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Smile City, the game hall.

Of the more than 100 players who survived, half of them stopped at the entrance of the mysterious phantom corridor at this time, not daring to step in easily.

The other half had poured into the corridor.

They looked back and forth, and talked in low voices.

"What the hell is this place?"

"Is it a new pattern in Smile City?"

"Not quite like it."

"It's like watching a movie."

Some people even went through the iron bars, entered the cell, and stood in front of those phantom people, but they still couldn't attract the slightest attention from them.

Gradually, many people are beginning to realize that...

The appearance of this corridor may be a bug.

Someone is trying to revamp Smiley City.

The space distortion just now and the phantom display at this moment may all be bugs made by the other party accidentally.

The problem is coming.

Are these phantoms false?Is it just an accidental picture generated during the collision of "data"?

Or, at this time, these phantoms all once existed in a certain corner of this world?

Looking at the faces in the cell that were so real that the goosebumps appeared, these players quickly came to a conclusion.

...I'm afraid it's the latter.

And this also means that, in the past that they didn't know, Smiling Face City probably appeared long ago.

A group of players have long been "kidnapped" by this treacherous world.

……

Lu Chenfei and his group noticed that Song Yang was standing still in front of him, and walked over quickly.

When they saw the young man in this cell, they showed expressions of astonishment.

Lu Chenfei lowered his voice and asked: "...Is this place the Smiley City four years ago?"

Song Yang stared at Xia Jing in the cell: "I'm afraid it is."

Lu Chenfei frowned, looking at the environment.

A corridor, about 50 cells.

These cells lock players up and separate them.

Players seem to be unable to do anything other than sleep in this kind of room.

The environment is too depressing.

They always say that Smiley City is very hostile to players, but compared to this place four years ago, Smiley City is even friendly to their current group of players. game hall.

It was really hard for Lu Chenfei to imagine how Xia Jing survived alone in such a ghostly place four years ago.

……

Song Yang took a step forward, passed through the iron railings, and entered the cell.

He silently came in front of Phantom Xia Jing.

The handsome young man was tilting his head, always looking ahead with interest.

Song Yang turned his head following his gaze.

In the cell opposite, a middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground.

On the ground in front of the middle-aged man were a tie, a trouser belt, and a leather shoe.

He seems to regard these three things as the numbers 1, 2, and 3 respectively, and he is counting troops among the three, with a dignified and pious expression, as if he is performing some important prayer ceremony.

This scene looked weird and funny, Xia Jing's long and narrow eyes began to smile as he looked at it.

Song Yang turned his head, seeing Xia Jing like this, he couldn't help but also tugged at the corner of his lips.

He squatted down halfway, his eyes swept across Xia Jing's body.

In the process of entering the corridor just now, he noticed that those "players" had point numbers floating in different body parts.

But there was no trace of Phantom Xia Jing's exposed body parts.

"Have you been able to transfer points to your soul in this period?" Song Yang said softly to the young man in front of him.

Phantom Xia Jing naturally couldn't answer him.

The beautiful young man seemed to have sensed something, and slowly sat up straight.

He looked out of the cell with a calmer but sharper gaze.

Song Yang knew very well that this was Xia Jing's eyes waiting for the prey to appear.

He chuckled and said, "As expected of you, Xia Xia."

The next second, there was an exclamation from the corridor outside.

It seemed that something strange appeared suddenly, which shocked everyone.

Phantom Xia Jing stood up and walked towards the door of the cell with some excitement.

Song Yang also stood up.

He stood beside Phantom Xia Jing, and raised his head just like Lu Chenfei and the others outside.

In this corridor, a rotating holographic three-dimensional text suddenly popped up every five meters.

--film.

"Shadow?" Lu Chenfei asked suspiciously, "Is this the name of a copy?"

Soon, his guess was overturned.

Under the nervous gaze of all the phantom people and the doubtful eyes of all the players at this moment, the huge "shadow" character rotated for a few seconds before disappearing on the spot.

Instead, the text reads——

"Today's three copies are:"

"1. Supernova (0/11)

2. Island of Eyes (0/11)

3. You Guang (0/13)"

“1号副本通关积分15分，2号副本通关积分20分，3号副本通关积分10分。”

"Players who want to enter the dungeon, please read the dungeon number silently in your heart."

"Remember, you will be able to leave the City of Shadows once you have accumulated [-] points!"

After these few lines flashed one by one, the corridor immediately became noisy.

The phantom people in those cells were calling to each other.

"Hey, is there anyone who wants to participate in these three dungeons today?"

"Old Feng, are you going to leave today? If you come in, I will go with you!"

"The No. 2 copy has 20 points for customs clearance? The points are so high, this copy must be difficult!"

Hearing these chattering voices, these players are now shocked.

The first thing they noticed was of course the copy of "Island of Eyes".

"Isn't "Island of Eyes" the first four-star dungeon opened yesterday?"

"20 points for customs clearance is too much?! We have a full score of 80 points for the four-star dungeon clearance points here!"

Someone else noticed more information.

"The City of Shadows? So 'Shadow' is the real name of this former Smiley City?"

"Can you leave this place with five thousand points? Their requirements are much lower than ours!"

"Are you stupid? Their clearance points are so much lower than ours!"

There is no star classification, only different customs clearance point settings.

There is no holographic small screen, and players communicate with each other by shouting.

There also seems to be no monster props.

When the first batch of player teams were formed, they each disappeared into their own rooms.

The words "Dungeon No. 1 in progress" popped up in the corridor.

Song Yang quickly judged that in the "City of Shadows", players may only obtain props after entering the instance.

It is impossible to not give props at all, and most players simply cannot kill monsters with bare hands.

What's more, in the copy of "The Way to Kill Him", he and Xia Jing did find two shovels that met the specifications of the Smiling Face City four years ago.

Song Yang turned his head to look at Phantom Xia Jing again.

It seems that Phantom Xiajing has no intention of entering any instance yet.

According to the behavior of the middle-aged man in the opposite cell earlier counting troops in the three numbers "1", "2" and "3", Song Yang can basically infer that there are probably only three people in the "City of Shadows" every day. copy.

After the three dungeons are completed by the player, no more dungeons will be generated that day.

According to Xia Jing's character, would he choose to watch?

No way.

This young man will eventually enter a dungeon.

It's just that at this moment, Phantom Xia Jing seems to be waiting for someone.

Five minutes later, the holographic text in the corridor changed again.

"Dungeon No. 3 is in progress."

"Replica 1 is closed."

Jia Qing was surprised and said, "Only 5 minutes have passed, and the No. 1 dungeon is closed? Is this dungeon too simple, or is the time flow in these dungeons too different from the real world four years ago?"

Feng Shi frowned: "It should be the latter... because the No. 1 copy doesn't look simple."

——Four of the eleven players who disappeared from the cell just because they entered dungeon No. 1 have returned to the cell.

They were sweating profusely, kneeling on the ground with pale faces, and their faces were full of joy for the rest of their lives.

And the seven who didn't come back must have died in the dungeon.

11 dead 7, how could this be a simple copy?

Jia Qing swallowed.

On the side, Song Yang noticed that there were people appearing one after another in some cells that were originally empty.

The players of "City of Shadows" may be the same as the players of Smiley Face City in this regard. They can all freely choose the time to log in.

Suddenly, Phantom Xia Jing looked diagonally across.

His goal seemed to be finally there.

Song Yang looked over, his pupils constricted suddenly.

A tall, thin, slightly hunched man appeared in that room.

His forehead hair covered his eyes, he quietly raised his eyes and looked out cautiously.

Those shy and strangely shining eyes made him look like a mouse living in a dark corner.

Noticing Xia Jing, he opened his mouth and seemed very excited: "Xia Jing, you, you are here."

Phantom Xia Jing squinted and smiled: "Good evening, Jiang Ying."

……

More than 100 players are most concerned at this time, of course, Song Yang and Lu Chenfei.

They all know that these people are the top players.

Even the person who ranks first in the player points ranking is probably between Song Yang and Lu Chenfei.

Just now, when I noticed that Song Yang and the others stopped at the door of a certain cell, some people became curious, but because they were not familiar with Song Yang and the others, they were embarrassed to approach them.

But at this moment, someone found that something seemed to be happening on their side, and finally couldn't help but walked over.

They cried out in surprise when they saw Mirage Xia Jing.

"...Isn't this the beauty store manager of the safe house?"

"Why is he here?"

"...he used to be a player of Shadow City?!"

Many people's complexions changed slightly, and many things instantly came to mind.

At this point, Song Yang has no way to prevent others from discovering this secret.

And the dialogue between Phantom Xiajing and Phantom Jiangying is still going on.

Phantom Jiang Ying pointed to the lines of holographic text that were spinning in the corridor, and said to Xia Jing, "There is only copy No. 2 left...Xia Jing, are you still planning to go in tonight?"

Phantom Xia Jing put her hands behind her back.

He smiled at Jiang Ying: "Of course, but the number of people in the second copy has not been full, I'm still waiting."

Jiang Ying rubbed his fingers, and blurted out: "Then, then I'll go in with you."

Xia Jing paused.

Immediately, his smile became deeper.

The pretty young man opened his lips slightly, and uttered two meaningful words: "Okay."

Song Yang glanced at Xia Jing sensitively.

Xia Jing was clearly waiting for Jiang Ying to go online just now, but Jiang Ying didn't seem to realize this.

Of course Song Yang didn't think that Xia Jing stayed here to wait for others to take care of Jiang Ying.

He quickly thought of—

——Did Xia Jing realize the strangeness of Jiang Ying at this moment?

This young man has already locked his target at this time?

...Although he already knew that Xia Jing was so smart that it was shocking, at this moment, Song Yang was still refreshed by this guy.

Diagonally, Jiang Ying, who had made an agreement with Xia Jing, excitedly clenched his fists and took a step back quietly.

He retreated into the shadows.

At this moment, many players watched him and Xia Jing suspiciously.

Therefore, many people saw that Jiang Ying raised his right hand.

He stared at the inside of his right arm, and a second later, the number "986" appeared on that piece of skin.

Someone said in amazement: "He conjured up the number...?!"

"Wait, could this figure be transferred from other parts of his body? Someone should be able to do this kind of thing?"

"It doesn't make sense logically. We usually want to cover up the points and transfer the points to prevent others from seeing our points. But why did he transfer the points to his right arm? This place is so conspicuous !"

"This guy is clearly disguising himself, he wants to disguise himself as a weak person!"

Soon, an even weirder scene happened.

Jiang Ying stared at the number "986" and never looked away.

Then, the number changed to "988" and then to "989"... until it became "1002", Jiang Ying seemed to have finally adjusted to a "correct" number, heaved a sigh of relief, and lowered his arms.

In the corridor, the players who saw this scene with their own eyes were all shocked.

"What the hell is this person... what's going on?!"

Lu Chenfei's face darkened, and he asked Song Yang, "What did Xia Jing call this guy just now?!"

Song Yang said slowly: "...Jiangying."

Jiang Ying.

film.

Countless players changed their faces.

They quickly gathered at the door of Jiangying's cell, their faces becoming very scary.

"Integral numbers are simply toys for him, he can become as much as he wants, which player can do this kind of thing?!"

"No one can do it, this guy's identity is wrong!"

"Is he a superhuman?!"

"It's impossible for a person with supernatural powers to be able to change the points, unless his supernatural powers can directly create the entire city of smiles, the city of shadows, then he is the boss in this place, of course he can play as he wants!"

Having said that, everyone fell silent.

Then, someone gritted his teeth and said, "...you won't tell me that this guy is the one who started all this?!"

……

In the dark chaotic world.

A house is quietly suspended in it.

The light in the house was projected outward through the window, but within half a meter, it was completely swallowed by the darkness.

A figure stood by the window.

Xia Jing stared out the window, and the darkness outside the window looked back at him.

At this moment, time seemed to disappear from here, and everything was frozen, turning into a permanent freeze-frame painting.

I do not know how long it has been.

Xia Jing seemed to feel something suddenly, raised his hand, and stroked his face.

Tuanzi stood up in panic, walked to Xia Jing's side, raised his head and looked at him worriedly, sobbing softly.

Xia Jing said thoughtfully: "...are you going to start moving again?"

……

Games Lobby.

The players commotion.

They broke into Jiang Ying's cell angrily and surrounded the phantom.

Someone couldn't help reaching out, but it went straight through Jiang Ying's body without grabbing anything.

"Where is this man now? Is he still alive?"

"Since Smiling Face City still exists, it means this person is still alive!"

"Where is the manager of the safe house, is there any problem with his identity?"

"No, I think the store manager looks like he intends to deal with Jiang Ying. The store manager and Jiang Ying are probably not in the same camp!"

"But what happened to the store manager... the store manager must have been tampered with by Jiang Ying so that he couldn't leave Smiley City, right?"

"Could it be that we will be like the beauty store manager, who can't leave here for the rest of our lives, and become something neither human nor strange?!"

"Find this Jiang Ying and kill him!"

"Hey, Jiang Ying, are you here now? Come out if you can!"

……

When the players were furious, the ground under their feet suddenly began to shake again.

Everyone was surprised.

The surrounding phantoms began to disintegrate like smoke.

The corridor disappeared, the iron railings disappeared, and the phantom players disappeared.

Xia Jing disappeared, and Jiang Ying also disappeared.

Amidst the screams, the vortex appeared in the game hall again.

——The people behind Smiley City seem to be starting to do it again!

And this time the vortex is even bigger than the previous one, and its destructive power will be even more terrifying!

Everything turned into an afterimage, and more than 100 players were thrown into the void in an instant, wrapped in the middle by the wind!

A player was swept to the edge of the vortex. He shouted for help in horror, but was smashed into pieces by the wind blade in an instant, and blood flew out.

The terrifying scene made countless players feel cold all over.

Song Yang's face darkened, he grabbed Jia Qing and Feng Shi in the wind, and said sharply: "Same as before, everyone grabs the people around each other!"

Lu Chenfei, Li Mian, Fei Shengxiao, Bian Ya, You Ye, Sun Qianqian, Tang Yi, Zheng Shu——

They reached out and grabbed each other hard.

Players are constantly being swept away by the wind and cut into pieces.

Feng Zhi discovered a certain pattern, and said against the strong wind: "Several of those who were swept away were all people who didn't get into the four-star dungeon until the end!"

Jia Qing panicked and shouted: "Then our players who entered the four-star dungeon won't die?!"

The moment his words fell to the ground, a bloodstain was cut on Song Yang's face by the wind blade.

——I'm afraid it will be their turn when the players who haven't entered the four-star dungeon are killed!

What should I do?

What should they do?

More than 100 players are like fish lying on a chopping board.

The enemy seemed to be standing in front of them, holding a knife, leisurely thinking about how to kill them.

But they couldn't see each other, couldn't touch each other, they could only wait in fear for the invisible knife to cut towards their necks!

The wind blade blew one after another, more and more bloodstains on Song Yang's body, and the rest of the people were the same as him.

Someone roared hoarsely, and everyone couldn't hold it anymore!

Song Yang clenched his teeth.

Is there really no way?

He closed his eyes and saw Xia Jing's figure in his mind.

The young man stared at him as always, and reminded him with a gentle voice: "Song Yang, calm down."

Song Yang's heart was beating heavily.

He opened his eyes, dark eyes calm.

——No, there must be a way.

The people behind Smiley City today are probably still supernatural beings, supernatural beings are also human beings, and human abilities are limited.

It is absolutely impossible for human beings to become gods and become invulnerable.

Thinking of this, a thought flashed in Song Yang's mind.

He said: "Take out the space bag and blow it up. This vortex is caused by the space distortion of Smiley Face City. If you want to interfere with it, you need to use the same method!"

The distorted space caused by the explosion of the space bag may be able to interfere with this space vortex.

Wanting to understand this, Lu Chenfei and the others immediately took out the interspatial bag.

They threw them towards the edge of the vortex, where the wind blade flashed!

The space bag was swept into the wind blade and was instantly shattered.

And at that place, the wind blade disappeared!

Useful, this method is useful!

Seeing this scene, the other players all imitated them and threw the space bags out one by one.

The sound of "Boom" "Boom" and "Boom" sounded everywhere, and all the wind blades were scattered everywhere!

At one point, all the players fell from the vortex, and they screamed!

They fell straight to an invisible "ground", and they fell off their backs.

Immediately afterwards, the "space" above came under heavy pressure, making them unable to straighten their backs or lift their heads.

Lu Chenfei gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck...the space in this place... is completely chaotic! What do you want...how!"

Song Yang supported the ground with both hands.

His arms strained until the veins popped.

Panting, he propped up his upper body bit by bit.

Beads of blood slid from his face and smashed down.

He couldn't raise his head and couldn't see the surrounding situation.

His field of vision was only in the small corner in front of him.

There was darkness ahead, below, and on both sides.

Song Yang's black eyes turned quickly, and he quickly made a judgment in his brain.

Could this be the chaotic zone that Xia Jing mentioned?

So the safe house and the summer scene—

At the moment when this idea popped up, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in Song Yang's field of vision.

Someone stepped out of the darkness.

The other party seemed not to be bothered by the pressure of the space above at all, and with a posture completely different from all of them, he just walked up to Song Yang step by step and stopped.

Then, he bent down, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed Song Yang's shoulder.

Song Yang froze his body.

The familiar breath made his voice hoarse: "... Xia Xia?"

...What's going on, isn't Xia Jing unable to open the door of the safe house and step into the chaos?

Xia Jing's voice fell from above his head, gentle and calm.

"You all go to the safe house first."

In the next second, everyone's vision changed.

They exclaimed, and were dragged to a brightly lit place—it was a safe house!

The gravity on the body suddenly disappeared, and more than 100 players finally took a breath.

They lay on the ground, some groaned in pain, some cried.

Song Yang was helped up.

He held Xia Jing's arm and raised his head, the scene in front of him made him freeze suddenly.

Xia Jing's body, like the whole safe house, was full of cracks.