War Paradise

Taking advantage of the chaotic situation in the sky prison, Lin Chi took the commander Mu, who was not well-legged, escaped the dark and cold prison and returned to the streets of Midtown.

Escorted by an agency doll sent by Shen Wenchong, the two quickly returned to the underground workshop in Xiacheng District. Lin Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief until it was confirmed that no one was coming.

The battle with the "unnamed condemned prisoner" just now was terrifying to his energy consumption. Lin Chi has already entered a state of "feeling his body hollowed out". He has no interest in the new equipment made by Shen Wenchong in the workshop. Sleep in the safe house.

But before that, there are other things to deal with:

"Why are you saving me?" Commander Mu's voice was slightly questioning: "Is it time to answer?"

"I established a secret organization." Lin Chi went straight to the topic: "Now we need an officer who can command the army."

"Command the army..."

Hearing this, Commander Mu immediately understood what he wanted to do, and the expression on his face suddenly sank: "Are you asking me to betray my country?"

"No, it's not that serious. I just want to seek benefits for the people in the Institution City." Lin Chi nodded solemnly: "I believe you can see it, this city has no cure."

Commander Mu bowed his head in silence.

This loyal soldier wanted to refute, but couldn't find any reason to refute. He knew very well that if the young man in front of him risked his death and rescued him, his only ending would be to be beheaded in the street under the eyes of everyone...

——Is it really worth the sacrifice of my life for the army that is so rotten to this point?

"Have you thought about it?" Lin Chi smiled.

"Give me some time, I will answer you tomorrow." Commander Mu lowered his head, the expression on his face was very solemn.

"Then you can take a break in the workshop first, and I will be back tomorrow morning."

After Lin Chi finished speaking to the officer, he gave a few more words to Shen Wenchong and others, and then left the underground workshop and walked to the safe house he bought.

Even if there are not many players still alive, resting in the underground workshop that is not a safe house is still not as reliable as the foolproof safe house.

More importantly, the bed in the safe house is more comfortable to sleep...

When he returned to the safe house in Midtown, it was close to midnight. Lin Chi walked into the house that had been transformed into a military camp, and fell on the soft big bed in the bedroom on the first floor.

After entering a state of complete safety, he did not fall asleep immediately as usual. He just took out the blood-stained notebook from the backpack, stared at the black skin of the notebook, and fell into thinking:

Obviously, the BOSS "unnamed death row" who was killed by himself was the barbarian that Shen Wenchong said. Moreover, according to the notes on the note, this NPC should have "traversed" from somewhere else.

Lin Chi knew very well that the probability of a player entering this kind of game is basically zero. Even if that guy is really a player, it is impossible to show that kind of attitude, that is to say...

Based on the current intelligence, Lin Chi quickly came to an astonishing conclusion:

"He ‘crossed’ to this map from other maps in the game?"

If it is in an ordinary brain imaging game, it is obviously impossible for this kind of NPC to run on the wrong set. But based on Lin Chi's experience in the first game, "War of Heaven" is obviously not an ordinary game.

Now that there are already NPCs like executioners that openly resist the GM, it doesn't seem surprising that there will be NPCs like "unnamed death row prisoners" running to other maps.

Judging from the contents of the notes, the prisoner was also caught by the "executive officer" role used by the administrator, and then thrown into the prison. By the way, the title and name of the BOSS were hung up.

This sounds like the only explanation at the moment, but...

"There shouldn't be this boss in the map of the'Organization City' that other players queued to, right?"

Although it is known that some NPCs in "War Paradise" will resist the GM, what Lin Chi is more concerned about now is the randomness of this game.

——If the unnamed condemned person really ran over from another map and was caught by the executive officer before he became a boss. In other ongoing games that use the "Organization City" map, there shouldn't be this BOSS.

If this is the case, the events and NPCs that occur in each ongoing game in "War Paradise" should be random, and even the BOSS may change.

In other words, this game should be unprecedented, all data is a "true random sandbox game" with random calculations!

So here comes the question:

At this moment, at least hundreds of thousands of games are being played all over the world at the same time. If all the data in these game maps are random, the amount of computation and storage space required would be too scary.

——Even the most powerful supercomputer today, coupled with a huge server covering an area of ​​15 square kilometers, cannot withstand such a huge amount of data!

How did this weird game work?

After thinking for a while, but couldn't think of any reliable answer, a sleepiness surged into my heart, dragging Lin Chi into a dreamless sleep.

...

At the same time, in another city on the other side of the river, an organization similar to the "Brotherhood" had just been established.

Unlike the Brotherhood, this organization does not rely on the spontaneous support of its members, but maintains absolute stability through another simple but effective method.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

In the gloomy sewer, a bald man with five fingers cut off, struggling constantly on the dirty and damp ground, but could not even stand up, he could only watch desperately as he was spraying blood On his right hand, the expression on his face was full of horror.

Seeing this man's tragic situation, dozens of brawny men standing behind were so frightened that they did not dare to speak.

Although these big men were all wearing heavy armor and carrying various heavy weapons, they looked like timid lambs when facing the slender figure in the gray cloak in front of them, and they all stood far away.

"I said, who still has an opinion on my command?" A kind smile appeared on the scarred face under the cloak and hood: "You can put forward any comments, I'm very kind... Stop yelling! "

Bloodblade talked about using the metal boots with a blade on the heel, and stepped heavily on the back of the bald man:

"We are in a meeting, can you be quiet?"

"Boss, he's dying..." a soldier cowered.

"So what?" Bloodblade smiled, and suddenly lowered his voice: "Do you want to replace him?"

As soon as he said this, the brawny man immediately closed his mouth with interest, and stood behind the crowd not daring to speak.

"You should know why I want to punish him." Bloodblade looked down at the screaming bald man, and said to his other subordinates: "This idiot is in battle, there is still time to help the kids on the street..."

"Only the cruelest person can reach the top. My army doesn't need any kindness. All you have to do is to kill people. It's easy, right?"

"Yes, leader." The soldiers nodded and said yes.

"That's the truth..." Bloodblade nodded in satisfaction, pulled out the halberd behind him with his right hand, and cut off the bald man's head with a hand, and roared, "Be quiet!"

Even if they saw their comrades being killed, none of the **** soldiers in the sewer dared to speak out, but quietly stepped back a few steps later and was ready to escape.

Then, they heard the terrifying leader and gave the last order of the day:

"Disband."

Hearing this, several soldiers stepped forward and were about to help their comrades collect the bodies as usual, but saw that the blood blade had been in front of them:

"Leave him here, I like to see the rotting corpse."

"Yes..." The soldiers nodded immediately.

Seeing the appearance of his subordinates, the blood blade smiled contemptuously and turned away without hesitation.

——The army has been formed, and tomorrow is the time to do it.