Forces of Temptation

Chapter 66: 8-hour gaming battle (7)

Nanzhou's previous life was full of conflicts.

On the one hand, it is boring, mechanical, and repetitive.

On the other hand, it is terrifying, twisted, and abnormal.

So he fell in love with painting.

This hobby is the most intuitive to record even the slightest difference in life, and it can also divert your attention very well.

Sketch is easy to talk about, but color is hard to learn.

Small place, no place to sell paint.

So, Nanzhou often finds some colored ores or glass bottles, smashes them thoroughly, adds walnut oil, and grinds them to the desired mesh.

Nan Zhou turned his attic into a studio.

His paintings are not really works.

He paints whatever he sees, and paints whatever he can find.

The cup that dropped.

Broken half door.

The inside of the carton.

Or waste paper, walls, ceilings.

The most satisfying picture Nan Zhou has ever painted is the woman who planted an apple tree.

He painted her figure on the snow-white wall of the street.

It was a sunny day, the day was like fire, the sunny and hot light burned his back, and behind him were the small town people who came and went and ignored him.

Nan Zhou painted his paintings by himself.

Women's lips are beautiful and therefore very difficult to draw.

Nanzhou simply sat down and slowly colored it with walnut oil, trying to create the most suitable color.

When he tuned to the eighth red…

"Hey." Someone spoke to him with a laugh: "It's a good painting."

Nan Zhou raised his eyes, faced the bright white light, looked at the unfamiliar face, and responded to his compliment lightly: "Thank you."

…

Nan Zhou suddenly turned over and sat up.

Li Yinhang just finished her peace of mind, holding the little squirrel statue to wake up.

Nan Zhou suddenly made such a big movement, which made her agitated, and the rest of the sleepiness ran away.

Jiang Fang never fell asleep.

He always kept a part of his mind to observe the surrounding situation and found no one approaching.

He asked Nan Zhou: "What's wrong?"

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang: "...it's him."

He finally remembered who Xie Xiangyu was.

Xie Xiangyu's face is somewhat different from the one in Nan Zhou's memory.

Now Xie Xiangyu is more vivid and younger.

…The most important thing is that Xie Xiangyu at that time was much higher than this one now.

That's why he failed to match the number immediately.

Jiang Fang raised his voice with interest: "Who is 'he'?"

Nan Zhou blinked: "I can't tell you."

Jiang Fang: "Friend?"

Nan Zhou gave him a disapproving look: "I have no friends."

Jiang Fang learned his expression and tone: "Ah, so."

Nan Zhou: "...you learn from me."

Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows, and the expression of a prudent gentleman was a little more playful.

He stood up, stretched out his slender arms and legs, and stretched out a pleasing body arc: "Hungry. Supper?"

The night scene of Squirrel Town is the same as any real carnival.

But here and reality are different after all.

If it is reality, they may feel a little weird and terrifying in an empty town with no tourists.

However, players are competitive.

A town without players can give people an extra sense of peace of mind.

They went to the restaurant they went to in the morning.

Squirrel Waiter is a low-functioning NPC.

As soon as a customer leaves or enters her store, her memory will be refreshed automatically, completely forgetting the other party.

She was performing a stereotyped task, ordering food in a rush, and winked at Nan Zhou with affection.

…and left Nan Zhou’s phone number again.

Nan Zhou put the second napkin with the phone number on it in his pocket and watched her fluffy tail wagging away.

She is so carefree because she only has the memory of a short meal at most.

What to do now, forget it next time.

This ability is really enviable.

He lowered his head and silently ate the boscilla on his plate.

One bite at a time, swallowing at a constant speed.

At this moment, the other two who were quiet also had their own thoughts.

Since they updated the interface, Li Yinhang spent quite a long time reviewing the current list of more than 10,000 IDs from scratch.

She saw "Tailwind" and "Nanshan" they once met.

They are all fine, none of them are missing.

Only, Li Yinhang failed to find the name of her missing roommate on the leaderboard.

She thought, maybe she's gone.

Even when they came in, the "Eternal Life-Zhang Yi" who ranked first in total points completely disappeared from the ranking.

The first position was replaced by a person called "Eternal Life-Su Di".

"Zhang Yi", I don't know if it was a man or a woman, I don't know which dungeon he died in, and I don't know why he died.

Li Yinhang was a little stunned.

In the two dungeons she experienced, no teammates were injured.

This gave her an illusion, as if they could really pass the level peacefully all the way to the top of the list.

However, these two discoveries dispelled her unrealistic fantasies.

If you want to reach the first position, you must step on some blood.

Li Yinhang secretly clenched his fist.

The Cube must win.

So, she must also have determination and consciousness, and don't hold back the team at critical times.

At this time, Jiang Fang was also watching the rankings.

But he didn't watch solo.

He clicked on the team that was at the top of the team leaderboard.

The name is ".".

A neat period.

For non-friend teams, the system will not give too detailed information.

The only information is that this team is a duo and the points are unknown.

In short, the second-ranked team has changed for several rounds, but it has not been able to shake its first position.

World channel is also discussing the origin of this number.

There is only this ".", which is at the top of the list from the beginning.

No one has teamed up with them or seen them.

What's even more strange is that some people have patiently searched the entire single-player list, but they can't see any players with "." prefix.

After discussion for a while, everyone came to the conclusion that this "." is most likely the GM number used for system testing①.

Some people speculate that maybe when the team's second-place score exceeds ".", the rules of the game will change.

It is possible that whichever team surpasses the "." first will win.

Who is the first will be based on the ranking of the single player and team rankings at that time.

But others disagree.

Because it simply relies on copies and points, objectively speaking, the first one is superior to the last one.

The proof is that those who are at the top of the single and team leaderboards come earlier.

If the standard of whoever wins the "." first will win, the subsequent team will suffer too much.

So some players think that this "." is a threshold set by the game system for them.

After crossing it, the system may restrict them on the level.

For example, some forced PVP or similar knockout matches.

The development of World Channel is indeed beneficial.

There will not only be disputes, abuse, transactions, but also sparks when various ideas collide.

Like now.

After the players discussed the origin and role of a ".", they began to discuss the purpose behind the planners imprisoning them here to force the game.

Looking at the hot discussion forum, Jiang Fang did not make any comments.

He slightly bent his fingertips and lightly touched the team name of "." on the operation panel.

The movements are intimate and gentle.

…as if she was deeply nostalgic for something.

…

It wasn't until two days later that the players in the squirrel town gradually became bustling.

Because they didn't reveal their true colors, even if the three of them walked on the street in an open and honest way, no one would have thought that they had tossed a group of players running around just by telling the time two days ago. The "Cube Ark".

Other players even talk about their deeds by the side.

Li Yinhang, who was resting by the fountain, thought it was a wonderful feeling. He lowered his head like a quail and played the system silently, trying to keep a low profile.

Nanzhou accompanies Antarctica to play, and allows Antarctica to climb up the tree, and play a game of throwing and catching with him using the pine cones on the tree.

Soon, he felt someone staring at him.

That gaze did not belong to Jiang Fang beside him.

When she turned her gaze, Nan Zhou accidentally saw a somewhat familiar face in the window on the second floor of a hotel.

…the girl he met in front of the bulletin board two days ago.

Nanzhou glanced over, the girl's face turned red, she swooped away from the window, and slipped faster than a rabbit.

Nanzhou: "...?"

Why.

Am I ugly?

Lu Lulu, who is "the sonorous little rose", huddled at the side of a window at this time, and all she saw in front of her eyes was Nan Zhou's cold and cold glance that seemed to have a small hook.

She pressed her chest, and she could see her heartbeat through the clothes.

She felt that she was warmed by that look.

…When I saw him at the electronic sign two days ago, he said he was leaving.

Now he has returned to the squirrel town just like himself.

Is this fate?

When she started to think wildly, should she go downstairs to chat with him and continue the relationship, Chen Meibing's voice came unexpectedly beside her: "Hey, 'Sanlu' —”

Lu Lulu: "…Huh?"

Chen Meibing pointed out the window: "You look familiar to that person, don't you?"

Lu Lulu was stunned for a while before she realized that Chen Meibing was just like her just now, staring straight at Nanzhou outside the window.

Lu Lulu hurriedly patted her arm, her face shy: "Oh, don't look! He's about to find us!"

Chen Meibing: “…”

Chen Meibing squinted her speechlessly and continued to look downstairs.

Nanzhou raised her hand facing the tree, motioning for Nanyang Star to jump to his hand.

Nanjing Xing didn't want to come down, so he hugged the twig and grumbled.

Nan Zhou shook his head silently at it, rejecting Sanlian.

—No, don't play, come down.

Looking at his profile, Chen Meibing frowned even more: "I think he looks familiar."

Shao Qian was busy sorting out the newly collected copy information yesterday, she heard the words with a smile: "You look familiar to you who are good-looking."

"No." Chen Meibing clicked, "I really saw him."

She said to herself: "Where did you see it..."

However, no one could answer her questions.

…

The 3 A-level gift packs with the 75,000 points arrived in the account are all perfunctory.

There are 10 shared levels, 500 hours of oxygen usage rights, and 20 free accommodation coupons that can be used at any rest point.

In contrast, they are more looking forward to the rewards of "sand, sand, sand" dungeons.

In this instance, the "Cube Ark" received an S grade.

It's been another day, and the gift package is long overdue.

This time, Li Yinhang was lucky.

She actually gave out a Grade A item.

She drew an attack weapon.

[Prop Name: Light Finger Chain (Right Hand)]

[Usage description: excellent close-range combat props, excellent infinite refill ability, excellent evolution ability, excellent decoration…]

[In short, an excellent weapon! 】

[However, it is an excellent weapon for level 0. 】

There are five moissanite-shaped silver stone rings in the finger chain, which perfectly fit the user's fingers and can be worn on the fingers of the right hand in turn.

As the introduction says, it is an evolutionary weapon.

When she bends her finger, the ring deflects light subtly at a certain angle.

And she can manipulate this light.

But this piece of light was only soft, she was tossing it around like a silk thread tied to a yo-yo.

After a while, the light disappeared.

…how to say.

This function is also astringent.

But this prop is useless other than to verify her luck.

Li Yinhang knew that he could not control it, so he simply traded it to Nanzhou.

Nan Zhou exchanged the B-level props she had drawn with her.

[Prop Name: Lime Powder (24 Packs)]

[Instructions: just throw it out! 】

[A must-have product for street hooligans, no CD②, you can use it as you like. 】

【—except your vision! 】

Li Yinhang felt that this simple and rough attack method was more suitable for him, so he was very satisfied.

…Only Jiang Fang drew C-level items.

[Item name: The heart of beauty, everyone has it]

[Usage description: I said in the mirror, I love you too. 】

[Unlimited access in theory. 】

[Because the love of beauty will never stop. 】

Jiang Fang was holding his own props and was a little bit dumbfounded.

Nan Zhou said seriously: "It suits you very well."

Jiang Fang touched his face and felt better: "Thank you."

After the three-day rest day was over, and after defrauding the system of a lot of points with the boss quality captured from the system, "Cube Ark" chose to enter the dungeon again.

This time I used the level that the system sent them.

This time, their game mode of choice is still PVE.

Now Li Yinhang has given up the wish of "don't draw ghosts".

Take a step by step.

Click.

Use.

The system randomly selects the level—

【Dear "Cube Ark" team players, hello~】

[Welcome to the copy:…]

Nanzhou pricked up his ears and wanted to listen carefully to the relevant information about the game.

However, he seemed to sense something strange, and there was a buzzing sound in his ear, as if something burst.

The sudden influx of intense, needle-like tinnitus made him unable to hear anything.

When the wind blows, the skin quickly cools down.

He seemed to hear the familiar mechanical voice slowly explaining the dungeon rules, but Nan Zhou couldn't concentrate at all.

The familiar discomfort swept through his body, with the force that almost drowned him, stripped his strength, and pulled him into the endless darkness, or the endless light.

Nanzhou has a strong tolerance for pain, and it is difficult for ordinary discomfort to show on his face.

He just clenched his fists and swallowed a moan that spilled into his throat calmly.

When he opened his blurred eyes, the first thing that caught his eye were five blurry figures.

The soles of my feet are hard ground, with the smell of old cement.

…they appear to be in a building.

This is all Nanzhou can perceive now.

Like the first copy of "Xiao Ming's Daily", they are directly face-to-face with their teammates.

However, the teammates they met this time were different from the previous ones.

The man headed by him measures about one meter eight, with a straight waist and a splendid temperament.

He walked up to the three and gave a military salute.

"Hello." The man spoke with a clean and refreshing energy, "He Yinchuan, the leader of the bronze brigade, is one of the voluntary action teams established by the country for this disappearance accident. The task is to Assist the masses to complete the game and protect the lives of the masses to the greatest extent possible."

After finishing the routine self-introduction with a sullen face, He Yinchuan smiled heartily, showing his beautiful and neat teeth: "Hello. He Yinchuan, the former captain of the S City Armed Police Fire Detachment."

Li Yinhang didn't come back to his senses: "..."

She was not surprised by the appearance of such an organization.

But her nervous heart because of entering an unfamiliar environment suddenly relaxed because of the intimacy that came to her face.

…I even want to call the police uncle.

Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows with interest.

This situation is somewhat beyond his common sense.

…Why would anyone risk their life to enter a place like this?

He looked at Nanzhou, wanting to see how he blinked curiously.

The next moment, Jiang Fang's face changed completely.

Behind Nan Zhou, there is a window.

—Outside the window, there was a terrifyingly huge full moon.

The moon is magnified more than a hundred times, and you can even see the potholes on it.