Chapter 89 Hell Community
After the system prompt sound ended, Qiao Song noticed something she hadn't noticed before.
Remove the red moon shield, what is this?
As for the moon, she remembered that once night fell in the Hell Community, the red moon would rise and become stronger and stronger.
At this moment, she felt that the turntable above her head, which covered the sky and the sun, was falling rapidly towards the area where she was. A red moon quietly emerged at the moment when the turntable turned upside down, and the moonlight turned her eyes red.
The sky was spinning and the earth was spun. The hell turntable above his head had fallen to the ground, and Qiao Song was standing in an unfamiliar territory out of thin air.
Different from the ghost-filled scene in the Avici Hell, the center area of this turntable was a circular platform with two clearly distinct groups of people standing on it.
The number of players is only one-fifth of that of ghosts, like a group of lambs surrounded by wolves.
Even with such a huge gap in numbers, Jin Daya was relieved to see Qiao Song coming in.
What they lack most now are powerful ghosts. After all, they are not fighting at home. Most of the players in the Hell Community have skills, so the quality of the ghosts is very important.
The fact that he could come in meant that this ghost was quite powerful, at least he was a fake red-clothed one.
"Song Qiao, just follow me later."
Jin Daya never considered that Song Qiao was a player. After all, Boss Cai had already trapped most of the players who met the double-value requirements into the game one day in advance.
Once the most promising guys are eliminated, the rest won't be a problem.
But compared to this group of ghosts who were well prepared, the humans who inexplicably appeared in the roulette game seemed extremely vigilant.
"What's going on? We are clearly in the rest area, how did we get into the game again?"
"Didn't they say that the collapse of hell starts from the bottom? How did we get in on the third floor?!"
"MD, we're on the first floor too, okay!?"
[Ding—Qualified life forms have gathered. This game is called Hell Roulette]
[The center area of the disc is a safe zone, fighting is prohibited. If you clear any hell mini-game in the fan-shaped area, you can get a 2-hour rest time in the circular area.]
[Please note: Please select the appropriate game before the safety period is reset to zero, otherwise the individuals on the disc will be randomly thrown into any game after the expiration]
[The free five-minute safety period is about to end, please choose a game in time]
Now there is a circular timer floating in front of every player, including the ghosts, with a countdown on it and a nine-square grid of number buttons next to it, which seems to allow players to directly choose to go to the numbered hell and complete the game.
The players' faces turned pale.
There is only a two-hour break after completing a game. There are roughly a dozen hell games on the turntable below. It will take forever to complete this game! ?
"Wait, there's another rule here. [Each gate to Hell corresponds to a key. Once more than half of the authority of Hell gathers on a single energy body, the game ends immediately.] What does this mean? I can get out by punching in one more game. Has this rule changed?"
The game system no longer responds to the players.
Some players are anxious, but some are not. Although the current situation is abrupt, it is also within their expectations.
A man with snake patterns on his face adjusted his hat. He had no hair on his body, and even on his head there were several groups of snake patterns swirling in special patterns.
Qi Viper had just transformed into a human form not long ago, and his voice was hoarse at this moment: "It seems that Mike Feng guessed right. After discovering that there was external force involved, Boss Cai really hacked into the game system."
However, no one responded for a long time.
When Qi Wei took a look, he saw You Yitong, who was also wrapped in a black robe, with tense muscles and a bad look on his face.
There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body now. The 11 levels of stoning and the 12 levels of mortar and pestle had almost twisted his entire body.
No living creature would want to recall that feeling.
But Qi Wei knew that with the epic prop magician suit that You Yitong had obtained and his personality, it wouldn't be so painful to repair a body.
This is more like shaking with anger.
There were cracks all over You Yitong's skin, and the repair was obviously still ongoing. The pain had not completely disappeared, but he was tightly grasping a transparent silk thread in his hand, feeling the faint reaction in the thread.
Although he didn't see the fake face of Qiao Song's disguise, he knew that the other party must be here.
He looked around at all the human players on the field, as if he wanted to catch the entire human group in one fell swoop.
Even Qi Wei, a big and strong man with thick nerves, realized that something was wrong with the magician's current condition.
"You Yitong, you should know our most important mission this round, right?"
The latter's lips moved, and after taking a few deep breaths, he finally controlled his emotions, put away the thread, and uttered a sentence: "I will help the president win this copy."
Qi Viper nodded: "Personal grudges aside, if we fail to complete the president's order, you know the consequences. Mike Feng will not let us go."
You Yitong's eyes flickered, and it was unknown whether he was thinking of something disgusting, but he finally restrained his emotions.
Qi Viper touched the snake pattern on his bald head and asked, "How many blind boxes of snakes do you have left?"
"Enough for you."
You Yitong coldly took out a black snake egg that he had prepared in advance: "Let's go to the 18th floor first."
The vast majority of players rushed into the game before the 5-minute countdown ended, and basically gave priority to the floors with smaller serial numbers.
Only a handful of people enter the more difficult levels above 12.
The ghosts who had been waiting on the side, after the players made their choices, did not hesitate to follow the distribution pattern planned in advance by Mr. Cai and chased different players into the game.
It was only then that someone reacted.
"No, why are so many ghosts allowed to participate in the game!?"
"Didn't you listen carefully to the previous system notification? The rules of the safe period apply not only to players, but to all individuals on the disc!"
In other words, they not only have to be wary of the rules of the hell game, but also of ghosts who are clearly up to no good.
If I'm not mistaken, these ghosts will definitely not let them have an easy time. The changes in hell are most likely caused by them.
Qiao Song had observed the situation on the field early on, and sure enough, he didn't see Tang Xiaoxiao and the others here. It might be because the sum of the two values did not meet the standard. Tang Xiaoxiao's moral value was very high before, as high as 90, but her sin value was only 5 points.
Those who can come here are neither purely good people nor purely evil people.
Qiao Song has learned from Jin Daya that the players whose double values are greater than 160 have even been cleared out once, and those who came in this time all have a moral value and a sin value summed up to 120.
Is this so-called cleanup the reason why Gao Chengcheng and her brother disappeared?
Even if Boss Cai invaded the game data, he still had to follow the rules of the game itself, which means that the Hell community attaches great importance to these two values of the players.
Qiao Song recalled the strange attitude of some NPCs towards her after she entered hell, and she seemed to understand a little bit.
"Let's go to the 17th floor. The elite players should be on the floors with larger numbers. Let's hunt them first."
After Jin Daya spoke, the remaining ghosts followed him and pressed the number 17 on the digital panel.
Qiao Song asked hoarsely, "Since you prioritize the most difficult level, why skip the 18th level?"
Jin Daya's face trembled a little: "There is a carpenter on the 18th floor who is difficult to deal with. Let's defeat them one by one before we deal with that one."
The transmission ended, and a group of ghosts appeared on the 17th floor.
[Ding, the Stone Mill Hell mini-game is on, beans are falling from the sky! Please add enough and correct beans to the stone mill. The stone mill will not grind you into a pulp if it is full~]
I saw huge stone mills, as big as cement mixers on construction sites, falling from the sky. Soon they grew four furry legs and started walking around like puppies.
If this happened in the past, many people would probably be scared to death, but in the infinite world, a stone mill that runs away and bites people is already very normal.
A rumbling sound was heard, and a loud thunder came from the sky. Just when the players and ghosts in the venue had just stood firm, soybeans as big as fists fell directly from the sky.
Click, click, click.
These soybeans, which have not even been soaked yet, are round and have a big serrated mouth. They start attacking all living things the moment they hit the ground.
"How come these damn soybeans are scarier than a stone mill?!"
The stone mill was just running around the map like a sweeping robot, but these soybeans jumped up and bit the player's calves directly!
A human player wearing glasses immediately held up a large colorful umbrella.
[Professional umbrella sellers, the products are very practical, and they also need to be good at sales. Under the circumstances where the requirements are met, an umbrella can also play a big role. 】
"I declare that the characteristic of this umbrella is that any round yellow objects with malicious intentions cannot enter the safe area under the umbrella!"
Beep, beep. A 360-second countdown appeared on the inside of the umbrella. That was the remaining time it would last.
The colorful big umbrella that suddenly appeared in the player's hand is the kind that small vendors like to use to block the sun when setting up stalls. It also has a cement block underneath so it can stand upright.
This big umbrella, which seemed to have no other use except to shelter from wind and rain, actually kept out these soybean monsters that could bite people until they bleed.
The big beans that were still jumping around immediately turned to other people after they found that they could not get into the range where the umbrella was.
Although players have a wide variety of skills, not every one of them is strong enough to deal with these soybean monsters.
Some of them chose the 17th floor because they were confident, and some simply chose it because others acted too quickly. There is a limit on the number of people playing each level of hell, and they had no choice but to come to this level after all the players in the previous levels had been selected.
There were screams all the time, and there was also a lone wolf who dealt with the situation alone.
As a player, Qiao Song was just following Jin Daya and slacking off, only occasionally taking out his baton to hit a few approaching soybeans.
She discovered that the monsters in the Hell Game seemed to have little interest in ghosts, which resulted in very few soybeans near her.
But the embarrassing thing is that she became the one among her fellow ghosts who was most likely to be attacked by Huang Dou.
When she discovered this clue, she took the initiative to suggest getting closer to the players to get some information.
Jin Daya directly gave her a mirror and said, "Go and find out who has the number 17 written on his body. Find a way to get him swallowed by the millstone, and then we can find the gate of punishment."
Qiao Song: "If we let the ghost with number 17 in, wouldn't it be quicker to find the location of the penalty gate number 17? If we use players to fish, wouldn't there be an extra step of using a mirror to check the number?"
The other ghosts who followed Jin Daya in immediately looked at Qiao Song with an expression as if they were looking at a devil.
One must have done so many similar immoral things to come up with this method in an instant!
Jin Daya coughed, obviously he had thought about this matter.
"The ghost has a special form. Once it enters No. 17, it will be captured. The speed of the stone mill swallowing ghosts is too fast."
From the tone of their voice, it seemed like they had tried it before when there were no problems in Hell.
Qiao Song nodded, put the mirror in his pocket and went to where there were many players.
The ghosts who can enter the 17th level cannot have the number 17 on their bodies, otherwise they will be caught when they enter the game. This specialty of the Hell of Sin Mirror can directly display the guilt number of a human player on his body.
Unless you are like Qiao Song and get the execution tools from the Mirror of Sin Hell.
But the mirror door had already exploded, so the 4th floor was unexpectedly closed, so almost no one would guess that Qiao Song was carrying such a thing.
"Boss, there are no special numbers on her body, so she shouldn't be lying to us." said a little ghost who used a mirror on Qiao Song's back.
Jin Daya nodded. He was not a fool who would completely trust this guy named Song Qiao.
But it was obvious that the other party did not lie to him and did not have any sin number. That meant that if she were a human, her sin value would not be too high and she would not meet the standard to enter.
In other words, being able to come in means there is no problem with her identity.
After asking the ghosts next to them to put away the props, Jin Daya and the others headed in another direction to prepare to grab the door.
The mirror that can display the sin number is a common specialty of the fourth floor. Qiao Song actually had two of them on him, but he thought he might as well get them for free, so he asked Jin Daya for two more.
Although she lingered in places where players gathered and did not actively attack, she caused considerable mental pressure on these guys.
Qiao Song hit a soybean with his baton and fed it to the millstone. Then he took out a mirror and shook it quickly towards a certain place.
Since she is mixed in the group of ghosts, she has to do something, but she doesn't mean to be a righteous judge. She just wants to see which players are likely to open the door if they fail in the game, so that she can prepare in advance.
However, most of the guys who chose the 17th floor seemed to have been prepared. After all, if they failed in the game, they also knew what punishment they would face.
Qiao Song looked for a long time but couldn't find a player with the sin of 17. Until her mirror reflected a certain person, she suddenly raised her eyebrows. It was not because of the number 17 that appeared, but because of the circle of numbers floating on this guy's body.
1, 2, 3, 4, 8, 9, 11, 12, 13, 16, 17.
This guy playing golf in a polo shirt is amazing... It's like a clock hanging on his body, with so many numbers.
The man was wearing a business polo shirt and was very handsome. He was the kind of person who looked righteous.
But at this moment, under the siege of soybeans, it is obviously overwhelmed.
[In addition to business gatherings, there are also people who really love golf! ]
[Every time you use a bat to hit any round object, you can accurately plan the distance it will fly]
As the saying goes, there are no wrong skills, only inappropriate games.
At the moment, this man hit one soybean at a time with his stick. Although he could send them thousands of miles away in an instant, there were too many soybeans. Even if he swung his hands wide, he still couldn't drive them all out.
"Just put it in the millstone and try it."
Just as he was sweating with satisfaction, a voice came from behind him. The man in the polo shirt was shocked and picked up the golf club to defend himself, but there was no one behind him. There was a ghost with bandages all over his body in the distance, who looked at him a few times.
Although he didn't know who approached him when he was off guard, what that guy said just now made some sense. He was too nervous and only thought about being on guard. He should have directly hammered the soybeans into the millstone!
Qiao Song felt that the mirror of the Hell of Sins was similar to a magic mirror, which could tell whether someone was a human or a demon at a glance.
Jin Daya has already started putting pressure on the players.
The players have been on guard against the attack of soybeans, resulting in most of the stone mills not being full, so they have begun to attack humans.
Shortly after Qiao Song's reminder, the gentle man in the polo shirt was recruited into the team by the guy holding the umbrella. There were four players under their umbrella. The golf man was responsible for accurately hitting the soybeans and throwing them directly into the stone mill near them.
There was another player holding a pair of binoculars, responsible for observing the nearby millstones and other situations. Apart from the one holding an umbrella, the most special thing was the woman holding a strange weather vane.
When Qiao Song and several other ghosts wandered nearby, the woman shook subconsciously, and soon raised the weather vane in her hand with full concentration.
"Here they come! New beans are coming, and this time they're black!"
【Weather Forecaster】
[Every time the weather changes, a document will appear in your hand 5 minutes in advance. Of course, it is not 100% accurate, after all, there are many local areas in the world. ]
Not long after the woman finished speaking, black beans really began to fall from the sky, with yellow and black mixed together and falling down.
Qiao Song easily avoided these guys and hit a few of them with her baton. However, she deliberately hit the black ones a little further away, and they landed on top of the four-legged millstones that were still foraging for food in the distance.
The stone mill that had eaten the black beans stopped for a few seconds, and then started to move wildly as if it had eaten something dirty.
"I told you to throw the black beans farther away, why did you bring it so close?!"
A small man with a telescope yelled.
The colorful umbrellas they were wearing had been replaced and now became an ordinary double umbrella. It was obviously a bit difficult to squeeze four people in. The mistake made in golf just now squeezed Hei Douzi into a stone mill that was too close to them. As a result, the stone mill turned and almost knocked them and their umbrellas away.
If the woman holding the weather vane hadn't pulled him back, he would have been knocked out of the range of the umbrella.
The man in the Polo Shirt smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. It's too crowded to swing the club. Do you have a bigger umbrella? It's not a good idea for four people to squeeze into one umbrella."
This face and the tone of his voice make it difficult for people to feel any blame.
The umbrella seller thought what he said made sense:
"The smaller the umbrella, the longer it can be used. I can give another one to someone else, but it will only last a little longer. How about this, everyone get closer to me and we can distribute it."
Golf asked himself if he could stand with him. As an attacker, he needed more space and time to move.
"Both of them are observers. If they stand together, they will have enough time to report in time, and we can also take the initiative to protect them from risks."
The umbrella seller hesitated for a while and then agreed. He took out a folding umbrella and gave it to the weather forecaster and the man with the telescope.
The little man stood under an umbrella with the forecaster and immediately put away his telescope.
“You don’t predict risks anymore?”
The weather forecaster had known him since the previous dungeon and knew that his telescope was not just for decoration.
【Wildlife Observer】
[On the prairie, a tiny movement may mean that a large beast is approaching quietly, so don’t miss any small details in your field of vision, even if it’s just a small grass that suddenly moves]
"There are too many moving things in the field. My telescope is no longer of much use. And we'd better not get too close to them. There's something wrong with the man playing golf."
Having lived with wild animals for a long time, he understands that some wild animals may look fierce, but actually will not actively attack humans, while some animals may look very docile, but may bite you unexpectedly.
The weather forecaster was stunned for a moment, looked back at the golfer who was standing next to the umbrella seller, and silently moved a few steps to the side.
But at this moment, she saw the bandaged ghost not far from them, and her hands began to tremble.
Although she has been in the infinite world for such a long time, she is really afraid of ghosts, especially those ghosts whose facial features cannot be seen clearly but give people a great sense of oppression at all times.
Unexpectedly, the wildlife observer who was trying to deal with Huang Dou with a baseball bat prop in her hand suddenly asked her to hold the umbrella and signaled the forecaster to move towards the bandaged ghost.
"Even though you may not believe it, my intuition is that if something big is going to happen, the closer we are to this ghost, the safer we will be."
The weather forecaster hesitated for a while, but in the previous copy, it was this guy's words that led her out of a copy where she was almost wiped out.
In the end, she chose to believe her companions.
Qiao Song, who was still observing the golf game, saw that after they split into two teams, two people suddenly walked towards her. She thought that the players were going to attack her, but she found that the other party kept a distance from her and even showed a slightly embarrassed smile.
Qiao Song:?
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17. Stone Mill Hell
Thieves, corrupt officials, and people who oppress the people will be thrown into the Stone Mill Hell after death. They will be ground into meat paste, then reshaped into human bodies and ground again. The same goes for monks who eat meat.
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