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Chapter 138 The conflict between manufacturing panels and God’s showcase

Copies that are analyzed and not altered by the butterfly effect = a crisis easily overcome.

This copy is indeed difficult. He is a legendary devil and likes to play games with people's hearts.

The hell dog Silen at the door is actually just the first level to screen out the weak.

There will be various high-level bosses in the follow-up. After advancing level by level, generally only the gold-level ones can reach the deepest part, which is the castle of the legendary devil Eugene.

Here, he will play a game with you. If you win, you will get a very generous reward. If you lose, you will lose your soul.

If it were just such a simple copy, then with the player's immortality and number of people, plus the player's lack of soul, he could go bankrupt in minutes.

But...this guy is cheating. Every time an army of players goes to break through a level, after they are almost dead, there will always be dozens or hundreds of players arriving at the castle.

But after starting the devil game, they all died.

After hundreds of thousands of players died more than three times, someone concluded that this boss was cheating.

"Damn it, how did he find out? Isn't this game only showing the health bar during fights?"

Xiahou Fuxing looked at the barrage and became anxious. He shouted: "I am Xiahou Fuxing, you guys are fakes! Do you still want to show your face?"

Including Xiahou Fuxing, dozens of players surrounded Bai Bian. They were like chasing stars, shouting Bai Bian's name, and asked in a very silly way if there was anything they could do to help.

"Don't listen to him. I just saw what he wrote with my own eyes. He is a fake. I am the real Xiahou Fuxing."

The surrounding players were stunned for a moment, and then broke out into even more noisy sounds.

With this summary, players tried to destroy this copy and went to the federation to report it.

Of course, the first player does not know about this bet. Only after the first person passes it will the rules tell him that there is a bet.

"I'm the."

"My name is Xiahou Fuxing."×n

"Made, where can I buy the name change card for this dog game? Why is there only a recharge entrance and no props exchange?"

Bai Bian was a little helpless. NPCs really couldn't distinguish players unless they remembered their faces, but there still had to be a reason. He said calmly: "You smell like the decay of hell."

The rules of this plane are very powerful. If the devil wins the game established in it, then the rules of hell will give him corresponding rewards.

"Mr. Bai Yifei, look at me. Look at the words Xiahou Fuxing on my clothes."

From then on, the players were surprised to find that the devil did not cheat. As long as he made no mistakes in the level, the devil would be bound by the rules and really give them what they wanted.

Xiahou Fuxing:.

White plague:.

Xiahou Fuxing's face turned red and he was angry.

"I, I, I am Xiahou Fuxing."

In addition to actively entering this copy, there are also rules to be selected and pulled into it. If nothing happens, such rules will select you in the past few days.

But this thing is like a real copy. The reason why the devil established it is also very interesting. The abyss represents chaos and hell represents evil. These two planes are the real original planes.

But because that thing was far away from the federal border town, and the boss was a legendary devil, the Sun Federation never dealt with it.

It seemed that the so-called Tower of Souls was not an almighty existence. He suddenly no longer worried about the next two crises.

Human nature is always the most elusive thing. The game is full of evil in human nature. As long as the choice is even a little wrong, the rules of hell will come and take away the soul of the loser, or give a good bet in advance.

He just said something in the live broadcast room, but he didn't expect that in just one minute, someone would get in first. Fortunately, he saved a trick and didn't tell the address, otherwise he would have to go to his grandma's house.

If you continue to draw these copies, it seems that this extreme task will be very simple.

[Hahaha, laugh out loud, I seem to understand why those anchors immediately turned off the live broadcast when they discovered something. 】

"I'm the."

So in the early days when players discovered the dungeon, it only took just two months for the devil to rise from a first-level legend to a fourth-level legend.

The remaining players were stunned.

"The blood bar is useful, and the NPC can't see it. Damn it."

Maybe now is the early stage when Shia's magic power has been restored and hell can be projected in, right?

But if you have the correct answer in the choice game, how should you respond?

[Which brother is so fast? Awesome! 】

After hearing that it was this copy, his eyes became much more sympathetic. At the same time, he roughly understood how this thing could be called a crisis.

[Hahaha, laugh to death, luckily the host saved a hand, why don’t you claim it quickly? 】

His thoughts were complicated, and calls rang out all around him. The mental power of White Plague prevented the players from approaching.

There are quite a lot of dungeons among the three versions. If the mission is really a test, then some dungeons are still very representative.

He was speechless, and his spiritual power surged out, separating the players. Then he looked left and right, walked straight to Xiahou Fuxing, and flew away with him in the eyes of a circle of confused players.

Bai Bian smiled and said: "Just now, a wonder told me that a wonder named Xiahou Fuxing discovered traces of hell. Who among you is Xiahou Fuxing?"

"Hell plus one, go to the official website and ask. Why can't players find out whether NPCs are good or bad, but NPCs can tell players apart?"

An orc player turned around and glared: "I am Xiahou Fuxing, you fake, shut up!"

So, three days later, this weird copy dissipated and created dozens of real-life millionaires. The things it gave were too high-end.

As long as the dungeon exists, there will be a steady stream of players trying to try their luck. After a series of persistent players who are not afraid of death, one player finally wins the game of desire.

White Plague: Is the Monkey King real or fake?

Xiahou Fuxing was also a little confused. He looked at the gradually becoming more remote streets around him and said, "Mr. Bai Bian, how did you find me?"

The barrage also flooded the screen because of this question.

Xiahou Fuxing was shocked. He had died once. Why did he still smell?

Bai Bian didn't answer too much and quickly arrived at the door of God's Showcase.

Bai Bian smiled and said: "The information about hell is very important. If you tell me the location, I can give you the reward you want."

Xiahou Fuxing's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "Of course, I am willing to help Mr. Bai Yie."

He was about to say something, but then he noticed the live broadcast room. After thinking about it, he decisively changed the name of the live broadcast room to: [The Story Bai Yin and I Have to Tell], and then the cover of the live broadcast was a screenshot of this face-to-face perspective, and hung the cover superior.

Then he said with satisfaction: "It's in a forest not far from the south city gate. Does Mr. Bai Yie have a map?"

Bai Bian stretched out his hand, and the map near the south city gate was outlined by magic. There were many old trees on it, but most of them were more than ten kilometers away from the city gate.

Xiahou Fuxing searched on the map and finally found a spot in an area: "Right here, there is a black ground there. Anyone who tries to dig that ground will be sucked in and then bitten to death by a black dog."

Barrage: [The anchor's brain circuit is really outrageous, he ran ten kilometers away to dig in the ground, awesome. ] Barrage: [Anchor, you know how to generate traffic. 】

Barrage: [Damn, it’s really a white epidemic, the anchor is awesome. 】

Barrage: [No wonder the live broadcast is not turned off. You want tasks, but I want traffic, right? The anchor is awesome. 】

Xiahou Fuxing glanced at the barrage with some pride in his eyes.

What does he want to do by playing games live? Of course, it is freedom of wealth in reality. This wave of east wind will not be borrowed in vain.

Bai Yi paused for a moment, and after AI noted the location, he smiled and asked, "Thank you for providing the information. What reward do you want?"

Xiahou Fuxing was about to ask for a weapon, but then he thought of something. He raised his hand obediently and asked, "Mr. Bai Bian, can I join the legion?"

Bai Ying paused for a moment and felt a little emotional. This was actually a player who knew how to find a job. He was really a social beast.

However, he still ruthlessly refused: "The legion in Dongwu City never uses the back door. If you want to, you can try to challenge in the ring. If more of the wonders pass, then I can consider opening a legion specifically for your wonders."

Xiahou Fuxing was not disappointed either. He had never thought of using the back door for a legion of that level. He actually had the same vision as many anchors.

For players, no matter how good the legion is, the treatment is just that, but the reformed legion is different. Are the players afraid of the reform?

As long as it is transformed once, it will take off immediately, okay?

Now that he had the opportunity to join the legion, he and the more than 100,000 viewers in the live broadcast room silently turned the dungeon he wanted to complete after reaching the level into a legion competition in the city.

Xiahou Fuxing smiled: "Well, providing information to Mr. Bai Bing is the code of conduct that every wonder should have. Rewards or other things are not important."

Bai Bian glanced at his live broadcast room, a little speechless, and decisively followed his words: "That's it, fine then, if the wonders are like yours, why worry about the federation not developing well."

Xiahou Fuxing's mouth twitched, couldn't you tell he was being polite? His tone changed: "But my idol is you. Can you let me follow you today? Don't worry, I will never disturb you."

White plague:.

He stretched out his hand and a sack appeared. He poured fifty gold coins into it and threw it directly to Xiahou Fuxing.

"There is still a reward. After all, I can't let you down. This is fifty gold coins, which can be regarded as the reward for this news."

Bai Bian said, glancing at the words 666 Extreme Pull that appeared on the barrage, and continued: "But I have one more favor I want to ask you to do for me."

Xiahou Fuxing took the gold coin and was a little disappointed, but his eyes lit up again when he heard that there was a mission: "Don't worry, our wonders are the most helpful. Mr. Bai Ying, tell me what you are doing, I will never spare any effort!"

At the same time, his eyes kept flicking to the panel, trying to refresh a task, but he never found anything familiar.

Bai Bian was also paying attention to him, and said with a smile: "I recently got a treasure, but using it requires a small price, and your wonders will not die, so I want you to help me test this thing. Don't worry, if you If you die, there will be compensation.”

Xiahou Fuxing looked at the panel that still had no tasks, feeling a little disappointed, but still said: "Don't worry, Mr. Bai Bian, I will help you."

Bai Bian also noticed this. Not only did the panel not accept the God's Showcase, it seemed that it didn't want to issue tasks to players.

His eyes flickered, and he decisively used his authority to issue tasks.

[Published by: City Lord Bai Ying.

Mission name: Chaos experiment.

Select mission type: Special mission.

Mission requirements: Help White Plague experiment with newly obtained treasures.

Mission reward: experience +300, gold coins +20.

Failure penalty: None.

The task is set successfully and the task is published. 】

After a series of settings, Xiahou Fuxing, who was already disappointed, his eyes lit up and he decisively clicked to accept the task.

"That's good, please come with me." Bai Bian led Xiahou Fuxing into an old wooden house.

A black display window inside exuded a cold atmosphere. Just getting close to it made Xiahou Fuxing shiver.

The panel is avoiding contact with things in dimensional turbulence, but White Plague wants to test the strength of this panel. After all, Shia has been invaded. How can it be done without any strength?

He was somewhat looking forward to the collision between the panel and the showcase of God.

"This thing is called God's Window. Its function is to realize any wish. Just pull out the tentacle behind the door on the upper left side of the cabinet and write your wish on it. Then it will help you realize it, and the price you need to pay is Help it complete a mission."

Bai Bian didn't lie, he told the function of God's Showcase exactly as it was.

"F*ck!" Xiahou Fuxing's eyes turned green, including the 200,000+ viewers in the live broadcast room.

For players like this, missions are everything, and you can actually complete missions when you realize your wish!

This is fatal to players' attraction.

Xiahou Fuxing couldn't help but wanted to try it, but something came to mind, so he suppressed his impulse and asked: "Mr. Bai Yie, can I start?"

Bai Bian was a little surprised that he didn't forget to increase his favorability. However, this action proved that this player knew the game very well, and at least at this moment, he still treated him as a human being.

And he generally has a certain fondness for this kind of players: "Of course, you can start at any time."

[White plague favorability +5. 】

Xiahou Fuxing felt that today was his lucky day. Amidst the excitement and envy of the barrage, he stepped forward and put his hand into the window of God.

His hand wandered around inside, grabbed a soft thing, and pulled it out fiercely.

A gray tentacle was pulled out. This tentacle seemed to have a certain resistance to the player, and was not as active as when trading with other people.

Xiahou Fuxing didn't care about that. At Bai Bian's reminder, he quickly started writing with his fingers.

[Please give me a magical outfit and 100 million gold coins, thank you. 】

The corner of Bai Bian's mouth twitched, but he did not stop him, but reminded him: "Now, just let go."

Xiahou Fuxing let go with expectation, and a strange scene suddenly happened. The tentacles that were originally very active were withdrawn very hesitantly.

It seemed that he didn't understand the Dawn text that was automatically converted into it. It didn't matter if he retracted it for a while, or not if he didn't retract it. He seemed to be a little frozen.

Xiahou Fuxing, who was full of expectations, was also a little confused. He turned to look at Bai Bian: "Mr. Bai Bian, are you fine now? Why didn't my wish come true? Do you want me to help him stuff it back?"

Xiahou Fuxing said and went straight to it, stuffed the tentacles back, then closed the door thoughtfully, rubbed his hands, and looked expectantly at the motionless God's showcase.

Bai Bian is also looking forward to it. If they fight, he wants to know if this panel or this window is invincible.

The barrage is also looking forward to it. If they can really get the 100 million gold coins and the magical equipment, tomorrow they will kneel down at the gate of the White Epidemic and fight to the death to get the chance to test!

(End of this chapter)