The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 309: Public nightmare
"This fog..."
The child frowned slightly and hesitated.
He still knows.
Everything outside the "civilized circle" of this world has been submerged in the gray mist transformed by the curse. These places are called "no-go areas."
The gray fog in the restricted area is a substantial curse that can be seen by ordinary people's naked eyes.
Curse has the characteristic of flowing from places with high concentration to places with low concentration.
Because ordinary people's souls do not store curses, they can barely live in the gray fog for a while.
But for extraordinary people, this is a poison with no solution. All extraordinary beings who reach the "Bronze Level" and have their souls "corrupted" by curses have the ability to accommodate curses in their souls.
Then as long as the extraordinary person enters the restricted area, he will be forced to inhale a large amount of powerful curse that cannot be digested normally. To use an analogy, it is like throwing a human being into the deep sea. Under the water pressure, sea water pours into all the orifices.
If this door really leads to the restricted area, then it will be for nothing if they enter...
Even if they can escape and resurrect by then, if it is a random portal, they may not even have a way to come back.
At that time, the "wandering children" will really start wandering.
"I have to find a way to test it." The child murmured.
"...But I remember, that should be the gray fog in the restricted area, right?"
Si Anke frowned slightly: "This is white mist..."
If you ignore the dim environment where nothing can be seen in the fog door, it is quite like a fairyland - the white mist is like dry ice at room temperature, filling the entire world in front of you, even the part that should have been the earth can only See cloud-like white mist.
"That's not necessarily true, Kezi."
Citalopram shook his head slightly and made a hoarse voice: "Who knows how gray the fog is? What if the gray level of the fog is inconsistent under different conditions?"
"...Well, what you said makes sense."
“——However, I really don’t think there will be any danger.”
Citalopram said and walked over with interest: "The reason is very simple. The address and password here were given to Annan by Salvatore, and there is no way he could harm Annan.
"And that Jude, he should be from the Black Tower of Zedi. He is definitely not planning to come here to catch us, but most likely to go to the ruins.
"If it's really gray fog outside, wouldn't it be nice to have a soul-stealing wizard come in and grab some people and bring things back?"
Citalopram’s analysis is compelling.
She is more like a captain than a mascot like a child.
And the child did not shy away from this at all.
"...It seems we will have to rely on you in the future.
"If there is anything you can do for me, just mention it. If I can do it, I will do it."
The implication of his words... was that he planned to go in and explore the grass with all his strength.
Anyway, he is used to this kind of operation.
After realizing that Citalopram was better at observing and analyzing than himself, the wandering child immediately transferred power. He even gave Citalopram the power to command himself.
Compared with Jiu'er and the others, the biggest problem with his team is... among these four people, there is only one veteran.
That's the child.
Among these four people, he is the only one who is a first-term player.
Whether it is based on status in reality, seniority in the game, personal level, combat prowess, understanding of the world, or even one's true age... there is no doubt that the person who serves as captain can only be a child.
Children can definitely be said to be dedicated to their responsibilities along the way.
He spends the longest time online and carries the most things on the road. Except for the necessary sleep time, the rest of his time and energy were used to take care of the bodies of the other three people left in this world when they went offline.
This is not just a day of playing games... Not only does he have to cheer up and pay attention to the environment, but he also has to go offline when the crowd is the most crowded and the chat is happiest.
Just like before——
Just like when I played professionally before;
Just like doing experiments in groups when we were in school;
It is also the same as when he collaborates with other anchors.
When my children play Dota, they always play the fifth position, but when they play League of Legends, they play support.
He knows that his talents are limited, and his only advantage is that he has enough patience. Therefore, the tasks he is responsible for are the most boring and the most sacrificial, but someone has to do it... and it is very important.
This is not because he "likes" to play support, but because he thinks it is the most "right".
"My decision is, you all wait here. Let me go in and explore the way."
Citalopram has a slightly hoarse voice formed by long-term smoking, which is very personal.
Although she is only a little older than Si Anke among the four and is still half a student, her tone is unexpectedly mature.
Without any hesitation or hesitation, firm and unquestionable, calm and convincing——
"I am more or less an undead... and I may have something in common with the undead inside. And it is night, when my combat effectiveness and perception are at their strongest, so it is the right choice for me to go in and explore the path. I With the live broadcast on, you can watch it directly from my perspective."
Citalopram stood in front of the fog door and looked back at the other three people.
In other words, looking at the wandering children—their captain.
Correct...?
The child was startled.
"...You convinced me. The perspective of the undead may indeed trigger additional tasks..."
Then he was silent for a while and said seriously: "But I still plan to go in with you.
"This is not my stubbornness - you listen to me. The biggest difference between me and the three of you is that as an old player... I have the privilege of resurrection.
"You are new, you may not know... Live broadcast is not omnipotent. For example, certain areas in the nightmare will isolate the signal from the live broadcast room. Those are usually the areas with the strongest curse... And look at this White fog. I am basically certain that the live broadcast signal will be cut off.
"It's just like the situation over at Lao Goose. Annan's detachment has its own meaning... You are the only player among us who can become a ghost. Dove is the newcomer with the strongest combat effectiveness. Si Dark Carving is The only player among us who can detect wards and traps.
"Only me...my specialty is that my combat power will be enhanced in the jungle. So my position is to **** the three of you in and out. But if there is danger inside, I can also activate the resurrection privilege, and in a short time Infinite resurrection within.
"The meaning of your and Si Anqi's existence lies more within the ruins; while Dove and I are responsible for outside the ruins. So the two of us can die, but you two can't - no problem, Dove Sister Fu?"
"I know."
Dove nodded calmly.
Seeing this scene, the pressure on Si Anqi increased.
Do you want... to protect me?
Damn it!
What's going on, this atmosphere where I'm the only one who can't do it...
He gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "You should be more careful."
"This is our agreement... remember it."
The child thought for a while and then ordered: "You can observe my level through the forum. If after entering the ruins, the live broadcast message is closed and we cannot access the forum, you can come in in ten minutes .
"If it is very dangerous inside and you see that Citalopram and I have each dropped one level or more, don't come in and go offline directly; we will find a place to sleep and force ourselves to go offline. We will call for details after we go offline. Talk. And if we are not dead after ten minutes, you can come in directly. If citalopram dies and I do not, it must mean that we are separated, or I ran away when I saw little danger. It means you can come in.
"Also - if I die within five minutes after entering and only die once, it means that I opened the resurrection privilege after dying once and asked you for help. You come in immediately... remember? ?"
The child said calmly.
Even if it is like a nightmare and the forum cannot be logged in... a warning or a signal for help must be sent.
This is a situation that is absolutely impossible to achieve if Citalopram goes to die alone.
After receiving confirmation from the two people, he held Citalopram's forearm - this was to avoid suspicion between men and women, so he did not grab Citalopram's hand.
On the contrary, Citalopram grabbed his hand with a backhand without any care, and chuckled with an unknown meaning: "Let's set off."
...I always feel like it's a joke.
The child muttered in his heart, but did not say it out loud.
What happened next was indeed not beyond his expectation——
The moment the child stepped into the fog door, his live stream was immediately cut off.
In the endless gray fog, a prompt he had never seen before suddenly appeared in front of the child, and the screen was scrolled down line by line at an extremely fast speed:
[No primary influence detected: Whisper of Grace]
[No primary impact detected: Hymn to Nature]
[High-level influence not detected: Gravity of the Stars]
[No higher-order influence detected: The Fable of the Moth]
【Awakened elements not detected】
【Other Heritage Detected: Jungle Walker】
【Additional judgment in progress...】
[Judgment target: alien creatures, summons, humanoid, human, male]
[Judgment Authority: Apprentice]
[Specimen Storage Library III-251-11 is open for limited time~IndoMTL.com~Number of passes allowed: 1]
【Falling into a public nightmare...the identity has been assumed】
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