Shi Yu remained silent and closed the dialog box.
Xiao Guangtuan was still trying hard to sell himself, but he saw the other party stand up, plug his phone into the charger, and walk around him into the room.
Summer nights come slowly. Looking down from the tall buildings, the neon lights light up little by little and then cover the entire city.
Shi Yugang curled himself up in the quilt at dusk. He didn't know how much time had passed when the temperature around him suddenly dropped.
The little ball of light still had the appearance of a child, squatting beside him. When he saw him open his eyes, he stepped back subconsciously and almost sat on the ground: "Today is the 19th."
It has been seven days since I last left the game.
It is a setting of the main system that players must enter the game once every seven days. It is engraved in the players' bones and blood from the moment they enter the divine realm. They cannot be disobeyed. It is simply not something that Xiaoguangtuan, an administrator, can control.
Therefore, even if the little ball of light is unwilling, it cannot prevent the rule that it must return to the divine realm once the deadline is reached.
A white light screen with personal information written on it was floating in front of my eyes, and there was still a small red circle on it.
Shi Yu clicked on it, and the first line was this:
[Your puppet "Lin Chenghuan" has died]
puppet……
Shi Yu looked down at her hands and discovered that the silk thread around her fingers that connected her to Lin Chenghuan had broken at some point.
The last time he received news about the other party was before he entered the group game at the beginning of the month. Now more than half a month has passed and the second message has only been sent. So the other party is delayed in a certain copy... or has he struggled for more than half a month and finally couldn't hold on and died?
Shi Yu pulled the thread and said, "If a player dies in the game, what will happen in reality?"
Xiao Guangtuan also saw the message. He hesitated for a moment before speaking cautiously, "Brain death."
"What about the outside world?"
"There was no natural disaster or man-made accident, and no symptoms of disease..." The little light ball said in a low voice, "It was just sudden brain death."
That is sudden death.
There are millions of people who die suddenly every year in this world. Even if some of them are not really accidents, they are indeed not easy to be noticed among them.
Players come inexplicably and leave silently, not knowing what they have been through, what they have encountered, what mistakes they have made, and who they have offended to be unfortunately chosen. From beginning to end, they have never left any words about God's Domain to the outside world, but instead let the God's Domain system operate quietly and coherently with waves of players coming and going.
Apart from the sacrifices, the divine realm filled by players can be considered a perpetual motion machine to some extent.
Shi Yu closed the email, folded up the silk threads, and subconsciously wanted to put them back. As a result, as soon as he opened his backpack, he saw the random items he drew in the previous round in the next second.
[Prop name: Ceramic pot]
[Introduction to props: Finely crafted from natural clay, with a smooth pure black glaze coating, and comes with a built-in double-ear jar lid, which can gather cold and heat to resist temperature differences, and can be used for frying, stir-frying, boiling, and deep-frying. ]
[Item rating: E level (the lowest is E level)]
“…”
No matter how many parallelisms are used in the previous introduction, the last column always adheres to the principle of unchanged quality.
Shi Yu put the golden thread back into her backpack.
In the previous game, not only did he use up all the three props that Ji Congyang opened from the treasure chest, but even his original row of E-level... or the only two F-level props were used by him to block bullets and as weapons, and the remaining props are still four.
"There are two more treasure chests." Xiao Guangtuan reminded.
Shi Yu: “Is there a difference?”
“…”
Xiao Guangtuan hesitated for a while and said, "How about you give God Ou another call?"
Before Shi Yu could answer, the friend icon on the screen lit up. There was only one person in his friend list, and he knew who it was without even looking: "Ji Congyang?"
"Idol."
When Ji Congyang heard someone calling his name, he wanted to run around in the candy house again: "Are you going to enter the game again?"
"Um."
Ji Congyang asked: "Do you want to open the treasure chest?"
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Five minutes later.
This was the second time Ji Congyang visited his idol's player space. He first looked him up and down. Very good, this time he was finally not wearing a hospital gown: "Idol, are you feeling better?"
"It's all right now."
Shi Yu made way for him.
When Ji Cong saw his backpack, he inappropriately recalled that two people on the previous stage had picked up the fragments of props and treated them as treasures. At first he just laughed it off, but then he felt that he had suffered a great loss: how come he didn't have the prop fragments that his idol had touched with his own hands, but those two people did?
Oh, that’s not right. Later, Qiao Yan actually gave him a piece of the fragment, but the piece given to him was obviously smaller than Qiao Yan’s own!
Shi Yu saw that he didn't move for a long time: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Ji Congyang quickly shook his head and clicked on the treasure chest.
[Item name: Wish Lottery]
[Item Description: Single consumption, destiny type]
[Item Rating: SS Level]
When Shi Yu saw the introduction, he was stunned for a moment and took two steps closer.
As the name suggests, the prop is a palm-sized lottery ticket with a layer of ink underneath.
As for usage, the user writes down the wish he or she wants on the lottery coating in advance, and scratches the lottery ticket immediately after making the wish. As long as the content scratched out matches the wish, the wish will come true.
Wishes are not limited by distance, plane, material or spiritual, divine or real, or even whether they are for yourself or others. As long as you dare to wish, it can be fulfilled for you.
As for constraints, there are of course: first, the props can only work on a person who clearly exists in reality. For example, wishing for everyone in the world/all players in the divine realm/passers-by you have met/the god of the temple xxxx is impossible to achieve; second, the wish must not change the original natural rules of the world. This is easy to understand. For example, if you hope that someone who has died will be resurrected, "someone's death" is an established history that has already happened. A hasty change of the timeline is likely to cause a butterfly effect or a grandfather paradox, and therefore cannot be changed.
As for the third point, the probability that what you scratch out after making a wish will match your wish is only ten percent.
Shi Yu fell silent when he saw the estimated figures given in the introduction.
Ji Congyang's focus was not on the item itself, but on its grade rating: "SS grade? Isn't the highest grade of items in God's Domain only S grade?"
But at this moment, Xiao Guangtuan said, "There is SS-level."
Ji Congyang was stunned.
The little ball of light had already changed back to its appearance before Ji Congyang came in. At this moment, his tone was complicated: "The level range of props is indeed only within the highest S level and the lowest E level. As for those that exceed this level, such as the higher SS level, we usually don't call them props."
"What's that called?"
“God-given.”
Ji Congyang was confused.
"The explanation given by the temple is that this kind of props belongs to the Lord God..." The little ball of light quickly glanced at Shi Yu and swallowed the word "Lord" at the end. "He made it with his own divine power and then put it into the divine realm. It is a reward for players who enthusiastically complete the task. You can't draw it by completing the task perfectly. The only way to get it is from the treasure chest on the Nine Heavens Ranking List."
"Because of the limited conditions for obtaining it, anyone who obtains a divine gift must be a very powerful and experienced player - because if you are not powerful enough, you will not be able to enter the God Realm rankings at all; secondly, only when you open the treasure chest with full respect for the Lord God in your heart can the props be summoned, so the recipient must be a believer of the Lord God."
Ji Congyang understood Xiao Guangtuan's meaning with difficulty: "I recognize you as a player with extremely powerful abilities...but, believers?"
He recalled Qiao Yan's comments on the temple on the train, and turned to look at Shi Yu: "My idol, you believe in the Lord God?"
Shi Yu didn't answer.
Ji Congyang was shocked, with a look of grief on his face: "How can you believe in the Lord God? How can you believe in the temple?"
Xiao Guangtuan couldn't bear to see others talking to Shi Yu in that tone, so he tried to hold back but couldn't help saying, "It may not be the owner of the item, because when opening the treasure chest, one must show respect to the Lord God, so it is also possible that the person who did it believes in the Lord God."
Ji Congyang was dissatisfied: "How can you slander me? Even if I regard my childhood friend as a role model in life, I will never become a mindless supporter of the Lord God."
Xiao Guangtuan laughed in his heart, aren’t you quite stupid towards your idol?
But then again, the props of the God-given grade need to have enough faith in the Lord God to be drawn. If it is really because Ji Congyang admires Shi Yu enough... then why are the props inspired? These props were obviously made by the one in the temple!
The little light ball was full of doubts, and even thought inappropriately: Could it be that the other party who said he was the Lord God... was actually lying to him? !
That was even more inappropriate, because Ji Congyang clearly had no emotions towards the believer in the temple who had no intention of returning to his original position, so how could he possibly draw this item?
It can't be like what Ji Congyang said, that Shi Yu himself actually believes in the main god in the temple today?
Xiao Guangtuan was stunned by his own guess.
Shi Yu spoke up at this time: "Since the props that exceed the S-level ceiling are called 'God's Gift', what are the ones below the E-level bottom line called?"
Xiao Guangtuan was still thinking about it, and he only answered subconsciously: "Of course it's useless..."
Halfway through the sentence, it suddenly reacted and braked.
Shi Yu understood what it had not yet said, and his eyes were indifferent, with an ambiguous meaning: "Waste?"
Xiao Guangtuan's heart trembled: "..."
If it wasn't just a ball, it would have knelt down on the spot.
Ji Congyang opened the second treasure chest.
The second item is much more normal than the first:
[Item name: White phosphorus cage]
[Item Description: Quantity consumption, biochemical type]
[Prop evaluation: A-level]
One SS-grade and one A-grade, when neutralized, they make two S-grade items, which is very consistent with Ji Congyang's personality.
Unfortunately, the person involved still seemed dissatisfied: "Why isn't the second one S-level?"
"That's already pretty good." Shi Yu took the lottery ticket out of his backpack and said, "I'll give this to you."
Ji Congyang almost thought that he had really won a huge lottery ticket: "No, no, no, this is yours..."
Shi Yu: “I can’t use it.”
"……ah?"
Let’s not talk about how the wish lottery is actually drawn, but the effect is definitely attractive enough, and it is the kind of attraction that can cause a sensation in the entire divine realm if it is posted on the forum.
Shi Yu said calmly: "The probability of matching is too low."
Ji Congyang was stuck for a moment: "But, but..."
"And you've helped me open treasure chests so many times, I have to pay you back." Shi Yu threw the lottery ticket into his arms and opened the space channel, "The game is about to start, I won't send you off."
Ji Congyang returned to his player space in a daze. He stared at the lottery ticket in his hand for a long while, then took a deep breath and ran around the room three times. In the end, he couldn't help but said, "Ahhhhhhh——!!"
His idol gave him props!
That's an SS-level item!
Just give it to him like this!
What's a picked-up prop fragment? This was given to him by his idol himself!
He poked his friend wildly: "Old Joe, old Joe, old Joe, old Joe——"
Qiao Yan: “.”
Qiao Yan: "There are still ten minutes left, speak quickly if you have anything to say."
Ji Congyang: "I stepped on dog shit today!!!"
Qiao Yan: “…”
After finally explaining, Qiao Yan was silent for a long time before asking in a subtle tone, "What wish do you want to make?"
What wish do you want to make?
Ji Congyang thought for a few seconds, opened the system mall, used his points to buy the cheapest pen, and used all his life's skills to write the most neat line of words. After that, he put on the lucky copper coin, his natal item that improves his luck, and kowtowed three times in the player space with his hands clasped together.
Ten percent probability, only one chance.
He could clearly find the highest prize easily among hundreds of lottery tickets before, but now his heart was pounding, even more nervous than checking his college entrance examination results.
He scraped off the coating with a pious look and took a careful look.
The writing under the coating was exactly the same as what he had just written, like a final conclusion to the response.
At the same time, a message box popped up:
[The item "Wish Lottery" has met the conditions for its effectiveness and will help users realize their wishes in the future]
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On the other side, after the countdown ended, the player was once again sent into the pure white space in the midfield.
Shi Yu stood against the wall and looked around, then his gaze paused slightly in a certain direction.
There are clearly thousands of players in the Ninth Heaven... How can I put it, this world is really small.
A beam of light descended from the center of the pure white space, and then condensed into a ball of light. The sound was smooth and even:
[Instance Name: Patient]
[Number of participants: 20 (all experienced players)]
[Main Mission: Degeneration]
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