Chapter 1098 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 21)
Chapter 1098 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 21)
This is not possible!
As an NPC who has been bound to the game for some time, he has long forgotten the persecution he suffered at the hands of the game and the hatred he felt back then. Now, he enjoys having these people's lives in his own hands, crushing them like ants.
He wants them to live, and they can live; he wants them to die, and they must die.
Since he became an NPC, his biggest concern has been how to ensure the long-term continuation of the game. If the game were to end, he would naturally die as well.
Now, the NPCs and the players are naturally separate entities in terms of their respective positions.
Therefore, anyone who tries to survive his game is provoking him!
The NPC was extremely agitated. This was a carefully designed death game, not an easy way for players to get through.
He was aiming to kill them all.
His game may seem like it allows for team play, but that's because of the rules of the mirror world. Without a team, everyone is doomed to die. That's why team play is used to enhance combat power, which is why the game is recognized by certain rules.
But in reality, the mortality rate is ridiculously high.
Since conventional dangers can't stop them, they have no choice but to take the risk and deliberately cause trouble.
In the mirror world, if an NPC needs to use privileges, the difficulty level in the other party's game needs to be automatically set. In other words, the higher the risk, the higher the reward.
Therefore, NPCs have very few opportunities to use their privileges to modify the game difficulty, and some games don't even have that option.
Fortunately, the NPCs in this "Ghostly Encounters" game, which resulted in almost 100% of players dying, have the authority to change the game difficulty twice, although they can only change one line.
You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. Even if these three people performed exceptionally well, the fact that none of them died would be an insult to his authority, so he decided to make medicine.
So, on the next part of their route, he added more deadly dangers and traps that he liked, even if it would disrupt the original balance of the game, just to keep these three eyesores in the maze.
However, as an NPC, just like Miaomiao said, "Didn't you write a 500-word essay about a lollipop when you were in elementary school?", the other party's cultural level is actually quite limited.
He was only a capable fighter when it came to violence, but he was terrible at academics. So even though the mirror world made him an NPC, and all the instructions and rules were transmitted directly through his brain, they only went around in his head. He still only knew one side of the story and not the other.
For example, in the rules of the mirror world, there's a rule that almost no one uses, yet it still exists.
If the game developers deliberately increase the difficulty to prevent players from winning, thus breaking the bottom line of fair competition, then every bit of unfair treatment a player suffers will ultimately be converted into an equivalent high amount of points, which will be added to the completion rewards.
Therefore, the NPC's malicious manipulation at this moment not only failed to stop the three's path to victory, but also "added bricks and tiles" to their final reward.
The NPC had just used his privileges to change the difficulty when Xie Chenzhou on the other side immediately sensed that something was wrong with the game.
He unconsciously slowed his pace as he led Miaomiao, looked around, then frowned slightly as his gaze swept across the deep stone path ahead.
"No, the density and intensity of the danger have changed."
Miaomiao and Tan Jiashu also vaguely sensed something. In the previous games, they hadn't encountered a dangerous situation in many alleys. They would only encounter it once after walking a certain distance, or it would be a hidden danger.
Sure enough, just a few seconds after Xie Chenzhou finished speaking, the three of them discovered that a black coffin had suddenly emerged from the ground in the middle of the originally fairly orderly stone path. The coffin looked extremely heavy and seemed out of place in the quiet environment.
The game seemed to deliberately create terrifying sound effects. Miao Miao heard a dull "click-click-click" sound, and what she could see in her field of vision was a coffin lid that had been pushed open halfway, and a pale, eerie hand that was pulling out from the gap, with its fingertips tinged with a strange bluish-black.
The air was filled with the smell of decay; it was truly awful...
"Is this... a zongzi?"
Miao Miao's pupils contracted, and she instantly remembered something from the TV series the original owner had watched.
"So, this game is just a forced adaptation, bringing things that should be in the tomb directly to the game arena?"
His ancestors must be turning in their graves.
Despite her complaints, Miaomiao remained vigilant.
However, before she could finish speaking, the commotion inside the coffin suddenly intensified. What was originally a double-speed opening suddenly became ten times faster. With a loud "bang," the coffin lid was forced open, and a huge figure wrapped in a rotten shroud with a bluish-black face sat up. Its scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent. It was the "zongzi" that Miaomiao had been thinking of.
From the moment the coffin was discovered to the moment "Zongzi" broke open the coffin and sat up, it didn't even take five seconds—at most, the time it took for Miaomiao to utter a single sentence.
The thing was alive, making strange "hoarse" sounds from its throat. Its empty eye sockets, filled with an inexplicably scarlet color, looked extremely eerie, as if it were about to pounce out of the coffin and finish them off at any moment.
This is quite different from the chainsaw killer. Miaomiao recalled from the TV series the original owner had watched that this "zongzi" was incredibly strong and not so easy to kill.
Just as the "zongzi" was about to break out of the coffin at the critical moment, Xie Chenzhou reacted with lightning speed.
Before the rice dumpling could even fully stand up, he lunged forward and, using the momentum, slammed the stick into the "rice dumpling's" eye socket!
Miaomiao even saw that a large part of the red eye socket had sunk in, and then with a muffled "thump," the "zongzi" that had been moving at an accelerated pace suddenly froze, and then fell straight back into the coffin.
Xie Chenzhou had no intention of giving it any chance to sit up again. He then raised his long leg, which seemed to be endowed with special power, and kicked the coffin lid hard.
With a "bang," he kicked the coffin lid back into its original place, sealing it tightly once more, trapping the newly freed "zongzi" inside again.
Xie Chenzhou even picked up two heavy stones that had fallen from somewhere and, together with Tan Jiashu, used all their strength to press them down on both ends of the coffin lid, which temporarily stabilized the situation.
"Let's go, don't delay!"
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