I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 196 195. Hot new projects

"Oh wow wow!"

"Wha~~~~~~~~"

The red bird cannonball let out a series of iconic screams, flew out, drew a standard parabola, and hit a cartoon zombie on the head.

The Magic Bullet Hunter stopped watching because it was meaningless. The new guy who didn't even get a code name was just a waste of hard-earned points.

But then, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamation behind him, and then the sound of firecrackers.

Looking back, the newlyweds with no name were already bathed in the congratulations of flower petals and ribbons. There was also a slender ribbon flying in the wind with the words '1st' written on it.

This means that the Difficulty 6 record that Magic Bullet Hunter has been pursuing has been taken away...

The cartoon zombies on the ground all showed a strange twisted posture, and were cut in half precisely from the middle of the forehead, symmetrically on the left and right, showing an extremely clever method.

"How...how is this possible?"

The Magic Bullet Hunter couldn't help but say, thinking of something, and quickly turned to look at the record board on the other side, where the ranking of players with precious points was written, which are the so-called 'Hall of Fame' players.

The magic bullet hunter clearly saw that one player's ranking had risen a lot, from a hundred away to 99th.

And that guy’s codename…

New?

Sure enough it was him!

At this time, many people nearby noticed the changes in the standings and exclaimed:

"What?! This guy who doesn't even have a code name is the 'cute rookie' from before?"

"How could it be him? Didn't everyone say that he was admitted to a mental hospital or the Holy Inquisition? Why did he suddenly appear again? Are the previous speculations all wild guesses?"

"And as soon as he appeared, he snatched the record of difficulty 6. This... I started to feel sorry for the boss of the Magic Bullet Hunter..."

"The records for difficulty 6 and 7 are gone, and the previous ones with lower difficulty have been snatched away by earlier players. If it is for precious points, there is no need to continue this project. It is better to play new games. Project, I heard that there are no records there yet.”

"I don't want to go, I'm not interested in precious points. I come here every day to earn some ordinary points, which is equivalent to playing bowling and golf. I just need to exercise and relax my nerves. I don't want to fight with others."

"No, what are you talking about? Doesn't anyone care why the code name of the new boss is not displayed? Did you all see it just now? There is only difficulty on his wooden sign, but no code name?"

Some people were chatting away, and some people were more mobile and had already moved closer to Lloyd, wanting to have a conversation.

The fastest one among them said in a hurry before he could stand firm:

"Hello, boss, can we chat? I run an association in the City of Illusion and would like to discuss some cooperation matters with you."

As for the Magic Bullet Hunter who was closest to the 'Meng Xin', his actions were more direct. He moved a few steps sideways and stopped in front of Lloyd who was about to leave.

Then he took a few hard breaths, as if trying to calm down the anger in his heart, and then asked as calmly as possible:

"Why... did you choose difficulty level 6?"

He actually wanted to roar and tell the other party how much effort he had put in, how much time and points he had wasted, and how much mental pollution he had endured for this difficulty level 6 record.

If there weren't too many people present, he would have to maintain the necessary restraint and not be too rude. He would even grab the opponent by the collar and ask him why he wanted to take away the record he had worked so hard for so long.

But the other party's answer was something the Magic Bullet Hunter had never expected:

"Because there is no difficulty level 8."

The Magic Bullet Hunter suddenly froze on the spot, dumbfounded, as if petrified, letting the 'bastard' who stole his record pass him by, and then quickly walked towards the entrance.

After a while, the magic bullet hunter came back to his senses and sat softly on the ground.

This 'cute newcomer', just like last time, gave up the opportunity to be in the limelight and didn't want to communicate with other people. He just came and left casually and took away what he had been searching for so casually. records...

Just like a college student who casually solved a kindergarten puzzle, he will naturally not care about the praise and praise of the children.

Is the gap between me and him so big?

He didn't care at all about the record I was pursuing so hard, and just because there was no higher difficulty, he took away my goal...

Haha, I actually once dreamed of catching up with him...

The Magic Bullet Hunter just sat on the ground, laughing at himself in his heart. Even though his face was covered with mosaics, he could feel decadence emanating from his whole body.

Until a few familiar 'friends' came to him and asked with concern:

"Boss, are you okay? Sigh...that 'cute newcomer' is so disgusting. He just stole your record like this."

"Boss, you won't stop playing here anymore, right?"

"Isn't that true? Although the precious points are gone, the ordinary points are still there. Isn't it good to come here and play twice a day to relax and earn some points?"

While talking, several people helped the magic bullet hunter up from the ground.

Then I heard the magic bullet hunter say in an unheard of sincerity:

"Thank you, thank you."

He patted several people on the shoulders, nodded, indicating that he was fine, and then he let out a long breath and walked towards the exit.

After he walked away, the few people began to whisper:

"Uh... the boss seemed to say thank you to us just now? Did I hear it right?"

"It seems so. I have known him for so long, but this is the first time I heard him say the word 'thank you'..."

"But he usually... although he behaves very politely, he is actually very distant from everyone. He is very cold and doesn't get close to anyone. He even rarely talks to people."

"It seems that he lost this time and suffered a heavy blow. He has changed completely... But then again, that 'newbie' is really good. If his skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to complain about."

"Yes, even the saints don't know how many strong people there are in this world. The bosses and strong people in our eyes may just be small shrimps in the eyes of others?"

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In fact, Lloyd really didn't want to steal anyone's record. As he said before, just because there is no 'difficulty 8', he can only reluctantly accept the precious points of difficulty 6.

Competitive games are like this. If you can't afford to lose, you can only stop playing.

Besides, he said "sorry", which was considered to be the most righteous he could do.

And those who wanted to chat could only say "sorry" in the same way. He came here to retrieve the goods today, not to play.

As for not showing the code name, it was a "privilege" that he noticed after he walked onto the fairway and touched the control crystal ball-

Under a series of scene and difficulty options, there was an option asking him "whether to hide the code name".

Lloyd tried it, and the effect was okay, but I don't know if this is a benefit he gets from being in the "Hall of Fame"? Or is it a privilege obtained because he was mistakenly believed to be "able to touch the great existence"?

Coincidentally, the waiter was smiling and approaching him to congratulate him, so Lloyd took the opportunity to ask about the "hidden code name" function.

"Oh~ It seems that you have discovered the surprise I prepared for you? That's great! I have prepared such little surprises for you in many projects, and I look forward to you discovering them one by one."

The waiter explained.

It seems that he has put a lot of effort into getting Lloyd to play more...

Lloyd actually wanted him to translate what "being able to touch the great existence" meant, but the batch of goods had not been found yet, and he was afraid that he would let it slip and make this guy stop helping to retrieve the truck.

So he could only suppress his curiosity and ask about the business:

"I have played a round of the game, how long will it take to retrieve the car?"

"Well... According to my estimation, it should be available when you experience our latest popular gameplay."

The waiter replied.

Lloyd didn't know whether it really took so long or he had to play the new project, but the initiative was obviously in the hands of others, so he could only nod and say:

"Okay, but you should know that I don't like those boring and dangerous projects."

"Of course I know, in fact, I remember every word you said, so please rest assured that this new project will definitely meet your requirements."

After the waiter said this, he stepped aside, revealing a black wooden door behind him.

Lloyd pushed the door open and walked in, and was greeted by a clamor of noise and bustle.

This place looked like the ticket hall of a train station, with rolling and flipping blackboards hanging everywhere, displaying all kinds of information that was not yet understood.

Hundreds and thousands of people gathered around, talking, shouting, and running around, and it really felt like a train station.

What were all these people going to play? Battle of Sand City?

Lloyd was wondering, and the waiter followed him and introduced the gameplay of this game to him.

In short, this is a "racing game" called "Extreme Speed". You just need to drive the car to cross the finish line first, and the rules are very simple.

Players can form groups of two or three and organize competitions on their own; they can also participate in official tournaments to win different points rewards; there are also some betting odds that can be bet with points.

It sounds like a very ordinary racing game, nothing big.

But the point is...

This game has only one rule -

You just need to cross the finish line first.

As for whether to run faster than other opponents or kill all other opponents, you can do whatever you want...