Chapter 20 The Infinite Boss Invites You to "Eat Melon" 20. I Know...
Despite the distance and the fluttering ribbons and countless waving arms, Lu Yu's lip movements were not clear, but the players all understood them.
In an instant, everyone felt a tremor in their hearts and a shiver run down their spines.
Despite the sweltering summer night, an uncontrollable chill seemed to creep up from their feet, chilling them to the bone.
Countless chaotic thoughts and speculations flooded their minds.
How were they discovered?
Could it be that SSS-level bosses are so powerful that they are almost godlike, and can see everything about them without doing anything, whether it is overt or covert?
All their investigations, searches, attempts to attract attention, and deceptions were in vain. They never escaped his eyes, and all their methods were nothing more than petty tricks that he could easily see through.
He had simply ignored them before, but now their actions had gone too far and annoyed him, so he was going to issue a small warning and teach them a lesson.
He didn't even bother to make a real move against them, but just casually toyed with them, watching them from afar with great interest, like watching a group of clowns revealing their true colors!
In a fleeting moment, Lu Yu, with his cold, smiling expression on the center console, and the terrifying, enormous, and indescribable shadow above the Morning Dusk Apartment on the first night, merged into one in their field of vision.
He was shrouded in darkness, looking down at them from his high vantage point, like a dragon surveying ants.
They recalled the tragic scene at Tieshan, the rampant pollution at Chenhun Apartment, and the terrifying, despair-inducing, all-encompassing power of the rules.
Terror gripped everyone's hearts.
"When was it?" Lin Xiaoman's fingers trembled slightly as she held her phone. "It's normal that he noticed me and dragged me and Niu Duoduo out, but the others were clearly well hidden, and even Jiang Yan couldn't be sure."
"He discovered it a long time ago, but pretended not to know, and didn't make a move against us. He just pushed us onto the stage to be made a fool of... Is this a warning that if we don't know what's good for us, he won't care about the game or the plot anymore, and will just start fighting us directly?"
"Hold on!"
A hand reached out from the side and grabbed Lin Xiaoman's stiff arm.
It's Jiang Yan.
Her expression wasn't good either, but she still gently shook her head at Lin Xiaoman and the others, indicating that there were too many eyes on them, so they shouldn't make any rash moves or show anything.
"Everybody! Let's get hyped!"
A burst of energetic drumbeats signaled the start of the interactive dance party, igniting the atmosphere. More confetti rained down, the music was rousing, and the overflowing enthusiasm nearly engulfed the entire Huanhua Lake Park.
The players, pale and stiff, were forced to sway to the music while crammed onto the stage.
"This atmosphere is amazing!"
On the control panel, a staff member clapped, leaned close to Lu Yu, and said loudly, "Brother Lu, I heard that you suggested changing this segment. Originally it was just dancing, but later you added drawing audience members to come on stage for more interaction?"
"What?"
Lu Yu took off his headphones and looked at the person who spoke with some confusion.
When the speaker realized he hadn't heard him, he didn't repeat himself, but just laughed and gave him a thumbs up.
My phone was vibrating too, and several messages popped up in the group chat, saying that Lu Yu had a sharp eye and, with a flash of light, had selected only handsome men and beautiful women. Tonight's publicity campaign would have one more hot topic to write about.
Lu Yu glanced at it, didn't reply, turned around and jumped off the center console.
The players observed him for a day, and he monitored them for a long time.
Although the "gossip system" can only provide him with warnings of players approaching when he is asleep and unsuspecting, he is not incapable of catching players on his own.
The first day's initial probing yielded valuable information not only for the players but also for him.
The information gleaned from the preliminary investigation, the knowledge of the music festival venue, and the camera lens allowed Lu Yu to easily distinguish those somewhat familiar faces from the crowd. Following these faces, he then tracked down the unfamiliar figures who occasionally met his gaze, whispered to him, and walked around backstage.
When Lu Yu is fully focused on using his observation skills, no one can truly escape his eyes.
Now, the spotlight has captured the vast majority of the players present, and he will invite the remaining few to the next segment he has already prepared.
"What should we do? Should we go up and rescue them, or continue with the Boss?"
"Save them? They were just called up on stage to dance and interact, not arrested. How can we save them in front of so many players? And the Boss... the Boss clearly knows we're here and has already warned us. If we keep following, we're afraid the warnings won't be just some jokes anymore."
"That……"
The remaining players, separated from the crowd, exchanged glances and whispered messages, but none of them made the first move.
While they hesitated, Lu Yu had already crossed the audience area and wandered into the backstage area, where unauthorized personnel were not allowed to enter.
He greeted a few acquaintances, chatted for a bit, took a paid trip to the toilet, and then adopted a lazy attitude, pulled up a chair, sat down in a corner backstage where there wasn't too much foot traffic, and started fiddling with his phone.
A short while later, an old colleague from the company who had gone on a field trip with him came over and asked if he wanted to play games. Lu Yu glanced at him but did not refuse.
The two started playing the mobile game together, teamed up, parachuted in, looted supplies, and engaged in shooting and killing.
As they reached the final rounds, Lu Yu stared at his phone screen and suddenly asked, "Tomorrow is the last day. Are you confident you can find what you're looking for?"
"Huh? Lao Lu, who are you talking to?" The old colleague looked up in surprise, glanced around, and then quickly looked back at the game. "Hey, watch out, there's someone on the slope behind the toilet!"
"and you."
Lu Yu executed a smooth flick shot, blowing the man on the slope's head off. His tone was nonchalant: "Did you think I wouldn't recognize you just because you were wearing my colleague's skin? Are all S-level players that naive?"
Former colleague: "What S-level player? Lao Lu, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.
The old colleague's body trembled, as if frozen, and he stood there stiff for a moment.
Lu Yu's game character was already lying on the ground, pausing its movements. His left hand, which should have been on the screen, had silently risen and pressed down on his old colleague's shoulder. It was neither too light nor too heavy, and he didn't apply any force, but it made his old colleague's face turn as pale as paper in an instant.
"Every day is just get off work and home, and that kind of life is really boring. So I don't mind having a little fun now and then; in fact, I welcome it. But the condition is that it's fun, not trouble or flies. When faced with trouble, I'll just wipe it out, and when I encounter flies, I'd rather swat them dead, understand?"
The man's indifferent voice rang in my ears, like a bone-chilling wind swirling in a dark cave, or a terrifying breath churning in an endless abyss.
My old colleague's back was completely soaked.
Sun Meng is known as the "Dream Catcher" because he is a master who has mastered the art of manipulating dreams to an unparalleled degree. Apart from their captain, "Dream Catcher" Duan Qiu, no other player in the field can rival him.
He doesn't need to lull people to sleep like a "sleepyhead" to influence them. If he wanted, he could create lucid dreams while people were awake, controlling and driving them with conscious dreams while retaining their original memories and skills, turning them into one of his tentacles, without anyone noticing.
For example, his old colleague is indeed Lu Yu's colleague at this moment, but he is also a tentacle of the "Dream Beast" Sun Meng.
If Lu Yu were to suddenly kill his old colleague, only the colleague would die; Sun Meng would at most be injured and lose a tentacle, which wouldn't be fatal. Therefore, among the players, if we're talking about who is least afraid of Lu Yu and most capable of surviving under his attack, Sun Meng would definitely be on the list.
Even so, when he was truly facing an SSS-level dungeon boss all alone, and his identity was exposed and his shoulder was grabbed, Sun Meng's heart still trembled uncontrollably.
He still remembered the last tentacle that patted his shoulder like that. The next second, the S-rank dungeon boss grinned and mercilessly snapped the neck of that tentacle, thick blood spraying into his vision before he could even disconnect.
At this moment, facing Lu Yu who was pressing down on his shoulder, Sun Meng was only able to remain calm thanks to his experience and rationality as an S-level player, and tried his best to understand the other party's words and attitude.
He manipulated his old colleague, his thoughts racing, as he slowly looked up at Lu Yu and tentatively asked, "You... know everything?"
"What do you know?" Lu Yu's handsome face was very calm, his deep black eyes held a dark light that no one could discern, and his tone was so indifferent that it seemed devoid of emotion. "I know that you are players from another world, driven to play a game around me, racking your brains, resorting to any means, and making a fool of yourselves, just to seize a few fragments of godhood that you can never obtain?"
Sun Meng was greatly shocked.
Sure enough, this boss knows everything! He's just playing them like a spectator!
Sun Meng felt a mixture of fear, anger, unease, and chill, but he dared not show it.
He could tell that Lu Yu didn't seem to intend to sever this tentacle, so he forced himself to remain calm and said, "You said we have no chance of obtaining the fragments of divinity... It seems you already know what they are and are very confident in protecting them?"
“Tsk,” Lu Yu raised an eyebrow and chuckled, “The players these days are getting worse and worse. Their tricks for getting information out of you are so low-level. Do they really think they’re playing a game? They’ve been used, corrupted, and sold out completely, and they’re still happily counting money for you. They’re ridiculously stupid.”
After saying that, a look of disinterest appeared on his face. He withdrew his left hand and leaned back in his chair: "Alright, get out of here. I'm not interested in idiots like you who haven't made any progress."
Sun Meng felt a lightness on his right shoulder.
Lu Yu's intimidating aura had faded away.
The sound of gunfire came through his phone again. He focused on playing the game, as if sniping a few more people in the game was much more interesting than killing a player in person.
Sun Meng was stunned.
He subconsciously looked at Lu Yu, knowing that what he should do now was either to seize the opportunity presented by the Boss's inexplicable contempt and mercy and run away as quickly as possible, or to risk losing a tentacle and continue to probe according to the previously set pace, seeking fortune in danger.
But the strange meaning revealed in Lu Yu's words just now inexplicably captivated his attention.
Relying on his special abilities, he had interacted with many bosses, monsters, and NPCs. Some of them could even recognize the player and guess the plot during the game, but none of them had ever treated him this way. The boss before him seemed to know some astonishing secrets that the player was completely unaware of. The way he looked at the player wasn't like he was looking at an enemy, but more like he was looking at some pitiful creature with a tragic end.
Sun Meng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "You're not going to kill me?"
Lu Yu was exchanging gunfire with the last man behind the house when he heard this. Without even looking up, he said, "What's the point of killing a bunch of dying people?"
Sun Meng paused, then asked, "A dying man? What do you mean?"
Lu Yu swiftly fired two shots, eliminating the enemy. Sun Meng's old colleague's phone screen flashed, displaying a victory message that read "Winner Winner Chicken Dinner" simultaneously with Lu Yu's screen.
"I don't have an obligation to answer your questions, do I?"
Lu Yu put down his phone and raised his deep, dark eyes.
Sun Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed hard, but he still spoke up: "Mr. Lu, as the dungeon boss, your willingness to communicate with players might mean you have other ideas? If the conditions are right, we can trade."
Sun Meng's intuition told him that the information Lu Yu revealed was likely very crucial, and he was unwilling to give up so easily, so he could only try to probe further.
But Lu Yu is destined to be unpredictable.
"A deal?" He scoffed. "There's nothing about you that I'd like to see."
Sun Meng opened his mouth, about to say something more, but Lu Yu raised his hand first, stopping him from speaking: "It's not a deal, but to make this game more interesting, and to give those disgusting people behind you a hard time, I can give you a little secret."
Sun Meng couldn't contain himself: "What secret?"
“Let me think,” Lu Yu stroked his chin, “What’s more crucial for you right now might be a correct understanding of the game and yourselves? For example, the inhabitants of Earth used to participate in such games and were also players, or perhaps…”
Lu Yu stared at Sun Meng, the corners of his lips curving up in a manner that seemed both malicious and pitying. "All players are tainted by corruption, and the full name of this corruption is 'game corruption'?"
Sun Meng's breath hitched; a nerve that had been taut without his notice snapped.
Before Sun Meng could react, Lu Yu added, "I know you're watching."
His gaze shifted and landed on a deserted spot, his eyes deep and focused, as if he had truly seen something.
Almost simultaneously, all the players, whether they were hiding on the stage to monitor or carefully peeking from the crowd, felt a shiver run down their spines and their bodies stiffened.
They stared into Lu Yu's dark eyes through various scientific and unscientific means, and for a moment they felt as if they had been caught on the spot and were staring at him through the void.
It's expected that the Boss would realize he was being spied on, but looking back... that shouldn't be possible, right?
【possible. 】
Jiang Yan had somehow slipped into a corner of the stage and sent a message to the encrypted group chat, where many players were participating in this mission: "Because the Boss is looking at a spot where a 'hidden ghost' is hiding."
As soon as the information was released, in a certain corner of the backstage area, under Lu Yu's gaze, a human-shaped silhouette rapidly emerged in an empty corner.
Liu Xian, codenamed "Hidden Ghost," squatted there, hugging himself, trembling, with a heroic expression on his face as if he had been forced to reveal himself and die a heroic death after being discovered by the Boss.
Lu Yu: "..."
Wait, why is there another person here?
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