War Paradise

Lin Chi still remembered that when he first established "The Underworld Fire Team" four years ago, he planned to invite a professional player he met online.

Although the guy usually talks very frivolously, he will go to tease his sister when he has nothing to do, but the game technology is still very reliable. And like himself, he was also the first pioneer to join the brain imaging game.

The brain imaging games of that era were not as "gentle and considerate" as the current games. Even though most games have reduced pain, the sudden death system that protects the player through forced disconnection was not developed at that time. come out.

Then, one evening, when Lin Chi had found other team members and was about to invite that guy, the other party took the initiative to send him a voice conversation.

"sorry……"

The male voice sounded very weak, breathing continuously, sniffing and faint sobbing.

At first, Lin Chi thought the other party was joking, and casually teased "You don't need to be so moved." But then the other party's remarks made the smile on his face disappear.

"I... will never play this damn game again."

"Why?" Lin Chi asked immediately.

"Ah..." The other party kept sucking the air-conditioning, sounding like he was enduring severe pain: "Be careful of a bastard named'Bloodblade', that man is a lunatic, a murderer. I was hung on a wooden stake by him. , Tortured for more than an hour..."

"Your blood volume is so heavy that you die in an hour?"

"No, that bastard tortured me first, then used healing to fill my blood and continue to torment me..." The other party sounded like he was going crazy.

"Wait, won't you quit the game?" Lin Chi frowned.

"That madman doesn't know what method was used. I can't concentrate on opening the game menu at all." The other party's voice is still extremely weak: "Anyway, if you meet this person in any game, don't hesitate to quit. I offline first……"

Since then, this powerful player who was well-known at the time has completely disappeared from the game circle.

Although he had never fought with the blood blade, after that incident, Lin Chi also heard a lot of cruel legends about the "blood blade" intermittently:

This madman who kills people in the game is known for his extremely cruel methods. The players and NPCs who died under his hands, let alone leave the whole body, can be left with a complete bone.

In order to curb this frenzied lunatic, the government even introduced new regulations prohibiting players from killing other players and NPCs in the game.

Subsequently, all brain imaging games have added a sudden death system and adjudication program to protect the player's consciousness.

When the "ruling procedure" is in operation, it will automatically determine whether there has been a torture in the battle in the game. Once the abuse of more than two minutes is detected, the abuser will be kicked out of the game immediately and the abuser's account will be frozen.

Since this program was forcibly added to all brain imaging games, the infamous "Blood Blade" has finally disappeared.

However, just when everyone began to forget the name, he appeared in the test server of "War Paradise". And it was a coincidence that he happened to appear in the second game of the game he was ranked!

Thinking of this, a strange look appeared on Lin Chi's originally listless face.

Realizing that he is likely to be facing a real strong man, who has never been interested in abuse of food, he immediately took a lot of seriousness.

Although he didn't know if the murderer was here or on the other side of the river, Lin Chi knew that if nothing happened, he would face that guy sooner or later!

"Here, that bastard is here." Shen Wenchong's old voice interrupted Lin Chi's thoughts.

The two slowly walked into the dilapidated but crowded bazaar. There was a strange smell floating in the air that was indescribable. Vendors with different appearances were sitting behind those simple wooden tables that had begun to decay on the side of the road. Calling the name of the product that I plan to sell:

"Miao Jiang Gu Poison Box, only 30 gold coins!"

"Old-fashioned Feng Shui engine, two hundred gold coins to take home!"

"Qin Huangling automatic terracotta warriors and horses commemorative dolls, don't miss it when you pass by!"

All kinds of shouts echoed in his ears. Looking at the weird goods sold by these dirty merchants, Lin Chi was about to go around here when he heard Shen Wenchong's reminder:

"It's all lie, don't waste time."

"I know." Lin Chi smiled.

Although the goods sold at the weapons store in Midtown are very expensive, at least they can be guaranteed to sell genuine goods. And the products sold in such ghost places are basically fake and shoddy products, otherwise the price would not be so low.

"These guys are pretty miserable." Lin Chi looked at a scrawny boy who was selling "Tang Clan Poison Shots" not far from the stall.

"There is no way, who made them reborn at the wrong time, and they have become inferior people who can't stand up for a lifetime." Shen Wenchong sneered.

"I don't think so..."

Lin Chi said and looked around, staring at this dirty and chaotic market.

——These poor people are forced by their livelihoods to sell all kinds of messy goods. If it weren't for starving to death, no one would come to such a ghost place.

As for the customers who are shopping in the market, they are not much better than the merchants. All of them are yellow and thin, with poor nutrition. Looking at their gambler-like fanatical appearance, they should be delusional to buy dusty "treasures" in this ghost place, and then resell them to collectors for a big profit.

"Where is the painter you mentioned?" Lin Chi asked.

"That person." Shen Wenchong raised his right arm and pointed at a wooden table diagonally in front of him.

Sitting behind the wooden table is a tall and thin man whose appearance can be summed up with the word "skull and crossbones". Except for the skin, there seems to be only bones.

The guy was wearing a set of tattered gray robe, and his exposed head and arms looked like a mummy with bandages removed. It is a miracle to be alive in this size...

"Are you sure he can still paint?" Lin Chi asked.

"He said he was expelled from Shangcheng District. It used to be the royal painter of the court." Shen Wenchong scorned his lips: "Maybe it's a desolate nobleman who can't eat the things in Xiacheng District?"

Lin Chi was about to complain, only to see a real scarlet skeleton-icon, and a text introduction that only a few NPCs had on top of that "skeleton" head.

Palace painter——? ? ? , Hero-level NPC, can be recruited (tasks need to be completed).

"Wait a minute..." Lin Chi narrowed his eyes.

——Shen Wenchong, a special NPC, took himself to find a hero-level NPC. In this way, it seems that he has triggered a task chain similar to the "Dark Tower"?

Thinking of this, Lin Chi walked quickly to the artist, stared at the sunken eye socket of the other party, and bowed politely:

"Hello, what does this store sell?"

Hearing that, the artist raised his head and looked at him, opened his mouth and made a very hoarse voice, which can be directly used as a voice for a horror game:

"Sell paintings, paint anything."

The artist's desk did not put those fancy and inferior "treasures", just a piece of white paper, a brush, an ink bottle and a red stamp next to it.

——Even if it has fallen to this point, do you still stick to the faith of the artist...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi also went straight to the topic: "Then, I need a complete picture of the human body."

"One hundred thousand gold coins." The other party offered the price without hesitation.

"Can it be cheaper?" Lin Chi smiled.

"One hundred thousand." The other party didn't mean to give in at all.

Seeing the artist's resolute appearance, Shen Wenchong pretended to sigh: "The old man said he was not reliable, you still have to come over..."

But now, Lin Chi has no time to pay attention to the old man, just staring at the artist's face, intending to find a "breakthrough".

Obviously, he did not trigger the task of recruiting this NPC. So, what conditions must be met to trigger the task?

If this guy is really a painter who fell from Shangcheng to here, then...

"Do you want to go back to Shangcheng District?" Lin Chi asked tentatively.

Before he finished his words, I saw a gloomy "ghost fire" lit up in the sunken eye sockets of the painter.

At the same time, a line of task prompts popped up.

Painter's visit:

This painter who was expelled from the Shangcheng District still has his wish. I hope you can take him back to the Shangcheng District.

Task reward: unknown.

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