The virus infected by memes has gone beyond common sense. It ignores any physical isolation restrictions and turns into a terrifying memory virus.
But that doesn't mean that this virus is invincible. First of all, 100% of your health must be sacrificed before using this skill.
After death and rebirth, Kemen will not continue to instantly kill players who are not online.
Kemen looked at the pictures sent by Nora and felt infinite emotions in his heart.
Life and death only happen in an instant. No matter good or bad, everyone who knows his ID name will die suddenly due to poisoning.
And his level immediately rose to level 650, and the experience value was finally locked in a few seconds and never rose again.
"This is Amon's poison." Kemen murmured.
Using a game to create such a terrifying virus made Kemeng feel a fire burning in his heart.
This is not nameless anger, but some kind of pleasure, which can also be called human desire.
Kemen could feel the abnormal secretion of chemical hormones in his body, which often stimulated his brain, making him feel extremely happy, as if he was superior to others.
But soon, Kemen calmed down after a few minutes and abandoned this arrogant pleasure.
"Next, no one should dare to provoke me to level up again." Ke Meng murmured.
Nora and Nina are BOSS, and their fun is teasing the world. Kemon is an outlier among players. Even if the player account cannot play, there is still a large Cthulhu that can be played, so the two have no intention of playing with Kemon.
However, they may have a plan in mind but fail to act.
Kemen did not go offline, but put on the Mask of the Faceless Man again, teleported back to the main city of Graycastle, checked the resurrection point, and inquired about the player's information.
He walked out of the teleportation point in the main city, and his spiritual energy gathered in his ears. He heard the noise in the whole city without being physically present.
From time to time, visions of the resurrection point flashed through his mind, a real-time synesthesia that was equivalent to a live broadcast with its own hidden camera.
The scene of the resurrection point in the main city of Graycastle.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd, get out!"
"You stinky bastard, don't run away if you touch me, I'll stab you to death!"
"You are all poisoned, right? Why are so many people dead?"
"Don't make any noise, be quiet, get out, don't crowd, you idiot!"
"You bitch, you're actually a man, get out of here, what the hell!"
The name of a certain green plant appeared back and forth on the field, and people became extremely angry and fist-bumped.
Some rough guys couldn't stand it, so they shouted with anger and started fencing on the spot.
In an instant, the gorgeous special effects of sword moves covered the resurrection point, with radiant light and majestic sword power. The health bar of the cross-dressing boss was cleared and he was sent to his death.
Because someone started fencing and accidentally injured others with his moves, and the people here were rushing to be reincarnated and resurrected, the area of accidental damage was too large. For a while, the rough man seemed to have angered the public. Hundreds of players took out staffs, big swords, Hammers, iron bars, etc.
The resurrection square turned into a quality square. Everyone released their skills, the sky changed color, and the air was filled with extremely active high-energy energy. Low-level players were hit in droves.
The gap between players by dozens of levels was enough to kill them. The hit list in the upper right corner showed a large number of dead people, and so-and-so killed such-and-such player.
Of course, these dead people have nothing to do with Kemon. They will not provide any experience bonus to Kemon, and Kemon's level has not increased in a few minutes.
Even if there are players online at this time, it doesn't matter if they know Amon's name, because Kemen has not sacrificed all his health at this time.
"As expected of a player, he started fighting among himself as soon as he was resurrected." Kemen murmured.
However, the good times did not last long. The Orange Star Research Institute had natural management rights over the Orange Star players. It quickly used the guild's experience to put pressure on its players from the beginning to stop them.
In the fifth minute of the Quality Square, the presidents of various guilds came forward to suppress the civil unrest among the players and suppressed the chaos. No one dared to draw swords or sticks in front of the guild presidents anymore.
"Everyone, calm down and get back to your original posts!"
"Amon's poison has been received. Our first-tier players will be responsible for killing Amon. Those of you who are not poisoned should hurry up and work. You are watching what I am doing. Go back and go back where you came from!"
The presidents of various guilds waved the golden weapons in their hands, piercing the players with their eyes like knives, asking them to return to their posts.
The people of Orange Star have not been treated like this for a long time, and they dare to be angry but dare not speak out. After all, this is a crisis related to the survival of the nation, and every citizen has reason to work hard.
Ke Meng was sitting in a small noodle shop one kilometer away from Resurrection Square, eating noodles, feeling the atmosphere in the city while sucking the noodles.
Such an atmosphere made him think of the term "company dog" inexplicably.
Working exhaustingly, a person lives like a corporate dog, being drunk around and under undue pressure, as if there is no humanity at all, draining the last bit of value out of a person.
"I don't know if this approach will succeed, but Orange Star is betting on all mankind in order to fight against fate. I can't despise them in my heart." Kemen once again suppressed the arrogance that suddenly surged in his heart.
"What bad luck!" Colin, the liver emperor player, walked into the small noodle shop with an angry face, sat down next to Kemeng, and called out: "Boss, give me a bowl of ice slime ramen!"
"Okay!"
The NPC boss responded with a smile, quickly kneaded the dough, beat it, and stretched it with his hands as fast as lightning, pulling it back and forth hundreds or thousands of times.
After that, the NPC boss took out a living ice-type slime. It jumped and jumped, and ice mist came out of its body. It was round and translucent, and there seemed to be stars shining inside.
The boss quickly cut a small piece with a knife, and the aqua-blue slime sliders were poured into the bowl, and then poured with a fragrant and rolling Yalong meat stock.
He took out a hard-boiled Yalong egg from another pot, cut it in half with a knife, revealing the egg white and yolk, and put it in a bowl.
A freshly baked ice slime ramen that was sweet and filled with cold mist and heat made Kemon couldn't help but watch it from beginning to end.
After Colin sat down, several players also sat at the table and ordered the same type of ramen.
The small noodle shop has square tables and long tables. Kemeng's table is directly connected to the counter. The boss himself is ramen noodles at the counter and makes the food on the spot. The dishes he serves are exquisite in style and full of aroma, which will whet your appetite.
Kemen ate and listened to the players chatting, thinking that there was such food in the game, which he did not expect.
There were only a few items on the menu in this tavern. Kemen was fully immersed in his synesthesia at that time and randomly ordered an ordinary pasta that looked normal and was the most familiar.
"Boss, order me a bowl of ice slime ramen, too," Kemon said.
"Okay!" The boss smiled and made another bowl for Kemeng on the spot.
At this time, Colin next to him had eaten half a bowl of noodles, and his energy had returned. Only then did he start talking about Amon.
