Chapter 352 Safe House
The first round of long-range strikes lasted for a while. A huge roar was accompanied by a deafening explosion. Countless debris flew out and penetrated deeply into the long-abandoned buildings, causing more landslides.
However, when the attack stopped, the center of the attack was surrounded by smoke, and a half-human-high shadow was vaguely visible.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was shocked by the sudden change and fell silent. Only Xu Zhiyan's soft advertisements continued to refresh the screen in an attempt to generate more orders.
[Oh! It looks like the other weapons have pretty good attack power! It's a good deal to sell them for such a small price. You can choose whatever you want. I'll place the order first and increase my SVIP points...]
After a long time, players gradually came to their senses.
[…Fuck, has Boss Gan been beaten into a pile? ]
[What time is it now, Xiao Baiwan, you are still sighing about weapons! ? ]
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I want to buy some too! Boss Gan has been beaten to death! ]
[What kind of weapon is this? I'm going to blast it right here. ]
[Haha, I didn’t expect Smiling Tiger to be so weak…]
[I didn't expect that a weapon worth hundreds of thousands of dollars could beat Boss Gan like this. ]
In addition to shock, there was also ridicule.
A group of human figures stood motionless in the smoke, and not only the audience, but even Xu Zhiyan was a little puzzled.
“No way…”
Although he chose a thermal weapon with good lethality for the clown, referring to Cen Jinyue's defensive strength, Gan Mi didn't seem like someone who would be hurt by an attack of this degree. If the other party could really be hurt by this degree of thermal weapon attack, then he would have to send additional weapons and people to harvest eight million points!
On the other screen, the Joker was obviously confused about this as well.
Since he is no longer the focus of training in the Dark Alley, the number of props on him has been greatly reduced. After using up the long-range thermal weapons supported by the safe house, he has few long-range props left.
He held a throwing knife in his hand and approached cautiously.
The Joker stopped when he was almost close to the smoke and dust, and touched the mask on his wrist with his other hand.
Without external interference, the smoke caused by the explosion dissipated very slowly.
But the clown's performance made all the onlookers realize that things were not as simple as they imagined.
Only when the dust had settled did the specific situation become apparent.
At the very center of the explosion point, there was a clean area with a diameter of five meters, without any dust or traces of explosion. The man who had a sour face just now was squatting on the ground, staring at the ground, holding a bottomless glass ring in his hand, looking a little funny.
The glass wine glass that Gan Mi had carefully selected from the ruins was broken, and the pieces were shattered very neatly. The cracks went all the way around the base of the glass, leaving only the bottom missing, and the ice that she had worked so hard to get was scattered all over the floor.
The crystal clear ice mixed with the dirt on the ground, and it was obvious that the ice was unusable.
There was only one box of convenience ice left in the vending machine. After getting the ice, he kept hesitating about which bottle of wine to drink. Because he couldn't make a decision, he kept holding the cup in his hand. When he was attacked, he did not panic and put up a barrier thinking that it was foolproof, but who knew that the cup was not strong.
Now, it’s all gone!
The live broadcast room fell silent.
Gan Mi is much stronger than everyone imagines.
In this violent attack, not even a speck of dust flew in around him. It was highly likely that he had already put up a protective shield before the attack landed.
...If the glass hadn't suddenly fallen to the bottom, everyone would have seen Boss Gan raising his glass elegantly.
Xu Zhiyan straightened his back and leaned back on the chair.
Asa appeared in time according to the report of surrounding damage.
[Mr. Xu, based on the current level of damage, I roughly determined that the safe house currently does not have weapons or props that can kill the mimic. Its defense system is more complete than that of Mimic No. 01.]
[Asa recommends that you agree to upgrade Shiva, which may consume some points, but if you don't upgrade, it may be difficult to break the mimic's defense. ]
The enthusiasm that had just been aroused was extinguished by cold water. Listening to Asa's words asking for money, Xu Zhiyan sighed deeply.
The Nightmare Community is essentially a research institute with its own production line. Although it is now able to mass-produce high-end weapons, in order to increase the attack power to the limit, it will require several times or even dozens of times more consumption than before.
"…Let's see what happens next."
Xu Zhiyan knew that upgrading Asa would be very useful, but no matter from which perspective, asking him to pay extra money would be more painful than killing him. The points required for subsequent upgrades would be enough to return the income of Nightmare Community to the pre-liberation era.
Successfully changed the subject.
On the live broadcast screen, all the dust has settled to the ground.
A Gan Mi who is in a bad mood because of falling ice is much more difficult to deal with than a Gan Mi who is emotionally stable.
He stood up and threw away the embarrassing glass ring in his hand, frowned, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and launched an attack, intending to end the battle quickly.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"
The sounds of air bursting appeared one after another.
Gan Mi did not hide anything this time. There was clearly some distance between the two of them, but he was able to accurately lock onto the clown's position and demonstrated extraordinary attack power.
The clown moved continuously, and every time he managed to dodge, cracks appeared on the place where he had just landed.
But he did not choose to retreat, instead he kept moving forward.
This is not a good choice.
As the distance got closer, Gan Mi's control over the attack became more and more precise. He even used only the most basic air blasting skill to force out the clown's defensive props.
But he did not stop there. Gan Mi treated the clown, who did not look that strong, with great caution. He used many attack methods that he had never used before, according to the distance. The air was compressed to the extreme, forming thousands of high-speed sharp blades, which accurately hit the clown's weak defenses...
This is destined to be a one-sided battle.
The Joker's defeat was expected.
But the speed at which he failed was beyond everyone's expectations.
In less than ten minutes, Gan Mi was standing in front of the man who was lying on the ground covered in blood and almost unconscious.
"Why are you so weak?"
There was a hint of doubt in his indifferent expression, and he talked to himself.
"If I had known I wouldn't have given it my all. Maybe my ranking would have moved up even further. Damn it, I hope that idiot Wang Ying would be quiet and not come looking for me..."
The clown was weaker than the last time he appeared. Gan Mi was not like Cen Jinyue. He was fully alert and attacked with all his might the moment he noticed the clown. Even when the opponent was seriously injured, he was still worried that this was a trick of the opponent, but in the end, nothing happened.
After showing a slightly headache expression, Gan Mi adjusted his breathing and looked down at the clown condescendingly.
"Hey, did you see a vending machine on the road? The kind that sells ice cubes."
This question is not very reasonable to ask in such a tense situation, but if the questioner is Gan Mi, there seems to be no problem.
The man lying in a pool of blood moved his fingers. He wanted to say something, but his body covered with scars made him unable to move. His injured throat could only make a "ho ho" sound like a zombie. If the wound was not small, he might have died by now.
The clown mask that always accompanied him also fell quietly into the blood. The strange face soaked in blood was no different from an ordinary mask.
Not getting the answer she wanted, Gan Mi scratched her hair angrily.
He looked around and made sure that the clown came alone, then he finally felt relieved and gave the answer.
"Are you wondering why the Twelve-layer Thought Confinement of the Ghostly Face cannot be used? That's because this attack is already outdated. If Alvis could work harder and learn how to make the domain space transparent earlier, she wouldn't have died so miserably."
Just like the space created by the strange face will instantly pull people into the circus, when the characteristics are brought to the extreme, the player also has a certain chance to comprehend stronger space skills.
Gan Mi had quietly expanded his territory when he was attacked.
Gan Mi is about to complete the small task and is in a good mood after adjusting herself.
"I guess you probably don't have anything else to ask. I'm not interested in massacres. Just remove your defenses and I'll send you on your way in peace." He was in a hurry to find an ice vending machine and a new cup, too lazy to wait for the Joker's last bit of defense to fail.
Unfortunately, when he raised his hand to attack, he found that the opponent's frustrating defense was still there, and his tone became irritable again.
"Give me some face, and I'll let you leave in a dignified manner."
This is already a threat.
He had countless undignified ways to kill the guy in front of him, but it would just take more time.
At this moment, Gan Mi noticed that the small black bag hanging around the clown's waist had changed color, with a faint gold color flashing continuously. It was blurry and unclear, but when it lit up, she could vaguely see a pattern of a wine bottle.
The color representing money always attracts the attention of businessmen, and Gan Mi is no exception. What's more, this thing is related to his hobby and is almost tailor-made for him.
He turned his palm over and manipulated the air.
The rope tied to the bag was cut instantly and the bag floated up.
When the bag was turned over, a spherical device fell heavily to the ground and instantly rolled into a pool of blood.
"Bang--Gulu..."
Gan Mi was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that there was only a small envelope left in the bag, he took the envelope doubtfully.
The moment the envelope was opened, something strange happened. The ball soaked in blood suddenly grew larger and suddenly turned into the shape of a mine cart!
This was a modified mine cart. The shovel in front quickly scooped up the fallen clown and the surrounding land and threw them into the basket. Then two acceleration thrusters extended from the back of the mine cart, and it rushed towards the direction that had been set long ago.
All the actions were completed in a flash, and the sudden change shocked the audience in the live broadcast room.
[Fuck, fuck, fuck! What is this? ]
[Looks like a super-fast mining truck? ]
[What the hell is this combination of a mining truck and an excavator? It shocked my whole family for the whole day. ]
[I was shocked when I saw the minecart digging the ground, and my cerebellum shrank when I saw the minecart pop out the acceleration thrusters.]
[Although this speed is fast! But with Boss Gan's reaction speed, he should still be able to react! ! ]
[What is the card in Gan Mi's hand? What effect does it have? I see a string of garbled characters on the card. I wonder if there is something wrong with this card?]
[Sure... this card will definitely disturb the nerves. ]
Gan Mi stared at the cardboard in the envelope for more than ten minutes before he came to his senses. He could hardly believe his eyes.
There were not many words on the card, but he knew every one of them.
[Boss Gan, can you please give me some face? — The heir of the safe house.]
Gan Mi would not make a mistake, this was Xu Zhiyan's handwriting.
He turned over the card silently. On the back of the card, he saw several coordinate points with ice cubes and wine glasses drawn on them. These were what he was looking for.
Looking up and looking in the direction where the mine cart disappeared, Gan Mi suddenly laughed.
"Can."
He answered into the air.
Unfortunately, when he wanted to put the card away safely, it suddenly caught fire, turned into ashes and fell to the messy ground, merging with the dust.
Apart from the burning touch in his palm, Gan Mi left nothing behind.
Inside the safe house, Xu Zhiyan slowly loosened his grip on the cane with his fingertips.
Just as he was about to send someone to pick up the clown, the ghost's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Why did you write a card to him?"
Xu Zhiyan told the reason without thinking.
"According to the information given by Asa, Gan Mi asked me out last time some time after Enli and Shen Zhen died. Although according to the information given by Cen Jinyue, the mimic will completely awaken after killing all the relatives of the original body and become a being without emotions... I think this is debatable."
It is worth exploring why Gan Mi, who has restored the mimetic's memory, would reveal to him the news that the Utopia wanted to kill him.
"The test results are not bad. It seems that Gan Mi has not completely forgotten his previous memories."
As for why he wanted to reveal his identity information, Xu Zhiyan had other plans.
"After this competition, we are doomed to be alienated from the main system. Players don't know my identity, but the main system can check the background... When something happens, whoever becomes the biggest beneficiary is most likely the instigator."
He was not naive enough to think that after 100 million points, the main system would still foolishly pretend that nothing had happened.
"I'm afraid my identity will soon be exposed. After this instance is over, I will confront the main system and discuss cooperation. We will be better partners than Dark Alley."
"As for Gan Mi, this is my sincerity. I want to know if there is a possibility for him to cooperate. Now it seems possible."
Xu Zhiyan wants to extend a cooperation invitation to both opposing parties at the same time.
This is undoubtedly a suicidal act of trying to grab chestnuts from the fire, like dancing on the edge of a knife, but he needs to participate in it to gain more initiative in order to minimize the consumption of human players in this battle.
"Of course, I have also considered the worst possible outcome."
His identity was exposed, the safe house's revenue was damaged, and he might be targeted when he entered the dungeon, but he now had enough power to resist these. Even if he was targeted... never mind, hadn't he been targeted before? He reasonably suspected that the main system had already started targeting him, and this plan might be able to reduce the probability of him being targeted.
"If the time comes when I have to reveal my identity to everyone, I have prepared a Plan B..."
Xu Zhiyan spoke a lot with great enthusiasm.
He thought about these plans for a long time.
But when he looked at the ghost with great interest, the other party just squeezed his palm with a somewhat lost tone.
“You never wrote me a card.”
"???"
Xu Zhiyan was stunned.
What the hell! It turns out that the ghost didn't ask why he wanted to reveal his identity, but why he wrote a handwritten card? Wait, so he was jealous?
Love brain is really scary.
He explained so much, but ended up talking to no one!
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