Infinite spooky game

Weird game, sunset ruins.

The golden World Tree rises high into the sky, standing in front of the black tower as the most prominent landmark. The boundless square stretches in all directions under the tree.

All players appear under the World Tree by default after pushing open the door to the game space.

The so-called "under the tree" actually means an area of ​​∞ meters in radius with the trunk of the World Tree as the center.

If there are few people under the tree, the player's birth point will be closer to the trunk; if there are many people under the tree...

For example, now, Qis is sitting on a protruding root in the square. The list stone tablet appears to be the size of an eraser under visual effects, and it is estimated to be at least fifty meters away.

Based on the calculation that one person is placed every two square meters, the number of people gathered in Sunset Ruins today exceeded one thousand.

Qi Si had just watched Liu Yuhan through the Scepter of Poseidon. When he found out that she was suspected to have a connection with Libra, he said a few words to scare her. At this moment, she was still confused and tired as if she had just had a convulsion in a dream.

He stared blankly at the nothingness in front of him, and his whole body exuded a drowsy air.

The sea of ​​people separated him from the list stone tablet, and people passed by him and gathered towards the black tower, so although there were many people around him, he did not feel crowded or noisy.

He used the rich human scent and the smell of sweat to force himself to wake up from his stupor.

The Ruins of Sunset were destroyed once twenty-two years ago. Except for the Black Tower and the World Tree, the entire scene was swept by blood and fire. What we see now is the rebuilt style.

A European-style town rises from the ruins, serving as a place for players to stay briefly and meet; beyond that is endless desolation and ruins.

Qi Si lowered his eyes and stared at the huge cracked floor tiles. He reached out and picked up a diamond-shaped piece of gravel. He could still feel the roughness of the surface through his gloves.

He dropped the rubble and poked the edge of the crack with his index finger. A golden root emerged from the crack and gently pushed his finger away.

This world obviously does not belong only to the players. The strange giant trees seem to have stood here since the creation of the world, and the arrangement of various details never takes into account the general aesthetic taste of mankind.

There are so many useless plots that individual tiles are larger than the walls, which is enough to imagine the grandeur of the creatures that once lived here.

The creations that can be seen are ancient and outdated, with a history far older than the thirty-six years since the emergence of the strange game, but no relics from the past are left.

When a limited life faces ancient creatures, thoughts will inevitably fly wildly along with the trembling of the soul.

What was the Sunset Ruins like before its destruction? In the distant past, to whom did the land of the Sunset Ruins belong?
What happened twenty-two years ago that caused such a huge complex to be destroyed?
"Ragnarok."

A whisper floated in my ears.

In the upper right corner of his sight, the high priest in red raised the corners of his lips and bowed slightly. The cross in his hand seemed to pierce his heart for a moment, and then he pulled it out after a moment, like an illusion.

Qi Si saw a streak of blood-red seeping out from his cuffs, growing like a plant for a while and then stagnating, like a deliberately dyed water sleeve pattern.

There were many more people gathering in the square, and the sound of discussions was as noisy as the waves.

"That tower has been silent for many years. Yesterday, for some reason, a door suddenly opened for a moment, and then closed again half a minute later."

"Do you think something has come out of the tower? It looks so panicky. Will ghosts appear everywhere in Sunset Ruins in the future?"

"What could be in the tower? Don't scare yourself. Fu Jue will be here soon anyway. Let's see what he says."

"I bet he doesn't know either. I come to see this tower every year, but I've never seen him figure it out."

"Don't tell me, I'm quite excited. I've only seen Fu Jue in live broadcasts before, but I'll be able to see him in person soon..."

Qi Si listened in silence for a while, and roughly understood a few points:
First, the popular Fu Jue would appear in Sunset Ruins on the afternoon of April 4 every year and stand in front of the black tower for a while. No one knew what he was going to do.

Second, no one knows what the black tower in Sunset Ruins is used for, whether there is anything inside it; if there is something, what exactly it is.

Third, the door of the Black Tower was opened for a while yesterday, and most of the players who appeared in the Sunset Ruins now are here to investigate the situation without fear of death.

Qi Si stood up, grabbed a player's sleeve, and smiled politely: "I heard from you that there was something unusual happening in the Black Tower. Can you tell me what's going on?"

The player looked at him in confusion: "Didn't you check the game forum? That's the one ranked first on the hot list."

Qi Si raised an eyebrow: "Forum? Is it the one with the full name of 'Weird Game Research Association'?"

"Yeah... Hey, are you not at level 2 yet? Some posts can only be viewed after reaching level 2."

...That's okay.

Qi Si, who has not registered an account on the forum yet, maintained a friendly smile and said, "I see. I guess I'll have to post a lot more when I get back."

"In fact, you don't need to post anything special. Just follow along and curse Xila. Copy and paste the Jiuzhou tenet. Post a hundred messages and you can reach level two..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the player who was still enthusiastically giving suggestions a second ago suddenly shut up and looked behind Qis with shining eyes.

"God Fu! It's God Fu! The living God Fu!"

"Fu Jue is here, let's all make way and don't block the way."

"Master Fu came with the people from Tingfeng this time. Does that mean he wants to join Tingfeng?"

There was a lot of noise, and all kinds of screams and roars mixed together, like geese about to be slaughtered in the market.

Qi Si's head was buzzing and the veins on his forehead were throbbing unconsciously.

He turned and looked in the direction the players were looking.

At the outermost edge of the crowd, a group of people appeared in the shadows of fluttering golden leaves and gathered into a team.

The leader seemed to be in his early thirties, wearing a neat suit, a pair of frameless glasses on his angular face, and his black hair was combed meticulously. He looked like an elite and gave people a sense of distance that kept strangers away.

Qi Si had been plagued by the garbage texts in the forums for the past month, so even though it was the first time he saw the real person, he easily matched it with the name.

Fu Jue.

The name that tops the comprehensive strength list, the so-called "savior" pushed into the spotlight by fans, is said to be the most suitable for players of weird games.

Fu Jue stood straight in the open space, his eyes without any obvious emotion looking calmly straight ahead, like a precise machine with a set operating process that would not be shaken by any external interference.

One by one, golden leaves were pressed to the ground by the branches. Figures walked out from them and followed Fu Jue one after another.

There were a dozen people wearing different clothes, but their expressions were all serious and solemn. Judging from the discussions around them, they were all players from the Tingfeng Guild.

Qi Si saw a familiar face among them.

The man wearing flat-frame glasses and a white coat is exactly the Dream Talker we saw in the "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School" copy.

Shuo Meng moved his gaze slightly and saw Qi Si in the crowd. He nodded in greeting with a stern face.

Qi Si smiled at him, and reached his left hand into his right sleeve inconspicuously, touching the cursed pendulum hidden deep inside.

Except for some items that have a limit on the number of times they can be used in a single instance, most items can be used in Sunset Ruins.

However, unlike the dungeon, the damage sustained in Sunset Ruins will be brought into reality and is difficult to heal through real-life medical means.

Therefore, the major guilds established a convention in the early years to prohibit players from using props to fight in Sunset Ruins. Violators will be wanted by all guilds.

It is worth mentioning that the two guilds of Xila and Libra also agreed to this convention. It is a cause for celebration that the two hostile parties that have been incompatible with each other have reached a consensus on a certain clause for the first time.

Qi Si stroked the Curse Pendulum for a while, using the coolness of the pendulum to soothe the vague uneasiness and irritability in his heart.

He certainly wouldn't fight with anyone in public. Even if it was a sneak attack, with so many eyes watching, his chances of success wouldn't be very high.

He just suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was someone familiar nearby. It wasn't a dream... who could it be?

"Master Fu Jue! Thank you for saving me in the dungeon of "The Ancient Road of the Evil Spirits"!"

"Fu Jue, do you think we still have a chance to clear the final instance?"

"God Fu, look here! We have always believed in you and will always support you!" From the moment Fu Jue appeared, the crowd changed direction and in just a few seconds they surrounded Fu Jue to a position one meter away.

It’s not that they didn’t want to get closer, but the person who listened to the wind took out a prop that looked like an umbrella and created a circle of isolation barrier around the team.

People cheered and screamed, no matter whether they had previously supported, opposed or ignored the movement, they all showed the same enthusiasm.

Human beings are a herd species, and their thoughts will be swept away by group ideas. When one voice becomes so loud that it becomes a torrent, all noises will resonate with it uncontrollably, be infected, incited, and eventually polished into the same tone.

Amidst enthusiastic cheers, Fu Jue and the others walked towards the black tower without looking around, their steps calm and steady, as if they were completely oblivious to the players surrounding them.

The barrier split the sea of ​​people into two paths, and then they closed together behind the team. The rising and falling of the crowds of people made people think of sailing on the sea.

Qi Si took another look, stopped stopping, and walked in the opposite direction away from the crowd.

Suddenly, he felt a real gaze on his back, as if it had been cast upon him many times before.

He turned back suddenly, and everything disappeared from his sight. There was nothing in the sea of ​​people.

Everyone flocked to the black tower, and gradually the number of people around it decreased.

In a grand carnival banquet, no one would notice someone leaving quietly, not to mention that someone's presence has always been very low.

Qis walked to the edge of the square unknowingly, stood on the jagged cliff, looked down, and saw an even larger group of ruins.

The blood-red sun hung lonely and far away on the collapsed roof in the shape of a tombstone, and the afterglow painted the entire sky orange.

On the identity card, the high priest in red had stuck the cross into the ground at some point, and leaned back on it leisurely, his scarlet eyes drooping slightly, staring at Qis below.

Qi Si tilted his head: "I remember that the Ruins of Sunset seemed to refresh hidden tasks..."

The red ring on the middle finger of his right hand suddenly vibrated, interrupting him.

Lin Chen's voice rang out in the bottom of his mind: "Brother Qi, I'm at Sunset Ruins. Why are there so many people here today?"

Qi Si gathered his messy thoughts and smiled gently: "Lin Chen, there is a restaurant called 'Lao Zheng's Stir-Fry' in the small town next to the square..."

……

From the time Lin Chen received Qi Si's call until now, he couldn't tell whether he was excited or nervous. He hadn't slept for twenty-four hours, and two thick dark circles appeared on his face.

He naturally saw the posts about people being killed in the forum, which sounded very serious and labeled him and Qi Si as massacre players with certainty.

It was Huang Xiaofei who used her power to bully others first, but she only said that Qi Si planned to kill her.

It was obvious that Lu Zimo and Sun Dekuan took advantage of Qi Si's misfortune and colluded with each other, but they said that it was Qi Si who stabbed his ally in the back.

If he didn't know the inside story, he would have believed the criticism...

Lin Chen originally wanted to post a message to clarify, but at the last minute he remembered that he had done live broadcasts before and had revealed his real name, so he had to stop.

He knew very well that public opinion was difficult to control and that any rash action would only cause the situation to escalate further and become uncontrollable.

It would be better to wait ten days or half a month for the topic to cool down naturally and allow netizens, whose memory is already poor, to be distracted by other things.

While thinking about this, Lin Chen arrived at the agreed location and entered the booked private room.

The table was filled with sumptuous dishes, including Longjing shrimp, squirrel mandarin fish, and dried amaranth.

Qi Si was sitting on a chair, wearing a white shirt stained with blood.

As soon as Lin Chen entered the room, he smiled apologetically: "You should have seen the post on the forum, right? I'm sorry for getting you into trouble. I'm afraid you'll have to keep your identity secret like me in the future."

Lin Chen sat down on the chair and kept shaking his head: "It's okay, Brother Qi, no one can predict this kind of thing. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the copy long ago."

Qi Si put a chopstick of shrimp into the bowl and said, "You have to be more careful recently. There is something strange happening in the black tower in Sunset Ruins. It has been closed for decades, but it suddenly opened for half a minute yesterday.

"You can go to the forum more often if you have nothing to do. You need to reply to posts a hundred times before you can reach level 2 and see more core information."

"Thank you Brother Qi for reminding me!" Lin Chen held the chopsticks and awkwardly dug a piece of rice. "What's in that tower? Why was it opened yesterday?"

"No one knows." Qi Si swallowed the shrimp, "Fu Jue comes to Sunset Ruins every April 4th to keep an eye on the Black Tower, but he has not given a definite answer yet.

"By the way, didn't you ask before why there were so many people today... Well, they came to see Fu Jue."

When Qi Si said the three words "look at Fu Jue", his tone was as casual as if he had said "look at the monkey", and Lin Chen couldn't help but laugh.

It must be said that after going through eight copies, Qis's sense of humor has improved a lot.

The atmosphere eased a little, and Lin Chen felt that he was not so nervous anymore, so he started to talk about what happened after they parted at Rose Manor.

Qi Si lowered his eyes and listened, his hands constantly picking up food into his bowl and mechanically stuffing the food into his mouth at a constant speed.

After the dishes were served, Lin Chen seemed to suddenly think of something. He hurriedly opened his pocket, took out a razor blade and handed it to Qi Si.

"Brother Qi, I've kept this knife with me, and I haven't had the chance to return it to you..."

"This is for you." Qi Si put down his chopsticks and raised his eyelids to look at him. "Just consider it a meeting gift."

"Ah?...Oh, thank you Brother Qi!" Lin Chen put the blade back into his pocket.

The two of them were alone in a room, and it would look weird if there was a knife on the dining table.

Qi Si watched Lin Chen's actions and asked suddenly, "Lin Chen, you haven't joined the guild yet, right?"

"Not yet." Lin Chen answered hesitantly, "I wanted to join Jiuzhou, but..."

He did not continue.

What can I say? After going through a copy, I began to doubt the concept of Kyushu?
This is so vague and self-righteous...

Qi Si saw Lin Chen's hesitation and said calmly: "If you don't mind the guild ranking, you can join my guild."

Lin Chen's eyes widened: "Huh? Brother Qi, do you already have a guild?"

In his impression, the young man was a solitary person at heart, and didn't seem like someone who would stick together with others...

"Not yet," Qi Si said truthfully, "I have learned that you can register a guild with 10,000 points. Let's go register together later."

"Together?" Lin Chen's eyes widened.

Although it only takes 10,000 points to register a guild, most players will not choose to set up a new guild, simply because there will be a lot of hidden management costs later, which can be said to be a bottomless pit.

Not only that, no matter how big or small the guild is, as long as it is not like Xila or Tianping, it must act in accordance with the conventions established by the old guilds, including but not limited to providing manpower and funds to participate in handling mass incidents and sudden crises.

If they fail to do something well, at best they will be sanctioned by the old guilds and lose points. At worst they will be collectively labeled as massacre players and everyone will be able to kill them.

The most interesting thing is that, apart from the Jiuzhou Guild, which truly pursues the purpose of unity and cooperation, most other guilds regard the convention as nothing. However, the only newly established small guilds that are punished for violating the convention are often the newly established small guilds.

Since Qis claimed to have understood it, he must have studied all the twists and turns clearly and thought of ways to deal with it.

There are certainly many difficulties in establishing a guild, but as long as you survive the most difficult times in the early stages, you can sit at the negotiation table to divide the profits, and even... use the established organizational rules to exploit other players.

Lin Chen believed that with Qi Si's ability, the guild he established must be aimed at making it bigger and stronger, and there was a high probability of achieving good results.

Saying that they wanted to register a guild “together” with him was equivalent to giving him half of the control of the guild. Under such a premise, he was completely taking advantage of it…

"Yes, together." Qi Si made arrangements in an unquestionable tone, "Each of us will contribute 5,000 yuan, you will be the president, and I will be the vice president."

He picked up the chopsticks again, his voice still calm: "Eat quickly, don't waste your time." (End of this chapter)