After I became the infinite flow boss

The Supreme Heaven of the Void Realm, System 001, who had returned from a serious injury, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you catch up..."

"You actually succeeded. What is the current situation of the 'Right Foot of the Lord God'?"

"He stopped."

System 001 didn't want to review what had just happened. In short, it was terrifying. She exhausted her mental energy and calculated tens of millions of times. She only found a way to persuade the "Right Foot of the Lord God". They were powerful and could see through all thoughts. It was almost like seeking death to conceal in front of them, so she had to weave a misleading statement with facts.

However, even if she thought of a statement, they might not listen. Before that, she had to find a way to get close to this huge black snake.

"It took a lot of effort to stabilize Him temporarily, but He is still □□. Now there are internal and external troubles. We... must find a way to promote the next copy." System 001 looked worried. "Right foot" is a problem, but the problem is not just "right foot". In this chaos, the system has lost the position of all other "props of the main god". At present, we can only know that except for "right foot", other props have been scattered to other planes.

The repulsion between power and power is too strong. Those who awaken first will exclude those who have not awakened yet, and they don't like each other. This time, the right foot should have accidentally knocked away other props, but if you really want to say it, it is hard to say whether He did it on purpose.

Just like human brothers and sisters who quarrel, the left pupil also rejected "liver" and "left arm" at the beginning.

"What did you promise to 'right foot'?" The mechanical Dharma image got straight to the point and asked the topic.

System 001 paused, cold sweat dripping down her face, "Promised... what they wanted most..."

The mechanical Dharma was silent, and the entire system world returned to silence, as if they were all calculating the fate that System 001 was about to face.

"We... are just creatures, without souls, just a string of data, born with a mission, and our value is to achieve the mission."

System 001 seemed to be comforting herself. After saying this to her compatriots, she put away the confusion and fear in her heart, as if she was more determined about her mission.

After listening to this, the expressions of the systems became more solemn.

"What is the situation in other planes?" System 001 asked.

"The Dark Church suddenly took action and dominated many planes. One third of them have completely fallen. Most of the planes they did not take action on were planes that had a deep causal relationship with them, and planes that were originally extremely far away and closed, such as plane number 49."

"Are they crazy?" A system couldn't help but speak, "Overwriting the timeline... is not something that humans can think of."

"They have been waiting in the Ark before, the problem is..." System 001 retorted, "The fuse was another organization. If that organization hadn't angered them, it wouldn't have happened..."

The mission of the system is to maintain order. Things beyond this are beyond their mission scope. They cannot intervene in disputes between humans.

After a few minutes of silence, a voice broke the deadlock.

"Push the next copy as soon as possible." The mechanical Dharma said.

Otherwise, "The Right Foot of the Lord God" will make trouble again.

·

Five minutes later, System 001 sent Bei Heng information about the next copy.

Holy-level copy: [Deep Sea Prisoner]

Number of participants: 100-3000

Recommended professions: Fortune Teller, Listener, Broad-sighted, Assassin

Recommended skills: Listening, Precognition, Super Intuition, Super Speed, Fearlessness, Calmness

System 001 added, "Hello, this copy is the "Lord God's Right Foot" Domination Copy, please pay special attention"

"The "Lord God's Right Foot" and "Lord God's Left Eye" are almost the same, both awakened, the copy may be assimilated by His power, there is a risk of blocking your memory, you may not be able to use the "Lord God's Props" normally, I hope you prepare in advance. The copy system will be repaired tomorrow, then, I hope you can reach the copy as soon as possible, the longer the time, the more serious the assimilation of the copy"

"What's wrong with you." Bei Heng immediately exposed the lack of confidence in System 001's words.

In fact, after obtaining the left pupil, Bei Heng knew that he didn't have to worry about the infinite system anymore, because they could check and balance the infinite system.

"What do you mean?"

"You guys did the plane repair, right?"

"...Yes, that's our mission"

"Just asking, I know about the dungeon."

"Thank you"

System 001 disappeared.

After learning some soul operations, Bei Heng's eyesight improved a lot, and he could see the thoughts of things.

"The dungeon [Deep Sea Prisoner], I remember it was very troublesome, it was the type of dungeon boss that could only come out to kill players in the final stage of the game, it was a type of escape game."

Bei Heng recalled the live broadcast of [Deep Sea Prisoner] he had watched before, and remembered that the dungeon boss was described like this, [Deep Sea Evil Spirit], [Ghost of the Phantom White Nightmare].

He was summoned by humans, and his spirit appeared in that coastal city, causing serious filth and the death of a large number of human NPCs. Humans summoned the God Speakers around the world and tried every means to eliminate Him, but it was easier to invite a god than to send him away. All the God Speakers sacrificed their lives, and then used tens of millions of black livestock as sacrifices, and finally sealed Him under the deep sea. He also cursed humanity and dragged them into his dream, playing the game endlessly.

The player's task is to crack his game, then find him and destroy him.

If it had been before, Bei Heng might have had a little headache with the rules of the game, because unlike the previous three dungeons, according to the rules, as the dungeon boss, he could hardly intervene in the first half, and could only let the players pass the level, and wait until the players finished the level. , only after triggering the awakening mechanism of the dungeon boss can he wake up and start dealing with players.

This timing is too different, very passive, and easy to get into trouble. In addition, there is no guarantee that the "right foot" will be as docile as the "left pupil", everything is unknown.

It can be inferred from what System 001 just said that the Infinite System should have been dealing with the "right foot" matter before.

"Do you know what's going on with the 'right foot'?" Bei Heng asked them around him.

Nuomi Tuan tilted his head, probably because he didn't know.

The blue butterfly flapped its wings vigorously, as if it didn't like its "right foot".

The left pupil showed even more repulsion. He frowned and his eyes were cold, as if to express his incompatibility with the right pupil.

"It seems that the situation of 'Right Foot' is a bit special."

Bei Heng thought for a while, then put the matter aside temporarily and observed the situation on the plane.

Although most of the ghosts disappeared, the strongest group remained. Self-disciplined monsters such as ghost mages, ghost warriors, and ghost giants are still there, and they become stronger by devouring players.

A group of ghosts were wreaking havoc in the headquarters of the big union. The Olympus Union was the first to be defeated. The players were defeated like a mountain. Players who lost the command center did not know where to run and had to go their own way.

The Twilight Guild was slightly better. Their president's strength and resourcefulness were beyond ordinary people. Under such circumstances, he still thought of a way to escape. He sacrificed a large number of god-level props to break the ghost mage's spatial confinement, and a group of people escaped.

This is tantamount to a disaster for the player union. They underestimated the power of doctors, which led to this series of tragic defeats. Of course, in the final analysis, they are still too weak.

"No matter what, I'm going to run away. This is impossible to fight!"

"Why don't the masters from Jeno's union come to help us? We can't stop it!"

"You think you are idle? Just come here! I am a master at solving the source of a disaster and then leaving!"

"Fuck, do you need to bully me like this? I also want to ask for help."

At this point, the complete collapse of the big trade unions seems to be a foregone conclusion.

At the same time, the trend of the forum changed drastically.

"Ah ah ah, let me just say it, their big trade union just can't do it, our plane can't go on like this anymore."

"One outsider can kill us. If a few more come, our plane will be slaughtered!"

"Help, I remembered that I met an outsider player in the dungeon before who said that their plane was squeezed to death by other planes because they were too weak. They had to do hard labor every day and fight in the dungeon to pay tribute items. Damn it, I just found out today that what they said is true. It's possible"

“Damn it, it’s real or fake”

"But I also have experts here. Didn't the expert from the Jeno Union deal with the outsiders?"

"It's hard to beat four hands with one punch. Although the masters are powerful, we are weak, and the masters don't care. It's good enough that people are willing to help us. Otherwise, the masters can just watch until the end."

"It's over. The more you talk, the more scared I get. Why are we all infinite players hurting each other? Isn't the virtual world our common home!"

A joke, of course not!

In a tavern in a certain city, a veteran player couldn't help but get angry.

"What do you know! A bunch of idiots who don't even know about the [Human Trial]! Where do you think the virtual world is and what is the plane? The essence of the plane is a copy, but the "game" has not started yet. , you are so naive that you think this is a place for players to live and work in peace and contentment. I told you in advance that once the [Human Trial] starts, you idiots will be the first to die!"

Seeing this angry statement, most forum players were stunned. Someone asked, "So is plane war possible?"

"How is it impossible! Waste!" The veteran players were so stupid by the new era players, "Anyway, you will be dead by then."

After saying that, this veteran player was killed by the assassin sent by the temple.

At present, public opinion guidance is in progress, and the unified union is about to be established. "Veteran players" need to be eliminated as much as possible to prevent them from saying anything that will undermine the plan.

The full-scale assassination was carried out in parallel with the multi-level public opinion manipulation. Although it was incredible, things actually went forward as they thought.

"That outsider really helped us a lot." Mo Sui said with emotion.

After the chaos, everyone in the temple conference room was sweating. For a moment, they didn't know how to deal with it.

Sartre, who was stopped by Mo Sui and did not go to the scene, lost the opportunity to confirm his conjecture, but he had no other ideas. In his opinion, everything God did was reasonable. Maybe he thought wrong. He shook his head and put aside his previous suspicion.

"So the question now is whether we can really create a problem of a unified union." Xu Zhengyi, who rarely speaks, started the topic.

Regarding this issue, Juaner certainly knows the best.

As a result, everyone in the temple turned their attention to Juan'er.

Bei Heng, who was in the study next door, noticed this and turned his attention away.

Juan'er said to everyone: "I don't know what world you all come from. In my world, the 'Internet' is a tool and a means. It is the largest and most imperceptible network in the world, which leads directly to people's cognition. The simpler and more superficial the information, the more likely it is to surface and enter the eyes of most people.”

"Players who are more intelligent will choose information. They have their own information filtering mechanism and will turn a blind eye to things that are too stupid. They are extremely blind. Of course, if their vision is high enough to a certain extent, they will accommodate all information and view reality completely. But we We never have to deal with sober players, we only have to deal with the vast majority of ordinary players.”

"Do people need physical things? No, they don't. They can't get in touch with many people, but they still feel that they are awesome. Why? Because most people say so. There are some things that they have not experienced, but they still feel that they understand them very well. , why? Because I heard many people say this, we create the collective landscape and unified symbol in people's hearts, and then upgrade it again, mystify it, create an absolute spiritual leader, an absolutely powerful support, and then start from the most If things from the upper level start to be extended and implemented, it will theoretically be possible.”

"Of course, during this process, we need to suppress a lot of voices, or let them know that if they speak out, they will die. This plane has been taken over by the enemy, and they don't even know the true appearance of the enemy. They only know how to follow them. Players who also noticed the abnormality died one by one, so if they were rational people, they would choose to shut up and completely give up pursuing the matter in order to save their own lives. "

"We actually won't kill them all, and we can't do it so completely. They will know this, so based on these games, I think it will not be difficult to implement it."

She finished speaking these words in succession, and many intelligence officers listened and understood their missions more deeply.

Everyone in the temple conference room nodded, both those who understood and those who didn't.

Mo Sui was silent for a while and looked at Juan'er with admiration. How should I put it? He really didn't think that Juan'er would be such a cooperative person before. Maybe it was because she had too much dark history. From time to time, he would feel that Juan'er was here. He was an undercover agent or something, and he had an ulterior motive for that person. Now it seems that the motive should be simpler than he thought.

One of the battles is to destroy the collective power of reality and break through the big trade unions. The second operation is to occupy the virtual world and control the forum, which is also the player public disk. A two-pronged approach, executed without any surprises, the results can be imagined.

"But, can it really be done in such a short period of time?" Cui Zhenghua is still a little doubtful. His thinking is more player-oriented, and he hasn't turned around for a while. To him, the plan and execution of this game are to be honest. Just like in a dream, he never expected that the plane he lived in before would be acquired by them behind the scenes so quickly. There are tens of millions of players in the plane, how could they be so... so ignorant! ?

Juaner glanced at Cui Zhenghua but said nothing.

Mo Suixian explained: "It is more likely in a short period of time. The terrifying reality that threatens everyone's life, coupled with the guidance of public opinion, has actually constructed a 'thinking suspension bridge' on a forum-wide scale. The more nervous and fearful people are, the physiological The more dopamine they will secrete, the more they will have feelings of 'love', 'admiration' and so on. Once someone really caters to their thoughts and an existence appears that can save them, they will not be able to help but worship them."

"Thinking...suspension bridge?" Jacks was stunned for a moment.

"It's not surprising. This is probably something that belongs to human instinct. Even if I know this principle, if I really encountered this scene, I would probably instinctively think this way." Mo Sui said thoughtfully.

"Do you really know how to do it?" Bai Bian, an old acquaintance, asked Mo Sui. In his opinion, it was unlikely that a rational person like Mo Sui would have such irrational instincts, especially since he knew such a principle.

Mo Sui nodded and said: "Why not? I am a human being. Emotions cannot be controlled and rationality cannot suppress them."

Although it was a meaningless chat, other people in the temple felt convinced when they heard Mo Sui say this himself. When they looked back and reflected on their past, they found that there were actually similar situations, but they didn't pay much attention to them.

In fact, if they thought deeper, they might find that they were currently standing on a suspension bridge.

So, from the perspective of an ordinary Sanwan, his thoughts are really as designed by Juan'er.

Bei Heng turned his head and glanced at the plane. He used the special effect of his left eye to immediately lock onto a player and saw the player's entire mental journey from morning to now.

In the morning, the player heard about the attacks by outsiders on the edge continent and felt uneasy, so he moved to a relatively underdeveloped metropolis, temporarily stayed in a hotel there, and then started browsing the forum, thinking of waiting until the situation calmed down. Going out for a walk again, the dungeon system is closed now anyway, so as long as he doesn't fight, he will have nothing to do.

However, the more he browsed the forum, the more he realized that things seemed to be getting worse. He read a large number of records of the major trade unions' evil deeds, and became so angry that he sent hundreds of posts criticizing Olympus within a few minutes. Then, when he saw the establishment of a unified union, he initially thought it was unrealistic. Do players really need such a union? Besides, can players really be unified?

However, he really wanted to know what the "Lord's props" looked like, so even though he thought it was unrealistic, he still voted for it. A free union without constraints actually sounded good and fresh.

Not long after, the big event of the invasion of outsiders directly swept the screen, and he was shocked. First, his scalp tingled, and then his hair stood on end. Seeing the increasing threat theory on the forum, he was terrified and his heart sank.

He knew that as ordinary casual players, once a chaos occurred between the planes, the first to bear the brunt would be these weak players. If they died, they would really die.

In particular, the more he watched the performance of the outsiders, the more afraid he was. Do such strong players really exist? Players from the outer planes are too outrageous! If two of them came at once, wouldn't they kneel directly without even fighting?

At that time, when he saw that Olympus, Dusk and the Round Table were helpless against the outsiders, he was really going crazy, as if he felt the same way, his whole body was shaking, and he was muttering something like "It's over".

Even though the disaster hadn't happened to him yet, he already had an expression of the end of the world.

He stared at the forum interface, hoping that things would turn around, and then the black-robed man appeared and easily killed the outsider.

Take an enemy that the power of the plane couldn't deal with, and this person solved it in a blink of an eye! It was an unimaginable contrast. He seemed to have encountered an intelligence bombardment in his brain, and the previously blocked thoughts suddenly became clear.

"Yes, the Grand Unified Union should exist! That person should be the leader of the Grand Unified Union!"

He yelled wildly in the hotel, scaring many neighbors.

After reading his mental journey, Bei Heng was silent for a while, reserved his opinion first, and then looked at other players.

After reading the thoughts of dozens of players of different identities and professions, Bei Heng's eyes changed, showing surprise, confusion, and a bit of incredulity. He sat down in the study with a chair because he saw too many incredible things.

"What are they... thinking?" How could it be more exaggerated than what Juan'er said.