I Became a God in a Horror Game: 273, Jungle Frontier (150+151+152)

The other team members of the Nishen United team 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!"

Spades raised their 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 **** guy seems to have zero EQ, sometimes he thinks things thoroughly and sharply, which makes him sometimes want to use these things to make a fuss and suppress **** Will not work.

"Okay, let's choose three games at random." Nishen raised his forehead helplessly, he had no choice but to take spades, "—let us see the effect of your solo training during this period, Let you also test the results of our group training during this period."

"...If we have the ability to restrain you." Nishen took a deep breath and said solemnly, "You are ready to return to the team and start serious league training."

Spades nodded, he swiped his black whip and hit a swimming and distorted poster in the game pool.

The entire team of Killer Sequence disappeared in place.

The other end.

Mu Sicheng lowered his body 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 on the wall Any unexpected 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 is given to Mu Si when it is allocated. Sincerely.

And this is indeed an extremely correct allocation, making 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 allowed Mu Sicheng to land firmly in a corridor next to the top floor of the Killer Sequence Guild.

Mu Sicheng casually shook off the debris of wall ash stuck on his nails, his tail retracted into his body like a gathered wire, his red pupils looked around, and raised his eyebrows in surprise——

——What the **** is this Grand Duke doing? 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 well why the guild building of Killer Sequence is so empty and unguarded.

Killer Sequence, as an upstart who only rose to prominence last year with the help of spades, is very likely to take advantage of last year's east wind to develop and grow, and secure the top spot in the first guild-this is a matter of course, all guilds will want to do.

But the killer sequence, there is no way to do it——because spades don't do it.

So this guild has developed in a rather barbaric state. Most of the members here are strange, have certain abilities, have a personality cult for spades, and do not want to be bound by the big guild and have high potential. newcomer.

Although there is a building, the members of the Killer Sequence maintain a state of dissociation, and the members of the Schrödinger duality 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 in the league, then they are individual players.

This newcomer's Killer Sequence guild members are very strongly influenced by spades. They all feel that they are here to win the league, and they all feel that they are in the ruthless league. Shark!

This situation of fighting alone did not get better until Nishen was poached - he made this group of problematic child-like members realize that only five children can be league killers, no, players.

Before you become killers, you have to do something else for the development of the guild.

——That’s right, Nishen, a half-way tactician who was poached, was dismissed by Spades and put on the hat of [Guild Association], not only to worry about team training, but also management. The team members have to 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.

In this case, the security of the guild is already the last consideration for Nishen—he is working overtime both inside and outside the game, and he is about to die suddenly.

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 he will be.

Guilds with a healthy head 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 deeper into 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 is not only responsible for keeping the equipment, but 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 one of the two guilds alongside the weapon modifier Most confidential job.

By the way, the top warehouse maintenance worker in the game belongs to Golden Dawn, and it doesn't refer to a certain person, but refers to all members of this guild.

I don't know what this guild is doing. Everyone is highly trained like a police warehouse manager, and 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 warehouses of the Golden Dawn - not necessarily to steal the other party's items, but to know what the other party has Props are also an important column in league 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 guild's anti-theft structure 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.

Behind 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 gave 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 props 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 protection item do you keep?"

Ni Shen was quarreled so loudly that he had to appease these curious team members loudly, and sighed helplessly: "——our guild really has no way to allocate manpower to protect a warehouse, so I had to use 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 Dear, "The props I set up can be delivered directly to the warehouse of Golden Dawn for the guests who come."

The team members: "..."

...Naishen, you single-handedly prostituted the strongest warehouse keeper...

Naishen 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 me as a tactician..."

The team members: "..."

…The deer hunter believes in Spartan training! ! Their players are howling every day! ! There is no room for **** 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..."

Naishen looked at him with a smile: "Is it true?"

All the team members nodded wildly.

Mu Sicheng felt that something was wrong as he walked more and more, he stopped in time, looked around the architectural style here, moved his nose to take a good smell - how much could be smelled on both sides of the bright and bright corridor A strange and mixed smell, the taste of people has suddenly become complex and changeable, and there is also a trace of the cold taste of the metal door that is absent.

——It was very similar to what he had smelled at the headquarters of the Heresy Administration.

While Mu Sicheng was sniffing, a blue and gold-edged butterfly was safely parked 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..."

"——It's the smell of wind."

The butterfly flapped its wings rapidly, 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.

Using 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 paw flicked away, and he turned around to sweep away the opponent's lower body.

In this kind of wind, the one who can't stabilize his figure is the loser.

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.

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 wind gradually dissipated.

Mu Sicheng jumped down, and the person facing him was standing on a messy ground, his neat short brown hair was disheveled, shining a strange light under the white light.

Amande looked at Mu Sicheng at the same level: "I didn't expect that we could compete again in this kind of place, Mu Sicheng."

"It seems inaccurate to compare such evenly matched words, right?" 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 watched Mu Sicheng calmly, "—that's what you told me after you fought me for the first time and stole my record pen. "

"——The memories of the past don't give people all the pain." Armand moved his eyes to the hair ornament, "There is still experience."

Mu Sicheng was startled, 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.

Amande 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."

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Mu Ke led Du Sanying who had done her homework to the game pool.

Du Sanying's situation is a bit better than 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 deadline for league registration, and brought Du Sanying here according to Bai Liu's instructions. Game pool to practice hands.

Du Sanying fearfully looked at the posters swimming in the pool, and timidly looked at Mu Ke: "...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 lucky value. The game you choose will not It is too harmful to oneself."

Years of "lucky" physique made Du Sanying still uneasy. He cried and said with a mournful 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 of."

Muke 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, but finally stepped forward to choose a game, and Mu Ke took advantage of the opportunity to jump in.

After entering, the first thing that jumps into the ear curtains is a huge, continuous impact gunshot, shooting non-stop on the ground, all the monsters around are killed, and a group of players The unrepentant corpses were mixed together and fell to the ground, **** and bloody, the boundary between human and monster corpses could not be distinguished, it was quite a brutal scene.

Du Sanying was dumbfounded.

"This game is already at the end of the game." Mu Ke was calm about this scene, and comforted Du Sanying, "It's okay, you are lucky, I came in with you ‌The other players have 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, fearing that Du Sanying wouldn't say a word for fear of scaring him. Mouth - and players have also been cleaned up.

Looks like there's a pretty dangerous guy in this game.

Du Sanying was so frightened that she burst into tears and bit her hand: "...but this is too fast, 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 used props and armor to block himself, and Du Sanying protected himself Below him, 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 bullets hitting the prop armor quickly attracted the attention of the keen shooter, but before Mu Ke could evacuate, the shooter fell from the sky on a huge spring and pressed down on Mu Ke Prop armor for them to hide from.

Mu Ke quickly dragged Du Sanying to roll around from under the armor, got down on one knee, 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 colored spring more than three meters high and about one meter in diameter, with his legs up and his feet dangling, holding a dark green sniper gun about half a meter in the upper half. The face is a paper clown toy, drawn quite distorted, like a child's low-scoring 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 stained with someone's blood. Looking at his smile, he was still dripping blood scum.

The exaggerated green flared 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, tilting his head and looking 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 hole.

"I remember your beautiful and delicate face." He said in English mixed with a Spanish accent, his tone had a strange **** elegance, and the tail tone that upper nobles used to draw made him seem Some lazily said, "—because I saw it on my knees."

"So I was deeply impressed and unforgettable at first sight."

He raised the sniper/shooter/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 Acting like stepping on a ball, put one hand in front of the body, one hand on the body, and 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, one should introduce oneself." 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 pointed his sniper/shot/gun at 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, trash does not need a name."

"Boom!"

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In the huge game pool, after dealing with everything, Bai Liu brought Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda to the side of the pool.

There is not a single player in 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 is not yet full, so other players dare not come."

She turned her head to look at Bai Liu, her eyes 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. What we have to do is to suppress the edge of others."

Hearts is wearing a bright blue satin ribbon dress with two hanging necks, with off-white gloves that reach the elbows on both hands, and her hair is tied into a neat and delicate bun on the top, shaking around her neck for about ten 10 cm raindrop-shaped sapphire earrings.

There's something classic and pleasant about it.

Liu Jiayi stood in front of Bai Liu: "Emperor, long time no see."

Hearts is also following the 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 costume, visually no more than 13 or 14, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a pure white headgear covering her golden and wavy hair, expressing her appearance She held the cross praying to God firmly in her hands, and the green eyes were more pure than the floating sea waves, revealing a faint blue.

Liu Jiayi only needs to take a look at this girl, and she knows that Heart is dressed 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 bless her Get the blessing of God in the game."

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. The voice is beautiful and sweet, like honey delicacy.

"May I bless you."

Phoebe stood up, and she looked at Liu Jiayi expectantly: "You also have an older brother, don't you?"

Liu Jiayi pursed her lips and took a look at Hearts, before replying, "I do."

"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 is like your brother They also betrayed me and my family."

"But I don't blame him, I forgive him, God forgives all."

Liu Jiayi stopped talking, 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, holding those beautiful, ocean-like blue-green Eyes looked at her with love 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 laughed, she smiled ‌Sincere and happy, "You are my favorite player."

Her eyes sparkle: "I will definitely win the game, and bring you God-given happiness."

Liu Jiayi twitched her hand in amazement and backed away, Bai Liu took advantage of the situation and stood in front of her, looking up at Heart.

Hearts 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 the germination." Heart's eyes fell on Liu Jiayi, "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, and sometimes he does some annoying and embarrassing things that will affect my emotions and affect my performance." Phoebe sighed distressedly, He crossed his hands and prayed sincerely, "God bless, if he dies sooner."

A young girl in such a natural state said such words with full expectation, the impact on people is obviously very large—for example, Qi Yifang, who was standing in front of the heart, could already hear it. Mouth tears.

This is not the teammate he wants. It looks so white, and God blesses 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 waving 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." A disobedient pet cat, "His name is Daniel, he is a fool, he likes to play clown."

Heart left, Bai Liu patted Liu Jiayi's head: "Heart is here to disturb your emotions, 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 sinister beasts, mosquitoes and mutilated corpses, and you are A soldier responsible for cleaning the battlefield and clearing corpses. 】

[Integral 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, two parties must rely on one party to participate in the game." It is your own points that are judged, and 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 Bai Liu a bottle of antidote.

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 coming to attack us yet - quickly scan the book."

Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi nodded.

"If you're going to be on the battlefield, you need to 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 a few people faintly penetrated the dense gunfire, echoing in the mountains and forests:

"Spades, don't run away! You said you will lose!"

"You said that you will punish yourself three times! Being a man can't 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 **** want to win and **** your teammate's corpse!"

A man in dark green uniform military trousers was moving quickly in the jungle. When passing by Bai Liu, the man hesitated for a while. He lowered his head to observe Bai Liu closely, as if he was sure Is Bai Liu a corpse he can pick up?

But before he could be sure, some people from ‌ ‌ yelled and chased after him:

"Grandpa's body is put down!!"

In such a moment without hesitation, Spades hugged Bai Liu without hesitation, carried Bai Liu on his shoulders, and ran, throwing his hands and giving Bai Liu a whip without looking back.

There was a crisp "pop", and it was a male voice screaming in agony.

"——You beat your teammates hard!"

Spades turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to run forward with the two corpses in its arms. Bai Liu, who was carried on his shoulders, slowly opened his eyes.