Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

"Before leaving, I specifically told the ghost to guard against the possible plot of the weird creator and provide some help to the ghost control organization when necessary."

"I hope this is my illusion... But I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Every time I enter the dungeon, it's a perfect opportunity for them to invade. If I were a writer, I would not let go of such an opportunity. Good opportunity.”

In the darkness, Linn thought secretly in his heart.

When Linn's vision became clear again, he was standing on the street of an old town. The dim sunset reflected on his face. In the distance were tall chimneys and factory buildings, and thick black smoke rose into the sky.

Various stores are open on the street, full of life.

"Ding dong, ding dong!"

A man wearing old-fashioned clothes and riding an old-fashioned bicycle drove past Linn.

There are no cars on the narrow streets, and most people rely on bicycles and two legs to travel.

There are no buildings higher than five floors in the town, making it a relatively backward area.

There was a haze in the sky, as if it were covered with a layer of frosted glass, making it difficult to see clearly. There was also a lingering smell of oil smoke in the air, which was the price paid for industrial development.

everything in front of you.

Lin En once thought that he had returned to the era of the rise of heavy industry in the 90s and [-]s.

Lin En touched her chin and murmured: "It seems that this is where the little snail grew up. I don't know what she looks like now. How can I find her?"

"Generally speaking, dungeons are constructed from the most profound scenes in the ghost's memory. As long as I don't establish contact with Xiaowo, she won't know that she is in the dungeon."

"The key is that I don't know Xiaosnail's real name, and she can't be a snail now. This will be difficult..."

Linn remembered the reminder of the copy.

Dad, Mom, stop looking for snails.

"Looking for the snail. It seems that the little snail is not very old at this time, maybe only seven or eight years old. The key to the copy is also related to the snail..."

Lin En walked aimlessly in the town. He saw the sky gradually getting gloomier, night falling, the street lights on both sides flickering from time to time, and the air becoming turbid and cold.

Not a single pedestrian was seen on the roadside.

Linn suddenly had an ominous premonition. Generally speaking, dungeons would show their horror at night. Maybe something unspeakable would appear here soon!

Just when Linn was on guard.

suddenly!

A cold hand suddenly grabbed him from behind. Lin En immediately turned around and said warily:

"who!"

I saw that the other party was a thin woman with ordinary appearance, mediocre figure.

The woman suddenly grabbed him. She stood at the entrance of the alley, holding a little girl in red in her arms, looking panicked and panting!

"Brother, brother, can you help me? I really have no choice. My child has a high fever. I have to send her to the clinic immediately. I...I really beg you!"

Lin En looked at the little girl in the woman's arms and reached out to touch the little girl's forehead. It was terribly hot!

I saw the little girl in red, about five or six years old, with her eyes closed tightly and sweat on her forehead. She obviously had a high fever and passed out.

Lin En took a closer look and saw that the little girl's appearance was somewhat similar to the face of the woman on Xiao Wu's back!

Eh... Could it be that the dungeon was triggered so quickly? Is she Xiaowo's mother?

Lin En cheered up and said, "No problem, leave her to me. Where is the clinic going?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then handed the little girl in red into Lin En's arms, looking at the little girl with a pair of brown eyes without blinking.

"Over there!" The woman pointed in a direction.

Linn picked up the little girl and headed towards the clinic.

The woman limped quickly and followed Linn.

It turns out that she is a person with limited legs and feet. No wonder she begged me to send her daughter to the clinic.

Lin En felt relieved and sped up his pace by three points.

The stranger's breath, coupled with the bumps along the way, made the little girl resist a little, and she instinctively made a hoarse voice.

"Well...Mom...Mengmeng feels uncomfortable..."

Xiaowo's mother comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay... Mengmeng is good, you'll be at the clinic soon!"

Not long after, Lin En took Mengmeng with a high fever to the clinic for treatment.

Mengmeng’s mother is extremely grateful to Lin En!

"Really, I don't even know what to say. I really met a kind person this time!"

Lin En glanced at Mengmeng, who was lying on the bed and receiving an infusion, and said, "It's okay. I'm a warm-hearted person and like to help others."

After saying that, Lin En touched her nose and asked Xiaowo's mother for information:

"This child is so pitiful. What is her name? Where is her father?"

The woman said: "Oh, this child's surname is Tong, let's call her Mengmeng. Her father works night shift in the factory. I have already called his factory and he will be here right away!"

Tong Mengmeng... Haha, who would have thought that Xiaowo's original name is Tong Mengmeng. This name does not match her personality at all, Lin En thought secretly in her heart.

At this moment, the gravitational thread in Lin En's hand suddenly fluctuated slightly!

Someone pulled the thread twice from behind.

Linn looked back.

"This way, this way!"

At the other end of the corner, Ye Wanqing poked half of her head out, then stretched out her hand, lowered her voice, and greeted herself.

There is a strand of his own hair twirled in the slender jade fingers, and he is pulling it playfully.

Under her head, six witches poked their heads out at the same time. Several of them were like stacking arrogant men, peeking at Linn from the corner.

"Tsk... Did you come so soon? It seems that the Wisdom Witch did it again."

Lin En felt that this copy suddenly became boring.

There is no sense of oppression like challenging a fierce god-level dungeon, dancing on the tip of a knife, and being on the verge of death all the time!

Considering that this was a fierce god-level dungeon, Lin En decided not to have too much contact with Xiaowo and let the process of history develop on its own.

Therefore, Lin En chose to meet with Hong Wedding Yi and others, and then observed secretly.

Lin En said goodbye to Xiaowo: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

The woman repeatedly tried to persuade her to stay, saying she wanted to thank Lin En, but Lin En declined her offer.

After exiting the clinic, Lin En came to his group of ghosts. He was immediately surrounded by his wife and a group of beautiful witches.

Everyone started talking and discussed with Lin En:

"No way, that woman is Xiaowei?"

"Is Xiaowo that old?"

Nali: "No way, is Nali just playing with aunt?"

Wisdom Witch: "I think the intelligence shown by Xiaowo is probably that of an eight or nine-year-old child."

Lin En's head was full of black lines and he explained: "Damn Xiaoshua!"

Ye Wanqing was surprised and said: "No, why do you curse?"

Lin En explained: "I mean, that's Xiaowo's mother. Why did you come so quickly?"

Ye Wanqing's eyes flashed: "Husband, you are really good at predicting things. Before we came, the Shuguang AI created by Caitlin went out of control. Behind this, there are all weird creators at work. The ghosts of destiny have already taken Yama Luo Nu and others there. Challenged."

Linn's eyes turned cold: "Hmph! Sure enough, as soon as I entered the dungeon, I gave these old guys an opportunity to take advantage of, but this time it's time to give Caitlin and the others some growth."

The Wisdom Witch then said: "Since I had the experience of entering the master's dream last time, I now have more experience in entering and exiting the fierce god-level dungeon!"