Chapter 103: One Hundred and One: "Organizer, have we met before?"

Su Mingan stared at the black card in his hand.

In the original coffee shop - before everything happened, a woman who claimed to be a staff member slowly pushed a similar black card to him on the table.

The woman smiled and said to him:

"We have a new game."

"Why don't you take a look?"

But Su Mingan refused.

At that time, he plunged headlong into an unknown future, embarking without hesitation on a road of no return... paved with his own corpse and ashes.

Now, after so many things had happened, when he was stabbed in the back by his own compatriots and was about to become the one in power, the organizers handed him a similar black card.

The organizer said to him in a low voice:

“Become the one in power.”

"We don't want to see you suppressed by humans."

Now and then.

It seems like they overlap.

He couldn't help but feel that time and space were intertwined.

Su Mingan lowered his head and looked at the black card in his hand. The bright red lines on the card were outlined like flames, and the texture was warm, like touching human skin.

"The organizer." He couldn't help but ask, "Before the game started, in a cafe, did we... meet each other?"

The smell of burning paper money became stronger and stronger.

The shadow tilted slightly, and then the metallic sound came from all directions.

"Dear ruler," He said, "we have not met before the game begins."

The organizers changed the way they addressed him.

It changed from "Zhai Xing Humanity" to "Dear One in Power".

The difference between before and after made Su Mingan vaguely aware of something. The person in power seemed to be in a very high position, different from ordinary players.

He wanted to ask more questions, but the black shadow had gradually disappeared like the tide, leaving only an empty throne.

The organizer left.

“Hua La La—”

Su Mingan put away the black card and heard the slight sound of armor colliding.

Three "people" kneeling on one knee suddenly appeared in front of him. They were all wearing armor, holding long swords engraved with special marks, their faces were hidden under the iron helmets, and a heavy shadow was cast on their faces, just like the iron-blooded and ruthless assassins who followed silently in ancient times.

Su Mingan noticed the mark on their equipment. He had seen that mark on Boss Rabbit before. It was a blood-red scale pattern.

[Add 3 new NPC followers (assigned to "power holders" by the organizer)]

[Note: Followers can only act in the main god space and cannot be brought into the game world. Followers obey the orders of the master and cannot attack freely in the main god space. They can only passively counterattack and cannot be resurrected after death. ]

【Follower Luke

Weapon: Longsword

Skills: Swordsmanship Expertise lv.6

Heavenly Sword (max level): The object cut by the sword will receive a large amount of true damage

Health: 800

Combat Power: 1000]

…

【Follower: Lin Xiao

Weapon: Sword and Shield

Skills: Sword and Shield Mastery lv.6

Guard (max level) (cooldown 20 seconds): Forced to guard a player, blocking all damage within 1 second

Health: 1500

Combat Power: 1000]

…

【Follower: Nina

Weapon: Dagger

Skill: Dagger Mastery lv.6

Assassination (max level): When attacking the enemy's fatal point from behind, the critical hit rate is tripled.

Health: 600

Combat Power: 1000]

…

"Tsk." Su Mingan clicked his tongue softly.

After he revealed the secret that "the main god space is not an absolutely safe place", the organizer seemed to be very keen on provoking infighting among the players. After knowing that he was being targeted, he directly assigned himself three extremely powerful NPCs.

However, the organizers did not allow these followers with extremely high combat power to take the initiative to attack, so they could only counterattack passively and act as his guards.

In this way, the "Main God Space" can at least maintain basic peace and will not allow these followers to act recklessly.

It is obvious that the organizer wants to position itself as the "game organizer" and force itself to be in opposition to all the players.

There was no way Su Mingan could refuse.

With the goal of "dominating Zhai Xing", he should not refuse the help extended by the organizer.

"Owner."

The three followers in armor knelt on one knee, and the armor made a crisp clashing sound.

A white teleportation light appeared on Su Mingan's body, which was a sign that he was about to be teleported back.

Next, he saw the dark room.

He smelled a very clear smell of gunpowder.

“——He’s coming out!”

His spirit points of 61 allowed him to hear the excited shouts of people in the distance.

Next, three white lights appeared around him at the same time.

Luke and Nina rushed out like swords, breaking through the iron gate in an instant.

Su Ming'an looked at the explosives on the ground - he thought for a moment that this scene was just a fictional scene created by the organizer in order to make him the "person in power".

He didn't want to assume the worst of his compatriots, but he found it all to be true.

...People like Edron really want him to die.

Not dying under the teasing setting of higher-dimensional creatures, not dying in the danger-ridden game world, but dying on the territory of one's own compatriots, which should have been a resting place, the safest and most reassuring place.

Humanity is not short of heroes, but it is also short of villains who only care about small profits.

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