This urgency made Fang Zhiyi walk out of the room, then through the narrow corridor to the door that had blocked him countless times. Looking at the door, he tried to stick out one leg.
This time, no one stopped him, and he went out.
He saw the outside world for the first time: beautiful mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers blooming.
There were also many people who looked at him in horror.
"The update said it! The BOSS can move freely now! It's out!"
"Didn't someone say they were going to get the first kill? Let's go!"
"Don't you know how terrifying this thing is? You go first, I don't want to lose my equipment!"
They were noisy, and many people looked at Fang Zhiyi with a mixture of fear and greed. Fang Zhiyi silently retreated to her own territory.
Lin Han and his group arrived, but this time Lin Han brought dozens of people with him.
Fang Zhiyi wasn't surprised. He knew the world had changed, and maybe these people couldn't be resurrected either.
The first kill of a dungeon boss will affect the guild's ranking and also provide a large number of top-quality equipment. Lin Han immediately thought of this stupid NPC, believing that with its trust in him, it could easily achieve this.
Lin Han and the others chatted with Fang Zhiyi as usual.
"So, if I die, I will completely perish, right?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
The group looked at each other, and Lin Han nodded, saying, "Yes."
Fang Zhiyi laughed: "Then I'll have to be on my guard when dealing with those people from now on."
Xiao Rou suddenly stood up and took several steps back.
Fang Zhiyi asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Suddenly, a sword slashed down on its shoulder; this sword was the one Fang Zhiyi had given it to him.
Fang Zhiyi turned her head.
Lin Han's eyes were filled with the smug satisfaction of his successful scheme: "Is everything set up? Hurry up and get to work!"
"Sorry, Skull, your first kill is ours!"
Fang Zhiyi felt both angry and sad, emotions he had learned from the people in front of him. But now he felt more helpless because Lin Han and his group were already very strong, and he couldn't withstand their relentless attacks.
As her legs were frozen by the ice magic of the girl named Xiaorou, Fang Zhiyi looked at her. Xiaorou was no longer crying; she just smiled and told her teammates that she had long wanted Fang Zhiyi's two-handed staff.
An arrow pierced his chest; it was from the nameless archer who taught Fang Zhiyi how to play chess.
As Lin Han excitedly swung his sword down, Fang Zhiyi lost consciousness.
He felt a sense of relief, but there was still a lingering sense of resentment in his heart. Was this the resentment that comes after defeat? With his last bit of strength, he looked at those he thought were his "friends." They began to divide the spoils, and no one even glanced at him.
“Hmm…” Fang Zhiyi touched her jawbone with her bony fingers.
"You have no idea how much trouble I went through to get into this timeline," Xiao Hei muttered.
"Can I understand that this online game world is actually considered an independent world?"
Xiao Hei looked at him: "Yes, I knew you could guess it."
"At this rate of development, the world of the Fallen Gods will eventually lose contact with the real world, and... make many humans its permanent residents."
Fang Zhiyi's eyes blazed with ghostly fire as she looked at a tiny window on the wall: "My God, the online game world, the cyber heavenly way?"
"Don't underestimate it. This thing is even more difficult to deal with than ordinary Heavenly Dao. Don't even think about forcibly breaking through the restrictions and rushing out..." Xiao Hei's words revealed Fang Zhiyi's thoughts.
Fang Zhiyi chuckled.
A rustling sound came from inside, and several players ran in looking disheveled.
"My god, didn't everyone say this boss is stuck? Why are these mobs outside still so active?"
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