Ghost Island
After hanging out with An Rou for so long, Paopao is probably the most ghoul-friendly player.
This does not mean that he is a saint.
From discovering the trader's identity, to the outbreak of the ghoul tide, and finally the fall of the island, this SSS-level ghoul almost killed him three times, as well as the boss.
After drinking the life potion, Paopao's health points recovered a lot, but his back and internal organs still hurt badly.
Being hit by such a large thermal ship, it is conceivable that the bones and internal organs must have been injured.
An Rou waved him back, patted his shoulder, and said soothingly, "No fight, no friendship."
The eyes say: We need it.
Paopao temporarily suppressed the hatred with the trader.
An Rou also wanted Paopao to kill the trader. With Baofu by her side, there was no need to worry about the trader's sudden transformation. Paopao would definitely increase his level significantly by absorbing the experience gained from the SSS-level ghoul.
But considering the hidden Jiexin and Mo Remover, I had to give up.
"Boss, how do you plan to cooperate with it?" Paopao finally asked the question he hadn't had time to ask before, "Is it related to Jie Xin?"
An Rou nodded. "Jie Xin knew the joint team would come after us. He also knew that if Sventovite and Kairi teamed up, Bao Bao would be no match for them, so he brought him in to help us."
Paopao's focus was a bit off: "Jie Xin? Boss, are you sure it's Jie Xin and not Chu Mo? Zhan Xingce only has gold, can he find a top-level ghoul?"
An Rou cast a speechless look.
Jie Xin is regarded as a half-rival in love by Paopao, so it is understandable that he subconsciously suppresses and slanders his rival.
She didn't explain. Jie Xin and Chu Mo had been on the same side when it came to causing trouble for the farm, so Paopao wasn't wrong to say Chu Mo was on her side.
Paopao's thoughts were seen through, and he scratched his head embarrassedly, and his mind started to race.
"I don't quite understand. First, the trader was already on this black market island. There are eight black market islands in total. We came here by chance, right? How could Jie Xin have sent him here?
"Secondly, this ghoul has tried to kill us both time and again. He's more of an enemy than an accomplice."
An Rou: "Let's talk about the first question first. Who brought us to Black Market Island No. 7?"
"Si Ji...was he the person arranged by Jie Xin?!"
It doesn't seem like an arrangement, but more like parasitism. An Rou thought to herself and nodded.
Paopao turned around suddenly and looked at the dark pool water.
The thermal boat driven by Siji exploded in the pond.
An Rou said, "He's not dead. He's in the trading company. I sent Zhang Da to control him."
Paopao snorted angrily: "Severe torture!"
An Rou couldn't help laughing and made up an excuse to cover it up. "I didn't get anything out of you. I guess you're being used without even realizing it. As for your second question, just like Si Ji, the trader is also clueless. You could say you're being used without even realizing it."
Ghouls are naturally against humans and it is normal for them to attack them.
However, Paopao still didn't understand: "It's SSS-level, and Brother Baofu wasn't here at the beginning. Isn't that guy Chumo afraid that he'll kill us?"
"It's SSS-level, but it's only a fresh SSS-level. Its strength is far inferior to Baobao."
"Just promoted? How did the boss know?"
An Rou sorted it out and gave a list of reasons.
"First, his willpower wasn't strong enough. He was almost completely controlled by me. He was even worse than Meng Ziyu.
"Second, he is not proficient in the use of ghost magic. He has three ghost magics in total, "Golden Temptation", "Controlling Objects" and "Strange Life". The last one may not have been used, so I don't know what it is used for.
"If you are skilled, I can use the Golden Temptation to force you to lose your fighting power, and then use the Control Object to kill us. It will be easy.
"It's obvious that it has little experience in using ghost magic to defend against enemies. Further speculation suggests that the awakening of these three ghost magics won't be too early, and it's likely to happen within the next two days."
Paopao looked at the light screen in front of him that could identify ghouls, and his mouth gradually opened wider.
The boss has no combat skills, but his brain is much more useful than his high-level gold player.
"Following the second point, we can infer the third point: the time and conditions for it to be upgraded to SSS level.
"Siji said that the increase in the official buyback price on Trading Island No. 7 was a recent development, so it attracted a large number of players. To have come up with such an idea, this ghoul must have been at least A-level at the time. It disguised itself as a trader and devoured players' souls unexpectedly during the transaction process. It was incredibly convenient."
"Think about it, how many players are on the island tonight? How many have been there over the past few days? At least tens of thousands. But how many ghouls has it split into?"
Paopao followed his train of thought: "Not counting itself, 453... Boss, are you saying that it ate SSS-level food on the island?"
An Rou: "That's right. With Bao Fu's current strength, he doesn't need to replenish energy to differentiate hundreds of ghouls, but the trader can't. It's a newly upgraded SSS ghoul, and it has to keep eating while it differentiates, which further slows down the differentiation speed."
Paopao usually reveals an admiring look.
Does this mean that becoming an NPC will give you an IQ comparable to that of AI?
I feel inexplicably moved.
"Actually, there's one more thing," An Rou's gaze fell on the column, "Ghoul Boss has territorial restrictions. Once it leaves the mission site, it will be recycled by the system."
Of course, this alone is not enough to prove the truth, because not all high-level ghouls are confined in one place.
According to forum posts and analysis data found by Paopao, in order for a ghoul to hold the title of "BOSS", it needs to meet two conditions: S-level or above; and it needs to have caused a ghoul wave.
After these two points are met, the place where the ghoul tide is located becomes the territory of the imprisoned BOSS.
If the ghoul tide is eliminated by the player, the boss will die regardless of whether he leaves or stays.
If you want to survive, you can only let the ghoul tide continue. If you want to leave or expand your territory, you can only let the ghoul tide spread outward.
To understand it from another perspective, once the ghoul tide is formed, the boss will awaken a hidden program and have a deep understanding as deep as genes: if you leave your territory, you will die.
If we pin the blame for the ghoul tide on Black Market Island No. 7 on Jie Xin, we will come to another detail: the Ghost King does screen which ghouls serve as traders.
It can't be a ghoul who just wants to fill his stomach. There are too many ghouls who run away after eating a soul, and Meng Ziyou is a typical example.
It's best if it's a ghoul that, in addition to its instincts, also has a deep hatred for humans and wishes to destroy all of humanity.
Only in this way can one be patient and disguise himself, make arrangements until everything is ready, and then suddenly explode, destroying the entire Ghost Island with overwhelming force.
The trader in front of us is doing exactly that.
Its hatred towards humans is exactly the bargaining chip that An Rou will use in the next negotiation.
After listening to this, Paopao raised a rare question: "Boss, it seems that the territorial restrictions aren't 100% accurate. Didn't you say that the Bloodwing Ghoul in the T21 mission was teleported to another place and then killed, not recovered by the system?"
An Rou asked back, "What does the system look like? Have you ever seen it?"
It is very likely that the handsome and well-mannered Jie Xin is the system.
Paopao was speechless and scratched his head: "That's right."
He suddenly became excited: "Boss, you've seen the system! Maybe you're the first one in the whole server!"
An Rou blinked and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
——Well, you are the second one in the whole server.
Oh, including Ink Removal, that makes him the third in the entire server.
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As always, the farm is high in the sky.
Standing far above the light shield, the light shield's anti-peeping properties and the camouflage of sudden wealth and night travel were unable to block Jie Xin's eyes and ears.
His white robe faded, his figure drifting and blending perfectly into the night. He glanced to the side and said self-deprecatingly, "She's calculated every step. What should I do?"
Chu Mo said coldly: "She is you, and you are her."
Whatever you want, she naturally wants.
Xie Xin smiled silently, then suddenly put on a sad face: "So, aren't you also me? You want to kill her, but you also want to kill me? Alas, I have been handing you the knife all along."
Chu Mo was too lazy to watch his show, so he stepped on the Youqi sword and plunged straight into the sky.
Xie Xin raised his head, his smile faded, and a hint of melancholy appeared in his eyes.
I don't know whether he was looking at the ink remover or the sky.
"Trinity," he said quietly, "Since we share the same roots, why are we so eager to fight each other?"
Under Jie Xin's feet, in the only void that he could not see or hear, the light spots of his soul gathered into a snow-white figure.
Just like Jie Xin, the figure made an upward-looking gesture.
Countless soul light points flickered slowly, emitting the same repetitive sounds.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah?"
…
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"Disguising a farm as a black market island?!"
"Yes, they helped us recruit some helpers, and we took this opportunity to eat up the joint team."
Paopao was stunned.
With his brain, he couldn't imagine such an outrageous and bold idea.
As expected of the boss...
An Rou: "Have you noticed that the Black Market Island is only slightly larger than the farm? This pillar is the center point supporting the entire island. The center of our farm is the pond, and the two center points just overlap.
"With the pillars there, a light shield will envelop the entire farm. Players will be predisposed to believe Black Market Island is still Black Market Island. We just need to change the layout of the buildings and decorate it a bit, and it will be even harder to recognize once it gets dark."
"But it costs a lot of money..." Paopao said, "That insulating rubber mat basically took up all our money."
"Simple." An Rou lowered her head and called out, "Bao Bao."
Baofu carried the two people to the edge of the pond, and then returned to the pond. It opened its big mouth and spat out a pile of construction waste, almost creating a garbage island in the pond.
Paopao was stunned as he saw Baofu swimming to the shore of the pond, and then with a few splashes, he spit out a golden mountain, a colorful mountain of props, and a black mountain of corpses that emitted a burnt smell.
The gold mountain was the smallest, the prop mountain the next, and the corpse mountain the highest, surpassing the five-meter-high gate of the villa. These three small mountains filled the square in front of the villa.
This is the harvest after more than 400 ghouls and thousands of players fell into the sea.
An Rou thought that the reason why there were so many props was probably that most of them came from the official trading area counter.
The ghoul employees appeared silently, pulled the corpses from the pile of corpses, and carried them to the sauerkraut building.
They didn't even glance at their poor fellows on the pond column.
"I only swallowed one big mouthful when Baobao came down. Otherwise, I would have gotten much more than that." An Rou said with a smile, and stepped forward to touch Baofu's forehead. "The bottom of the sea on Ghost Island is really a treasure trove."
I heard that the Ghost Island camp has a team specializing in salvage, and I guess they are all very rich.
Paopao didn't hear Anrou's voice-over and stared straight at Jinshan.
He was a man who had seen a lot, and even a mountain of gold could be seen through his experience. He frowned and said, "Boss, this money is probably less than 10 million. Rebuilding the farm... may not be enough."
"Aren't there still so many props?"
"The props aren't gold coins, they can't be used to reshape..."
If you are running, stop.
He saw An Rou walk to the edge of the prop mountain and struggle to lift a heavy flat board.
“…Trading platform?!”
He was stupid.
An Rou put the tablet on the ground and picked up a prop at random and threw it on it.
"Hmm, the red weapon, the buy-back price is only 5,000 gold... The officials are really mean."
An Rou complained with a smile, pressing her hand on the tablet, stunned, "Why don't you pay? Is it because I'm not a player? - Run, come here."
Paopao walked over with numb hands and feet and pressed his hands.
The red weapon disappears and 5,000 gold is credited to your account.
"Fuck..." He quickly became excited, "It really works!"
Paopao became more and more playful and grabbed another prop to put on it, but the tablet did not light up.
"What's going on? How do I display the item's attributes?"
He picked up the tablet and looked at it over and over again. "Boss, is it broken?"
An Rou's attention shifted to the pond.
On the column, the trader stood up silently. His arms and legs had grown back, but his hands and feet were still intact.
"Quietly, what? Are you planning a sneak attack?" An Rou sneered, "Burst."
The bone knife was like a sickle from hell. It flashed past, and the trader's newly grown limbs were broken off at the roots again. He fell to the ground with a scream.
When Paopao saw it, he gasped.
As a top-level ghoul, it's too miserable for him to fall to this point.
"What? Just now you were so eager to tear its tendons and skin it, but now you can't bear it anymore? Are you going to wait until it grows back its hands and strangle you to death with its ghost magic?"
The trader's trick of "controlling objects" requires the coordination of both hands.
Paopao shook his head repeatedly: "No, no... Boss, this seems to be broken..."
An Rou pressed her hand on the tablet, and it lit up again, showing the properties of the item.
Paopao's eyes widened: "This is weird..."
"It's not weird, it probably limits the user."
An Rou said, "Only NPCs can activate this official item, and only players can collect money from it. To complete a transaction, we need the cooperation of both of us."
The two tried it a few more times and it turned out to be true.
An Rou was quite emotional. She had handled a lot of props, but this was the first time she found a prop that required NPC identity to use.
The fact that the ghoul disguised as a trader can be used just confirms that the ghoul is also an NPC.
"Try selling some more." She said to Paopao.
According to An Rou's earlier guess, this trading tablet may have its own storage space and gold coin account.
The fear is that the space is limited, and trading will be restricted once it is full of props, or the account balance is limited, and trading will not be possible once it is emptied.
However, she and Paopao sold hundreds of items in a row, and the transactions went smoothly.
Paopao's eyes lit up: "Could it be an unlimited balance?"
There was no response from An Rou.
He looked up and saw that his boss was distracted. He stretched out his hand and waved: "Boss?"
An Rou came back to her senses, with a look of regret on her face: "If I had known that the official store had such treasures, I should have pawned it in Zhongsu."
"...Uh, boss, we went to the pawn shop, and there was no tablet on the counter."
"Oh, it seems so."
The pawnshop owner would quote a price for any prop after just one look. There was no such thing as a flat panel.
Ghost Island has advanced technology, and the transaction process seems to be much fairer.
When the mountain of props shrank a bit, Paopao's account balance finally reached 20 million gold, which was probably enough for the reconstruction. Then the two of them stopped.
The employees had just finished moving the bodies and started moving the props.
The trading tablet could not be stored in the player's item column, so An Rou could only ask the employees to handle it with care and send it to the warehouse together with the items.
She finally put the Kingsoft account into her own balance and transferred some money to Paopao.
"You have a pretty sharp eye, kid. The gold coins are almost 9 million, plus the items you sold, a total of 29 million. We agreed before that the dividends would be increased to 10%, giving you 2.9 million. The remaining items will be placed with the existing ones in the warehouse. When needed, I'll sell them and give you a commission."
Paopao didn't know what to say and felt complicated.
By now, the original intention of making money has been forgotten. Many things are more important than money.
Otherwise, he would not have contributed 4 million gold from his own pocket to repair the buildings in the trial town.
It's only been a few days and I've already made back more than half of my investment.
Paopao knew that with his boss's unwavering personality, he couldn't refuse. He could only accept it and contribute it when needed.
After finishing one thing, An Rou finally turned her attention back to the trader.
This poor SSS-level ghoul had his limbs cut off countless times during this period.
"By the way, I see there are quite a few potions among the props. We happen to be short of them. Go pick them out and use them as a backup."
After sending Paopao away, An Rou stood on Bao Fu's forehead and returned to the column.
The trader's miserable face was pressed against the metal column, and the fierceness in his eyes was much weaker than before.
An Rou squatted down, held her chin up to look at it, and smiled, "I know that you ghouls have very sharp ears. You may not have heard some of what we said just now, but with your brain, you should have understood it roughly, right?
"You've seen it too. With my methods, I don't even need to consider whether you agree or not. The reason I'm trying so hard to persuade you to cooperate is because I'm thinking about your best interests. Now, let me make a final summary for you—"
An Rou slowed down her speech: "If you agree to cooperate, it's good for both of us. If you don't agree, I'll saw this pillar right now. You should know how fast Bao Bao's bone knife is."
The trader's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened.
Ever since the island collapsed, a voice deep in its consciousness has been reminding it: If it leaves this pillar, it will die.
puff--
Like many of its kind it had seen, it turned into a pool of water and disappeared completely.
-
After rescuing the joint team from the Nightmare Forest, Shi Xizheng returned to the line and was busy all day.
The trial area was leaked, no matter what the reason, he, as the president, could not escape the blame.
Fortunately, the matter concerned Shenqi, and the higher-ups valued his good cooperative relationship with Chumo. Although they spoke harshly on the surface, they actually let it go lightly.
As for the Gal Guild, they were completely subdued by a combination of carrot and stick tactics.
The Soul-Calling Song has its roots in China, Long Yan has overwhelming power in the game, and everyone on Gar's side is smart.
From this perspective, perhaps Witte's surrender was also tacitly approved by the other party.
Shi Xi was lost in thought when he returned to the office and accidentally saw the cleaned insulated lunch box on the table.
It was just after six in the afternoon and it was already dark outside the window.
All in all, he hasn't been home for more than half a week.
The secretary considerately picked up the lunch box and walked over: "President, the joint team hasn't responded yet, why don't you go home and rest first?"
Shi Xizheng took the lunch box and put it back.
The most urgent task is the Yong'an mission, so I have to finish commanding this operation first.
After going online, he continued to deal with a pile of backlogged work in the central city office, including membership applications, member assessments, and task information collected from the major camps recently... while waiting for the progress of the joint team.
Unexpectedly, I received a trembling report from a team member.
[Ju Shuang: President, they’ve chased us into Ghost Island…]
【Lv: Who?】
[Ju Shuang: We found the target. The target ran into Onigashima. Team Leader Witt, along with Chief Ripper and Zhencha, chased after him...]
The message was sent in the team channel. Shi Xizheng waited for a minute, but there was no reply from Witt and the other two.
He decisively logged off and called his secretary over: "Immediately send a virtual diplomatic visit request to Yatan and the Philippine Church!"
Onigashima was too far away, and he was too late to get there, so he could only access the island through holography to prevent the situation from escalating.
While waiting, Shi Xizheng did not return to the game, but logged into the forum in the game cabin.
There was indeed a stir on the forum.
[Sventorvit breaks into the ghost island at night, and the giant has arrived! ]
[Rank 11 surpasses Ranks 8 and 9. This wave of Lanhua Pao is so manly! ]
[Sister Hua mocked Kaichu for being a dwarf. Have you guys heard that rumor? Kaichu is short everywhere???]
…
The more he looked, the darker Shi Xizheng's face became.
With Huaguo and Longyan as their backers, trespassing on Ghost Island was no big deal. Even if Kaicai had a bad temper and started a fight on Ghost Island, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with him.
The tricky part is Yong'an Farm.
What is Yongan doing on Ghost Island?
The ghost island is small and crowded with players. With Yongan's cunning and the powerful strength of the SSS-level ghoul, it is very easy to muddy the waters.
If Yongan makes a fuss on Ghost Island, Atan and Philip will inevitably be involved. Wouldn't there be more people who know that this mission is related to divine revelation?
Could it be that they want to further expand the joint group to include the two major guilds of Ghost Island?
In this case, what's the point of operating in secret? It would be better to directly disclose the details of the Yongan mission and let those who are capable take on it.
Sventovit...is also disappointing.
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Ghost Island is not as lively as described in the forum.
At the Atan Guild, after the Khan who ranked 10th on the Destiny List arrived, Kairi had to hold his nose and give up trying to force his way in.
Witt also put away his skills, dispelled the giant illusion, and landed on the street.
The crowd dispersed and stayed not far away to continue eating melons.
After a while, Lanhua Pao and others arrived.
The eighth on the list is Kai Li, the ninth on the list is Witt, the tenth on the list is Khan, and the eleventh on the list is Orchid Cannon. What a coincidence that the four top players with consecutive rankings gathered together, creating an unprecedented grand occasion.
Anyone with even a passing familiarity with the Soul-Guiding Song knew that the Destiny Ranking was a ranking that represented a player's luck, not their actual strength. As long as the rankings weren't too far apart, no one would foolishly assume that the eleventh player couldn't beat the eighth.
Everyone was waiting to see the fun.
But tonight's excitement started off well but ended poorly, with the four of them boarding the thermal boat together.
The thermal ship flew to the central island, the Philippine headquarters. This was the request of the Orchid Cannon, and Khan, who arrived a step later, did not object.
Lanhua Pao flipped through the forum and saw a post describing himself as a "mighty man" and snorted.
"Who wants to be a man? Is this game short of men?"
He didn't know how many times he had flirted with Witte, "There's still a shortage of good men as tall and mighty as Weiwei."
Kaiche gritted his teeth secretly, thinking about finding an opportunity to snatch the pistol from Lanhua Pao's waist and pull out the diamonds on it one by one.
The process... must be very stress-relieving.
Orchid Cannon rolled his eyes.
"Little Ripper, make no mistake. It's Weiwei they want to keep. As for you, when we meet our president later, we'll have you thrown out. Stupid, this mission is up to you. Is that ok with you, big guy?"
The Khan remained silent.
However, Lanhua Pao's plan fell through as soon as he met his own president.
"Are you sure, President? They are ranked eighth and ninth on the list. Are you letting them move freely on Ghost Island?"
President Feili: "How about using your diamond pistol to shoot all the Chinese leaders to death?"
Lanhua Pao was speechless. After leaving the room, he turned his back to the president and muttered, "Soft-ass man."
After he left, a man came out of the president's office.
The man looked at the closed door and asked uncertainly, "President, are you sure you don't want to tell him about the mission on Black Market Island No. 7?"
"Why would you need him when you're here?"
President Feili sternly reprimanded, "Wuliza, don't forget that we are an alliance, and there is competition within the alliance!"
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