Chapter 121 Paper Town
At this time, in the rocky beach area that had just experienced a round of melee, someone discovered that the fragments of the shrine were hidden in the belly of a mosquito, but the glowing mosquito was quickly moving in another direction.
The reduction in attack frequency is a good thing, but the problem that comes with it is that the harvest of shrine fragments has also dropped sharply.
There were also veteran players in this area, and they immediately realized something was wrong.
"Didn't these mosquitoes attack indiscriminately in the first few rounds? And they also tried their best to surround the stone beach area where the players gathered..."
Why did it go into the bushes this time?
For safety reasons, most players will come out of the bushes and hide on the rocky beach.
The issues related to the main storyline of the dungeon successfully attracted the players' attention. Everyone then remembered that the direction the mosquito was flying seemed to be exactly the right direction to chase the humanoid paper monster that had just appeared inexplicably and caused chaos.
The smart guy had already reacted. After exchanging glances, he and a familiar player quietly left the rocky beach area and chased the player in the bushes.
The few female players who had just ended the chaos found that they still could not do anything to the werewolf girl, so they had to take a step back. They did not want to fight to the death with the other party. They knew the ability of the scumbag and were afraid that the girl was also controlled by the ability.
[Love at first sight is of course due to beauty]
This ability can even make a woman who loves a scumbag die for him, one life for another.
Chu Wen put down the syringe in her hand and sighed: "We really want to help you. Before I almost died, I didn't know he was that kind of person. Please trust us. If it really doesn't work, we will just tie him up and let you temporarily reduce your contact with him and not do anything harmful to him, okay?"
The werewolf girl bared her teeth and put her sharp claws in front of her: "Don't come near me, you can't take him away while I'm here."
This made the man who was huddled in a ball behind him extremely moved.
"Xiao Jue, I know you love me the most. Don't worry, I really have nothing to do with these women. Don't listen to their nonsense. I can explain all this later. You can protect me, right?"
These disgusting lines almost made the women on the opposite side vomit. They gritted their teeth in anger and wanted to move forward with their weapons, but they had to give up because the werewolf girl was almost going to die with them.
The scumbag who lives off women is quite good at choosing. This girl has very special abilities. She becomes stronger with each battle. Even her handicraft skills are good. The paper puppet she made is far superior to other players.
Seeing that those murderous women finally left, A Yue breathed a sigh of relief. He had been hunted by these guys since he came to the Hell Community. If he had known this would happen, he would have remembered to finish off the enemy every time he used his abilities. It turned out that he was young and not ruthless enough at that time, which led to so many troubles for himself.
I'll have to cut off the tail more cleanly next time.
Thinking this in his mind, he immediately put on what he thought was his most handsome face. This paper figure was also taught to him by his new lover, who had already been in this copy for a while and knew a lot of information, making him quite useful.
A Yue said gently: "Were you scared by them? You don't have to listen to what they say. If I were really that cruel, how could I have so many ex-girlfriends still alive in this world?"
The werewolf girl didn't pay much attention to him. She tried to deal with him with a few words. After the other party called her "Xiao Jue Xiao Jue" several times, she suppressed her murderous intent and squeezed out a sentence: "I just had a fight and my body is dirty. Don't be afraid to get too close, dear."
Fortunately, she is in the state of a paper man now, otherwise the bulging blue veins on her forehead would almost expose her emotions at the moment. With every day she performs, her murderous intent will grow stronger.
Knowing that the werewolf girl likes men who are a little more cuddly, A Yue immediately nodded obediently and stopped approaching her.
This finally made Xiao Jue's desire to kill her fade a little.
The shadow of the humanoid paper beast that had come to cause trouble before appeared in her mind, and she quickly called out a book in her heart.
[Entertainment gossip magazine, current energy value 85, unlocking special characters, please wait...]
[Name unknown, gender is female, suspected to have multiple companions cooperating]
[Special creations related to the shrine have been unlocked, with multiple composite abilities, please treat the target with caution. ]
Danger Level A-
It's been a while since I've encountered a player with Danger Level A outside. This guy will probably enter Zootopia soon, so you need to pay more attention to him.
Placing the newly unlocked character card into her personal profile, she glanced at her energy level.
【Entertainment gossip magazine reporter】
[Where there is gossip, there is energy. In a dangerous place like a dungeon, you are at the center of a melodramatic story. You will quickly gain a lot of attention and receive complicated emotions from all kinds of people. Believe me, this may make you socially dead, but the energy you gain will never be unfair to every reporter who sacrifices himself to make news.]
[The higher the discussion, the wider the spread, and the higher the melodrama energy value]
These energy values can be used to unlock information about players or NPCs she encounters, which is quite useful.
But generally speaking, it is not an easy task to create such gossip in an infinite copy. This time, she met a few suitable natural actors, so she came over to get involved, and indeed, she reaped great rewards.
She took out her precious inter-dungeon communication item and quickly sent a message to the guild.
[Silver Metal·Small Decision: Found three special targets escaping from Hell. No information about the last turmoil in Hell has been obtained yet, but a new player related to the shrine has been discovered. He may enter Zootopia later. Should we mark him in advance?]
[Black Iron: Mark, how many days do you have left to clear the level? ]
【Silver Metal: At least three days.】
[Black Iron: After clearing this instance, go to the Blind Box Mall. The S-level boxes there are about to be updated. Go collect information.]
【Silver Metal: Yes. 】
The usage time limit expired and the metal block in her hand quickly collapsed. After reporting the information to the organization, the werewolf girl stretched her body, calculated the value of the information she could bring in this round of the game, and didn't know when she could continue to upgrade.
The Black Iron Guild's intelligence system is divided by metal colors, and the lowest-level players are divided into groups based on letters, and a large amount of information is collected in ordinary dungeons.
Today, this Infinite Highway game, which has not changed for many years, has seen huge changes in copies one after another. She is the senior member responsible for collecting intelligence in the 12 Committee.
This is quite consistent with her identity as a gossip entertainment reporter before her death, but the trouble is that every time her gossip energy is insufficient, she has to create the gossip herself in order to use her skills.
You cannot use a pseudonym, otherwise it will not provide energy.
Her eyes swept over the man who was hiding behind her and only wanted to show off his strength. Because it had rained for a few times, even with her help and having practiced paper-making in advance, this pretty boy who had long been accustomed to living off women was still unable to make a puppet above the passing level.
Tsk, what a troublesome and useless guy.
At least before the Bonfire Festival, this guy cannot die. In addition to providing himself with bloody traffic, his dark soul, which is pitch black and has little value, has other uses.
Xiao Jue licked his lips and silently counted down to his life.
Summer is finally coming to an end. After several heavy rains and a typhoon, most of the paper figures have shown signs of peeling.
And those guys who randomly gave themselves the appearance of wild beasts, even before the end of summer, had to spend money to prolong their lives.
I don’t know if it’s because autumn is approaching, but the grass has become more and more obvious through the transparent display cases, and players have no choice but to grit their teeth and spend money to buy themselves new bodies.
After all, the NPC said that if they don't survive long enough, he will only take the original bodies left by the players at the workbench back to the elevator. As for the bulk souls left in this space, they don't care.
Some players have tried it. When the cardboard shell outside the body is completely rotten and cannot be transformed into a complete body, the soul inside will leak out like a breath of air.
If his companion had not been quick enough to cover his face with his palm, his soul would have probably floated up to the sky by now.
Even if I wanted to go back to the studio and survive the remaining hours, I had to find a way to buy myself a body that could walk.
Those things that cost tens of thousands of dollars are so heart-breaking, but if you don’t buy them, it’s really over.
The Paper-Zha Town copy made a lot of money this time, and the things in the display cabinets were sold very quickly.
But there were also many players who did not buy the goods there. They were either old players who had already realized from the previous round how outrageous the prices would be in the future, or they were those who had excellent paper-making skills.
For example, Qiao Song, she is now even assisting Xiao Ni to put several patches on Lin Xuan's body.
"That's all, uncle. Luckily, Hei Dou and I were nearby. We chased you for a while before we caught up with you."
After Xiao Ni and Qiao Song were separated, they had been wandering around nearby. Qiao Song ran so fast that it took them a long time to catch up with him, thanks to the little Tyrannosaurus Rex's sense of smell.
Lin Xuan moved his body and finally felt that he was no longer leaking air.
"It's not easy to be a paper man. It's windy and rainy. Fortunately, summer is finally over. There should be less rain in autumn."
Qiao Song was not as optimistic as him: "The grass around here is starting to wither. There might be a fight later. You should stay as far away from me as possible. When the time comes, pretend you don't know me and turn around and run. Do you understand?"
Lin Xuan was a little embarrassed, but Qiao Song pushed his tumbler-like body and said, "You'd better run away in advance. I'm afraid that you will just roll on the spot when we run away."
Lin Xuan immediately became full of fighting spirit: "If it doesn't work, I can still spend money. There are so many paper beasts in the display cabinet, and the quality looks better than what I made myself."
The price is just sadly expensive.
The simple paper sticker with kitten ears on Aunt Huo's body suddenly jumped up and down, as if it was observing something while rubbing against Aunt Huo.
"There are players approaching here, they should be coming for us."
Qiao Song nodded, and while Xiao Ni was there, he pasted some paper on the gaps on all the staff members' bodies and patched them up.
Soon, a player came out. It was the lingering Lizardman and his two kangaroo followers.
Qiao Song had already classified these three people as part of the strategy group. It was within her expectations that they could catch up so quickly. After all, the people who played games always had weird skills.
"Hey, the guy over there, our team leader wants to discuss something with you."
Not all members of the strategy group are fools who start fighting right away, but the kangaroo holding the RPG doesn't look like he is negotiating with anyone, but more like a gangster.
The idiot playing billiards next to him was like a clown, throwing a series of colorful solid billiard balls, which looked quite difficult.
The bandit followed Qiao Song's gaze and looked to the side, and instantly felt that his status had been lowered by his companions.
"You idiot, can you please stop playing when I'm saying something harsh?"
"Didn't the team leader ask me to show off my abilities? Oh, I meant to demonstrate them. My only ability is playing billiards. How can I demonstrate it? Can I play table tennis? Table tennis doesn't have as strong an attacking power as billiards."
A military game player covered in hot weapons: …
"Sometimes I really feel like I've joined the wrong guild. If it weren't for the guildmaster, I really wouldn't want to play with you fools."
"Who are you calling a fool? Team leader, he scolded you."
The cowboy paused, he thought of his ability to decorate cakes, and suddenly wondered if he had joined the wrong guild. Never mind, their guild was not full of weird idiots, at least he was not one of them.
He held the cake knife in his hand and said politely, "My friend, we just want to ask a few questions. If I saw it correctly before, have all the fragments of the shrines in the hailstones that fell from the sky since the spring come to you?"
If it was before, he would have started fighting without saying anything, but the opponent had eluded him for so long that he realized one thing: this might be the player he met in the mountaintop game before.
After all, as the game progresses, affected by the rainy weather, many players' paper beasts begin to become damp and peel. This is not only a problem of manual work, but also a problem of soul strength and a manifestation of familiarity with this dungeon.
He thought all the way and finally came to the conclusion that it was almost impossible for a new player to achieve this level. This guy must have obtained relevant information about the shrine before and made a lot of preparations.
"We just want to know a little bit about the shrine. If you have experienced more than one or two rounds of Zhazhi Town, you will naturally get more than us. Even if you find my previous questions offensive, you can choose to trade with us. How about selling relevant information? People in our guild are only interested in game strategy information, especially information about the shrine, not just the shrine in this copy."
The cowboy thought he had shown a very good attitude, especially with the cowboy scarf around his neck, the cake knife in his hand, and the Happy Birthday glasses on his nose. If the other person was smart, they should be able to recognize who he is.
Qiao Song had recognized him a long time ago, but she didn't expect the other party to reveal his identity as a member of the strategy team.
Normally, wouldn't this kind of psychopath come to her door and be beaten back by her, and finally run away with his tail between his legs? At least the previous few encounters were all in the same order.
"In order to avoid your misunderstanding, we can show a little sincerity first."
Being the most rational cowboy in the room, he pulled out a slightly warm piece of paper from his pocket.
That is why he can be the team leader, while the kangaroo brothers, who have such strong individual capabilities, can only be team members.
He has two good nieces and extraordinary abilities, so he has a lot of props.
[Classic face-slapping plot in novels]
[The secret of the so-called face-slapping novel is that the cannon fodder must not have a high IQ and is easily overwhelmed. He rushes forward even though he knows he can't win. The main character has selective amnesia. He rushes forward even though he knows the other party has a backer. He embarrasses the protagonist and shows his power. Then the protagonist will develop for a while and become his stepping stone to kill everyone. Only then can the cannon fodder complete his mission.]
[Holding this piece of paper can help you avoid conflicts with the "protagonist" to a great extent. ]
main character?
When Qiao Song saw this familiar word, he instantly thought of the girl with special abilities in the Hell Community.
This is Wawa's ability. Wawa did say at the time that she went to the Hell Community based on a strategy sheet given by her sister, just to meet the protagonist.
Am I the protagonist?
When Qiao Song had this question in his mind, he looked up and found that the cowboy had mixed emotions: "Can you see the words on this piece of paper?"
Qiao Song understood: "You are actually deceiving me?"
The doll has a very special ability, and she has not told anyone except her sister. After all, her sister is fully capable of protecting herself, but their uncle who makes the cake is not so good.
"When my niece gave me this piece of paper, she just told me to carry it with me. If the paper gets hot, it means it has worked. She asked me to take out the paper and see who can see the words clearly. I should never oppose her and try to cooperate with her."
This is also the strategy suggestion given by my eldest niece, their president.
Wawa had said before in the Hell Community that she was the only one who could see the word "protagonist" above Qiao Song's head.
She said she had been looking for the protagonist for a long time before she finally met Qiao Song with the help of her sister's guide.
The term "protagonist" always feels a bit weird, but it definitely can't be such a clichéd background that this infinite flow world is actually a novel and she is the protagonist.
Qiao Song was more inclined to believe that this was the doll's ability manifesting itself in her.
"Since this piece of paper has worked, then of course I have to listen to my niece. After all, both of them are higher in rank than me in the organization. So, do we need to cooperate?"
The cowboy pointed to the shrine that was covered with a handful of grass in her arms.
"I don't know why those fragments have been following you, but if you continue like this you will really become a public enemy."
A large number of shrine fragments are scattered in every season. Qiao Song is now the only one eating all the food and has successfully stood on the opposite side of all the players.
Lin Xuan didn't quite believe it: "It's just a piece of paper, are you guys so kind?"
He couldn't see the contents on the paper, but he had heard about the strategy group, which was a group of lunatics who had been doing all kinds of incredible things in the game. Other organizations all had one goal, which was to make more money in the game, expand their territory, increase their personnel, and obtain a large amount of intelligence. This was the Black Iron Guild.
Or they could frantically clear dungeons, recruit newcomers, train talents, and use props to arm the guild, or even use props to control ghosts and monsters for the use of human players. This is the Newcomer Alliance.
Only Dawnland and the Strategy Group are two incompatible and crazy guilds.
The members of the former team are often missing all year round, but they are all high-level players.
The latter is that the guild members have all kinds of abilities, most of which are related to the game, but sometimes when they are going through the dungeon, they go astray. It is more like causing trouble in the dungeon than passing the level.
They are all notorious guilds, but they have many high-level players.
The people in the strategy group are much more active than those in Dawnland. They are a group of psychopaths with a strong presence.
Qiao Song's feelings towards them were also complicated. Compared to the other guilds who liked to hand out business cards to her, the people in the strategy group preferred to use their faces to receive her slaps.
This was the first time I encountered a pursuit that came to a sudden halt and then was able to flexibly adapt.
"If you don't refuse, then it's okay."
They were all in paper form, and the cowboy couldn't see her expression clearly, but the weather forecast had already sounded.
[The weather is cool and refreshing in autumn, but you should also pay attention to fire prevention]
The kangaroo brother who had been on standby nearby was already considering whether to use a flamethrower or a fire extinguisher. He said unhappily, "Didn't we try it when we entered the dungeon? Fire can't burn paper."
The kangaroo, who was holding a billiard ball in one hand and a ping-pong ball in the other, didn't know which one to use, and quickly choked back: "Just because your fire doesn't work doesn't mean the fire in the dungeon doesn't work."
"That's right. After all, the bottled water I brought into the dungeon can't soak me through when I pour it on myself, but today's rain can."
"That's because it's lake water that fell from the sky!" The cowboy slapped them both on the back of their heads.
"Get ready, other players are coming. Cover this new friend and collect the shrine fragments."
I really intend to help.
Qiao Song looked around at these three guys. It was really hard to understand the way these people in the strategy team thought. They were shouting for war one second and working for you the next.
The cowboy seemed to be able to sense what they were thinking: "Although the outside world has mixed opinions about the strategy group, our guild has a rule that is supreme and cannot be refuted."
"You must absolutely obey the strategy given by the president. Don't question, don't hesitate, and don't look back," the man on the left who was taking out a weapon from the kangaroo pocket and the man on the right who finally took out a bowling ball answered in unison: "This is all for the final victory of the game!"
"Then let's have some fun~ Wuhu~ bowling~ take off~" The kangaroo brothers on the right did not choose billiards or table tennis in the end, and a huge bowling ball flew out.
Just as Qiao Song had expected, with the arrival of autumn, the tall grass that protected them began to turn yellow and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. The man holding the flamethrower manually ignited it without hesitation.
The cowboy took the lead in explaining the behavior of the team members: "The new debris is hidden in the withered grass. It is easier to burn the grass..."
Before he could finish his words, he was surprised to see the little insects hiding in the grass. Like moths seeing the light, they all flew towards Qiao Song the moment they left the shelter of the dry grass.
Just like the mosquitoes before.
Qiao Song reacted quickly and attacked left and right. Soon a large number of insect corpses fell around him. These were not all insects carrying the shrine fragments, but when all was said and done, the number was not small.
[Charging the Shrine]
【52/100】
With someone's help, things go fast. Qiao Song hardly had to put in any effort. When the people in the strategy group were not making trouble, they really made the gaming process very enjoyable and achieved the goal quite smoothly.
Although there were sudden drops in temperature and typhoons in autumn in addition to wildfires, by the time others reached their area, Qiao Song had already collected 76 pieces of the shrine fragments.
"Damn it! I was wondering why there were so few shrine fragments this time. It turns out they are all concentrated here."
"Stop cursing, stop cursing. It seems like we can't win this battle. Do we have to charge in?"
Autumn is coming to an end and winter is coming soon.
Winter Shrine Fragments will drop from the sky just like before.
Qiao Song, who had received the news a long time ago, licked his lips and made eye contact with the others. The way they spent the last season was very simple and rough. They moved quickly while collecting fragments, and then withdrew decisively without interacting with others.
After all, the weather forecast game on this floor only lasts for 4 hours, and the key is to survive. After the time is up, Fan Heng will run away with their bodies, and he has to leave some time to return to the elevator.
Her real body is still there.
More and more players were watching around, and this wouldn't work. Qiao Song decisively found a direction and collected the shrine fragments while retreating.
After all, those things would come to her on their own initiative, so she didn't need to stay in the grass and wait for the snow to fall like everyone else.
As early as after autumn, when the grass no longer provided cover, most of those hiding in the grass, probably NPCs disguised as paper beasts, had already withdrawn.
They are not stupid. As soon as that lunatic in paper kangaroo costume started burning the grass with a flamethrower, most of the NPCs started to run away.
They come to work to have fun, not to die.
As the dungeon progresses, the concept of "fire" in autumn can already cause them some damage.
Players are now in the state of controlling paper beasts. If they die, at most their souls will leak out, and they can still spend money to buy a body. However, if they are injured, it will be very painful, so it is not worth it.
Once the NPCs withdraw, this will be the main battlefield for the players' civil war.
Qiao Song felt the increasingly tense atmosphere and realized how important today's gains were. After most of the gains on the field took the initiative to run towards her, the players' eyes changed.
Envy, jealousy, curiosity, or even exploration.
It was the first time that Qiao Song saw so many players surrounding him after entering the dungeon. The burned grass was like burning the originally peaceful border, placing everyone in the arena.
At the end of autumn, Lin Xuan was driven away by Qiao Song, and Hei Dou directly escorted him back. Otherwise, with his skills, it would take an unknown amount of time for a brick to roll back to the workbench next to the elevator in his own village.
Aunt Huo's hostility towards the strategy team has now greatly reduced, and she helps to cover Qiao Song's retreat. However, Qiao Song himself feels a little hot-headed and his eyes are a little blurry.
[Charging the Shrine]
【89/100】
As she ran away, she used the shrine in her hand as a fruit basket to catch the snow that was blowing towards her like razor blades. She even hoped that the snowballs would hit her directly in the face because her brain was a little too hot, like an egg that was about to hatch and something was about to come out of it.
Fortunately, the last season was winter, which made her feel a little better.
"What are you holding in your hand? Give it to me—"
A young man almost broke through the encirclement and rushed to Qiao Song, but was hit by her axe. The paper axe that had accompanied her for nearly four seasons was completely turned into a ball of rotten paper, and the player who was hit by her was directly sent flying backwards dozens of meters.
There was a brief pause and a moment of commotion around, and then it soon became lively again.
This excitement is due to other reasons.
Qiao Song finally waited for the seasonal winter disaster that Cowboy had mentioned to her - a snowstorm.
When a season of winter is compressed into one hour, the climate becomes maddeningly unpredictable.
The sky suddenly darkened, the extremely low temperature and the knife-like snow made it almost impossible for everyone to see the scene in front of them. This was also the best way to end.
Use the power of nature to cut through the battlefield.
There was a thudding sound in the sky, and a huge hourglass appeared in front of all the players even though the snowstorm blocked their view.
[The game field is about to be closed. All players are requested to return to your original body as soon as possible. Friendly reminder: the soul cannot move on its own. If the body is damaged, remember to buy a temporary body and escape in time.]
[Countdown: 120 seconds]
【119】
【118】
This sound reminded all the players who were still hot-headed and chasing after the shrine fragments.
Under such circumstances, Qiao Song quickly separated from Aunt Huo and the others, and each of them tried to run back in the direction they came from. In addition to blocking the vision of most people, the snowstorm also made Qiao Song finally feel refreshed.
It was as if some pent-up energy broke through a barrier, and suddenly, she heard a ding in her mind.
At the same time, there was a clicking sound coming from the shrine.
【Charging Completed】
Her soul suddenly fell away, and when she regained consciousness, she was already sitting in the elevator.
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