Chapter 273
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Other team members of Nishen United pressed spades to the side of the game pool. Although the walking posture of the group was loose and casual, passers-by still avoided it and avoided it in fear.
"Look at the current situation!" Ni Shen accused Spade, "Isn't this all made by you! Playing a game in the game pool is so fierce!"
Spade raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly: "They are not afraid of me, they will also be afraid of another person who brings victory. It has nothing to do with what I have done, they are simply afraid that they will not get this victory."
"If these people's fear is part of winning, then let them be afraid." Spades turned his head and said indifferently.
——The implication is that the victory belongs to him after all, this tone is arrogant and determined.
Ni Shen was speechless.
Although the spade guy seems to have zero EQ, sometimes he thinks things thoroughly and sharply, which makes him sometimes want to make a fuss about these things, even if he suppresses spades.
"Okay, just choose three games at random." Nishen raised his forehead helplessly, he just couldn't get spades, "—let us see the effect of your solo training during this period, and let you Check out the results of our group training during this period."
"...if we have the ability to restrain you." Ni Shen took a deep breath and said solemnly, "You are ready to return to the team and start serious league training."
Spade nodded, he swung his black whip and hit a floating and distorted poster in the game pool.
The entire team of Killer Sequence disappeared in place.
the other end.
Mu Sicheng crouched down and climbed on the guild building of the Killer Sequence, his sharp monkey claws dug into the wall, and the question mark-shaped tail of the capuchin monkey loomed around him, hanging from any protrusion. coming decorations and decorations.
He is also wearing a chameleon-like coat, which changes color as the environment changes - this is an extraordinary-level prop obtained by Bai Liu in the game pool, and it was given to Mu Sicheng when it was allocated.
And this is indeed an extremely correct allocation that made Mu Sicheng's process of sneaking into the killer sequence smooth and smooth.
Several brilliant color changes and a few near-miss wanderings in the air made Mu Sicheng land firmly in a corridor next to the top floor of the Killer Sequence Guild.
Mu Sicheng flicked the debris of wall plaster stuck on his nails casually, his tail retracted into his body like a drawn wire, his red pupils looked around, and raised his eyebrows in surprise——
——What the hell is this Grand Duke going to do? Didn't take any anti-theft measures in your base camp? Isn't this waiting for someone to steal the house?
But if Mu Ke, who is familiar with the development history of various guilds, is here, he will be able to explain to Mu Sicheng why the guild building of Killer Sequence is so empty and unguarded.
Killer Sequence, as an upstart that only emerged last year with the help of spades, is very likely to take advantage of last year's east wind to develop and grow. However, Killer Sequence has no chance — because spades can't do it.
Therefore, this guild has developed in a rather barbaric state. Most of its members are high-potential newcomers who act strangely, have certain abilities, have a personality cult for spades, and do not want to be bound by the big guild.
Although there is a building, the members of the Killer Sequence adhere to a dissociated state, and the Schrödinger duality members gather in this Killer Sequence building.
To play in the league, they need a guild as a registration requirement, and at that time they are candidates for the guild team.
If they don't play league games, then they are individual players.
These new members of the Assassin Sequence Guild are very strongly influenced by spades, and they all feel that they are only here for the victory of the league, and they all feel that they are ruthless league sharks!
This situation of fighting alone did not get better until Nishen was poached over - he let this group of problematic child-like members realize that only five children can be league killers, no, players.
Before you become assassins, you have to do something else for the development of the guild.
——That’s right, Nishen, a half-way tactician who was poached, was given the title of [Guild Society] by Spades. He not only has to worry about team training, but also manages team members who don’t obey , but also worry about the development of the guild, big and small.
It can be said that a tactician works as eight envoys, and they are working overtime all the time, and Spades are not paid.
Under such circumstances, the security of the guild was already the last consideration for Nishen—he was working overtime both inside and outside the game, and he was about to die suddenly.
And although the security of the killer sequence is poor, under the catalysis of spades, the spiritual symbol of victory, the average combat lunatic here will not let go, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited it will be.
A guild with a healthy mind will basically not use the Killer Sequence.
Mu Sicheng looked around carefully, and confirmed that there were not many people left behind in the building, so he quickly chose to go further and break through to a deeper place in the building.
According to the general practice of the guild, there are usually two places to keep high-level props - one is the personal warehouse of the system board of the guild's dedicated warehouse keeper.
The warehouse keeper not only keeps the equipment, but is also responsible for testing and maintaining the items in the weekly game. Because he keeps a large number of high-end and rare items all year round, he can be regarded as a small mobile treasury. He is tied with the weapon modifier as the two guilds with the highest secrecy. position.
By the way, the top warehouse maintainer in the game belongs to Golden Dawn and their family, and it doesn't refer to a specific person, but refers to all members of this guild.
I don't know what this guild does. Everyone is highly trained like a police warehouse keeper. They are especially good at keeping, guarding and storing dangerous items.
Many guilds, such as the King's Guild, Kabbalah's Guild, and even Charles' Gamblers' Club have spied on the warehouse of the Golden Dawn - not necessarily to steal the other party's items, knowing what items the other party has is also a league An important column in the information.
But no matter what tricks this guild uses, they all return in vain. It can be said that it is the natural enemy guild of thieves and strange thieves.
Moreover, Golden Dawn seems to have reorganized the anti-theft structure of the guild again under his instructions because of the addition of a new player, Armand.
A few days ago, a spy from the King's Guild was captured within minutes of the first dimension. It is no exaggeration to describe the current warehouse structure of the Golden Dawn as "solid".
Mu Sicheng frowned as he walked towards the killer sequence—he felt that the warehouse structure here was somewhat similar to the information on the warehouse structure of the Golden Dawn that Wang Shun showed him before.
Around him, a translucent rotating barrier separated by space slowly rotated.
[System prompt: A player has triggered the warehouse trap props you set! 】
The Nishen system that just entered the game popped up such a prompt, and a team member next to him asked him what was wrong, Nishen smiled, and explained: "It's nothing, someone triggered the warehouse protection item I reserved."
The team members were dumbfounded: "Someone out there dares to come to the Killer Sequence to steal something!"
"I remember that our warehouse didn't have any protection?"
"No one can look at the warehouse. Our guild doesn't even have a warehouse manager. Nishen, what is the protective item you left behind?"
Nishen was so quarreled that one head and two big, he had to appease these curious team members loudly, and sighed helplessly: "—our guild really can't allocate manpower to protect a warehouse, so I have to Using the simplest and most effective warehouse protection method."
The team members were curious, and leaned over to ask: "——What method?"
"I contacted the director of Golden Dawn, obtained a sum of funds and a prophecy, and successfully outsourced the protection of our warehouse to him." Nishen smiled kindly, " The props I set up can be delivered directly to the warehouse of the Golden Dawn for the guests who come here."
Team members: "..."
...Ni Shen, you single-handedly procured the strongest warehouse keeper...
Ni Shen sighed sadly and shook his head: "I even wanted to outsource the training, but the Deer Hunters Guild, which trains the best and strictest players, doesn't accept team training outsourcing, eh..."
"But I will do it myself, and you don't listen to my tactician much..."
Team members: "..."
... Deer hunters believe in Spartan training! ! Their players are howling every day! ! There is no room for shit and water! It's super miserable, okay? It looks like I'm going to get kidney stones at a young age!
A team member who was usually not very obedient swallowed stiffly: "You come here, we will listen to you..."
Nishen looked at him with a smile: "Is it true?"
All the players nodded wildly.
As Mu Sicheng walked more and more, he felt that something was wrong. He stopped in time, looked around the architectural style here, moved his nose and sniffed it—how many strange and mixed things could be smelled on both sides of the bright and bright corridor? The taste, the taste of people has suddenly become complex and changeable, and there is also a trace of the cold taste of the metal door mixed in.
——It was very similar to what he had smelled at the headquarters of the Heresy Administration.
While Mu Sicheng was sniffing, there was a blue and gold-edged butterfly resting peacefully on the window to his left, flapping its wings slowly.
Mu Sicheng turned his face away, frowned and shrugged his nose, and whispered to himself: "——There is still a little... the breath of flowing air..."
"—is the smell of the wind."
The butterfly flapped its wings quickly, and the strong wind swept the narrow aisle. A vague figure was wrapped in the strong wind and merged into one, and quickly attacked Mu Sicheng at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
With the help of the pressure and speed of the wind, the opponent stepped on the surrounding walls and moved, giving Mu Sicheng a hard blow like a divine help.
Mu Sicheng crossed his hands and endured the blow forcefully, not to be outdone, he fought back with his claws, raised his hands and turned around, trying to grab the man's face and push him to the ground.
The opponent took a deep breath, and raised his foot to kick him. Mu Sicheng's right claw bounced off the block, and he turned around to sweep the opponent's lower body.
In this kind of wind, those who can't stabilize their figure are losers.
The opponent jumped slightly, floated up in the air, and stuck to the wall. His breathing became lighter, and he almost merged with the wind. He couldn't detect it. A butterfly landed on his shoulder, and its wings were still flapping.
Mu Sicheng smelled his breath, the faster wind, and the smell of butterfly scales.
The wind suddenly became stronger, and it was so dense that it was almost invisible.
Mu Sicheng's chest was hard to heave due to the huge pressure brought by the wind, he had to let go and back away, the monkey's paws firmly buckled into the wall and stabilized on the metal wall.
The wind gradually dissipated.
Mu Sicheng jumped down, and the man standing in front of him was standing on a messy ground, his neat short brown hair was disheveled, shining a strange light under the white light.
Armand looked at Mu Sicheng flatly: "I didn't expect that we could compete again in this kind of place, Mu Sicheng."
"Compare this kind of evenly matched word, doesn't it seem inaccurate?" Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows, tossed the glittering golden wing hair ornament in his hand, twirled it around on his fingers, and smiled disdainfully, "—— If this was in a competition, what I caught was your head instead of the hair ornament on your head?"
"Really?" Armand was unmoved, he looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "—that's what you told me after you fought me for the first time and stole my recording pen."
"—The memories of the past don't give people all the pain." Armand moved his eyes to the hair ornament, "There is also experience."
Mu Sicheng was taken aback, he suddenly realized something, and wanted to throw away the hair ornament in his hand, but it was too late.
The wing-shaped hair ornament in his hand exploded with a "bang", turning into a steel mesh-shaped handcuff that tightly wrapped his hands, wrists and upper arms, and he couldn't break free at all.
Armand looked up at him: "You hate net restraints and handcuffs the most, so I summed it up and gave it to you as a gift."
"Long time no see, Mu Sicheng."
—————
Mu Ke led Du Sanying who had done her homework to the game pool.
Du Sanying's situation is better than what Mu Ke thought. Not only did he accept these things quickly, but he has played more than 52 times - he already has the qualifications for league registration.
So after Mu Ke asked Du Sanying for his opinion and confirmed that he agreed to participate in the league, Mu Ke helped Du Sanying deal with the registration period for the league, and followed Bai Liu's instructions to bring Du Sanying to the game pool to practice. .
Du Sanying looked at the posters swimming in the pool with fear, and looked at Mu Ke timidly: "...Which one should I choose?"
"It doesn't matter which one you choose." Mu Ke patiently explained, "My basic value is enough to deal with most games in the game pool, and you are a player with full luck, the game you choose will not be harmful to you. Too dangerous."
Years of "lucky" physique made Du Sanying still uneasy, he cried with a sad face: "...But I am the only one who is lucky...People around me are generally unlucky."
"I know." Mu Ke politely kept a certain distance from Du Sanying, and showed him his face, "I will keep a certain distance from you to protect you, so that I will be affected the least."
Mu Ke comforted him with a smile: "Although I don't look conspicuous, it's because my profession is an assassin. I'm not that weak, so don't worry."
Du Sanying hesitated again and again, and finally stepped forward to choose a game, and Mu Ke jumped into it.
After entering, the first thing that jumped into the ear curtains was a huge, serial impact gunshot, shooting non-stop on the ground, all the monsters around were killed, and a group of players' dead bodies. Mixed together and fell to the ground, a piece of blood and flesh, the boundary between human and monster corpses can't be distinguished, it is quite a brutal scene.
Du Sanying was dumbfounded.
"This game is already at the end of the customs clearance." Mu Ke was calm about this scene, and comforted Du Sanying, "It's okay, you are lucky, he came in with you The player has already cleaned up the monsters in the dungeon."
Mu Ke's eyes moved to the holes of the corpses of the players who had been shot completely beyond recognition, and he squinted his eyes, afraid that Du Sanying would not be able to say a word—— There are also players who have been cleaned up.
Looks like there's a pretty dangerous guy in this game.
Du Sanying was so frightened that she burst into tears, she bit her hand: "...but this is too soon, right? I just came in..."
"There are such players." Mu Ke said calmly, "This game is worthless, and I'm going to quit..."
A burst of high-frequency gunshots accompanied by a joyful "woohoo" shot indiscriminately all the way from a distance. Mu Ke reacted very quickly and took props and armor to cover himself, and Du Sanying protected himself. He listened intently to the direction of the gunshots.
Du Sanying was so shocked that she wanted to crawl under the armor: "Don't come near me! Something bad will happen!"
The abnormal sound of the bullet hitting the prop armor quickly caught the attention of the keen shooter, but before Mu Ke could evacuate, the shooter sat on a huge spring and fell from the sky, pressing down on the place where Mu Ke and the others were hiding. Prop armor.
With sharp eyes and hands, Mu Ke dragged Du Sanying to roll around and rolled out from under the armor, knelt down on one knee and took out the dagger, looked up at the person who came, and was startled.
He has seen many players with weird costumes, but this player in front of him is still the type that can make people stunned when they meet at a critical moment.
This player is sitting on a huge colorful spring with a height of more than three meters and a diameter of about one meter. Erlang legs are raised, feet are dangling, and a dark green sniper/shooter/gun about half a meter in length is held. The upper half of his face is A paper clown toy, drawn quite distorted, looks like a child's low-score colored lead homework in art class.
The lower half of the face is painted on the skin, the red lips are too big, and the paper tool on the top together constitute a seemingly perfunctory clown makeup.
The red lips were obviously smeared on by his thumbs which were stained with someone's blood. Smiling, still dripping blood scum.
The exaggerated green bell-bottom trouser legs and the dark green sniper/gun were spattered with blood, internal organs and a white brain.
He sat on the spring with his chin resting, tilted his head and looked down at Mu Ke's face condescendingly, the cracked arc at the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and apple green eyes leaked from the paper.
"I remember your beautiful and delicate face." He said in English with a Spanish accent, his tone had a strange bloody elegance, and the tail tune that upper nobles usually dragged made him look strange Lazily, "—because I saw it on my knees."
"So it made a deep impression on me, and I will never forget it at first sight."
He raised the sniper/strike/gun in his left hand, but halfway through, he seemed to suddenly remember something, jumped up on one foot, and stepped on the edge of the spring waddlingly—like an acrobat performing a ball stepping In that way, one hand was placed in front of the body, the other hand was placed behind the body, and they bowed down at the waist overlappingly.
This is another aristocratic etiquette, which is incompatible with his current funny performance and appearance.
"Father taught me that before killing an opponent, you should introduce yourself." He bent down, his tone polite and respectful, "For respect for the opponent, we should allow them to know who killed him."
He raised his smiling face, but there was no smile in his eyes: "My name is Daniel, Bai Liu's most beloved godson."
Daniel raised his sniper/shot/gun to Mu Ke, the smile on his face became more violent, and his attitude was casual: "As for your name, it doesn't matter."
"—You are not worthy of his trash, and trash doesn't need a name."
"boom--!!"
———————
In the huge game pool, Bai Liu, who had taken care of everything, brought Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda to the pool.
There was not a single player at the game pool.
Liu Jiayi saw it and understood: "Just now a team from a big guild entered the pool, and the number of players in this guild's pool is not yet full, so other players are afraid to come."
She turned her head to look at Bai Liu, her gaze fell on his hand which was tightly wrapped to stop the bleeding: "How about we avoid it too?"
"When did I teach you to avoid the edge before the start of the league?" The woman's reserved and elegant voice interrupted Liu Jiayi's thoughts, and the cork high-heeled shoes sounded regular and pleasant, and she came over, "What you have to do before the game It’s the edge to suppress others.”
Heart is wearing a bright blue satin ribbon dress with two hanging necks, her hands are wearing off-white gloves that reach the elbow, her hair is tied in a neat and delicate bun on top, and about ten centimeters of raindrops are dangling around her neck blue emerald earrings.
There is a kind of classic and pleasant style.
Liu Jiayi stood in front of Bai Liu: "Emperor, long time no see."
Heart is also accompanied by a whole team, which is obviously in the state of collective training of the team, but this time there is an unfamiliar candidate Liu Jiayi next to her.
This is an exotic girl wearing a small size, black and white nun's clothing, visually no more than 13 or 14, with blond hair and green eyes, and a pure white headgear covering her golden wavy hair, which means praying to God The cross was firmly held by her in her hand, the green eyes were more natural and pure than the floating sea waves, revealing a faint blue.
Liu Jiayi only needs to glance at this girl to know that Heart is dressed up today to accompany this new team member——
——This new team member is like a girl who walked out of a classical painting.
Heart raised her hand and stroked the girl's forehead hair: "She is the new team member who replaced you. [Sister], go, Phoebe, go say hello to your predecessor, and wish her success in the game." God bless."
Phoebe walked to a position about one meter away from Liu Jiayi. She didn't seem to be afraid of Liu Jiayi, a well-known little witch. She bowed her knees slightly reservedly and raised the two sides of her nun's clothes to salute. Sweet as a honey delicacy.
"May I bless you."
Phoebe stood up, and she looked expectantly at Liu Jiayi: "You also have an older brother, don't you?"
Liu Jiayi pursed her lips and glanced at Hearts, before replying: "I do have them."
"I also have an older brother. Although he and I are not the same mother, we share the same father—isn't that the same as your situation?" Phoebe smiled like an angel, "He betrayed me just like your brother I, betrayed my family."
"But I don't blame him, I forgive him, God forgives everything."
Liu Jiayi stopped talking, and she watched Phoebe alertly and silently, with invisible thorns erected on her body.
Phoebe ignored Liu Jiayi's hostility, as if she couldn't hold back her emotions, she stepped forward and grabbed Liu Jiayi's hands and put them on her heart, her beautiful, ocean-like blue-green eyes were full of love looked at her with kindness and kindness.
"We are so similar, maybe we should be related by blood, brother, sister, or whatever, I always dreamed of being friends with you!" Phoebe smiled, she smiled sincerely And happiness, "You are my favorite player."
Her eyes sparkled: "I will definitely win the game and bring you God-given happiness."
Liu Jiayi shook her hand in amazement and backed away, Bai Liu took advantage of the situation to block in front of her, and looked up at Heart.
Heart nodded slightly and smiled: "Phoebe has always liked Jiayi, she is actually better than Jiayi, but she voluntarily served as Jiayi's substitute, just to make friends with Jiayi."
"But it's a pity that this friendship is before it sprouts." Heart's eyes fell on Liu Jiayi meaningfully, "The child she likes ran away."
"Really?" Bai Liu was unmoved, "Then you didn't love Phoebe before, why?"
"Because I'm not stable enough, my brother is still alive, sometimes he does some annoying and embarrassing things that will affect my emotions and affect my performance." Phoebe sighed distressedly, clasped her hands tightly Holding hands, praying sincerely, "God bless, if he dies sooner, he will be fine."
Such a natural girl said such words with full of expectation, the impact on people is obviously great—for example, Qi Yifang who was standing in front of the heart covered her mouth and shed tears .
This is not the teammate he wanted, it looks so white, God bless it and talk about it every day, but it is so black that even their teammates are pitiful... woo woo woo.
When Heart took Phoebe to leave for training, Phoebe was still turning around and reluctantly waved goodbye to Liu Jiayi, her eyes were full of sadness:
"Goodbye little witch, I hope God will let me have you in my dreams tonight."
Liu Jiayi silently covered her arm with goosebumps.
"Oh, by the way, if you see my brother, I hope you can help me. He was killed." Phoebe said nonchalantly, as if she was acting like a spoiled child, she asked others to help deal with the one that scratched her. Obedient pet cat, "His name is Daniel, he is a fool, he likes to play clown."
When Heart leaves, Bai Liu pats Liu Jiayi's head: "Heart is here to disturb your mood, so don't worry about it until we know the specific information about this [nun], let's advance the game."
Liu Jiayi nodded, took a deep breath, and selected the game to log in.
[System prompt: Welcome to the game "Dense Forest Border Town"]
【This used to be a tropical frontier town where wars were taking place. There were dense gunfire, dirty swamps and small lakes everywhere. The jungle was full of dangerous beasts, mosquitoes and mutilated corpses, and you were responsible for cleaning the battlefield A minion that cleans up a corpse. 】
[Integral category game, the more corpses the player cleans, the more points they get, and the player with the highest points within seven days wins the game. 】
Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu: "This is a point-based game, which is different from the decryption game. Generally, there is no fixed line, only background information. To win the game, you have to rely on two parties, one of which is your own points. Obtaining a judgment, the other party is preventing others from obtaining points."
Liu Jiayi looked around for a while, inspected the environment and made a judgment: "Tropical environment, rainy and windy, rich in animal and plant species, and relatively complex terrain, we should pay attention to the interference of these factors."
As she spoke, she handed a bottle of antidote to Bai Liu.
Bai Liu drank it calmly, and the blood on his face recovered a lot: "But the difficulty of this game should not be high, and there are no players or monsters attacking us yet—let's quickly scan the book."
Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi nodded.
"If you want to go on the battlefield, it's a camouflage first." Bai Liu glanced around, "We need three sets of camouflage clothes..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of gunshots.
This is a game with a war background, and the gunshots may indicate that there is a conflict nearby.
Bai Liu, Liu Jiayi, and Tang Erda quickly found a plant cover to cover themselves, lay down on the ground, wiped some mud on their faces, held their breath and closed their eyes, pretending to be a corpse.
The hoarse roar of several people was faintly revealed from the dense gunfire, echoing in the mountains and forests:
"Spades, don't run away! You said you would lose!"
"You said that you will punish yourself three times! A man cannot speak without spades! Put down the corpse in your hand!"
"Spades stop! The outsiders are all surrounding your teammates!"
"Spades, what you are doing is crumbs! You fucking want to snatch your teammate's corpse just to win!"
A man in dark green uniform military trousers was moving quickly in the jungle. When passing by Bai Liu, this man hesitated for a while. He lowered his head and took a closer look at Bai Liu, as if to make sure whether Bai Liu was He can pick up corpses.
But before he could be sure, some people yelled and caught up with him:
"Grandpa's body is put down!!"
At this moment without hesitation, Spade hugged Bai Liu without hesitation, picked up Bai Liu and ran away, and gave her a whip without looking back.
There was a crisp "pop", and it was a male voice screaming in agony.
"—You beat your teammate hard!"
Spade turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to run forward with the two corpses in his arms, and Bai Liu, who was carried on his shoulders, slowly opened his eyes.
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Other team members of Nishen United pressed spades to the side of the game pool. Although the walking posture of the group was loose and casual, passers-by still avoided it and avoided it in fear.
"Look at the current situation!" Ni Shen accused Spade, "Isn't this all made by you! Playing a game in the game pool is so fierce!"
Spade raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly: "They are not afraid of me, they will also be afraid of another person who brings victory. It has nothing to do with what I have done, they are simply afraid that they will not get this victory."
"If these people's fear is part of winning, then let them be afraid." Spades turned his head and said indifferently.
——The implication is that the victory belongs to him after all, this tone is arrogant and determined.
Ni Shen was speechless.
Although the spade guy seems to have zero EQ, sometimes he thinks things thoroughly and sharply, which makes him sometimes want to make a fuss about these things, even if he suppresses spades.
"Okay, just choose three games at random." Nishen raised his forehead helplessly, he just couldn't get spades, "—let us see the effect of your solo training during this period, and let you Check out the results of our group training during this period."
"...if we have the ability to restrain you." Ni Shen took a deep breath and said solemnly, "You are ready to return to the team and start serious league training."
Spade nodded, he swung his black whip and hit a floating and distorted poster in the game pool.
The entire team of Killer Sequence disappeared in place.
the other end.
Mu Sicheng crouched down and climbed on the guild building of the Killer Sequence, his sharp monkey claws dug into the wall, and the question mark-shaped tail of the capuchin monkey loomed around him, hanging from any protrusion. coming decorations and decorations.
He is also wearing a chameleon-like coat, which changes color as the environment changes - this is an extraordinary-level prop obtained by Bai Liu in the game pool, and it was given to Mu Sicheng when it was allocated.
And this is indeed an extremely correct allocation that made Mu Sicheng's process of sneaking into the killer sequence smooth and smooth.
Several brilliant color changes and a few near-miss wanderings in the air made Mu Sicheng land firmly in a corridor next to the top floor of the Killer Sequence Guild.
Mu Sicheng flicked the debris of wall plaster stuck on his nails casually, his tail retracted into his body like a drawn wire, his red pupils looked around, and raised his eyebrows in surprise——
——What the hell is this Grand Duke going to do? Didn't take any anti-theft measures in your base camp? Isn't this waiting for someone to steal the house?
But if Mu Ke, who is familiar with the development history of various guilds, is here, he will be able to explain to Mu Sicheng why the guild building of Killer Sequence is so empty and unguarded.
Killer Sequence, as an upstart that only emerged last year with the help of spades, is very likely to take advantage of last year's east wind to develop and grow. However, Killer Sequence has no chance — because spades can't do it.
Therefore, this guild has developed in a rather barbaric state. Most of its members are high-potential newcomers who act strangely, have certain abilities, have a personality cult for spades, and do not want to be bound by the big guild.
Although there is a building, the members of the Killer Sequence adhere to a dissociated state, and the Schrödinger duality members gather in this Killer Sequence building.
To play in the league, they need a guild as a registration requirement, and at that time they are candidates for the guild team.
If they don't play league games, then they are individual players.
These new members of the Assassin Sequence Guild are very strongly influenced by spades, and they all feel that they are only here for the victory of the league, and they all feel that they are ruthless league sharks!
This situation of fighting alone did not get better until Nishen was poached over - he let this group of problematic child-like members realize that only five children can be league killers, no, players.
Before you become assassins, you have to do something else for the development of the guild.
——That’s right, Nishen, a half-way tactician who was poached, was given the title of [Guild Society] by Spades. He not only has to worry about team training, but also manages team members who don’t obey , but also worry about the development of the guild, big and small.
It can be said that a tactician works as eight envoys, and they are working overtime all the time, and Spades are not paid.
Under such circumstances, the security of the guild was already the last consideration for Nishen—he was working overtime both inside and outside the game, and he was about to die suddenly.
And although the security of the killer sequence is poor, under the catalysis of spades, the spiritual symbol of victory, the average combat lunatic here will not let go, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited it will be.
A guild with a healthy mind will basically not use the Killer Sequence.
Mu Sicheng looked around carefully, and confirmed that there were not many people left behind in the building, so he quickly chose to go further and break through to a deeper place in the building.
According to the general practice of the guild, there are usually two places to keep high-level props - one is the personal warehouse of the system board of the guild's dedicated warehouse keeper.
The warehouse keeper not only keeps the equipment, but is also responsible for testing and maintaining the items in the weekly game. Because he keeps a large number of high-end and rare items all year round, he can be regarded as a small mobile treasury. He is tied with the weapon modifier as the two guilds with the highest secrecy. position.
By the way, the top warehouse maintainer in the game belongs to Golden Dawn and their family, and it doesn't refer to a specific person, but refers to all members of this guild.
I don't know what this guild does. Everyone is highly trained like a police warehouse keeper. They are especially good at keeping, guarding and storing dangerous items.
Many guilds, such as the King's Guild, Kabbalah's Guild, and even Charles' Gamblers' Club have spied on the warehouse of the Golden Dawn - not necessarily to steal the other party's items, knowing what items the other party has is also a league An important column in the information.
But no matter what tricks this guild uses, they all return in vain. It can be said that it is the natural enemy guild of thieves and strange thieves.
Moreover, Golden Dawn seems to have reorganized the anti-theft structure of the guild again under his instructions because of the addition of a new player, Armand.
A few days ago, a spy from the King's Guild was captured within minutes of the first dimension. It is no exaggeration to describe the current warehouse structure of the Golden Dawn as "solid".
Mu Sicheng frowned as he walked towards the killer sequence—he felt that the warehouse structure here was somewhat similar to the information on the warehouse structure of the Golden Dawn that Wang Shun showed him before.
Around him, a translucent rotating barrier separated by space slowly rotated.
[System prompt: A player has triggered the warehouse trap props you set! 】
The Nishen system that just entered the game popped up such a prompt, and a team member next to him asked him what was wrong, Nishen smiled, and explained: "It's nothing, someone triggered the warehouse protection item I reserved."
The team members were dumbfounded: "Someone out there dares to come to the Killer Sequence to steal something!"
"I remember that our warehouse didn't have any protection?"
"No one can look at the warehouse. Our guild doesn't even have a warehouse manager. Nishen, what is the protective item you left behind?"
Nishen was so quarreled that one head and two big, he had to appease these curious team members loudly, and sighed helplessly: "—our guild really can't allocate manpower to protect a warehouse, so I have to Using the simplest and most effective warehouse protection method."
The team members were curious, and leaned over to ask: "——What method?"
"I contacted the director of Golden Dawn, obtained a sum of funds and a prophecy, and successfully outsourced the protection of our warehouse to him." Nishen smiled kindly, " The props I set up can be delivered directly to the warehouse of the Golden Dawn for the guests who come here."
Team members: "..."
...Ni Shen, you single-handedly procured the strongest warehouse keeper...
Ni Shen sighed sadly and shook his head: "I even wanted to outsource the training, but the Deer Hunters Guild, which trains the best and strictest players, doesn't accept team training outsourcing, eh..."
"But I will do it myself, and you don't listen to my tactician much..."
Team members: "..."
... Deer hunters believe in Spartan training! ! Their players are howling every day! ! There is no room for shit and water! It's super miserable, okay? It looks like I'm going to get kidney stones at a young age!
A team member who was usually not very obedient swallowed stiffly: "You come here, we will listen to you..."
Nishen looked at him with a smile: "Is it true?"
All the players nodded wildly.
As Mu Sicheng walked more and more, he felt that something was wrong. He stopped in time, looked around the architectural style here, moved his nose and sniffed it—how many strange and mixed things could be smelled on both sides of the bright and bright corridor? The taste, the taste of people has suddenly become complex and changeable, and there is also a trace of the cold taste of the metal door mixed in.
——It was very similar to what he had smelled at the headquarters of the Heresy Administration.
While Mu Sicheng was sniffing, there was a blue and gold-edged butterfly resting peacefully on the window to his left, flapping its wings slowly.
Mu Sicheng turned his face away, frowned and shrugged his nose, and whispered to himself: "——There is still a little... the breath of flowing air..."
"—is the smell of the wind."
The butterfly flapped its wings quickly, and the strong wind swept the narrow aisle. A vague figure was wrapped in the strong wind and merged into one, and quickly attacked Mu Sicheng at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
With the help of the pressure and speed of the wind, the opponent stepped on the surrounding walls and moved, giving Mu Sicheng a hard blow like a divine help.
Mu Sicheng crossed his hands and endured the blow forcefully, not to be outdone, he fought back with his claws, raised his hands and turned around, trying to grab the man's face and push him to the ground.
The opponent took a deep breath, and raised his foot to kick him. Mu Sicheng's right claw bounced off the block, and he turned around to sweep the opponent's lower body.
In this kind of wind, those who can't stabilize their figure are losers.
The opponent jumped slightly, floated up in the air, and stuck to the wall. His breathing became lighter, and he almost merged with the wind. He couldn't detect it. A butterfly landed on his shoulder, and its wings were still flapping.
Mu Sicheng smelled his breath, the faster wind, and the smell of butterfly scales.
The wind suddenly became stronger, and it was so dense that it was almost invisible.
Mu Sicheng's chest was hard to heave due to the huge pressure brought by the wind, he had to let go and back away, the monkey's paws firmly buckled into the wall and stabilized on the metal wall.
The wind gradually dissipated.
Mu Sicheng jumped down, and the man standing in front of him was standing on a messy ground, his neat short brown hair was disheveled, shining a strange light under the white light.
Armand looked at Mu Sicheng flatly: "I didn't expect that we could compete again in this kind of place, Mu Sicheng."
"Compare this kind of evenly matched word, doesn't it seem inaccurate?" Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows, tossed the glittering golden wing hair ornament in his hand, twirled it around on his fingers, and smiled disdainfully, "—— If this was in a competition, what I caught was your head instead of the hair ornament on your head?"
"Really?" Armand was unmoved, he looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "—that's what you told me after you fought me for the first time and stole my recording pen."
"—The memories of the past don't give people all the pain." Armand moved his eyes to the hair ornament, "There is also experience."
Mu Sicheng was taken aback, he suddenly realized something, and wanted to throw away the hair ornament in his hand, but it was too late.
The wing-shaped hair ornament in his hand exploded with a "bang", turning into a steel mesh-shaped handcuff that tightly wrapped his hands, wrists and upper arms, and he couldn't break free at all.
Armand looked up at him: "You hate net restraints and handcuffs the most, so I summed it up and gave it to you as a gift."
"Long time no see, Mu Sicheng."
—————
Mu Ke led Du Sanying who had done her homework to the game pool.
Du Sanying's situation is better than what Mu Ke thought. Not only did he accept these things quickly, but he has played more than 52 times - he already has the qualifications for league registration.
So after Mu Ke asked Du Sanying for his opinion and confirmed that he agreed to participate in the league, Mu Ke helped Du Sanying deal with the registration period for the league, and followed Bai Liu's instructions to bring Du Sanying to the game pool to practice. .
Du Sanying looked at the posters swimming in the pool with fear, and looked at Mu Ke timidly: "...Which one should I choose?"
"It doesn't matter which one you choose." Mu Ke patiently explained, "My basic value is enough to deal with most games in the game pool, and you are a player with full luck, the game you choose will not be harmful to you. Too dangerous."
Years of "lucky" physique made Du Sanying still uneasy, he cried with a sad face: "...But I am the only one who is lucky...People around me are generally unlucky."
"I know." Mu Ke politely kept a certain distance from Du Sanying, and showed him his face, "I will keep a certain distance from you to protect you, so that I will be affected the least."
Mu Ke comforted him with a smile: "Although I don't look conspicuous, it's because my profession is an assassin. I'm not that weak, so don't worry."
Du Sanying hesitated again and again, and finally stepped forward to choose a game, and Mu Ke jumped into it.
After entering, the first thing that jumped into the ear curtains was a huge, serial impact gunshot, shooting non-stop on the ground, all the monsters around were killed, and a group of players' dead bodies. Mixed together and fell to the ground, a piece of blood and flesh, the boundary between human and monster corpses can't be distinguished, it is quite a brutal scene.
Du Sanying was dumbfounded.
"This game is already at the end of the customs clearance." Mu Ke was calm about this scene, and comforted Du Sanying, "It's okay, you are lucky, he came in with you The player has already cleaned up the monsters in the dungeon."
Mu Ke's eyes moved to the holes of the corpses of the players who had been shot completely beyond recognition, and he squinted his eyes, afraid that Du Sanying would not be able to say a word—— There are also players who have been cleaned up.
Looks like there's a pretty dangerous guy in this game.
Du Sanying was so frightened that she burst into tears, she bit her hand: "...but this is too soon, right? I just came in..."
"There are such players." Mu Ke said calmly, "This game is worthless, and I'm going to quit..."
A burst of high-frequency gunshots accompanied by a joyful "woohoo" shot indiscriminately all the way from a distance. Mu Ke reacted very quickly and took props and armor to cover himself, and Du Sanying protected himself. He listened intently to the direction of the gunshots.
Du Sanying was so shocked that she wanted to crawl under the armor: "Don't come near me! Something bad will happen!"
The abnormal sound of the bullet hitting the prop armor quickly caught the attention of the keen shooter, but before Mu Ke could evacuate, the shooter sat on a huge spring and fell from the sky, pressing down on the place where Mu Ke and the others were hiding. Prop armor.
With sharp eyes and hands, Mu Ke dragged Du Sanying to roll around and rolled out from under the armor, knelt down on one knee and took out the dagger, looked up at the person who came, and was startled.
He has seen many players with weird costumes, but this player in front of him is still the type that can make people stunned when they meet at a critical moment.
This player is sitting on a huge colorful spring with a height of more than three meters and a diameter of about one meter. Erlang legs are raised, feet are dangling, and a dark green sniper/shooter/gun about half a meter in length is held. The upper half of his face is A paper clown toy, drawn quite distorted, looks like a child's low-score colored lead homework in art class.
The lower half of the face is painted on the skin, the red lips are too big, and the paper tool on the top together constitute a seemingly perfunctory clown makeup.
The red lips were obviously smeared on by his thumbs which were stained with someone's blood. Smiling, still dripping blood scum.
The exaggerated green bell-bottom trouser legs and the dark green sniper/gun were spattered with blood, internal organs and a white brain.
He sat on the spring with his chin resting, tilted his head and looked down at Mu Ke's face condescendingly, the cracked arc at the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and apple green eyes leaked from the paper.
"I remember your beautiful and delicate face." He said in English with a Spanish accent, his tone had a strange bloody elegance, and the tail tune that upper nobles usually dragged made him look strange Lazily, "—because I saw it on my knees."
"So it made a deep impression on me, and I will never forget it at first sight."
He raised the sniper/strike/gun in his left hand, but halfway through, he seemed to suddenly remember something, jumped up on one foot, and stepped on the edge of the spring waddlingly—like an acrobat performing a ball stepping In that way, one hand was placed in front of the body, the other hand was placed behind the body, and they bowed down at the waist overlappingly.
This is another aristocratic etiquette, which is incompatible with his current funny performance and appearance.
"Father taught me that before killing an opponent, you should introduce yourself." He bent down, his tone polite and respectful, "For respect for the opponent, we should allow them to know who killed him."
He raised his smiling face, but there was no smile in his eyes: "My name is Daniel, Bai Liu's most beloved godson."
Daniel raised his sniper/shot/gun to Mu Ke, the smile on his face became more violent, and his attitude was casual: "As for your name, it doesn't matter."
"—You are not worthy of his trash, and trash doesn't need a name."
"boom--!!"
———————
In the huge game pool, Bai Liu, who had taken care of everything, brought Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda to the pool.
There was not a single player at the game pool.
Liu Jiayi saw it and understood: "Just now a team from a big guild entered the pool, and the number of players in this guild's pool is not yet full, so other players are afraid to come."
She turned her head to look at Bai Liu, her gaze fell on his hand which was tightly wrapped to stop the bleeding: "How about we avoid it too?"
"When did I teach you to avoid the edge before the start of the league?" The woman's reserved and elegant voice interrupted Liu Jiayi's thoughts, and the cork high-heeled shoes sounded regular and pleasant, and she came over, "What you have to do before the game It’s the edge to suppress others.”
Heart is wearing a bright blue satin ribbon dress with two hanging necks, her hands are wearing off-white gloves that reach the elbow, her hair is tied in a neat and delicate bun on top, and about ten centimeters of raindrops are dangling around her neck blue emerald earrings.
There is a kind of classic and pleasant style.
Liu Jiayi stood in front of Bai Liu: "Emperor, long time no see."
Heart is also accompanied by a whole team, which is obviously in the state of collective training of the team, but this time there is an unfamiliar candidate Liu Jiayi next to her.
This is an exotic girl wearing a small size, black and white nun's clothing, visually no more than 13 or 14, with blond hair and green eyes, and a pure white headgear covering her golden wavy hair, which means praying to God The cross was firmly held by her in her hand, the green eyes were more natural and pure than the floating sea waves, revealing a faint blue.
Liu Jiayi only needs to glance at this girl to know that Heart is dressed up today to accompany this new team member——
——This new team member is like a girl who walked out of a classical painting.
Heart raised her hand and stroked the girl's forehead hair: "She is the new team member who replaced you. [Sister], go, Phoebe, go say hello to your predecessor, and wish her success in the game." God bless."
Phoebe walked to a position about one meter away from Liu Jiayi. She didn't seem to be afraid of Liu Jiayi, a well-known little witch. She bowed her knees slightly reservedly and raised the two sides of her nun's clothes to salute. Sweet as a honey delicacy.
"May I bless you."
Phoebe stood up, and she looked expectantly at Liu Jiayi: "You also have an older brother, don't you?"
Liu Jiayi pursed her lips and glanced at Hearts, before replying: "I do have them."
"I also have an older brother. Although he and I are not the same mother, we share the same father—isn't that the same as your situation?" Phoebe smiled like an angel, "He betrayed me just like your brother I, betrayed my family."
"But I don't blame him, I forgive him, God forgives everything."
Liu Jiayi stopped talking, and she watched Phoebe alertly and silently, with invisible thorns erected on her body.
Phoebe ignored Liu Jiayi's hostility, as if she couldn't hold back her emotions, she stepped forward and grabbed Liu Jiayi's hands and put them on her heart, her beautiful, ocean-like blue-green eyes were full of love looked at her with kindness and kindness.
"We are so similar, maybe we should be related by blood, brother, sister, or whatever, I always dreamed of being friends with you!" Phoebe smiled, she smiled sincerely And happiness, "You are my favorite player."
Her eyes sparkled: "I will definitely win the game and bring you God-given happiness."
Liu Jiayi shook her hand in amazement and backed away, Bai Liu took advantage of the situation to block in front of her, and looked up at Heart.
Heart nodded slightly and smiled: "Phoebe has always liked Jiayi, she is actually better than Jiayi, but she voluntarily served as Jiayi's substitute, just to make friends with Jiayi."
"But it's a pity that this friendship is before it sprouts." Heart's eyes fell on Liu Jiayi meaningfully, "The child she likes ran away."
"Really?" Bai Liu was unmoved, "Then you didn't love Phoebe before, why?"
"Because I'm not stable enough, my brother is still alive, sometimes he does some annoying and embarrassing things that will affect my emotions and affect my performance." Phoebe sighed distressedly, clasped her hands tightly Holding hands, praying sincerely, "God bless, if he dies sooner, he will be fine."
Such a natural girl said such words with full of expectation, the impact on people is obviously great—for example, Qi Yifang who was standing in front of the heart covered her mouth and shed tears .
This is not the teammate he wanted, it looks so white, God bless it and talk about it every day, but it is so black that even their teammates are pitiful... woo woo woo.
When Heart took Phoebe to leave for training, Phoebe was still turning around and reluctantly waved goodbye to Liu Jiayi, her eyes were full of sadness:
"Goodbye little witch, I hope God will let me have you in my dreams tonight."
Liu Jiayi silently covered her arm with goosebumps.
"Oh, by the way, if you see my brother, I hope you can help me. He was killed." Phoebe said nonchalantly, as if she was acting like a spoiled child, she asked others to help deal with the one that scratched her. Obedient pet cat, "His name is Daniel, he is a fool, he likes to play clown."
When Heart leaves, Bai Liu pats Liu Jiayi's head: "Heart is here to disturb your mood, so don't worry about it until we know the specific information about this [nun], let's advance the game."
Liu Jiayi nodded, took a deep breath, and selected the game to log in.
[System prompt: Welcome to the game "Dense Forest Border Town"]
【This used to be a tropical frontier town where wars were taking place. There were dense gunfire, dirty swamps and small lakes everywhere. The jungle was full of dangerous beasts, mosquitoes and mutilated corpses, and you were responsible for cleaning the battlefield A minion that cleans up a corpse. 】
[Integral category game, the more corpses the player cleans, the more points they get, and the player with the highest points within seven days wins the game. 】
Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu: "This is a point-based game, which is different from the decryption game. Generally, there is no fixed line, only background information. To win the game, you have to rely on two parties, one of which is your own points. Obtaining a judgment, the other party is preventing others from obtaining points."
Liu Jiayi looked around for a while, inspected the environment and made a judgment: "Tropical environment, rainy and windy, rich in animal and plant species, and relatively complex terrain, we should pay attention to the interference of these factors."
As she spoke, she handed a bottle of antidote to Bai Liu.
Bai Liu drank it calmly, and the blood on his face recovered a lot: "But the difficulty of this game should not be high, and there are no players or monsters attacking us yet—let's quickly scan the book."
Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi nodded.
"If you want to go on the battlefield, it's a camouflage first." Bai Liu glanced around, "We need three sets of camouflage clothes..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of gunshots.
This is a game with a war background, and the gunshots may indicate that there is a conflict nearby.
Bai Liu, Liu Jiayi, and Tang Erda quickly found a plant cover to cover themselves, lay down on the ground, wiped some mud on their faces, held their breath and closed their eyes, pretending to be a corpse.
The hoarse roar of several people was faintly revealed from the dense gunfire, echoing in the mountains and forests:
"Spades, don't run away! You said you would lose!"
"You said that you will punish yourself three times! A man cannot speak without spades! Put down the corpse in your hand!"
"Spades stop! The outsiders are all surrounding your teammates!"
"Spades, what you are doing is crumbs! You fucking want to snatch your teammate's corpse just to win!"
A man in dark green uniform military trousers was moving quickly in the jungle. When passing by Bai Liu, this man hesitated for a while. He lowered his head and took a closer look at Bai Liu, as if to make sure whether Bai Liu was He can pick up corpses.
But before he could be sure, some people yelled and caught up with him:
"Grandpa's body is put down!!"
At this moment without hesitation, Spade hugged Bai Liu without hesitation, picked up Bai Liu and ran away, and gave her a whip without looking back.
There was a crisp "pop", and it was a male voice screaming in agony.
"—You beat your teammate hard!"
Spade turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to run forward with the two corpses in his arms, and Bai Liu, who was carried on his shoulders, slowly opened his eyes.
Other team members of Nishen United pressed spades to the side of the game pool. Although the walking posture of the group was loose and casual, passers-by still avoided it and avoided it in fear. "Look at the current situation!" Ni Shen accused Spade, "Isn't this all made by you! Playing a game in the game pool is so fierce!" Spade raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly: "They are not afraid of me, they will also be afraid of another person who brings victory. It has nothing to do with what I have done, they are simply afraid that they will not get this victory." "If these people's fear is part of winning, then let them be afraid." Spades turned his head and said indifferently. The implication is that the victory belongs to him after all, this tone is arrogant and determined. Ni Shen was speechless. Although the spade guy seems to have zero EQ, sometimes he thinks things thoroughly and sharply, which makes him sometimes want to make a fuss about these things, even if he suppresses spades. "Okay, just choose three games at random." Nishen raised his forehead helplessly, he just couldn't get spades, "let us see the effect of your solo training during this period, and let you Check out the results of our group training during this period." "...if we have the ability to restrain you." Ni Shen took a deep breath and said solemnly, "You are ready to return to the team and start serious league training." Spade nodded, he swung his black whip and hit a floating and distorted poster in the game pool. The entire team of Killer Sequence disappeared in place. the other end. Mu Sicheng crouched down and climbed on the guild building of the Killer Sequence, his sharp monkey claws dug into the wall, and the question mark-shaped tail of the capuchin monkey loomed around him, hanging from any protrusion. coming decorations and decorations. He is also wearing a chameleon-like coat, which changes color as the environment changes - this is an extraordinary-level prop obtained by Bai Liu in the game pool, and it was given to Mu Sicheng when it was allocated. And this is indeed an extremely correct allocation that made Mu Sicheng's process of sneaking into the killer sequence smooth and smooth. Several brilliant color changes and a few near-miss wanderings in the air made Mu Sicheng land firmly in a corridor next to the top floor of the Killer Sequence Guild. Mu Sicheng flicked the debris of wall plaster stuck on his nails casually, his tail retracted into his body like a drawn wire, his red pupils looked around, and raised his eyebrows in surprise What the hell is this Grand Duke going to do? Didn't take any anti-theft measures in your base camp? Isn't this waiting for someone to steal the house? But if Mu Ke, who is familiar with the development history of various guilds, is here, he will be able to explain to Mu Sicheng why the guild building of Killer Sequence is so empty and unguarded. Killer Sequence, as an upstart that only emerged last year with the help of spades, is very likely to take advantage of last year's east wind to develop and grow. However, Killer Sequence has no chance because spades can't do it. Therefore, this guild has developed in a rather barbaric state. Most of its members are high-potential newcomers who act strangely, have certain abilities, have a personality cult for spades, and do not want to be bound by the big guild. Although there is a building, the members of the Killer Sequence adhere to a dissociated state, and the Schrdinger duality members gather in this Killer Sequence building. To play in the league, they need a guild as a registration requirement, and at that time they are candidates for the guild team. If they don't play league games, then they are individual players. These new members of the Assassin Sequence Guild are very strongly influenced by spades, and they all feel that they are only here for the victory of the league, and they all feel that they are ruthless league sharks! This situation of fighting alone did not get better until Nishen was poached over - he let this group of problematic child-like members realize that only five children can be league killers, no, players. Before you become assassins, you have to do something else for the development of the guild. That's right, Nishen, a half-way tactician who was poached, was given the title of Guild Society by Spades. He not only has to worry about team training, but also manages team members who don't obey , but also worry about the development of the guild, big and small. It can be said that a tactician works as eight envoys, and they are working overtime all the time, and Spades are not paid. Under such circumstances, the security of the guild was already the last consideration for Nishenhe was working overtime both inside and outside the game, and he was about to die suddenly. And although the security of the killer sequence is poor, under the catalysis of spades, the spiritual symbol of victory, the average combat lunatic here will not let go, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited it will be. A guild with a healthy mind will basically not use the Killer Sequence. Mu Sicheng looked around carefully, and confirmed that there were not many people left behind in the building, so he quickly chose to go further and break through to a deeper place in the building. According to the general practice of the guild, there are usually two places to keep high-level props - one is the personal warehouse of the system board of the guild's dedicated warehouse keeper. The warehouse keeper not only keeps the equipment, but is also responsible for testing and maintaining the items in the weekly game. Because he keeps a large number of high-end and rare items all year round, he can be regarded as a small mobile treasury. He is tied with the weapon modifier as the two guilds with the highest secrecy. position. By the way, the top warehouse maintainer in the game belongs to Golden Dawn and their family, and it doesn't refer to a specific person, but refers to all members of this guild. I don't know what this guild does. Everyone is highly trained like a police warehouse keeper. They are especially good at keeping, guarding and storing dangerous items. Many guilds, such as the King's Guild, Kabbalah's Guild, and even Charles' Gamblers' Club have spied on the warehouse of the Golden Dawn - not necessarily to steal the other party's items, knowing what items the other party has is also a league An important column in the information. But no matter what tricks this guild uses, they all return in vain. It can be said that it is the natural enemy guild of thieves and strange thieves. Moreover, Golden Dawn seems to have reorganized the anti-theft structure of the guild again under his instructions because of the addition of a new player, Armand. A few days ago, a spy from the King's Guild was captured within minutes of the first dimension. It is no exaggeration to describe the current warehouse structure of the Golden Dawn as "solid". Mu Sicheng frowned as he walked towards the killer sequencehe felt that the warehouse structure here was somewhat similar to the information on the warehouse structure of the Golden Dawn that Wang Shun showed him before. Around him, a translucent rotating barrier separated by space slowly rotated. System prompt: A player has triggered the warehouse trap props you set! The Nishen system that just entered the game popped up such a prompt, and a team member next to him asked him what was wrong, Nishen smiled, and explained: "It's nothing, someone triggered the warehouse protection item I reserved." The team members were dumbfounded: "Someone out there dares to come to the Killer Sequence to steal something!" "I remember that our warehouse didn't have any protection?" "No one can look at the warehouse. Our guild doesn't even have a warehouse manager. Nishen, what is the protective item you left behind?" Nishen was so quarreled that one head and two big, he had to appease these curious team members loudly, and sighed helplessly: "our guild really can't allocate manpower to protect a warehouse, so I have to Using the simplest and most effective warehouse protection method." The team members were curious, and leaned over to ask: "What method?" "I contacted the director of Golden Dawn, obtained a sum of funds and a prophecy, and successfully outsourced the protection of our warehouse to him." Nishen smiled kindly, " The props I set up can be delivered directly to the warehouse of the Golden Dawn for the guests who come here." Team members: "..." ...Ni Shen, you single-handedly procured the strongest warehouse keeper... Ni Shen sighed sadly and shook his head: "I even wanted to outsource the training, but the Deer Hunters Guild, which trains the best and strictest players, doesn't accept team training outsourcing, eh..." "But I will do it myself, and you don't listen to my tactician much..." Team members: "..." ... Deer hunters believe in Spartan training! ! Their players are howling every day! ! There is no room for shit and water! It's super miserable, okay? It looks like I'm going to get kidney stones at a young age! A team member who was usually not very obedient swallowed stiffly: "You come here, we will listen to you..." Nishen looked at him with a smile: "Is it true?" All the players nodded wildly. As Mu Sicheng walked more and more, he felt that something was wrong. He stopped in time, looked around the architectural style here, moved his nose and sniffed ithow many strange and mixed things could be smelled on both sides of the bright and bright corridor? The taste, the taste of people has suddenly become complex and changeable, and there is also a trace of the cold taste of the metal door mixed in. It was very similar to what he had smelled at the headquarters of the Heresy Administration. While Mu Sicheng was sniffing, there was a blue and gold-edged butterfly resting peacefully on the window to his left, flapping its wings slowly. Mu Sicheng turned his face away, frowned and shrugged his nose, and whispered to himself: "There is still a little... the breath of flowing air..." "is the smell of the wind." The butterfly flapped its wings quickly, and the strong wind swept the narrow aisle. A vague figure was wrapped in the strong wind and merged into one, and quickly attacked Mu Sicheng at a speed invisible to the naked eye. With the help of the pressure and speed of the wind, the opponent stepped on the surrounding walls and moved, giving Mu Sicheng a hard blow like a divine help. Mu Sicheng crossed his hands and endured the blow forcefully, not to be outdone, he fought back with his claws, raised his hands and turned around, trying to grab the man's face and push him to the ground. The opponent took a deep breath, and raised his foot to kick him. Mu Sicheng's right claw bounced off the block, and he turned around to sweep the opponent's lower body. In this kind of wind, those who can't stabilize their figure are losers. The opponent jumped slightly, floated up in the air, and stuck to the wall. His breathing became lighter, and he almost merged with the wind. He couldn't detect it. A butterfly landed on his shoulder, and its wings were still flapping. Mu Sicheng smelled his breath, the faster wind, and the smell of butterfly scales. The wind suddenly became stronger, and it was so dense that it was almost invisible. Mu Sicheng's chest was hard to heave due to the huge pressure brought by the wind, he had to let go and back away, the monkey's paws firmly buckled into the wall and stabilized on the metal wall. The wind gradually dissipated. Mu Sicheng jumped down, and the man standing in front of him was standing on a messy ground, his neat short brown hair was disheveled, shining a strange light under the white light. Armand looked at Mu Sicheng flatly: "I didn't expect that we could compete again in this kind of place, Mu Sicheng." "Compare this kind of evenly matched word, doesn't it seem inaccurate?" Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows, tossed the glittering golden wing hair ornament in his hand, twirled it around on his fingers, and smiled disdainfully, " If this was in a competition, what I caught was your head instead of the hair ornament on your head?" "Really?" Armand was unmoved, he looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "that's what you told me after you fought me for the first time and stole my recording pen." "The memories of the past don't give people all the pain." Armand moved his eyes to the hair ornament, "There is also experience." Mu Sicheng was taken aback, he suddenly realized something, and wanted to throw away the hair ornament in his hand, but it was too late. The wing-shaped hair ornament in his hand exploded with a "bang", turning into a steel mesh-shaped handcuff that tightly wrapped his hands, wrists and upper arms, and he couldn't break free at all. Armand looked up at him: "You hate net restraints and handcuffs the most, so I summed it up and gave it to you as a gift." "Long time no see, Mu Sicheng." Mu Ke led Du Sanying who had done her homework to the game pool. Du Sanying's situation is better than what Mu Ke thought. Not only did he accept these things quickly, but he has played more than 52 times - he already has the qualifications for league registration. So after Mu Ke asked Du Sanying for his opinion and confirmed that he agreed to participate in the league, Mu Ke helped Du Sanying deal with the registration period for the league, and followed Bai Liu's instructions to bring Du Sanying to the game pool to practice. . Du Sanying looked at the posters swimming in the pool with fear, and looked at Mu Ke timidly: "...Which one should I choose?" "It doesn't matter which one you choose." Mu Ke patiently explained, "My basic value is enough to deal with most games in the game pool, and you are a player with full luck, the game you choose will not be harmful to you. Too dangerous." Years of "lucky" physique made Du Sanying still uneasy, he cried with a sad face: "...But I am the only one who is lucky...People around me are generally unlucky." "I know." Mu Ke politely kept a certain distance from Du Sanying, and showed him his face, "I will keep a certain distance from you to protect you, so that I will be affected the least." Mu Ke comforted him with a smile: "Although I don't look conspicuous, it's because my profession is an assassin. I'm not that weak, so don't worry." Du Sanying hesitated again and again, and finally stepped forward to choose a game, and Mu Ke jumped into it. After entering, the first thing that jumped into the ear curtains was a huge, serial impact gunshot, shooting non-stop on the ground, all the monsters around were killed, and a group of players' dead bodies. Mixed together and fell to the ground, a piece of blood and flesh, the boundary between human and monster corpses can't be distinguished, it is quite a brutal scene. Du Sanying was dumbfounded. "This game is already at the end of the customs clearance." Mu Ke was calm about this scene, and comforted Du Sanying, "It's okay, you are lucky, he came in with you The player has already cleaned up the monsters in the dungeon." Mu Ke's eyes moved to the holes of the corpses of the players who had been shot completely beyond recognition, and he squinted his eyes, afraid that Du Sanying would not be able to say a word There are also players who have been cleaned up. Looks like there's a pretty dangerous guy in this game. Du Sanying was so frightened that she burst into tears, she bit her hand: "...but this is too soon, right? I just came in..." "There are such players." Mu Ke said calmly, "This game is worthless, and I'm going to quit..." A burst of high-frequency gunshots accompanied by a joyful "woohoo" shot indiscriminately all the way from a distance. Mu Ke reacted very quickly and took props and armor to cover himself, and Du Sanying protected himself. He listened intently to the direction of the gunshots. Du Sanying was so shocked that she wanted to crawl under the armor: "Don't come near me! Something bad will happen!" The abnormal sound of the bullet hitting the prop armor quickly caught the attention of the keen shooter, but before Mu Ke could evacuate, the shooter sat on a huge spring and fell from the sky, pressing down on the place where Mu Ke and the others were hiding. Prop armor. With sharp eyes and hands, Mu Ke dragged Du Sanying to roll around and rolled out from under the armor, knelt down on one knee and took out the dagger, looked up at the person who came, and was startled. He has seen many players with weird costumes, but this player in front of him is still the type that can make people stunned when they meet at a critical moment. This player is sitting on a huge colorful spring with a height of more than three meters and a diameter of about one meter. Erlang legs are raised, feet are dangling, and a dark green sniper/shooter/gun about half a meter in length is held. The upper half of his face is A paper clown toy, drawn quite distorted, looks like a child's low-score colored lead homework in art class. The lower half of the face is painted on the skin, the red lips are too big, and the paper tool on the top together constitute a seemingly perfunctory clown makeup. The red lips were obviously smeared on by his thumbs which were stained with someone's blood. Smiling, still dripping blood scum. The exaggerated green bell-bottom trouser legs and the dark green sniper/gun were spattered with blood, internal organs and a white brain. He sat on the spring with his chin resting, tilted his head and looked down at Mu Ke's face condescendingly, the cracked arc at the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and apple green eyes leaked from the paper. "I remember your beautiful and delicate face." He said in English with a Spanish accent, his tone had a strange bloody elegance, and the tail tune that upper nobles usually dragged made him look strange Lazily, "because I saw it on my knees." "So it made a deep impression on me, and I will never forget it at first sight." He raised the sniper/strike/gun in his left hand, but halfway through, he seemed to suddenly remember something, jumped up on one foot, and stepped on the edge of the spring waddlinglylike an acrobat performing a ball stepping In that way, one hand was placed in front of the body, the other hand was placed behind the body, and they bowed down at the waist overlappingly. This is another aristocratic etiquette, which is incompatible with his current funny performance and appearance. "Father taught me that before killing an opponent, you should introduce yourself." He bent down, his tone polite and respectful, "For respect for the opponent, we should allow them to know who killed him." He raised his smiling face, but there was no smile in his eyes: "My name is Daniel, Bai Liu's most beloved godson." Daniel raised his sniper/shot/gun to Mu Ke, the smile on his face became more violent, and his attitude was casual: "As for your name, it doesn't matter." "You are not worthy of his trash, and trash doesn't need a name." "boom--!!" In the huge game pool, Bai Liu, who had taken care of everything, brought Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda to the pool. There was not a single player at the game pool. Liu Jiayi saw it and understood: "Just now a team from a big guild entered the pool, and the number of players in this guild's pool is not yet full, so other players are afraid to come." She turned her head to look at Bai Liu, her gaze fell on his hand which was tightly wrapped to stop the bleeding: "How about we avoid it too?" "When did I teach you to avoid the edge before the start of the league?" The woman's reserved and elegant voice interrupted Liu Jiayi's thoughts, and the cork high-heeled shoes sounded regular and pleasant, and she came over, "What you have to do before the game It's the edge to suppress others. Heart is wearing a bright blue satin ribbon dress with two hanging necks, her hands are wearing off-white gloves that reach the elbow, her hair is tied in a neat and delicate bun on top, and about ten centimeters of raindrops are dangling around her neck blue emerald earrings. There is a kind of classic and pleasant style. Liu Jiayi stood in front of Bai Liu: "Emperor, long time no see." Heart is also accompanied by a whole team, which is obviously in the state of collective training of the team, but this time there is an unfamiliar candidate Liu Jiayi next to her. This is an exotic girl wearing a small size, black and white nun's clothing, visually no more than 13 or 14, with blond hair and green eyes, and a pure white headgear covering her golden wavy hair, which means praying to God The cross was firmly held by her in her hand, the green eyes were more natural and pure than the floating sea waves, revealing a faint blue. Liu Jiayi only needs to glance at this girl to know that Heart is dressed up today to accompany this new team member This new team member is like a girl who walked out of a classical painting. Heart raised her hand and stroked the girl's forehead hair: "She is the new team member who replaced you. Sister, go, Phoebe, go say hello to your predecessor, and wish her success in the game." God bless." Phoebe walked to a position about one meter away from Liu Jiayi. She didn't seem to be afraid of Liu Jiayi, a well-known little witch. She bowed her knees slightly reservedly and raised the two sides of her nun's clothes to salute. Sweet as a honey delicacy. "May I bless you." Phoebe stood up, and she looked expectantly at Liu Jiayi: "You also have an older brother, don't you?" Liu Jiayi pursed her lips and glanced at Hearts, before replying: "I do have them." "I also have an older brother. Although he and I are not the same mother, we share the same fatherisn't that the same as your situation?" Phoebe smiled like an angel, "He betrayed me just like your brother I, betrayed my family." "But I don't blame him, I forgive him, God forgives everything." Liu Jiayi stopped talking, and she watched Phoebe alertly and silently, with invisible thorns erected on her body. Phoebe ignored Liu Jiayi's hostility, as if she couldn't hold back her emotions, she stepped forward and grabbed Liu Jiayi's hands and put them on her heart, her beautiful, ocean-like blue-green eyes were full of love looked at her with kindness and kindness. "We are so similar, maybe we should be related by blood, brother, sister, or whatever, I always dreamed of being friends with you!" Phoebe smiled, she smiled sincerely And happiness, "You are my favorite player." Her eyes sparkled: "I will definitely win the game and bring you God-given happiness." Liu Jiayi shook her hand in amazement and backed away, Bai Liu took advantage of the situation to block in front of her, and looked up at Heart. Heart nodded slightly and smiled: "Phoebe has always liked Jiayi, she is actually better than Jiayi, but she voluntarily served as Jiayi's substitute, just to make friends with Jiayi." "But it's a pity that this friendship is before it sprouts." Heart's eyes fell on Liu Jiayi meaningfully, "The child she likes ran away." "Really?" Bai Liu was unmoved, "Then you didn't love Phoebe before, why?" "Because I'm not stable enough, my brother is still alive, sometimes he does some annoying and embarrassing things that will affect my emotions and affect my performance." Phoebe sighed distressedly, clasped her hands tightly Holding hands, praying sincerely, "God bless, if he dies sooner, he will be fine." Such a natural girl said such words with full of expectation, the impact on people is obviously greatfor example, Qi Yifang who was standing in front of the heart covered her mouth and shed tears . This is not the teammate he wanted, it looks so white, God bless it and talk about it every day, but it is so black that even their teammates are pitiful... woo woo woo. When Heart took Phoebe to leave for training, Phoebe was still turning around and reluctantly waved goodbye to Liu Jiayi, her eyes were full of sadness: "Goodbye little witch, I hope God will let me have you in my dreams tonight." Liu Jiayi silently covered her arm with goosebumps. "Oh, by the way, if you see my brother, I hope you can help me. He was killed." Phoebe said nonchalantly, as if she was acting like a spoiled child, she asked others to help deal with the one that scratched her. Obedient pet cat, "His name is Daniel, he is a fool, he likes to play clown." When Heart leaves, Bai Liu pats Liu Jiayi's head: "Heart is here to disturb your mood, so don't worry about it until we know the specific information about this nun, let's advance the game." Liu Jiayi nodded, took a deep breath, and selected the game to log in. System prompt: Welcome to the game "Dense Forest Border Town" This used to be a tropical frontier town where wars were taking place. There were dense gunfire, dirty swamps and small lakes everywhere. The jungle was full of dangerous beasts, mosquitoes and mutilated corpses, and you were responsible for cleaning the battlefield A minion that cleans up a corpse. Integral category game, the more corpses the player cleans, the more points they get, and the player with the highest points within seven days wins the game. Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu: "This is a point-based game, which is different from the decryption game. Generally, there is no fixed line, only background information. To win the game, you have to rely on two parties, one of which is your own points. Obtaining a judgment, the other party is preventing others from obtaining points." Liu Jiayi looked around for a while, inspected the environment and made a judgment: "Tropical environment, rainy and windy, rich in animal and plant species, and relatively complex terrain, we should pay attention to the interference of these factors." As she spoke, she handed a bottle of antidote to Bai Liu. Bai Liu drank it calmly, and the blood on his face recovered a lot: "But the difficulty of this game should not be high, and there are no players or monsters attacking us yetlet's quickly scan the book." Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi nodded. "If you want to go on the battlefield, it's a camouflage first." Bai Liu glanced around, "We need three sets of camouflage clothes..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of gunshots. This is a game with a war background, and the gunshots may indicate that there is a conflict nearby. Bai Liu, Liu Jiayi, and Tang Erda quickly found a plant cover to cover themselves, lay down on the ground, wiped some mud on their faces, held their breath and closed their eyes, pretending to be a corpse. The hoarse roar of several people was faintly revealed from the dense gunfire, echoing in the mountains and forests: "Spades, don't run away! You said you would lose!" "You said that you will punish yourself three times! A man cannot speak without spades! Put down the corpse in your hand!" "Spades stop! The outsiders are all surrounding your teammates!" "Spades, what you are doing is crumbs! You fucking want to snatch your teammate's corpse just to win!" A man in dark green uniform military trousers was moving quickly in the jungle. When passing by Bai Liu, this man hesitated for a while. He lowered his head and took a closer look at Bai Liu, as if to make sure whether Bai Liu was He can pick up corpses. But before he could be sure, some people yelled and caught up with him: "Grandpa's body is put down!!" At this moment without hesitation, Spade hugged Bai Liu without hesitation, picked up Bai Liu and ran away, and gave her a whip without looking back. There was a crisp "pop", and it was a male voice screaming in agony. "You beat your teammate hard!" Spade turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to run forward with the two corpses in his arms, and Bai Liu, who was carried on his shoulders, slowly opened his eyes.
