Chapter 25
Paopao was woken up by the alarm clock and still felt a little dizzy.
If you spend a long time in holographic games, nervous fatigue is inevitable.
While having breakfast downstairs, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs.
"Brother, you're at work so early?" Paopao looked up, a little surprised. "Did something happen to the guild?"
The gentle man came over and patted his head. "It's okay. Finish eating quickly. I'll give you a ride to school. You're almost late."
"oh……"
The car stopped at the school gate, and I ran and waved goodbye. I lingered outside the gate for two minutes, then saw the car drive away and jogged down a street.
Holographic Arena.
He rented a holographic cabin here on a monthly basis.
Before closing his eyes, he checked the time on the screen. It was 7:15. Brother Qin had agreed to be online at 7:00, and he was late.
Hastily click the "Start" button.
My consciousness entered darkness, followed by a flashing white dot, like the noise of an antique TV losing its signal. Then, the world suddenly became quiet.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm online late." Paopao spoke hurriedly before opening his eyes.
Then my neck felt cold.
He found he couldn't open his eyes. The light in his conscious world faded away, and when he finally opened his eyes, his sight fixed on a line of words.
The words on the holographic hatch screen read: [Waiting for resurrection, remaining time 11:59:52].
The seconds are counting down.
Paopao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and was almost blinded by the sensor.
"I'm dead? You must be mistaken..."
The start button didn't work, and he was indeed dead.
This was his first death, silent and without any feeling, nor the "phantom pain of death" that others often talked about.
It's no different from being offline actively.
Paopao opened his mouth and clicked on the few icons that could still be controlled. After a slight pause on "Forum", he clicked on the special props column next to it.
Inside, there was a resurrection card given to him by Qin Wudi, worth 5,000 gold.
It’s more expensive than renting the holographic cabin for three months.
Paopao debated for a while, but ultimately decided to use it. He didn't want to become a Lost One, dying without knowing where his body would end up. Besides, if Brother Qin and the others got into trouble, he could still rush over to help.
Consciousness shuttles again.
A feeling of suffocation came over me.
Paopao tried his best to resist the urge to gasp for breath, and opened his eyes immediately. Something was pouring towards him.
He subconsciously raised his arm to block.
A pile of soil, black, a little damp, and with an indescribable faint fishy smell.
earth?
Paopao jumped up, finally taking in his situation—black earth all around, a three-meter-deep pit. At the edge of the pit, two heads, one large and one small, looked down at him.
Paopao was so frightened that he forgot to breathe. He instantly shrank into the corner, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.
That gigantic head—SS-rank ghoul!
The task details that pop up on the light screen are written like this, and the difficulty rating is also SS!
What's going on? How could an SS-rank ghoul appear here? Where are Qin and the others? Are they all dead? No, could this be the ghoul from that high-level mission Qin mentioned? Why did they set off without waiting for him? Even if they did, why did they bring him along when he was offline?
Paopao's mind was in a mess and he didn't dare to look up again.
What's the point of looking? He is just a broken bronze warrior, and if he encounters a high-level ghoul, he will have nowhere to escape!
Got it!
Paopao suddenly had an idea - log off!
This isn't just a normal offline state; it's a death-related offline state. In this temporary death state, your body is soulless, so of course, it won't be eaten by ghouls! This is a survival method mentioned in many beginner's guides. While it's the most frustrating and dead-end method, it's still crucial to keep your game license!
He'd only been an adult for two months, and had been playing Soul Song for two months! In such a short time, he hadn't even experienced the joy of the game. He didn't want to be one of the billion historical players!
Historical players who lost their game qualifications for various reasons!
Paopao's mind flickered, and a red weapon appeared in his hand—the Hawkeye Slingshot. It was also a gift from Qin Wudi. Compared to many bronzes, possessing a red weapon was already a high starting point.
A slingshot needs a projectile, and the projectile is made of gold coins. He was about to take out a gold coin when he was stunned again.
The account balance is a capital "0".
Where are his 500-plus gold coins? !
No way, I can’t be that unlucky, right?
Paopao felt hopeless.
No one could take anyone else's items, including their coins. There was only one possible reason for the balance to be empty... that death just now, everything leaked out.
Above the deep pit, An Rou watched the players below rustling around for a while, and finally lost her patience.
"Aren't you going to commit suicide? Hurry up, it's just a game, it'll only hurt for a little bit."
"There are no bullets!" Paopao answered subconsciously, with a hint of tears in his voice.
An Rou blinked and focused her vision slightly before she could see the small light screen floating on his weapon.
There was a line of small print inside: [Each projectile consumes 1 gold coin.]
She couldn't control her surprised tone: "No way, you don't have any gold coins left? Are you really that poor?!"
If there were other reasons why he couldn't kill her, An Rou would still consider giving him a ride. But he had nothing in his pockets, so what was the point of dying again? She couldn't earn a penny!
As for the red weapon, An Rou wasn't too interested. After last night, she already had a dozen or so weapons, none of which could compare to the Seven Souls Sword.
The blue sword made by Shakuzenami is pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately it was swallowed up by the sudden wealth along with his soul.
A little regretful.
An Rou's thoughts drifted away for a moment, then she came back to them. Only then did she realize that Paopao at the bottom of the pit had turned around and was looking at her in shock.
His eyes were wide open, almost as if he had become rich overnight.
An Rou curled her lips, feeling helpless. Since that was the case, she could only squeeze out every last bit of his value, just like feeding him a little snack.
"Baobao, time for breakfast."
The rich man's huge head shook slightly, and his fist-sized eyeballs slid to the lower edge of his eye sockets.
One night later, An Rou noticed that it no longer barked. It used to respond with a low growl, but now, after expanding in size, it started shaking its head.
Especially those frightened eyes, An Rou could accurately understand what they meant.
For example, now...
An Rou raised her hand and slapped it on the forehead: "You were so hungry just a few days ago, and now you're complaining? Where can you find so many high-level players to feed you?!"
She stood on tiptoe, pointed at the nose of the rich man, and said: "I tell you, snacks can also be eaten as meals!"
"Sister, beautiful sister!"
The sudden sound of Paopao startled An Rou.
He finally recovered from his shock and digested the fact that the disheveled woman in front of him was the NPC on the farm last night, and was able to control ghouls, which was unheard of.
"Sister, please don't kill me. You can ask me to do anything, just don't kill me!"
“I really don’t want to go back and repeat the year!”
Begging for mercy and crying bitterly.
In his breakdown, he even revealed the fact that he had been at the top of the class since childhood but failed the college entrance examination for three consecutive years.
An Rou's expression was complicated.
She truly felt Paopao's resistance to repeating the exam.
But—skipping school to play games?
What a little bastard who doesn't know how to appreciate the blessings he has.
An Rou actually wanted to get rid of him completely.
Paopao finally noticed Anrou's abnormal silence and suddenly came to his senses. What good would it do to beg in such a desperate manner, other than being embarrassed?
My brother once said that the world in Soul-Guiding Song is the cruelest. Brother Qin also said that the players in the game only have one thing in their eyes - profit.
Benefit……
Paopao's mind raced as he blurted out, "You've killed so many Oli players, they'll be here soon! Even if you can command high-level ghouls, it's useless. With over a hundred thousand players in the Oli Guild, even a SS ghoul can't stop them!"
"I, I have a way to prevent you from being besieged!"
It just hit An Rou's sore spot.
An Rou smiled: "You are just a bronze wild guest, not a member of the Orion, what can you do?"
"I have a clue, a clue to a high-level mission!" Paopao said, "I can help you use the high-level mission to create chaos and divert the attention of the Orli Guild!"
"Diversion? You mean, I don't have to run?"
“…No need!” Paopao promised through gritted teeth.
An Rou was moved.
She worried all night and decided to run away at dawn. She was about to go back to Zhongsu Town to pick up An Younian when she suddenly remembered that one of the 12 players who came to the farm last night had logged off early!
With the mentality of cutting the grass at its roots, An Rou waited for a while in the corner where Paopao last disappeared. As luck would have it, Paopao came online and lifted the "invisibility" effect.
This kid is lucky. No one was accidentally hurt in such a chaotic scene yesterday.
If it was really as he said, using chaos to divert the attention of the Orli Guild, perhaps she wouldn't have to give up the farm, nor would she have to give up the relatively stable living environment within the high walls.
An Rou threw down a rope and climbed up using her hands and feet.
I was shocked again by the sudden wealth and the huge size that was beyond imagination.
This is an SS-rank ghoul...
Paopao swallowed his saliva and resigned himself to handing the Hawkeye slingshot to Anrou.
Anyway, in front of a high-level ghoul, it makes no difference to him whether he has weapons or not.
He didn't know that, in An Rou's eyes, the difference was huge. If Paopao had a weapon in his hand, how could her frail body, a mere NPC, withstand his casual blow?
Without weapons, An Rou can feel at ease.
The two of them sat down in the straw hut. Paopao noticed a pit next to them and couldn't help but take a closer look.
Could it be that besides himself, there were other people buried in Qin Ge's temporary team?
"Don't look at it anymore. The person is already dead. Poof—his soul has been scattered and he is completely offline."
An Rou's words made his heart tremble again.
In reality, An Rou was just bluffing him. Qin Wudi and his crew were all dead, that was a fact. But the pit had been dug earlier. After An Rou decided to flee, she had Bao Fu dig it out. To her surprise, there were no bodies inside, only a pile of gold coins and props.
I guess the chances of reviving with the sword have been used up, and he has finally been completely offline.
A waste of a soul.
"Tell me, what's the clue for the advanced mission? How do we do it specifically?"
After An Rou finished asking, she narrowed her eyes and threatened, "I heard everything you talked about last night. If you dare to tell even a single lie, I'll make you into a snack right away!"
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