After 20 Years of Trickery, I Entered the Thriller Game

"This iron pot can actually give me the power of rules?"

Lin Chen constantly felt the energy in it, and only felt that all the power dimensions of his body had been enhanced. Although it was not as exaggerated as the real copy master, it was indeed the power of the rules of the copy!

And far more than ordinary native ghosts.

In this short period of time, Lin Chen had already started the experiment. He used his divine power to break into the iron pot, and immediately "see" the layout of the entire barren village inside the iron pot.

Among them, Tie Zhu, Mistress Li, Wang Xiao and other native ghosts that he had seen and had not seen before, as well as the second type of native ghosts hiding in a dark place, were all observed by him roughly.

Except for Li Baotian's family and the village chief, he sensed almost all the ghosts.

This kind of ability is completely equivalent to obtaining a kind of authority of the dungeon boss, just like the principal ghost, with omniscient and omnipotent power. Of course, Lin Chen's ability is even worse than the real principal ghost. At least he can't appear in the dungeon at will. Anywhere, now he can only look here.

However, holding the iron pot, the increase he obtained is not fake, the power of all dimensions is improving, and he is in a state where the iron pot is not broken, and he is immortal.

"What!" Duan Jibo exclaimed when he heard Lin Chen's whisper.

Even Duan Qi, who was outside the hospital, heard an exclamation and walked into the house.

"You mean that this iron pot can give you the power of rules?" Duan Jibo couldn't believe it. Seeing that Lin Chen didn't speak, he continued to ask.

"It can't be wrong." Lin Chen frowned and looked at the iron pot. Although such a change was definitely a surprise to him, he really couldn't understand what kind of thing this was, and it was so incredible.

"It's true that this pot is an ordinary thing. Ma Baosheng probably won't lie, but just cooking those...I don't think it will cause such a big change." Duan Jibo said.

And Duan Qi also understood the matter, and was equally shocked. Soon she thought of something and said, "Could it be a replica building?"

Lin Chen and Duan Jibo were stunned for a moment, then Lin Chen slowly shook his head.

"It should be different. The dungeon building needs to be in it to obtain the power and authority of the dungeon building's rules, but I am not standing in the pot at this time, I can receive it just by holding it in my hand. Feedback, especially the power of the rules of this feedback exceeds that of ordinary dungeon buildings.”

Lin Chen didn't say that he was able to observe the whole barren village in it. Although he didn't set up defenses for these two, he still liked to keep some secrets in his heart.

Duan Jibo nodded and pondered: "I think so too, I don't think it is as simple as a simple dungeon building, at least the dungeon building will not absorb ghosts, nor will it feed back the power of rules to the player, after all, this dungeon still has a boss. of."

"It seems that what Li Baotian said is true. He is not a complete dungeon boss. In this deserted village, there are things that he can't control. I thought it was only the village chief. Now it seems that there is still this iron pot. " said Duan Qi.

Lin Chen nodded, Duan Qi was right, Li Baotian probably didn't lie to them that night.

In the end, Lin Chen said, "What Ma Baozhu said should not be wrong. The secret of this iron pot should be related to this copy. When the truth is revealed, we will know its origin."

Duan Jibo's heart felt unbearable, no matter what, this iron pot is definitely a rare treasure, the kind he had never seen before, so he couldn't help rubbing his hands and said, "Boy Chen, can you give it to me? have a look."

"Go away..." Lin Chen refused without thinking.

But of course Duan Jibo was reluctant.

And Lin Chen was still cut off, and the whole afternoon was spent in such an atmosphere.

It is worth mentioning that there were casualties this afternoon.

The two players in Wang Zihao's squad were killed by a sneak attack by the second type of native ghost hidden in the courtyard because their arms were broken, their strength was greatly reduced and they were uneasy.

The other teams also learned that Lin Chen was carrying a large amount of spicy sticks on his body, and they regretted each and every one of them to the extreme.

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Among the team, there were also accidents, because it was the second day, and it was impossible for everyone to continue to stay at home with peace of mind. This kind of exploratory dungeon forced them to take the initiative.

Three teams went out in groups, and finally met the villagers. Because they thought they were outsiders, they started a conflict. Three players died, and all those who survived were injured.

Because of the alliance with Lin Chen's side, Chen Yuan's team all blushed with excitement when they got the news that Lin Chen had a lot of food on him. They were both happy for Lin Chen and excited by their choice.

And they did not suffer any casualties. In the afternoon, Lin Chen went to their yard and found two second-class native ghosts and put them away. This made the weakest team completely safe and saw a lot of them. The team members were secretly envious.

"You lie down and tell me if you haven't eaten, follow me, just lie down and win."

This is a sentence left by Lin Chen when he left.

The three of them were so excited that they burst into tears, shouting "Lishen" repeatedly, especially the iron fan Xu He, looking at Lin Chenshi's eyes, like a pilgrimage, which made Lin Chen's heart feel dark for a while.

When others heard the treatment of Xu He and the three of them on Lin Chen's side, they felt even more uncomfortable. The atmosphere of the entire team became silent.

Especially in the evening, those players found that the hunger was even more terrifying. If this continued, the food in their hands could not last for more days. At most three days, they would face the dilemma of no water and no food, which made their Inside, I became more anxious.

It's just these, for Lin Chen, he didn't care at all.

Those three people chose him when he was not favored, and he naturally remembered it in his heart.

But the strength of the three people really can't help much. After the copy is checked, give them a message and let them leave. This is no loss to Lin Chen, and of course he will not be stingy.

As for the other players, Lin Chen doesn't care.

After more than a dozen packets of spicy sticks were eaten, Lin Chen settled for today's dinner.

Duan Jibo and Duan Qi were eating the surplus food in their hands. Until the food ran out, they didn't plan to accept Lin Chen's spicy noodles for the time being.

For no other reason, but that the taste is too spicy and too high.

The deserted village dungeon is suppressing players, naturally making their taste nerves similar to ordinary people.

People like Duan Jibo who can't eat spicy food at all, the kind of perverted spicy person who has to "suck" the air for a long time and sweat profusely.

Although it won't make you sick from the spicy food, it's really uncomfortable, so naturally, you can't eat it if you can.

After dinner was settled, everyone went to the kang to rest in peace.

After seeing Lin Chen's massive inventory, Duan Jibo and Duan Qi naturally stopped worrying about the seven little ghosts.

It's just that Duan Jibo is a little melancholy about the days that he will have to rely on spicy sticks to feed his stomach in the next few days.

But fortunately, as long as the food problem can be sustained, there is still great hope for leaving this dungeon with a 100% mortality rate.

night time.

Lin Chen quietly got up again.

Duan Jibo was also not alerted.

Slowly left the room and came to the courtyard.

He glanced at the original wall, sighed slightly, took out the iron pot and walked out.

This time, Duan Qi still didn't fall asleep, secretly got up from the bed and looked at Lin Chen's back, but until Lin Chen disappeared, she didn't get up to keep up.

On the way, Lin Chen loosened the **** of Ma Baosheng and the second-class native ghost caught last night a lot.

The second type of native ghost was named Ma Baofu, a relative of Ma Baosheng. Before that, the two ghosts knew the existence of each other.

But it was the first time this kind of encounter had happened in many years.

"I'm going to catch the other second-class native ghosts. After you see them, tell me what's going on with them." Lin Chen ordered.

When Er Gui heard this, he repeatedly expressed his understanding, and at the same time hesitantly said, "But we all died early, and we don't know much about them."

"Don't worry, your lineup will get bigger and bigger, and there will always be someone who understands it all." Lin Chen smiled indifferently.

When Er Gui heard the words, his heart was beating wildly.

While he was scared, he secretly expressed a moment of silence to the other "community people".

With the help of the iron pot, Lin Chen didn't need the two ghosts to guide the way, and went straight to the easternmost end of the village, planning to sweep the entire village from east to west.

This was a decision Lin Chen made during the day.

The natural movements are neat and without delay. In addition, the night in the deserted village is completely silent, the villagers are sleeping, and Lin Chen's actions are unstoppable.

"This is the first house. With the God's perspective given by the iron pot, the grievances in this house are too obvious."

Lin Chen muttered to himself, pushed open the courtyard door, and stepped inside.

"This is Ma Baolong's house."

Ma Baosheng's introduction came from his pocket, and his voice was rather surprised, as if he did not expect Ma Baolong to become the same existence as him.

The houses in the village are all similar, with one or two houses complemented by a small courtyard overgrown with weeds.

Night seems to be the most active time of existence in the dark. As soon as Lin Chen appeared, he alerted the ghosts in the courtyard.

It was a grinding wheel. The first time Lin Chen was admitted to the hospital, he got up and rushed towards Lin Chen.

Lin Chen didn't care at all, and directly stretched out a hand.

Hearing the sound of "Bang!", the grinding wheel was frozen directly in front of Lin Chen, and was firmly pinched by one of his hands.

However, Lin Chen's body was motionless, and he didn't even move to release his strength, directly blocking the attack of the grinding disc.

Immediately, without saying a word, he tapped the grinding plate lightly with the iron pot in his other hand.

The iron pan was unremarkable, but when it was knocked on the grinding table, there seemed to be a silent whimper from the grinding table.

Immediately afterwards, the extremely fierce grinding disc was directly exercised and turned into countless tiny stones!

And these stones did not wait for the ground to be absorbed by the iron pot, as if they had never appeared.

Only then did Lin Chen raise his eyes and look into the house across the yard.

It was darker than the world, but in a shadow, a pair of shocked eyes were looking at it!

After seeing these eyes, Lin Chen was delighted, waved his hand and said, "Baolong, I'm your cousin Baochen!"

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