Chapter 286 Final Battle
"I am inviting you on behalf of the last two guilds outside the rules. We have discovered an extremely special system model that can realize free travel between the human world and the Infinite Highway."
In the white space, the robot's humane and bewitching voice echoed.
On the other side, there was a person made of stone.
Qiao Song found it funny when he thought about it: "Why do you think I would agree?"
Looking at Qiao Song's increasingly indifferent expression, Jiang Qi Xin's mouth curled up again.
"It seems that you are not very satisfied with this price?"
Qiao Song looked around the layout of the space. Apart from the large area of white, there was nothing else. Only under the feet of the robot, there were countless thin metal wires flowing out like jellyfish.
"I'm just a little curious, how can you freely go back and forth between the mechanical device and the main system? Obviously, Dr. Ye can't do that."
Jiang Qixin's expression gradually changed, and he seemed to dislike Ye Shuyun: "She is one of the earliest idealists. Those people pursue different things from us. They are deeply integrated with the main system, but if they want to become a real system, they must first be absolutely fair. They cannot interfere in these things outside."
"Freedom and control cannot be achieved at the same time. I think you should understand this principle better given your status."
If you become a stone, you will not be able to feel the joys and sorrows of the human world, nor taste the ups and downs of it.
If we become human, we will no longer be able to rule the world.
Qiao Song certainly knew this truth, but Jiang Qi Xin had somewhat overestimated her need for the latter.
"Your bargaining chip is just such a two-way system? If I'm not mistaken, the key to opening the barrier is me."
Jiang Qi Xin's expression relaxed a little. She was not afraid of Qiao Song making any requests, she was only afraid that she would not ask for anything.
"Qiao Song, you must hate magicians who chase you like sticky candy. I can give You Yitong to you as a gift. You can chop his soul into pieces, or tear it out and put it in a jar as a toy to torture it repeatedly. Apart from him, if you don't like anything and don't want to deal with it yourself, we can help you. We will be your knife."
Qiao Song's eyes moved slightly: "Are you so cruel to your own people?"
Jiang Qixin's robotic face seemed exceptionally calm, with a kind of high-sounding hypocrisy on his face:
"Everyone is equal in science. Everyone can be experimental consumables, including myself."
This makes people feel sick.
She clearly thought that everyone except her was consumable. Newcomer Alliance, Newcomer Grave. Qiao Song would never forget how many people were buried in this guild?
The same scientist, why does Dr. Ye do something different?
The more he looked at Jiang Qixin's smiling expression, the more it resembled You Yitong. Qiao Song had no doubt that You Yitong, the extremist, was brought up by her.
The person who had been with him for so long like a child can be sent away just like that. Does that psychopath You Yitong know that he is being traded as a prisoner?
Qiao Song was even certain that whether it was asking You Yitong to keep looking for her in the rookie copy or to cause all kinds of trouble afterwards, these instructions were probably issued by Jiang Qixin.
The reason why Jiang Qi Xin dares to negotiate terms so confidently is because she is also a part of the system, but her integration is not as thorough as Dr. Ye's.
They have indeed developed systems that allow them to pass through the barrier freely.
Qiao Song could also confirm this through the information conveyed by Shu Ruyue.
Including the player game system and most of the dungeon settings, this is something that a stone who has never been a human would never be able to think of.
Qiao Song admitted that, to a certain extent, she only provided a rich soil, but it was human beings themselves who cultivated the various vegetation.
It’s just that some people grow crops, some grow ornamental flowers, and some grow poisonous plants.
Not only do they grow poisonous plants themselves, they also pull up other people's plants, step on them, chop them up, and burn them into ashes to make fertilizer.
"You can freely travel back and forth between the infinite world and the real world in both directions," Qiao Song chewed and digested the meaning of this sentence, "But aren't you all vegetative? What's the point of going back and forth and waking up again and again?"
So many players on the road wanted to go back. They thought that these extreme guilds standing on the opposite side wanted to stay here and develop new forces, but they didn't expect that they wanted much more than that.
Jiang Qixin: "So-called freedom is not just freedom to come and go, but also freedom of body."
"Have you ever experienced the resurrection game? It starts from Zootopia and ends at Zhazhi Town. On the foggy road, several souls fight each other. In the end, the winner jumps out in Zhazhi Town, puts on human skin, completes the system task, and as a reward, they can live again."
This resurrection process was set up by the committee members. Qiao Song also recruited players who had experienced the resurrection game. He had also been to the town himself and knew the process.
"Since you have to fight to wear human skin, shouldn't it be the same in the real world? Everyone fights for the best-looking skin, the most outstanding identity, and can even change to another life at any time. This is a cyber copy, this is what we should do when we come to this world, this is a game, we are the administrators, and we can change roles at any time."
Tsk.
Qiao Song: "If the freedom you're talking about is letting the dead possess the living——"
Qiao Song stared at the robot, as if he wanted to see through her eyes and see one of the thousands of crowded souls inside.
"——Among so many ordinary lives, you probably wouldn't pick those that are miserable, right?"
"You Yitong has always been a thief, and he would get angry all his life. Doesn't he want to have a happy family, a decent life, and not lack money and material things? You call this behavior of taking over other people's lives freedom?"
Jiang Qixin didn't seem to care about this at all: "Qiao Song, you met a good parent when you were playing the Sims. You set your moral sense too high. The real world is a filthy place. People there love to fight against themselves. They are cunning and dirty, calculating against each other. The brilliance in people's hearts is just a tiny bit among thousands of dark thoughts."
"The real world is not as beautiful as you think. There are no fewer painful things there than in the dungeon. The rules of killing are not laid out in the open. The real world will eat up those who don't follow the rules one by one, and then say that you are not working hard enough. But this system will give them a new life. They are thrown into such a world in the desperate reality. Of course, they will understand the preciousness of life. When they go back, they will make different choices..."
"And their bodies are the deposit I want."
“The new infinite flow world will save countless empty souls in the real world.”
Isn't this just a disguised way of expanding the scope of the game, actively pulling in more living people, and then giving their bodies, identities, and rewards to those who succeed in the game, or even the management?
"Excuse me," Qiao Song said with a strange expression, "Is this how you brainwashed You Yitong in the past, belittling others, praising yourself, and then rationalizing all your actions?"
"So according to you, ordinary people's lives should be abandoned, and they should even enter the game to realize how mediocre and incompetent their own lives are, and then it's your turn to make decisions for them?"
Qiao Song couldn't help but sneer: "You enjoy being a manager, putting the lives of ordinary people aside as the least valuable commodities, and then picking out the ones you like?"
The atmosphere in the empty white space was tense.
Qiao Song stared at the robot opposite him as if he was looking at some garbage.
Light golden ripples gradually appeared in Qiao Song's eyes, and finally became increasingly intense, as if dazzling sunlight was about to burst out.
"You clearly want to replace the gods as humans, but you act so arrogantly and condescendingly."
Her voice gradually rose like thunder, carrying a certain natural deterrence, echoing throughout the space.
"Who do you think you are giving alms to?"
A tattoo-like crack suddenly spread along Qiao Song's arm until the skin cracked and white light spread out.
There was a sudden gap in Jiang Qixin's standardized smiling face, and the wires under the robot suddenly pulled out and stabbed forward, but missed.
Her lips moved, like a clown stripped of its greedy coat, as she watched Qiao Song disappear completely: "Wei Yang's real substitute..."
"You made a puppet for yourself in advance and walked outside. You actually learned Huo Siran's tricks!"
In the backup cyber city of the Brain Wave Management Center, You Yitong watched as the walls of the metal devices began to collapse. A vortex appeared behind a large number of empty cans, and then all kinds of hands stretched out from inside the door, just like opening a door to receive a package, and took all the cans away.
The whole process took only a few seconds, and You Yitong soon heard Jiang Qixin's voice with suppressed anger: "Qiao Song ran away - when did she use the ability of the Sheep? I asked you to calculate the zodiac abilities she had used, why didn't you report it in advance?!"
You Yitong gritted her teeth and replied, "She has indeed used Weiyang's ability before."
Whether it is the dream world or the cyber world, they are all built on the basis of the Happy Cemetery. If Qiao Song's zodiac ability can be used for the second time, it may mean that the other party's ability has surpassed the restrictions of the rules on players.
Jiang Qixin figured this out, and her angry voice finally subsided: "Go to the cemetery. She refused the deal. She probably wants to bring those players back to the ship. Don't give her a chance!"
Jiang Qi Xin had originally been betting that Qiao Song wanted too much to go to the real world, or that she would be soft-hearted and want to rescue all the detained souls, including those who had already held funerals and flown to the barrier.
But if Qiao Song only planned to save a small number of people and escape, and drove that broken boat to wander forever in the river of life and death, then Jiang Qixin's subsequent plans would not be able to be implemented.
Great greed or great kindness, this is what Jiang Qixin and Fu Chunsheng are betting on.
But Qiao Song never follows the rules, and even the cyber data world can't contain her.
I would rather break the rules and not get close to that position than make a deal with her.
Several souls were tumbling inside Jiang Qixin's mechanical body, roaring like a mixture of men and women:
"Go to the cemetery, she's going to dig up a lot of graves, stop her from taking those guys away!"
Outside the Happy Cemetery, the water in the River of Life and Death began to boil as Qiao Song's mood changed.
Jiang Qixin was right about at least one thing. The system and methods they mastered were indeed a bit tempting to Qiao Song.
Qiao Song herself has not experienced anything in the real world. All she has seen so far are phantoms and delusions.
It's all fake.
She has not yet touched the truth.
But Qiao Song knew what kind of bastards these were. She would be crazy to cooperate with them.
No one in this world can threaten her, and Qiao Song wants the best ending.
Jiang Qixin and the others felt that Qiao Song would not be willing to change back to his previous appearance. The price to directly rule the world was to turn back into stone.
Qiao Song was indeed reluctant, but that was because she knew she could find the best ending.
When he forced himself to wake up, Qiao Song was already in the tomb. Although it was a special area, the space underneath was almost as small as a coffin.
It was still daylight in the cemetery at this time, and although the dream world was on the verge of collapse, not everyone was ejected.
Back then, Aunt Huo used Wei Yang's ability to create an empty shell for herself. Wei Yang stayed in the animal city, and she walked outside as a player. Facts proved that she was successful.
If two bodies can deceive the system, Huo Siran has completed the first version and Qiao Song has just done the second experiment.
She looked up at the sky through the transparent screen of the coffin lid, where she could see a very faint halo.
On the street of the cemetery, a buffalo with glowing hair continued to fly into the sky, carrying the souls on its back.
During the chaos at the cemetery a few days ago, many people had their funerals held.
Jiang Qi Xin thought that Qiao Song would feel guilty about the souls on the barrier, but she was totally wrong.
What Qiao Song was thinking about was how the cemetery was created. She knew that Jiang Qi Xin had been preparing for so long, and Li Yuan and the others were not bad either, and they also had things they were hiding from her.
"Li Yuan, has the boat arrived?"
In the empty tomb chamber, a raven feather slowly crawled out from the lid of the toolbox.
[Half an hour to go]
This time it wasn't the sound of speaking, it turned back into bubbles.
Li Yuan didn't dare to speak only when his strength was too concentrated and the effect of his words was too good.
Qiao Song also heard the sound of something running on the street. She got up and saw that it was A Guang.
He dug out a pile of rags from somewhere and stuck them all over the outside of the coffin. He actually dared to go out in the moonlight and headed straight for her yard.
"Qiao Song, are you awake?!"
With rags all over his body, A Guang struggled to get around the coffins in the yard, having to be careful not to be hit by the grazing buffaloes.
As a result, as soon as he rushed to the pointed tombstone, before he could knock on the door, the person inside opened the coffin and stood up.
Unlike A Guang who was so afraid of revealing any cracks in his clothes, Qiao Song bathed directly in the light.
Ah Guang just praised him by saying "You are really awesome", and suddenly he realized:
"No, no, lie back down! Who told you to turn yourself into stone?"
When Qiao Song was a complete player, although he was not afraid of light, he would definitely be affected and his skin would be corroded.
But if she is no longer afraid of the light, it means she is becoming more and more like her old self.
Myself just after climbing out of the water.
If she turns back into stone and becomes the god of death, no one can threaten her anymore, which means that Qiao Song can no longer leave this world.
She has to sacrifice her own wish to fulfill the wishes of the remaining players.
Ah Guang pressed on the coffin lid and yelled, "We have worked so hard for so long, not for you to give up all your efforts and use yourself as a springboard! Do you know how long I have been picking up scraps and staying up all night waiting for this day, so that I can resist sleep and not fall asleep during the day in the cemetery? Don't do this to me at the critical moment!"
"Sacrificing oneself for the sake of others, this is such an old-fashioned plot! You have read so many novels and watched so many TV dramas, why haven't you made any progress? What on earth did Jiang Qixin and Fu Chunsheng tell you?"
Qiao Song patted the lid in anger and amusement: "They didn't say anything, open the door, I was just doing an experiment, I held an umbrella, look."
A Guang then made room for him and saw that Xiao Shitou's skin was actually covered with a very thin layer of something, just like his own.
"This is the paper I got from Fan Xi and the others."
A Guang felt relieved when he saw that she didn't turn herself into stone. He didn't even think about why Qiao Song could take out so many duplicate items now.
"Come on, now that no one else can move, let's go dig a grave."
He had indeed prepared for today for a long time. The advantage of Li Yuan having so many backup plans was that every possible event could be predicted in advance.
All the rags on A Guang's body were dropped by players before entering the cemetery.
These things are far away from their owners. If the soul's accessories are too far away from the soul, the melting speed will become much slower. This is the experience that A Guang gained from guarding the trash can.
He had conducted this experiment countless times in countless cemeteries during the days and nights.
Qiao Song laughed as he listened to this: "So you said you lost so much weight, not only because of digging holes, but also because of picking up garbage?"
Ah Guang was so angry that he tried to tear the robot apart: "When I get home, I must ask Li Yuan to invest in me to make a documentary."
"What about Mo Wen? Wasn't he in the cemetery with you? Why haven't I seen him? The same goes for Doctor Wu. He treated Li Yuan at the Blind Box Mall."
Ah Guang, who had just been complaining about how hard the administrator's life was, suddenly stopped talking.
Qiao Song had just finished testing A Guang and was still suspicious, but before he could speak, he saw several strange mechanical devices on the wall illuminated by white light, climbing up the wall and trying to flip it over.
Not from the neighbor's side, but from the wall facing the street.
As soon as Qiao Song saw the style of the mechanical item, he knew who made it.
Ah Guang even shouted: "The helpers from the Newcomers' Alliance are here!"
Those people should have made various arrangements in the cemetery a long time ago. Qiao Song knew that it was still daylight, so these people chose mechanical helpers this time. When the white light fades and night falls, that will be the real battle.
Qiao Song made a prompt decision: "You're talking as if no one has a machine. Go and help me turn on the butler robot."
The machines produced by the main system will strictly follow the rules.
The batch of water that is flooding the ranch right now was obviously set up by You Yitong and his team at some point in time.
After Qiao Song handed it over to A Guang, he quickly climbed over the wall and knocked on the coffin next door: "Mike crazy? Damn microphone, wake up!"
"If you keep pretending to sleep, I'll pull your cat's tail!"
I don't know which word touched me, but Mike Feng's KTV decoration style with obsidian brilliance suddenly vibrated.
Not long after, a half-dead voice floated out.
"Sister, it's not time to wake up yet. Not everyone is like you. After being forcibly awakened, they still have the energy - what are you doing? Why did you come in?"
After Qiao Song jumped in, he knocked on his coffin and quickly asked, "Does your car have any other functions, like playing music or something?"
He kept touching his head, making sure that the one on top was Mike Crazy, and finally couldn't help it:
"Everyone's coffin is customized according to their preferences. You can also customize one for yourself."
Qiao Song also thought, isn't this time running out? If the negotiation with Jiang Qixin fails, this broken place will definitely be sunk within 24 hours.
Jiang Qixin didn't want Qiao Song to take away the person she wanted to take away, and Qiao Song didn't want to give the other party a chance to escape.
"Are you familiar with the mummy? What is the function of his coffin? Can it become bigger or smaller? Can it preserve stones? He has always been in a mummy state and seems to have never aged due to the changes in funerals. So does his stone coffin still have a preservation function?"
Upon discovering Qiao Song's interest in mummies, Mike Feng's tone immediately became mean: "That's great, I've disliked him for a long time. This gambler is actually a researcher of ancient Egyptian culture. The coffin design is very retro and can indeed achieve the functions you just mentioned. Moreover, he is particularly fond of gambling and he once formed a guild."
"Gamblers' Guild."
Qiao Song interrupted him and naturally took away the props that looked like small microphones placed near the bedside. Mike Feng was ready to cut off the meat, but after looking at it for a while, he threw it back.
Mike watched madly as Qiao Song plucked out a few strands of his hair and blew them, turning them into a few orange stars. Finally, they quickly changed into the shape of a microphone, followed by suona, erhu and other instruments.
Mike Feng's expression suddenly became complicated, and he spoke in a tone similar to that of an old friend, "Are you really going to do this? Li Yuan and the others have already made all kinds of preparations, and they will not go back on their promises to you. There is no need for you to take such a big risk..."
Qiao Song looked up at the guy and said, "You are not crazy, are you?"
The guy with the microphone on his head suddenly trembled. Before he could explain, he heard Qiao Song laughing: "I'm kidding, I know you are Shanmao. In the band before, this guy was more concerned about whether his face would be recognized than I was. The two zombies who also have a little grudge against me were so scared that they wanted to move away since entering the dungeon. But you are so arrogant that you show off your microphone head in front of me every day."
Qiao Song tapped his head, and the mountain cat finally transformed into the face of the young man that Qiao Song had seen before.
"I'm just afraid of being chased and beaten by you. When there are two evils, choose the lesser of two evils."
Qiao Song stared at him for a while and asked, "Can your ability to disguise and change fool the system?"
Shanmao straightened his back immediately: "Of course, who do you think I am? A former host of the Mist Radio Station, okay? If Li Yuan hadn't sent me to monitor the Mist's movements on official business every day, I wouldn't have been able to only be a second-level copy in the blind box mall and an administrator in the amusement park."
Qiao Song had felt it strange before. As an administrator of the Twelve Committees, Shanmao was also Li Yuan’s former teammate. Because of his eccentric personality, he was often playing in the wild. In the end, he didn’t make it in time when the last floor was reached.
This guy has everything. He didn’t get the inheritance directly from Qiao Song, but he worked hard to get into the committee.
His skills must be buggy.
"Can you become like me?"
The young mountain cat looked at him for a while, figured out what he meant, and quickly changed his body shape, becoming an exact copy and paste of her in front of Qiao Song.
The human skin changed like a piece of rubber, very elastic, and even the clothes were exactly the same.
[Mountain Cat·Absolute Simulation·Specialized profession for Internet fraud, no matter what gender or species, I can change my voice and show it to you~]
[(Voice is cute) Brother, why are you angry? If you don’t like Lolita, (Voice suddenly becomes deep) It’s no problem to become Zhang Fei~]
As soon as the mountain cat Qiao Song opened his mouth, he looked like he wanted to be scolded: "But sister Qiao, please don't make it difficult for us mortals. I can't transform your box."
Qiao Song directly threw his genuine prop box into his hands.
"I made many copies of this thing, take one."
After thinking for a while, she took out another white box.
【Shirobako: Career Converter.】
Without much hesitation, Qiao Song threw the white box onto the mountain cat. After the white box flashed, a card was quickly taken out from it. Qiao Song took a look at the mountain cat pattern on the card and put it away with satisfaction.
"You take this box as well, and act accordingly when the time comes."
Shan Mao, who looked exactly like Qiao Song, was immediately confused: "What do you mean by playing by the seat of the pants? You're not going to ask me to draw fire for you, are you? I'm just a liar in disguise. I'm good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, playing musical instruments, and singing, but when it comes to fighting ability, I may not even be able to beat the high school students you brought with you!"
Qiao Song smiled: "You are quite self-aware. You don't have to do anything. Get some props to protect yourself. I have used up my portal skill. There is something I need to get back."
A few minutes later, A Guang added a few more pieces of tattered kung fu to his body, and Qiao Song finally came back.
"Where have you been? The robot army is coming soon!"
Seeing that Qiao Song was covered with a layer of garbage and various paper-making props that was even thicker than before, Guang was satisfied: "That's right, this is the only way to be safe. Don't think about turning back into stone. Listen to our arrangements. The plan made by Li Yuan is definitely enough!"
Qiao Song rubbed his arms, as if he was not used to Ah Guang's caring attitude: "Alright, alright, quickly gather these people and transfer them, it will soon be dark and the daylight will end."
A Guang frowned, but before he could say anything, he saw Qiao Song happily taking out an electric saw and directly harvesting the attacking robots.
The housekeeper in Qiao Song's yard is actually also a robot, but the main system is absolutely neutral, so it still carries out the orders of the owner of the yard and digs out all the coffins.
[Get ready. After daybreak, I will take back all the special zones at once.]
Ah Guang looked at the message sent by Qiao Song and felt strange. They were not far away. Is the chainsaw so fun? Just yelling would be enough. Why send a message specially?
Not far from him, a guy with a crazy Mike head climbed over the wall quite skillfully and kicked the mummy's heavy stone coffin in one direction.
It was only a few minutes before the end of the day. Pharaoh had not slept well to begin with, and was suddenly awakened to see the face of his enemy.
If you ask who he hates the most in this copy, Qiao Song will have to rank behind him.
For a gambler, what is more annoying is the bastard who cheated him of all his property.
"How dare you come to my house, you cheating bastard!"
If Qiao Song came to cause trouble, Pharaoh would definitely not dare to come out, but who is this? This is Mike Feng, who is notoriously cunning and incompetent, and only has a big mouth!
Pharaoh looked at the garbage on Mike Crazy's body and knew that this guy had come to challenge him at the awkward time when day and night were changing. He immediately became furious.
Before he could do anything evil, as soon as the coffin lid was opened, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown out.
The white light was fading quickly. The mummy, still with bandages on his body, twisted on the ground for a few times. When he recovered, he was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Mike, you're crazy! Do you want to fight to the death?"
As a result, that damn microphone head didn't even leave him a trace of his back, but directly snatched the coffin and left.
"You stupid bastard, are you crazy? What's the point of just robbing my car?"
The coffin in Happy Ranch is just like the hearse on the Infinite Highway. It is useless to just steal the car. Only the owner's soul key can drive the car.
The microphone seemed to understand this now, turned around and raised its chin.
"I cheated you out of all your wealth before, and it seems you are very dissatisfied. Do you want to gamble again?"
Pharaoh was still treating the bandages on his body when he immediately started to curse: "Who wants to bet with you? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? You are a liar!"
Only those who cheat all year round will know how good the people at the opposite table are at cheating.
The Gamblers' Guild established by Pharaoh has been around for many years, but this dead microphone has only hit his head once. It seems that this guy's skills are related to cheating, which makes people hard to guard against.
Mike Crazy didn't speak in that strange tone today. After thinking for a while, he actually made a very frank suggestion:
"We don't play cards or complicated rules. I'm in a hurry. Let's just bet on one thing. Have you ever played Russian roulette? Let's bet on the last bullet on the roulette wheel."
After saying that, he jumped down from the sarcophagus that he couldn't drive away at all: "If I win, I want your coffin, and if you win, the area I currently occupy will be given to you, including the remaining wealth in the area."
Pharaoh was about to sneer at this guy for coveting his coffin, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his heart skipped a beat.
His professional skills are indeed related to gamblers. He rarely uses his skills actively in the ranch, but gamblers all have a passive skill, which is the ability to smell big orders.
When did this guy Mike Feng become so rich? Pharaoh felt that the wealth in his tomb was much more valuable than his precious coffin.
The most valuable wealth in the cemetery, apart from the grass on the graves, is of course the coffins of the dead buried in the ground.
Some of them existed long before they moved to the special cemetery area, and no one knew who buried them here. Some of them later sought shelter for various reasons, and after being buried in the soil, they never crawled out on their own and have been immersed in dreams ever since.
The skills, props, and professional suits of these people who cannot wake up will all be transformed into weapons that can be used to attack other neighbors along with the coffins.
The gambler was instantly itching to try it, but he still stated cautiously that he needed to listen to the rules first.
After hearing what Mike said, his eyes widened a little bit: "Are you crazy?"
He felt that this guy was simply looking for death.
"You don't think the river water outside is the same as before..."
This microphone seemed to have hurried into the special cemetery before the flood outside, saying that it had offended someone in a certain copy.
Doesn’t this guy know the power of the River of Life and Death?
Mike's crazy suggestion was that they go to the area adjacent to the pastoral area and the garbage mountain, find a pool of water, and take turns stepping on the big pit next to it. Whoever falls into the water right after stepping loses. Alternatively, whoever falls into the pool and climbs out alive wins.
There is no puddle over there. In fact, it is because of the geographical location that the river water outside flooded in and was then blocked by garbage. It looks like a puddle in the pasture, but in fact it is river water.
The mummy rolled his eyes this and that, and finally clapped his hands in agreement.
"Then let's try our luck!"
The special area has the best view. It only takes two or three minutes to get to the garbage dump from where they are, and it’s only two or three minutes before dark.
The mummy walked over there happily with an umbrella made of a big bag of garbage on his head, thinking that once it gets dark today, he will not be afraid even if the funeral is endless. After all, he will be able to easily swallow up the wealth of the microphone's head soon. How many coffins will that require!
How is it possible to just rely on luck? He has gambler skills!
The mummy, who was about to use his skills to win, suddenly thought of something and immediately waved his hand and called out to the microphone in front of him: "Let's sign a bet agreement first!"
A prop card flew out from his fingertips. The microphone head took a look at the rules on the card and immediately laughed.
"Okay, the rules of the bet are what we just talked about."
A few minutes later, some heart-wrenching shouts came from the garbage dump: "Impossible! Why are you okay? Why are you okay?!"
After the microphone stepped on a hole and fell into it, their bet was not over. The other party quickly got up and jumped to the second and third holes. Of course, the mummy was safe when it was his turn to choose, except for Lao Jin who had calculated it in advance.
But the rule of Russian roulette is that there is only one bullet in the gun, and everyone takes turns shooting at themselves, and whoever gets shot first dies first. If this is counted strictly, Microphone has died three times!
With some kind of fluke mentality, the Pharaoh stepped on empty air, and the splashed liquid quickly began to melt the bandage. This was clearly the real river of death and life!
He struggled to move to the side and rolled into the garbage dump, saving his life, while the gambling agreement suddenly flew into the sky.
Because he violated the rule in the Russian roulette, which required him to shoot himself, that is, he had to fall into the pit after stepping on air, Pharaoh lost.
And after falling into the pit three times and switching to a pistol, the microphone of Taiyangxue should have been stuck with three bullets, but it just rolled in the water as if nothing had happened.
"Then thank you for your golden sarcophagus. I like it very much."
The microphone was not undamaged either. The strange decorations on it melted away little by little, revealing the Pharaoh's incredulous face.
Qiao Song flipped over in the pool, passed through the mountain of garbage, and dived directly to the bottom of the river.
The River of Life and Death had already submerged the highway, and she went into the water to find a submerged building.
A layer of stone skin emerged, and a golden light flashed in Qiao Song's eyes. She quickly located an area. A huge piece of paper turned into a whale under her manipulation.
The paper beasts from Zhazhi Village cannot survive in the River of Life and Death, but Qiao Song’s stone powder can.
"Go, help me get that thing back."
The whale swallowed the golden coffin, then let out a cry and dived into the water.
At this moment, the last white light in the Happy Cemetery disappeared, and the players who had just woken up had a rather chaotic dream.
The originally peaceful and orderly dream world was somehow shattered. They hid from the machines here and there and finally got through the night without succeeding in seeing their families. As a result, when they woke up, the cemetery was shaking, as if all the coffins in the cemetery had started vibrating.
[Ding—Important NPC has been detected changing the rules of this area. All players or local residents who are conscious should immediately decide whether to hold the funeral. If you choose not to hold the funeral, you will be expelled from the ranch immediately.]
[Warm reminder, the water level of the River of Life and Death is rising. It is expected to completely submerge all island areas except the cemetery area, including the garbage mountain, in 8 hours.]
[Ding——Repeat, detected...]
This kind of reminder was repeated several times. The players were not fools, especially the local residents who had been avoiding funerals. They immediately realized that they were being forced into a fight.
If the funeral is not held, they will be kicked out, but even the garbage mountain outside is about to be flooded.
"What funeral? We don't agree. Where is the administrator? Where is the administrator?"
"This rule is completely unfair! The dungeon is not set up like this. We must be given other ways to survive!"
Of course, some of them found that there was something wrong with their dreams last night, and they looked around with wandering eyes.
Sure enough, the system was patched soon.
[It has been detected that the changed copy rules are indeed unfair. Additional reminder: In the next 8 hours, a special river ferry will arrive at the Happy Cemetery. Those who do not want to hold a funeral can choose to board the ship, provided that the owner of the ship is willing to let you board.]
Some players immediately understood what this system prompt meant after the patch was installed.
That was the boat they came down from.
So who changed the rules? It definitely couldn't be Qiao Song. She was still fighting the invaders in the cemetery. Ah Guang was originally assisting Qiao Song, but when he saw this guy swinging the chainsaw so hard that he almost threw the coffin in his hand, he immediately reminded him:
"Wait a minute Qiao Song, there's a person lying in there, are you going to throw him out to fight? Calm down!"
As a result, "Qiao Song" chuckled, put down the coffin, and looked at it with regret: "Such a good thing is not used, it really is a moral value."
Ah Guang felt that the tone of Qiao Song's voice was really strange. He was just about to ask Qiao Song whether he would wait until Li Yuan and the others speeded up and reached the shore before taking control of the situation, when he felt a figure suddenly flying across the sky. Another Qiao Song appeared out of nowhere and flew directly to the other side.
That’s the Black Iron Guild’s lair!
As a result, after a while of commotion, Qiao Song decisively retreated despite being attacked by coffins flying all over the sky.
The real Qiao Song pushed the fake one who was staring at her forward and said, "Please help me delay for another half an hour. I have something else to do. I'll be back as soon as I'm done!"
"Qiao Song", who was wielding a chainsaw and a sword in front of Guan Gong, was stunned for a moment, and instantly faced the first round of general attack from the Newcomer Alliance and the Black Iron Guild after dark.
The mountain cats were all dumbfounded: "You came back just to find me a job, right?"
Qiao Song had already turned into a microphone again and broke into the last target, the cemetery of the president of the Land of Dawn.
In the chaotic cemetery, there were only two factions still busy fighting each other, the Qiao Song faction, and the Black Iron combination of the Newcomer Alliance.
This guy Shanmao felt that he was so unlucky that he was picked out to play the role of Qiao Song for half an hour. Wherever he went, he would meet someone who wanted to come and give him a few punches.
But if you say it's tragic, it's not that tragic.
People kept knocking on the door outside, bringing all kinds of supplies to Qiao Song and coming to help.
They all used the props and professional skills that would disappear after one use without hesitation, as if they were determined to protect Qiao Song's territory to the death.
Mike Feng's previous yard has been taken over by "Qiao Song" with mixed feelings. Now in this atmosphere, he dares not slack off, or even do anything that goes against his character.
But he is not that good at fighting! He is almost spinning like a top!
Has Qiao Song always been a model worker?
The Bobcats have a weird feeling of playing the boss and exploiting themselves.
In addition to the special area, the battle situation here gradually escalated. Outside the Happy Cemetery, a speeding ship reappeared above the River of Life and Death.
Almost half of the Twelve Committee members who are still alive are here.
Most of them are old faces from when we crossed the river that year.
Li Yuan's expression was pale, and a string of bubbles appeared around him: [Have the rest of the people been dealt with? ]
Fan Xi hummed, "It was the Gu girl who tipped off. She said that Miao Tingting was controlled and she had no way to do anything about it, but today she changed her words and said that she was willing to stand on Qiao Song's side."
Li Yuan knew that this was because Miao Tingting herself had switched sides.
[How are the other preparations going? ]
Fan Xi's younger brother, Fan Heng, who had not appeared for a long time, touched the back of his head and took out a large pile of packed paper-wrapped objects: "Don't worry, with the help of Doctor Wu, it will be completed very quickly this time, and it will definitely be a 1:1 restoration of the real person to you."
The cemetery in the distance was getting closer and closer, and everyone had made countless preparations for this day.
Li Yuan's body has not been so solid for a long time.
A girl Qiao Song hadn't seen for a long time, the leader of the strategy team's sister, novelist Baby, was right behind Li Yuan. Aunt Huo patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid. Have you finished writing the manuscript?"
The girl nodded timidly: "But, do I really have to read it this way?"
A tabby cat at Aunt Huo's feet rubbed the doll's ankle.
"Or you can give the manuscript to Li Yuan and go back to Zootopia to help your sister."
Wawa shook his head: "I'm not afraid. My skills will work best when I'm around."
She was a second-rate novelist and could only help in this way, but Li Yuan and his colleagues, as managers, had been preparing for this day for many years.
In the gray sky, for some reason, faint lightning began to appear, illuminating clusters of cracks in the sky.
Li Yuan and the others looked at the cracks with extremely solemn expressions, but no one backed down.
As Li Yuan prepared for the Word Spirit, new bubbles flew up beside him:
[Let’s go, pick up Qiao Song and take him home. ]
The home she always wanted to return to.
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