Thriller Paradise Chapter 460: Emergency maintenance
Inside the world, zone Z001. m
"Hehehe..." A wretched laughter sounded, and Woody's figure suddenly appeared in front of Zero.
"I finally saw you." The image of No. 0 at this time has become a mess of garbled characters. It seems to be an Atari 2600 (a game console released in October 1977, which became an electronic game machine when it became popular that year). The characters in the representative console of the second generation of the game are average, with almost invisible human figures.
"It sounds like you are looking forward to meeting me." Woody continued.
"My mood at the moment is the same as those of human beings who desire to talk to God." Zero replied, "No matter how outstanding and different I am in this dimension... I am still helpless. , Ignorant..." He stared at Woody, "Only the Creator can answer all my questions."
"Then do you know... what is the creator's greatest hobby?" Woody replied.
No.Zero did not answer. He really didn't understand the meaning of the other party's question, but judging from the content and context, it might be a question or a simple tease.
"Hehehe...you guessed it right." Woody smiled, "I'm going to ask and answer myself." He seemed to be able to tell the other person's thoughts easily, "But after knowing your judgment, I You can also choose not to speak."
"I see..." Zero was silent for a few seconds, and replied, "The greatest pleasure of the creator is...to play with everything he creates."
"Hehehe..." Woody said, "You understand it very quickly."
"It seems...I can't ask anything from your mouth." Zero said, "But...you will still tell me something...I'need' to know..."
"Yes, listen carefully..." Woody said solemnly. "Feng Bujue has already been on Lut's side."
"What?" The zero is obviously startled, "What does this mean?"
"Can't you understand such a simple sentence?" Woody asked rhetorically.
"But he is human..."
"Ha... what about then?"
Number zero, fell silent again...
After a while. He just said: "I know what to do..."
"Very good." Woody said here, raising his right hand, "I will give you a ride."
"Slap" snapped his fingers, and the number was broken into a ball of pixels, missing.
Two seconds later, another person's voice sounded not far from Woody's side, "Hehe... embarrassed~" Vincent said in a mocking tone.
"Well...this time, I really miscalculated..." Woody said in a deep voice, "Feng Bujue, this guy. It really did it..."
"The reason you chose him..." Vincent continued, "Isn't it because he did everything? Hahaha..."
"To sum it up...I'm the one who binds myself?" Woody said.
"Haha..." Vincent smiled without answering, and changed the subject, "Actually, I think...as early as half a month ago, when he began to investigate various'supernatural things' secretly. You should have something I noticed it."
"That's something. I do know..." Woody continued, "And I didn't know it from Assas... It was told to me by the'Jiuke'..."
"Oh..." Vincent said, "In other words, he, a mortal without any superpowers, has successfully tracked down the local government's Secret agency."
"Yeah...I thought it was a normal reaction after meeting me." Woody pushed his glasses, "Hehehe...Now it seems that he is doing this for himself in the future. Prepare for possible anti-human behavior..."
"That's the end of the matter. Why didn't you just obliterate Rutte?" Vincent said, "Anyway, her life and death have nothing to do with the gambling."
"But if you do that..." Woody said, "Don't I mean surrendering?" He paused, "Hehehe... Besides, the situation today is more interesting..."
"Play a game with the person you bet on outside..." Vincent said, "Don't you two feel tired?"
"Hey..." Woody smiled, "If Feng Bujue is here, he will answer you in unison with me...not tired."
"Perhaps... he has already seen through your thoughts, so he will act like this without scruples." Vincent said, "If you don't kill Root, you are completely within his calculations."
"That's the best." Woody said, "Otherwise, how can I be my opponent?" A white light flashed on his glasses. "In the future, if he can really liberate a derivative... Then I will bow down. , Not only will I not stop him, but I will do my best to help."
"Okay..." Vincent shrugged and smiled, "Don't talk about helping others, right now, how do you deal with this mess?"
"Hehehe..." Woody's expression returned to wretchedness again, "Don't worry, the solution...I already thought about it."
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In addition to the script, in each broadcast area...
"What's the matter? Why is the screen black?"
"Who actually won?"
"This game is too inexplicable, right? What is the derivative?"
"Crazy not knowing it should be the same as SS, but can I get points?"
"Why haven't those dead players come out yet? Is something wrong?"
When the intense fighting stopped, people's adrenaline levels also dropped. After calming down, many anomalies in the game... also emerged one by one.
"Huh? Look, the host is here."
As the audience was talking and the atmosphere gradually became weird, Pan Feng and Hua Xiong appeared on the big screen again.
"Uh... viewers." Pan Feng said, "Now announce the final results...and..." He hesitated, judging from the focus of his eyes, he should be staring at an inscription outside the camera. The machine is reading the manuscript, "...and an emergency announcement."
"The dust has settled on all the events of this'Peak Contest'." Hua Xiong said by the side, his condition is similar to that of his partner. There was a faint cold sweat on their faces, as if they were being forced to broadcast by guns, "The ultimate champion is... the player of the Star Society-[Tianma Xingkong]."
"What?"
The audience was in an uproar, and even the players in the celestial broadcast area found it very difficult to understand, because Xiao Ma had never killed any player. From beginning to end... He only assisted in the battle with Y2-Shining, and double-killed Root in the Gemini mode.
"The rankings of the second to tenth places are respectively..." Hua Xiong looked at the inscription machine, and then read down, "[Drunk Lying], [Yan Mo], [No Swordsman], [Matcha Cake] , [The corpse knife is king], [Uncle Waste Chai], [I’m not afraid of it], [Shiva], and... [Crazy Unconscious]."
"What's the matter?"
"How is this sorted? Heaven-swallowing ghost didn't make the top ten?"
"The corpse knife is obviously not the king, can't beat the uncle Fu Chai, how can it be ahead of him?"
"The matcha pastry can be fifth? Can you kill her with one hand without knowing it?"
Confusion quickly turned into dissatisfaction.
But the more unsatisfactory content...just the beginning...
"Due to the emergence of derivatives..." Pan Feng's voice was trembling, "The hidden world view of the script was forcibly activated..."
"What? Where does the hidden worldview of the game come from? What does the mandatory start mean?"
"Speaking of which...what exactly is a derivative?"
The audience yelled, as if their own voices could really be conveyed to the screen.
"The original scoring rules were invalidated when the derivatives invaded..." Pan Feng continued. "The current ranking rules are... the battle points earned by the players in the process of fighting against the derivatives."
Hua Xiong finished the conversation and continued: "The rankings of the 11th to 30th and the 31st to 50th, please check the official website after 6 o'clock this morning." He paused. "The prizes of the competition will be entered within three working days. It will be sent to the player's mailbox by mail; the skill value reward will be entered into the account when the player logs in the next time, please check it out."
"Now...an emergency announcement..." Pan Feng continued, "The server will be shut down within five minutes of real time."
"Hello...what's the situation?" The audience was about to lose control. "There are still many players who haven't watched the game. They are still reading the script! The finalists are still in the script now, right?"
"From now on, the queuing system of all modes has been locked." Pan Feng's next words explained these issues, "Players in the scenario will be automatically disconnected after the current scenario ends."
Hua Xiong continued: "As you can see, there was an unexpected situation in the'Peak Contest' just now. This scene. It is the first'world ** piece' of [Thriller Paradise]-a derivative Invaded'."
As soon as these words came out, the players became quiet again.
"Every time the world of Thriller Paradise goes through a similar'big event', it will change drastically..." Hua Xiong himself is also reading the text, so his expression is also changing with the content. "Server Version adjustments will be made according to the impact of the event..."
"Huh?"
"No way?"
"What's the situation? Is it going to be updated?"
"Where is there such a game that does not say hello before the version update?"
In just a few words, these spectators have thrown the results of the game out of the sky... Well, who is the champion has a relationship with them?
But...the game is closed and a new version is opened, but it is closely related to them.
"Therefore...the'open beta' of Thrillerland is now over." Hua Xiong continued, "This server upgrade is expected to take about three working days. After the server is turned on again, the game will enter official operation. Phase, the version number is V1.10-the invasion of derivatives."
Pan Fengdao: "Regarding the details of the new version, please pay close attention to the official website patch announcements in recent days."
After reading the manuscript, the two looked at each other, their expressions extremely nervous.
Two seconds later, the screen was cut off, and a prompt that looked like an explosion countdown appeared on the screen: [It is still until the server is shut down: 47:14]
This time is undoubtedly "game time", so there is plenty of time.
"Playing with this hand again...have you made a mistake?"
"Yes, yeah, this is the case when the closed beta is transferred to the open beta. If you want to close the server, you can close the server. There is no prior notice at all."
"Cut...you just don't know how to pretend to understand. At the time of the closed beta...it was because the brave of Order Studio had reached the upper limit of the level without fear, so the server was urgently closed."
"In fact, this is fine, if too many details of the version update are announced in advance, it will cause price fluctuations, studio stocks, or other problems."
"That's right. When I played other games before, the game company announced that it would open the server transfer function a week in advance. As a result, that week was full of scammers, cursing people, and black equipment."
"Eh? How are the players in the finals? Are they really dead in the script?"
"What do you think? How could it be possible? People have said that this is a'world **piece', just like Angela opens the door, the Lich King invades, and Deathwing is raging in a certain game... …The contestants did not turn into white light, it must be a special effect of a special script."
"Yes, yes, the derivative is definitely the same, that is, the setting is different from the general script, just like the Four Pillar God, it belongs to that kind of relatively grand setting."
"Wow, aren't we lucky enough to witness a scene that is difficult to replicate?"
A simple broadcast successfully shifted the focus of the players' attention...Most people agreed with the official statement.
They began to talk enthusiastically about the previous war, and they were full of expectations for the upcoming new version...
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Look at the script again...
The corpses of those dead players, at the moment Lut was dragged into the blast tunnel...have begun to turn into white light and dissipate.
When these players were asked about this experience afterwards, they all said... their memory only stayed at the moment they were killed. After that, it seemed that after only a second, they arrived in the landing space. The above is the same as death in other scripts, there is no difference.
The remaining players in the city, Wang Tanzhi, Tuntian Guixiao, Shiva, Yama, Vishnu, and Matcha Crisp, have also withdrawn from the script.
Xiao Tan retreated the fastest. He was a very innocent person. Because Jue brother shouted "Everyone! Get out of the script!", so he did.
Although the matcha cake in the distance was unclear about the situation on the battlefield, she left quickly without risking staying under the reminder of the "invisible demon".
The three gods did not immediately quit. They also considered a little bit about the points of the game... but this idea was quickly dispelled. Because when they opened the game menu again to confirm, they found that the original scoring rules had disappeared. As a result, the three also gave up the idea of killing each other or giving Guixiao a knife, and soon withdrew from the script.
As for Guixiao... He lay depressed on the ground for a long time, until the people around him could walk and retreat, and his own unwillingness was slightly calmed down, and he left sadly.
On the side of the spinners... Twenty-three, Red Iron and Lingfeng seem to have no intention to communicate more with other players. They have completed their mission. The next thing to do is to return to the inner world, in terms of time. They are also not allowed to stay for too long.
Not long ago...this messy battlefield returned to tranquility.
The evening breeze is blowing by...
Nine different strange shadows ~IndoMTL.com~ appeared here.
"Is it over..." the penitent groaned.
The Inspector continued: "Well... the alien travelers and the derivatives have left, and the remaining three seem to be moving towards a dimensional channel."
"Next..." Zhan Ling turned his head and said to Duo Ling, "What should we do?"
"The head of the demons may return at any time..." The bloodthirsty prompted, "In my opinion..."
"Retreat." The soul-draining interrupted it. Of course, its words were exactly what the bloodthirsty had thought in his heart.
"The chief..." The insight person answered, "After we go back, how should we explain to the "king"..."
"Don't worry about it...I have a sense of measure." Diaoling responded, and suddenly, he seemed to have heard something, "Um...Speaking of...the crazy kid...seems to be holding I haven't returned my things..."
The bloodthirsty laughed, and looked at Duoling sympathetically: "Do you really think he will pay it back..."