Chapter 97 Hell Community
In order to chew the wires, George, who had deliberately restored his original form, pressed his little paws directly on Bai Dandan's face, leaving the little robot's face covered with mouse paw marks.
"You're still lying to me! If you were infected with the virus, how could you still be here talking to me? You have the most special ability in the entire Hell community! If you were infected with the virus, the Lord of Hell would not dare to slack off. He would have to surround the 14th floor in a minute to prevent the hallucination from leaking out..."
At this point, George was suddenly stunned.
Oh, that's right, the moon has changed a lot, could it be because of the white eggs? Are the emergency measures of the Hell Community causing a stress reaction?
Several wires on the big white egg were chewed up. George didn't seem to be very relieved. He almost held its screen and chewed it: "Why are you in a daze? Don't you want to explain? Keep going."
Bai Dandan, who was forced to endure a rat infestation, immediately scratched the wall with his ragged little feet while George was resting.
"The other lines are all controlled, only this one can move."
The implication is that he could only write on the wall.
George sighed and cursed the useless guy several times.
But he was not completely soft-hearted. He took out a prop and tied up the big white egg, leaving only the tattered little foot outside.
"No, stop scratching the wall. Just write whatever you want to say."
【Chef George's menu today】
[A whiteboard with a pen, you can write whatever you think of, it is a very useful auxiliary tool]
Apart from quickly writing down what's on your mind, this thing has no other use. George uses it to instantly generate the daily menu, which is very suitable for Bai Dandan in his current state.
A string of garbled characters flashed across the screen of the egg-shaped robot. The big white egg quickly banged its head against the wall, knocking out the garbled characters. Then it quickly took the pen given by George and wrote quickly on the whiteboard.
[qq I don't have much time to be awake. I just regained some consciousness because I was controlled by a skill. The 14th floor has been invaded. My authority will disappear in 5 minutes. The hallucination will directly impact the entire 14th floor. Either you leave this floor, or I will set up a room without hallucinations and you hide.]
George immediately became unhappy: "Why are you hiding again? If you keep hiding, hell will be forced to restart. You can't defeat the intruder display screen, but can't you defeat their subordinates?"
What Bai Dandan did was not impossible. Older administrators, such as George, knew that even if the Lord of Hell had problems, he could not be easily controlled. It was true that the guy was a lazy bum who slacked off and slept all day, but his abilities were very strange.
As for the invader, his characteristics were too obvious. Although Boss Cai was a notorious businessman among NPCs, he could not directly seize the copy. He could only influence the way the game was played. He needed his subordinates to help him take advantage of the opportunity to enter.
George just felt that his old colleagues were too cowardly. It was the eighteen levels of hell. They couldn’t even handle a group fight. These guys, if nothing could work out, could just look for other players to cooperate with them like he did.
Bai Dandan continued to write on the whiteboard: "The other guys are controlled by another group of people, and the keys are monopolized. Now at least three groups are fighting for power. The best way is to wait for Hell to restart, but the copy will be upgraded directly after the restart..."
Before Dabaidan finished writing, George exploded: "I don't want to work in a black robe level dungeon! Why do you think I escaped from Zootopia! If you stay in the black robe dungeon for too long, your whole life will be-"
He held back for a long time without saying the second half of the sentence, as if he was restricted by some kind of sentence and couldn't say anything. Finally, he kicked the wall in anger, but his foot was different from Baidan's. It was not a lump of iron, and the kick from the mouse's little claws was very painful.
George had to hold back his tears and warned again: "We can't let Hell escalate! We have to use other methods."
Of course, we also have to find a way to drive away those annoying outsiders.
Tang Xiaoxiao and the others approached and heard the key words. Tang Xiaoxiao, who was holding the cat, suddenly asked, "George, are you from Zootopia?"
The little mouse obviously didn't want to talk about life in Zootopia, and immediately changed the subject stiffly: "Well, what do you mean by there are three groups of people? Isn't it just Mike Crazy and the display screen dog fight dog? Who else?"
The ones who can take the lead in causing trouble can only be ghost NPCs. After all, human players cannot collect doors. This is not a problem of ability, but a problem of qualifications. The life levels are different.
Bai Dandan: "There is also a new administrator in the apartment on the first floor..."
The little mouse was stunned: "That security guard also betrayed? That's not right, he was not promoted by Crow himself..."
Dabaidan hesitated for a while, and a number appeared on the screen: "According to my calculations, there is an 89% chance that the guys on the first floor are not here to invade Hell. It seems that their purpose is to take advantage of the chaos to find something."
But isn't the most valuable thing in the Hell Community the Punishment Gate that can punish ghosts and players at will? For ordinary ghosts, that thing is like a dimensionality reduction attack, and can locate most areas of the Infinite Highway at will, pulling the target into the dungeon, and pulling the target into the punishment area.
Just when George was playing the traitor recruitment game in his mind, the white egg screen flickered and soon he started banging his head against the wall again. After the little mouse cried out "ouch" a few times, the robot finally made a crying emoticon appear on his screen.
"qaq, there's no time. I'll open a small room. You guys quickly hide in it. The illusion system will take effect soon. The difficulty of the 14th floor has been increased. Everyone will fall into an illusion as soon as they use skills or props. The players behind you can't stand it."
As a staff member, George has a natural resistance to the games on the 14th floor, which is why he dared to beat up Bai Dandan on the 14th floor. However, it is also true that the latter did not resist at all.
In his heart, George already trusts this big white robot 80%. This guy is timid and cowardly. Although he is very capable, he is always stubborn. After joining the Hell Community, the little robot is most afraid of mice. However, he is not like other administrators who would use their abilities to intimidate their colleagues. Instead, he just foolishly gives gifts to mice.
George, who was suspected of chewing the computer case for no reason, got angry and bullied him several times. After he found out that this big white egg was a stubborn person, their relationship improved.
"Alright, alright, go to your room. Stop banging your head against the wall. It's so ugly with all the bumps and dents."
After knocking off the garbled characters on the screen, Dabaidan hummed blankly, then used a data cable to open a small door on the side with the words "Cleaning Room" written on it, and continued to give instructions using the handwriting board.
"The person on the display has arrived at the 15th floor and is about to come in. You guys hide first. He will leave after he gets the key from me."
Under George's gaze, Dabaidan finally said weakly: "Don't trust any medical robot you see later. That's not me."
The tattered wire tentacles gently pulled the mouse's paw: "George, I'm not a traitor. I will protect hell."
The little mouse was silent for two seconds, and finally pounced on the big white egg and bit its screen: "Stop talking nonsense and get out."
When the door of the cleaning room was closed, George leaned his head against the door again with a depressed look on his face: "Damn intruder..."
Aunt Huo and the others were now staying in this not very spacious tool box. The kittens had already appeared in the room and were sniffing around.
"Qiao Qiao seems to be not far away from us."
Tang Xiaoxiao was still holding the little calico cat in her arms. She raised her head when she heard the words and pinched the kitten's paw nervously.
Lin Xuan was panting beside him: "This 14th floor is too weird. I just distributed a hundred lottery tickets. I don't know if I can control those guys."
It was the first time for him to see so many players committing suicide. Fortunately, he was not the only one in the team who had control methods.
Chu Wen and A Xiang even secretly stuffed something into those rooms during this gap.
As players who came in as free riders, they also wanted to make some contributions.
Among them, Ah Xiang's skill is pure auxiliary control, and she holds a dozen cocoons in her hands.
[Of course you have to cocoon yourself before you can become a butterfly]
[A dream cocoon can be woven for a certain number of life forms, causing them to fall into a short sleep. However, please note that this skill can only affect unconscious players. The more confused their mental state, the stronger the binding force.]
Ah Xiang's skill usually requires cooperation with other players, so after meeting Chu Wen, who had lost all ten fingers, she was willing to cooperate with her. Chu Wen is a nurse by profession, and she has all kinds of medicines that can make people unconscious.
This is also the reason why she wants to take revenge on the scumbag.
But it is obvious that this time in a special environment, Ah Xiang's ability played a direct role.
The rooms they passed by along the way were just like real mental hospitals. Players sat in the empty rooms, staring blankly at the ceiling, holding all kinds of props and weapons in their hands, ready to attack themselves or the people around them at any time.
Using Cocoon on a group of already Enchanted players is extremely effective.
Lin Xuan was still in shock, but his brain was working fast: "If I remember correctly, the rule of the 14th floor is that you cannot commit suicide. If those people break the rules, will the punishment gate appear?"
Tang Xiaoxiao hummed: "Those outsiders are here for the Gate of Punishment. We should delay it as long as possible."
Speaking of this, Lin Xuan suddenly poked George, who was obviously getting closer, out of curiosity: "Actually, I've wanted to ask for a long time, can't your Hell Gate teleport? And can you drag other ghosts or players in from the Infinite Highway? Then, have any players ever left the Infinite Flow World through the Hell's teleportation channel?"
All players have been playing the game for years just for a door to go home. Apparently, the portal to hell has become very sensitive.
In an instant, everyone turned to look at the mouse in Lin Xuan's palm.
George frowned suddenly and knocked on the air first. When he found that his NPC system seemed to have a poor signal, his brows relaxed instantly. Since your game system is not a human being, then I won’t be one either.
"It was possible before. A long time ago, the Hell Community did have a door leading to reality, also known as the 19th Door. As long as you successfully cleared all the levels, you could go to the Lord of Hell to play the last round of the game, but now——"
George raised his head and pointed to the sky: "All the NPCs who control the gates to reality seem to have encountered some problems. Look at our hell, it's in such a mess, and the boss hasn't come out yet."
Everyone thought of what he had complained about before, that the Lord of Hell separated himself from a black robe into a red robe, and sliced it in reverse to disperse his power. This might be the reason.
Tang Xiaoxiao instantly thought of the information obtained from Hearing Car Entertainment. Yin Yin also said that a player had left her before, but that was many years ago. At the same time, after that player left, some of the authority of Hearing Car Entertainment was also divided out. This time, with the help of Sister Qiao Song, the color display screen was driven out.
The common point between these two copies is that there are a large number of portals.
This door is not that door, but the hope of returning home does lie in this copy. Do I have to meet the Lord of Hell to get the answer?
When she encountered something she couldn't figure out, Tang Xiaoxiao felt anxious and wanted to chew her nails. She hadn't had this habit for a long time, but she held back after realizing that she was holding a cat in her arms.
Aunt Huo glanced at her without leaving a trace.
Everyone exchanged some information with each other, talking about which copies they knew had special portals. After counting, it seemed that only the hearse entertainment and regional communities were special.
Lin Xuan muttered, "I remember Zootopia also seemed to be..."
He glanced at the mouse in his palm, and George pretended to be dead and said nothing.
As everyone was discussing, more cats appeared in the room. The little orange cat went over and rubbed against Tang Xiaoxiao. Aunt Huo translated, "Qiao Qiao has also come in to the 14th floor."
Hearing the news about the big boss, Lin Xuan became spirited, and even George on his shoulder had burning eyes.
As an administrator, Little Mouse understands the specialness of Qiao Song better than the players. The red and white values of Hell are not only to limit the resting floors of the players, but also to select a group of qualified special players.
But the exciting atmosphere in the room hadn't been active for two seconds. Suddenly, George shouted like a madman: "Something is coming, everyone be quiet--"
A not-too-heavy sound of footsteps came from outside the room. Strangely, there was a series of gurgling sounds of wheels behind him, as if a row of robots were walking side by side with him.
Blurred voices were heard from outside.
"Didn't they say to trap the administrators from other floors here as well? Why are there only so few people?"
Jin Daya said very impolitely.
The egg-shaped robot in front of him was only as tall as his waist, not even as big as the long string of medical robots behind him, but it was the key host that controlled the entire 14th floor.
A line of words immediately flashed on the screen covered with garbled characters.
[Due to other interference, there are currently only 7 managers trapped in Room 30. The key and door you want are also there.]
This number finally pleased Jin Daya. He raised his double chin and said, "Good job. Lead the way."
All the gold jewelry on his body glowed slowly. Although Boss Cai had hacked into the management robot on this floor and opened a backdoor for him, he did not completely trust this guy.
What makes ghosts excited is the lethality that the Gate of Punishment can cause to ghosts, but what scares ghosts is also this: these guys can really hurt them.
White medical robots surrounded Jin Daya to prevent the invasion of certain invisible substances in the air. Various screams could be heard from every room they passed by.
Jin Daya was satisfied but also a little surprised: "You have captured so many players, isn't there one that meets the requirements?"
The garbled code of the oval robot paused for a moment, and then a few lines of words appeared on the light screen.
[Those people have been controlled, and there are quite a lot of them, so controlling them will require more energy. Once the illusion takes full effect, the requirements will be met soon. You can reclaim the other doors first, and I will be ready right away.]
This means that soon a player will succeed in committing suicide and open the door to the penalty area.
Jin Daya was finally satisfied. When he reached the end of the corridor, he saw a special room. The people imprisoned inside were not players, but some strange-looking guys who were obviously NPC administrators.
The level of these ghosts is not low, most of them are close to the level of red-clothed ghosts, or even have reached the level of red-clothed ghosts.
"It's worthy of being called the Hell Community. The administrators are so capable."
Although he is not bad and can easily deal with any guy here alone, the difference in numbers is here. There is a reason why that display screen can dominate multiple copies in the infinite flow area. It has brains and strange abilities.
After finishing this, I wonder if Jin Daya can open a chain of gold shops in the infinite flow area. Doesn’t it sound more upscale than a convenience store?
Jin Daya kicked a thing that looked like a twig, quickly took out a key numbered three from her body, tied it up with black wire, and soon got a glowing square object from her body.
It is the gate to the Iron Tree Hell.
Following the same method, Jin Daya almost whistled as he began to clean up the administrators who had lost their independent consciousness. He easily collected 7 keys and matching doors. Together with the previous ones, he had completed nearly half of the task.
The black wires quickly devoured these things and penetrated into the ground of the 14th floor like blood vessels.
Segments of light were transmitted outward like energy. All Boss Cai had to do was wait for a short while, and he would be able to obtain fragments of the authority of hell from the wires just like receiving a courier.
Boss Cai is really thoughtful. He can break into these copies directly from the inside and quickly encircle and wipe out the remaining guys.
At this time, the players who were hesitating in the safe zone soon discovered that the area named No. 3 in the fan-shaped area below suddenly darkened, followed by No. 4, No. 5, No. 6...
Some players recalled the previous system prompts and suddenly felt that these guys in jail seemed to have hope of passing the level again.
"Hey, does this mean we can get out soon?!"
Smarter people thought this was not a good sign. It might be the final stage of some kind of struggle. If they were forced to enter the game at this time, it would be a real disaster. However...
A bright and beautiful girl with big wavy hair suddenly turned around and asked her companion with a worried look on her face.
"Our safety time is about to expire. Let's quickly pick one of the areas that haven't been pressed yet. Ayue, do you have enough props? Do you want me to give you a few?"
Standing next to him was a very handsome man, one of his hands was bandaged, it seemed that his finger was injured. He looked a little decadent, but his whole body was filled with an indescribable charm.
"It's okay. You have already used up a lot of your props to rescue me. I am already satisfied that you can accompany me."
The wavy beauty immediately took out a set of tarot cards with worry and quickly calculated: "My side shows 14 is our lucky number, let's go in, I won't let you get hurt."
A Yue looked at another woman who was completely bewitched by him, sneered in his heart, but his face was still gentle.
"Then I'll trouble you."
The wavy beauty put away the reversed Death card in her hand, smiling just as brightly.
"It's okay. I'm here. We're lucky."
In a place that no one else could see, the lion pendant she was wearing flashed.
The Leo man spoke in a cold tone, as if mocking: [I can't believe you like this kind of pretty boy.]
Bai You maintained his character, and used the communication prop to choke back without changing his expression: [If you are all staying in the pendant, just be honest. I just calculated that the 14th floor is the most dangerous one. I guess a lot of guys have already entered it. Don't reveal your identity before you find the target later. If you really can't, use this male player as food to replenish your blood. I don't want to release you later and only see a complete lion instead of your teammates. ]
The Leo man snorted coldly and stopped talking, then began to nurture his abilities in the pendant.
A Yue next to him still looked at him with affectionate eyes. Bai You rolled his eyes in his heart, then maintained the image of a big-wavy beauty, smiled, took his hand, and jumped to the 14th floor.
At the same time, on the 14th floor, Qiao Song, who had already run through most of the corridor, seemed to hear the sound of flapping wings. The black crow that had disappeared after entering the Hell Turntable flew back from somewhere after Qiao Song was alone.
"What are you doing showing up at this time, you guy?" She didn't have time to pay attention to this bird.
Using her baton to quickly poke open the doors, Qiao Song discovered that the guys in the rooms who were about to commit suicide were either controlled by the lottery or the cocoon. She became more certain that Tang Xiaoxiao and the others might be on this floor.
The little crow cackles and pecks at her wrist with its beak. Qiao Song originally thought that the crow had a seizure, but she discovered that her hand, which was covered in mud and bandages, had a red and white number that was glowing slightly.
The two numbers kept adding together to form a total, then separating, and the black wire in her hand began to wriggle.
Wait, is this what that color display is capable of?
Qiao Song realized something, relaxed his hands, and let the black wire hang to the ground. Soon he felt the wire suddenly crawling towards a door nearby.
The crow suddenly began to caw.
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