"Has he not come out yet?"

Outside the tree hole in the multi-dimensional world No. 8, the black spider waited peacefully.

In more than a day, she has left and returned several times, but the state of White Light has been stuck in

In the pluralistic world, nothing has changed at all.

What makes everyone uncomfortable is that when you clear the multi-world No. 136, people outside can still see the progress of the White Light's customs clearance, but this time, you can't even see the progress, and no one knows what the other party is doing inside.

According to the members of the four major guilds, in the past two days, including passers-by, thousands of people have entered one after another, and the number of people is about to exceed 10,000.

However, after everyone went offline and discussed in the real world forum, no one has really seen the white light! The other party seems to have evaporated from the world and disappeared!

"It's rather strange, why did he choose the No. 8 multi-dimensional world? There is nothing in this Red River Valley dungeon, no dungeon, no monsters, no bosses, only dangerous peaks, rivers, and jungles are bare, although the area is vast, but It's completely worthless. No points, no S-rank items, since it was discovered until now, everyone has no idea of connecting to the level, why did he run inside?" A guild member wondered.

In fact, the black spider is also puzzled. This No. 8 multiverse world is a place where birds don't shit. What is White Light going to do?

Superconducting world players all have a dream: I will discover the customs clearance skills that others cannot find; I will earn points that others cannot earn; I can find S-level items that others cannot find.

Black Spider had the same idea of course, but after she went to the No. 8 multi-dimensional world, Mao didn't find it.

She wanted to say that White Light was a waste of time, but the opponent's record of clearing the No. 136 Diverse World made her dare not speak madly, for fear of being slapped in the face....

At present, almost all the people who go in to join in the fun have one thought: to see if there is a turning point here, and if they can find something cheap.

It was at this time that FFF suddenly posted on the forum: White Light has found a way to clear the level in the multi-world No. 8. This will be a very powerful profession!

After just a few minutes, hundreds of players rushed over, all of them from large and small guilds to join in the fun.

They inserted the key into the tree hole, waited for the tree hole to open, and then entered one by one.

But the accident happened suddenly. There were 181 teams in total. The 87 teams in the front just entered, and the players in the back inserted the key again, but there was no response!

The tree hole is no longer open!

"Hey, that's weird, there's no response when you insert the key!" Someone asked suspiciously. "I'll try."

After trying several people one after another, the tree hole seemed to be dead and never responded.

The black spider suddenly looked over, and she realized one thing: the No. 8 multi-dimensional world was closed! This is too strange, when did the door to the plural world close?

She looked down at the LCD panel in her hand, and suddenly there was a small line in the status bar of the No. 8 multi-dimensional world, "The number of people is 10,000/10,000, and the conditions for enabling survival mode are met."

This is a state that No. 8's plural world has never been in.

The superconducting world has existed for hundreds of years, but there have never been 10,000 people! Therefore, this so-called survival mode has never been turned on.

Now everyone is attracted by the fame of the white light, and it is said that there is also a top 1,000 S-rank battle master who also came in to join in the fun.

In this dark commotion, the number of dungeons has unknowingly exceeded this terrifying number, and finally triggered the game mechanism of the No. 8 multi-dimensional world!

"Survival mode," said the black spider thoughtfully: "Does everyone have to live for a fixed number of days before they can come out, or do they have to fight to the last person and only one person can come out?"

Now, no one knows what this mechanic actually means!

Black Spider was suddenly suspicious: "He was wrapped in the huge prestige of clearance No. 136, he immediately entered this dungeon, gathered the number of people, and opened a new mechanism... But where did he know about this new mechanism?"

At this moment, all players in the No. 8 multi-dimensional world heard a soft voice: "Put a round of supplies every 4 hours, please use all available conditions to fight until the last second."

The multiple world is different from the main world, but there are rules of the game here.

Qingchen hid in the canopy, silently thinking about the rules in this sentence. There are only three points of information that can be extracted: The first point is that there are additional supplies, which are things that players must rely on, and should be very critical. The second point is that this mechanic encourages players to fight each other, and you must rely on this to win.

The third point is that it has a time limit, but everyone does not know how long the countdown is. If you want to pass the customs, you have to live long enough!

Qing Chen was hiding in the jungle on the edge of the multiverse world. Looking back at the chaos in the distance, he saw a gray light curtain suddenly appeared, connecting the heaven and the earth, slowly moving towards the center of the world like an enchantment. shrink.

Qingchen understood, what a poison circle!

This barrier is slowly shrinking, forcing everyone to gather in the center, forcing 10,000 people to play Peace Elite, like raising a Gu, forever!

But the problem is, he is an F-level whiteboard trumpet. Although he has the profession of Thunder Master, the problem is that AI tricks him into saying that he can upgrade, but he doesn't even see the fur of a wild monster.

Now, the mutual killing mechanism is activated, how can he win as an F-level whiteboard trumpet, is it just cheating? and many more.

It stands to reason that there is no reason for AI to lie to him about such trivial matters. Even if he dies in it and is retrained, he will have nothing to lose.

Even if you go to the Thunder Master class again, it will only take a few hours.

Moreover, Qingchen clearly sensed the goodwill of AI, and had a certain curiosity about himself and Yi. It's hard to say what the other party wants to do, but at least it won't kill him on such a trivial matter.

Then the problem comes, A1 said that it can be upgraded here, so it can be upgraded quickly.

Qingchen thought for a moment, the sound of the airship came from the sky, but he saw boxes with parachutes hanging one by one being thrown into different areas one by one.

He stopped waiting, jumped off the canopy and ran to one of the drop points.

On the way, Qingchen picked up a branch and carefully tore off all the branches on it.

Just as he was about to reach the airdrop point, he began to slow down, bent his upper body, and continued forward as lightly as a cheetah.

There is no way for players to bring in the strength of the real world, but the skills cannot be erased in the superconducting world.

Qingchen has fought for an unknown number of times. The experience and wisdom that those battles have given him are things that ordinary players cannot have.

It also includes steps.

He seemed to be back in the time of Prison No. 18. In the dead of night, Ye Wan carefully taught him how to control his steps, control his muscles, and took him to various cells to learn how to stab someone's spleen...

Thinking about it, I miss it.

The airdrop point fell in the dense jungle.

After arrived at the airdrop point, Qingchen swam around the box for a while, and continued to approach after confirming that there was no one nearby. Qing Chen opened the box, but saw only a bottle of ointment inside.

He closed the box again, then found another big tree, and got into the canopy vigorously.

About ten minutes later, a tall horse-faced human player hurried over, probably attracted by the airdrop.

This horse-faced player is quick and quick, and at least he is a D-rank player. If Qingchen confronts him, he will definitely die. The airdrop fell from an altitude of 2000 meters, and the red parachute was extremely eye-catching, which will definitely attract players from all walks of life:

The horse-faced player came to the box excitedly and opened the box lightly. Just as he picked up the ointment, he suddenly heard something falling behind him.

The horse-faced player turned his head suddenly, but saw a branch sticking into his eye as accurately as predicted. He recoiled in pain, and when only his right eye was left to see the world, it was difficult to maintain basic balance.

Everything here is real, the hunger is real, and the pain is real, the horse-faced player waved his fists and beat Qingchen out.

His speed is faster than Qingchen, and his strength is stronger than Qingchen. This punch will almost knock Qingchen to death on the spot. Horse-faced players can hear Qingchen groaning, and even the sound of Qingchen vomiting blood on the ground. He reluctantly opened his only right eye to look, but there was no trace of Qingchen!

He reached out to his waist and touched his laser sword.

However, when he stretched out his hand to his waist, he found that it was empty.

In an instant, the horse-faced player understood that Qingchen could actually hide just now, but the reason why the opponent was half a beat was that he had to take the risk of injury to take away the laser sword from his waist!

The opponent pierced the eyeball with a branch and grabbed the laser sword, all in one go.

Until this time, the horse-faced players realized that the airdrop had been regarded as the best bait by others! "breathe."

Qingchen was slowly walking beside the horse-faced player, without making any sound under his feet.

The superconducting world is too real, the burning pain of the displacement of the internal organs seems to really help him stimulate the nerves and secrete adrenaline!

Bean-sized beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and finally flowed down to his chin.

The next moment, he suddenly took a step forward, and the horse-faced player immediately turned around and rushed after hearing the sound...but it was empty!

Fake action.

Qingchen screeched as if he had figured out how he would react, and went around behind the horse-faced player with just one lunge.

He held the hilt of the laser sword against the spleen of the player's waist, and pressed the switch of the lightsaber.

The blue sword beam pierced through his waist, Qingchen pressed the switch of the laser sword again, and when the lightsaber stopped, the opponent's wound was exposed to the air, and the blood flowed like a stream.

The ordinary laser sword was used by Qingchen like a Mitsubishi Army stab with a blood slot. Qing Chen quickly stepped back, letting the opponent struggle on the ground.

This D-rank player, with a huge gap in skills and combat awareness, was completely powerless to be attacked by a white board trumpet.

Qingchen is a natural assassin.

The horse-faced player lay on the ground, his body gradually disappeared into a white light and shadow, and flew into Qingchen's chest. upgrade!

E rank!

"Hey, it really gives you experience," Qingchen sighed.

Earlier, he was thinking, what is the way the AI upgrades him? Obviously, the No. 8 multi-dimensional world doesn't even have a wild monster, how can he level up?

Later, he analyzed that there are no wild monsters in the multi-dimensional world of No. 8, so what is there? someone.

So, in this world, when the game mechanism is triggered, killing is a monster!

As long as you kill other players, the experience points corresponding to other players' levels will be automatically allocated to the killer in percentage mode!

Moreover, the poison circle of No. 8's multi-dimensional world is still shrinking, which means that everyone can't do it if they want to fight.

In the end, everyone will be gathered in the most central Red River Valley to start the final battle.

Qingchen must have the ability to protect himself before the poison circle shrinks, otherwise it would be a pity to be killed and deleted after working hard to upgrade.

Resisting the pain, he picked up the cash that the other party had popped up, and climbed back to the canopy.

Although he was injured, he did not rashly touch the ointment in the box, because he was afraid that the box would disappear after the ointment was taken away.

Qingchen wants to use this bait to the extreme. .

In the main world, the black spider stared at the information on the LCD panel.

The state of the plural world of No. 8 has begun to change: the number of people is 9931/10000.

That is to say, 69 people have died in the 30 minutes since the triggering of the game mechanics. This has only just begun, and players outside the multiverse world can already imagine how cruel and fierce it will become inside.

"Will only one person be killed in the end to clear the level?" Someone asked from the side.

The black spider twitched his eyebrows: "What is certain now is that the customs clearance record of the No. 8 multi-dimensional world will definitely be produced. After 10,000 people fight to the end, the winner will naturally be the one who has cleared the customs clearance, there is no suspense.

I don't know what this new profession will be and what impact it will have on the superconducting world. But fortunately, the number of customs clearance of this kind of copy must be very small, and it is difficult to copy. For example, it is impossible for the four major guilds to hire 10,000 people to spar with them at the expense of deleting their accounts. If you want to clear the level in this dungeon, the price is too high.

Of course, in the superconducting world, there has never been difficulty for no reason. Such a difficult dungeon must be accompanied by extremely powerful occupations.

"By the way, what happened to White Light, hasn't he moved yet...Fuck! He moved!" someone said.

The black spider looked down, but saw that the information of the white light had also changed: in the multi-world number 8, the number of murders was 11.

Everyone is shocked. Now there are only 69 people killed in the multi-dimensional world on the 8th, and you killed 11 people alone? Are you a pervert? !

And most importantly, this White Light is an F-class whiteboard trumpet, why did he kill so many people? Just thinking of this, White Light's kill count jumped to 12.

The black spider seemed to realize something: "There's something wrong, there's something wrong with this No. 8 multiverse world, let's ask if we have any dead companions and see what's going on inside."

After more than ten minutes, someone went offline and then went online again: "A member of our guild was killed, and the one who killed him was the level Druid of the Blackwater Guild. The scope of this diverse world is slowly shrinking, and everyone has I started to get familiar with the rules slowly, and there are still people who are killing people. Listening to the guesses of the players inside, killing people can gain experience!"

"Broken," Black Spider frowned.

She originally thought that White Light was still low-level, and wanted to recruit him before he had grown up.

But now, she suddenly had an ominous premonition that perhaps when the white light came out of the dungeon, it would turn into a monster-like existence.

"President, can the White Light come out alive?" Someone asked: "There are 10,000 people fighting here. No matter how quick he kills, he has to slowly rise from F rank. But in the multiverse world No. 8, There is also an S-class battle master, he will definitely die if he encounters it."

Black Spider shook his head and didn't speak. She always felt that the other party could come out alive, and she didn't know why she felt that way.