Chapter 41 Aren't You Worried About Him?
“Click.”
The blades of the scissors crossed, and the object fell to the ground with a heavy "thump".
Looking up, I saw countless long corpses hanging among the dense woods.
There was a rope tied around his neck, his eyes were closed, and his broken head was drooping.
His muddy feet were hanging in the air, shivering in the occasional cold wind.
The deeper they went, the thicker the fog became, and they blended into a heavy black.
I can't see clearly.
Li Ziyue silently dragged the bodies that fell from the branches to the tree trunk, so that when they woke up later, they would not feel that the posture they fell to the ground was too embarrassing.
Although he didn't know whether these zombies still had human thoughts and consciousness.
The three men, like fruit farmers harvesting grapes, took scissors and cut the ropes hanging the zombies one by one in the woods.
Most of the zombies here have been dead for a long time, with parts of their body structures completely damaged. It is common to have half of their teeth missing or ears broken. Li Ziyue felt uncomfortable at first, but after the zombies' biting cured his high fever caused by the rain, he actually found these grinning zombies cute.
Having escaped from danger temporarily, the barrage of comments in his live broadcast room became active again.
[But to be honest, even though I know I can survive being bitten by zombies, I am still very scared]
[Hehe, this is one of the reasons why you can’t become a host. You must know that God will give great responsibilities to those who are capable of such great things…]
[The previous one was just an opportunity to recite the text! I caught you secretly studying in the live broadcast room again! ]
[At this point, we still have to rely on metaphysics. If I hadn’t spent five dollars to hire a master to bless the anchor, it’s still uncertain whether the anchor is dead or alive (mysterious)]
[Tsk, if you have this money, you might as well give some points to the anchor]
In fact, Li Ziyue felt uncertain when he jumped out of the window and into the pile of zombies.
At that time, he only had two options for him to gamble.
One option is to immediately hide in the corner of the room or go into the secret passage again. However, once he is discovered by the villagers who break in, the only thing waiting for him is hanging.
Another option is to jump.
At present, the answer to the first path can be temporarily determined as follows: as long as two elements are gathered: the murder scene + the villagers' discovery, the player will definitely die, so this choice is a dead end.
The second option...
Li Ziyue can only give it a correct probability of no more than 20%.
This 20% is made up of:
First of all, the village is surrounded by mountains and is at the bottom of the "funnel". The soil on the ground does not absorb water. The rainwater that falls on the surrounding area will flow into the village along the steep mountains. The accumulated water on the ground will rise at an abnormal rate. This means that unless the player stays in a high place forever, there is a high probability that he will be corroded by rainwater.
After a certain amount of rain falls on your body, you will experience a series of side effects such as fever, weakness in the limbs, and even death in severe cases. If the fever persists for a long time, it is equivalent to forcing all players to walk towards the road of death.
However, the difficulty of the dungeon "The Suicidal Farmer" can only be considered above average, far from being so terrifying that it makes people shudder. In addition, there are many players who have successfully passed this dungeon, which is contrary to the large-scale group damage setting of rain.
There must be a solution to fever, and this solution will not be hidden in a too tricky place.
This idea suddenly came to Li Ziyue's mind when he met a man with a crew cut who was bitten by a zombie but survived healthily.
But he still wasn't sure.
The sample size is too small, and it is possible that the man with a crew cut did other things to offset the negative reaction.
Time was running out, he had a fever and was in poor physical condition, so Li Ziyue could only rely on his past memories.
He felt strange at the time. Many players had been bitten by zombies, but the players lying on the ground all had more or less signs of being beaten. Zombies only bite humans, so the beatings were probably done by other players.
Those players who were bitten seemed to disappear out of thin air.
As the saying goes, if a person is alive, he must be found; if he is dead, his body must be found. Such inexplicable disappearances are the most difficult to understand.
Dead, alive but can't stay near the temple for some reason, alive but trapped somewhere, he's just unlucky and can't meet a player who has been bitten by a zombie...
There were too many possible outcomes, and Li Ziyue could only reluctantly put aside the option of "death" based on the fact that the man with a crew cut was still alive.
The unavoidable rain and the zombies that can be found everywhere can barely counter the large-scale mass injuries and the readily available antidote... This is not contradictory, but to be honest, this idea is far-fetched.
In summary, the probability of surviving this road is less than 20%, but he also has props that increase the probability of escaping from the predicament at the cost of his life.
Although the future will only become more dangerous once we embark on this path, but... there is no other way.
He often felt powerless because of the three words "there is no way", as if the six years of hard work had not left him with any progress, but Li Ziyue had to admit it.
He is just an ordinary person with slightly more experience. It is easy for the infinite copies to kill him, and it is normal for him to encounter problems that he cannot solve.
It is precisely because we realize our own powerlessness that we should be more cautious.
He was immersed in reflection here, but others in the live broadcast room started chatting with themselves.
[This 'Yuanmouren' live broadcast room cannot reward points synchronously. The anchor can only get my points after the dungeon is over. It's okay if he is alive, but what if the 'first emperor died halfway through his career'? I might as well find a master.]
【? Didn’t you receive the update notification? 】
[What? Oh, I got it, but I can only download the installation package in advance. It will take some time for the update to be implemented.]
【Ah? I didn’t receive it? 】
[I haven't either. No way. Does this update also need to be tested internally? What on earth is going on in this live room? Did they mention the updated content? ]
[He didn't say anything, just asked me to download the installation package. I remember it was quite large, dozens of GB]
[Dozens of G? It's going to develop 3D games?! ]
Li Ziyue's gaze paused slightly when he saw the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room.
The outdated live broadcast system has long caused dissatisfaction among most viewers, but due to the uniqueness of the live broadcast content, these viewers who cannot find a substitute can only watch while cursing.
This made Li Ziyue feel strange.
Although the player system and the live broadcast room system come from the same mother, their technological levels are very different. The people in charge obviously have enough capabilities to develop the live broadcast room, but they have always ignored the opinions of the audience.
The audience's anger and dissatisfaction gradually accumulated, and when it was on the verge of exploding, the live broadcast room finally issued an update notification.
This action doesn't seem like a simple update, but more like... raising insects.
He also didn't know how the live broadcast room would change, and he was afraid that it wouldn't be a good change.
As I was thinking about it, I heard Zhang Lian's voice coming from the other side.
"Aren't you worried about him?"
Li Ziyue was stunned for a moment, then realized that the "he" was referring to Sun Yuancheng.
He thought seriously for two seconds: "...not too worried."
"Oh," Zhang Lian replied slowly, "I thought you would be very worried."
Li Ziyue: “……?”
[Hahahaha so sour]
Oh, I thought you would be very worried.
[I am dying of laughter. Why does Brother Li look so confused? Can't he hear the abnormality in Zhang Lian's tone? Is there any expert who can give Brother Li some advice?]
"Sun Yuancheng just looks stupid," Li Ziyue felt strange but didn't figure out the reason. He just walked forward, "Think back to Sun Yuancheng's performance in the primary pseudo-human copy."
"Although he basically appeared as a fake person at that time, except that the fake person was more brutal than him, his thinking habits were not much different from his."
“Boom!”
"He's a new guy, but he understood the difference between his identity and ours in an instant, and decided on his disguise almost without any hesitation," the scissors were clamped on the rope, "Most people would inevitably feel uncomfortable when they find out that they are an alien hidden in a group of people, but he digested this very well."
“Although he was a little bit exposed at the end, as a newcomer, he performed very well.”
Zhang Lian: “Oh.”
Li Ziyue gave him a look, then yawned lazily and continued his analysis seriously: "Actually, I later looked up some information about Sun Yuancheng."
"He is indeed a newcomer. The primary pseudo-human dungeon is the first dungeon he has entered, but this is where the weird thing happens."
The sharp blade rubbed against the thick rope, and the zombie's face, which had not yet been animated, was only two centimeters away from the back of Li Ziyue's hand: "You should know that the world is divided into 'inheritance' and 'innovation', right?"
Zhang Lian blinked slowly.
"Since new players from the Innovation World have no previous players to guide them, the system generally won't make things difficult for them. The first few dungeons these players enter are all the same dungeons produced by big data. The clearance strategies have been chewed up by previous players. New players can pass them as long as they are not mentally retarded. However, the primary pseudo-human dungeon is different."
"The primary pseudo-human dungeon is not particularly simple among all the dungeons. Sun Yuancheng's first dungeon is this one, which shows that his world is inherited from the previous generation of players, not innovative."
“Boom!”
"That's the weird part," Li Ziyue said in a deep voice, "Logically speaking, he wouldn't enter this dungeon by himself. The previous players from his world should have come in with him, guiding him through the dungeon while teaching him."
"But he came in alone, and he was alone in this copy. There is only one possibility for this phenomenon to occur, and this possibility is composed of two points."
"First, Sun Yuancheng was a temporary replacement. The previous batch of players in his world all died in a certain dungeon."
"Second, Sun Yuancheng's potential cannot be underestimated. The system believes that he alone can replenish the points needed to maintain his world on a daily basis."
"To sum up," Li Ziyue sighed slightly, "I'm not too worried about him."
Zhang Lian glanced at Li Ziyue without leaving a trace.
The previous batch of players all died in a certain copy... This is very similar to Li Ziyue's own experience.
Does the way he takes care of Sun Yuancheng also mean that he cares about him?
If Li Ziyue had not helped Sun Yuancheng in the copy like a senior, Sun Yuancheng's experience in the copy would foreseeably become a smaller version of Li Ziyue's.
All the predecessors are dead, and I can only rely on my ignorant self to explore bit by bit. The world I suddenly get is too big, I can't make up the points and I don't know how to quickly earn points in the dungeon. The only way is the simplest, most violent but also the most stressful one - to keep going through the underground dungeon.
Normal players complete a dungeon once a week, but he needs to complete it at least three times.
The pain and fatigue during this period can be imagined.
Zhang Lian raised his eyes in silence, and Li Ziyue's straight back was completely in his eyes.
The light in the forest was very poor and the fog was thicker, but he was like a tall, green pine tree, tough but also lonely.
I am late.
This sentence suddenly popped up in Zhang Lian’s mind.
It's too late.
The air seemed to become heavier, and Li Ziyue in front suddenly stopped.
His voice suddenly dropped to a low level.
"Didn't you hear any strange noises when we were chatting earlier?"
"for example……"
“Boom!”
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