King from scratch

The huge Stitched Monster suddenly rolled and fell downwards, causing players to make panic noises.

"Fuck, why did you suddenly roll down?"

"My blood volume is dropping."

"It fell really fast, what is this attacking me?"

"I think maybe it's because we're rolling down."

"That won't work, I have to put on the protective equipment... Eh? Why can't I equip it?"

"I tried it just now, and the system prompts that it is in a special state and the equipment cannot be used."

"So, what exactly does this special state mean?"

"It's over, the blood volume has bottomed out."

When the stitched monster fell towards the unknown area along the dark road, one after another players died because their blood volume bottomed out, so the size of the stitched monster inevitably began to shrink.

However, because the falling time is a bit long, the players can still say a few more words.

"I think the point is, where are we?"

"Isn't this environment in a cave?"

"Why did the Huan tribe hide us in the cave? Isn't this strange? The environment of the cave is not a place for experiments, right?"

"I think the answer to this question will be san. After all, the planner's mind is full of pitfalls. Who knows what he thinks?"

"That's right, it's better not to know the answer. Why haven't we arrived yet? Isn't this cave too long? We won't just fall into the heart of the earth, right?"

"The premise of falling to the center of the earth is that we are on a spherical planet..."

During the unstoppable fall, the player's voice became less and less, until finally, a few "plops" landed on the ground, announcing the end of this inexplicable fall.

The original suture monster turned into a long strip, and the few remaining ether balls stuck to each other, and were thrown to pieces.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and some players responded.

"Damn it! I am indeed the Chosen One, and I survived with only a streak of blood left."

He wobbled a bit, but in the end, he moved slightly, causing him to roll in a certain direction with the other ether balls that were stuck together.

A series of shattering sounds of some kind of utensils sounded in his ears, which made him want to stop in a hurry, but the momentum was unstoppable, and they slammed into the wall fiercely with countless shattering sounds.

Ou Huanghuang saw that his bloodshot eyes remained in a precariously dangerous area, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

The other players also slowed down.

"There seems to be a lot of things in this place?"

"I touched something, it's a little heavy..."

"Hey, what is this?"

Amidst the curious voices of the players, some players accidentally pressed something, and the dots of light lit up from all around, illuminating the darkness.

The players stopped their actions, stared at the scene in front of them, and sighed.

This is a typical laboratory, filled with all kinds of unfamiliar and unknown instruments, and there is no shortage of sharp tools that emit dangerous light under the light.

Because of the player's action just now, broken instruments and liquids are scattered all over the ground at this moment, and a long water-colored trace dragged from one end of the laboratory to the other, right under the player's feet.

Obviously, this is the damage evidence left by their fall just now.

And the player also sees himself and other people clearly through these dots of light.

A long string of dumplings, like candied haws, has no brains, no hands, no feet, and no facial features.

Ou Huanghuang stood up cautiously, and asked a thought-provoking question: "Since we have no eyes, how do we see this?"

"Aren't you still talking without a mouth?" Another player said: "It's just a planning setting, it's meaningless when you look at it carefully, but here..."

Among the players, the impatient one has already pulled out the information contained in the box, and his actions brought several other players along with him.

"No, let me know when you move, anyway, we are grasshoppers on a rope now." Ou Huanghuang emphasized: "My blood volume is only blood, and I may die at any time, we have to be more cautious. "

The impatient player flipped through the information quickly, but didn't answer his words at all.

Other players turned over the messy debris around them one after another.

Only Ou Huanghuang cherished his remaining blood very much, and stood there, motionless, for fear of accidentally triggering the flag.

Therefore, with Ou Huanghuang as the center of the scene, the other groups rotated clockwise, allowing other players to search the laboratory as much as possible within this distance.

The impatient player glanced through it hastily, then turned to the other players and said, "The Huanzu have set up a new illusion for us."

Other players held the bottle and looked at the unknown liquid in the bottle: "You can tell at a glance, this kind of laboratory style doesn't match the Huanzu at all, it looks like it was made based on the products on the earth."

"No, Huanzu Werewolf Killer is still addicted to playing? What do you want to do to set up a new illusion for us?" Another player is busy hanging all kinds of sharp research equipment on himself, dressing himself like a peacock with a tail , every "feather" is shining with sharp edges.

The player who read the information turned his head and said: "From the information, this is the research room of the Huanzu. It is used to study the advantages of other races. The purpose is to integrate them with the Huanzu. Obtained from the race, it is used to store the consciousness of the ring race."

"So this is the plot setting of this illusion? The Huanzu itself is a stitch monster?"

"I said, why did we suddenly become stitch monsters? The co-author is that the ring tribe is really studying how to make the most of us?"

"Can npc do this?"

"As long as there is a pit in the planning brain, what can't be done by an npc?"

"Speaking of planning, I remembered, didn't we receive the task of 'helping them become domain masters' issued by the Huanzu? Why did the npc bring himself to repent?"

"I saw that this mission has already failed."

"We haven't even started to help them become domain owners, have we failed?"

"According to what the Huanzu said just now, they don't even want to become domain masters. Their real purpose is to enter the mainland."

"Then he sent a mission, why did he lie to us?"

"...There is a pit in the planning brain, you just get used to it."

"Nonsense, you are not allowed to slander the plan, the plan is the worst! The plan must do this to enrich the character of the npc and perfect the setting of the most peripheral forces in the mainland!"

Ou Huanghuang's head hurts from the noise, and he hurriedly smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, it's not important..."

No one paid attention to him, and the player was still thinking to himself: "The hidden mission also failed...Huh? Why does it show that the favorability of the Huanzu is negative here? Didn't I do the mission before?"

As soon as the other party's words came out, the remaining players clicked on their character panels one after another, and then faced a painful reality.

"Fuck! The favorability we gained in the cities of the Huan people is gone."

"It's not just the favorability, the daily tasks I received are not in the completed task list."

"We were so busy in the dark before?"

The players who had no idea about the brain-twitch behavior of the Huanzu instantly unified their positions.

"The Huan Clan are simply not human!"

"Huanzu is indeed the boss!"

"Down with the Huan Clan! Give me back my time!"

Ou Huanghuang was silent for two seconds, and tried to smooth things over again: "So, what is the meaning of this new illusion?"

The player flipping through the information said: "The information shows that there are many experimental products left by the Huanzu's previous experiments in this laboratory. pill."

"Shi Quan Da Bu Wan...is the name serious?"

"Damn, can't the Huanzu use a little bit of refreshment if they want to set up a new illusion?"

"Snacks? Speaking of snacks, I'm really a little hungry."

"Eternal age and immortality? This gimmick is too obvious..."

"It seems a bit fragrant... where does this fragrance come from?"

Ou Huanghuang also smelled that smell, and the inexplicable scent suddenly came out of the broken reagents on the ground, making the player feel the long-lost hunger-there is no hunger setting in this game, and the player has never felt hunger in the game. But now, they are aware of it.

The players present looked at each other.

Ou Huanghuang said uncertainly: "The Huan Clan thinks we talk too much nonsense, so they came to urge the progress in person?"

The player flipping through the information thought for two seconds: "So, the meaning of this information is to say that Shiquan Dabu Pills can prevent aging and death, so let's eat it quickly?"

"To be reasonable, I think the planner didn't treat us as human beings. Any normal person wouldn't be moved by such a perfunctory 'Shi Quan Da Bu Wan'?"

The Huanzu who stared at them closely: You are the ones who are abnormal, right?Any race will only be moved when they see the setting of immortality, who is like you?Into the illusion of light, talk but not move.

"It smells so good, so hungry."

The players sniffed, the scent was menacing, and the hunger came wave after wave.

"I'm thinking about a question," the player said, suppressing his hunger: "When planning and designing the plot of the Huanzu, did they wear some intelligence-reducing buff? The Huanzu can completely hang us, why do they always have to do something extra? Hallucination?"

"That's right, the Huanzu directly deal with the sense of smell and hunger, isn't it more useful than creating such an illusion?"

"I think this is a manifestation of their not forgetting their original intentions. After all, the setting of the Huanzu race is based on illusions."

"However, why didn't you skip the mission in this plot?"

"Isn't it unreasonable not to come out with this mission? Otherwise, how would I know whether I should take this Shiquan Dabu pill or not?"

"Rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses wins. Anyway, it's a big deal to go back to the city for free."

The scene was quiet for a second, Ou Huanghuang stared at his chubby dumpling shape, and fell into deep thought: "Isn't it a bit too provocative to plan rock-paper-scissors like this?"

After the insignificant one-liners, the remaining six players quickly assigned the control group who ate or did not eat.

Ou Huang Huang unfortunately won the lottery and became one of the three contestants of Shi Quan Da Bu Wan.

Reason for winning: The blood volume is the lowest among the players present.

Ou Huanghuang casually picked up a small bottle from the ground beside him, turned to look at his comrades in arms, and saw that they were very dry and bored one by one.

Ou Huanghuang stopped in place when he took out the needle.

The two players who drank the "Shiquan Dabu Pill" in one gulp looked at the needle in his hand.

Ou Huanghuang asked the players looking through the information: "Does it say whether it is taken orally or injected?"

The other party flipped through the information quickly: "It seems that they didn't say anything."

The player who had already swallowed the "Shiquan Dabu Wan" said deeply: "It's called Shiquan Dabu Wan. Do you think this thing can be injected?"

Ou Huanghuang reminded the other party strictly: "But Shiquan Dabu Pills are balls, which are liquid."

The place went quiet.

Ou Huanghuang chose to inject, there was no particular reason, simply because he had a syringe at hand - wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't use it?

After the players used the "Shiquan Dabu Wan", the fragrance and hunger on the scene quietly disappeared, and the obvious change was that "this is the purpose of the Huanzu" was written in front of the players.

"How?" Players who didn't drink Shiquan Dabu Wan held the bottle in one hand, ready to take a sip if the situation went wrong, and held a sharp medical utensil in the other hand, ready to restrain them when they went crazy.

"It's not good," the player recalled the taste after a dry mouthful: "It doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good."

"I'm asking how you feel, who cares if this stuff tastes good?"

"I feel..." The other party's voice suddenly slowed down, showing a strange tone, which scared the other players to grasp the various weapons in their hands.

"A little hot."

Almost at the same time, with a "boom", a raging fire ignited on this player.

The fire burned the opponent, and quickly spread to other players along the adhesion between the opponent and other players, and even began to burn this illusion.

The fire was blazing, and the players complained one after another.

"Fuck, the effect of this Shiquan Dabu pill is a bit strong, is this a hallucination or something?"

"Blood loss! I don't think this is a hallucination."

"Then why are you still standing there? Just kill him."

The players frantically pressed down on "Fireman", all kinds of weapons were deployed, and they killed the player who was already low in health.

The Huanzu who watched this scene sighed sincerely: What a terrible race.

Although the New World is full of bloody betrayals and killings, the Huan Clan has never seen a race like a player, who is still smiling and talking one second, and can kill a killer without hesitation in the next second.

You know, not only did they not hesitate, even all the players unanimously carried out the massacre of the same race.

No dissenting, no arguing, as if they were naturally so cold-blooded.

It can't be said that all the players on the scene carried out the massacre unanimously. For example, Ou Huanghuang was far away from them, and perfectly implemented the nature of "counseling" at the first moment of the mutation.

The flame lost its continuous power, the illusion returned to normal, and the laboratory burned by the flames returned to an unscathed appearance in a second.

The players extinguished the fire on their bodies, and did not let down their vigilance because of the death of the player. Their eyes fell on another player who took a gulp of Shiquan Dabuwan.

The player is very innocent: "I think we should first discuss, what is this Shiquan Dabu pill? Why did he become a burning man after drinking it?"

The other three players holding weapons did not waver: "We will discuss it slowly after you die."

"I'm running out of blood, don't give me another accident."

"Don't drag a few backs when you die, isn't that in the way?"

The player accepted the reality indignantly: "Gah, then I will return to the resurrection point first, but after you die and return to the resurrection point, you must tell me what the Huanzu want to do."

After finishing speaking, the other party simply and neatly killed himself.

The Huanzu who watched the illusion: ...the death is too fast, let's see if the experiment works.

All eyes fell on Ou Huanghuang, the only one left who had been injected with Shiquan Dabu Pill.

Ou Huanghuang was very vigilant and timid, and said first: "I will never commit suicide, I want to live!"

The other players persuaded him earnestly: "Don't, anyway, you will become a Burning Man at that time, why not just die and go back, so you don't have to worry about it."

Ou Huanghuang thought for a while, and found another way of thinking: "The npc obviously wants us to use this Shiquan Dabu Pill. If I die, then you will still have nowhere to go? You still have to use the Shiquan Dabu pill again. Pills?

At least we need to know that the npc created this illusion, what exactly do we want to use this unknown liquid for? "

The remaining three players are convinced.

"That's right, we currently have no other way to escape this illusion."

"And the difficulty of fighting against the Huanzu seems a bit too high..."

"Thinking about it this way, we have nowhere to go right now."

Ou Huanghuang took the right to speak: "Let's search again, I think it is impossible for the planner to design a copy that will die."

"If it's the planning of this game, I think he can really do it."

Having said that, the players still reached an agreement and began to search this narrow illusion again.

They found a stack of Shi Quan Da Bu Pills, enough for players to eat them for food.

They found an irrelevant experiment record, because the text was too long, so a player read it on the spot.

After searching every floor of the laboratory, the player has to admit that this is a secret room that has no exit for them at all.

Apparently the Huan Clan only wanted them to use Shi Quan Da Bu Wan, not to play escape rooms with them.

The other player touched his sweat out of breath, and hated the game for being too realistic, even exhaustion was so real.

He sat on the floor and looked at Ou Huanghuang: "It's been half a day, why haven't you become a 'burning man' yet?"

"Maybe it's because the effect of injection is different from that of direct mouthful?" Ou Huanghuang carefully stared at his blood volume, and cast his gaze at the players who were still flipping through the experimental materials: "Is there anything related to Shiquan Dabu Pills in the materials?" information?"

"It's hard to say," the player looked up at them from the data: "Do you really think there will be something like Shiquan Dabu Pill in the serious experimental data?"

Ou Huanghuang felt from the bottom of his heart: "This name sounds unreliable."

Another player had a new doubt: "Since there is no Shiquan Dabu Wan, what are these materials about?"

The players who flipped through the data organized a vocabulary: "These data may be the real experimental records of the Huanzu, because the data inside...doesn't seem to be made up."

The other two players became interested: "I knew there would be nothing in this illusion, and the planner really has a little bit of conscience."

"Judging from the data, the purpose of the Huanzu's experiment is very clear," the player flipping through the data frowned slightly—although it was difficult for a group to see such a change in expression, he said: "This is not so much an experimental record, but a It’s better to say it’s the evolutionary history of the ring race.”

"They obtained the special features of the experimental body from different experimental bodies, and transformed it into a part of themselves..." The other party flipped through all the information, then turned the information back to the first page, and said to other players: "The original The Huan Clan is very different from the current Huan Clan, they used this method to forcibly advance the evolution of their own race."

Some players pondered: "So...they are doing human experiments?"

The player who read the information: "More than that, their initial experimental methods were very rough and bloody. In fact, even today, their experimental methods are still very..." He thought about the accurate adjective: "Waste."

"waste?"

He showed the thick stack of data in front of other players: "I am afraid that all the experimental subjects used for experiments have been exterminated. These thick experimental data mean the extinction of dozens of races."

The atmosphere became heavy.

Ou Huanghuang remembered the Xiyang that was deliberately mentioned by the demon in the last illusion: "Is there any mention of Xiyang in the experimental data?"

"No, the experimental subjects and experimental results in the data are all referred to by codes..." The player who posted the data said casually: "But if the Huan race 'obtained' from other races, then there is a high probability that it will be nothing The unfolding of truth, goodness and beauty.”

Another player who listened for a long time was thoughtful: "No, isn't the Huanzu a conscious body? He doesn't have a physical body. After doing so many experiments, it doesn't make sense to turn himself into a stitch monster... It can't be that he In fact, it is transforming the consciousness body, right?

Even if he transforms the consciousness body, the advantages of other races cannot all be related to the consciousness body, so what are they using to transform the specialties of other races? "

"The question turns back. Under this artificial evolution, can the Huanzu be regarded as a pure consciousness?"

"That's right," the words awakened the dreamer, and other players said one after another: "So the Huan Clan actually found a shell for themselves?"

The players looked up at this illusion one after another, as if they wanted to see the true appearance of the Huanzu through it.

"I can't tell now whether what I saw before is real or fake," Ou Huanghuang said, "Do those shells floating in the void really exist? Where are we?"

Ou Huanghuang even had an extremely terrifying imagination: "Isn't it just a large illusion from the moment I met the Huanzu?"

"Now it seems that the hidden mission is completely planning to remind me."

Ou Huanghuang looked up at the ceiling, his gaze didn't fall, but the ceiling he was looking at moved slowly under his gaze, as if something had been opened, revealing the road behind the ceiling.

Ou Huanghuang stood up with a "swish", stared at this strange scene and said, "Damn it! You saw it..."

He suddenly realized something and turned to look around.

The fire started a prairie fire, burning the laboratory, burning the illusion, the players who chatted with him just now disappeared, everything was covered with a layer of flames, burning hot and jumping.

In fact, Ou Huanghuang is not even sure now whether the players who talked to him just now are real, or they are still illusions created by the Huan Clan.

Ou Huanghuang glanced at his blood volume, the last drop of blood was extremely strong, and he didn't lose it.

The passage in the ceiling suddenly drew closer while the fire was burning.

Ou Huanghuang watched the flashing scenes in front of him, he didn't move, what moved was these scenes, or another illusion.

The familiar scene disappeared before his eyes, and everything was settled.

Ou Huanghuang stood on the spot, looked up, and met the eyes of the huge pupils in the sky.

In his task list, the hidden task "Difficult to Distinguish between True and False" that was originally displayed as "Failed" slowly lit up, with a "Completed" mark on it.