Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

"Besides, with our strength, who can stand against us?" The fat man pointed at his friends.

Aside from Gou Quan, Zhao Hao and Qi Yezaki are both Iron 5-star, and Fatty has already entered the Bronze realm. The four of them truly crush the other superhumans.

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, and he came up with a plan!

Since the fat man thinks his group is the strongest, then they should find someone even stronger and make him back down.

The Endermen are no longer viable. The fat man has begun to suspect that the Endermen are connected to him.

So, Kenshiro it is!

Soon, the large group of superhumans who had sealed off the mountain to search for people spotted a figure.

He was nearly two meters tall, with red hair, and all the muscles in his body were on his face, with a grotesque and sinister crooked smile.

"Holy crap! It's the Crooked Mouth War God!"

"It's a one-legged boxer, run!"

"Run! Forget about the game console!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

"Jamaican disc~"

One of the newcomers, not knowing what was going on, quickly asked his companion, "What's going on? That red-haired giant has perfectly good long legs, why is he called the 'One-Leg Boxer'?"

His companion, pulling him back, explained, "He likes to break other people's legs!"

Kenshiro stood on the hillside with his arms crossed, and said nonchalantly, "Why are you all so afraid of me? They all say I'm refined, easy-going, and easy to get along with."

Everyone: Who are they? Are they blind?

At this moment, one of the female superhumans had a thought.

This is a superhuman who seems to be at the bronze level! If I don't latch onto him now, when will I? Compared to this burly big shot, the superhuman who introduced me to this world is like a bean sprout, not even worth a glance.

"Hehehe~" The woman chuckled and leaned closer. "Kenshiro, is that right? My name is Emery. I think we can get to know each other..."

Her original guide and companion looked extremely displeased, as this was essentially a case of being cheated on. But he dared not say anything.

However, just as Emery reached out to touch Kenshiro's washboard abs, with a "bang," he was sent flying and hung from a tree in the distance. Only a very few people saw what had happened.

Kenshiro maintained his punching stance, grinning crookedly: "Don't think I won't fight just because she's a woman. Without women in my heart, my punches are naturally divine. Women will only affect the power of my punches!" So said a certain rural donkey-style boxing master.

Emery was hanging from a tree, foaming at the mouth, his leg broken.

Kenshiro shouted to the crowd, "No need to look anymore, the game console is already here with me. Anyone want it? Come and get it!" A terrifying aura, like that of a prehistoric beast, surged forth, and enormous spiritual energy formed a gigantic beast head behind Kenshiro, roaring to the sky.

Everyone took a few steps back, completely stunned.

Seeing that no one came up, Kenshiro turned and left, waving as he went: "Since nobody wants it, I'll take it back and study it. I heard this thing is quite valuable~"

It's not shameful to be your own shill.

Kenshiro's action, seemingly coming from a Bronze-level powerhouse, instantly confirmed the value of the game console. After all, even Bronze-level superhumans were praising it!

However, before the superhumans in the Otherworld could make any bigger moves, many players claimed that the game had been updated and no longer required a game console to log in.

Everyone now possesses a dream-traveling seal that can only be activated by their own spiritual energy; once activated, it allows entry into the dream game!

Moreover, Dream Game is currently focusing on attracting new players, and existing players can receive cashback for referring new players.

Suddenly, the world was filled with: "Hey bro, ever heard of the Endless Dungeon? Join now and get a talent draw! If you're a true brother, come and fight me!"

Chapter 345 Old Fury's Old Farm Has an Old Tree

The progress in the Endless City is very fast; it has to be fast!

Since the Dreamwalking Curse began to circulate and developed through a referral system, the number of players has surged, to the point that the various levels Zhao Hao had previously simulated were no longer sufficient.

Players are truly creative! With more players and fewer games, repetitive gameplay naturally arises. That's when people start looking for loopholes...

Although Zhao Hao punished more than a dozen players who tried to cheat and take advantage of the Dream Game by reducing their earnings by 30% for the next ten games, he did so under the pretext that "the final interpretation right belongs to this game, and any questions can be resolved at the game's Nanshan Courtyard".

But this only treats the symptoms, not the root cause!

To prevent vulnerabilities from arising at their source, the most urgent task is to develop more game modes, as well as online modes.

Today, Zhao Hao still mainly plays the games he played in his previous life, such as "Fruit Ninja", "Angry Chicken", "Plants vs. Zombies", and "Super Plumber Can Never Save His Wife", and adapts some strange and extraordinary events that have occurred in the surface world recorded by the Mysterious Bureau into levels.

But Zhao Hao still felt it wasn't enough!

There should be even greater value in players!

Simply clearing levels and defeating nightmares doesn't bring much benefit! This doesn't fit our unique dream game concept.

So, after much sleepless nights and deep thought, Zhao Hao finally developed a new mode – the Dream Projection Game Mode!

Zhao Hao is able to pull a part of his real world into his dream, creating a phenomenon where dream and reality merge.

Conversely, by using it in reverse, one can project dreams onto reality, thus interfering with both the physical and material worlds.

This is the most basic theory. Based on this, Zhao Hao found a game mode that allows players to project their consciousness from the dream game into the real world.

This creates a player entity in both the real and virtual worlds. The consciousness is projected into the dream game, and then transported by the dream game to a location in either the real or virtual world to perform a mission.

Of course, Zhao Hao knew that even now, there were still many superhumans who doubted his motives, did not believe that he was doing this to "benefit the vast number of players," and thought that he had some kind of conspiracy.

Zhao Hao: I'm just a simple sucker! Why do you think so badly of me?

Therefore, this projection mode that brings dreams into reality still needs further testing to gauge the players' thoughts.

Zhao Hao felt that forcing players to project reality into the game would likely cause unease.

However, if you promote it yourself, some players will inevitably have a rebellious mentality, thinking, "I won't play it and I'll just get it for free."

Therefore, why not use scarcity marketing to raise the entry barrier for this model!

This will actually make players flock to it!

Guided by this idea, Zhao Hao further considered stimulating players' competitive mentality, such as combat power, VIP level, honorary titles, etc. Of course, it cannot be used now, the time is not right.

You could implement a level restriction, where once you reach a certain level, you can only level up and proceed to higher-level dungeons by completing projection game missions!

"Hahaha~ I'm such a genius!"

Zhao Hao roared to the sky, his hands clenched tightly, as if he had grasped the players' lifeblood... their life, their very lifeline!

……

There is a farm in Georgia that is located in a remote and desolate area.

This farm is quite old; it was reclaimed by the grandfather of the farm owner, old Ferry.

My grandfather worked himself to the bone for over ten years to cultivate the land, finally leaving his descendants a farm. Having land at least guarantees a stable harvest regardless of drought or flood! Losing land means being a laborer for life.

Old Fu Rui lost his son in middle age and his wife in old age. Now in his sixties, he's a widower. Fortunately, he has the farm, so as long as he can still move, he won't starve.

However, recently a group of well-dressed men have been coming frequently, implying that they want to buy the farm.

Would old Fu Rui agree to this? This is ancestral property!

Besides, without the farm, how will he survive? With those green dollars that could depreciate at any time?

Old Fu Rui disagreed!

However, that group was not to be trifled with. Although they were dressed in suits and ties, they were still quite uncomfortable, because just a year ago they were engaged in a gunfight in the streets fighting for territory.

Now that the boss is planning to clean up his act, he's started investing with other business tycoons, and that's how they've finally put on a new facade.

The reason they came here to acquire the land wasn't for a farm, but because someone discovered that there's oil underground!

They'd already taken over several farms in the area, but this old man, armed with a shotgun, refused to buy them. Several attempts to force their way out were thwarted by the old man's gun.

But now the higher-ups have spoken: we must acquire the land and develop oil within a week.

These former thugs have started using their old tricks: harassing people at night, setting fires at doors, splashing paint, blocking keyholes, spraying herbicide on farms to kill crops, and even planning to bulldoze houses in the middle of the night... basically, all the vicious tactics only evil capitalists would use!

But old Furry was no pushover either; he had served in the army in his younger days and was still in good health. One night, he finally couldn't take it anymore and hid behind the door, shooting the two thugs who were about to set his barn on fire.

Old Fury dragged the two bodies to a big tree and buried them.

This tree is so thick that it takes two people to hug it, and it's older than the farm itself. Nobody knows how many years it's lived. It was here when my grandfather first started cultivating the land.

For many years, generations of the old Fu Rui family have taken good care of this old resident, even calling him their great-grandfather.

Now, bury these two wicked seeds under the tree.

Old Fury knew his own war had broken out! And his fate was likely grim. Because... he had connections among the thugs!

The next day, the thugs disappeared. When the other members came looking for them, Old Fu Rui beat three of them to death and buried them all under a tree.

At this moment, the well-dressed gangsters realized what was going on, and more than a dozen of them rushed over with pistols and submachine guns.

They engaged in a gunfight with old Fury on the farm for over forty minutes. In the end, three thugs died, and old Fury was shot in the abdomen. He dragged himself, covered in blood, to his grandfather's tree, tears streaming down his face, and soon passed away.

When the thugs arrived, they found that old Fury was already dead. They even shot at the corpse to vent their anger, beating it to a pulp.

Blood splattered onto the old grandfather tree, its leaves rustling in the breeze...

That night, a group of thugs stayed on the farm, waiting for the lawyer sent by their boss the next day to finalize the land deed.

The leader of the thugs was still on the phone with his boss, bragging about his achievements! He was instead given a thorough dressing-down: "You let a man in his sixties kill eight people. Why don't you go eat shit?"

The boss hung up the phone with a sullen expression, and then the brothers outside who were playing cards and drinking all fell silent.

"What's wrong?" He pushed open the door to the living room, but no one was there. Playing cards were scattered everywhere, and there were drag marks on the floor.

He quickly drew his pistol and carefully followed the drag marks until he reached the outdoors and came to the old grandfather's tree.

A dozen or so of his men were now hanging from tree branches. He looked up, completely terrified, his eyes blank; the mental shock caused by the psychic energy had rendered him incapable of thinking. Then a branch reached out from behind him, wrapped around his neck, and hoisted him up.

The legs, which had been kicking wildly in the wind, quickly quieted down in the night breeze.

The next day, the four men, accompanied by a lawyer, drove to the farm, only to find it deserted. They searched everywhere until they reached the old grandfather tree, where they found a large pile of clothes and personal belongings. Then, they too vanished…

The gang leader initially didn't understand and wanted to handle the matter using the old methods. Later, he changed his approach slightly and tried to use the influence of legitimate forces, which is when the trouble was discovered.

By then it was too late; more than thirty people were missing on the farm.

The entire farm was as if shrouded in a layer of psychic energy. From the outside, everything looked normal, but once you went inside, it was completely different. Time seemed to stand still at dusk, no matter when you went in. Then everything began to age and decay. The roots of the old trees seemed to spread to every inch of the land, and their canopies had covered nearly half of the farm, blocking out the sun...

After learning about this, Zhao Hao decided to use it as the opening act for the experimental projection game.

Chapter 346 The Seven Warlords' First Military Gathering - Failure

This game mode that projects reality is much more complex than the dream game.