Second copy
The incident of players beating up the administrators became widely known the next day. By then, the Meat Trail had completely collapsed, and the Elephant Leg, beaten by the players, had completely gone on strike.
Ba Feng's residence.
Keef lost his temper and went straight to the door, and the two had a fierce argument in the study.
The snake cub hid behind the door in fear, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.
"Tell me, what should we do now? The two districts are completely ruined." Keef scratched his head angrily, revealing an air of annoyance from head to toe.
Ba Feng, standing by, also looked unhappy. The fact that his plans had been completely disrupted shattered his calm expression. But after the quarrel, he calmed down.
"No, the plan hasn't failed yet." Ba Feng said.
Keefe looked at him in confusion.
Ba Feng looked at him coldly, "We haven't failed yet. Tell Dunsey and Lister to close the two paths directly."
"You mean..." Keef was a little unsure.
"Our original plan was to prevent players from getting food and force them to go to the social park to gamble with Gerald. Now that things have gotten out of hand, we can just close the trail and prevent players from getting food." When Ba Feng said these words, he looked like a mad man filled with obsession.
Keef, on the other hand, was a bit hesitant. "Isn't this a bit too fast? We haven't completely controlled the core yet. I don't think we'll be discovered if we act ruthlessly."
Ba Feng asked in return: "Then what other good ideas do you have?"
Keef was silent.
"We're all risking discovery. We might as well speed up the process and take full control of the core before we're discovered."
The two looked at each other and saw the desire for the core in each other's eyes.
The matter was agreed upon.
That night, the news of the closure of the two major channels spread like wildfire.
Du Ming hadn't originally planned to go to the social park, but a friend messaged him about it, so he decided to go check it out.
The last incident made him feel uneasy about leaving the cub at home, so he put it in a bag and carried it with him.
This was my second time at the Social Garden. There were a lot more people there than last time, and the atmosphere was different.
Anxiety, uneasiness and chaos intertwined together, breaking the original peaceful atmosphere.
The stall owner, whose face Du Ming couldn't see clearly last time, was setting up a stall in the social park again. This time, players surrounded him tightly, shouting something.
"I'll do it!"
“It’s my turn!”
"Get out of my way!"
"The one in front, why are you pushing?"
...
Players who didn't have enough meat or seafood desperately squeezed into the stalls, trying to get food. Players who had enough food were constantly trying to establish connections with people they knew and didn't know.
There are also players who have stockpiled goods and no longer need meat and seafood, and they sell them there at high prices, and the prices are simply outrageous.
Du Ming struggled to squeeze in and out of the crowd. Looking at the players with red eyes fighting each other, his heart sank unconsciously.
It's going to be chaos.
With this thought in mind, Du Ming quickly left the social circle.
Things escalated the next day, and the players were not fools after all.
Although you can adopt another one if you lose your cub, or you can choose to raise a cub that only eats vegetables and fruits, some players have raised it for more than three weeks and are only one or two days away from it. How can they be willing to give up the points they have earned for passing the level?
How much effort they put into it before!
What should I do if I can’t gamble with my own child?
Of course, it is to steal or rob other people’s babies.
There are weaker ones among the weak, and those players with even weaker strength did not dare to go out for a while.
Du Ming stayed at home and cooked food for her son.
The man and his child, who were cared for by their neighbors early in the morning and received snacks, learned about the chaotic situation outside from Ba Feng.
The devil immediately and considerately said that he was going to eat vegetarian food.
Du Ming suddenly felt the sadness of his incompetent old father.
There isn't much meat at home, so we have to eat it sparingly.
He prepared steamed eggs with minced meat and scrambled eggs with tomatoes and rice for Zizi, and discovered something while eating.
The Demon King was eating with a small spoon when his gaze suddenly turned upwards. He looked at someone in confusion.
Du Ming frowned and looked at him, "Have you grown taller?" He straightened the baby and saw that the trouser legs and sleeves were indeed broken.
Because the cub raising manual stated that it was best not to go to the arena or use any medicine to accelerate the growth of a cub during the first five days of raising it, Du Ming had never taken his cub with him. Although the cub was small and ate less, he still had three complete meals and a constant intake of nutrition.
It is inevitable that he will grow taller.
"Looks like I need to buy you some clothes."
Inappropriate clothes are uncomfortable to wear and are not good for growth. After Du Ming found out, he immediately prepared to go to the clothing section after dinner to buy clothes for his baby.
I just got into trouble when I was about to go out.
On the one hand, I was worried that the baby would get too playful and run out on his own like last time. On the other hand, I was afraid that if I took him out, something like what happened in the wheat field might happen and the baby would get hurt.
Besides, it's so chaotic outside now.
After much hesitation, Du Ming finally chose to go out alone.
Before leaving the house, he repeatedly warned her, "Be good, Bao'er, don't go out."
The devil nodded in agreement.
After watching Du Ming leave, the boy's obedient expression changed, and he began to think seriously about what had happened in the past few days. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
As the Demon Lord, he only needed to inform his lieutenants of the assignment and leave the rest to them. After taking over this position, his first order was not to attack or persecute players at will, unless the other party took the initiative and had clear malicious intent.
Regarding players killing each other, as long as they do not damage the core of the dungeon, we will not intervene.
It's just...his intuition told him something was wrong.
After thinking for a long time, the Demon King made a decision.
He carefully drew out a trace of his magic power to communicate with the core, but the magic power was like a stone sinking into the ocean, dissipating in the blink of an eye, and he didn't sense the existence of the core at all.
!
Unbelievably, he drew out another strand of magic power, this time with much greater energy than before. But the result was still the same.
After three consecutive times, the Demon King finally realized that the core was out of his control.
There are several situations where the Core loses control. One is when the replica has been inactive for a long time, the Core's energy is exhausted, and it cannot respond. Another is when the Core is nearing destruction, and all its power is used to protect itself while waiting for repairs.
There is another, and most critical, situation, where someone uses a special secret method to make the core escape his control.
Although the 'You Are My Treasure' instance was a bit chaotic right now, it wasn't as bad as the first two scenarios. So there was only one possibility.
When the devil thought of the last possibility, his heart sank.
He has to find the core first.
However, his palm-sized height grew and expanded in a short period of time. In a short while, he became 1.6 meters tall. His long hair with messy golden bands turned completely black. With black hair and black eyes, and delicate eyebrows, he looked dangerous and mysterious.
Since the core has been separated, using magic power will not affect the core and destroy the copy, so the Demon King changed into his human form to facilitate movement.
Before leaving, he left a note for Du Ming.
I believe the other party will understand.
After making sure nothing was left out, the Demon King flew straight to the next house.
He was most concerned about Ba Feng's room; perhaps the core lay there. However, when he used his magic to reach the second floor, not only the room, but the entire house seemed to have been emptied.
This situation can only mean that the other party has moved out and the house's system has returned to the state of an empty room.
When a person runs away, the suspicion becomes greater.
Unfortunately, he had not cast his magic power on the other party before, so now he could not lock onto the other party's position.
The Demon King frowned, wondering where the other party would go. Unfortunately, with so little contact, he had no clue at all.
Just when he was a little at a loss, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
This was a dead end. Perhaps the replica core was still in the same place? Perhaps he should go to the original storage location to look for it.
After searching his memory, the Demon King had a rough impression of this copy.
The core of this instance seems to be digging for treasure...
With a goal in mind, the Demon King rushed out of Ba Feng's house and flew straight to the treasure-digging site.
At this time, Du Ming also officially arrived at the clothing area.
Tang Jia was sitting on a huge needle and had just hung up the phone with Ba Feng.
He was really interested in this player who had ruined their plans time and time again.
Just now on the phone, Ba Feng had said that he would treat the other party well, so of course he had to follow through with it.
The needles, big and small, in the valley seemed to sense their owner's thoughts and buzzed as if they were playing an impassioned tune.
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