Achieving a span of ten values at once was already quite difficult. Normally, the value increase after a dungeon is around '3'. Unfortunately, the increase in force value this time was not much.
Sighing, Su Er muttered, "I don't know what effect Charisma can have."
Ji Heng: "Let's go into another instance, and maybe we'll know the outcome."
Their eyes met, and they simultaneously pressed hard on the concave part of the badge pattern, temporarily leaving the game world.
The first thing he saw upon regaining consciousness was the striking "Shamatte" hairstyle. Zhao Sanliang was still talking to them. In that instant, Su Er's relief at having escaped the game alive vanished.
For the first time, he realized the terrifying power of time lag. If he played well, he could even accomplish great things. Thinking of this, he looked at Ji Heng with a questioning look. Even a high-level player wouldn't have missed this, but everyone else in the game seemed focused solely on clearing the game.
Ji Heng seemed to see through his thoughts and pointed at the flying insects under the streetlight ahead as a reminder: "Don't be like a moth flying into a flame."
Su Er: "Did someone attack?"
"Too many to count."
Zhao Sanliang was a man who valued results. He raised an eyebrow at Su Er and said, "How was the harvest? Since the boss was leading the team himself, it must be good."
Wanting to preserve his last bit of good reputation, Soul deliberately didn't mention the achievement points, only saying, "Charm has increased to 69."
"Not bad, a qualitative leap." Zhao Sanliang snapped his fingers. "Let's go have a nice meal near your house. I've already booked a private room."
Suer did not say much about the fact that he knew his home address. Zhao Sanliang must have investigated the relevant information, otherwise he would not have known that he and Yao Zhi were in the same school.
Zhao Sanliang didn't hide his feelings and said plainly, "The character of a member is very important. If someone has a criminal record or a bad behavior, we won't accept them."
With such a person, who knows if he will stab you in the back during the game.
Soul nodded in understanding.
The restaurant Zhao Sanliang found was doing a booming business, and fortunately the private rooms had excellent sound insulation.
Suer was not short of money, so he ordered almost all the signature dishes. If he didn't eat well in the dungeon, he would naturally make up for it outside.
Zhao Sanliang ate with great relish, and during the meal he did not forget to joke: "Did you collect any achievement points this time?"
Honestly, his chatty nature made him want to make a joke, but he didn't expect Su Er's expression to change suddenly, and his expression changed as well: "Is it true?"
Soul hid it all with a smile.
Soon, even sadder news came. Yao Zhi sent him a text message saying that his math test scores had declined again.
Ji Heng glanced at the text message and reminded him, "Yao Zhi will also enter the dungeon in the next two days. If he can make it out alive, I will arrange for you to play in the same game next time."
Get out alive...
With the addition of a premise, the topic suddenly became heavy, and even the smile on Zhao Sanliang's lips faded a little.
As the dishes were served, the atmosphere relaxed a little. After eating and drinking, Su Er slept a little longer because it was the weekend. After all, he was young and his spirits quickly recovered.
He spent the entire weekend at home, aside from going out to the movies, doing his homework. Worried about school on Monday, he decided to go to bed early on Sunday night. However, things didn't go as planned. Just after he finished showering that afternoon, he received a call from Zhao Sanliang, asking him to meet up.
When I arrived, I found that not only Ji Heng was there, but Yao Zhi was also there, and the latter looked very tired.
"The teacher just came out of the dungeon?"
Yao Zhi nodded: "Something happened in the dungeon, I'm telling you so that you can prepare yourself mentally."
He pushed his glasses up and said sternly, "The host I met this time deliberately led the conversation towards you, hinting that you have some shameful secrets."
Sur was not stupid either, he knew that the host wanted to use the players to deal with him.
"If it's just one case, it's fine," Yao Zhi said. "If every dungeon host were to instill this concept in the players, it would definitely be a big problem."
Zhao Sanliang spoke at the right time: "The boss's intention is to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, to find one or two troublemakers to serve as an example."
Although players cannot kill each other, there are many ways to kill someone in the game.
Suer: "There are so many dungeons. How can we ensure that we can enter the same dungeon with unrelated players?"
Zhao Sanliang smiled mysteriously: "There will always be a way."
Yao Zhi: "By taking out a prop as a bargaining chip, you can stir up trouble in a small area."
Ji Heng looked at Su Er: "What do you think?"
"It's not worth wasting items." Su Er: "Besides, life is precious. Even if someone wants to attack me, they can't use this as an excuse to harm others."
"…"
Soul: "In order to respect life, I have an immature idea."
Ji Heng: "Tell me about it."
Sur: "Spread the word about my exploits in the last dungeon, especially the ghost marriage. Emphasize the benefits, and the numbers at the end of the settlement are the best way to demonstrate that."
Zhao Sanliang laughed: "Even so, who would go to Guizhen for a ghost marriage?"
What's the difference between this and seeking death?
Su Er said seriously, "So we have to spread another piece of news. If you marry the host in the afterlife, you will gain a longer life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the other three changed somewhat. Yao Zhi's eyes, hidden behind his glasses, were unfathomable, while Zhao Sanliang's were full of amusement.
In the end, it was Zhao Sanliang who spoke first: "If I say this out loud... no one may believe it."
"There will definitely be one," Soul said confidently. "Players enter the game fearfully, survive, and continue entering. It's like a hopeless vicious cycle."
At this time, a fuse is extremely needed.
"The idea is very bold and feasible, so why should we promote it?"
As soon as Ji Heng opened his mouth, everyone looked at him.
"Information that comes easily is cheap, but information that comes at a great cost is taken seriously."
Zhao Sanliang was thoughtful after hearing this and added, "We can first find a few large organizations that have grievances with us and ask them to use props in exchange for information."
Yao Zhi: "Just say it's the secret Su Er got from the Ghost King."
Of course, there are still many details to be discussed that cannot be worked out in a short time, but there are people in Guifen who are good at planning, and they will probably come up with a plan soon.
Sur frowned. "If it were the leader of a large organization, he might be skeptical. After all, why wouldn't we keep such valuable information to ourselves, but instead sell it?"
Ji Heng paused for a moment and groaned, "That's right, such valuable information deserves a higher price."
"…"
Zhao Sanliang patted Su Er's shoulder and said, "Great! This strategy of diverting attention is quite bold!"
Sur didn't show any trace of pride; instead, his expression was somewhat heavy. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not afraid of death, but one must leave something behind. From what I've observed, players have an undue fear of the host. If this continues, it will only embolden others and undermine their own prestige... The host is also restricted by the rules. I want everyone to re-understand this: you can be afraid of ghosts, but you can't be timid towards the host!"
After a short silence, Zhao Sanliang looked at him with a complicated look, and really couldn't help but cursed "Fuck".
It would be fine if he just schemed, but he actually put himself on the moral high ground... Is that something a human being would do?
Ji Heng's eyes were filled with admiration: "This is a big deal. It will take some time to complete. Be careful in the next instance."
Su Er nodded: "I will definitely survive." His eyes suddenly became sharp: "Live to see the day when players from all over the world covet the host's body."
Even a clay man still has some temper. The host wants to establish his authority by killing him, so he will give him a taste of his own medicine.
Zhao Sanliang pursed his lips and couldn't say anything extra.
Yao Zhi coughed lightly: "Teacher believes in you."
Su Er made a promise: "I will not let the teacher down."
"…"
It was getting late, and Suer had classes tomorrow, so Ji Heng drove him home personally.
At the traffic light, the usually serious Ji Heng made a rare joke: "After all, I had a relationship with Mr. Shuhai for half an evening. Was I being too extreme?"
One night of marriage is a hundred nights of love, and crawling in bed for half a night is also a kind of affection.
Su Er looked at the clouds in the sky and thought of a popular saying recently. It was as if sand had entered his eyes: "I think I only loved him... very briefly."
This time it was Ji Heng who had nothing to say.
After returning home, Suer lay down on the sofa directly. Not long after, he jumped up again and looked through the textbooks that Zhu Yun left at school.
Every few pages are filled with dense handwriting, and no matter how beautiful the font is, it is still a headache to read.
Fortunately, Suer could comfort himself by consolidating what he had learned and would memorize any knowledge points he encountered.
When he turned to a page, Su Er's eyes finally changed. In an inconspicuous corner, there were four words written: "Great Prophecy". He quickly turned a few pages back, but unfortunately he didn't see any useful information. He flipped through it again in disbelief, and suddenly found that Zhu Yun had drawn a few green-haired figures at the end of the page.
Su Er's eyelids twitched. After sitting at the same table for so long, he had no idea she had such a habit. He closed the book and felt the need to overturn his usual perception of Zhu Yun.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the plan to go to bed early was declared bankrupt ahead of time.
Su Er quickly considered other options. He had already entered the game twice, and if he didn't use the team props before the end of the month, he was unlikely to enter the dungeon again. Ji Heng acted decisively and would sell the benefits of the ghost marriage with the host to several organizations during this period.
If you think about it, the relevant statement is not completely groundless. The host is definitely not a real person, but more like a ghost.
The achievement points he has obtained so far are either related to the host or to ghosts. According to the evil taste of the game, it is very likely that the hidden rules for obtaining achievement points are placed on the enemy.
"I can think of it, and Ji Heng should be able to think of it too..." Su Er leaned back in his chair, rocking it and muttering to himself, "So, letting the players target the host might be the right choice."
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The night breeze is blowing gently.
Suer lay in bed, sleeping uneasy.
The dream was bizarre and grotesque. He was first chased by ghosts, and then saw the players and the host confronting each other in a pool of blood. Sur was not frightened by the nightmare, but the illusion he experienced when he opened his eyes was so frightening that he broke out in a cold sweat.
For a moment, he saw Zhu Yun's pale face facing him, as if it had been soaked in cold water for several days, and the smell of algae hit him in the face.
"Sul——"
She whispered softly, her sticky hair tangled down.
Sur couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he got up and washed his face with cold water to stay awake.
"Let's think about some practical issues..."
He sent a message to Ji Heng, saying that he wanted to enter the dungeon at the beginning of next month.
Ji Heng replied quickly, seemingly having not slept either: [Playing games frequently in a short period of time can easily cause mental stress.]
Su Er sent his guess about the host and achievement points, adding: "Too many monks, too little porridge; too many wolves, too little meat. If everyone sets their sights on the host, there might not be enough for us to share later."
After all, there is only one host for each game.