Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2382: Strengthening the abilities of the 8 heads

Chapter 2388 Batou De’s Ability Strengthening

...What happened?

Batu De stood on the grass, motionless, listening to his confused thoughts, which echoed in the blank.

The system that has been firmly controlling him in the [real game] is as if it has never existed; his field of vision is clean, the game interface is gone, the system can no longer speak, and there is only a whisper in his ears. Light wind.

He really wanted to turn his head and take a look at the person who just walked out from behind him.

But Batou De's body realized the gap and fear before him. At this moment, even the blood seemed to have stopped. His heart was tightly shrunk in his sternum, and he did not dare to make a sound. Even turning his eyes was shocking. Afraid of breaking the suffocating calm of the moment.

That person standing under the dark night is Fu Xilao?

...the mission NPC in the new stage?

When this sentence emerged from Badou De's heart, even he suddenly felt ridiculous - NPC? impossible.

In addition to creating NPCs, [Realistic Games] can also affect real people, allowing them to "part-time" as game characters, play the same role as game characters, and interact with themselves... However, Batou De knows very well , I am afraid that there is no item in the world that has the power to influence the figure not far away from you.

He understood why Lou Qin told him to take care of himself.

The man let go and threw something on the grass; it wasn't like he was showing it to him, but it seemed like he was too lazy to put it away and didn't want to hold it anymore. It seemed that he had been impatience and bored before. I lost countless things one by one.

In the dim moonlight, a doll emerged from the grass with half a frozen smile.

Batu De is very familiar with this face; it is exactly what he looks like when he greets NPCs in the game.

While he was unconscious, his whole body began to tremble slightly.

"Your broadcasting ability," Fusiro seemed not to notice his fear at all, and said softly: "Take me as your target, try it first... Well, you can say anything."

His attitude is very natural, as if since he has given orders, then of course the world will obey - because this is how the rules have always worked.

Batu De opened his mouth slightly. "You...what did you do?"

As if a little surprised, Fusiro said "Huh?" from his nose.

"My goal... My goal has not been completed yet. I still have one task left to do..."

"Oh." Fu Xiluo was silent for a few seconds after one syllable.

He was still standing in the dark night where he could not see clearly from the corner of his eye, feeling that all this was troublesome, and sighed hoarsely.

"What goal?" he asked very tiredly.

"Residents of Fanjia City," Batou De replied tremblingly, "As long as I complete one more task, all residents of Fanjia City will be free..."

"Residents? Ordinary people?" Fu Xiluo paused and suddenly asked: "Why do you want to save ordinary people?"

Batu De swallowed his saliva. "I grew up in Fanjia City, and Fanjia City gave me everything...everyone in the city is my friend and my family..."

"I understand." Fusiro whispered, "...for you, they are the most important people. That is indeed a very precious thing."

Ba Toude did not expect that he actually seemed to be better at communicating than Lou Qin - Lou Qin was completely on the side of the evolvers. As long as she could save the evolvers from infinite drifting, she never seemed to consider the cost. .

"Yes!" he said urgently, "If I turn it back on, can I still continue?"

Fu Xiluo tilted his head and looked him over.

"You haven't reacted yet?"

Batu De opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"[Realistic Games] are not for you to achieve your goals," Fusiro said, finally taking two steps forward from the shadows and stopping next to the doll in the grass.

The dim moonlight fell on him, like a sigh dyed white from someone's half-dream.

Batu De was stunned for a moment - he did not expect that the powerful shadow in the dark night that seemed to be beyond human beings turned out to be a cold and tired young man when he walked into the moonlight. How reminds me of the frozen peach blossoms on the lakeshore in cold spring.

Fu Xiro didn't even raise his hand, just lowered his eyes, and the doll slowly turned over on its own, rustling, burying its face in the grass, and spreading its back. .

"It doesn't matter what the goal you want to achieve is," Fusiro looked at it and said softly: "The real focus of this item is the 'tasks' that the system asks you to complete. Those tasks are just another What a person manipulates you to do through an object is, in other words, a set of goals that the other person wants to achieve."

Batu De stood there, his head empty for a while, still trying to identify every word he just heard.

"It's really easy for people to be stupid in strange places." Fu Xiluo put his hands in his trouser pockets and sighed again. "However, after all, it is the most important person who has become a hostage...I can understand it."

[Realistic Game] Didn’t he get it by trying every means to defeat his competitors? Didn't he also receive a system reward? His progress, the 1,471 people he rescued... If all of this is someone's way of manipulating him, then - where are the residents of Fanjia City actually?

Batu De suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

The hole created by the squeeze and rupture of space no longer exists; the place where he once did his clock-in tasks every day, and the room where he made broadcasts to the "underground farm", only remain in his memory.

Wait a minute... Fu Xiluo said that the broadcast he sent out was the purpose that others wanted to achieve?

Why do you want to achieve that goal?

Could this mean...could the underground farm be——

At some point, Batou De's body collapsed, with his hands on his knees. No matter how hard he gasped for air, there was still no oxygen flowing into his chest; he felt like vomiting and crying, and he didn't understand why someone would go to such trouble just to tell ordinary people a complete lie.

Whispering all over, Badou De fell to the ground.

"Don't be too sad," Fusiro squatted down in front of him, like a child, wrapping his arms around his knees. "Before I smooth the space, Lou Qin, let me tell you a few words... Only now do I understand her intentions."

Batu De looked at him blankly.

"'I didn't completely deceive you. If you do a good job for Fusilao, I promise you that as long as the underground farm operates for one day, the people of Fanjia City can live a normal life for one day.'"

Fu Xiluo tilted his head, smiled softly, and rolled his eyes.

"Now, can you do as I tell you?"

Judging from Fushiro's combat prowess, he is actually extremely patient with himself... Batou De wiped his face and pressed his legs desperately to prevent his body from feeling like the wind was blowing. The water trembled like waves.

He nodded and asked hoarsely: "...Do you want to start now?"

Fu Xilao responded with a "hmm" from her nose.

While the [Real Game] was still running, Batou De worked hard to complete various tasks for a period of time and accumulated a lot of reward points, but did not exchange them for released residents; the number of released residents also increased accordingly. He stayed on 600/6305 for several days - but his choice was correct, or, at the time, it seemed correct.

All the reward points accumulated by Badou De were exchanged for a special item: [Ability Polishing Agent].

The funny thing is that the [Ability Polishing Agent] itself also needs to be polished repeatedly; but the game system only charged him a little extra price and handed the completed body [Ability Polishing Agent] to him...

Now that I think about it, of course. [Realistic Game] The people behind the scenes wish that his abilities would improve so that he could do things better for them.

Since using [Ability Polishing Agent], even though the number of released residents has continued to increase rapidly, Batou De will occasionally feel faintly wary and shocked by the new aspects of his abilities.

He took a deep breath, trying to forget the shadow-like fear cast by the man opposite him.

"You don't need me. People as powerful as you have so many means, abilities, and resources that they can't be used up... If you think about it carefully, you find that you don't need me. Are you going to send me back again? Go to the underground farm...right?"

Fu Xilao sat on the grass, folding his hands, looking stunned and silent.

"IndoMTL.com can persuade whomever you want, and the effect will be direct and strong..."

At this point, Batou De's voice trembled, but fortunately it did not affect the performance of his abilities - Fusiro was already immersed in his broadcast, and several silver **** were flying in the night sky above the two of them. inside and rotate gently.

"So, you want to send me back."

I don’t know how long it took, Fu Xiro finally blinked.

"I know," he said in a nasal voice, like a child.

Batu De suddenly felt his heartbeat again.

"This level is not enough." Fusiro said thoughtfully, "Now it seems that the only way to make you stronger immediately is to make you a part of me."

I read everyone’s comments in the previous chapter with great interest. The genres you like to read are all diverse, but the commonalities are obvious. As expected, people who watch Doomsday don’t really want to read romance novels! I also find many genres very interesting and want to watch them. It feels like we are all eating from the same pot. But I’m really not good at ancient style writing. Now that I’m 18, my mood has changed and I can’t write anymore. It’s like I’m wearing small shoes...

(End of this chapter)