Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Blackwater Town Hall:

In the mayor's office, which was littered with corpses and blood, A-Qiu leaned against the desk, breathing heavily.

In the early hours of the morning, she and other players who were also federal tax officials were attacked by the Church of Shadows, and no one survived except her.

The one who attacked them was also a vampire viscount.

"Clatter..."

Just as A Qiu was closing his eyes in a daze, wanting to rest for a while, a sound of footsteps came from the doorway.

Startled, A Qiu quickly raised the dagger in her hand and, like a rabbit, nervously looked towards the door.

Mo Lan raised her hand.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

When A Qiu realized that the person who came was not an enemy, but Mo Lan, the tension on her face immediately disappeared.

"Mr. Lan Meng..." She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the blood off her face with her dirty sleeve.

Seeing this, Mo Lan handed over a handkerchief.

Huh? You're asking me where I got the handkerchief.

Do you even know what the old London Union Jack means?! It's all about gentlemanly manners!

"Thank you..." A-Qiu blushed, carefully took the handkerchief, and wiped her eyes and face.

She then noticed the bloodstains on Mo Lan's clothes and asked, "Mr. Lan Meng, were you also attacked last night?"

Mo Lan nodded: "Fortunately, a skilled demon hunter came to my aid, otherwise I would have almost died there."

Ah Qiu gasped, then quickly stood up. "Ah! Are you alright?"

Her eyes were filled with worry.

Mo Lan shook her head: "Don't worry, aside from everything else, I'm quite skilled at escaping. Most people can't catch me."

"That's good..."

A-Qiu patted his chest, relieved: "So, Mr. Lan Meng, what should we do next?"

She never had any ideas.

And after having a very reliable friend like Mo Lan by her side, she completely gave up thinking for herself.

For some reason, A Qiu always felt exceptionally safe whenever Mo Lan was around.

It's as if no matter what problem we encounter, the other party can always come up with a solution.

She really enjoyed the feeling of being able to completely trust the other person, and she was willing to follow their instructions.

Looking at the girl whose eyes were full of trust in him, Mo Lan felt a slight sense of guilt for some reason.

They're already a bit slow-witted, and you're still teasing them...

"Ahem!"

He coughed twice: "If I'm not mistaken, Han Jiang should still be alive, and the Shadow Church must be severely weakened after losing two viscounts."

"Next, we should try to win over people from other factions and then attack the gold mine together, which is their stronghold."

"And while we're at it, let's see if we can find the Prime Minister's daughter."

Mo Lan wasn't prepared to venture into the cult's lair alone; after all, he wasn't Capcom's Superman, nor could he transform into a demon.

The best course of action would be to gather a group of people to attack the Shadow Church, and then take the opportunity to search for clues to see if they could rescue the Prime Minister's daughter.

A-Qiu nodded repeatedly: "Is there anything I can do?"

Mo Lan asked, "Did you bring the Nebula System?"

If A-Qiu brought the Nebula System, their plans would be much easier.

Unfortunately, A-Qiu shook his head and said apologetically:

"The Nebula System is essentially a high-tech system developed by the Alliance to maintain stability in reality."

"Because it does not belong to the game of fate, it is not recognized by the system and can only be used in reality and in instances that descend into reality."

"Recruitment-type dungeons cannot be brought in."

Mo Lan sighed regretfully, "Alright."

He then told A Qiu the location of the Sparrow Tavern: "I'll go check on Han Jiang's whereabouts. We'll meet here tonight."

"good!"

A-Qiu nodded solemnly.

Mo Lan then left the city hall.

At this time, in Blackwater Town, perhaps due to the retaliation of the Shadow Church, most of the townspeople were infected with hemoptysis and stayed indoors.

This is an acute manifestation that occurs after infection with a degraded progenitor virus. Infected individuals usually die from organ bleeding within three days.

This virus certainly wasn't contracted within a single day; it just happened to break out on this particular day.

"The sudden death of two viscounts enraged them."

Just as Mo Lan had predicted.

The Shadow Church was already severely weakened by the deaths of two viscount-level high-ranking officials last night, and the internal situation was in complete chaos.

It should be noted that the entire Shadow Church only has three viscount-level combatants.

Above that, there is only one bishop and one true ancestor who is still asleep.

Now that two of their viscount-level combatants have died, they have mistakenly believed that the American government and the Victorian government have begun to join forces to suppress them.

So they directly activated the virus that was already lurking in the bodies of the town's residents.

The residents of these towns will die in a short time, then decompose and become nourishment for the resurrection of the True Ancestor.

They also knew that this short-sighted tactic could only be used once. After that, they could only wait for the True Ancestor to awaken, kill off all the invaders, and then move on to another place to develop their territory.

Despite the tense atmosphere and anxiety, they all believed that as long as the True Ancestor made a move, all invaders would be buried here.

the other side.

Mo Lan did not inquire about or find any trace of Han Jiang.

But he learned from a surviving player that Han Jiang apparently had a fight with Bart, whom he had met on the train, the previous night.

Both of them are missing.

So Mo Lan had no choice but to return to the Sparrow Tavern after dark.

He pushed open the door and entered, accompanied by a jingling sound, but Adela inside the tavern didn't even turn her head.

"You arrived quite quickly. With you included, everyone is here now."

Mo Lan looked around the tavern, a tiny place. Besides A Qiu and Adela, there was another man who looked very familiar to him.

Blonde hair, parted, serious gaze.

Meeting Mo Lan's gaze, Li Ang nodded to him, then spoke in a serious tone:

"Hello, Miss Detective, I am Leon Rivić, a Colombian national-level witcher. We met last night."

"I have learned your identity from Miss Adela, and I hope you don't mind."

Mo Lan: "..."

His gaze casually shifted to Adela, the old woman who was desperately trying to suppress her laughter, her face flushed red from holding it in.

"Hahahaha!" She finally couldn't hold back any longer and leaned behind the bar, laughing like a fool.

Sensing something was off, Leon scratched his head and turned to Adela with a puzzled look: "What are you laughing at?"

Mo Lan raised her hand to take off her hat, sighed, and said helplessly, "I've heard so much about you, Mr. Li Ang."

"Also, thank you for your help last night. I don't have a way to repay you right now, so how about I treat you to dinner next time?"

His voice was full of reverence.

Li Ang: "..

Now he understood why Adela was laughing like that.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lan Meng, I mistook your gender." He apologized to Mo Lan first.

Then he looked at Adela helplessly: "Hey, Adela, why didn't you remind me beforehand?"

Adela: "You didn't even ask! Hahahaha!"

After arriving at the Sparrow Tavern, Li Ang, true to his professionalism as a demon hunter agent, questioned Mo Lan thoroughly about her identity.

But I didn't ask about this.

Because of that brief encounter last night, he only saw Mo Lan's appearance but didn't hear her speak at all.

Mo Lan's appearance is particularly deceptive; if she doesn't speak, many people would indeed mistake her for someone else at first glance.

Adela was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. It took her a while to catch her breath before she coughed twice.

"Ahem, let's get down to business now."

No one objected.

Adela: "The vast majority of people in the town are infected with the hemoptysis spread by the church. To save them, we must deal with that True Ancestor within three days."

At this point, A-Qiu raised his hand: "But with just the few of us, can we really break into their lair?"

According to intelligence, the gold mine north of Blackwater Town is occupied by hundreds or even thousands of ghouls from the Shadow Church.

Upon hearing this, Adela crossed her arms and smiled confidently: "Of course, it's not just us."

At this moment, Li Ang picked up a walkie-talkie and replayed the instructions he had received not long ago:

"Li Ang, with the president's special approval, we will dispatch the Judgment Eagle Demon Hunter Force to airdrop into Blackwater Town in the follow-up operation to provide you with full fire support."

"Because of the True Ancestor's magnetic field interference, our bombers cannot provide air-to-ground support, so you'll have to rely on yourselves from now on."

"May your mission go smoothly and may you return safely. Over."

Mo Lan was somewhat surprised.

Have the governments of the Americas sent people?

Adela noticed Moran's confusion and smiled, "Surprised, aren't you?"

"The American government sent Leon here this time only to test the strength of the Shadow Church."

"Unexpectedly, two viscounts were killed on the other side. After the report was submitted, the higher-ups felt that the opportunity was too good to pass up, so they decided to launch a lightning raid."

If they can destroy the Shadow Church while the True Ancestor is asleep and before the Victorian Church intervenes, then the American government can rightfully claim all the spoils of victory.

This includes the ancient relic lost by the Victorian Church, as well as the True Ancestor Power, which is of great scientific research value.

It should be noted that in the realm of the extraordinary, the American government has always lagged behind the Papacy, and in recent years they were severely damaged by the True Ancestor, leaving them depressed.

So now that they've finally got this opportunity, they're determined not to let it slip away.

Adela: "I am still nominally a member of the Vatican. Without orders, the American government does not want me to get involved and claim credit, but I can provide you with some intelligence."

"Within the Church of Shadows, besides the bishop and the three viscounts, there is actually a secret True Ancestor Guard."

"The exact number of the Royal Guard is unknown; I only heard about it from Ed."

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan rested her chin on her hand, tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, and began to peruse Ed's fragmented memories.

However, even Ed himself knew very little about the Royal Guard.

No Royal Guard was present during Operation Evil Eye three years ago.

"In that case, this personal guard should have been formed by the True Ancestor Garuda afterward."

Since the Guard has never been involved in external affairs within the Shadow Church, Mo Lan can only guess in other directions.

"Sizzle!"

Li Ang's walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life: "Li Ang, the Demon Hunter team is about to arrive in Blackwater Town and is scheduled to airdrop in 30 minutes."

"The commander of this operation is Colonel Andrei."

Li Ang picked up the walkie-talkie: "Received, I'll head there to meet you right away."

He then looked at Mo Lan: "Mr. Lan Meng, are you prepared to join us?"

Mo Lan picked up the hat beside her and smiled upon hearing this: "No, I have other tasks to complete."

He waved his hand and, as he turned around, reminded A-Qiu, "A-Qiu, take care of yourself, and be careful."

"Huh? Ahhh?"

A Qiu was taken aback. She had thought Mo Lan would be with her. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly remembered that as a tax officer, she seemed to be on the American government's side.

Moran, on the other hand, is in the Prime Minister's camp.