Chapter 138 Resurrection Game (Part 2)
There is only one dream catcher prop, and once the A-level props are used up, there will be no more.
The same trick can no longer be used, but there is a simpler and more brutal way.
Qiao Song took out the chainsaw and said, "Since the sound has exposed our location, we should strike while the iron is hot and cut open their bellies."
When she was working with Fu Chunyou, she said that she hoped he could help her do the same thing in Tianhuo Square. He had recruited so many players, but he had not obtained the big white cocoon that she had seen before.
It seems that only the paper beasts in the village, that is, those who tried to invade the village from outside the village before, have this thing in their stomachs.
Qiao Song originally thought that Xiao Cong might not be able to do it, after all, her aunt was also one of the people in the paper beast's belly waiting to be resurrected.
"It's okay, I know." Xiao Cong pointed to the rule paper in the elevator.
[5. Even if you die, please take care of your body and don't let it be eaten by paper beasts from outside the village]
They already knew what was in the stomach of the paper beast that invaded the village from outside.
If the skin of the paper beast is a basket for the soul, then according to Rule 5, we can infer that resurrection means replacing the identity of a dead player.
Just like the deer said before, they are in line, and it will be the deer's soul's turn to come out next.
She couldn't feel at ease doing this for her aunt.
What's more, my aunt herself may not be happy about it.
When she touched the black tape in the dream world, the cuckoo bird pecked her hand.
"Leave, don't participate in the game, don't save me."
“Take away souvenirs.”
"Don't save me, don't save me."
Xiao Cong cleared out an attacking prop card, and her face no longer looked like she was crying. "Lin Qun and I will assist you. The thick fog should only last for another hour at most."
Qiao Song started to take out new paper beasts. The previous one with six arms was obviously no longer usable.
"Is this the experience you gained from the last round?"
"Yes, although it may not be the same pattern, but at least it was like this before."
This was the third time they had come in due to a bug, and perhaps for this reason, they were attacked by fog in the elevator the first time.
The fog seemed to be alive and pulled them out of the elevator directly. Soon they met the sika deer.
Qiao Song remembered that the two of them were from West Village, and Aunt Huo, Cowboy, and several people from the strategy team were also from their village.
"Are you the only two in the elevator?"
Speaking of this, Xiao Cong was also very surprised: "The aunt with the cat was still there, but she took the initiative to walk into the fog."
It seems that the Cowboys' strategy team members did not stay for the new round of games.
That guy said he wanted to go to the blind box mall.
Qiao Song shook the paper beast open and threw it away.
Her paper-making skills are improving day by day. Unlike Xiao Ni, the little guy likes to make some small animal shapes, while Qiao Song makes some strange human-like creatures.
The guy with six arms is gone, this time she created a Valkyrie with two heads and four arms.
Then he took out various weapons such as knives, guns, axes and chisels from the toolbox, one in each hand, perfect.
The boy and girl who had been listening to the players exchanging information without interrupting finally showed a shocked expression at this moment.
"Hasn't she only been learning for a few days? How come she can create so many humanoid creatures that walk upright, and they even have two heads and two bodies!"
"Wow, that's pretty cool, girl. Do you think this is more suitable for us? Every time we control the paper beasts, I let you use your hands and you let me use your brain. With our dog-eat-dog tacit understanding, this kind of paper beast will perfectly solve the problem that our souls can only be stuffed into one body, but the division of labor is always uneven, right?"
When he said this, the girl next to him was stunned. It made some sense.
But would Qiao Song be so kind?
Qiao Song, who was sitting cross-legged at the elevator door, had already divided the work with the small jungle group. He looked back into the elevator and said, "Let's go out and kill a few paper beasts. You guys keep an eye on the other sides of the elevator to make sure no strange things come in."
Xiao Ni immediately said "oh" and got ready obediently.
However, the boy and girl looked at each other. They usually ignored this kind of hard labor, but suddenly they became shy, and the boy even showed a bit of a servile expression.
"No problem, leave it to us!"
Qiao Song made such a request because her real body would also leave. Unlike her, Lin Qun and Xiaocong would find it difficult to walk in the fog without the protection of the shrine. This time, he would specifically control the paper beast to provide remote assistance.
The elevator was quite narrow, and Xiao Cong was unable to summon a mattress. She leaned against the elevator wall with a pillow and closed her eyes. Lin Qun let the paper beast he controlled carry the gourd out.
"Deal with the first few first. By the way, Lin Qun, can the water source of your Calabash Brothers skill Water Baby be absorbed from outside?"
A creature on all fours with a gourd on its back, which Xiao Cong complained was an eye-sore, was crawling darkly behind Qiao Song.
Lin Qun's voice came from inside: "You can, but you can't inhale too much. The capacity is limited."
After all, he is a pirated gourd and can only imitate the water boy of the gourd boy, but he does not have enough water to wash a lake.
"Okay, I'll get you some water, suck this."
Qiao Song has already used the shrine teleportation function and cannot use it a second time in a short period of time, but her toolbox still has bags of special lake water that she had stored before.
It’s a good thing that the brother and sister Fan Xi and Fan Heng are not here, otherwise, I don’t know how they would feel when they saw the entire lake in their copy being cleared out.
Lin Qun stared in amazement at the bags of watery liquid that appeared in front of his gourd.
"Isn't this a net bag? How can it hold water?"
"Do you understand the concept of skills? This net bag of mine can be used to carry weapons with a single attribute. Water has a single attribute, so of course it can be used."
Lin Qun understood: "Is it similar to that cold joke cartoon, where the river god controls the river water and the Milky Way is also a river? Tsk, the concept skills are so terrifying."
Xiao Cong patted him on the back of his head: "What are you mumbling about? Get back to work."
The latter quickly lowered her head: "Okay, Sister Cong."
The paper beasts made by Lin Qun and Xiao Cong were slightly better in quality than those made by other ordinary players. After all, they had survived two rounds in the village and attended two classes.
Logically speaking, they know most of the tricks and techniques for passing the dungeon, so the difficulty of passing the dungeon should be much lower.
Lin Qun also reacted at this time: "I feel that many of my memories about the copy have become inexplicably blurred, such as the rules in the elevator. It was only when Xiao Cong and I opened our eyes again in the elevator that we realized that we had seen that piece of paper before."
As a result, in the new round of the game, I only remember to kill monsters to replenish my soul power.
If it weren't for the dream Xiao Cong had, they would never have risked coming down for the third round.
The three of them cooperated with each other very efficiently. As experienced old players, Lin Qun and Xiao Cong had a large number of attack props on them, and they put a lot of them on the paper beasts.
The two of them were responsible for attracting the paper beast's attention, while Qiao Song directly ripped it open.
At the beginning, Lin Qun used the different abilities of Calabash Brothers to suppress the paper beasts. Later, he found that the lake water given to him by Qiao Song had miraculous effects, so he kept using the abilities of Water Brothers.
Soon, he realized something, which was what he had complained to Xiao Cong before, about the inexplicable completion of the dungeon. The entire burning maze was extinguished. At that time, he thought it was a special dungeon plot that he had not had time to participate in.
Don't tell me that thing was made by players.
How many balls of water must be made and thrown down from the sky? Is this something that an ordinary player can do?
Xiao Cong didn't know what Lin Qun was thinking about, so he reminded him with a stern expression, "If you lose focus again, I'll beat you up."
Lin Qun came back to his senses in a second: "No, I was looking at those paper beasts with their stomachs cut open. Don't you think these guys are a bit strange? They all look like animals, but they have mixed characteristics of other creatures."
Previously, the corpses of several other small animals were also hung on the sika deer's head.
Now they have dealt with these paper beasts, including a wild boar with bird wings and a wolf with many rat heads growing on its body. They are weird, scary and a little disgusting.
"It should be several souls squeezing each other, fighting for dominance."
Qiao Song turned on the electric saw and cut open the paper beast's belly. He quickly took out the large white cocoon inside and put it into the toolbox.
This is also the reason why her real body came out, to put the things she got into the space props in time.
It just becomes more and more difficult the more I put it down.
If she hadn't been holding the shrine in her arms, constantly absorbing the faint scent of incense in the dungeon to help her continue to recover, she would have felt that she could not bear it.
At some point, she suddenly looked up at the thick fog in the distance.
"Stop for a moment."
Qiao Song raised her hand and clenched her fist, and the several large paper beasts following behind her stopped at the same time, as if she was controlling three paper beasts by herself.
They used props to lure out the several larger paper beasts in this area and then surrounded and hunted them separately. The most difficult one to deal with before was probably the sika deer.
And now, other noises were coming from the fog in the distance.
After the surroundings became quiet, Qiao Song heard it clearly this time. It was a very faint cat's meow.
She did not look completely relaxed, and held the shrine without moving. The paper beast with two heads and four arms behind her was controlled by her to move forward.
The visibility in the fog is not low. In the paper beast vision shared by Qiao Song, the view from top to bottom is wider, which may also be due to the blessing of the owner of the shrine.
She saw several little guys moving nimbly in the fog. They didn't look like paper beasts from their size. After all, every guy coming in from outside the village had several souls in his stomach, which meant they were destined to be not too small.
Soon, an orange kitten sniffed the air, and then climbed directly onto Qiao Song's paper beast quite rudely.
Xiaoju kept meowing, and Qiao Song somehow felt that he understood.
Lin Qun and Xiao Cong were counting on the spot how many paper beasts they had killed and how many might still exist in the village, when they suddenly felt Qiao Song move.
She took a deep breath, packed up all the remaining things and put them into the toolbox, and her head began to throb.
"There's someone I know in danger ahead. I'm going to go take a look."
Xiao Cong and Lin Qun knew her subtext and did not force them to help: "It's okay, we will join us."
After a pause, Lin Qun added: "Anyway, our real bodies are still in your elevator. This is just the shell of a paper beast. It doesn't matter if we lose it."
It was more dangerous for Qiao Song to go into battle in her own body than for them, although Lin Qun and Xiao Cong had already vaguely guessed what the wooden box she was holding was.
After explaining the situation, Qiao Song continued to move forward in the fog under the guidance of Xiaoju.
When the fog did not invade the village, Qiao Song actually knew the map of the four villages in the entire dungeon. After all, she had caused trouble between several villages more than once at night.
Not only did the elevator not appear in the house, but the map of the entire village had also changed.
The maps of several villages seemed to merge together. Within the range illuminated by the shrine, Qiao Song could see the flowers blooming on the walls, the cacti standing inexplicably next door, the large pile of yellow sand not far away, the strange mechanical creations, and the tattered iron sword.
Elements of several villages have been merged.
The little orange cat ran faster and faster, and Qiao Song soon realized from more and more fusion elements that this might be a new fusion map, close to the center.
The original center of the dungeon was a mountain, and she had participated in a mini-game on the top of the mountain, but now it is a large flat area.
Qiao Song heard the little orange cat's anxious cry, but through the mist, she did not immediately spot Aunt Huo, but instead saw large clusters of colorful flower beds stacked up together.
The blooming and somewhat disgusting flowers were squirming, and the tiny petals seemed to be made of flesh and blood, with small black dots crawling inside from time to time, all of which were insects.
There were many flower beds around that looked like grave mounds. Qiao Song saw Xiaoju digging the soil at one of the small grave mounds.
The flowers on that grave have not yet fully grown, as if it was newly buried.
Due to her strong intuition, Qiao Song did not approach immediately. She felt that the flowers seemed to come alive in an instant, like colorful eyes staring at her. Even with the fog blocking her way, it was still difficult to completely follow that line of sight.
The wooden shrine trembled slightly, and then a layer of fog instantly surrounded it. Compared to blocking the view before, the thick fog now turned into something like a protective shield.
[You have entered the game handover area, please leave quickly. Friendly reminder, to ensure the safety of the players, please leave this location quickly, otherwise you will be contaminated by high-level soul power]
The warning sound only lasted for a very brief moment, and then in the shaking of the shrine, Qiao Song seemed to have turned on a monitoring system, and suddenly heard a conversation coming from another space isolated by thick fog.
Qiao Song recognized the voice inside. It was Fan Heng: "Those players just came a little closer to here, and you used the Gu Flower to detain them all. Aren't you afraid that the game system will judge you for violating the rules?"
"The bug that led to the second round of the game was provided by you. It has nothing to do with me. At most, I just took some small measures to prevent the secrets of the dungeon from being leaked."
"Don't worry, I won't kill them. I just want to drag them into my copy. This doesn't count as a violation, right? After all, they stepped in on their own."
"Your instance is being upgraded. What's the difference between what you did and directly killing these players? Many of them are new players who have just entered the game not long ago."
"You said I wanted to kill them? That's ridiculous. You who are in charge of the Zhazhi Town dungeon, don't you know how big of a lie the so-called death of the players is?"
Qiao Song frowned, realizing that many people she knew might have suffered here. No wonder she didn't meet anyone except Xiao Cong and the others who stayed to participate in the second round of the game.
But judging from what was said later, the paper-making town is indeed the final venue for the resurrection game. No wonder those paper beasts had to travel such a long distance to come here.
So where does the resurrection game start?
At this moment, a voice very close to her ear suddenly came, and someone was whispering to her to remind her something.
It’s Fan Xi.
"Those players are still alive. We can dig them out by watering them with lake water. Be quick. The thick fog will dissipate in 30 minutes."
There was something wrong with Fan Xi's tone. Qiao Song keenly realized that something new was about to happen here, and immediately called over the paper beast carrying the gourd that Lin Qun was controlling.
"Sprinkle all the water on these flowers. Close your eyes and try not to look. I'll show you the direction. Come to me for more water when it runs out."
She spoke very quickly, but the latter seemed to sense her eagerness. Without saying much, he immediately started working with the gourd on his back.
"Xiao Cong, can you use your tentacles? Help me drag a few people."
Before Qiao Song could explain the whole thing, Xiao Cong quickly summoned a mattress at the elevator door and lay down on it despite the risk of being eroded by the fog.
Xiao Ni didn't know what was going on, but he reacted quickly and took off his straw raincoat and covered the young lady in her nightgown with it.
After Xiao Cong closed his eyes, a large number of transparent tentacles immediately emerged from his body.
In the distance, the same tentacles on the paper beast she controlled quickly condensed into nets.
Lin Qun's gourd had already started watering the flowers. Even though he was separated from the paper beast's vision, he still did not take the initiative to look at those colorful blocks of color. Qiao Song held the slightly trembling shrine in his arms and quickly directed him where to water.
What’s strange is that those flowers that seemed to be made of flesh and blood quickly turned from three-dimensional flowers into wet pieces of paper, as if they had encountered some natural enemy.
The little orange cat, who had been trying to dig up the ground, decisively sped up and soon dug out a kind-faced woman from the pile of papers.
It’s Aunt Huo.
Qiao Song immediately dragged the man onto the web woven by Xiaocong's dream tentacles.
Xiao Cong over there also reacted quickly and immediately pulled the person towards the elevator.
Qiao Song’s toolbox can hold ghosts and tools, but not living people. There are at least a dozen players buried in the mounds here, and there might be some of his acquaintances.
The little orange cat, having completed its mission, anxiously circled around Aunt Huo a few times, but soon returned.
Behind Xiaoju and around Aunt Huo, other balls of light were gathering.
Black and white cow cats, pure white lion cats, and even tabby cats appeared quickly.
As soon as each kitten appeared, it began to guide Qiao Song to find the location of the flower bed.
The heavy fog blocked the pollution from the flower garden, so her vision was not much better than that of Xiao Cong and Lin Qun who came to help. But now, with the kittens giving her directions with their meows, it was much more efficient than before.
A roar was heard from the distant area isolated by the fog.
"You actually let the players intervene to save people. No, hasn't the bug in the second round of the game been fixed? How could an ordinary player have such a strong soul defense? What on earth did you give her? You let her walk freely in the fog. You are violating the rules!"
"I have never provided her with any help beyond the rules. This is all in accordance with the requirements of the game. But you, why was the Gu Flower able to occupy several other villages in such a short period of time? Do you really think I don't know the reason?"
After Fan Xi finished speaking, Fan Heng immediately chimed in, sneering: "Didn't you guys tamper with the maze at Skyfire Square?"
"This is what we deserve! We have spent so many years with you. Where is the copy management rights you promised us? Why are you still unwilling to hand it over? The game should accept defeat!"
"If you really want to admit defeat, then you should beat us."
A loud bang from a cannon shot physically dealt with the stubborn guy, and it sounded like there was indeed a fight going on over there.
"Ahhh, how did you, Fan, get involved with the Cyber World? I want to complain. This weapon standard is not what Zhazhi Village should have! The three of us didn't get this opportunity, so what right do you have to make a deal with Cyber?!"
Fan Xi's voice was cheerful, not at all like the hard work she had shown when she was preparing for the last day.
"That AI is much easier to get along with than you ugly human traitors. We've let you win a few times before. This time it's our turn to fight back. If you want to get involved in the resurrection game, you have to be infected by the customs of the Paper-Zha Village. How about it, is Paper-Zha fun?"
"It seems like it should be fun. Look, your flowers are ruined now if they get wet."
After a burst of cursing, Qiao Song realized for the first time that the dungeon BOSS actually loved verbal battles so much.
Now blocked by the fog, she couldn't see the fight between the managers. After all, five members of the 12 committees were fighting at the same time. She was even stuck in a bug and was at the edge of the game map. She didn't know if she could be protected by the rules.
Although the game system is a rip-off, at least there are minimum standards for player survival, otherwise it would not be a qualified game.
It seems that there is indeed a pitfall when entering the second round of the game due to a bug.
The flowers in the pile of earth were soon turned into waste paper by Lin Qun using gourd water. Qiao Song controlled the paper beast with four hands to quickly dig out the players buried underneath. The kittens were responsible for positioning, and Xiao Cong was responsible for dragging people.
Gradually the wind started to blow, and large patches of thick fog turned into claws, trying to attack them, but were quickly blocked by other fogs like rolling waves.
Qiao Song's real body stood still while holding the shrine, just standing there focused, as if he saw the real battlefield.
There were four balls of light that were encroaching on each other's territory. The area of any one of them looked larger than the one in the middle, but it seemed that no one wanted to let the other two companions take the piece of cake in the middle alone.
Fan Xi and Fan Heng might use this strange method to contain the other three parties. The manager of Zhazhi Village is a lucrative job, as it is a very important part of the entire game's operating mechanism and in charge of resurrection.
"It was me who suggested that we could set up a small game between copies. Whoever wins will have the right to issue the next resurrection mission. Didn't you agree to that? Now you refuse to admit your loss?"
"But there is no winner in this round!"
"Of course there is. Look, there is an additional stipulation. Once all the bonfires are gone, the one who once had the most bonfires will be the winner of this round."
"No, when was this added? It wasn't there before."
"Now we have it. The winner of this round has received his reward, and we will also start collecting our rewards. In the next round, the players that the butcher character can legally hunt are still those with black soul color."
“…”
The other managers who were speechless suddenly laughed:
"Is there any point in doing this? They can't leave this game anymore. It doesn't matter whether the person being killed is a good guy or a bad guy. Why do you have to focus on the players with black souls? Who are you enforcing the law for?"
"Is this someone's condition that you agreed to? Did you also make a deal with the Crows of Hell? Hahaha, you are the traitors to humanity, Fan Xi, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the players? Are you also a member of their soul exchange?"
Fan Xi paused for a moment, but did not explain anything. He just announced calmly: "The main system has replied. The game has been judged. The land division area of the dungeon remains unchanged. You can go back to your dungeon. The resurrection mission will take effect. The rules are still to hunt down Dark Souls players."
"A new round of dungeon games begins, and the paper-making town restarts."
bite--
A system prompt sounded in the mind of every player who sneaked into the copy.
When Lin Qun, Xiao Cong and the others dragged the last player out of the pile of dirt, they saw a flash before their eyes, and everyone was teleported to a dark space platform.
You now have 60 seconds to make your choice:
1: Whether to join a new round of Paper Town dungeon on the spot and retain half of the soul's integrity. Please note that when you choose to enter the game again, most of the information about the key nodes of the dungeon will be blurred. This is to protect other players.
2: Players who successfully clear this instance can choose to enter the 12th Committee. You can choose any instance except the special invitation instance. 】
Before the countdown ended, Qiao Song looked around first. There were many unfamiliar players lying on the ground, as well as a few she knew. Aunt Huo had woken up and was comforting the meowing kittens around her.
Qiao Song also saw several familiar faces. Tang Xiaoxiao looked a little dazed. The girl named Jin Jiaqi was anxiously trying to reach the hairpin in her hair, which was getting lighter and lighter in color. However, due to the game system, she could not communicate with them, nor could she directly affect other players.
Qiao Song, Tang Xiaoxiao and Aunt Huo looked at each other for a few seconds and then nodded.
Soon, she chose to enter a new copy.
She had heard of that one a long time ago. It brought together a large number of life-related mini-games, which were very suitable for players to exchange information and repair themselves at the same time. It was a resource-based life copy.
【Blind Box Mall】
Also known as [Blind Box Paradise].
This time, there is too much information to organize and communicate.
The author has something to say:
I'm about to enter a new dungeon and have gone through the main storyline halfway.
Blind Box Mall, this copy is quite interesting. I have done a lot of preparation. There are many strange professions that I plan to put into this copy at once, because there are so many mini-games in it.
Everything in this copy, note that everything, can only be drawn in blind boxes. It is like heaven for the European emperor and hell for the unlucky ones, hahaha.
(I’ve been into blind boxes before, so that can be considered a source of inspiration. Toy blind boxes are okay to collect, but there are so many blind box-like things in recent years that it’s really easy to get addicted to them.)
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