Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 351 The Wisdom of Mortals

The reaction of Earl Conslamuu undoubtedly exceeded the expectations of most of the candidates present.

These middle and low-level candidates have never seen a situation where N-PCs turn a blind eye to players who reveal their identities and blatantly disrupt order.

In the system of the Lamarck game, the vast majority of candidates have never even seen the "plot characters" who know the existence of the game system, let alone the cognition of the three major universe levels.

Interestingly, the relevant information was not intentionally concealed, but under the pressure of survival, very few people were able to squeeze out a part of the points used by the powerful themselves to obtain information that had nothing to do with the content of the game.

For a time, everyone looked at each other.

The short-haired girl in the corner whispered to the two teenagers beside her, "Are there any rules for this game? What is your goal?"

"Prevent the exploration of the ruins," the well-behaved boy with eyes replied frankly: "It doesn't matter if we enter, but as we explore and obtain antiques or documents, we will gradually gain exploration speed.

Our point rewards will be inversely proportional to the degree of exploration brought back by the N-PC.Interestingly, the rules emphasize 'exploration brought back by N-PC' rather than what we can get in the relic.

So in other words, according to my understanding, the hidden rule of this game is actually to let us kill all the plot characters in the ruins. "

The short-haired girl nodded, but another young man with yellow hair lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Sister, you have received a different mission again, right? Don't leave us this time, okay?"

The short-haired girl smiled and shook her head: "If everything goes well, I will go with you. It's just that if everyone is on such a mission, I'm worried that there will be brain-dead people who want to take shortcuts..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of young women who looked like sisters in the middle of the hall suddenly rushed towards the earl without warning.

"Wildness Sect? What do you want to do?!" The captain of the private soldier shouted sharply.The four noble private soldiers guarding in front of the hall pillars immediately stepped up.He couldn't understand how a follower of such a third-rate god dared to play wild in Fanbiao.

At the same time, the private soldiers of the security team at the entrance of the hall and on both sides all moved, passing through the candidates for the church status to surround them, but no one took action to intercept them.

But neither was faster than the two draftee sisters.

"Antiques sleeping in history, come and taste the power of future science!"

The woman laughed wildly and tapped the bullet tattoo on her finger, and a sci-fi six-barreled heavy machine gun appeared in her hand.

Without saying a word, he fired in the direction of the earl and the captain of the private soldiers at the far end of the hall.

As expected... Seeing the sudden scene in front of her, the short-haired girl sighed.

If you want to stop the outflow of ruins exploration speed, the easiest and most direct way is to kill those who want to explore the ruins, right?

At that time, even if a fish slipped through the net and escaped with the items in the ruins, there would be no place to turn in the task at all, and it would not affect the point evaluation of the candidates.

But it's something only newbies try.It's not that there is no possibility of realization, it's just that the lack of corresponding information and the danger of the unknown are too great, making old players unwilling to take risks when there are other retreats.

This time, the experience of the old players seems to bet right.

At the same time as the machine gun started to roar, the younger sister behind the machine gun girl quietly threw a flash shock bomb at the earl with the help of cover.

"Bastard!" Seeing this thing, a group of experienced candidates closed their eyes and turned around. Some even fell to the ground directly.

The fact that the two sisters were able to take out future-model firearms that could not be produced in their home world showed that they were not pure newcomers, and they were not stupid enough to regard Count Consrémue as an ordinary nobleman who could be killed with a single shot.

But what happened next was completely beyond their imagination.

"Tenebris!"

I saw the rickety and gray, as if the old earl with severe insomnia spit out a syllable lightly.In the direction where his withered fingers pointed, the flash bomb was covered with a layer of pure darkness that light could not penetrate before it burst into light.

At the same time, the guards took out a plastic pen-like handle from their waists, giving people the feeling of black plastic.

In the next second, a plasma-shaped force field light shield appeared in front of them, blocking all the bullets for Count Consramue.

And then...there is no more.Most of the candidates missed the most critical moment in order to avoid the flash bomb.

When they came back to their senses, the old nobleman, who seemed to have crawled out of the grave, was already standing among the crowd with a heart in one hand.

"Hehehehe..." With a malicious smile, Count Consramue lifted up his heart, and carefully licked the blood on it with a tongue that looked like a poisonous tongue.

In the solemn tranquility of the candidates, members of the noble private guards dressed in medieval leather armor put away their sci-fi force field light shields one after another, dragging the bodies of the two female candidates away, lamenting He looked at the woman's beautiful face carefully.

The candidates' cheeks twitched when they heard the soldiers muttering in low voices: "What kind of technology are you talking about with a kinetic energy projectile weapon of the first level of civilization? My brain is broken..."

"Shh, didn't you listen to what the captain said? She is from the Wilderness Sect and has no culture."

After licking the blood from his heart intoxicatedly, Count Consrémue glanced coldly at everyone present, and then ordered: "Then, according to the rules we have agreed upon, you can leave."

What makes him afraid is the fateful and unpredictable backlash that will be caused by seriously affecting the difficulty of Lamarck's game.As for the candidates themselves... it is better to keep their tails between their legs in the unified universe.

"I can't ignore the bullets, it should not be enough for [Chu Kai]. But this speed... Is it a four-dimensional powerhouse of the [Climbing] level?" The short-haired woman covered her forehead and shook her head:

"I know that there will be idiots who want to take shortcuts. I hope this will not affect the judgment of the characters in the plot and cause the difficulty of our game to change."

The next day, Craftsman helped Mubao.

A detailed report document was placed in front of Zhen Cheng, making her press her temples continuously, frowning deeply.

"What's the matter? Did you encounter any bad news this time?" Alogens asked heartlessly.

Zhen Cheng put down the document, gave up thinking for a while, and sighed: "Things are much more complicated than expected, I understand why the teacher wants to train and play chess."

The earl's personal soldiers are all from the upper city, but there is no eyeliner of the four major gangs.So the last thing Zhen Cheng got was this document that she threw on the coffee table.

The content of the document is not much, mainly the return of the expedition team.

In short, the Earl's expedition came to nothing.And in each relic, there are about half of the casualties.

(End of this chapter)