Chapter 33 Perfect New World (Part 3)

As for the number of dirty things, just through the darkness, it went from one to two.

Moreover, their situation was exactly the same as that of the players. Most of the players who originally thought that the task was just to find tickets were a little confused.

But this does not include the three groups.

The first group of people sat in the three rows to the front and left of Nanhuan's seats. It got dark twice, and the three women with charming but elegant looks stayed there the whole time.

Of course, it is also possible that someone left in the darkness to look for the ticket.

But in short, they are now the closest people except for the two teams of players who are staring at each other and looking for flaws in each other.

But surprisingly, the three women, seeing the scene in front of them, had no intention of avoiding it, but instead kept looking at it.

There was only a woman in the innermost part, with a beautiful frown on her face, wondering what she was thinking.

Sometimes his gaze would look back tentatively at Bei Xi and Nan Huan behind him, and of course he would stay on the former a little longer.

The second group occupied the very end of the carriage.

Obviously, this is the temporary shelter chosen by most players, but the remaining players saw the man standing by the window at the rear left, playing with a scalpel in his hand.

They all took a step back tacitly, leaving the position at the left rear to the man and his two companions beside him, who looked very fierce just by looking at their faces.

The farce in front was still going on. Although Death Scalpel had some ideas in his mind, his eyes would always unconsciously look at Bei Xi.

He didn't expect that he would run into someone by chance in the game. The young lady also entered the game, but the problem was that Bei Xi was always following her.

The Servant Under the Skirt is currently the number one player in the entire game.

Although Death Scalpel had never fought against the opponent in the game, he was naturally well aware of the rumors about Bei Xi and what had happened in the game.

The other party is cruel, ruthless, smart and cunning. There is almost no game copy that can trap her. Otherwise, she would not have been able to sit firmly on the title of number one only three years after entering the game.

What’s more important is that in a game with such advanced information, there is still no confirmed news about Beixi’s skills.

In the game, a player's personal skills are very important, but as long as he participates in the game and enters the dungeon, such skills cannot be kept 100% confidential.

After all, compared with one's life, keeping personal skills confidential is always insignificant.

What's more, with the prevalence of various large guilds and all kinds of news flying around in the rest area, it is not too difficult to know a player's skills.

Especially this player's ability is very outstanding.

Of course, there have been a lot of news about the personal skills of the Servant of the Skirt, and even many revelations from players who have been playing dungeons with Beixi since she just entered the game, but these revelations have never been confirmed.

Even though Death Scalpel had a list of the top 500 players in the game, with all their personal skills detailed down to the skill upgrades and cooldown times, he still couldn't be sure of Beixi's skills.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing, not to mention that the opponent's personal card is ranked first, and there is a big guild ranked first behind him.

Now that I have encountered this again in a game, I am naturally a little restrained.

Bei Xi, who was being stared at from both sides, and Twelve and Nan Huan standing beside him, formed the third group that seemed a little out of place.

Bei Xi naturally didn't care about other people's stares. Her eyes were always on the two groups of people. With her excellent observation skills, she could tell at a glance.

The two pairs of players are exactly the same in terms of clothing, attire, and even small details like pace, movement patterns, and expression range, but they should be impossible to tell apart by sight.

What's more, a minute or two has passed since the incident, and no one has rushed over to them.

They are individual players, not coming in with their partners.

He should be the type of player who is relatively silent in the crowd and doesn't even attract other people's attention.

In other words, at this moment on this train, no one else can tell through chatting or other privacy who is the real player and who is the so-called dirty guy.

After Bei Xi made these judgments in his mind, he turned his attention to Nan Huan.

After the commotion just now, all the players in the carriage have stood up, and only Nan Huan is still sitting on his chair.

Especially when seeing this scene just now, Bei Xi clearly felt that Nan Huan seemed to have suddenly realized something, and the other party was not in good health.

The truth that cannot be understood in a short time is naturally not as important as the truth from Nanhuan.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or have you discovered something about that thing?"

If Bei Xi had been investigating the news about the fragments of the faith totem before, it was because he was worried that Nan Huan would not be able to find him, so he wanted to get out of the game as soon as possible.

Now, Nanhuan has entered the game, and it is not clear whether it was a coincidence or a premeditated plan.

Bei Xi's focus has indeed changed. It would be best if she could find the fragments of the faith totem in this game. Otherwise, she is most concerned about Nan Huan's physical condition.

Seeing that the other party's expression was not right, Bei Xi thought that she felt something, such as the black shadow that could be absorbed by Nan Huan in the first copy.

Apart from the players, the target here is very clear, either the ticket inspector or the two extra things.

At this moment, these people occupied the front end of the carriage, and Bei Xi had a very clear vision, so when she asked questions, she already had a stern look on her face, ready to take action.

Although Twelve didn't know why his president suddenly seemed to have murderous intentions, he was ready to assist.

Nan Huan was not as sensitive as Twelve, but when he saw the coldness in the other party's eyes when she asked the question, he realized that she had misunderstood him.

"Neither. There have been problems with my personal skills since I arrived at the rest area. I just realized it now." Nan Huan said in a calm voice with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

On the one hand, it was because of the reunion with Bei Xi that he reduced his sensitivity to certain things, and on the other hand, he was angry because of some shameless actions of the system.

Yes, it was not until the carriage was fully lit that Nan Huan took a look at the situation inside the carriage and finally realized where the abnormality he had just noticed was.

No matter whether it was the players, the dirty things, or even the strange ticket inspector's head, there was nothing there. The trust numbers that were usually represented had disappeared without a trace.

When Nan Huan traced back a little, he realized that this situation had disappeared since he released the game.

She was exhausted both physically and mentally at the time, and was anxious to meet Bei Xi. Also, it was her first time in the rest area, and she didn't know the situation there, so she forgot about it.

During the two days she had been in the rest area, she had confirmed that the player's personal skills would not be restricted in the rest area. However, the trust number that her skills relied on had not appeared even after she entered the game. It was probably the system that was causing trouble.

But given the current situation, I don’t have time to argue with them.

But as if he was afraid that Bei Xi would worry, Nan Huan added, "It's okay. The system has had problems before. Let's think about this after we get off the car. Let's take care of the present first."

Seeing that Bei Xi's complexion had not recovered, combined with Bei Xi's own situation, Nan Huan naturally knew what she was thinking, and hurriedly approached her, very skillfully pressed against her arm, and said softly, "Besides, don't you still have me? Nothing will go wrong, don't worry."

Bei Xi's expression improved a little until he heard the trust in the other person's tone, as well as the barely perceptible emotion of acting like a spoiled child, and then he felt a little better.

"Get out of the way, don't block the road."

The carriage was silent for a few minutes, and the first person to break the silence was the ticket inspector.

She acted as if she didn't notice the spectacle before her, nor did she realize that there was anything wrong with the sudden appearance of two pairs of people who looked exactly the same.

He didn't seem to be happy at all as if he had discovered something dirty. He just walked around the first Wu Tong with a gait of a figure eight, his tone full of disgust.

Then he walked casually to the second Wu Tong, "Ticket."

'Wu Tong' was as trembling as Wu Tong, and seemed to be afraid of the ticket inspector's approach. They both even concealed their faces in the same way, but because they did not dare to act rashly, they handed the tickets over tremblingly.

Although the ticket inspector was not happy, he did not have any other reaction after looking at it carefully.

Just passed like that?

Dirty stuff also found the ticket.

The ticket inspector only recognizes the ticket in his hand. It seems that they not only have to find the dirty thing, but also prevent the other party from finding the ticket in his hand. The task is arduous.

Most of the players looked unhappy.

The ticket inspector acted as if he didn't see it and said to Wu Tong the same thing: "Get out of the way."

However, she seemed to appreciate the fearful expression on the player's face, and she swayed slowly with her eight-character steps.

After bypassing 'Wu Tong', the expression on her face froze slightly, and then she stood there and took a few gulps of water as if she was thirsty.

The other players were confused, but Bei Xi was sensitive enough to notice that Wu Tong, the second player facing the players, seemed to move his throat quickly when the ticket inspector raised his cup.

It was taken away in just a moment, and Bei Xi was not sure about his discovery.

Scalpel had been observing the interaction between Beixi and Nanhuan. When he saw this, he found that the other party did not seem to want to intervene in the current situation, so he signaled to the man standing next to him.

The man had a rough appearance, with a long scar on his face from below his right eye to his cheek, which added a bit of ferocity to his rugged appearance.

The scarred man walked forward until he reached the two Li Qings.

Then, before anyone else could react or see clearly, he pulled out two daggers from his sleeves and pointed them at the throats of the two Li Qings, one on the left and one on the right.

"Hand over your ticket."

His voice was hoarse and not loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone in the car.

So everyone understood in an instant what the player who was about to stand up wanted to do.

Li Qing was already a little uneasy because of the huge impact, and because the opponent's ability was stronger than his, he didn't have time to feel anything. He felt a strong wind blowing at his throat, and then a sharp dagger stuck to his skin.

His strength among the players can only be considered average, but fortunately he has the experience of being threatened frequently.

So apart from some slight facial tremors, there was no other reaction.

"You can't kill me."

"The rules of the game do not allow players to kill each other."

The two different sentences come from Li Qing and 'Li Qing' respectively.

Both of them had a dagger at their throats, but in this situation, no one of them showed any panic. After being slightly shocked, they spoke.

One after the other, just as Bei Xi had predicted, there was no difference in the intervals, pauses, or even the intonation of their speeches.

The voice seemed to come from the same person's mouth, but the fact was that both of them spoke, one on the left and one on the right, in perfect harmony.

If the current situation wasn't a bit weird, I'm afraid some players would sigh and say "what a good understanding".

Li Qing naturally knew why the other party forced him to hand over the ticket, but he was not a naive person after all. Naturally, he had already used props to collect the ticket when he heard the secret snatch in the dark for the second time.

Although he had done this, he could not quite believe that 'Li Qing' had also done this, otherwise the scarred man in front of him should have been able to tell who was real and who was fake.

However, his strong and calm tone did not make the scarred man retract his dagger, nor did it make the other party retreat.

The other party just raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know who I am? I won't kill you. I'm just practicing the lingchi knife technique on you. It should be very interesting. My skills are very good. You can't die."

His tone was frivolous, as if he was saying it was no big deal, but the hatred in his words still made many people frown.

Li Qinghe's forehead was covered with sweat because of the other party's words. He naturally knew that the other party was not lying, after all, he had heard it before.

Although he had also been tortured, he knew that his experiences in real life could never compare to the evil in the game, especially the evil that he was seeing right in front of him.

But Li Qing and "Li Qing" still didn't dare to let go, and just placed their hopes on the ticket inspector who was standing not far in front of her.

However, he only took one look and understood that the other party wanted to watch the show, or maybe she just wanted to kill him, and without the ticket, she could do it justifiably.

Obviously, the next ones to be checked were Li Qing and "Li Qing", but the ticket inspector had already folded his arms, standing not far away and watching the show, with no intention of coming forward to say anything.

"Killing these two identical people won't solve the problem."

Nan Huan's face turned pale. Although she was quite courageous, she had just entered the game and was not used to players pointing knives at their companions without any hesitation.

Before she finished talking to herself, she saw Bei Xi's fingers flick twice quickly, and something flew out across a long distance.

The speed was very fast. When she followed her gaze, she saw that the scarred man's hands seemed to be hit by something suddenly. His hands went limp and the knife fell to the ground.

Then the whip that Twelve swung out of thin air had already wrapped around the opponent's abdomen. With a slight pull, the scarred man fell from the front of the car like a parabola to the front of the scalpel.

With a bang.

Although Twelve did not use much strength, the opponent fell heavily, raising some dust.

Those players who were afraid to get close to the scalpel in the first place became even more afraid to get close to the opponent because of the opponent's throw.

However, many people showed some embarrassment on their faces. After all, after the scene just now, many people hoped that the two identical Li Qings would just hand over their tickets.

In this way, they will definitely die, at least they will kill a dirty thing, but the price is a bloody scene of the player.

This kind of thing happens in the game not every day, but it is not uncommon.

However, such interruptions were not uncommon, so many people were very curious about who the other party was and how he dared to go against the notorious vice-president of the Order of No Order, the Death Scalpel.

However, when the remaining players looked over and saw Bei Xi's face, they were slightly surprised.

Among the remaining players, except Wu Tong and Li Qing, many of those who entered this dungeon game by accident were from guilds that received the news and cast a wide net.

But they didn't expect to meet the president of the Skirt Servant here.

This sight made them extremely surprised, and besides being surprised, they were also happy. They were happy that the copy they were in must be correct, and there might be news about the fragments of the faith totem. But besides being happy, they also felt a little bit of fear in their hearts.

This copy not only contains the president of the top-ranked guild, but also the Death Scalpel of Disorder.

Looking up again, he found that in the corner closest to Li Qing and "Li Qing", there was another president hiding, who did not show any surprise at Twelve's action.

I just feel that I am probably not even as good as cannon fodder in this copy. When the big guys are fighting, I'd better stay away from them.

After Nan Huan saw Twelve throwing people out, he realized that Bei Xi was really being modest when he said Twelve was capable.

However, when she saw that Death Scalpel did not show any embarrassment because his people were beaten, but instead walked towards them with a smile on his face, she felt that this man seemed a little familiar, and she wondered where she had seen him before.

"What does this mean, President?"

The other party's question seemed very polite, as if he really didn't know why Bei Xi wanted to butt in, but there was no respect in his tone, and there was some ridicule and viciousness in his eyes.

Most of the players in the game don't know Bei Xi's real name, and they think her title is too difficult to pronounce. Moreover, this title doesn't sound like the title of a guild president. At first, the players were afraid of causing trouble, so they called Bei Xi a guild president.

It means both the number one player and the number one guild leader.

Over time, most players began to call Beixi by this name.

Twelve was explaining to Nan Huan that the person in front of him was the strongest vice president of the Order of No Order, as well as the other party's bad reputation. Nan Huan finally remembered why she felt that this person looked familiar.

When the game was first released, the other party was waiting for someone nearby.

However, the person who asked this question doesn't seem to be a very smart person.

"As soon as someone dies, the carriage will become dark again. Then you will never have the chance to know whether the person killed is a real player or a dirty creature."

Nan Huan responded unhappily. He didn't like the way this man looked at Bei Xi. "Or do you, Mr. Scalpel, not want the train to reach its destination?"