I Became a God in a Horror Game: 169, rose factory

"...If this person is really a player of the King's Guild League team, with this skill and individual combat ability, then I guess I have seen some of this year's single player competitions. I predict that this person should be stable in the top five." of..."

"Who the **** is he? I've searched the entire video library, but I haven't seen any of his videos, but it's so ridiculously strong that it's impossible not to have a name, but this player has selected his panel to be visible only to himself, I Now I am scratching my head and wondering what his board level is!"

A person wearing a top hat, a well-groomed suit, and several large shiny diamond rings, but strangely wearing a layer of white gloves under the rings, stood at the end of the bustling audience. Holding a black lacquered wooden civilized stick, he raised his head and looked at Tang Erda's small TV.

The man's finger holding the oval head of the Civilization Staff moved a bit, as if thinking about it, he kept tapping, and finally smiled with his lips: "There are a lot of dark horses this year."

He randomly pulled out half a white chest scarf from his chest, but the white chest scarf seemed to be magical, and it was pulled out one by one one by one. Different patterns, with different player pencil-drawn heads on it, and the head on the one that was pulled out last is a spade.

If Wang Shun was here, he would be able to quickly recognize the identity of this low-key, unknown to most players, and strangely dressed audience—this is what Wang Shun is looking for, and he thinks he can crack the white willow. The person who was besieged by the king's guild—the president of the fifth guild [Gamblers Club], Charles.

President Charles’s skill status is called [Magician on the Gambling Table]. What this person usually likes to do most is to look for dark horse players who may appear in the league, and then invest in training the opponent, so that the opponent can gradually grow into strength. Strong, and finally shined in the league.

At the same time, during the league, the guild leader will place sky-high bets on the [dark horse] he has trained and selected. Relying on the opponent's amazing performance in the game, the guild leader will also serve as the investment behind it. Those who win the [Dark Horse] round win the bet and get a large amount of points.

To put it simply, the chairman of the [Gamblers Club]’s favorite way of gambling is [horse betting]. )superior.

For example, now, the president is constantly pulling out the pencil drawing on each square scarf from his breast pocket, which is the annual league champion.

The **** on the last square is last year's league champion.

And speaking of it, there is another origin that is unknown to outsiders. When Spade was a rookie, with the strong support of the president, he succeeded in winning the championship and chose Spade as the betting horse Charles. Relying on the stunning performance of spades all the way to beat all the league players, they made a lot of money in all the league games where spades appeared.

But the odds of spades this year have been pulled too low, almost no one will bet on spades to lose, and all bets on spades will win.

In such a one-sided game, even if they win, the winner will not earn many points.

As a gambler who hopes to make a lot of money from one gamble, Charles will naturally not be satisfied with a [dark horse] with low odds. Sexual 【Dark Horse】.

Only such a dark horse can give him a high return-this is the essence of a gambler, so the president came out to look for a new [dark horse] shortly after the start of this year's league support season.

The big guilds have some information bases that are not known to outsiders, such as Wang Shun of the Heart Guild, and the Gamblers Club also has such information bases.

The weirdly dressed magician president rummaged through his suit pocket for a while, and after a long time, he pulled out a bright rose red silk scarf. He exhaled with a smile: " Found it."

On the front of the silk scarf is a pencil drawing of Tang Erda. The appearance of Tang Erda on the pencil drawing looks younger and more serious than now, but he is not in good condition. He is wearing a blood-stained uniform of the Administration Bureau. His eyes were wounded, his eyes were empty and loose, but in the direct gaze, his eyes seemed to be filled with a kind of floating hatred and despair, appearing decadent and crazy.

There is a small golden trophy under the right chest of Tang Erda in the painting, and laurel branches symbolizing the championship are painted on the left and right sides of the trophy.

On the back of the silk scarf, some information is written in a very strange hieroglyphic characters, which cannot be understood by any general players in the game, but after Charles squinted his eyes for a while, he said interestingly I looked at Tang Erda's small TV:

"No wonder I feel familiar, so it's you, the withered rose hunter." Charles lowered his hat and smiled more meaningfully, "Time traveler, the former champion of other world lines, let me take a look at that time line Here, how those foolish people who witnessed you taking the trophy cheered for you, the savior they thought could take them out of the game—"

His finger touched the silk scarf and slid down, and he saw Tang Erda's support slogan: "——The legendary hunter who killed monsters with a hundred shots to save the people, the steel fist has no ears, and the sharp gun Tang Erda." (Here the slogan of Li Shuwen, a sharpshooter of the Qing Dynasty is used)

When Charles saw Tang Erda's support slogan, his smile became more and more ambiguous: "[If I win, I will end this game, protect every innocent person and let you leave the game successfully]."

"It's too naive." Charles casually kneaded the rose-colored silk scarf with Tang Erda into a ball and squeezed it into his palm, and the scarf disappeared. "How many people who enter this game are What about the innocent?"

"A player who cannot agree on the purpose and the method used, even if he wins in the end, will go crazy because he can't achieve his goal."

In short, he is not suitable as his dark horse. He likes players who are more utilitarian and understand what they are doing and what they can get.

The magician unhurriedly pulled the hand down, and when the silk scarf was pulled out from between his fingers, it turned into a bouquet of roses and exploded in his palm. in full bloom.

Charles handed him the bouquet of flowers casually. He was startled by the "bang" just now. A female audience in front of him was cheering for Tang Er. He half bent down and smiled and said, "Sorry for disturbing you Watched it, but this player's small TV is better to watch with this bouquet of roses, for you, ma'am."

Before the female audience accepted the bouquet of roses in a daze, the strange magician disappeared before she could react. She looked down at the roses in her arms, and her face became strange.

The roses that were still in full bloom that were handed to her just now are all starting to wither.

But she didn't forget this strange person very quickly, because more exciting things attracted her attention, she held her breath nervously, and looked at Tang Erdo's small TV, which was doing calculations.

[System Prompt: Player *** (Because the player chooses not to disclose his name, so he will be blocked)]

【Add 10107 people to like the small TV of player ***, add 0 people to favorite small TV of player *** (the player prohibits viewers from collecting his small TV), 7003 people charge 10102 points for player *** 】

【18020 new people are watching the player***s small TV, congratulations to the player for getting 10,000 likes in one minute! Ten thousand points! You are raved about by the audience! 】

[Congratulations to player *** for getting the promotion position and entering the core promotion position on the central screen. The number of views is increasing rapidly...]

"Promoted! The third-level game is promoted! A good start!"

"I rely on who is this person? He is so strong and so mysterious. The name panel is hidden, and no one else is allowed to collect it..."

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Looking back to Bai Liu's small TV.

Unlike Tang Erda's cheering and shocking promotion scene, the situation on Bailiu's side is a bit bleak.

Not only is he fighting hard with Liu Jiayi, but it seems that he is just delaying the time until the next time Liu Jiayi's skills are refilled and then continues to delay. I can't see any confidence in the confrontation, and I just barely survived. Such a cowardly and cowering posture, even if Even if there were audiences on Bailiu's side, they would be disappointed.

Not to mention that there is no audience, only a group of people who hope that Bai Liu will die early and be reborn soon.

"It's a waste of the witch's ability, and I don't know why the witch ran after him..."

"Didn't he say that he is a control player? He has controlled the witch, but it is too useless for a witch to play like this. The guild has never made her work so hard when bringing a witch to a large group. How retarded is she?" Thinking of delaying time... don't let the witch block your gun again! It's a man standing in front of her to protect her!!"

The group of middle-level guild players who were watching the show in the front row were in a hurry, and they couldn't wait to take Bai Liu's place.

Different from most of the grassroots players who are sour Bailiu, many of the intermediate players in the King's Guild were promoted by Liu Jiayi's treatment benefits.

Liu Jiayi has a good sense of operation and good consciousness. Hearts often don't care much about the lives of players in the guild. They will let a large number of people play the third-level game together. Screen out senior players, and then screen out reserve members of the league.

So for many members, they are more afraid of Heart, the ruthless president, than they are in awe.

Under the practice of raising Gu like hearts, the existence of the little witch is especially precious.

Liu Jiayi has a strong ability to control the group and stabilize the treatment line. On the premise of ensuring the game is cleared, she will do her best to get everyone out of the game.

For many middle-level players who are not very strong, their lives are really given by Liu Jiayi, and Liu Jiayi is their life-saving talisman. They really have deep feelings for Liu Jiayi.

When the age of the little witch is unknown, these players regard the little witch as a goddess. When the age of the little witch is clear, these people are vying to be the brother and father of the little witch.

Now that this group of people sees the little witch running away with Bai Liu, it is equivalent to their own baby sister (daughter) being abducted by the big villain Bai Liu. They can be said to have a sworn feud with Bai Liu , to sum up Bai Liu's mood is - I wish I could crush Bai Liu on the spot, and then **** the witch Liu Jiayi back.

But now, the little witch held in the palm of their hand works diligently and hard for Bai Liu, protects Bai Liu earnestly, exhausts her physical strength until her little face turns pale without even uttering a single complaint, how do they feel? It's just...

Even if they hated Bai Liu so much that they didn't give Bai Liu a single like or point, many of them were quietly watching the little witch's TV, secretly charging her with likes, and begging their father to tell grandma. Hope she's ok.