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Chapter 379 Group Chat
Since his brother said so, Li Sheng obeyed his orders and went to the conference room on the top floor of the City Hall.

The conference room is not very large. There is a long oval table in the middle with more than thirty seats in total.

As time passed, representatives from various guilds filed into the conference room and took their seats.

The vice president of Whale Song [Zero Day Vulnerability], the leader of the Knights Templar [The Order], the leader of the Thousand Maws [Mistletoe], the leader of the Monster Union [The King of Trapped Beasts], and the head of European Heavy Industries [Ferdinand].
Li Sheng sat at the corner of the round table and observed the scene. What if a nuclear bomb was placed under the table and detonated?
Well, with the strength of this group of people, it seems that they can withstand a nuclear explosion without any problem.

Tread, step, step.

Zhongtian Beiji, dressed in a suit and tie, strode through the corridor with the GOC's laurel wreath badge on his chest. His expression was solemn and serious, but his unconsciously flicking fingers still revealed his inner excitement at the moment.

He wanted to improve so much.

When I first became a player, I took a negligible 100 million cash from my family and joined the group to get a grassroots management position in GOC. After working hard all the way, I was finally promoted to the current position of the head of GOC Southeast Asia.
Today, I was assigned by my superiors to attend the meeting of the Loujie Residents Committee.

What kind of people can attend the meeting?
Zero-day vulnerabilities, The Order, and Mistletoe.
Such people are either outstanding heroes or lone wolves who kill people everywhere. This shows how much gold they have.

Just when his heart was pounding,
The head of the Witch Alliance, Carrie, was walking towards them. She had a delicate appearance and a cold expression. She was wearing a blood-red Gothic dress and was surrounded by pure black phantom butterflies that absorbed all light.

Jia Li happened to arrive at the door of the conference room at the same time as Zhong Tian Bei Ji. The latter quickly turned sideways, opened the door for her, and said respectfully, "Please come in."

Carrie completely ignored Zhongtian Beiji's friendly smile and walked into the meeting room indifferently.

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The perfect smile on Zhongtian Beiji's face remained unchanged, and he took a breath imperceptibly.

Compared with these veteran strong men, my foundation is still a little weak, but it doesn’t matter, I can upgrade quickly!

It took him less than three years to advance from Lv1 to Lv34. Being able to attend the meeting is a reflection of one's identity and status.
Zhongtian Arctic walked into the conference room with great ambitions, and then,

Then I saw Ant sitting behind the table, crossing his legs and drinking iced Coke.

Ok? ? ?
Where's the security? Where's the security? Get this stranger out.

His brain short-circuited for a moment, and Zhongtian Beiji was confused. He stared at Li Sheng with strange eyes and sat down silently.

Li Sheng ignored him and continued to browse his phone.

As expected, the number of posts on the player forum increased rapidly in a short period of time, and everyone was shocked.

【I was at the explosion site in the slum (picture) (picture) (picture) (picture)】

[Breaking news: The underlying logic of the slum has been broken?! ]

[My uncle is a member of the neighborhood committee. I have an inside scoop on this, but I don’t know if I should share it with you.]

[If you want to ensure your own safety, you must make money first! 2025 AI new outlet, I made 15 yuan in four days using Duck Seek, all you need is hands]

Li Sheng's eye twitched. Since the first day that the Whale Song organization established the player forum, various water army advertisements have emerged one after another.

Even if Jingge sets up an AI program to automatically delete forum advertisements, it will be of no avail - the interest groups behind the water army also have AI technology, and keep up with the times, and can imitate or even surpass ordinary forum users.

Some posts with serious titles, such as [The first step in life, which guild should a novice player join],
The content is quite formal, analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of each guild, employee treatment, hidden benefits, and long-term planning in a serious manner. However, it suddenly changes the subject midway and aggressively promotes part-time mercenaries, no-name loans, and other businesses.

It is especially strongly recommended that those extraordinary people with mutant bloodlines sell fresh plasma.

It can be said to be extremely immoral.

"Everyone is here?"

The side of truth glanced at the conference room,

Mistletoe, wearing a crimson robe, scratched his pale beard, "Hohenheim and Michael haven't arrived yet."

"Don't worry about them."

The Side of Truth shook his head. Hohenheim was the Supreme Mage of the Clock Tower Guild. He had mastered arcane magic and stayed in his floating mage tower all year round to do experiments. He rarely stepped out into the outside world.

As for Michael, the nominally strongest person in the Global Occult Alliance, he has been missing for almost a year and no one can contact him.

If the friend panel on Side of Truth hadn't shown that Michael was still online, I would have suspected that he was dead.

"let's start."

The side of truth snapped his fingers, and a three-dimensional projection emerged from the oval table, recreating the explosion scene in the slum street and playing the image of the moment when Sakai Izumi exploded.

Everyone watched the entire video with frowns on their faces.
Ferdinand, the president of the European Heavy Industry Council, was the first to speak: "Izumi Sakai is a member of our guild. Four months ago, during a team mission to explore the physical killing field, he was accidentally caught in the space turbulence released by the security guards and disappeared unexpectedly."

The security guard constructs wandering around the killing field have extremely different strength limits. The weaker ones are only at the level of modern military forces, while the stronger ones can reach or even surpass Lv35.

"Keep watching,"

The Side of Truth nodded and replayed the film, slowing down each frame.

As the video is played slowly frame by frame, more information is revealed.

Before the explosion, the eyes on the surface of the [Bright Flame Tumor] made clear "scanning" movements.

Not only did it scan the street environment, but the pupils hidden deep in the black eyeballs made thousands of high-frequency scanning movements in less than a second.

As the Side of Truth waved his hand again, the picture switched from three-dimensional projection to spiritual consciousness mode.

I saw Haoyan's swollen eyeball emitting a huge amount of spiritual energy, sweeping across the entire street, all the way to the super-giant pipe dome above the street, and then spreading along the pipe.

The King of the Trapped Beasts (a muscular, burly man wearing animal skins) frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

"It's simple. This tumor is not only a bomb, but also a locator."

The Side of Truth said calmly: "The psychic signal emitted by the tumor before it explodes will spread along the pipeline.

Just like radar positioning, it can provide the location of the slum to the inflictor of the tumor, that is, the player in the other world."

The trapped beast king raised his eyebrows, "Huh? Are there really players from another world in the killing field?"

There are many cases where Earth players go to the scenario world to perform tasks, but end up being killed by the natives or having their bodies taken over. It is not surprising that there are players in other worlds.

However, it is bizarre that players from another world can log into the killing field entity.

Just like the Loch Ness Monster, the rumor was rampant, but there was no solid and reliable evidence. Now that I have heard the news from the side of truth, it can be considered confirmed.

"Two months ago, Hohenheim and I captured a Level 10 alien player from the South Pacific Federation on a parallel Earth, approximately three billion kilometers away from the mean streets.

In his worldview, there is also a killing field game, and the killing field has only been around for four months. There are only about 3,000 players worldwide. "

The Side of Truth said calmly, "Afterwards, I captured a total of six players, all from different worlds, some even from alien non-human races. They are basically hovering between Lv5 and Lv20.

According to these extraordinary people, the number and quality of players in the killing game on their planet are not as good as those on Earth.

Of course, only at this stage.”

This news was too shocking. Li Sheng silently observed the people behind the long oval table.

Representatives from European Heavy Industries, Prometheus Laboratories, the Special Affairs Bureau and other companies with official backgrounds all looked calm, having obviously received the inside information long ago.

The King of the Beasts also reacted and complained to the Side of Truth: "Damn it, Old Side, you are so dishonest. You didn't even tell me such important news."

The top players were all there four years ago when the killing field had just arrived and the situation was the most turbulent and chaotic.
To survive the epic chicken-eating contest and become the last survivor, luck, intelligence, strength, and perseverance are all indispensable. And because they are the only ones who make it to the end, they are quite familiar with each other.

The voice of the side of truth did not show any ripples. "I sent a message to the group on WeChat, @ed all the members."

"what?"

The trapped beast king quickly took out his mobile phone and opened a small group of 20 people called "Survivors Drinking Tea Group". Sure enough, he found the chat history. He didn't read it carefully at all at the time and even replied with a received message.

"Oh, that's okay."

The trapped beast king put down his phone as usual and pretended nothing had happened.

Zhongtian Beiji, who was sitting next to the King of Trapped Beasts, accidentally saw the Milk Dragon emoticon package sent by someone in the group chat.
He used all his life's skills to try his best to keep a straight expression.

I was madly complaining in my heart,

No, these Lv38 and Lv40 demigods and true gods are actually still using WeChat?

Are you saying that I, a second-generation rich man with a net worth of tens of billions, who has worked hard to climb to the position of Director of the Southeast Asia Department of the GOC, am still not qualified to join a group chat full of idiotic emoticons?
This was a huge impact on my worldview.

Zhongtian Beiji's pupils trembled violently, and his heart of Taoism was shattered.
Li Sheng on the side was fine.

The world has always been a huge makeshift team.

"That is to say, after Izumi Sakai disappeared, he was captured by a player from another world. He was released and allowed to return to the slum streets, and then the so-called Bright Flame Tumor was detonated to provide the location."

Zero Day Vulnerability, who was wearing a hoodie and a fox mask, raised his hand and made a mechanical electronic sound, "I have three questions.

1. Why can the flame tumor bypass the restrictions of the slum street and cause casualties?
Second, if they were really players from another world, why didn’t they control Izumi Sakai and follow him into the teleportation phone booth?

Third, if I remember correctly, the giant pipeline above the shabby street alone is more than 10,000 kilometers long and winding. Even for a top psychic like you, the psychic detection skills you use will probably be difficult to be effective, right?"

The space of the killing field is so vast that it can only be measured in "10,000 kilometers". There are also large areas of insurmountable rock formations, restricted areas, and death zones.

Four years later, players have only explored a small area, about the size of Jupiter.

The Side of Truth glanced at the zero-day vulnerability and said calmly: "The reason is very simple. First, the tumor bomb is made of psychic energy as fuel and security guards as raw materials.

Slum Street only prohibits players from harming each other, and does not prohibit security guards from harming players. "

Hmm? There is such a setting.

Li Sheng raised his eyebrows. It seemed that there was no security guard at all in the slum and its surrounding areas.

"Second, after testing by Hohenheim and I, we found that players from another world can use the phone booth, but when they input the same coordinates, the location they are teleported to is different from that of players on Earth. The reason is unknown.

In other words, even if the players in the other world knew the coordinates of the telephone booth on the mean street, they could not teleport there.

At the same time, players from another world cannot use the method of "mentally controlling Izumi Sakai, asking him to take the magic gem to the shabby street, and then using the gem to open the space door" to directly reach the shabby street.

The distance is too great to allow any space portal to be built."

The Side of Truth said, “As for the third point, psychic signals alone cannot penetrate tens of thousands of kilometers of rock, concrete, and mutant plants.

However, the extraordinary person from another world who set the bomb was quite smart. He planted a band that could distort genetic coding in the psychic signal.

The native creatures of the killing field that were swept by the psychic signal, as long as they were large vertebrates, would spontaneously breed and grow the same type of tumors in their bodies as if they were parasitic, and eventually explode.

The detection range of a single psychic bomb is limited, but if it continues to spread infinitely, it will sooner or later be transmitted back to the bomb planter.

Then, he would be able to work backwards from the genetically encoded texture in the tumor and outline a path to Mean Street.

Just like using tree rings to infer the climate conditions of the past few decades.

The whole approach is quite clever.”

The tone of the truth side could not hide the admiration and praise.

However, when these words fell into the ears of others, the meaning changed.

Vice President Jingge stood up suddenly and asked quickly, "Is it too late to wipe out the psychic fluctuations of the bomb?"

To be able to deploy such a sophisticated bomb, one must be at least Lv35 or above.

What if players from another world were to locate the slum, follow the clues to find the hidden rooms occupied by the major guilds, and finally counterattack the Earth? The consequences would be disastrous.

Faced with fellow Indian natives, European colonists still physically eliminated millions of them and purchased their scalps at a fixed price.

Anyone with a normal IQ would not have any unrealistic fantasies about the moral level of aliens they have never met.

"I have erased it."

The Side of Truth had already anticipated the reaction of Zero Day Vulnerability, and said calmly: “But, I can clearly say that the death of Izumi Sakai is just the beginning.

Sooner or later, we will have large-scale contact with alien civilizations. The only difference is whether it is active or passive. "

(End of this chapter)