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Chapter 177 Someone is hunting, someone is following

[Yanan 3.2 Proving Ground] is the official name that will be reminded when you arrive through normal procedures.

Through the guidance of spiritual hackers, Omer, who touched here by himself, will obviously not receive the welcome treatment at the beginning, let alone the member treatment that is automatically transmitted after the segmented challenge.

After throwing away those "gamification" elements, the more realistic proving ground has a feeling that "Bloodborne World" should have, especially the buildings in this dream, and even the modeling and rendering of the interior of the buildings are well done , not being lazy at all because there is a high probability that the 'customer' will not go there.

Omer, who took off directly and took a shortcut through a broken window, is quite grateful for his hard work.

Although there are no NPCs in the house, the sense of life is good. There are still a lot of slightly dusty clothes in the closet, which are suitable for changing clothes for Omer who is covered in blood.

Has it been almost an hour?

Only the big moon hangs, and Omer, who does not see the clock, can only estimate the time through body sensation.

Yanan Town, which is the prototype of the dream, or the blood world is a story in the dream, a long dream, and a long night.

Perhaps this dream world also pays tribute to this, and Omer doesn't expect it to show obvious time advancement, he just takes a shortcut with the degree of freedom here with the phantom of a big shock.

Radiate eyes and ears from the town of Yanan.

To the church, to the bridge, to the village, to the church—

——There is a new Ludwig in the church, which proves that the world has either undergone a restart, or it is simply on another server node.

Just like online games will open multiple servers to reduce the burden, the dream world can also be divided in this way, but here the resources are not so tight.

Thinking that he didn't see other people at the beginning, Omer guessed that each entrant probably had a separate server.

After all, this is the so-called proving ground, a place to test one's ability.

At the same time, it must be remembered that at the beginning, Sunday Tranquility called this place a 'research institute', not a proving ground.

Such a conflict of titles is either due to an error in the intelligence of Sunday Tranquility, or there are secrets here that he was not able to touch at the beginning.

He is more inclined to the latter. After all, he was kicked in a hurry last time, and he was confused throughout the whole process. He couldn't find out the exact information in the replay. He could only confirm that the management was like a freshman.

In fact, he can only act on the premise of the latter.

Because if it is the former, this clue will be broken.It's time for him to leave this place where there are either lunatics, werewolves, or even aliens and monsters, and go to the public dream server to search for Bloodborne karts, and step on the accelerator immediately!
Go-karts are not as fun as motorcycles... why don't I try to fall asleep by touching Beta motorcycles, and then bring the motorcycles into dreamland?
Homa ran the train in his mind, and changed out of the bloody hunter's coat.

There was still no weapon in his hands.

Not even the moonlight sword.

Because he didn't kill Ludwig again.

Not only did he not kill or even contact him directly, but after confirming its existence, he retreated back with the phantom of Ma Niang.

Back in the small town of Yanan, waiting for the true master of this trial.

Yes, he saw it.

There are not only testers in this trial ground, but those testers even use dangerous live ammunition firearms.

It's much more outrageous than the style of flintlock guns.

But when he thought that Ludwig here could spray lasers, and the meat saw in the little monster's hands was occasionally mixed with a chainsaw axe, Omer felt that maybe this little brother was the one who really understood the version.

The tester, whose complexion was as pale as his hair, didn't carry any cold weapons. He looked like a young shooter who mainly focused on shooting, but he was exceptionally agile, and he didn't lack the experience of being close with a gun.

Even the perception was quite keen, and he once noticed Omer's peeping, but he couldn't determine the position and failed to catch him.

After all, Omer observed him when he was besieged by monsters, and they were more than 200 meters away from each other, with many ruins as visual obstacles.

But there is a big problem here: that is, this tester should not appear in a suspected disease village.

Omer's birth point when he came here was Yanan. If the opponent was not, he would have been teleported away after a round of battle, but Omer watched him deal with the enemy lightly but was not teleported.

Instead, he was vigilantly looking for himself.

This little brother seems to be treated differently.

He was wearing a hunter's vest and gloves, but he didn't have the corresponding boots, coat, or even a hat. He seemed to have explored on the spot like himself, but he didn't explore everything.

You can't just make a reprint as a blood lover, right?
Or dislike the full set of styles?
This is not very important, what is important is that this person rushed to the 'Additional Version of Disease Village' without stopping...

That's not right...how did he get here?

Hunter sets are not difficult to see, but the main "origin" is not here, and this place is remote enough, Omer can't guess the guy's course of action. After further distance, he continued to observe for a few minutes, and came to a conclusion Very subtle conclusion.

This is a road idiot.

The tester is not aimless.He has looked at the empty mid-air many times, which is obviously the action of looking at the light screen.

Omer was sure that he had probably received some message instruction, and he was making confirmation frequently.

Then just put it there and break the village in circles.

There is something.

Being so lost, Omer suspected that he was fishing for himself. For this reason, he chose to leave a spell for surveillance, and then he took the phantom to withdraw.

The magical eyeball hanging in mid-air like a magic eye watched the other party continue to circle around, while Omo wandered around and explored other places in the dream world, reconfirming that the management of the trial field was a newborn.

There is still an air wall in this place!
The interior of the church cannot be touched, and the underground passage is also impassable. Yanan's return path is cut off, and the road closed in the fog cannot be touched even when taking off.

I can hit fireballs, why don't I go there if I have modeling!

This is the bad thing about the dreams constructed by others. The unconstrained and unconstrained style of the dreams belongs to others rather than oneself. I can only share a little creativity with the tolerance of the other party, but I can't resist the laws of the other party.

It's not impossible to charge, but I'm not sure if it will be useful, let alone he sneaks in, and it's troublesome to be discovered.

But when he finished confirming these, he found that although the tester left the sick village, he wandered into the cave again, and then started spinning again.

Ye is really awesome!

After all, Homa, still unable to hold back, simply left reminders all the way, and guided him back to Yanan with the traditional short and combined words of the soul series, and walked towards the church.

These can not be carried out on the spot, Omer has been walking in front of the opponent.

Even at this moment when he forcibly broke into the house to change his clothes, and then slowly turned to the window sill of the living room, and nodded slightly to the shocking phantom who had obeyed the order and stood obediently by the window before that, he could still see that he hadn't left yet.

Downstairs, on the street illuminated by moonlight and torches, a slightly thin figure was walking slowly towards the 'bonfire party'.

Carrying the gun case with the combination gun in his hand.

This picture looks quite subtle.

The slender young man walked towards the tall and ferocious men, and the weapon in his hand seemed fragile, but Homa had seen the exquisitely shaped gun case in use with his own eyes.

It is a composite armor that can draw out pistols, micro-chargers, sniper rifles, and can be extended to form large-scale ray cannons. It is a cool and threatening high-risk weapon, and those beast-like men with only tall bodies can't stand it a few times.

It's just that the trial is more or less on the right track.

Omer stared at the unilateral massacre-like tragedy below, and watched him quickly look into the air again. This time, he turned into a stream of light and flew into the distance, and that direction was where he walked.

"Come up."

The palm turned into sharp claws slapped open the window, and Omer patted behind the phantom of the horse girl beside him, continuing the way of transferring her before.

Although, as the phantom of the Triple Crown horse girl, he was flying above, and the phantom would not be unable to catch up if he was below, but the movement was really too loud.

The top priority is to keep up with the other party quietly.

Let me know what the normal follow-up process will be like.

(End of this chapter)