Forces of Temptation

For every game won, Nan Zhou kept his own points and handed over all the spoils to Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang to count them.

Li Yinhang has seen what it means to gather sand to form a tower.

The full 10000 points they have credited have successfully offset the reserve price set by Nanzhou in this game.

In addition, there are 6 S-level props, 5 A-level props, 6 B-level props, and 3 C-level props.

The other players are certainly not stupid. Most of the S-level items used for betting are cards with a limited number of times, and the limit is basically only 1 time left.

Even so, this purchase was rewarding.

This sudden income stimulated Li Yinhang's money-saving radar to go live on the spot.

Facing the props scattered all over the floor, she first picked out a few S-level props, and secretly enjoyed the pleasure of squirrels gathering pine cones for the winter.

[Lamir's Eyeball], S grade, can be used once, and the usage time is 1 minutes.

Function introduction: Rolling eyeballs, go to an unknown place and take a look at the world that I can't see for the time being.

In short, it is an eyeball-shaped detector with equal proportions. The owner can share the vision with the eyeball and let the eyeball help him find his way.

[I said this is a forbidden product, but you will still eat it], S grade, 10 pills left.

Within 3 minutes, after taking it, all negative states can be eliminated immediately.

But the disadvantage is that after 3 minutes, the player who uses the drug will fall into a negative state of mental breakdown, which lasts for 3 minutes.

Generally speaking, it is quite useful, and it can be used as an emergency in a life-or-death situation.

[Skull Shield], S rank, only a pitiful 1 point of durability left.

This is a tattered bone shield made of dozens of dried bones. It looks so fragile that a dog could chew it up in one bite.

But within these dozens of bones, there are dozens of evil spirits hidden.

These evil spirits can help the player to counteract any physical or non-physical attack.

In addition to these three items that are particularly useful, they also bought some weird sand sculpture props.

For example, the A-level prop [Snow Color Album] can force two players to kiss on the spot for 60 seconds, during which time they cannot be separated.

When Li Yinhang counted the props with bright eyes, and Nanzhou watched the blood pressure of the players on the world channel soaring with curiosity, Jiang Fang stayed by Nanzhou's side with a slight smile, sharing and bearing those curses, jealousy, Swear and hate.

In the eyes and mouths of these people, Nan Zhou seemed to be a vicious demon king who played tricks on everyone.

Jiang Fang looked at the screen and asked softly, "Want to eat ice cream?"

The big devil immediately turned around: "Where is it?"

Look, the big devil is easy to catch, just a scoop of ice cream will do.

The rest time of the "Colosseum" is quite strict.

If you don’t quit the arena, you can apply to the referee for a 10-minute break every three games, knock a blood bottle to recover blood, eat some fruits that can enhance your strength, or go to the supply point in the "Colosseum" to buy some food.

The three of them took a 30-minute break and spent another 180 points to buy three scoops of ice cream at the supply point.

Even though he earned a large amount of points, Li Yinhang still asked the boss if he could buy two and get one free as usual.

...It can be said that he is quite diligent and thrifty in housekeeping.

The three of them leaned against the iron cage side by side, and at the same time dug a large spoonful of ice cream into their mouths.

The action is fairly synchronous.

They let the cold sweetness melt in their mouths, soothing and relieving their tense nerves.

A thin layer of crystal-clear sand was sprinkled on the snow-white Colosseum.

The sun was sinking slowly, half of them fell on them, and one side was engulfed by thin sand, and reflected on them again.

The double light shines, bringing double warmth, making people feel comfortable from the outside to the inside.

Li Yinhang chewed the ice cream and asked, "Do you want to continue the singles competition?"

Jiang Fang replied: "In ordinary single-player competitions, the upper limit for a single day is twenty."

Li Yinhang looked at his watch.

——In other words, it only took Nanzhou an hour and a half to use up today's quota.

Li Yinhang was afraid that Nan Zhou would be tired, so he lowered his voice to comfort him: "We are not in a hurry, let's talk after a while."

"Yes." Nan Zhou said, "At that time, there will be an ordinary team competition, or a Roman noble competition."

Jiang Fang asked, "What about the 99ers?"

Nan Zhou scooped a spoonful of vanilla-flavored ice cream into his mouth, and answered neatly: "No."

Jiang Fang nodded, but understood Nan Zhou's choice.

He has observed that because the game is too hardcore, the real chicken eating competition can only be participated once a week.

There are even very few players who are willing to play the Roman Nobility Tournament with the risk of disability and death, let alone the life-and-death 99-man tournament.

The reason is also very simple.

Players want to fight against the sky, they can play PVE.

If you want to fight with others, you can play PVP.

The 99 people's chaos is too exciting, no matter how tough a person is, they may fall into the sand because of an unexpected ambush in the corner.

In fact, since the official start of the "Colosseum", the 99ers have only played one game.

The winner is a team of five.

This team is "Zhaohui" who currently ranks second in the dynamic team list.

However, their means of winning are said to be quite dirty.

That was before the World Channel was officially launched.

Nanzhou and the others haven't even entered the game yet.

After finding out that there were no players in the 99ers to try, "Zhaohui" decisively chose to stay where the newcomers appeared, and showed kindness to some newcomers who had just entered the new environment, were ignorant and desperately in need of a group, and distributed them to meet basic survival requirements. Oxygen and food are needed, and a "newcomer shelter" alliance has been formed, and an Eden-like organization has been formed to protect the newcomers.

After gathering 99 people, they started a vigorous sacrifice.

How could these rookies who had no props, no dungeon experience, and even relied on "Zhaohui" for their survival supplies beat them?

"Zhaohui" not only successfully obtained the achievement of land reclamation, but also received extremely generous rewards.

The most wonderful thing is that they relied on the rules to reasonably kill 94 mouths.

Dead without proof.

The other 94 bones were recovered by the "Colosseum", ground into powder, and became part of the surface of the venue.

——It is a piece of white sand that is shining in front of Nan Zhou and the others.

Many old people still remember this shelter for newcomers created by "Zhaohui", and they also remember that it was destroyed overnight, and they watched "Zhaohui" jump directly to the team that was only inferior to "." Shocked and outraged.

After the opening of the World Channel, some people exposed this incident and tried to condemn "Zhaohui" for its moral corruption.

But "Zhaohui" only sent one person, and blocked them back.

[Zhaohui-Su Meiying] Morality?You are elementary school students, are you going to win the game by reciting ideology and morality?

[Zhaohui-Su Meiying] Also, adults talk about evidence, do you have any evidence?

Indeed no one has conclusive evidence.

Those who really have grievances to sue are dead.

Memories are just memories. Who can prove that these people who swear by "Zhaohui" murdered newcomers are not complaining about their achievements?

The fruit of victory piled up by 94 people was ruined, it was too sweet and greasy, so sweet that it exuded a rotten smell.

As for the non-human creature Nan Zhou, I also read this secret history about the second-ranked team on World Channel.

But the reason why Nanzhou didn't plan to participate in the 99-person competition was not because "I don't want to kill people" or "I don't want to join forces with others".

"The life and death of these players has nothing to do with me." Nan Zhou was in a good mood after eating the ice cream, shaking his feet slightly, "Human beings are your kind. You will live with them in the future. Your stand is on my side That’s fine, leave the rest to me, and I’ll try to balance it.”

Li Yinhang was slightly taken aback.

After a daze, a burst of soreness flooded her chest.

If before, she could barely understand the players' panic about Nan Zhou's dangerous "variable", now, she truly felt wronged for Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou didn't feel that he had said anything extraordinary.

After expressing his position, he immersed himself in the delicious ice cream, and let Jiang Fang pat his head up and down, obediently, without any resistance.

After Jiang Fang stroked his hair, he lowered his gaze, but he accidentally caught something out of the corner of his eye.

He frowned, and slowly stroked the paper cup containing the ice cream with his fingertips, thoughtfully.

He asked Nan Zhou: "Want another ice cream?"

Nan Zhou answered quickly: "Yes."

Jiang Fang couldn't help laughing: "What flavor?"

Nan Zhou hugged the half-empty ice cream cup: "The flavor you ate just now."

Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou, wanted to tease him, then lowered his head, letting his silver hair touch Nan Zhou's side cheek: "What flavor did I eat just now?"

"do not you know?"

Nan Zhou looked at him curiously, raised his head very naturally, and sucked his lips.

Jiang Fang: "..."

After shallow tasting, Nan Zhou said, "It tastes like chocolate."

... As a result, when Jiang Fang walked straight to the ice cream shop, the cold white face unique to Eastern Europeans was still tinged with red.

When he came to the store, he was not in a hurry to buy, but scanned all the packages in the store.

Nan Zhou's attention was distracted by the competition.

Jiang Fang, who had never entered the game, was looking around.

From entering the arena just now, to Nan Zhou's one-on-one fight with them, he felt a faint sense of disobedience.

It's just that he couldn't tell the source of this sense of disobedience.

Now, he figured it out.

He looked at the empty cardboard box used to hold the ice cream.

A walnut-shaped stick logo is printed on it.

Several simple black and white lines outlined a familiar outline of Jiang Fang.

——That was the logo of the [Brain Invasion] factory they had just cleared.

Jiang Fang once saw this logo on the wall of the feeding box filled with nutrient solution.

Jiang Fang took an empty paper cup and turned to the vast white jade Colosseum——

Such brain logos are imprinted in many places around the venue.

But because there is no "Brain Invasion" factory, there are only patterns, and it appears too open and aboveboard, which will easily cause the effect of darkness under the lights.

This made Jiang Fang not absurdly think of the operation of some manufacturers in reality.

...[Brain Invasion] The factory placed an advertisement in "Gravity"?

[Brain Invasion] The factory, isn't it the setting of the game dungeon, but actually exists in the dimension that controls them?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fang suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere in the void.

——Since there are advertisers, there must be audiences watching the live broadcast in the Colosseum.

His eyes were extremely cold.

And this knife-sharp sight was accurately captured by the densely packed but invisible cameras in the air.

What Jiang Fang didn't know was that his glance made them rank second in the betting ranking in China.

In the whole server of the earth, it ranks seventh.

Audiences prefer smart people.

……

On the other side, Nan Zhou, who didn't know about it yet, went online again on the World Channel.

[Cubic Ark - Nanzhou] Hello.thank you all.

[Cubic Ark-South Ark] What do you want to play next?

...It's like a game anchor asking the donors what they want to see him play.

The players obviously couldn't accept the fact that they were being played by a game boss as a game.

Amidst the fierce insults, everyone reached a consensus, and the crowd excitedly said: "If you have the ability to play in the team competition!"

"Have the ability to play the Roman Nobility Tournament!"

Nanzhou affirmed their proposal: "I still have this ability."

Nan Zhou: "Wait until I finish eating the ice cream."

Nan Zhou: "Don't worry."

The world channel was swamped by ellipses again.

...too doggy!

How could there be such a doggy boss? !

And Nanzhou's next operation made the other players' blood pressure tanks fill up directly.

When the new team [Must Victory] finally passed the trial level and formed a clique and appeared in the center of the venue, preparing for a vigorous team competition and showing off their team spirit, the three of them were stunned.

One of them couldn't help but questioned the other side: "Why are you still the only one?!"

Nan Zhou stood alone in the center of the field, with his hands behind his back and calmly said: "Because this is enough."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Zhou lowered his figure and rushed towards them like the wind.

After 1 minute, [Must Win] was successfully eliminated.

When World Channel once again fell into the discussion of "did this stepping horse deliver food to them again", a group of five was engaged in another team battle.

In other words, it was a unilateral massacre.

Four of the group of five on the opposite side had died, and the hands and feet of the only surviving college girl were completely bound by a cobweb-like viscous substance.

As the only living person in this team, she couldn't even forcibly admit defeat and quit.

The group of five didn't seem to intend to give the girl a good time either.

In front of her stood a young man holding a sharp knife, under his eyes was a tattoo of spiders, covering half of his face.

He casually pokes and pokes at the girl's limbs, chipping off a piece of her flesh or leaving a scar deep enough to show the bone.

The girl couldn't stand the torture, and moaned in pain, begging for mercy: "You kill me! Let me go!"

"Don't make noise." Spider-Man hissed and laughed, "Let's study the strategy first. We don't want to waste energy and props on the battle with other players, so we can only wrong you to help us save the game time." La."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked the other four teammates who were immersed in the discussion: "Hey, is the discussion over? Can we go meet Nanzhou now?"

"……Do not."

The girl he asked looked up.

She has dyed light pink hair and twin ponytails, which looks quite sweet.

But the tattered dyed denim shirt on her body, her overly bright makeup, combined with her overly bright and calculating eyes, gave her a chilling sense of evil.

She gently grinned her blood-red mouth: "My baby can only be used in the 99ers."

The man with the knife twitched his lips: "It's all about killing anyway, isn't it okay for the team competition?"

"Do you also value the points in the team competition?"

The girl's voice was mellow, with a bit of laziness and sternness, "If we can reproduce the glory of the first 99-man match, then our 'Zhaohui' will never be surpassed by others."

As she said that, the girl hugged the album in her hand tightly, and said with a smile: "My baby, it is very suitable for the current Nanzhou."

"The more he wins now, the better. The higher he climbs, the more miserable he looks when he falls down and begs for mercy."

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Nanzhou: Turned on the switch of Brother Fang's blush, plan to pass√