I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

Originally, I thought that everyone would be unable to eat when they were suddenly brought into an inexplicable game by the magic eye, but unexpectedly, they all ate very happily.

The village chief was right, Mrs. Wang cooks delicious food.

The magic eye has been without water and electricity for three days, so no one will die of starvation and thirst, but it is certain that they will not be able to eat hot meals.

During the meal, a man might not be able to bear the dull atmosphere, so he took the initiative to say: "The village chief said that going to worship the cat god tomorrow should be the main story of the game."

Xiao Ling raised her head slightly upon hearing the sound, and then thought about it.

I just remembered that the man's name is Chen Shuidong, as if he mentioned that his profession is a game anchor just now.

This profession is a bit interesting, and it might be unexpectedly useful in this situation.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted, Chen Shuidong raised his voice slightly: "You have also heard what the magic eye said, this game level is simple, it must be an entry-level level, as long as we follow the npc's prompts. After understanding this story in depth, everyone should be a boundary breaker.”

Hearing what he said, many people nodded in agreement.

Among the two options given by the magic eye, the difficulty of the boundary breaker seems to be lower, and no normal person would want to fight ghosts.

They didn't expect that someone on this small table would choose the identity of a dangerous-looking demon hunter.

Xiao Ling blinked innocently, and he looked at the tall man beside him seemingly unintentionally.

Feng Congmian also turned his head just in time, and the eyes of the two collided immediately.

Xiaoling smiled softly, showed her cute dimples to him, and then looked away.

He knew that this man must also be a demon hunter, because he could smell blood on him from the very beginning, which was of the same kind.

Chen Shuidong was still chatting casually there, and the man with the flower arm interrupted occasionally, as if dissatisfied that his status in everyone's hearts had been reduced because of this little boy, and what he said was very loud.

But Chen Shuidong didn't look angry at all, instead he explained with a good temper.

It made other people feel a little better towards him, and the atmosphere that was vaguely headed by the flower-armed man was slightly deflected.

Xiaoling didn't want to hear these "experience talks" from him, so she yawned with a lack of interest, and was just about to find an excuse to slip away when she saw Feng Congmian stand up.

Chen Shuidong said anxiously: "Feng Shang, don't you stay to discuss the next step? We should be more united at this time..."

Today is the first day, everyone is stunned, there are no clues to talk about, and tomorrow will be the start of the plot.

Furthermore, Feng Congmian had no intention of cooperating with these people from the beginning.

So he left with the next sentence: "Don't forget that we are also competitors."

For the demon hunter, if the realm breaker is allowed to solve the "truth" of the realm first, then although they can pass the level, they will not get points.

The opposite is also true, and there is also a lot of competition among the mirror-breakers. Only the person who tells the "truth" first can get the corresponding points, and the "truth" pieced together by multiple people telling different clues is Points are distributed according to how much each said.

Each mirror-breaker has only one chance to tell the "truth". If he can't tell the whole story at once, and no one can supplement it, he can only wait for other boundary-breakers to add the "truth". Those who kill the successful boss will take him out of the devil's realm.

The latter naturally won't get any points.

If the points are zero, they will be obliterated by the magic eye. No one will underestimate the importance of points.

Feng Congmian's words seemed to wake everyone up, and everyone began to return to their original defensive attitude.

This time, no one stopped Feng Congmian anymore, and Xiao Ling felt at ease. Anyway, she secretly lied before saying "he is my brother", so now she doesn't need to explain anything to others, and just follows him happily Ass behind into the room.

Feng Congmian went to the room and lay down directly, facing away from Xiaoling's bed and closing his eyes to rest.

He was so quiet, but Xiaoling didn't want to just be quiet like this.

If he could calm down easily, he wouldn't be called a mad dog in private by the whole base.

"I'm going to see Lord Cat tomorrow, Brother Feng, are you afraid?"

Feng Congmian: ...

Xiaoling didn't care about his silence, and continued to say with a smile: "Brother Feng, you have to protect me tomorrow."

This time Feng Congmian spoke and said two words.

"sleep."

Xiaoling pursed her lips, retracted into the quilt a little angrily, and rolled herself into a delicious-looking spring roll, like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

late at night.

Almost at the same time, both Xiaoling and Feng Congmian opened their eyes.

Both of them have undergone special training and have a certain ability to see things in the dark.

They stared at the place where the sound came from - the door

Then Feng Congmian cautiously took out his "weapon" and stood up, but Xiaoling got out of bed carelessly and walked over.

Then he stretched out his hand and twisted the doorknob, turned his head and said to Feng Congmian while twisting, "It can't be opened."

Feng Congmian paused for a moment when he was so bold, and quickly stepped forward to make sure, then frowned and thought.

Xiaoling put away the aura all over her body, and regained her student temperament as a little white flower. She blinked her big watery blue eyes and asked, "The door is locked forcibly. Does that mean you can't go out at night?"

Feng Congmian nodded dispensably. He had just noticed that the awakened Xiaoling had a different aura from ordinary people, so he couldn't help being a little more wary of him.

Xiaoling didn't seem to notice this, and didn't worry about the door being locked anymore, and went back to bed and continued to sleep with the quilt in her arms.

It can be called heartless.

The village head said during the day, don't walk around casually, the door will be locked at night.

The two of them obviously didn't notice anyone coming just now, they just heard a very slight click and the door was locked. It seems that this is the setting of this demon realm.

Since it's a setting, don't worry too much about it.

Feng Congmian did not continue to sleep, he was already holding his "weapon" to guard against possible dangers due to his suspicious nature.

Xiaoling has already fallen asleep again with the quilt in her arms, because she is born with smiling lips, and there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she has entered this magic realm, and at night, the door is locked, trapped like a little mouse, It's not worth his attention at all.

This made Feng Congmian feel curious again, curious about this young man who doesn't act according to common sense.

He is very vigilant, but he seems to be defenseless and acts casually.

It was the first time he had encountered such a contradictory person.

There was no other sound until dawn.

There was another very slight click, and Feng Congmian quickly opened the door. No one had gone out so early, but it could be seen from the living room that there were no signs of a fight.

Xiaoling, who was woken up, came out with a dull hair on her head, looked at the closed doors dissatisfied, and patted on their doors one by one with the willful mentality that I can't sleep and others don't want to sleep.

Soon everyone else came out of their respective rooms.

Not one less.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the pleasing handsome guy early in the morning, the high school girl tugged at her short skirt nervously, and arranged her hair.

Xiaoling looked innocent: "Brother Feng said that the door was locked in the middle of the night yesterday. I was afraid that the ghosts had already made a move, so I wanted to wake you up to see if there is anything wrong."

Wang Biao scoffed at Feng Congmian.

With a bit of contempt, he has always been very dissatisfied with this man who left the team from the very beginning. Standing there, this man seems to be a male hormone maker, and the women in the team will secretly look at him. The brilliant plan was refuted.

And although Xiao Ling is also good-looking, but the appearance of the real little white flower that day really can't be targeted at him. The flower-armed man thinks he is magnanimous and doesn't care about little kids.

So the fact that Xiaoling woke up everyone early in the morning did not cause other people's dissatisfaction.

But Feng Congmian, who was scoffed for no reason, looked at Xiaoling sitting there obediently, and said in a low voice: "Little liar."

Xiaoling keenly noticed that Feng Congmian was talking about herself, but when she turned around, she could only see his tightly closed mouth.

Chen Shuidong said excitedly: "Nothing happened last night?"

The name of the Demon Realm is Lord Cat’s Dinner, and everyone’s room will be isolated at night. Obviously, if ghosts want to attack, it must be at night.

Chen Shuidong went on to say: "This is really a super simple level. As long as we don't die, follow the rhythm of the npc. When we go to see Master Mao, we will have a deeper understanding of this demonic realm."

Everyone relaxed slightly, and they discussed going to the village to find clues.

Xiaoling is different from what they are after. He doesn't need to know the background of the village at all, he doesn't need to know who Master Mao is from, and why he needs outsiders to enshrine him. Goblin's kill mode, then kill him.

Just when everyone was discussing in full swing, the elusive village chief came again.

His hands were empty this time, nothing.

Xiaoling rubbed her belly and asked, "Where's breakfast?"

Still thinking about eating at this time, Wang Biao thought disdainfully, it really is a kid with no hair yet.

The village chief glared at Xiao Ling as if he was choked: "I'm only in charge of your dinner, now you should go with me to see Master Mao, and then prepare the tribute."

After saying this, the village chief turned around and left.

The others didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly followed.

Xiaoling followed Feng Congmian and whispered, "It's so fierce."

Feng Congmian didn't respond, and Xiao Ling stopped talking boredly.

There is a big back mountain behind this village, and the temple is built here. Unlike this slightly dilapidated small village, this temple is built extremely beautifully, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as magnificent Yes, but the sculptures in this temple are not gods, but ferocious cats. These usually cute little creatures are now weird and permeating, and their bloody mouths seem to swallow people in the next second.

The strangest thing is that these cats have two tails, which is very reminiscent of the man-eating cat in Japanese mythology.

Some people in the team obviously thought of this, and their expressions changed slightly, but no one would take the initiative to speak out about it.

In the center of the temple, they saw Lord Mao who was to be enshrined.

Someone in the team couldn't help saying: "What a big cat!"

The cat was already as big as a cow, and it was black all over, with two splits at the base of its tail.

The man immediately covered his mouth, and the others didn't bother to stare at him anymore, they all nervously looked at the cat whose body was slightly heaving and seemed to be asleep.

Fortunately, the strange cat was not woken up.

The village chief on the side was expressionless, as if he was not afraid of them waking Lord Mao, but he respected Lord Mao very much and would not speak casually in the temple.

After everyone saw Master Mao clearly, he drove them away impatiently and asked them to go out.

Xiao Ling fell behind, and while the others weren't paying attention, he made a very outrageous movement, and he actually grabbed the cat's fur with his hands.

Feng Congmian just turned his head to see this scene, even though he was as calm as he was, he was shocked by the young man's audacity.

But the cat was still sleeping.

Feng Congmian still saw the regretful look on Xiaoling's face, he paused, and in order to prevent the boy from doing any weird things again, he stopped and waited for him.

The ghost was right in front of him, but because it hadn't entered the killing mode yet, Xiao Ling couldn't kill it, which made his heart itch.

Finding that he didn't wake up the strange cat, he puffed his cheeks childishly. He really wanted to pull the cat's whiskers harder, but when he looked up and saw Feng Congmian watching him, he put the cat behind him. Follow quickly.

"Brother Feng, are you waiting for me?"

"Ah."

Xiao Ling smiled, revealing a small dimple.

Feng Congmian stared at the dimple for two more seconds.

The two followed the large group, and the cat seemed to have a very strange evil spirit, exuding an ominous smell.

The others were more or less frightened, and no one noticed that they had just fallen behind for a while.

However, Xiaoling and Feng Congmian, who had been struggling in battle since they were young, could ignore this evil spirit.

The female high school student turned her head and saw the two of them walking together. She had just been frightened by the evil spirit of the cat, but now she saw the little fresh meat Xiao Ling and the handsome Feng Shang, and suddenly felt sucked.

She slowed down, and whispered to Xiaoling a little enviously: "You and your brother have such a good relationship. I always wanted to have a brother, but you probably aren't biological. Your brother doesn't seem to have mixed blood genes."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Congmian raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked down at this little liar, why didn't he know when he became his brother.

Unintentionally exposed, Xiaoling was not guilty at all, instead she said with a serious look: "Yes, not my real brother, but I have a very good relationship with Brother Feng."

He blinked at Feng Congmian innocently, and his heart softened when he looked like a little beast.

Feng Congmian didn't expose his lie. He probably guessed when he was lying. At the beginning, he caught up with the funeral procession, and the little guy followed behind. This lie should be It was buried at that time.

When they reached the halfway up the mountain, Chen Shuidong seemed to finally get out of the cat's evil spirit, and he stopped the village chief who had been walking in front: "Village chief, where are we going next?"

The village chief turned his head and looked at these people with his cloudy eyes. He didn't show dissatisfaction until he saw some people in the team getting scared: "You strangers, after hearing about our Mr. Cat, you want to come and see , now that you have seen it, and your curiosity has been satisfied, the next step is of course to prepare the tribute."

Wang Biao walked to the front in a few strides: "What do you mean we want to see the cat? It was sent here for no reason. You..."

Chen Shuidong hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Wang, this should be our game setting, our character setting in this territory."

Hearing what he said, Wang Biao snorted, and stopped embarrassing the overly thin old man in front of him.

A woman in the team asked the question everyone was most concerned about: "What tribute are we going to prepare?"

The village chief continued with a blank expression: "Master Cat likes the smell of fish the most. The heavier the smell of fish, the more he likes the tribute. You go prepare the tribute yourself. I will go to the funeral next."

Another funeral?

Xiaoling's eyes moved. People died in the village the first day they came. Could it be that they died again now?

Someone in the team also noticed this, it was a man with a thin face, he hesitated to ask this question.

The village head still said with a blank expression: "Yes, my nephew and Mrs. Wang's son both got the same disease and died. My nephew just died last night. The weather is too bad to leave a body, so we have to deal with it quickly."

This calm appearance didn't look like his nephew was dead at all, and his numb expression scared the players into a fright.