I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

At 10 am on September 30th.

Lakeside Village Square.

Surrounded by everyone.

The elderly butler is explaining the game:

"You guys come here, are you here to pursue the treasure left by Master Weilan."

"I want to inherit the treasure."

"It takes courage, wisdom, insight, perseverance and a little bit of luck."

"I can tell you clearly."

"This game about heirs has been held for decades. So far, only three people have become disciples of Lord Vilan and have been able to make progress towards the monument left by the ancients."

"And for those who are eliminated during the game, I don't have to say more about the consequences, you should be clear in your hearts."

"What I want to reiterate is:"

"Before entering the game formally, most people have the right to quit the game. Please keep this in mind. Sometimes it is reasonable to do what you can."

Said these in one breath.

Medog waited on the spot for a while.

He should be a psychic waiting to quit.

But the 36 people looked firm.

No one wants to quit.

10 minutes later.

Mo Tuo snorted lightly, and announced indifferently:

"So..."

"Everyone stepped forward to draw lots."

"A group of four, nine groups in total."

"The members of the same group can get to know each other. At least in the first round of the game, you have common interests and do not conflict with each other."

Talking.

He juggled a lottery.

36 people stepped forward in turn.

The draw is very fast.

No one is dragging his feet.

After the lottery was drawn, Roger looked down and found that he was No. 11, and in order, he was a member of the third group.

He looked around.

Good guys.

The other members of the third group are quite individual:

…

The first is a young woman wearing a nurse uniform, white fishnet stockings, and bright red lip gloss.

Her waist is exaggerated, and there is a crazy smell between her smiles.

Roger swears.

I have never seen a similar attire in the mission hospital.

And judging from the breath of spiritism.

She should be a teacher of the furnace.

It's the same genre as the colleague of the Extreme Cup.

…

The second is a young man with a dull expression.

He is carrying a huge doll on his back.

The young man did not speak by himself.

It was his doll that kept making uproaring mockery.

But most of the time.

The doll is mocking its owner:

"Oh, your hair is too long! I suspect that you bought a wig to cover up your small single eyelid eyes!"

"Your chest is too flat. Is it an honor to make it impossible to recognize your gender from the outside?"

"What? You are a man? Sorry, I think I'm a little bit more manly than you as a doll!"

The young man turned a blind eye to the sarcasm.

I'm probably used to it.

On the contrary, others can't help but take a few more glances.

…

The third in the group is a confident muscular man.

He looks sunny and cheerful.

I don't think it has anything to do with the profession of a psychic who is active in the night all year round.

"Everyone, come and get acquainted?"

The muscular man showed his white teeth and smiled heartily.

"No need."

The female nurse said with a smile:

"Your **** are too big. I don't like chatting with people who are bigger than mine."

Talking.

She looked at the young man carrying the puppet:

"I want to communicate more with this kid."

The young man did not speak.

Instead, the puppet sneered:

"As long as you eat a few people less, your bad breath will not be so serious."

The female nurse's face suddenly changed.

The muscular man also showed a playful look.

The young man remained indifferent.

The three men stood in a stalemate for a while.

Suddenly.

The young man raised his head thoughtfully.

There is a look of doubt on his face:

"Shouldn't a group be 4 people?"

"Where is another team member?"

…

"How can a group of scums with less than 3 stars of combat power be ashamed to pretend to be masters there?"

In the corner of the square.

Roger kept shaking his head inwardly.

After the initial wait and see.

He directly put an end to the three teammates' intention to greet each other.

Most psychics have very bad personalities.

It is very troublesome to communicate.

And a guy who is easy to get along with like Blue Weir is basically inexhaustible.

So right now he is holding on to Ranwell and talking-

In fact, it can also be regarded as a cliché.

After all, he is also very wary of Ranwell.

"and so…"

"Are you still not going to quit?"

Roger asked.

"Give it a try."

Blue Weir smiled bitterly and said:

"I gave up without doing anything, I always feel a little unwilling."

Roger nodded, and at the moment he talked about some irrelevant topics, and then the conversation changed:

"Just now Mr. Motuo said that three people once stood out from the game in Lakeside Village and became the disciples of Master Weilan, so where are those three now?"

Ranwell also showed a confused look:

"I am also very puzzled about this."

"The historical materials I read didn't mention this piece of content."

"But according to common sense, they might be repairing the sixth plank road, right?"

His tone was full of uncertainty.

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

He just wanted to ask another question.

Blue Weir suddenly left-Roger looked sideways, and it turned out that it was his teammate who came to him.

The two separated at the moment.

Roger also reluctantly met with his teammates in the past.

After a while.

Medog in the center of the square said loudly:

"The team will leave after confirming."

"The location of the first round of the game is Lakeside Village North."

"At 5 o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you in the north of Anxi Lake. Note that there may be imposters near the Anxi Lake. As many people as possible, if you really accidentally place an order, then ask for more blessings."

Having said that.

The old man walked away with his cane.

Everyone is at a loss.

He hasn't revealed the content of the game yet, so he left?

But for this mysterious undead.

Everyone is still in awe.

The people in the square began to disperse.

Roger was the first group to leave.

It is different from other people's actions to find teammates or return to temporary huts.

After leaving the square.

Roger went directly to Anxi Hubei.

…

After a while.

Roger reached the position the old man said-the reason for this is so sure, because Medog himself is already guarding here.

See Roger appear.

The old man didn't have any unexpected expressions either.

He just stood there quietly.

It's like a statue.

Roger followed his gaze and looked north.

In the thick mist.

You can roughly see the outline of a mini castle.

Children's songs and nursery rhymes came vaguely from the castle.

Not far away are sections of guardrails.

Inside the guardrail.

The small half of the merry-go-round facility was exposed.

A series of flickering lights seemed so strange even in the White Tower.

"Playground?"

"This is the first level of the game?"

Roger couldn't help asking.

Medog did not answer him.

Instead, there was a laughter in the fog:

"Yup…"

"Are you here to play games with me?"

Above the carousel.

I don't know when there is an oily clown.

The clown's laughing mouth was about to split.

His tone sounded very sincere and innocent.

It's just that the huge chainsaw dragged in one's hand makes one's eyelids jump!

…

"Hint: You have encountered the demon clown"

…

"Your inspiration is suppressed, and your mood begins to agitate."

…

"Your fear value is +1 (currently 2, base value is 1 (from unknown)

…

"Warning: When your fear value exceeds 3, your body and mind will be destroyed, and all major attributes will be weakened;

If the fear value exceeds 5, you will lose most of your fighting spirit, leaving only the instinct to survive or escape;

If the fear value exceeds 7, you will be completely crazy.

…

Note: You can lower your fear value by watching striptease or taking addictive drugs.”

…

"Gan!"

"I, a man who is 100% fear-resistant, would be scared by a clown!"

"It's a shame!"

"You can't give me two more months!"

Roger looked at the unsealing date of the first seal, his teeth itching involuntarily, and he felt like he couldn't use it.

Fortunately, the clown quickly disappeared on the merry-go-round.

There was a low laughter in the thick fog.

Roger had a clue in his mind.

So turned around and stopped looking at the things in the playground.

Most of the day passed by Roger's stare blankly at the lake.

…

at dusk.

The crowd gathered outside the playground.

When they saw the broken guardrail and the carousel showing the tip of the iceberg.

Everyone understands the real location of the first level!

as predicted.

But listening to Medog said:

"After a while, take turns to enter the playground enclosed by the barrier and the fog according to the group."

"In the playground, there are immortal foreign objects lingering."

"What can be revealed is that these undead foreign objects are very powerful, and any attempt to confront directly will appear stupid!"

"You have to find a way to survive the hunt of undead foreign objects, and find a way to find the clues hidden in the playground. After deciphering the relevant clues, you will get the coordinates of the portal."

"In 1 hour, the portal to the outside of the playground will open, and the one who leaves alive is the winner."

"The winner can enter the next round."

"right now."

"The first group, come in!"

The voice fell.

The crutches in Medog's hand struck the ground hard.

Silently.

The emerald green light illuminates the lakeside.

A small teleportation array appeared in front of everyone.

The four in the first group looked at each other.

After all, he gritted his teeth and rushed in in turn!

The rest are separated by guardrails and heavy fog.

Do my best to observe the changes inside.

…

The same goes for the other three in Roger's group.

They clung to the guardrail.

I can't wait to get my head in.

The female nurse even turned over and sat on the guardrail presumptuously. Seeing that Medog didn't stop her, her thighs flickered, catching a lot of the eyes of the men present.

"I said…"

Her words have just come to this point.

The piercing sound of chainsaw suddenly sounded—

"I caught you!"

There was a sharp laugh.

An oily-faced clown in cotton clothes suddenly rushed out of the fog!

The female nurse screamed.

Before she could get out, the sound of the chainsaw sounded—

When everyone pulled her body away from the guardrail.

The parts below the knee of her two thighs have all been sawed off!

In the guardrail.

The clown held the two legs wrapped in silk stockings and smiled happily:

"Oh, I'm embarrassed to catch the wrong person."

"but…"

"It's also a matter of time, isn't it? Welcome to my playground, beautiful lady, it's your turn in a while, I will definitely give you special treatment..."

Talking.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared:

"Someone finds a clue so soon?"

"Damn it!"

Talking.

He dragged the chainsaw into the thick fog.

…

Outside the guardrail.

Everyone was in shock.

The female nurse looked at her blood-stained knee with a pained expression and a pale face.

There were many unkind gazes floating nearby.

"Now it's too late to apply for withdrawal."

Medog was a rare reminder.

"Do not!"

Unexpectedly.

The female nurse used psychic technique to simply bandage the wound.

She whispered something to the muscular man.

The two parties should have reached some kind of agreement.

finally.

The muscular man carried the female nurse on his back.

It seems that the two are going to enter the playground just like that.

The others showed their playfulness.

But it didn't take long for them to gossip.

A series of screams came from the playground where the lights were on and off!

Then there was the explosion of ‘bang bang bang’.

The strong smell of blood irritated everyone's mouth and nose.

There was a faint sound of demonic laughter.

Outside the guardrail.

Medog announced calmly:

"Second Group."

Everyone looked at him incredulously.

The look on the old housekeeper's face did not change.

"fast!"

"Second Group!"

Medog urged.

The four people in the second group looked at each other for a while, and one of them spoke:

"I abstain!"

Roger looked at him somewhat unexpectedly.

That person is Ramwell!

Ranwell looked as white as paper, and didn't know whether he was explaining his cowardice or talking to himself:

"I didn't know I would encounter this kind of thing."

"I'm not ready yet..."

"Yes." Medog said blankly: "Where are the rest?"

With Ramwell taking the lead.

In the second group, another little girl chose to give up.

In this way.

There are only two people left in this group.

Looking at the second group of two people who clenched their teeth, Medog said naturally:

"You two are merged into the third group."

"Let's go in together."

"But don't be careless, the more the number, the higher the number and level of undead foreign objects."

This statement came out.

The third group of people suddenly seemed a little caught off guard.

Especially muscular male and female nurses.

The expressions on their faces are full of surprises.

But no matter how unexpected they are.

Under Medog's urging.

Either abstain.

Either go in.

In the end, a group of six people walked into the portal at the same time.

Whoosh!

White light flashed.

The scene in front of the six people changed slightly.

Pleasant nursery rhymes came from a distant carousel.

Roger noticed.

To his left is a roller coaster platform.

On the right hand side is a circus-like tent.

In front is an arch bridge.

Behind is the playground fence.

There is a powerful psychic enchantment attached to it.

Haven't waited for everyone to adapt to the changes in the scene.

In the mist.

The clown carrying the chainsaw has already walked over with heavy footsteps!

Everyone was on guard.

And it's about 20 meters away from everyone.

The clown suddenly put down the chainsaw.

He blindfolded his eyes with his hands and began to count:

"30, 29, 28..."

See this scene.

Everyone was taken aback first.

A middle-aged man in the second group took the lead in saying:

"He wants to play hide and seek with us!"

"Let's hide now!"

Heard this.

The others nodded at the same time.

They began to flee in all directions.

Just in the process of fleeing.

They suddenly noticed that someone was standing still!

"Neurotic!"

"What is it to pretend?"

"A life for nothing!"

Looking at Roger standing there.

The other five people sneered with disdain in their hearts.

At the moment they speeded up the pace of fleeing.

Never look at the pretending young man again.

…

In the center of the playground, the origin of the teleportation.

"10.9.8..."

The clown over there is still counting.

suddenly.

A gust of wind came.

The clown released his hands in astonishment and raised his head—

At that moment.

He was surprised to see a huge chainsaw stabbed into his body!

He took my chainsaw?

The clown thought in a daze.

But soon.

He realized that was not the case.

The size of the chainsaw in Roger's hand is much larger than that in his hand!

How is this going?

The clown is full of doubts.

Just now.

"Zerzzi!"

The huge chainsaw erupted with a terrifying sound.

In the eyes of the clown collapsing.

Roger directly saw him into two pieces with Sandy in his hand!

"It's not pleasing to your eyes."

He couldn't help poking at the corpse on the ground.

…

"You killed a demon clown"

…

"History Panel: Your health has been slightly improved"

…

"Essential Panel: Your digestive ability has been slightly improved"

…

"Huh? The attributes are okay."

Roger remembered it clearly.

He now has 700 chewing ability.

If you add up the "digestion + absorption" ability.

Then there will be no more things he can't eat in the world!

But at the moment he is still focused on the playground.

Intuition tells him.

It is impossible to have only one undead foreign object in this place.

So he carried the oversized chainsaw and walked into the thick fog incomparably.

…

Outside the playground.

A scream came from deep in the thick fog.

The people in the fourth group showed an expression of anxiety.

They inflated each other and took a step forward.

Who knew it was stopped by Medog with an extremely disgusting look.

"No one is dead yet."

Medog said coldly.

The people in the fourth group were slightly taken aback:

"Then the voice just now...?"

Medog was silent.

after awhile.

He sneered and said:

"Someone opened the devil's door."

"The difficulty has increased."

"Ha ha…"

"I want to see which hapless guy is!"

Talking.

He walked to an abandoned street sign outside the guardrail.

Medog lightly touched the street sign with the tip of his cane.

Toot toot~

The surface of the street sign trembles like ripples.

Not long.

A terrifying picture appeared in front of everyone!

But see the corner of the playground.

Hundreds of demon clowns dragging chainsaws appeared there!

And surrounded by them.

Surprisingly a helpless guy!

"Can you zoom in?"

Someone suggested. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Yeah, how did I see that man also has a chainsaw in his hand?"

Some people seconded.

Medog glared at them ugly.

But he still followed their advice.

After touching the cane.

The screen starts to zoom in and zoom in again.

And along with this process.

The expressions of the onlookers began to become rigid and rigid again!

…

"bigger!"

"Bigger!"

"Aren't you an all-purpose soap? Brother has no other demands on you, just be big!"

In the playground.

Face the hundreds of demon clowns.

Roger said to Sandy in his hand while showing excitement.

"Is it bigger, Master?"

"Woohoo."

"I am afraid."

Sandy's voice was full of tremors.

Roger looked down at the two-meter-long chainsaw in his hand, and said as expected:

"Of course it must be big!"

"It's bigger!"

"Who stipulates that only they can bluff someone with a chainsaw?"

"The only way to deal with fear is to become fear!"

"Come on, Sandy!"

"Give me big quickly!"

The voice fell.

Roger waved the three-meter chainsaw and stabbed into the clown group!

For a time.

It's bloody.

Screamed.

…

"Hint: Your fear is -1"

…

"Intimidation feedback: You perceive the fear value of the demon clown +1"

…

"You perceive the fear of the undead Medog +1"

…

"You perceive the fear value of psychic XXX +1"

…

"Huh? Someone is peeping?"

Roger, who was stabbing someone crazy with the oversized chainsaw, frowned slightly.

…