Composition of forces
With Zhou Xun and three other people as his source of strength, Wan Feng had a smooth journey. It could be said that "if gods stand in his way, they will kill gods; if Buddha stands in his way, they will kill Buddhas." With dozens of people looking at him with admiration, respect and reverence, he felt like he was floating in the air.
"Look at how cocky he is." Zhou Ruo complained.
"Forget it, at least I'll hide the vest for now." Zhou Xun said, "There aren't many people here anyway, and the news can't get out, so let him be arrogant for a while."
"Okay." Zhou Ruo said, "But I'd better find a replacement first, so that he won't start worrying about the power increase issue after he's done showing off."
"Wanfeng." Zhou Ruo switched directly from the private channel, and her voice became gentle: "Let me tell you in advance, those attacks just now were so powerful because you received the magic power increase from the three of us at the same time."
"Oh, oh, oh!" Wan Feng said excitedly, "I was wondering why the power increased so much all of a sudden. So the magic power can also be passed on to others?"
"Of course." Zhou Ruo half explained and half deceived: "But this is our first attempt. We didn't control the power well just now. It shouldn't be so powerful later. If someone asks you the reason, remember to find a good excuse."
"No problem!" Wanfeng agreed without thinking: "Then is your magic power enough to support us until we leave this "game"? "
"It should be possible, but you should not use it too often. If you don't have enough magic power, it will be bad if so many people need our protection."
"I understand!" Wan Feng said immediately.
Zhou Ruo breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Wan Feng would be too proud of himself if he was praised by others, and that he would be unrivaled from the beginning to the end. Wan Feng's own magic power could never sustain him to fight for such a long time. Wan Feng himself knew the true power of the "Sword Controlling Technique". A slight comparison would show how much the power of the two differed. After calculating the number of attacks and the amount of magic consumed, there was no need for the three of them to hide their vests.
Fortunately, the people at Wanfeng are honest and I trust them enough, so I didn’t think too much about it and no problems have arisen for the time being.
At worst, I can wait until I leave here and immediately notify Lin Lang to ask her to come over and do a "mental suggestion" or "memory erasure". This will also allow her to investigate whether this so-called "Lord God" has left mental suggestions in the minds of the "players", causing them to be unable to say relevant content after leaving the "game".
Although he temporarily persuaded Wan Fengshao to take action, the train in front of him had become tattered after his passionate hacking. Not only had most of the "ghosts" been destroyed, but the train did not seem to be able to hold on for much longer.
The brothers An Ziwen and An Ziwu are still in a daze until now. When Zhou Xun came to them to ask for the method of passing the level, they had not yet recovered from the shock brought by Wanfeng.
"The announcement said that we can clear the game by finding the only 'living person'. Does this mean we can only clear the game in one way? If we destroy the train violently, can that also count as us leaving here and clearing the game?"
"Ah?" An Ziwu murmured, "I don't know."
"Others can't, but the guy named Wanfeng might be able to." An Ziwen still had some sense, and he managed to answer with some energy: "In the past, when we passed the level, we basically collected clues according to the prompts, tried to avoid the 'ghosts', and found the mission target to pass the level. I never thought it would be so...smooth now."
He paused, a little embarrassed: "But I think that even if we want to search for clues now, we shouldn't find anything."
The huge train had become dilapidated and its internal facilities had been basically destroyed. Only a few intact chairs were left, making it completely unsuitable for investigation.
Zhou Xun: “…”
That seemed to be true. He was used to brute-force tactics, so it was a little strange for him to suddenly have to find clues to pass the level.
But now that all the clues are gone, where else can they go to investigate? They can't just wait for the mission countdown to end, and then take advantage of the moment when the system "kills" all the players to kill the system and protect these players, right?
Doing this is no different from being exposed.
Zhou Xun touched his head and felt a slight headache.
Perhaps the game also realized this, and the broadcast sound that had been silent for a long time suddenly sounded at this moment.
"The train is about to arrive at its destination - Fengdu. Passengers, please prepare to get off."
Fengdu? Are they coming from Province S to City C?
Zhou Xun and the other two were stunned, but soon realized that this "game" was not what they thought it was, but just a "barrier" created by ordinary mutants.
"I doubt this is a barrier at all." Zhou Xun said: "I'm afraid it's dream magic."
"...Actually, I had some doubts, but I just couldn't believe it for a while." Zhou Ruo's voice was a little heavy, no longer as relaxed as before.
Dream magic is different from enchantment. The "enchantment" is a large cover with specific entry requirements. As long as these requirements are met, anyone can enter the enchantment. Even a junior magician can create an enchantment that can draw in a great magician, but for high-level masters, they can actively repel the enchantment the moment they perceive it, thus preventing themselves from entering.
But "Dream Magic" is different. Whether you choose to enter someone else's dream, change someone else's dream, or gather everyone's consciousness together, there is a prerequisite - the mental power needs to be higher than the other person.
The "dream magic" that Zhou Xun and his friends were involved in was more subtle. It used the method of "enchantment + dream magic" at the same time. The enchantment was placed in the open, and through the entrants' neglect or relaxation of the enchantment, it quietly dropped psychological hints as a medium to pull people into the dream, thus using this "stealing" method to quietly pull people into the "dream magic".
If the operation is done in this way, the mental strength required will certainly be lower. But being able to perform such a complex operation, even if the mental strength is low, the strength should not be underestimated.
At present, it seems that the only one who can do this is probably the evil spirit.
"Why are these guys so endless... How many of them have come to Earth?" Zhou Ruo sighed.
"If there is no other way, we can only force our way through here." Zhou Xun was also helpless: "If it is really an evil demon, I am afraid that everyone here is in danger of being parasitized by it. None of the three of us are good at mental protection, let alone checking for the existence of evil demons."
If this matter is related to the devil, then it is normal that the authorities have not noticed it until now. As for those players who died in the game, the devil could use dream magic to make their hearts stop beating in their sleep, or manipulate their minds to cause suicide or various "accidents".
Before magic appeared on Earth, accidents like this happened all the time, and the chances of them being detected in a short period of time were slim to none.
Just as Zhou Xun and the other two were speculating, the scenery outside the window suddenly changed. It was no longer a dark and narrow tunnel. A bizarre and strange world was exposed to everyone's sight - a dark night sky, a blood-red moon, a huge mountain towering into the clouds, white lanterns hanging on the trees, and a long passage extending out.
Something was falling from the sky, as beautiful as snowflakes.
Zhou Xun leaned out of the window and caught a piece: it was actually the ashes of burnt paper money.
Under everyone's dull gaze, the train creaked to a stop and opened its doors, signaling all passengers to get off.
"This..." An Ziwen and An Ziwu had never encountered such a scene before. Facing Zhou Xun's questioning gaze, they looked at each other with confusion: "We don't know what to do either."
"Anyway, let's get out first." Wan Feng was now in high spirits, so he naturally assumed the position of captain. Everyone was also very convinced of him. Even though they always felt that the outside of the train was too strange, they did not dare to violate the requirements of the mission and continued to stay in the train. They followed Wan Feng and left the train one after another.
Rong Yu, as always, took advantage of his low presence. Taking advantage of everyone's confusion and fear, and at Zhou Xun's suggestion, he quietly operated his magic power and merged with the shadows.
Except for Zhou Xun and the other two, no one noticed that the train they were on was quietly "melting", transforming from a physical train into pure magic power, in an attempt to inject it into "Fengdu" and become part of its power.
At the moment when everyone left the train, Rong Yu's magic suddenly activated, and a sickle transformed from a shadow appeared in his palm. While everyone's eyes were attracted by the spectacular scene before them, he swung it vigorously towards the fading train.
Rong Yu's attack was as silent as he was, but extremely deadly. The "mutant" bound to the train's energy had no chance to resist and was directly shattered by Rong Yu's terrifying magic power. The dream space in which it was located was even torn apart. The huge gap led to the deep darkness, and before Rong Yu tried to rush in, it healed at a faster speed.
"The speed of dream restoration is extremely fast." Rong Yu quickly reported to Zhou Xun and Zhou Ruo: "There is a constant infusion of new magic power, which should come from other mutants or evil demons."
At the same time, the shadows surrounding Rong Yu quickly disappeared, revealing his somewhat thin figure, who seemed extremely well-behaved as he followed at the end of the team.
"I wonder if it's because they noticed our presence that the "game" dreams that were originally spread all over China were directly integrated together and transformed into the current "Fengdu" dream?" Zhou Xun guessed.
As if in response to Zhou Xun's words, a huge screen suddenly appeared in the dark sky.
『27/1000』
As the numbers on the left continued to jump, one train after another pulled into the platform, bringing with it groups of "players" with the same confused expressions.
The expressions of Zhou Xun and the other two suddenly became serious.
What is this game all about? Is it to gather everyone here to play a battle royale?
If the number of people involved really reached a thousand, and if there were only the three of them, it would be almost impossible to protect everyone at the same time without exposing their identities.
Just as the three were guessing, San Gu's extremely familiar aura suddenly appeared in the dream.
The three of them were shocked: This is...
The next moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Zhou Xun, Zhou Ruo, Rong Yu? Why are you here too?"
The three of them turned their heads at the same time. Bai Luo, Zhang Jiajia and Zhao Yaya got off the train that had just arrived at the station and waved to them cheerfully: "What a coincidence!"
Zhou Xun was choked by the heartless expressions of the three people and was speechless, but his originally heavy mood suddenly relaxed.
This is a sure thing!
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