Chapter 35: The Fool’s Movement

"Lord Fool, the natives of this world seem to have been helped by plane consciousness. The contagiousness of the T virus has been eliminated in this world. The holy words of a few of their ordinary military priests can eliminate a lot of zombies."

In a camp eight miles outside of Atlanta, an ordinary-looking black-haired young man was reporting the situation to the leader of the tent. The leader sitting in front of the sand table was also very young, with a typical oriental appearance, but he had purple hair, and the thick lenses on the bridge of his nose made him appear mature beyond his actual age.

"Didn't they take it down with conventional weapons?"

The Fool said, "This world of the main material plane is very repulsive to external forces. Even if you use a second-order or higher power slightly, you will be targeted. It is expected that the T virus will fail. It is best to use things from this plane. Go fight."

"The weapons of the Southern Army here are inherently different from those of the Northern Federation occupying the city. The other party has a heavy artillery regiment with very strong firepower, and they are defending the city after all, so our casualties are very high. After all, the players are not Soldiers can fight alone, but they are no better than the natives in positional warfare, so many of them are very complaining."

"It sounds very troublesome. If it weren't for the suppression of external extraordinary powers in this main material plane world, why would I use three such precious rare objects to restrain the players for my use."

The Fool tapped the sand table with his left hand as if it was nerve-wracking.

"But it doesn't matter whether those players are happy or not. Under the restriction of rare objects, they can only obey my instructions, unless they can break through the level and surpass me, but is that possible? It doesn't matter, since they can take it for a while If not, think of other ways, and I will take over the city sooner or later."

If Paine were present, he would definitely be shocked, because he always thought that the seventh-level boss The Fool only used two rare items, one to force them to recruit, and the other to force synchronization tasks, but look at this The two of them think that this third magical object is to make the person who is synchronized task obey his instructions.

"But Lord Fool, isn't there another fish that slipped through the net?"

The black-haired young man reminded, "Including me, you actually brought in a total of 455 players. During the synchronization mission, there were also 455. But when it came time, you used the rare object 'The Gaze of the King in Yellow' to forcibly restrain the other players. At that time, only 454 players were controlled. If that fish slipped through the net and completed the task first, it would be in trouble, and he is not within your control. "

"This thing is indeed strange. The 'King in Yellow's Gaze' has a very high priority. Even if the player has other magical objects to protect him, he should not be able to stop it, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless that person was not in this world at that time, is this possible?"

The Fool repeatedly tapped the sand table with his left index finger.

"The ones I can bring in are all low-level players below me. They probably don't have the ability to walk in different spaces. This world is too suppressive of external extraordinary powers. Even if they are lucky enough to be low-level, I got a similar ability when I was young, but I couldn't use it at all. I probably died because I encountered some wild beast or was in danger."

"So instead of worrying about the so-called fish that slipped through the net, we should think more about how to capture the city of Atlanta. Didn't the native Rhett Butler say that there is a resistance force in the city? Have you tried to contact him?"

"We have previously influenced the liaison person through Rhett Butler to create riots in the city, but the generals of the defenders obviously have a few tricks up their sleeves and have not been misled too much, so they don't know what is going on in the city now." The black-haired young man Report.

"Let the native Bai Ruide think of another way. It is the best thing to complete the task through the hands of the natives. In addition, restrain those disobedient players and let them understand who they are working for!"