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A processing plant with bright lights stands in the center of the farm.
This is the tallest and largest building on the farm, with three floors. The various iron tools in the factory made a loud rumbling sound, like a beating heart. Large machines in all directions were spitting bright flames upwards, a smell of smoke and oil was emitted, and a resonant buzzing and vibrating sound was heard even under the feet.
Su Mingan walked into the factory.
In his live broadcast room, people were still talking about the behavior of Wang Chaoze and others just now.
[Now Margaret is really embarrassed. She looks like a European princess, but she is rolling in a pigsty... That scene is so exciting, she probably thinks we haven't seen it yet. 】
[These usually arrogant players at the top of the list are as timid as mice in front of the number one player. 】
[That Guwu’s Chaosze. In the Yangtze River system of Longguo, he usually has his nostrils turned upward, drinks the best tea, and puts on airs wherever he goes, acting like a master. Even Minister Liu has to be polite to him. When he got to the dungeon, his true colors were revealed and he got mixed up with the pigs. 】
[…In that case, Su Mingan is actually quite good. That is to say, he usually ignores people, at least he doesn't put on any airs of being a big boss. 】
[Then I can’t tell you the way. Lu is much gentler than the first player, everyone, please support him...]
【……】
The differences between factions, players, high and low are particularly obvious in the live broadcast room.
Su Mingan suddenly heard sounds coming from the second floor... There was the clang of a hammer, the rattle of saw teeth, and the crisp sound of metal tips being struck.
"It's so late, there should be no NPC workers working here." Su Mingan said softly.
"Maybe it's the sound of automated machinery," Sieber said.
"Your era confuses me." Su Mingan said: "It is obviously a primitive tribe-like living state, and there will be automated machines... Next, will I be able to see things like televisions and computers?"
"Ah, maybe." Siboer actually responded directly: "The Dome is not isolated from the world. It is said that the elders of the First Tribe can communicate with the outside world to a certain extent. Although people cannot pass through the black wall, the outside world can Send some stuff in, so they’ll have some high-tech gadgets as well.”
"...Like your shotgun?"
"This is nothing, I just made it myself." Siboer said.
Su Mingan was a little surprised.
He found that Sibur was really very versatile. She knew how to hunt, could lay traps, and could trick the space leader Kelna Xi to death with her outsights. She knew all the guides, and was familiar with every place in the dome... She even knew Wanderer. The ancient text of crow can also be spliced with shotgun...
If she hadn't believed in Jiu Shen, her future would have been bright and bright.
"Then the high-tech thing you are referring to is..." Su Mingan said.
"I don't know, my status is not high." Siboer said.
Her status... can even be said to be the lowest. After all, she was an exiled heretic from the Nine Gods.
"Let's find someone first." She said: "This is the most conspicuous building in the entire farm, and it also has the light. For an environment that is too depressing and dark, a light source is something people subconsciously crave."
Su Mingan had vaguely heard the sound of footsteps below.
"The factory has a basement." Siboer said concisely and concisely. She was very familiar with this place.
Su Ming'an felt that the best person in the basement would be his target, Junko Iyuki, or Leslie. Her guide would be Raphael, who was good at seducing, and would have no effect on him in the shadow state. Or... Aini can do it. He is currently immune to fire, so killing Aini is the easiest.
After walking down the stairs, he saw a figure squatting in the corner of the basement, rummaging through boxes.
Next to the box, various wrenches, screws, nails, and linen were scattered on the ground. The player didn't seem to notice him coming, and didn't even look back.
But the moment he saw the man's back, Su Mingan immediately wanted to turn around and leave.
The barrage also became tense at the same time, and they realized that the situation was not good.
because.
...The man who is looking through the box with a very leisurely attitude is Lu.
Among the twelve Black Lamb players, the path with the strongest overall strength.
He also has the skills of [Remote Communication] and [Tracking Eye], which can see the location of other escapees and communicate with them. If he notices something is wrong, it will be in trouble.
There are still about six hours and fifty minutes until dawn, and the number of altars is still 0. The situation is very bad...
But Su Mingan's body turned slightly, but he still didn't leave.
He considered a situation where he couldn't leave yet.
"Player No. 1."
Sure enough, at the next moment, Lu turned around without any surprise and looked at him with a smile on his face.
At this time, a man in strange attire came out of the blind corner of his sight.
He wore an exaggerated wizard hat with several shining metal stars on the brim. He looked very young, even a little immature. He wore a white vest, overalls, and long boots. He looked very young. Incongruous, like a fusion of centuries-old clothing features.
On his shoulder, there was a squealing clown gift box, and at his feet were mechanical models of sports cars and tractors, and even a model helicopter flying around. These "toys" moved around him, and they seemed to have no So harmless on the surface.
Obviously, these toys should be the leader's weapons.
Siboer had already told Su Mingan all the information about the guide in advance, and Lu's guide was the eleventh-ranked "Mechanic" Mocha. He has a naughty and bad personality and likes to use childlike toys to cause destruction and explosions.
A player like Lu, who considers everything carefully, cannot rummage through the box without looking back. He will definitely let his guide pay attention to it for him. If Su Mingan just turned around and left, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
Su Ming'an's hand was brewing with space vibrations. He pretended to be accumulating power and did not send it out, just to wait——
"Wait, player number one."
Sure enough, Lu immediately said: "I have sent a message. If you insist on killing me, Isabella, who is within a thousand meters, will use [Hand of Salvation] on me. It doesn't matter even if the progress of the altar is set back a little, I will Get out of here safely."
Lu did not see Su Ming'an's current weakness. After all, under normal circumstances, players would not doubt the known rules.
He was just talking to the terrifying Nine God Ghost in front of him with the confidence that he could escape from here.
"So... you haven't left yet because you have something to say to me." Su Mingan said.
"That's right." Lu said, "But, can you wait until I finish looking through this box?"
"You want to delay?"
"No, it's not." Lu waved his hand: "It's just some unspeakable little hobbies of mine... I like to discover the unknown. And a box full of unknowns is a sacred thing to me. I hope to spend it A little bit of insignificant time to witness the unknown hidden within."
If anyone else had said this, Su Ming'an would have doubted whether he was mentally ill. But when I say this, I feel calm and relaxed.
While Lu was talking, he had already rummaged through the box and found a syringe filled with green liquid. This is a syringe that speeds up the recovery of blood volume. It is a blue-level prop. It has a similar effect to the Johnson & Johnson drug. It is a good emergency prop.
Lu looked very satisfied and put the syringe away.
"Have you finished reading?" Su Mingan said.
"——The current world of games, I think it is too chaotic."
When he put away the syringe and straightened up, Lu suddenly burst out.
"...The world is different from the usual one, Su Mingan, I think we should probably form a 'new order'."
Lu's words immediately made Su Mingan raise her hand to close the live broadcast.
Seeing Su Mingan immediately shut down the live broadcast, Lu laughed: "You see, this is the disadvantage of the 'old order'. You need to be careful about these people's concepts and ideas."
"I remember that you are the one who cares most about this group of people." Su Mingan said: "Some people often say that 'Lu' is the qualified anchor who cares most about the audience's thoughts."
"It's just a few words to the audience to cover up my real thoughts. This kind of thing... isn't your clone also doing this?" Lu said: "With your foresight of the plot, your wisdom should Far above me.”
"... lift."
"You should have received invitations from many forces." Lu said, and actually began to slowly approach him:
"Obviously, those who are not adapted to this kind of world are also sharing the cake with top players like us. But the problem is-their weakness is actually obvious. They do not have a coordinated and unified command system, and no one can A word of command is used to influence people, and all their actions are negotiated and all impacts must be taken into consideration. Such a group... is too slow and too unsuitable for today's fast-paced world game."
Su Mingan frowned slightly.
Seeing that Su Ming'an did not directly refute his words, the corners of Lu's mouth curled up slightly, seeming very happy.
"This cake is too small. Why should we cut the cake we worked so hard to give to them?" Lu said.
"What do you mean?" Su Mingan said.
"I think...you are already doing it? Aren't you?" Lu said, "There is no one else around now, so you don't have to hide it."
"What?" Su Mingan really didn't hear what the other party was implying.
"Click."
There was a soft sound of mechanical gears turning, and Mocha next to him lowered his head and focused on playing with the toy car in his hand. The sound was a bit abrupt in the quiet basement.
Seeing the road getting closer, Xiber raised the shotgun in his arms and pointed the muzzle at the approaching road.
Seeing this, Lu stopped. He deliberately maintained a safe social distance, so as to shorten the distance without causing any resentment.
"Su Ming'an, actually I have always admired you." Lu said: "If I had to choose the person I respect the most among all the top players... that would be you - I like you very much."
Su Ming'an had heard this before the start of this small dungeon. At that time, Lu did say something like "Su Ming'an is a very good person."
However, he didn't understand why Lu, who had never been in contact with him before, would say such a thing.
While he was thinking, Lu faced Siboer's gun and took another step forward.
The dim light in the basement shone on his ocean blue hair, giving it an eerie and beautiful light.
Lu's eyes were very bright, reminding Su Mingan of the light chasers who met him in the dungeon.
"Su Ming'an, you are very, very far-sighted. Your foresight is so high that I look up to it." There was awe in Lu's eyes that didn't seem to be fake: "I compiled your actions from the beginning to the present. , and gradually discovered that... you are connecting the dots scattered everywhere into lines. Your layout simply shocked me beyond measure."
"...Huh?" Su Mingan didn't know what was shocking the other party.
What's his plan?
How come he doesn't know it himself?
"In your opening speech, you made your impression deeply rooted in people's hearts." Lu said in a low voice: "In the first world, you deliberately caused a world-wide reaction with your slightly abrupt but actually very prophetic lighthouse theory. The whirlpool of public opinion once again drew people's attention away from other places. Since then, you have been implementing your theory into action, and subtly adding more content you really need, bit by bit, piece by piece... until it is perfect. To this day - the world cannot live without you."
"..." Su Ming'an looked at Lu's thinking, which was becoming more sophisticated, and couldn't help but start to reflect on whether many people were like Lu, thinking too much about themselves unnecessarily.
Seeing Su Ming'an who didn't refute, Lu's smile became more real:
"You divide levels and groups so that adventure players and casual players are fundamentally different."
"At the very beginning, you let people return to their respective positions to prevent points from being wasted due to temporary camp changes."
"At the same time, you also put forward the importance of risk-taking players, motivating people to end the game, so as to show your advanced wisdom in the middle and late stages."
"You...deliberately expand the influence of your ideas and solidify your existence into a 'concept' that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."
"Your layout is wonderful and perfect." When Lu said this, he couldn't help but sigh. He seemed to want to applaud:
"——From the very beginning, you begin to divide levels and groups. With unique theories and distinctive actions, you engrave the name 'No. 1 Player' on their ideas and focus their attention on You alone... and the problems that exist in those organizations, such as negotiations, concerns, and slow planning... do not exist here. What you represent is the purest adventure player, the most popular player in the world's games. The group we respect is not casual players, not the audience who only cares about the game, not the leaders who only care about the profit after the game... nothing!"
Lu stretched out his hand and put his hands directly on Su Mingan's shoulders. He moved very quickly and looked excited, as if he didn't even see the muzzle of the gun stretched out by Xi Boer next to him:
"Because you are the number one player, the most unique and indispensable individual interest group - you are the best, the most suitable, and the most perfect fit for the current needs of people!"
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