When a terrifying countdown engulfs the globe, the game named "Divine Court Technology" descends upon the world. Su Deng, who yearns only for death and has inexplicably gained a son from th...
The forty-two gates are in the world of the sea.
Crossing the sea to find the door.
Players have to build their own boats to cross the sea.
They do sell them in stores.
Bamboo raft: 2000 points.
Wooden boat: 3000 points.
The small boat is worth 5000 points.
For the larger ships that go higher, the points also increase by tens of millions.
It's no different from stealing.
The player's points are not enough to buy even the most basic and cheapest items.
Some groups even have members squeeze out a few coins to pool their money and buy the cheapest item.
But that bamboo raft could hold six or seven people, provided they all stood up, and they had to stand right next to each other.
"This stupid points system is like it's impossible for players to accumulate points." Qin Xian started cursing again.
They just awarded a few points, and then took them all back in this way.
No, it's not about receiving.
It's robbery!
Take it back!
In many teams, seven people can make up a bamboo raft.
However, some teams, with only four or five people, cannot even gather enough to make a small boat.
You might say this game world isn't cruel, but it comes up with rules like these.
You might think it's cruel, but it also sets up a forest and bamboo grove at the starting point of this world's coastline, allowing players to build their own ships.
Players who had no points or were unwilling to spend them all started building ships on the spot.
Watching the other teams of players busily working, Su Deng pondered for a moment and said, "Let's build it."
Even if a ship with such a system is so expensive, it doesn't necessarily mean it's safe and secure.
Who knows if that's part of the whole process?
The others had no objection.
The shipbuilding tools were all cheap items bought from the system store.
Su Muyue wasn't idle either; he automatically helped pull the bamboo and trim the branches.
It took seven or eight hours to build a large wooden boat that could accommodate six or seven adults lying down, and then it was placed in the water and set sail.
Qin Xian lay back, gazing at the sky, and said wearily, "This journey has truly been like crossing mountains of knives, seas of fire, and hell!"
"We haven't even passed half of the ninety-nine levels yet. Who knows, there might really be mountains of knives and seas of fire and hell ahead," Qiao Zhi said.
Qin Xian said softly, "I'm so tired."
Everyone is exhausted.
One world after another, various dangers followed one after another, and they had no time to rest, constantly brushing shoulders with death.
The sea was calm and shimmering, with only the waves created by the ships breaking through the surface.
Liu Sangua sat cross-legged on the side, keeping an eye on the sea in case any danger came out.
Having lived through so many worlds, they have also encountered peaceful ones.
How peaceful was it?
The mountains and fields are covered with beautiful flowers, butterflies flutter about, and rabbits dart around, making it a beautiful and enchanting place, like a fairyland.
But there, they encountered a near-total annihilation.
The venom from the ant bite on Qin Xian spread throughout his body, initially causing redness and swelling, but later, when the pain and itching subsided, it began to rot.
In that fairyland-like world, he was killed by a crisis.
Su Deng suggested that he should fight as hard as he could, and if he couldn't win, he should fight to the death, and then be resurrected with god-level materials, which might be able to heal his physical injuries.
Then, he lost.
They traded god-tier materials for a resurrection.
The injury has indeed healed.
They almost suffered a total defeat there, but in the end, it was Liu Sangua and Su Deng who joined forces to defeat the world boss.
So far, the simplest and fastest world they've ever been through seems to be the fourth glacial world, the one where they met Riki Tsunomiya.
Experience shows that the calmer the world, the greater the danger.
Therefore, no one knows what dangers lie beneath this calm sea.
Liu Sangua was still in good spirits and stayed to let the others rest.
Su Deng sat at the bow of the boat, staring blankly at the sea in front of her.
Liu Sangua moved closer. "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking..." Su Deng tilted her head, "If I collect a hundred god-level materials, I can make a wish. Can any wish be granted?"
Liu Sangua paused for a moment, then nodded. "That should be the case."
That's what the initial system said, and that's the biggest allure of this game world.
"It's just that the items are consumed too quickly and players die too frequently, so very few people can collect them all. To date, only three have been collected, and all wishes have been fulfilled, as you know."
Another one died.
He had mentioned this to Su Deng.
Su Deng pondered for a moment, "Has anyone ever tried having several players gather a hundred god-level materials, give them to the same player, and have him wish for the world to return to normal and for all the dead to be resurrected?"
Liu Sangua said, "Yes."
In this game world, there are plenty of smart people who would naturally think of this.
"No one should have told you that there are actually more than seven guilds in the Spirit Realm, but over the years, only seven have remained," Liu Sangua said. "One of the guilds was established to collect god-level materials. The guild leader of that guild is a wealthy, powerful, shrewd, and capable CEO in the real world..."
After establishing that guild, his first suggestion was to get all players to work together to collect god-tier materials.
If a hundred people each give one to the same person and they make a wish, then everyone will be safe and sound.
At first, some people believed him, but just when he was about to collect all the materials, rumors started circulating among players that he was just trying to scam people out of god-level materials, all for his own selfish reasons.
Suspicion arose from nowhere; the players who donated god-level materials wanted them back, but the guild leader wouldn't give them to them.
She said she wanted to prove to them that she was truly doing it for everyone.
For the overall situation.
"He seemed to have awakened, saying he would lead all players away from this game hell. I once mistakenly thought he was the chosen one..."
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