Chapter 240: Game Pool

Three days later.

[System Alert: Player Mu Sicheng has passed the game "Urban Fantasy"]

[System Alert: Player Mu Sicheng has obtained the qualification for league registration]

Mu Sicheng glides along on an invisible rope amidst the fire and smoke, whistling and quirking on cue.

Deafening fast-paced music was playing in his headphones, and Mu Sicheng's pleased expression had an eerie ferocity to it as the firelight illuminated it.

[OK.]

The moment Mu Sicheng's small TV went out, a new poster popped up at the very end of the system's league registration, on the poster was Mu Sicheng with one arm in a monkey's paw, his eyes out of focus, a fierce and evil expression on his face, and in the background was a train that was about to explode - this was the scene in the last train of the explosion where Mu Sicheng was stabbed by Bai Liu to the point that his spiritual value exploded. This is the scene when Mu Sicheng is stabbed by Bai Liu in the last train.

In front of Mu Sicheng's small television stands a man gazing up at it, the butterfly on his shoulder fluttering its wings imperceptibly, and the breeze blowing his shoulder-length hair.

Mu Sicheng on the small TV proudly announced to Bai Liu: "The registration is successful, just wait for the league we win to the end!"

Armand dropped his eyes, his long eyelashes casting dense shadows on his face, and he turned away, a very light smile on his face.

-- Mu Sicheng, whatever game you want to play this time--

I'll be all over it like I was before.

In our last life, we won and lost in a game that ended in half and half, in the same place.

It's not that simple for you to win over me.

Third on the Nightmare Rising Stars list behind Armand is a player wearing an ugly, self-painted clown mask, who laughs shrilly and sweeps a half-meter long toy flare gun indiscriminately at the monsters and players in front of him, splattering his mask with mincemeat and blood.

The audience was shocked and speechless for a long time in front of his little TV.

"Okay, scary, is this guy crazy? I remember he's still a newbie, right? How come he's so desperate to play the game, this is the seventh time I've seen him on the Rising Stars list in the past two days, doesn't he sleep?"

"...... I also saw someone from the Ka Bala guild come into the game yesterday to recruit him, but he killed him outright ......"

"It's the Ka Bala guild that's rounding him up today, isn't it? Man, all killed by him ......"

"What kind of skill is this? With one shot, Ka Bala Guild's reserve team members don't even have the ability to fight back, he's a newcomer ah, how can the skill damage value not be high enough to be above 10,000 values right ......"

Daniel came out of the entrance to the landing covered in blood.

The players around him backed away from him in horror - this guy was the only player who had just survived that game.

It's not that the game has a low pass rate, it's that this guy killed all the other players! Almost beaten to a pulp!

But Daniel is oblivious to the shunning of others.

Ever since the first time he logged out of a game like that, he'd fallen in love with the feeling of being submerged in warm blood when he logged out - it made Daniel feel as if he'd lived before that.

Live before you meet Bai Liu, before your dreams turn into nightmares.

Daniel casually crushed and threw away the blood-stained, disposable homemade mask on his face, and turned around; before him stood a man silently, the left half of his face hidden under a sheet of metallic armor, his eyes fixed on Daniel - obviously coming for him.

If this was a game, Daniel would most likely have pulled out a gun and killed him by this point, but this was a game lobby, and Daniel walked past the man as if he hadn't seen him, but the man pulled him back with very little eye contact.

"Do you want to join my guild." The man said.

"The last person to talk to me like that." Daniel The corners of his mouth widened exaggeratedly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "It's turned into a blood stain on my mask."

Unperturbed, the man grunted in disbelief, "If I said I could get Bai Liu to take you on, would you be willing to work for me?"

Daniel confronted the man for a moment and finally asked, "What's the name of your guild?"

The man seemed to anticipate Daniel's compromise, "The Sixth Guild, the Deer Hunters."

"I don't work with people who don't show their true colors." Daniel swept the mask off his face and demanded nastily, "After you remove the mask, I'll see if you're in a position to talk about working with me, you coward with a hidden head."

"I thought you yourself might prefer your own kind in masks, after all, there is no monster more afraid to face up to the meaning of his existence than you, Daniel."

The man was not offended by Daniel's words, but instead mocked back meanly, slowly removing his armor from his hand and looking at him with a single, eagle-like, dimly lit right eye, the left eye under the mask an empty black hole that made one's scalp tingle at the sight of it.

"Cen Buming, 6th Guildmaster."

......

Six days later.

[System alert: Player Bai Liu Mu Ke passed the game "Daughter of the Mud Puddle"]

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu Mu Ke has obtained the qualification to register for the league]

[System Tip: The Wandering Circus team has gathered five basic players and has officially entered the league screening process, we hope you will achieve good results in the league ......]

Tang Er hit looked around at everyone and nodded, "That's fine, the basic panel values have all been raised to over eight thousand, enter the game pool."

The closed doors of the play pool slowly opened outward, casting colorful screen light on everyone's faces.

The moment the gate closed, the first spot on the Nightmare Rising Stars list in the small TV area turned into Daniel's face in a clown mask as he grinned cheekily, "I'm going to play in the league guys, please support me more."

He bowed courteously, raising one hand one way and raising it high in a very standard performance curtain call salute, looking up slightly to reveal a pair of clean, clear, apple-green eyes that curved up in a smile:

"Or I'll take my chances and kill the viewers who don't support me."

At the same time, the Deer Hunter's Guild put out an announcement - [The first player on this Rising Stars list is one of our guild's official team members for this year].

In the real world, the headquarters of the Heresy Handling Bureau.

Cen Buming walks past the unused office Tang Er hit in his uniform, turning sideways, his eyes swiveling as he looks around the empty office, his eyes eventually settling on the gun on the desk, remaining silent for a few seconds before snorting derisively:

"Is it the hunter's destiny to be forsaken by the prophet?"

"Whether it's the first generation or the second, the result is to become a monster to be observed - it's ...... really pathetic."

When he finished speaking, he narrowed his brows and closed the door of the house by hooking it with his toes, looking obscure and uncertain as he walked away without looking back.

This office used to be the office of the Prophet, the leader of the first detachment, and then it became Tang Er typing office, with the top-secret dossier, which only the Prophet could detect, on the desktop, next to the see-through monocle used to access the top-secret dossier.

Apparently Tang Er was ready to use the monocle to peer beyond the sealed top secret dossier bags before he left, but in the end he couldn't get past his own heart and stopped or didn't look into it.

At that moment the monocle on the desktop was driven by the wind to flip over, face up over a certain dossier, and the title of the contents of the dossier could be clearly seen through the convex lenses--

-- [Heresy No. 0009]

[Heretic Name: Cen Buming, Generation Hunter]

[...... former vice captain of the first detachment, with the 0006th world line began to take over the prophet authority, the implementation of the hunter mission, with the 0317th world line of the spirit of complete downgrading, the first riot, the abolition of the hunter position, outlawed the prophet authority, the second detachment to the captain of the second detachment, will be transferred to the captain of the third detachment, that is, second-generation hunter Tang Er fights ......]

[...... to the current world line for the time being there is no intention to hurt people, there is a tendency to recover, stay in the job under observation ......]

Inside the game pool.

This area was completely different from the small TV outside, with only a huge screen projected on the ground, like a huge pool, with an embankment about half a meter high around the edge of the "pool".

The entire play pool area is shrouded in a strange psychedelic gloom of shadowy, colored light - giving the impression of an underground dance hall from the 1980s.

The colorful ground screen was a dazzling display of countless game covers floating and spinning rapidly, like a mass of carp bobbing in a pond.

Every now and then a player jumps in or out of it, and the scene is fantastic.

"The light here ...... is so shaky ......" Mu Ke didn't take long to start rubbing his eyes, "I get dizzy after looking at it for a long time. "

"That's for sure." Liu Jiayi spread her hands, "The light in the game pool has the effect of lowering the spirit value, which is also a part of boosting strength."

Mu Sicheng glanced at Liu Jiayi, "Isn't this your first time here as well? Why do you feel so skillful here."

Liu Jiayi paused delicately, "Before Heart let me use her skill cards to become her in order to train me more safely, and mixed into the play pool to train me - the game training here is much more intense, and I spend most of my time inside the play pool. "

"No wonder I don't see you on the list much outside." Mu Sicheng clapped his hands in realization, "So you're in here - I thought you died in some game and didn't show up for so long."

Liu Jiayi: "......"

Never mind, this stupid fool can't talk without thinking, she put up with it.

Bai Liu stood next to the huge floor screen and pondered, "These fast-flowing game posters are part of the training, aren't they? A test of dynamic vision and information intake ability?"

Tang Er typed in an answer to Bai Liu's question, "Yes, picking the right game is quite important for newbie teams like us, because some strong big guilds fix certain games for training, for us, we have to avoid those games, or we will bump into them at the beginning... ..."

Before he could say anything, a large number of players suddenly emerged from the game pool to log out together.

It wasn't uncommon to have players logging out, but these players were crawling out as if they had encountered a ghost, their faces full of terror, cursing and screaming miserably as they did so:

"Holy shit what kind of luck is this? Picking a game at random and stepping on lightning!"

"Damn lucky I ran fast or I would have been killed by a whip!"

"Hasn't the Killer Sequence been fixed to train in the Snow Domain replica recently! Why did you suddenly come to the Ice Age Replica today!"

Bai Liu raised an eyebrow at the players, who were soaked to the skin and jumping out of the game pool with a roll, and picked up on what Tang Er had typed, "--that's how it's going to be isn't it?"

Between words, the edge of the game pool stretched out a brightly boned, snow-white slender hand holding the edge, force down a support, the person in the pool is like a fish out of the water, long upper body out of the surface of the pool.

The man wore a simple black top and a pair of very loose fitting work pants with many pockets underneath, and in his other hand he held a long black whip trailing on the ground.

He was soaked to the skin, dripping from the ends of his hair that covered his eyes to the tightened legs of his pants - as the player who had just escaped had said, he should have just come out of a copy of an ice field, radiating outwardly a temperature so frigid that no one dared to approach it easily.

The man stepped on the edge of the pool with one leg curled up, and with one hand, he easily leapt out and stood firmly in front of Bai Liu.

He only gave Bai Liu a superficial glance, as if he were one of the dozens of other strange players he'd scared out of the game pool, and didn't give Bai Liu another look as he brushed past Bai Liu's shoulder and walked forward.

At the moment of passing by, Bai Liu suddenly reached out and clutched his wrist, which was so cold that there was not even a trace of warmth.