Black 7
Jiang Wudu served Wen Shu tea and water every day and served him very well, completely changing his previous attitude of ignoring him.
[Host, please always remember: You are a vicious supporting character in a book, with a tragic ending. This system is designed to save the host. The host must follow the instructions and cling to the protagonist Wen Shu's thighs, otherwise you will face a tragic ending. Please think twice.]
Faced with the system's instructions, Jiang Wu naturally had no choice but to do as he was told. Even though he felt aggrieved, there was no other way. He was really about to be killed by that group of inexplicable players.
What on earth had happened? He was clearly just acting according to normal human thinking, yet he was turned into the so-called vicious supporting role. If the system hadn't been so strong in its tone, he would have suspected that he had been deceived.
The mother system found this absurd: [The supporting character should fight back after awakening, why is he forced to please Wen Shu?] People can't be so spineless. Supporting characters also have the dignity of supporting characters.
Yu Wan blinked. "The original owner also awakened as a vicious supporting character. Why can she only please others?" She narrowed her eyes. The mother system seemed to be particularly fond of chatting with her these days. Was she angry? "Are you looking down on the host?"
[You…] The mother system’s face twisted, its makeup-covered face looking like a broken birthday cake. [This is just more convenient. There’s nothing wrong with taking a shortcut. I’m also doing this to protect the host.]
Yu Wan said she was also protecting Jiang Wu, saying that male players also needed to be cared for. The dungeon was full of dangers, and she couldn't just stand by and watch Jiang Wu get killed by those players without saving him. This was sexism and unacceptable behavior. Thinking this way, she felt that she was truly kind.
She just wants to give each character a home.
The mother system heard the sarcasm in the words, and her back teeth clenched loudly, and she was speechless for a moment; since taking over this position, her heart disease seemed to have become more serious, and she had to take medicine every day to regulate her body. She was really afraid that Yu Wan would say something weird again and make her angry to death.
Qin on the side turned her face away, otherwise she was really afraid that she would laugh; the mother system bit her lip and showed a worried expression. If it continued like this, the host would be led astray by Yu Wan sooner or later.
The funds for restarting the plot have been used up, and now it's too late to adjust the character parameters. The mother system picked up the script, opened the barrage, and squinted her eyes in thought.
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News of Xiang Rong's madness spread throughout the player community. Lower-tier players trembled in fear, some huddling together and others going into hiding. While the upper-tier players were wary, no one was willing to risk investigating, and most remained on the sidelines.
The Lord God wouldn't directly harm the player, but Xiang Rong wasn't driven mad by ghosts, which was unbelievable. The NPCs in the dungeon world were ridiculously weak, easily killed with a single slap. So what had happened to Xiang Rong? Did he see something?
The members of the Agate Team were reluctant to reveal too much. With the two backbones of their camp gone, they were in dire straits and had to pack up their bags to look for their next team.
Everyone thought that there was no improvement in the situation. Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the team's residence to rest. Just as he got into bed, he heard a burst of hurried and rough footsteps outside.
"Here! Right here!"
A panting voice sounded, and Wen Shu felt familiar. The next moment, the door was pushed open, and the man in the lead was actually that fresh-faced young man Liu Xingxing. When he saw Wen Shu, his eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he was full of the pleasure of revenge: "It's her!"
A group of people dressed as armed police filed in. The leader gestured to arrest Wen Shu, his eyes fixed on him. Seeing the hesitation in the man, Liu Xingxing squeezed his silicone face and said, "This is the man who caused the hit-and-run accident and killed my teammate."
Liu Xingxing gnashed his teeth in hatred. Ever since Zhuang Zize, who was touted as a couple with him, was seriously injured and died, his popularity has plummeted. Zhuang Zize was immersed in the film industry and had contact with various big directors. He at least had some skills, while he was just a traffic star who made his debut by taking advantage of the times. His business ability was not very good. He could not do anything except act cute and handsome. He was often scared to pee his pants by ghosts, and gradually lost his popularity. Sometimes he was bullied by other players, so he hated Wen Shu even more.
God helps those who work hard, and now he finally found it; these armed police were also dressed as players, with special identities, responsible for maintaining order in the dungeon for the Lord God; Liu Xingxing immediately said that he could look at the dashcam of that day, and the truck was parked outside. The police officer was skeptical, waved his hand, and took the man away.
The evidence was there, and there was no denying it. A few dark clouds drifted over Wen Shu's head, and her scalp tingled. Yu Wan quickly leaned over the host's shoulder to comfort her. After checking the dashcam, the officer handcuffed Wen Shu. While the law of the jungle among players was normal, killing a teammate was a serious crime. If you didn't die, you would be punished.
Of course, the Mother System wouldn't tell Yu Wan the truth. So what if it was her arrangement? The setting for the armed police in the dungeon was only briefly mentioned in the original novel, but she could use it to her advantage, helping the host escape Yu Wan's deception. The host would always understand her good intentions. The Mother System thought bitterly that she must never have a daughter. She was heartbroken that the host had no blood relationship with her, and she couldn't imagine how terrified she would be if she did.
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Wen Shu hasn't come back for several days.
"What?"
In the tavern, Player A solemnly announced the news of the disappearance of the system. His subordinates immediately became agitated. They themselves had not realized that the system had become the backbone of the team. All the intelligence these days was provided by the system, which was foolproof. Now that the system had failed, the entire team suddenly lost its direction.
"Where are A-Lin and the others?" Player A smoked a cigarette and asked his subordinate irritably, wanting to call back the team's second-in-command to discuss matters. The subordinate hesitated, his eyes red. A picked up a bottle and threw it at him: "Speak!"
The atmosphere reached its lowest point, and the subordinates fell to their knees and burst into tears: "Brother Lin...Brother Lin...is gone!"
A paused for breath, the world spinning before his eyes. There had been an unusually large number of ghosts these past few days, and with no chance of breaking free, he gritted his teeth and extinguished his cigarette: "Let's go!"
A dozen cars raced down the street outside the tavern, their headlights piercing the darkness. It was destined to be another sleepless night. A sat in the back seat, his eyes dark, determined to find the system no matter what.
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People from Camp B and Camp C gathered at the riverside dock. The two camps had just fought a fierce battle not long ago and suffered heavy losses. At this moment, they looked at each other unkindly; the river wind was biting, and two women sat opposite each other in a makeshift small boat and talked.
Without the system's instructions these past few days, people in both camps have had a hard time. At first, they all thought the system was a scam, and they were willing to give some instructions a try. Who knew that the results were unexpectedly good, so they used them with confidence and gradually became lazy. Now that the system has disappeared, the originally arranged plan is almost aborted, and several members have been injured. The two teams are not strong to begin with, and this is undoubtedly adding insult to injury.
Two old rivals who had never gotten along were wandering along the river with a large group of hungry subordinates. The moment they met, they felt a sense of sadness of mutual sympathy.
b bought a case of expired beer and drank it until his face flushed: "So? Are you planning to surrender or what?" At worst, he could just join a stronger camp. Being controlled by others is better than living in fear all day long.
"I don't want it." C put a piece of watermelon into the beer and shook it. B sighed, revealing a helpless expression. He took off his disguise in front of his former opponent. They were not sworn enemies to begin with. He drank the draft beer like poison and sighed: "What else can I do if I don't want it? I should have trusted the system so much earlier. Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Now it's gone without a trace. I shouldn't have..."
"Can't we just check?" C interrupted her coldly, "You already know the plot, why can't you have some backbone? Are those top players going to give you free food and drinks? What guarantees do you have that you'll have enough food and clothing once you get in?" The seemingly delicate girl grew increasingly angry as she spoke, downing her entire beer in one gulp. She sneered, "Who said we were going to beat everyone down?"
B's face was embarrassed, and her earlobes were bright red. "That was so long ago..." She looked at the group of subordinates outside the window, and her back, which had just straightened, hunched slightly again. Looking back, she saw a fruit knife stretched out in front of her neck. The cold light flashed, and it was only a centimeter away from touching her skin. She trembled with fear, "No, let's talk it over nicely..."
"Are you going to look for it or not?" C burst out with ruthlessness. She meant to look for the system. Ever since she knew that her ending was so random, she was no longer afraid. After all, there was nothing more disgusting in the world than dying for a man.
“…”
"try to find!"
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The other factions, with their own spies, quickly learned of the system's disappearance. Everyone shared the same dire situation, so they simply sat down and discussed it all. They gathered around and engaged in lengthy discussions. Among them were several top players, rarely seen in public. These intelligent individuals, confident in their own abilities, usually disdained to participate in such meetings. But now, they dropped their airs and racked their brains to analyze the system's nature and whereabouts.
Was it a reward from the Lord? A bug in the dungeon? Or was it someone playing tricks? But how could anyone be so accurate? Prediction wasn't part of the Lord's special powers; it wasn't charity.
The dawn was shattered by a flash of blue light, and another player logged off. Finally, the several factions unanimously decided to work together to find the system first.
The original order completely collapsed, and everyone faced the rising sun, looking forward to and worried about a bright future.
“It feels like there’s a giant eye watching the players from behind.”
"I feel like it's more than that. There might also be real-world capital manipulation. Aren't there a lot of entertainment stars in the dungeon? Capital certainly won't miss this opportunity to make money, so they can attract the crazy fans in the fan circle to spend money and vote like in talent shows. This is how capital harms young people."
"I agree with the above. Perhaps the government and the Ugly Country are involved. This instance is designed to be too realistic. And that system, maybe some prehistoric civilization has awakened, or even the Soviet Union has been revived. Europe has already retreated on the front lines, Japan and South Korea have retreated, and the US imperialists want nothing more than to stand by and watch. They can only let these social figures solve it."
"I don't think so. It must be an alien creature, or an ancient myth coming true. The wisdom of our ancestors is no joke. My charming ancestor is truly amazing!"
"I bow down to you, sir. Your analysis is excellent."
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Essay after essay analyzing the world in the book was written, ranging from high technology to Cthulhu, and even missing the revival of the dinosaurs. In another cell, Wen Shu, having already eaten prison food for three days, was going mad. Yu Wan slumped against the wall, weeping weakly, "Host... I don't want to scam people anymore..."
Wen Shu nodded with two dark circles under his eyes. The audience in the live broadcast room liked it more and more, and they were so happy that a wave of rewards poured into the backstage.
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