Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

"It decreases by one every day? Hmm... that doesn't seem to correspond to the 7-day survival period."

Fan Xiao subconsciously glanced at the time on the player panel.

3:20 PM.

If we decrease by one each day, we can verify the conclusion by this time tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze away from the player panel and looked at the numbers on the backs of the hands of other players in the lobby.

The five cannibalistic players, including Nei Long, all had the same number "6" on the back of their right hands as him.

The couple playing in the corner also had a "6".

Just when Fan Xiao thought everyone was number six, two eye-catching "5"s appeared in his field of vision, slightly startling him.

It was that middle-aged man who appeared to be a B-level player, and the idiot young master he was protecting.

The number on both of their hands was "5".

The tall, thin man in the bodyguard team and the two beautiful women had the number "6" on the back of their hands.

"Hmm? Two of them are different...?"

Fan Xiao was taken aback.

Could it be... that they're trying to create an imbalance in players' minds through unfair design, thereby giving rise to the idea of ​​stealing the numbers from players in the opposing faction?

Are dungeons encouraging players to kill each other?

Or is there another reason?

Fan Xiao kept a watchful eye on things.

Chapter 425 A New Cycle

The 13 players in the hall quickly split into three factions.

Fan Xiao and five other cannibals formed the Blacklist camp, and there was a confrontational atmosphere between them and the five-person camp led by the young second-generation player with his head slicked back.

The incident began when the young man with slicked-back hair took a liking to the pretty Jinlian and wanted to force himself on her to have some fun.

As a result... unexpectedly, Jinlian transformed herself, her muscles swelled, and she instantly became a two-meter-tall "King Kong Barbie," with delicate features and a broad back and thick waist.

The contrast left everyone present speechless.

Even Fan Xiao felt a little uneasy.

Then, Jinlian raised her arm and called out, gathering all the cannibalistic players together to form a confrontation with the slick-haired youth's five-person team.

The middle-aged man, who was suspected to be a B-level player and the leader of the bodyguard team, finally managed to dissuade the slick-back-haired youth.

Both sides had their own concerns and chose to settle the matter peacefully.

In the corner, the couple playing together trembled, not daring to get involved with either side, trying their best to pretend they were invisible.

At that moment, the hall door opened from the outside, and a knight captain clad in light armor walked in, his hawk-like gaze pressing down on everyone: "Mercenaries..."

……

"I have to say, that idiot with his head down and that Uncle Jian are really bold!"

On the street outside the hall, Neilong looked at the group of five slick-haired youths who were moving away from the area and said, "Although the other side made the first move, I didn't expect these two guys to be able to kill that group of soldiers so easily. I admire their courage."

"What bullshit courage!" Jinlian scoffed. "It's nothing more than being arrogant all the time. He kills anyone who dares to defy him. He hasn't changed his bad habits even in dungeons!"

"That Uncle Jian is, after all, a B-level player. It's normal for him to be a bit arrogant in a C-level dungeon."

Fan Xiao said, "Let's stop chatting for now and follow them to see what's going on."

Just now, he shared the intelligence he had analyzed with five "teammates" for free—namely, the Celestials…or rather, the True King Caesar, who likely has a stance of protecting the survival of humanity.

Going to Silver City to hold a cannibalistic party now is extremely likely a suicidal act.

His words successfully dissuaded five teammates who were itching to join in.

“That’s all we can do for now,” Nelong nodded. “If it turns out that killing someone is no big deal… hey, we’re in for a treat. Silver City has at least a hundred thousand people… hmm?”

He suddenly stopped before he could finish speaking.

An army of about three hundred men appeared in the inner city and surrounded them.

Everyone was wearing chainmail and carrying standard weapons.

at the same time.

An army of about six hundred men poured in from the outer city and blocked the streets to attack.

Soon, a barrage of arrows rained down on the five slick-haired youths.

No one present expected that the conflict between the players and the dungeon residents would escalate into a small-scale war so quickly.

The five young men with slicked-back hair were caught up in the army's offensive and had no choice but to display their talents to fight against the army. They fought as they moved toward the city wall, seemingly intending to leave the city directly.

Their extraordinary powers, which surpassed those of ordinary people, caused a huge uproar in the city.

Many people shouted words like "monster" and "demon race," creating chaos.

"Let's follow!"

Upon seeing this, Fan Xiao immediately made a decision: "There might be a good show to watch."

As he spoke, he rushed out first.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, the sky turned dark, and the streets and surrounding buildings disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a barren, scorched plain.

When Fan Xiao came to his senses, he found that everyone around him had disappeared.

He looked up and glanced at the dark sky, then suddenly remembered the second warning in the instance—Warning! Nighttime is extremely dangerous!

"Danger... Hmm? Why does this feel so familiar?"

After being swallowed into the dark space, the mental suppression disappeared.

Fan Xiao suddenly had a strange feeling that "I feel like I've been here before".

He glanced subconsciously at the time on the player panel.

11:30 in the evening.

Why do I suddenly have this feeling of déjà vu?

"Could this be some kind of hint from the instance to the players?"

Fan Xiao frowned deeply, a conflicted feeling rising in his heart.

Just then, a sound like the ground cracking came from below...

……

External time, 4:10 PM.

Having returned from hell and gathered intelligence in Silver City, Fan Xiao was stopped by a knight commander of the army as soon as he stepped out of the city gate.

Left with no other choice, he was forced to participate in the war between Silver City and Obsidian City and was taken to the forefront of the army.

Here, he met up with Nelong and the others, and was informed of the deaths of Uncle Jane and the slick-back-haired youth, as well as that the other three members of the "bodyguard team" had been bound and taken away by Caesar the True King.

He was also generous with his information, sharing his experiences and the intelligence he had gathered from the residents of Silver City with Nelong and the others in detail.

After the initial surprise, the group began to discuss and analyze information related to Hell.

As Fan Xiao hurried along, he listened attentively, but his mind was rather elsewhere.

"Gao Lai still hasn't caught up; he's probably dead in hell," Nelong sighed softly.

"He probably foolishly went to test the monster's strength, missed the best opportunity to escape, and was surrounded and attacked by the monster."

Jinlian shook her head and said, "According to Van Mida's description, by using the props to assist yourself, you can move towards the light at full speed the moment you are swallowed. It shouldn't be difficult to escape."

"The Hell Crisis will likely only threaten players the first time they are swallowed up. Now that we are prepared, we will not be fooled again."

"Yeah, you're right... Never mind, let's not worry about hell for now."

Nei Long glanced ahead, then looked back at Fan Xiao and asked, "Brother Fan, what do you think... if we encounter players from Obsidian City later, should we fight them or not?"

Fan Xiao walked beside him, without reacting.

Seeing this, Nei Long frowned slightly and called out to him again, "Brother Fan?"

"……Oh."

Fan Xiao raised his right hand, gently rubbed his temples, and replied, "I was thinking about something just now."

"What are you thinking about?" Jinlian asked curiously. "So focused? I haven't heard you speak since just now."

"I'm thinking about... some rather profound things, which may or may not be related to this instance."

Fan Xiao habitually became the riddle teller.

He actually had a plan in mind—to trick players from both the Silver City and Obsidian City factions into joining him in leading the true King Caesar into Hell for a campaign of conquest.

Of course, his real purpose was not just to launch a campaign—he wanted to test whether there was anything wrong with the true King Caesar.

Otherwise, how could a benevolent player from the Order faction receive a dungeon quest to eliminate the "Human Guardians"?

However... he ultimately kept the plan to himself and didn't say it aloud.

At this moment, his attention was on other things, and the long period of fruitless contemplation made him slightly irritable; he had no mood to fool others.

Different numbers on the back of the hand...

When he arrived in hell, he had a strange sense of déjà vu... Fan Xiao instinctively felt that the sense of déjà vu should not be a delusion and should not be taken lightly as an occasional moment of confusion.

Whether it's the numbers or the visual impression, it's very likely that this instance is providing players with some kind of informational hint.

He also designed the dungeon levels himself.

Due to the "balance" constraints of evolution games, as a dungeon boss, he has to provide players with certain hints or clues in some places to help them solve puzzles and pass the level.

He usually hides these hints in very subtle places... well, they can't be too subtle, otherwise the evolution game won't recognize his design.

Because of this experience, he did not overlook the seemingly minor details of "numerical differences" and "déjà vu".

"What message is the instance trying to convey to us players through these two incongruous details?"

Fan Xiao's mind was racing.

Due to a lack of information, he couldn't think of an answer for the time being.

Seeing that Neilong had asked him a question, he collected his thoughts and replied, "Why was King Caesar able to arrive in Silver City so quickly, kill Uncle Jian and that slick-haired guy, and capture three players who had exposed their 'Demon Race' identities?"

"The technology in this instance world is obviously very backward. It will definitely not be possible to report the information from Silver City to the Celestial Race in a short time."

"But it did..."

After a pause, he concluded, "I suspect that if we were to reveal our extraordinary power to ordinary people, we would likely be immediately marked by the instance and attract the attention of the true King Caesar."

"With this constraint in place, we can't fight even if we want to."

"If we really encounter players from Obsidian City, let's all put on an act for each other."

"That's a great idea!" Jinlian said. "Players can act against each other, and when a player faces an ordinary person... well, they can act too. It's perfectly reasonable for a weak woman like me to be unable to defeat an ordinary person."

"..."

No one responded to her.

After agreeing on a plan, the group stopped talking and focused on getting on their way.

Upon arriving at a valley, the players were ordered to separate from the main army and follow a hundred-man squad to Longxi Village to massacre the villagers.

Players who were ready to go toe-to-toe with ordinary people naturally didn't worry about being punished by the true king Caesar after killing ordinary people.

If they can kill even one person today, then they've lost!

With this in mind, everyone obediently followed the hundred-person team to the outskirts of Longxi Village.

Then, they were ambushed...

……

On the battlefield, the 14 players put on a show of acting.

The most exaggerated performance was by Fan Xiao, who secretly stuffed several bags of artificial blood into his mouth and vomited blood while fighting, covering his handsome young opponent's clothes with it.