Chapter 440 Safe House
Recently, public opinion related to the Mimic has been fermenting, and the newly opened game forums are full of heated discussions.
Now the new announcement comes out like a bolt from the blue.
There was even a brief silence in the forum, with everyone expressing disbelief.
It is too late to quit the guild now.
Either die or enter by force.
Except for a few individual players who did not join a guild, 99% of the players suffered.
Xu's house is heavily guarded.
Pushing his finely crafted gold-framed monocle, Xu Yan's eyes reflected the rather deserted gaming forum.
He sat at his desk and clicked on a few ambiguous posts, browsing them out of boredom. It seemed that he had encountered something funny, and his fingertips kept tapping on the table.
After a while, he raised the corners of his mouth and said in a cheerful tone: "These humans are frightened out of their wits. You are really bad enough."
"As expected." Yan Chengfan, who was lying on the sofa, turned around and found a more comfortable position. He reached out and took the pear on the table and took a bite, as if what frightened all the players was just a trivial matter.
“And it’s not all my doing.”
Yan Chengfan sat up and shrugged. "You know, when I submitted this new rule, it passed it without blinking an eye. Moreover, it was afraid that I would modify it, so it even locked the copy modification permission. There is no other way to operate it except to end it early."
That’s right, it was none other than Yan Chengfan.
As the one who knows the main system best, the Mimic planned the content of this announcement after obtaining more game-related permissions. However, the main system, as the final reviewer, also expressed its approval of this.
"We all consider things from our own perspective." As he spoke, he yawned, and his head of white hair looked even more frizzy.
Easy to understand.
Theoretically speaking, this behavior can indeed screen out a group of stronger players, and the main system hates the mimics who betray it and will never let go of any opportunity to severely damage the mimics.
And for an ideal country, this is something that must be done.
The goal of the Mimic is to take control of the entire world after winning the game, transforming itself from its creation to the true ruler.
But their identities have been exposed, and all the players who know this must die. Even if they don't die in the dungeon, they will die in the real world. Using this new dungeon can save them energy and they don't have to strangle the players anymore.
After all, killing people takes time, not to mention that there are so many people in the game. Even if people are converted into pigs, cows and sheep, it will take several days to kill them all.
Xu Yan, who was standing by, listened with a look of satisfaction on his face.
“How many days are left?”
He asked, with an eager and anxious light flashing in his eyes. He couldn't wait to see what kind of beautiful scenery would be when the ideal country was really realized.
"Thirty-four days, there is still one month until the end." Yan Chengfan replied.
"Although the others only entered ordinary survival dungeons, nearly a month of survival dungeons is enough to drive them crazy. Even the most united humans cannot stop them."
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Meanwhile, inside the safe house.
【There is one month left. 】
[Mr. Xu, judging by the power we obtained from the key, the End of the World copy will be opened within thirty-five days at the latest, otherwise the key will become invalid.]
[After cracking the code, the date obtained is thirty-four days. ]
Asa dutifully gave the information.
After learning about what the main system had done, it combined its own background maintenance logs to reverse its past. Not surprisingly, it was probably the masterpiece of some advanced life form world that had been plundered by the main system.
According to a new announcement yesterday, Asa was assigned a new task.
All new research and development were suspended, and all efforts were focused on cracking the key.
Unfortunately, the Key of the End cannot be replicated, and its stingy owner's dream of selling the key for money was shattered, but the good news is that in the process of cracking the key, it parsed the code behind it.
"Thirty-four days?" Xu Zhiyan touched his chin and frowned.
From the information we have obtained so far, the dungeon is being cleared one after another. At this rate, all players will leave the dungeon in three days. In other words, in three to four days, the main system will start to filter the dungeon for chaotic guilds.
"If it's four days, it should be in time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Cui Gu came out with a dozen already written contracts, which looked like there were several hundred of them.
The monsters in the safe house became increasingly busy. Each of them was busy transporting various materials, as if there was endless work to do.
On the other side, Qu Ji was holding his phone with a relieved expression on his face.
"Brother Xu! It's done!"
"The contract paper will take effect first. It has a higher priority than the system announcement. All 341 members of the Pantheon Guild are registered under our name."
The gate of the safe house was wide open at this moment. Jiang Huaique stood in the courtyard. After taking the whole box of contracts brought by Xiao Cuigu, he waved his hand quickly and left without looking back. In the cab of the SUV outside the door, Dou Hongshan held the steering wheel, passed a group of monsters and nodded slightly to Xu Zhiyan.
A few seconds later, the car drove away.
Xu Zhiyan looked at everything going on in an orderly manner, and his originally slightly nervous expression relaxed a little.
It seems like some plan is being carried out quietly.
He opened the game forum and took a quick look, and found that the public opinion about paying for something to change one's fate had improved a lot. There were a few players who were upset by the announcement, but they were only cursing the Mimics. As for the Pantheon becoming a subsidiary guild, no one mentioned it.
"Ma Qiao is very tight-lipped." He sighed.
The next day, the entry times for the remaining guilds were announced.
The copy called Screening will open in three days.
Under normal circumstances, one might be able to accomplish a lot in three days, but when it comes to life and death, the three days slip away in the blink of an eye.
Xu Zhiyan did not stay in the safe house to watch the live broadcast. He went to Jiang Huaique's house at 10 o'clock in the evening with beer. He asked the other party to fry peanuts for him as soon as he opened his mouth, and received a slap in the face. Also invited was the former president of the Pantheon, Ma Qiao. When Dou Hongshan knocked on the door with Lu Yaoling, they met Jin Sheng holding a dog. Even Yu Xiu did not have to go to cram school for the first time today.
There were so many people that Jiang Huai's house was packed.
The expressions of the several people were different, and they could basically be divided into two groups.
Dou Hongshan and Jiang Huaique knew that Xu Zhiyan was the heir of the safe house and even participated in the incident. Although they were a little nervous inside, they behaved normally.
Of course, it would have been better if Jiang Huai Partridge hadn’t fried the peanuts to a crisp.
The others are people who are not clear about Xu Zhiyan’s identity.
Jin Sheng leaned on the sofa, his fingers constantly tapping the remote control to change channels, as if trying to hide his inner anxiety; while Lu Yaoling held Xiaoyi in her arms, stroking the dog's head, stroking Xiaoyi's whites so much that they showed; Ma Qiao kept looking at his watch, obviously keeping track of the time.
Among the group of people who didn't know the truth, Yu Xiu was in the best condition and was helping in the kitchen.
His idea is simple:
Since Brother Xu doesn’t seem nervous, then everything must be fine!
There is still an hour before the copy opens. Ma Qiao watched Xu Zhiyan finish half a plate of peanuts. He couldn't hold it in any longer and leaned over.
"Boss Xu, Chairman Xu, aren't you nervous?"
He didn't think he was a person with great love, and this time he had already solved the crisis of his own guild, so he didn't need to enter the screening copy. But no matter what, it was still too advanced to watch almost all the players killing each other next, not to mention that there were many people he knew among them.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Xu Zhiyan frowned, thought for a while, and then talked about something completely unrelated.
"I have a large number of industries in the world, but they have not been run very well." Murray can only be regarded as doing things in a conventional way. The pit dug by the summoner, Old Deng, is too big. He has to take on multiple jobs and cannot spare time to run the business wholeheartedly. So far, he has not been able to turn a profit.
"Boss Ma is good at this aspect of the world. How about this, if things turn around later, how about you help me manage the worldly business?"
This was the real purpose of his inviting Ma Qiao here today, in an attempt to get the labor for free.
Ma Qiao didn't expect it to be this kind of multiple-choice question.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead and replied, "...Okay, okay, let's not talk about anything else. If I can live half my life, I will do anything Boss Xu asks me to do."
Having been in the game for too long, Ma Qiao has made many friends outside of his guild, and he doesn't want to see large-scale deaths.
Xu Zhiyan was delighted and didn't explain anything further.
“Dang—dang—dang—”
The moment the midnight bell rings, the screening game begins!
Jiang Huaiqie connected the projector at home and after adjustment, several screens were divided out, each of which displayed the situation of a copy.
[Logged in to the dungeon [Yin Yang No. 1 Middle School]]
[Logged into the dungeon [Ghost Morgue]]
[Logged into the dungeon [Midnight Taxi Legend]]
[Logged into the dungeon [Eye of Death...]]
The relevant copy information is refreshed on the left side of each copy, and this time the delivery is carried out by the entire guild.
The bigger the guild, the more people there are. Some screens even have hundreds of people densely packed on them. From a distance, it looks even more chaotic than a playground, and everyone has a different expression.
Some people were crying, some were mumbling something, and some were calm and seemed to have everything planned out.
Except for Xu Zhiyan, the rest of the people watching the live broadcast in the living room also became nervous.
After the system completed the information, informed the content of the survival copy, and gave the new rules that if the copy was only one person left, it could end early, everyone showed different changes, especially the players in the copy who were already mentally shaky, as if the last hope of survival was shattered.
"Bang--"
Jiang Huai Que accidentally crushed a can.
Just when everyone thought he was worried about the players, he smiled and said, "It really is a survival copy. You guessed it right..."
Xu Zhiyan also laughed.
"We agreed that not a single pair of these two hundred pairs of woolen shoes can be missing!"
It turned out that three days ago, he had made a bet with Jiang Huaique about the mechanism of screening copies.
Xu Zhiyan was certain that the screening copy must be a survival copy.
Because it takes time to build a copy, it is impossible to build enough new copies for hundreds of large and small guilds to enter at the same time in just a few days. So if you want to let players kill each other, the best way is to use a survival copy. As long as the time is long enough, when all the edible things in it are eaten up, hunger will force them to attack their companions.
The people on the side were confused, but soon they understood why Xu Zhiyan and Jiang Huaique were so relaxed after they knew it was a survival copy...
In an instant, almost all the small grid images began to move.
Not killing each other, but giving speeches in groups.
"Don't worry, everyone! Everything is under control. We won't die. As the guild leader, I promise that none of us will die, not a single person will die!"
"Three days ago, we reached some cooperation with the Krypton Gold Changing Fate Guild... although it came at a huge cost."
"But we also got a way to deal with this place!"
There may be some differences in the specific details, but basically all guilds' speeches are similar in content.
In larger guilds with more members, some people have already started taking things out of their backpacks, and it didn't take long for a guild to assemble new props.
The square prop glows with silver metallic light, and is printed with pictures of various delicious dishes and food. There are two exits at the bottom, marked [Solid] and [Liquid] respectively. It looks a bit crude, and one can tell that it was made in a hurry.
This is a new item in the safe house.
The monsters have been working overtime recently, working nonstop to expand production to ensure that every guild can get at least one item.
When Xu Zhiyan experienced the survival copy for the first time, he realized that the survival copy was an inescapable nightmare for many players. Even props like the magic hat that had bugs could be labeled as artifacts... What if the safe house developed related props?
It is well known that food cannot be created out of thin air without specific props.
But for ghosts and gods, the existence of power can be changed. With His help, the most difficult transformation becomes the simplest step.
"As long as you throw anything that contains energy in it, it can be converted into energy products that humans can eat."
Xu Zhiyan explained in detail to the stunned Ma Qiao and others: "But taste is another matter. If you throw in plants or animal monsters, the food will taste better. If you only throw in skills and the like, the taste will be a little hard to judge."
After all, there is no seasoning, but at this critical juncture, no one would ask for so much.
"But they will survive no matter what."
"And I will get all the wealth accumulated by the guild!"
During the three days, Jiang Huaique and Dou Hongshan, on behalf of the krypton gold to change fate, contacted hundreds of other guilds, large and small, and signed contracts to buy lives with money.
Xu Zhiyan licked his lips, and the greed in his eyes seemed to be partially filled, and his whole body exuded a satisfied aura.
“It’s a win-win, guys.”
He really wanted to know what the guy who came up with this method of making everyone kill each other had on his face right now.
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