I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 121 120. Hit the bullseye
As soon as Lloyd arrived at the small garden, the waiter appeared out of nowhere and greeted:
"Oh~ welcome! You came a little later than I expected."

"Huh? Does that mean I don't come often?"

Lloyd asked smoothly.

"Compared to most of the players here, this is true. Generally speaking, players who have come in once, especially players like you who have won the game for the first time, will find it difficult to resist the charm of this place..."

The waiter said quite proudly, motioned for Lloyd to follow him, and then continued:

"So I realize that you probably didn't like the gameplay like last time. So this time, please allow me to introduce to you one of the most popular gameplays on the second level. I believe you will be fascinated."

As he spoke, a black wooden door appeared out of thin air in front of him, then stood aside and motioned for Lloyd to enter.

"This is it. According to your request last time, this is a game that won't cause death."

Lloyd nodded and was about to push the door open when the waiter continued to remind:
"You can consider giving yourself a codename, such as 'Lucky Star' or 'East China Sea Emperor'. This will make it easier for other players to know you and for me to call you."

I'm not a horse, how could I have such a name?

Lloyd cursed, but he remembered it, opened the door in front of him, and walked in.

This place...is actually an arena?
The style of the painting looks a bit like a bowling alley. There is a wooden floor under the feet that is coated with wax and has a slight shine. There are two lanes in the distance. There are hundreds of people gathered there, making a scene and making a lot of noise.

Everyone's face is blurry, as if painted with mosaics, indicating that they are all players on the second floor.

From time to time there would be bursts of cheers and applause:

"Huh? Okay! Hit! I hit!"

"Wow? You can win this? You are really lucky!"

"Bah! What kind of luck? Sir, I am obviously very powerful!"

Or a sigh:
"How is it possible? I clearly saw it clearly, why did I miss it?"

"Ha~ Unlucky guy, go see the ophthalmologist and come back."

"It's true. Although this place has the lowest threshold, it's not something a newcomer like you can play. Were you deceived by your waiter?"

Lloyd approached with some curiosity to observe how the game was played.

The name of this game is "Hit the Bullseye", and the rules are very simple. Just use the ball in your hand to hit the opposite target.

But the special thing is that the ball can be a tennis ball, a shot put, a bowling ball, a badminton, or even a dart or a pistol, as long as it can 'shoot', it seems to work.

The target on the opposite side can be anything, a normal concentric target, a bowling pin, even a golf hole, a live animal, or even...

living...

The player currently standing on the fairway is holding a long bow, arching the bow and aiming at a large group of people on the opposite side.

Then he released the arrow, and the arrow pulled out a golden stream of light, and with a flight path that defied physics, it drew an 'S'-shaped arc in the air, bypassing an old man who stood motionless, and a face-like figure. The honest middle-aged man hit a girl hiding behind the two of them.

bang~
The girl suddenly exploded into a pile of gold coins symbolizing points and disappeared.

The 'people' around her who were still walking around and doing various actions, and even the surrounding farmland and barns, also disappeared, leaving only a bare fairway.

It turns out that this is just a special target, not really killing people.

The people watching suddenly burst into excited cheers.

"It's amazing! I can't even stop you at difficulty level 5. You are truly worthy of the prestigious 'Magic Bullet Hunter'!"

"The boss of the Magic Bullet Hunter is too powerful, isn't he? Now 50 points have been credited to his account, which is really enviable."

"Your level is already high enough to reach the third level, right? When do you plan to shock the players above?"

The player surrounded by the crowd was wearing a very ordinary hunting suit and a three-cornered hat with feathers on his head, which was somewhat similar to the dress at the Holy Court of Grace.

He dealt with the compliments from the people around him and replied humbly:

"My current strength is not enough to challenge the third level. In this 'Dream Theater', there are many mediocre people like me."

Lloyd was watching from behind, frowning slightly.

He had previously discovered through observation that these 'balls' and 'targets' were chosen by the players themselves. So who would choose such a 'target'?
At the same time, he also noticed that there is a difficulty level in this gameplay. The higher the difficulty, the farther the target is and the more interference there is, but correspondingly, the rewards are higher.

For example, the player on another track next to him chose an indoor golf-like scene, where he needed to hit the ball into a hole with a golden flagpole.

But he drove out with one shot, and the hole actually moved on its own, just avoiding the ball's landing point.

The man immediately broke the golf club in his hand in annoyance, then picked up a new one, and a new ball appeared under his feet.

Lloyd took a closer look and saw the number '2' written on the ball.

And above the player's head, there is a '3' wooden sign hanging.

This shows that he chose level 3 difficulty, and each ball below represents 2 points.If it misses, the 2 points will be lost...

But if he hits the ball, he will be refunded the 2 points he spent on buying the ball, and he will also get an additional 2*3=6 points as a reward.

The gameplay of this game is probably like this. It’s really not difficult, and no one will be killed. Winning or losing is just points in the game. It’s much better than the previous gameplay.

However, Lloyd is still not in a hurry to get started. He only has two points left on hand, so he may just play it for a while. It is better to see how others play.

At this moment, a player next to him hurriedly ran in, then stood on the third lane where no one was playing, and put his hand on a crystal ball in front of him.

The fairway suddenly lit up, and a spotlight came from nowhere, focusing on the player, making him the center of attention.

Then, a target hung above his head with '6' written on it, which meant that he was about to challenge level 6 difficulty.

There is also a line of small words below, which says this person's code name: 'Sharpshooter'.

Human-shaped targets rose up at the end of the fairway and began to move left and right. One of them was obviously a few circles smaller and was still slightly emitting a golden light, indicating that it was the real target.

A booth appeared in front of the player, with a flintlock gun placed on it.

"I want to put my last two points into the barrel of the gun!"

He whispered, picked up the gun, calibrated it, and loaded it with pellets.

Immediately, other players came closer and started to cheer him up.

"Wow? Today's first difficulty level 6? Come on! I'm optimistic about you!"

"It's a pity that the second floor cannot involve real money transactions, otherwise I would make an offer for you."

"It seems that few people try Difficulty 6, right? I heard that not only the target becomes more difficult, but also there will be a lot of interference... Anyway, come on! Master Sharpshooter!"

For the sport of shooting, the louder it is, the worse it is, making it unclear whether the onlookers are cheering or interfering.

Lloyd also visually measured the distance of the target. Good guy, the biggest interference item could not be seen clearly. There was only a tiny dot left on the entire target, let alone the smaller golden target.

I don't know how many kilometers this distance is, but the entire arena looks only a few hundred meters wide.

Has the space changed?
Lloyd speculated secretly.

Then, he felt a burst of spiritual power from the 'sharp shooter', and some inspiration escaped, reaching towards the target.

This is normal. Such a long distance is not within the range of an old-fashioned firearm such as a flintlock gun, and it is impossible to aim with the naked eye.

It seems that this game project still needs to be solved by extraordinary abilities.

And this 'sharp shooter' should also have two brushes. He was not disturbed by the noise in his ears at all. He calmly raised the gun and started to aim. His hand was very steady and his breathing was very even. It seemed that he had a shooting ability. Basic skills.

But after he took aim for half a minute, instead of shooting, his whole body began to tremble slightly.

And it got worse and worse. His whole body twitched like an electric shock. He fell to the ground with a thud. Then he squeezed his temples with both hands and began to scream incessantly:

"Ah!!! Uh... don't come over! Don't come over!"

Then, his skin twitched, and squirming granules appeared.

This is a sign of loss of control...

When his entire body began to transform into monsters, he was 'kicked out' of the game, and his figure disappeared, leaving only a golden card that slowly sank into the waxed wooden floor.

Lloyd shook his head secretly.

He remembered telling the waiter that no one would die in this game...

The onlookers nearby did not express sympathy for this. Instead, they sneered and went to watch other tracks.

"Haha~ I thought he was an expert, but he turned out to be just a rookie who doesn't know anything. Can you choose difficulty level 6?"

"It seems that the rumors about high difficulty are true. Starting from difficulty 6, it is not only difficult to hit the target, but also suffers from continuous mental pollution."

"Isn't this something that everyone has known for a long time? It's not a secret anymore, right? This idiot doesn't understand anything."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a "thump" sound, and another spotlight came on behind them.

Looking back, a new player who has never been masked before is standing in the spotlight, with a wooden sign hanging above his head.

It says '7'

Then another line of small characters wrote his code name:

'New'

(End of this chapter)