Jian Busian stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to react.
Despite the hot mist in the bathroom, he didn't catch a cold.
But he still wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, his ears were as red as ripe fruits because of shame.
He had only been alive for a short time, so why did he have to suffer such injustice?
The audience in the live broadcast room only saw a large mosaic.
But when they saw the clothes disappear from the table inexplicably, they immediately understood what was going on.
[Fuck! I’m angry! My wife can’t be without clothes! (chaos)]
[I thought it was bad enough that Mianmian didn’t have pants to wear in the last dungeon! This time she has no clothes to wear at all. What kind of tragedy is this? (gloating)]
[Ah, damn mosaic! QAQ Let me see the poor little Mianmian without clothes! ]
[Who stole Mianmian's clothes? I have a bad feeling about the target NPC this time...]
Jian Busian was silent for a long time and finally accepted this unfortunate fact.
...When he finds out who stole the clothes, he will eat that person up.
Jane Busian rubbed her hair in annoyance, letting the wet hair hang loose.
He certainly can't go out like this.
Although he had been a non-human in the infinite world for a long time, he still knew some basic moral knowledge.
For example, you cannot litter casually.
You can't just run out without clothes on.
Jane thought for a long time and pursed her lips.
In the end, he chose to wear his previous clothes.
The clothes were worn in areas at high risk of infection by the Black Death.
The first thing Jane Busian did when she arrived at the bathroom was to take off her clothes and boil them in boiling water.
The clothes were clean, but they were not dry yet and were a little wet. However, it was better than having nothing to wear.
He can wear it out and look for new clothes.
Jian Busian wrung out the clothes hard, put on the half-dry, half-wet clothes, and then left the bathroom.
*****
Jane came to the church hall without sleep.
He saw that the players were still gathered together, discussing countermeasures.
From their dejected expressions, it was clear that they had been discussing for most of the day but still had no results.
The number of infected people on the counter has quickly jumped to four hundred.
【401……】
【403……】
【410……】
As long as this number jumps to 500, it will be the death of all the players present.
An old player couldn't help but lie on the ground and collapse:
"Fuck it!! This dungeon is one of the few with no solution! Aren't there only a few ways to control the Black Death?! And the masses won't accept it!"
Some of them thought about going to the towns day by day and using manpower to clean up the places in the city where germs are likely to breed.
But this idea is too naive.
There is simply not enough time, not to mention that the players are just powerless civilians.
The old player collapsed on the ground in despair, his empty eyes staring at the rapidly jumping numbers.
【422……】
【426……】
The old player suddenly heard dull footsteps coming.
Jian Busian also heard it and looked in the direction of the voice.
The small door that had been hidden in the darkness of the church was opened, and a strange human-shaped shadow walked out.
It's an NPC!
The players all thought that this church was empty and was a rest area prepared specifically for them.
It turns out that this copy was not so merciful.
The appearance of NPCs often does not bring good news.
The NPC walked out of the darkness, and the players could see its appearance clearly.
It is a middle-aged man, very fat, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a very ordinary European appearance.
The most eye-catching thing is the clothes he wears.
It was a pure white robe made entirely of expensive silk, adorned with exquisite gemstones. Even the cross on the chest was made of gold, sparkling in the sunlight.
The only church member who can wear a gold cross is the godfather.
To the players' surprise, the Godfather NPC ignored them and walked straight past them, holding a large bag, towards the church entrance.
When Jian Busian saw the NPC, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He rushed forward a few steps and blocked the Godfather NPC's steps forward.
All the players looked at Jian Busian with horror, including Qin Yihan.
What does Jian Busian want to do? Is he trying to directly ask for the secret to passing the level?
It certainly seems like something he would do, and his face is pretty deceptive, so it's possible.
Qin Yihan thought he finally understood Jian Busian's train of thought and could finally guess what the other party wanted to do.
But when Jian Bumian spoke, Qin Yihan found that he was still too naive.
Jian Busian stood in front of the NPC, raised his head, and asked politely: "Mr. Godfather, do you have any unnecessary clothes here? My clothes are wet and they won't dry in a short time. Can you lend me some clothes from the church to wear for a while, just for a while..."
His hair and clothes were not dry yet. His wet hair fell limply, and his water-soaked eyelashes were too long and thick to dry for a while, leaving the edges of his eye sockets covered with pitiful water marks.
Not to mention the clothes. Once the coarse cloth clothes were soaked, they became as hard as stone and wrapped around the boy's thin body.
It is particularly easy to arouse people's desire to protect.
The Godfather NPC couldn't help but feel pity for Jian Busian just by looking at him a few times, and he couldn't help but think of the little angel in the myth.
"Oh, my God, how could there be such a poor little boy? There must be some unwanted clothes in the church. I'll take you there."
Jian Busian raised the corner of his lips: "Thank you."
Qin Yihan and the other players were stunned as they watched Jian Busian and the NPC leave.
...What on earth does Jian Bumian want to do? ?
*****
Jian Bumian followed the NPC to the storage room in the church.
The priest NPC kept staring at Jian Bumian and said, "Poor child, this room contains the clothes that church personnel wear when performing various ceremonies. Most of them are new. You can go in and pick whatever you want."
Jian Bumian did not go into the storage room. He stood outside the door, looking at the big bag in the NPC's hand, and asked casually, "What is this?"
"It is an indulgence."
Jane Bumian: “?”
Jane Busian asked curiously, "What is an indulgence?"
The priest NPC looked at Jian Bumian with even more pity: "Poor silly child, you don't even know about indulgences. That is our absolution. As long as you buy the indulgence, no matter how big the sin is, it can be forgiven.
Many people have died recently because they committed sinful acts and did not purchase indulgences.
However, there are still many people who are self-aware and are frantically buying up the church's indulgences. Look, here are the indulgences I'm about to sell."
He opened the bag and reluctantly showed it to Jane Busian.
There were many crudely made pieces of paper in the bag, which were dirty, covered with dirt and dust, and mixed with a lot of flea corpses, flea eggs, and rat droppings. At first glance, they were very standard sources of virus infection.
Jian Bumian: "..."
Can this thing allow God to forgive all sins?
Only a fool would believe that.
No, even as a ghost in the past, he didn't believe it.
Jian Busian asked, "How much does it cost to buy an indulgence?"
After hearing this, the NPC thought that Jane Bumian also wanted to buy indulgences. She narrowed her eyes, revealing a shrewd look, and said a number that surprised Jane Bumian.
This is roughly the monthly living expenses for the residents here.
The greater the sin, the more indulgences one must purchase.
The priest NPC saw Jian Bumian's expression change, raised his eyebrows unhappily, and said: "Little guy, if you think it's expensive, I can give you a cheaper price. Don't think you are not guilty, in fact, beauty is also a sin."
Jian Bumian: "..."
He felt that this NPC was just short of having the intention of cheating people out of money written all over his face.
Not only Jian Bumian felt so, the audience in the live broadcast room also started discussing it.
[Mianmian was right. In real history, indulgences were indeed a scam.]
In medieval Europe, due to religious reasons, everyone believed that they were born with sin.
In order to squeeze money from the people, the church came up with the concept of "indulgences".
No matter what you have done wrong or what mistakes you have made, as long as you pay enough money and buy enough indulgences, all sins can be wiped out and your soul can go to heaven.
There were even armies that, after massacring an entire city, went around collectively buying indulgences to atone for their sins.
Therefore, the medieval church plundered a large amount of wealth from European civilians and became the richest and most powerful organization at that time.
At the same time, with the arrival of the Black Death, the church also became one of the culprits of the outbreak of the Black Death.
When people realize that they are sick, their first reaction is that sin has befallen them, and they rush to buy indulgences.
The church went even further and maliciously raised the price of indulgences, causing people to gather in churches, on roadsides, and at doorsteps to frantically buy indulgences.
The plague quickly grew and spread among the population, and eventually became out of control.
[When the silver coins you used to buy indulgences jingle in your bag, the souls of you and your loved ones will ascend directly from purgatory to heaven*]
[Haha, this is a one-click Black Death experience ticket! ! It must be full of viruses! ]
[Beauty is also a sin. Mianmian can forgive her sins by performing something exciting for everyone! ]
[Mianmian looks stupid. I wonder if she realized that indulgence is a bad thing.]
The audience came back to their senses and nervously waited for Jian Bumian's next move.
But their response seemed to be a step slow.
The priest standing in front of Jian Bumian was still talking in the last second, and in the next second he fell straight to the ground like a dummy, making a dull sound of hitting the ground.
His neck was broken alive, like a broken piece of rotten wood, twisted into a strange angle.
His eyes were wide open with bloodshot eyes, his forehead was full of bulging veins, and his mouth was half open with words yet to be spoken.
The bag containing the indulgences fell to the ground.
The priest couldn't understand how a handsome and well-behaved little boy could kill him alive.
Jian Bushian never thought that he could break the other person's neck in one go.
He stretched his sore wrist and rubbed it against his clothes in disgust.
Jian Bumian's thinking is very straightforward and he doesn't hide his emotions too much.
He didn't like this priest whose mind was only concerned with indulgences and money.
If you don't like it and it doesn't taste good, then you can only kill it.
It took no effort for Jian Bumian to kill this humanoid NPC, whose head was full of worldly desires and had no fighting ability.
What's more, if the priest NPC sells indulgences, these things covered with flea eggs and rat feces will only become new sources of infection, further accelerating the growth of the number of infected people and the probability of players being wiped out.
Jian Bumian threw the priest's body at the door and walked into the cloakroom.
The church collected a large amount of money, and except for the money that went into personal pockets, the rest was used to build churches.
Including the storage room inside the church.
The wardrobe stores a wide variety of expensive clothing, with styles from all over the world and exquisite and gorgeous fabrics.
But Jian Bumian looked for a long time and couldn't find any that suited his body shape. Most of them were too loose and the trouser legs were dragging on the ground.
The people in the church are well fed and well dressed, and are usually as fat as pigs, so their clothes are naturally loose and big.
Some of the only clothes that suit him are women's clothes.
It is impossible to wear women's clothes while wearing women's clothes.
In the end, the only thing that was suitable for Jane to wear was a robe.
The robe was placed in the center of the storage room, supported by a hanger made of gold and silver. The smooth and expensive fabric was surrounded by the sunlight, reflecting sparkling golden light.
It looks very warm at first glance.
Jane Busian had been wearing wet clothes and felt very uncomfortable.
His nose felt sore and he couldn't help sneezing, and the tip of his nose turned red.
If you continue like this, you will catch a cold sooner or later.
Jian Bumian didn't want to catch a cold. If he caught a cold, he wouldn't be able to taste the target NPC.
He didn't want to waste a target NPC.
Waste is shameful and everyone is responsible!
Jian Busian raised his hand and carefully took the robe off the shelf.
He had obtained the approval of the church priest.
And he would wash the robe and return it after the original clothes were dried.
Jian Busian took off his wet coarse cloth clothes, hung them by the window to dry, and then prepared to put on his robe.
Just as the fabric touched his skin, a system voice suddenly rang in his mind.
[Congratulations to player Jian Bumian! Discovered the item "The Virgin's Robe"! ]
[Name: A pure and sacred robe, with gold and white as the overall color combination.]
[This item is a wearable item. It cannot be removed until the item has been used up.]
Before Jian Bushian could react, the clothes appeared on his body like a buff before he even put them on.
He finally felt the long-lost warmth, his robe, soaked by the sun, exuding a sweet scent of sunshine, which was covering his body warmly.
The body that was soaked in the wet cloth and turned cold finally slowly warmed up.
But not long after, Jian Busian frowned, he felt his thighs were still very cold.
He looked down and found that the lower part of the robe was split like a cheongsam...
As soon as he lifted his legs, the two pieces of fabric would slide down and the cool breeze would cover his skin.
It's not just the lower part, because this robe is in imitation of ancient Roman style, the entire fabric is very scarce.
The only thing that made him feel a little tighter was the strap around his waist.
The gold and white silk belt outlines the boy's thin and soft waist.
Falling on Jian Bumian's chest was a small and delicate cross necklace, which contrasted perfectly with his snow-white skin.
The white ankles were tied with golden foot rings.
Jian Bumian: "..."
This dress can no longer be taken off.
But it's better than wearing wet sackcloth.
Jian Busian comforted himself with various reasons such as "I am not the focus of the crowd" and "No one will notice him".
As soon as he took the first step, he gave up the idea.
There was a small bell hanging on the golden anklet. Every time he took a step, a clear tinkling sound would be heard, which would constantly remind people around him that something was tied around the boy's ankle.
If Jian Bumian was targeted by a ghost with ill intentions, he would not be able to escape at all. No matter where he fled, the tinkling sound would remind him of his escape route.
[It would be nice if this anklet also had a gold chain, then my wife would become a little canary in captivity!!]
[Mianmian's feet are so white and beautiful, like a ceramic handicraft, I want to collect them. ]
[Ding-ling-ling-ling-ling~~ Your sleeping baby is here! 】
Jian Bumian: "..."
He pretended not to hear the noise made by the anklet, left the locker room, and went down the spiral staircase back to the church hall.
He did not forget to take away the priest's indulgence to prevent it from being taken away by someone with ulterior motives.
In the moment he left, the suspension counter had jumped to a terrifying number.
【24h new infections: 450】
【451……】
【452……】
Fifty more people are needed to meet the condition for all players to be wiped out.
Some veteran players are looking for usable items in their backpacks, hoping to get something back at the last minute.
Several players who own live broadcast rooms begged the audience to give them rewards.
Unfortunately, the copy did not leave them with the final peace.
There was a sudden heavy knock on the church door, which had been silent till then.
The knocks on the door became more frequent and louder.
There is more than one person knocking on the door, there are many people knocking on the door...
One of the players immediately opened the church's glass window and looked out.
When he saw the scene outside the church, his face turned pale instantly!
...The church gate was filled with densely packed NPC residents. At first glance, it was a sea of black people!
All the NPC residents in the city crowded in front of the church gate!
Isn’t it even more horrifying that a significant portion of these residents have been infected with the Black Death and have turned into rats.
They look like humans and mice, with gray skin, abnormal pointed heads and monkey-like cheeks like mice, and only four black holes on their faces.
They were on all fours, with their waists strangely arched, and their bodies twisted and weird. But their body shapes did not change, and they were still the same as humans, which made them look like giant rats.
But these poor residents did not realize that they had been infected with the Black Death. They were still crowded in the crowd, knocking frantically on the church door with their heads, trying to get in.
If they are just ordinary dungeon monsters, there is no harm in letting them in. At most they will just fight with the players.
But they were infected with the Black Death, and if they came in, the entire church would become a breeding ground for the plague.
All players will not be able to escape.
What's more, there is a task issued by a counter in the church behind. If players don't come up with a way to control the spread of the plague, all will be wiped out.
These residents gathered in one place, and many healthy residents who were not infected turned into rats one after another.
The number of infections is growing faster and faster.
While these residents were frantically knocking on the church door, they were also muttering the same thing in unison.
"Indulgence."
"I want an indulgence."
"Give me an indulgence."
“…”
These residents were unaware of the existence of viruses and plagues, and believed that the illnesses they suffered were punishment from God for their past sins.
This point in time is when the church sells indulgences.
In the subconscious of the residents, the priest would bring out the few indulgences and let them auction them.
But they had no idea that the priest had been killed by Jane Busian, so they could only knock on the door aimlessly, trying to break into the church.
The church door was about to be pushed open.
The counter was about to reach five hundred infected people.
The players were in an uproar. Some were shouting at the top of their lungs, "Who has an indulgence?! Hurry up and look inside the church to see if there is an indulgence!"
The next moment, a clear and gentle voice sounded.
"I have the indulgence."
Everyone looked over.
The young man stood on the spiral staircase, half of his body leaning against the stair railing, and one hand casually supporting his pretty face.
He noticed that all the players were looking up at him, so he narrowed his eyes and gave a polite, sweet smile in return.
The pure white robe he wore was dyed a golden color by the sunlight, which was in stark contrast to the coarse linen clothes worn by the other players.
He looked like a god-like NPC who had accidentally fallen into the human world, mischievously lying on the railing, watching the panicked and embarrassed group of players.
The next moment, Jian Bumian stepped onto a railing near the wall and jumped onto the windowsill. He kicked open the stained glass, a crisp bell rang, and he also jumped out of the church -
The boy's robe fluttered, and his clean and neat figure, mixed with the strong sunlight, looked like a beautiful platinum-colored little bird.
After a long while, a player was stunned and said, "What does this player want to do...?!"
******
Jian Bumian did not jump directly into the crowd.
The window he chose to jump from happened to be a high platform in the church.
The platform is filled with flowers and cannons, and is where church personnel conduct religious ceremonies.
When the residents saw Jane Bumian appear, they crowded through the church gate to the bottom of the platform and looked up at Jane Bumian.
The beauty in front of them was wearing a holy robe and standing against the sunlight. Her figure was surrounded by a layer of dazzling light. She lowered her brows and looked at the people below indifferently.
Even though his expression showed no emotion, because he was very handsome, his face naturally revealed gentleness and weakness, which made him like a little god who had mercy on the world in the eyes of the residents.
The NPC residents noticed the bag of indulgences in Jian Bumian's hand.
A crazy light instantly burst out in their eyes, and they raised their hands high, asking Jian Bumian for indulgence!
In order to buy indulgences, each of them brought a large amount of gold coins and filled a big bag with them. They hung the gold coins on their wrists and held them up to show Jane Busian, fearing that the other party would not give them indulgences.
The residents are not very rich, some are even very poor, and all this money is earned by almost selling their lives.
For that thin piece of indulgence, he was willing to sell his house, children and even everything he had.
Jian Busian noticed the gazes of these NPCs, looked down at the cloth bag in his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Oh... do you want this?"
The counters in the church turned a deep blood red.
【474】
【……480】
【……484】
Jian Bumian did not take any action on the indulgences. He lowered his head and stared at the bag containing the dirty indulgences thoughtfully.
Slowly, he lifted the bag, and just when the audience and the residents thought he was going to sell indulgences like a priest—
The indulgence bag was thrown high up by Jane Bumian and fell in a perfect arc in the air.
Gulp!
…He threw the bag into the river not far away.
The rushing water instantly swallowed up the small bag.
…
The residents fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
Some players who had leaned their heads out and were nervously watching Jian Bumian were stunned in an instant.
Jian Busian brushed the palm of his hand that had touched the indulgence bag, and his handsome brows furrowed, looking a little disgusted with the dirtiness.
——Of course he would not sell such a dirty and hypocritical thing as indulgences.
Why would he do such a thing?
He is not the pure Son of God, nor is he a member of the church.
He was just an ordinary novice player wearing a sacred robe, and his purpose of coming to the dungeon was just to hunt for delicious food, nothing more.
The residents below the platform were very angry about why this church member threw away the indulgence, but because the church had authority above everyone else, they could only speak out but not get angry.
They saw the handsome boy on the stage throwing away the indulgence, and he gave them a playful smile, and a light voice fell like a feather:
"Today, I won't sell indulgences."
He is dressed in the holy robes of the Virgin Mary, and his face is as gentle and flawless as an angel, but in reality he is like a little succubus in ancient mythology, beautiful and dangerous, and one can never figure out what he wants to play.
[24h infection number: ...494]
"Our God is kind and merciful."
"You don't have to spend a penny to get the redemption you want."
“…”
When the residents heard the words "it doesn't cost a penny", their angry expressions instantly changed and they looked up at Jane Busian excitedly.
Jian Busian blinked and raised the corners of her lips. Her pink lips looked like a thorny rose:
"It's just that God requires you to pay a small price."
The residents were stunned.
sure……
They are willing to do anything to atone their sins, to get rid of their illnesses and sins, and to go to heaven after death.
They heard the beautiful young man on the podium, who looked like a succubus, say the price that the so-called God demanded.
...Stay at home and don't run around.
???
Jian Busian never forgot to take out the so-called "god" for a walk.
He boasted with great emotion:
"God is trustworthy, but he doesn't like children who run around. As long as you stay at home, God will bless you and forgive all your sins."
"After all, he is a great and noble God."
Jian Bumian was just talking, he didn't believe in God at all and didn't even know if there were any gods in this copy.
Anyway, the churches here are all making up stories about "God", even saying that God hands out dirty indulgences, so he can just follow their lead and make up stories.
The most important way to control the infection rate now, in addition to bathing, isolation, etc., is not to run around, which is also the easiest way for the resident NPCs to do.
Just have legs.
Especially the NPC infected with the Black Death, who still has four legs.
...The residents were stunned, but they truly believed what Jane Bumian said.
You don't have to spend a penny, just stay at home and you can be saved.
Their dark figures gradually became invisible and finally disappeared into the air.
at the same time.
The players in the church saw the floating counter and the numbers stopped ticking...
【24h infection number: 498】
It stopped at a number that was just a hair’s breadth away.
[The first day's mission has been completed. Player Jian Bumian successfully made the resident NPC obedient and controlled the infection rate. ]
[The main line will be distributed in eight hours, please check it and wish you a good night. ]
The players suddenly burst into cheers!
Including the viewers of Jian Bumian’s live broadcast room.
【Wuhu!! Mianmian is awesome!! Mianmian wins back a game!!】
[It turns out my wife is not an angel, but a seductive little succubus with evil intentions! ]
[Wow, I also want to stand under the high platform and have my wife look down on me! ]
[Oh my god, Mian Mian's behavior reminds me of Martin Luther. You all know him, right? ]
[Of course I know. Wasn't he the first person in history to destroy a stall? Haha. While others were selling indulgences, he was standing next to them, claiming that one could be saved by reading the Bible, and in the end, he actually succeeded.]
[This instance hints that the background references medieval Europe. Could it be that the clues to clearing the instance are hidden in history?]
***
Jane couldn't sleep and climbed back through the window to the spiral staircase in the church.
The players were naturally very grateful to Jian Bushian, especially the new players, who couldn't wait to hug his thighs.
But Jian Bumian is also a new player...
He was not used to exposing himself to so much attention, so he went up the spiral staircase again, ready to return to the bedroom.
There are several flights of stairs in the spiral staircase that allow people to see the church statues up close.
Since the players were busy trying to survive, they had no time to pay attention to the furnishings in the church, including this statue.
Not to mention Jane's sleeplessness, he rarely even went to the church hall and always stayed in his bedroom or bath.
Jian Busian was standing on the stairs very close to the statue. He couldn't help but stop and look at the statue.
The statue is very handsome, with short hair, thin lips, a high nose bridge, firm facial features, and the part of the body that is not covered by cloth reveals strong muscle curves, like a sleeping lazy lion, conveying a deep deterrent effect.
It is different from the guest in the previous copy. The other guest reminds people of an elegant vampire holding a black umbrella on a rainy night, while this statue, like a brave warrior in ancient Roman mythology, perfectly interprets the charm of masculine power.
Jian Bumian is not obsessed with looks, but he doesn't have any feelings for good-looking things.
It might be because he was used to being an NPC in dungeons and had seen many strange monsters, so he couldn't appreciate the appearance of humans. Although he lost his memory after his resurrection, the habits he had left behind were deeply rooted in his bones.
Even so, he couldn't help but look at the statue for a long time.
...If there really is a god in this copy.
I wonder how God would react if he heard his hypocritical boasting in front of all the residents.
God won't blame him, right?
—After all, this is a merciful and kind God. Oh, and God doesn’t like bad kids running around.
Jian Busian raised his hand and wanted to touch the statue, but his pink fingertips could only touch the other person's Adam's apple.
His stature formed a sharp contrast with the overly tall statue, and his eyes were clear and bright as he stared at the statue's sturdy body.
He was like a weak animal cub that had strayed into a den of wild beasts, and was touching the other's sensitive parts without knowing the consequences. He was simple and naive.
When Jian Busian touched the other person's Adam's apple, he frowned. He felt that the touch was not right.
It doesn't look like a cold statue, nor does it look like a living person.
It's kind of like a "thing" between a statue and a person.
It may be slowly changing from a statue to a person.
Jian Bumian: "..."
He retracted his hand and rubbed it on his clothes with a bit of disgust.
[Fuck, Mianmian is too bold, don’t touch other people’s Adam’s apple casually! ! ]
[One of the laws of the infinite world is that if you encounter a humanoid statue, it will definitely move and come back to life.]
[This statue is so handsome, it suits my Mian Mian very well, but it’s a pity that it’s made of stone. I don’t want Mian Mian to use a cold, hard object.]
Jian Busian had long been accustomed to the existence of barrages, and gradually, he could not understand most of them.
It was this last comment that he didn’t quite understand…
Jian Bumian was too lazy to pay attention to him. He went straight into the bedroom, washed up quickly, and fell into a deep sleep.
A dreamless night.
The next day, Jane Busian was woken up by the whispering discussions of the players.
He suspected that these players did not go back to bed to sleep at night, but continued to discuss the dungeon plot in the lobby, which made the NPCs feel ashamed.
Jian Bumian left the bedroom and walked down the spiral staircase. Standing on a high place, he could not only see the players who were depressed and dying, but also clearly see the big blood-red words on the dome.
Just now, the main mission of the copy was announced.
[Congratulations to all players for passing the first round of screening on the first day. The main quest is now announced:]
[——The concept of "God" occupies an important position in the real history of the Middle Ages and has a significant interaction with the Black Death. ]
[Each player needs to find and identify a "god" once in the church before midnight every day for the next three days (Note: it must be a "god" who can eliminate the Black Death.]
[Wrong identification will not be erased (Note: Wrong identification will identify an unknown creature, and its attack will result in death). ]
[If the reasons for the accusation are unreasonable, they will be eliminated. ]
【If you fail to identify before midnight every day, you will be killed.】
[If the players fail to identify a god before midnight on the third day, they will all be killed.]
[Even if the correct god is identified, if the correct sacrificial ceremony is not performed, all will be wiped out.]
When the players looked around, all they saw was dense annihilation.
“Shit…” A player couldn’t help but open his eyes wide in horror: “What’s going on in this instance? I’ve been through three instances, and I’ve never seen so many death triggers! I don’t even recognize the word ‘annihilate’ anymore!”
"What kind of god can eliminate the Black Death? It's beyond my knowledge!"
"Oh my god, I'm most afraid of being wiped out. If there's a traitor among us, then we're all doomed!"
Not only were the players discussing the matter, but even the audience in Jian Bumian's live broadcast room were also excited.
Simply put, this copy requires players to find the "god" who can eliminate the Black Death in the church.
Every player must identify what he finds every day and determine whether it is a god.
If the reason for the accusation is unreasonable, it will be obliterated regardless of whether the thing being accused is a god or not.
If you make a wrong identification, you won't be killed immediately, but you may be attacked and killed by the monster you identified.
If by the end of the third day, no player can find the correct god, all will be killed.
Even if the correct god is found, without performing the sacrificial ritual that can eliminate the Black Death, everyone will be wiped out.
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The copy shows that the main task has been completed.
Finally, at the end of the main quest, a new line of words appeared.
[All tasks in this instance are people-oriented.]
The word was actually a bright green color, like tender buds after the rain, and seemed to have vigorous vitality.
It looks very abrupt in the blood-red main quest.
However, the players were so immersed in the fear of being wiped out that they had no time to care about why it was an abrupt green color.
Jian Busian was not frightened by all these eliminations, and even got used to it from the bottom of his heart.
He would only think about whether this main mission would hinder him from eating the evil spirit.
In this copy, he must eat the evil spirit, absolutely, absolutely, he can't delay any longer.
If you delay any longer, the child will starve to death.
Jane Bumian stood quietly aside, and suddenly, he and the players heard someone knocking on the church door.
The players had learned their lesson yesterday, and their first reaction was that this would definitely not be a good thing.
Jian Bumian had already asked the residents yesterday
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