Chapter 15 The Dead Manor Owner (8)
He didn't have many friends, and "Bright Sky and White Sun" was one of them. He was somewhat interested in ancient magic, and it just so happened that Qi Baichen also liked to study the dark and mysterious.
There were a few times when Shen Cinian even realized that his old friend wanted to slice him up for research, although he also wanted to cut his old friend open and taste what immortal meat tasted like.
They could be said to be friends who had shared life and death together. Naturally, he was somewhat displeased that his subordinates and humans had set their sights on his friends.
As for Fang Ke, although he was a little interested, it was just like seeing a dirty stray dog on the roadside and subconsciously "sucking" twice. He had no intention of touching it or taking it home.
His attitude towards Fang Ke so far is just teasing.
He noticed Fang Ke staring at his face, so he smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Fang?"
"We're just going to watch them mess around?"
"What else?" Chen Chenian teased with a smile, "You want to go down and dance with those ghosts?"
Not really, it’s just that, in short, he felt that Shen Cinian and he should do something.
"Can you drink?"
Fang Ke stared at Shen Qinian's lips, unconsciously looking forward to his next answer.
Shen Ci Nian's eyes seemed helpless, "I'm sorry, I'm a newcomer, I won't be sober after drinking, and I will hold you back."
While the two were talking, several vampires got entangled with each other and accused each other of being humans.
Fang Ke knew without even thinking that it was the work of that eccentric girl Wang Lingxin.
Seeing Wang Lingxin leading the three confused players into the kitchen, Fang Ke's eyelids twitched slightly.
Shen Ci Nian asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay... No matter what dishes are served later, you'd better not eat them."
"Don't eat for the next few days..."
"Don't drink the water either."
"Is that so?" Shen Chenian glanced at the backs of the four sneaky people, "That's fine, the props, food and water are always non-toxic, is that right?"
"Um…"
"I'm planning to go upstairs. I suggest you follow me. Otherwise, once the 'master' leaves, even though you have the position of housekeeper, you will most likely not gain anything."
"It's okay... I'll beat them up."
Is Shen Cinian caring about him, just like the medicine and porridge that day.
Are you caring about him, thinking he is special, or just doing it out of convenience?
Fang Ke has recently been suspecting that his brain has been infected with a virus, and he always has some inexplicable thoughts.
Chen Cinian doesn't care whether he cares or not, they are not familiar with each other.
"Is your ID name also called Year-End?" He counted on his fingers for a while, and finally asked in a low voice.
"What?" Shen Cinian didn't hear clearly. The banquet was too noisy. The battle between several ghosts had developed into a melee between male and female ghosts. I don't know who played the background music "Blood", it was very loud and noisy.
According to normal human hearing, it is impossible to hear it, so Shen Cinian pretended not to hear it clearly.
Fang Ke believed it to be true. He subconsciously believed what Shen Qinian said. He didn't know why he trusted him so much. Maybe it was because Shen Qinian looked very reliable.
That's right, Shen Ci Nian is just a newcomer. He has never cleared a dungeon, his experience points are zero, and he has never used experience points to strengthen his soul. Naturally, he will not have supernatural powers in the game like them.
Although this power is limited by the fragile flesh in reality and can hardly be exerted to even one percent, humans do not go into dungeons to gain super powers.
Ordinary players were forcibly pulled in to entertain the weirdos, or in other words, except for a few individuals, most players were forced to join the weird game.
When a player dies in a dungeon, his broken soul will be absorbed by the dungeon. As more players die, the dungeon will become more and more difficult, and the weirdness in the dungeon will become stronger and stronger.
The higher the level of the deceased players, the more their souls nourish the dungeon. The more players a subsystem brings and the higher their levels, the richer the rewards from the main system.
The essence of the weird game is the breeding farm of the main system. It fattens up the players and then finds an opportunity to target those high-level players, thereby sucking their broken souls to strengthen itself.
At the same time, it builds space to provide entertainment venues, and the monsters pay some benefits to it to enter the copy, so that they can legally enjoy the pleasure of slaughtering humans under the ban of the monster god, and it also obtains the resources it needs except souls.
Humans are not completely without benefits. The enhanced soul strength will make them less likely to die, and the strange coins obtained in the game can be exchanged for real-world currency at a ratio of 1 to 10,000.
No matter what, it is a win-win situation for both main systems. It stands in a neutral position, but reaps all the benefits from humans and monsters.
Among all dungeons, open role-playing dungeons are actually recognized as the easiest. There are no restrictions on what role you must play, and you can even change roles in the middle. There are no specific requirements. Generally speaking, they are designed for novices to adapt to the game.
This is actually a question that Fang Ke has been unable to figure out. If the player has already decided to collude with the main system to kill him, why not choose an escape-type copy?
There is another possibility. In fact, this is just an ordinary rookie copy, specially for Shen Cinian. Because he was too close to Shen Cinian, there was originally a Hongmen Banquet waiting for him, but he accidentally stumbled into Shen Cinian's copy.
Fang Ke didn't dwell on it too much. It didn't matter if he couldn't figure it out. Why should he waste time thinking about it? Once the dungeon was out, he could just find a random excuse to beat up everyone involved in the conspiracy. Someone would eventually give in and confess what they were up to.
He had something more to focus on. His eyes never left Shen Cinian's face, and his tone was so serious that he didn't even notice it: "At the end of the year, I plan to partner with you for a long time. Be prepared, I'll call you at any time."
He shook his watch. "Use this."
Shen Ci Nian raised his eyebrows. The tone was not an invitation, but more like a notice or an order.
Great, our homeless stray dog is commanding the passersby he wants to follow home again.
Shen Ci Nian nodded and replied seriously: "I refuse."
Fang Ke was relieved when he saw him nod, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words.
No? Why would a newcomer like Shen Ci Nian reject him?! If the number one on the list doesn't show up, then he, the number two on the list, is now the undisputed number one!
Shen Cinian wouldn't be better off partnering with anyone else than with him.
If Shen Ci Nian doesn't partner with him, who else does he want to partner with?! Who??!
Fang Ke's eyes immediately turned cold, filled with ferocity and gloom.
Ma Dan.
He seemed to be losing control of his emotions again.
Fang Ke gave Shen Cinian a vicious look, but ultimately didn't land his fist on him. He just turned around and jumped into the dance floor, starting to fight with the guests.
With one punch, he blew a head apart. The white brain matter mixed with maggots, and the dark brown blood turned into bats that fled the castle and stuck to the window glass outside the castle, spying on the activities of the people inside.
Shen Cinian actually dared to reject him. It was always him who rejected other people's advances, but Shen Cinian actually rejected him.
Fang Ke was getting more and more irritated. He always had prop cigarettes in his backpack, but now they were all sealed off, and he had no way to vent his frustration. He could only vent his anger on the monsters. He didn't care whether the one standing in front of him was a vampire monster with fangs or a witch holding a pumpkin lantern. Even the skeleton man who passed by him and tried to sneak away was kicked hard by him and fell apart instantly.
The skeleton crawled on the ground, picking up its thigh bones and crying, "Marquis! My Lord Marquis! Are you still going to take care of your blood servant butler? Wuuuuuu my bones..."
The skeleton used a napkin to wipe the bones that the witch had stepped on in his panic. "You vampires are so unreasonable. You even treat a lowly slave so rudely! I came to the banquet out of kindness to entertain you, and you let the butler treat me like this!"
Shen Qinian shrugged, "I can't control him. He has really dominated me for hundreds of years."
Fang Ke paused his fist for half a second, then smashed it down even harder, breaking the teeth of a vampire monster.
Why can't Shen Cinian control him? Shen Cinian just doesn't want to control him and doesn't want to have anything to do with him!
There must be a little beauty waiting for you at home, right? Haha, you have already made an appointment to partner with the beauty, so you rejected him, right?
Yes, they were not familiar with each other, he was nothing, he was nothing, Shen Qinian treated him as a fart and no one cared even if he was released.
The little beauty is so gentle and considerate, unlike him, who has a bad temper and always causes trouble. They are incomparable.
"Bi!" Fang Ke threw a punch. No! The punch missed, but it punched through the floor.
In extreme anger, Fang Ke's mental strength exploded, and the effect of the chain of cause and effect on his body was directly weakened by one third. He punched and kicked the guests again and again, and was about to beat them to a pulp when Shen Qinian suddenly said in a low voice: "Enough, come here."
Fang Ke beat all his people, although he actually didn't care much about them, and strictly speaking, these people were in conflict with his concept of peace.
Shen Cinian asked Fang Ke to come over not because he felt sorry for those little ghosts, but because he discovered something when Fang Ke took action.
Those strange things seemed to be completely impossible for Fang Ke to fight back.
He clearly saw a vampire trying to attack Fang Ke from behind, but for some reason, as soon as he walked behind Fang Ke, he seemed to see something terrifying and ran away in fright.
He found that whenever anyone tried to touch Fang Ke strangely, he would inexplicably show a look of fear.
He feeds on emotions, so he is naturally sensitive to them.
It smells like fear, and it smells delicious, but strange.
Shen Ci Nian narrowed his eyes slightly. He suspected that Fang Ke was the follower of a big monster in the abyss. With the mark of an abyss-level monster, other small monsters naturally did not dare to attack him.
Just like the hexagram on his wrist, it is actually the mark of the main system. The ghosts who come to play in the dungeon are not necessarily afraid of the main system, but they definitely don't want to offend the main system. This is why those ghosts cooperated with him from beginning to end, played with him, and really regarded him as the owner of the castle without exposing him.
So, what about Fang Ke?
Whose mark is on Fang Ke?
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