I became a saint in the game

Chapter 141: Suicide? Sacrifice?
After several unsuccessful attempts, Song Bingyuan looked at Chen Shicheng in the stands with melancholy and shook his head helplessly.

Chen Shicheng quickly spread his hands, indicating that he could not help much. Using the Eye of Bai Ze to help him find good seedlings was the best he could do, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

"Come down and help. A ready-made example is always better than empty words."

Looking at the message sent by the director, Chen Shicheng quickly turned his head away, pretending to be very busy, and put his hands on his forehead to block his sight.

The players who are applying for the job below all have a segment where they display their relics. Watching the fun is much more intense than going to work, and the relics are also very novel, which is an eye-opener for them.

[Cornucopia: Every once in a while, it will automatically collect nearby unowned items into the basin.]

[Millennium Ice Jade: Absorbs the cold air between heaven and earth and stores it inside. It can be released all at once to freeze enemies within a certain range.]

[Golden Armor Amulet: When in danger, you can actively release a protective spell to resist a fatal injury.]

[Thunderbolt Peach Wood Sword: can enhance the damage of lightning spells. A thunder spell is stored inside and can be triggered at any time to cause damage to the enemy.]

The various relics dazzled Chen Shicheng and greatly satisfied his curiosity.

At the same time, he also discovered that the relics in the hands of these new players were completely different from the Heaven-stealing Pendant in his hand, or even not comparable at all. He didn't know if there were too many players and they were using some junk to make up the numbers.

The most common of them are weapons similar to peach wood swords, which contain a non-consumption attack spell, allowing players to have a certain self-protection power in the early stages.

Chen Shicheng didn't care too much about the relics in other people's hands. While watching the fun, he also didn't forget to help Song Bingyuan find the so-called talents.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on a player in the center of the playing field.

This is a young man wearing an ordinary T-shirt. He looks very ordinary and is completely inconspicuous in the crowd.

The reason I noticed him was that, although this young man was standing in the same place, his eyes looked a little anxious and his hands were tightly grasping his trouser legs, which looked a little abnormal.

[Lv.10 Invincible Ninja (Miura Naruki), Essence: 21, Qi: 11, Spirit: 8.5, Skill: Sacrifice]

"Island people?"

A Japanese man came to the domestic player recruitment venue with a nervous look. Chen Shicheng would not think that he was a Japanese traitor who yearned for the great Chinese culture and wanted to surrender. Moreover, his skills also made people a little concerned.

[Sacrifice: Burn everything in oneself, and turn into a space beacon to guide the direction for certain people. ]

Chen Shicheng dared to swear that if there was nothing wrong with this man, he would have a sweet love affair with Song Bingyuan!

"There's something wrong with that nervous and ugly man in the middle of the court. It's best to capture him right away." He immediately sent a message to Song Bingyuan.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong with that person?"

Song Bingyuan was a little surprised after receiving the information. This was a job fair organized by the government, and all the people present were players, not to mention the members of the logistics department of the Culture and Tourism Bureau who were patrolling everywhere. In this situation, who would dare to make trouble?
"The Japanese have a strange skill." Time was running out, so Chen Shicheng picked out the key information and sent it over.

"understand!"

Song Bingyuan's face changed, and he immediately called for his men to surround the center of the venue. In a conference that could not possibly recruit foreigners, a Japanese suddenly appeared. Everyone knew that there must be something wrong with him. As for whether Chen Shicheng had seen it wrong, he chose to believe it, and at most he would apologize afterwards.

At this time, as the team moves forward, the islander should also move forward.

But it was obvious that he had no intention of leaving the center of the stadium, and the person behind him didn't pay attention and bumped into his back.

"No, go forward. Don't you see the huge space ahead?" The man behind him pushed the Japanese man with some dissatisfaction.

The Japanese man didn't say anything, but just looked at the man behind him nervously, then stepped aside and motioned him to go first.

"Problem!" The man behind him glanced at the Japanese man, shook his head, walked past him to the empty space in the queue.

The Japanese man ignored him, just raised his hand to check the time, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and was about to shout something when an arm appeared on his neck.

"You'd better not move. Although I don't know what you want to do, you'd better look around. You have been surrounded by us. Just follow me." Song Bingyuan came to the islander at some point and said while hugging his neck tightly.

The Japanese man froze and looked around subconsciously.

Sure enough, there were a few people in the crowd who were standing in very subtle positions, vaguely surrounding him in the middle, and looking at him warily.

Perhaps he knew that he had no way to escape, or he didn't want to escape at all. He glanced at Song Bingyuan behind him and grinned. Countless cracks appeared all over his body, bloody light burst out, and his body began to melt gradually.

Song Bingyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he let go of the Japanese man's arm as if he had been electrocuted, while shouting, "Danger, everyone retreat!"

The people around were all players. Although they were not very strong, they reacted very quickly. The moment Song Bingyuan shouted, they all showed their skills and quickly retreated to a safe distance, watching vigilantly the Japanese who were gradually melting into blood.

People in the distance also cried out in surprise, not knowing what was happening here. The recruiters from various organizations also looked confused, and they were looking over here curiously.

"Hand in hand, don't let his skill complete!"

Although Song Bingyuan didn't know what the effect of this skill was, he didn't believe that an islander would come here to make a fuss just to commit suicide, so he quickly asked the people from the logistics department of the Cultural and Tourism Bureau to take action to interrupt the skill.

Following his order, people from the logistics department of the Culture and Tourism Bureau and some smart players immediately took action with all their strength.

Thunder, fire, ice, arrows, countless attacks flew towards the islander in no particular order.

At this point, the islander's entire body had dissolved, turning into a ball of blood emitting an ominous red glow and floating in place. There was simply no way to stop these attacks.

But what was shocking was that when these attacks approached the blood, they silently sank into it. Not only did they not interrupt the use of skills, but they caused the constantly wriggling blood to expand instantly.

In front of everyone's eyes, the blood expanded to a limit, then suddenly stopped and turned into a three-dimensional strange symbol.

In the center of the symbol, the space began to distort continuously. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, blocking all sunlight and shrouding the stadium in shadow.

(End of this chapter)