Seeing that Su Er was silent, Zhao Banjin took it as a sign of weakness and turned to look at the other players: "As long as we make this instance independent, everyone can escape the control of the game."
"The chances of success are too slim," said a relatively calm female player. "Besides, according to your plan, even if it succeeds, we'll only be able to survive in this dungeon from now on."
"So what? Everyone has awakened their identities, so you won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future. Don't say you're reluctant to leave your relatives and friends..." Zhao Banjin's eyes turned cold. "Once you enter the game, who knows if you'll be killed in a dungeon the next moment."
The female player shook her head and said, "Everyone has their own aspirations."
It was obvious that her ideas differed from Zhao Banjin's.
Zhao Banjin didn't expect to convince everyone: "If you're willing to stand on the same front with me, just show me your invitation."
One after another, four people took out their invitations.
"Get out of here!"
Suddenly, two puppets appeared from under the feet of the female player who had objected, and began to pull her towards a certain place. The puppets were extremely powerful, and after the female player tore off their arms, several more quickly appeared.
"Puppeteer." Su Er recognized that it was Lin Qian's method.
Zhao Banjin suddenly clapped his hands exaggeratedly: "I almost forgot, have you ever encountered a ghost that bewitched you into overturning the game?"
Several players' eyes flickered.
"That wasn't my plan," Zhao Banjin said with a chuckle, "From the first time the ghost appeared, I knew it was a test by the host."
The host's nature is actually more brutal than a ghost. When facing players who are not firm in their stance, they can use this as an excuse to do something.
As he expected, after hearing this, several people took out invitations.
Zhao Banjin: "Very good..."
Bang bang.
Two gunshots interrupted his speech.
When the female player was about to give up being pulled by the puppet, several puppets at her feet were suddenly knocked away.
Suer looked over in surprise. Being able to shoot in the dark meant that Ji Heng also had night vision ability.
When he thought about the other person's identity as a werewolf, the surprise in his eyes quickly disappeared.
The female player had no time to celebrate her survival. She yelled at Ji Heng, "Aim at him!"
Disappointingly, Ji Heng didn't point the gun at Zhao Banjin. Instead, he spoke calmly, "By revealing your identity, you must have made every possible preparation."
"Cold weapons are a great invention," Zhao Banjin stared at the gun in his hand, "We have also made preparations."
He dared to guarantee that even if he failed, as soon as Ji Heng walked out of the yard, he would be shot into a sieve by the bullets guarding outside the villa.
Ji Heng: "Are you confident that you can succeed?"
"Less than half the chance." Zhao Banjin opened his mouth, suddenly a bit confused: "Twenty-eight? Thirty-seven?"
The future cannot be changed so easily.
Ji Heng sighed softly: "If that's the case, why go this far?"
"This is an opportunity, an opportunity that will never come again," Zhao Banjin said coldly, "Even if there's only a slight chance of success, I'm going to try."
There is a sense of world-weariness between the lines.
Su Er's brow furrowed slightly. He would show no mercy to anyone who wanted him dead. Zhao Banjin's choice had been a warning to him. He needed to find a way to get out of the game as quickly as possible. The more dungeons one went through, the more extreme one's emotions became.
"There's no point in stalling," Zhao Banjin said, looking at Ji Heng. "The host is being held back by three factions at once and can't come."
Success or failure doesn't even matter. Zhao Banjin has an absurd idea that as long as Suer dies, he won't lose this game.
"The safest way is for you to stand aside and do nothing." Zhao Banjin: "I want Su Er's life."
Ji Heng shook his head: "Do you believe this?"
The players around subconsciously took a deep breath, especially those who had not yet made a choice. They had only heard of Ji Heng's fame in the game before, but now they had the opportunity to truly witness the fight between two powerful figures.
Ji Heng really had no intention of holding back. A dagger appeared in his white palm, with black air lingering around the sharp blade.
The kind of black air visible to the naked eye.
This mirror maze was so strange that even Ji Heng couldn't figure it out immediately. His advantage was that he was fast enough. Before the crocodile that had strayed into the pond could bite him, he had already jumped to another place.
Players who sit on the sidelines soon discover they can no longer play the sidelines.
In the darkness, someone's arm was torn apart by sharp claws.
"Werewolf." Before Sur could give a warning, a serious look flashed in his eyes and he narrowly avoided the attack.
"Vampires, werewolves, and the Illuminati have all accepted benefits from Wan Baolin," Zhao Banjin was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Ji Heng, but he still did not forget to taunt him: "Whoever kills Su Er, even if he doesn't take sides, I will allow him to be the one who reaps the benefits and not participate in this struggle!"
No matter how fast Soul's reaction is, it can't be faster than a werewolf's.
He had no choice but to use the stun gun in the middle of the fight, and while the werewolf was paralyzed, he took the gun thrown by Ji Heng.
At the moment before the shot was fired, the werewolf jumped up and changed its target.
Sur kept holding the gun and hesitated to pull the trigger.
It's nothing, my accuracy is not good enough.
Ji Heng had taught him how to shoot, but aiming was something that could not be mastered in a short time.
The player who was attacked by the werewolf felt angry and wanted to curse, "What a rip-off!"
He was lucky. Those who were unlucky fell into the pond while dodging and were immediately attacked by crocodiles.
"hiss--"
Zhao Banjin's arm was cut by a dagger. He gasped and was horrified to find that the wound did not improve even after using healing magic.
Ji Heng raised the corner of his mouth: "Focus."
Zhao Banjin couldn't help but divert some of his attention to Su Er. He sneered, "How can someone who can't even fire a gun get any achievement points?"
They knew this was an attempt to sow discord, but human nature was complicated. They thought that Su'er had been in the game for less than half a year and had already accumulated several achievement points, while they had survived many trials and tribulations in the dungeon and gained nothing.
Many players inevitably feel psychologically unbalanced.
Another scratch was made on his cheek, but Zhao Banjin didn't care at all. He repeated word by word, "Why did he do that?"
Drops of blood dripped from his cheeks, highlighting a hint of madness.
A gust of wind suddenly swept over his head, intensifying the pain in his wound. Zhao Banjin ignored the wound. The buzzing sound kept circulating in his ears. When he looked up again, a red dot appeared in the night sky.
Su Er gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, hold on a little longer. The helicopter I hired is here!"
"…"
No matter how powerful the mirror maze is, it is a ground-based device after all. Once the helicopter's rescue ladder is lowered, it can be easily lifted up for rescue purposes.
"You!" Zhao Banjin held his breath in his chest, and before he could release it, he heard a burst of gunfire outside.
Gunfight?
Zhao Banjin's heart sank.
Su Er growled, "Don't panic! The assassins I hired are here too! They should have surrounded the villa by now!"
The sound of the propellers became more pronounced as the planes descended. Seeing at least ten helicopters, Zhao Banjin felt a sweet taste in his throat. "Where did you get the money?"
"I borrowed the rest from a classmate in the neighboring class, who promised to help her seriously ill sister prolong her life."
There is no shortage of rich people in this world.
"The flower language of heather is betrayal," the voice was so soft that only he could hear it. Su Er sighed, "I'm just in case."
After seeing the conclusion of the prophecy last night, he thought about it and finally decided to spend money to ensure his safety.
All the men from the three major factions had been called in to hold the host back, leaving only a limited number of men and limited strength. Sur raised his voice, "Though the men I called in aren't mercenaries, they're plenty!"
With a hope of survival, the players began to act ruthlessly, first targeting the person who had just held out the invitation. Once the hidden dangers around them were resolved, they could be taken away by helicopter without any worries, leaving the dangerous mirror maze.
Unfortunately, they didn't dare to move too far away from their current location. After solving the nearby troubles, they each guarded their own piece of land.
The helicopter had already descended to a certain altitude and the pilot lowered the ladder.
Su Er: "You go first, I'll follow behind!"
"Idiot!" Zhao Banjin couldn't help but curse when he saw that there were really players looking at Sul with gratitude.
Sur stayed definitely not to cover the retreat, but to obtain information from himself and become the biggest beneficiary of the copy.
As the person who uncovers the truth, the points reward will definitely not be low.
As if sensing his thoughts, Suer grinned in Zhao Banjin's direction and did not deny it. He saved the player out of his own pocket, but that did not mean he had to give up the benefits.
Seeing the players being rescued one after another, Zhao Banjin opened his mouth and wanted to take off the hypocritical mask, but the noise of the helicopter was too loud, and it was impossible for everyone to hear his voice.
puff!
He was so angry that he vomited blood.
"Why did you ask just now?" Ji Heng's smile was quite amusing, and he answered Zhao Banjin's question just now: "Because he has brains."
There were many players' corpses scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. It was the first time that Sur saw players killing each other in front of him, and he suddenly felt nauseous.
When a rabbit dies, the fox mourns.
Even the darkest person can't avoid having this kind of emotion in the dungeon.
Zhao Banjin could no longer pose a threat as the black energy from the dagger invaded his body. His physical strength gradually failed him and he was staggering to maintain his balance.
At this time, Sur half-knelt down and closed the player's eyes that were still open.
Zhao Banjin sneered at the sight, and just as the sarcastic words were about to come out of his mouth, he saw the compassion in Suer's eyes disappear and he began to search the corpse. Soon he found several props.
"…"
Finally, Sur stood up and gestured to a helicopter still waiting in the air. With the cooperation of the pilot, he was safely transported to another corpse and continued to touch the corpse.
The players selected through auditions were not too weak, most of them had life-saving items, and they gained a lot.
Without hesitation, he brought all the spoils to Ji Heng and said, "Keep them."
Ji Heng raised his eyebrows.
Su Er: "Back then, I sold Zhou Linjun's belongings. He could have used my things to trade with Gou Baopu." He sneered, "If he hasn't taken action yet, he might be waiting for me to accumulate enough things before launching his revenge."
The stun gun and the mysterious eyeball are bound items and cannot be taken away, but the same is true for ordinary items.
"Once he has enough achievement points, he'll use the paper marriage relationship to find Gou Baopu." Su Er actually smiled a somewhat seductive smile. "After all, nothing is more despairing than seeing hope only to have it suddenly changed."
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"I heard he has already received ten achievement points..."
"Is it worth it to consume Yin Qi to prolong my wakefulness and avoid falling into a deep sleep?"
Mr. Shuhai was wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket, holding a scroll in his hand as usual, and standing in front of the coffin.
"He's a thief. Soon, I'll give him a taste of his own medicine." The Skeleton Ghost King's hoarse laughter echoed through the coffin. "The treasures I've worked so hard to accumulate have changed hands in an instant. I can't wait to see Su'er's collapse."
Mr. Shuhai shook his head: "When will the cycle of revenge end?"
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Not knowing what happened in the other copy world, Suer was urging Ji Heng to put away the props.
"Don't waste time, start the asset transfer!"