Three days later.

[System prompt: Player Mu Sicheng has completed the game "Urban Tales"]

[System prompt: Player Mu Sicheng has obtained the qualification to register for the league]

Mu Sicheng grabbed an invisible rope and glided rapidly in the midst of fire and smoke. After hearing the prompt, he whistled and curled the corners of his mouth.

Deafening, fast-paced music was playing in the headphones. Under the light of the fire, Mu Sicheng's joyful expression had a strange ferocity.

【Sure.】

The moment Mu Sicheng's small TV went out, a new poster popped up at the end of the system's league registration page. On the poster, Mu Sicheng had a one-armed monkey paw, his eyes were out of focus, and his face had a fierce and evil expression. The background was a train that was about to explode - this was the scene in "The Last Train to Explosion" where Mu Sicheng was stabbed by Riyu and his mental value exploded.

There was a man standing in front of Mu Sicheng's small TV, looking up at it. The butterfly on his shoulder was flapping its wings imperceptibly, and the breeze it created was blowing the long hair that fell on his shoulders.

On the small TV, Mu Sicheng proudly announced to Ri Liu: "We have successfully registered, and we just have to wait until we win the league!"

Armand lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast a dense shadow on his face. He turned and left with a very faint smile on his face.

——Maki Shicheng, whatever game you want to play this time——

I will stick with you till the end, just like I did before.

In our previous life, the outcome of our games was just half and half, and we all died together.

It's not that easy for you to beat me.

The third player on the Nightmare Rising Star List behind Armand was a player wearing an ugly self-painted ugly mask. He laughed shrilly and used a half-meter-long toy trumpet gun to indiscriminately shoot at the monsters and players in front of him. The mask was splattered with minced meat and blood.

In front of his small TV, the audience was shocked and speechless for a long time.

"Oh, so scary, is this guy crazy?! I remember he's still a new player? Why is he playing the game so hard? This is the seventh time I've seen him on the Rising Stars list in the past two days. Doesn't he sleep?"

"...Yesterday I saw someone from the Kabbalah Guild enter the game to recruit him, but he killed them straight away..."

"It was the people from the Kabbalah Guild who surrounded him today, right? God, he killed them all..."

"What kind of skill is this? With one shot, the Kabbalah Guild's reserve team member didn't even have the ability to fight back. He's a newcomer, so the skill damage value can't be higher than 10,000..."

Daniel came out of the entrance covered in blood.

The players around him backed away from him in horror - this guy was the only one who survived the game just now.

It's not because the game has a low completion rate, but because this guy killed all the other players! Almost beat them into pulp!

But Daniel didn't care that others avoided him.

Ever since the first time he logged out of the game like that, he had fallen in love with the feeling of warm blood rushing through his body when he logged out of the game - it made Daniel feel like he was still living before that moment.

Living before meeting Ri Liu, before the beautiful dream turned into a nightmare.

Daniel casually crushed and threw away the disposable homemade mask covered in blood on his face, turned around, and saw a man standing quietly in front of him, with the left half of his face covered by a metal armor, staring at Daniel steadily - it was obvious that he was here to find him.

If this were in a game, Daniel would have probably pulled out his gun and killed him by now, but this was a game hall, and Daniel walked past the man as if he didn't see him, but the man grabbed him rudely.

"Would you like to join my guild?" the man said.

"The last person who spoke to me like this." Daniel's mouth widened exaggeratedly, but there was no smile in his eyes. "He has become a blood stain on my mask."

The man was unmoved. He snorted and laughed indifferently: "If I say that I can get Ri Liu to accept you, are you willing to work for me?"

Daniel confronted the man for a while, and finally asked, "What is the name of your guild?"

The man seemed to have anticipated Daniel's compromise: "The Sixth Guild, the Deer Hunters."

"I don't cooperate with people who don't show their true face." Daniel glanced at the mask on his face and demanded viciously, "After taking off the mask, I will see if you, a cowardly little devil who hides his head, are qualified to talk about cooperation with me."

"I thought you might like your kind who wears a mask. After all, there is no monster more afraid to face the meaning of your own existence than you, Daniel."

The man was not offended by Daniel's words. Instead, he sneered back, slowly took off his armor, and looked at him with his eagle-like dim right eye. The left eye under the mask was an empty black hole, which made people's scalps numb.

"Cen Mingming, the president of the Sixth Guild."

…

Six days later.

[System prompt: Players Riyu/Muko have completed the game "Daughter of the Quagmire"]

[System prompt: Players Riyu/Muko have obtained the qualification to register for the league]

[System prompt: The Wandering Circus team has gathered five basic members and officially entered the league screening process. I hope everyone will achieve good results in the league...]

Tang Er looked at everyone and nodded: "Alright, the basic panel values ​​have been increased to more than 8,000, let's go into the game pool."

The tightly closed door of the game pool slowly opened to the outside, and the colorful screen lights and shadows were projected on everyone's face.

The moment the door closed, the first place on the Nightmare Rising Star list in the small TV area became Daniel's face wearing a small ugly mask. He laughed and said, "I'm going to play in the league. Everyone, please support me."

He bowed politely, raised one hand high, and performed a very standard closing ceremony for the performance. He raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of clean and clear apple-green eyes, and smiled with his eyes tilted:

"Otherwise, if I get the chance, I will kill the audience who don't support me."

At the same time, the Deer Hunter Guild released an announcement: [The player ranked first on the Rising Star List is one of our guild’s official members this year].

In the real world, the headquarters of the Bureau of Heresy.

Cen Mingming, wearing his uniform, walked past the vacant office where Tang Er was. He turned sideways and looked around the empty office. Finally, his eyes fixed on the gun on the desk. He was silent for a few seconds, then sneered sarcastically:

"Is it the hunter's fate to be abandoned by the prophet?"

"Whether it's the first or second generation, the end result is that they become monsters to be observed - it's really... pathetic enough."

After saying this, he frowned, hooked the door with his toes and closed it, then walked away with a gloomy look on his face without looking back.

This office used to be the office of the Prophet, the captain of the First Team, and later became Tang Erda's office. On the desk was a top-secret file bag that only the Prophet could detect, and next to it was a see-through monocle used to read the top-secret file bag.

It was obvious that before Tang Er was beaten away, he was planning to use the monocle to sneak a peek into the information in these sealed top-secret file bags, but in the end he couldn't get over it in his heart, so he stopped and didn't investigate.

At this moment, the monocle on the table was blown by the wind and turned over, with the front side facing up, covering a certain file bag. Through the convex lens, the title of the contents of the file bag could be clearly seen -

——【Heresy Number 0009】

[Name of heretic: First-generation hunter Cen Mingming]

[…Former deputy captain of the first detachment, took over the prophet's authority from world line 0006 and carried out hunter missions. With world line 0317, his spirit was completely reduced to a lower dimension, and the first riot occurred. He was dismissed from his hunter duties, revoked his prophet's authority, and became the captain of the second detachment, handing it over to the captain of the third detachment, the second-generation hunter Tang Erda…]

[… So far, there has been no intention to harm anyone in this world line. There is a tendency to recover. I am staying on duty for observation…]

In the play pool.

This area is completely different from the small TV outside. There is only a huge screen projected on the ground, like a huge pool. The edge of the "pool" is surrounded by a dike about half a meter high.

The entire pool area is shrouded in a strange, psychedelic, dark, colorful light and shadow - it feels like an underground dance club from the 1980s.

On the colorful ground screen, countless game covers were spinning rapidly, like a group of carp swaying in a pond, which was dazzling to watch.

From time to time, players jump in or out, and the scene is very dreamy.

"The light here... is so blinding..." Mu Ke began rubbing his eyes soon after, "I feel dizzy after looking at it for so long."

"Of course." Liu Jiayi spread her hands. "The light in the pool has the effect of lowering your spirit value, which is also a way to improve your strength."

Mu Sicheng glanced at Liu Jiayi and said, "Isn't this your first time here too? How come you seem so familiar with this place?"

Liu Jiayi paused subtly. "Before, in order to train me more safely, Hongtao let me use her skill card to transform into her and sneak into the game pool to train me. The game training here is more intense, so I stayed in the game pool most of the time."

"No wonder I rarely see you on the list outside." Mu Sicheng clapped his hands in sudden realization, "So you are here - I thought you died in some game and haven't appeared for so long."

Liu Jiayi: “…”

Forget it, this idiot doesn't think before he speaks, so she just puts up with it.

Ri Liu stood beside the huge floor screen, thinking: "Are these fast-moving game posters also part of the training? An assessment of dynamic vision and information acquisition ability?"

Tang Erda answered Ri Liu's question: "Yes, choosing the right game is very important for a novice team like us, because some powerful large guilds will set certain games for training. For us, we have to avoid these games, otherwise we will run into them at the beginning..."

Before he finished speaking, a large number of players suddenly appeared in the game pool and logged out together.

It's not uncommon for some players to log out, but these players were like they had seen a ghost, crawling out with horror on their faces, swearing and screaming as they crawled:

"What the hell is my luck? I pick a random game and it's a disaster!"

"Luckily my mother ran fast, or she would have been whipped to death!"

"Oh shit, I almost pissed myself when I saw Spade appear on the game map!"

"Hasn't the Killer Sequence been training in the Snow Region dungeon recently? Why did they suddenly come to the Ice Age dungeon today?"

Ri Liu raised his eyebrows and looked at the players who were drenched in sweat and tumbling out of the pool. He continued Tang Erda's words: "——Is that what it is?"

As he was speaking, a slender hand with distinct joints stretched out from the edge of the swimming pool, grasped the edge, and pushed down hard. The person in the pool was like a fish out of water, with his slender upper body emerging from the surface of the pool.

The man was wearing a simple black top and a pair of very loose overalls with many pockets. In his other hand he was holding a long black whip that was dragging on the ground.

He was soaked all over, with water dripping from the ends of his hair that covered his eyes to his tightly-packed trouser legs - just as the player who had just escaped said, he must have just come out of an ice dungeon, and the temperature he exuded was so cold that people dared not approach him easily.

The man curled one leg and stepped on the edge of the swimming pool. He supported himself with one hand and jumped out easily, standing steadily in front of Ri Liu.

He just glanced at Ri Liu lightly with the corner of his eyes, just like he was treating the dozens of other strangers who were scared out of the game pool by him. Without giving Ri Liu another glance, he brushed past Ri Liu's shoulder and walked forward.

At the moment when they passed each other, Ri Liu suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist which was so cold that it had no temperature at all.