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

Fan Xiao immediately opened the dungeon door, pulling Li Xian inside.

Now that the little angel has been summoned, there is no turning back.

He could no longer keep an eye on the battle situation on Dr. Zhuang's side and then seize the opportunity to make a move.

but……

Fan Xiao wasn't particularly concerned about this disadvantage.

Just like he said—the plan will definitely succeed.

His confidence stemmed from a wish he had made earlier!

The future is already set.

This incident will definitely come to a satisfactory conclusion.

Unless another S-class psychic potential user intervenes with the same level of ability, influencing certain factors and interfering with the future he has created.

Otherwise, everything would be stable.

Now, only one minute has passed since the little angel appeared in the world.

In other words, in the next three minutes, something that could turn the tide of the battle will definitely emerge or occur.

Fan Xiao didn't know exactly what it was, but with anticipation, he activated the item "Mirror," teleported, and approached the edge of the "Silent Space of Evolution Game" created by Dr. Zhuang... the very edge.

Anyway, it's quite far away.

The Dr. Zhuang here is, after all, an S-rank player, and his strength is definitely not comparable to the "Dr. Zhuang of the past" that he met in the "Mone Tower" dungeon.

If Dr. Zhuang notices something amiss with him, he might very well make him his primary target for capture—considering this, Fan Xiao didn't rashly get too close.

At this moment, the outer edge of the silent space was filled with countless silver rays of light, obscuring the actual situation inside.

The silvery light flickered and weaved, and just staring at it gave one the illusion that one was about to be torn apart.

Like a drawn sword, sharp and cold.

Besides the silvery glow, there were also occasional bursts of intense red light. The temperature at the edge of the space sometimes dropped to tens of degrees below zero, and sometimes rose to hundreds or thousands of degrees, constantly alternating, creating a world of extremes.

If an average player enters without strong defensive capabilities, they probably won't last more than a few seconds before dying from the drastic environmental changes.

"I wonder what the situation is like inside..."

"There's still no word from my senior sister... This is a matter of timing, and it's not easy to grasp."

Fan Xiao did not take any risks and went straight in.

If there are no conditions... then shouldn't he be the one to create the conditions?

He had a hunch about this “silent space of evolution game” – if he used the props while standing outside the space, could the effects of the props be transmitted into the space and act on Dr. Zhuang?

In this way, the items can be made to work in an alternative way.

Fan Xiao acted on his impulse—using a B-grade item to deal with Dr. Zhuang here was an insult to his status as an S-grade player.

Not only will it not pose much of a threat, it will also alert the other party, making them wary of the next attack.

Therefore, there is only one chance to attack.

We must bring out the best props.

Fan Xiao immediately swapped the newly acquired A-grade item into his inventory, then tore a blank page from the "Book of Curses," stuck it on himself, and began... self-harm!

He opened the dungeon door, connected with Yan Keke, and then used the Illusion Flame to scorch his own spirit.

At the same time, he activated his psionic energy, causing his body to begin to mutate. Large amounts of flesh and blood transformed into clumps of writhing, bizarre little creatures that crawled outwards in all directions.

The sixteen little angels stood together, watching Fan Xiao's mysterious actions with curiosity.

Judging from their posture... it seemed they wanted to go up and ask Fan Xiao if he needed their help.

Soon, Fan Xiao's self-harm met the injury criteria for the "Book of Curses".

The next second, he transferred all his mental and physical injuries to the pages of the book that were pressed against his body.

His injuries healed instantly.

Next is the concept body incorporating a portion of his self—his concept body is within the normal C-level player range. If Dr. Zhuang were to launch a concept attack on him, even if his concept body were to expand to twice its original size, he still wouldn't be able to withstand it.

So whether it's adding or subtracting a part, it doesn't make much difference to him.

There's no psychological burden when using it.

Just as Vanshaw was about to complete the instant death curse...

Suddenly, a voice rang out not far from him: "If you're thinking of activating a prop, I suggest you save your breath."

"..."

Fan Xiao turned his head and looked to the left.

A handsome young man with a smile on his face was standing a dozen meters away, looking at him.

The young man continued, "The little round balls produced by the game company are rare items; not many players own them."

"Within its interference range, the props cannot be used. As for the effects of the props... things that do not violate the common sense of physics can be preserved. For example, if you create a blade in advance, it will not disappear, but the wind blade you release will dissipate."

"Understand?"

"..."

Fan Xiao immediately recognized the young man—the male player who had been chased by the blonde woman earlier.

The other party's sudden appearance made him realize something... his helper wasn't just the blonde woman!

This one too!

Fan Xiao immediately smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me. My name is Fan Haochi, what's your name, brother?"

"Aren't you called Van Helsing?" the young man chuckled. "Brother, you're not being honest."

"Oh? You already know my name as soon as you get here? You used a tool to find out, didn't you?"

Fan Xiao, without batting an eye, said, "When players are out and about, who would use their real name? Van Helsing is obviously a fake name."

“Yes, that’s true.” The young man nodded. “But you said that to make me believe that the ‘Fan Haochi’ you made up is your real name, right?”

"..." Fan Xiao: "Can you tell if someone is lying?"

He's currently connected to Yan Keke, so in this situation... he's been seen through?

"I can see through other people's lies, but I can't see through yours. I use this trick of yours all the time, so I'm quite familiar with it. I guessed you were lying, so I tried to trick you."

The young man remarked, "You lie without batting an eye... you'd be quite suitable to join our organization."

At this moment, Yan Keke appeared beside Fan Xiao and reminded him, "Brother Fan, I can't tell if he's lying or not."

"It doesn't matter that I said I wasn't lying."

The young man smiled at Yan Keke, then said to Fan Xiao again, "The important thing is that I came to find you to make a deal."

Fan Xiao wasn't surprised that the other party could see Coco.

He pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "You want me to use the dungeon to help you escape?"

This guy was clearly being chased by that blonde woman, and now that he had a chance to escape, he didn't run at all, but instead came over to chat with her... Something's definitely fishy about this!

Factors that can make someone give up running away... Knowing that they can't escape is one of them.

If the blonde woman is skilled at tracking and has no shortage of means of rapid movement... then it's indeed unrealistic for this young man to try to escape using a time-travel ticket.

They'll be caught up with sooner or later!

"Tsk tsk... What keen insight!"

The young man did not deny it, and pointed to the silent space enveloped in silver light, saying, "The blonde woman inside is chasing me quite closely. If I use the train ticket to run away, she will probably catch up with me very quickly."

"How about this, brother, let's make a deal."

"I'll help you take down your enemies, and in return, you'll use your copy to send me to the furthest node within your interference range. How about that?"

"make a deal."

Because of the tight schedule, Fan Xiao couldn't make more detailed arrangements and could only agree to it for now.

As for whether or not I'll keep my promise... well, that depends on the situation.

"Good! The contract is established!"

The young man suddenly laughed with a wicked grin: "Brother, you're still a bit green."

"Our contract is now protected by an S-rank item located far away in the initial zone, and is sacred and inviolable."

"If you don't keep your promise, you will be cursed by an S-rank item."

“Brother Fan,” Yan Keke quickly reminded him, “I can suddenly sense him again. He wasn’t lying when he said that.”

"..."

Fan Xiao sighed.

He already had a vague feeling that a contract had indeed been signed.

Damn it... I've met someone like me!

Chapter 511 Liars always have a sweet tongue.

5:40 PM.

Silver used the Silver Garden to relocate and arrived at the city wall of Base A1 ahead of schedule.

The setting sun was like blood, and the silver-backed figure stood facing the sunlight, quietly waiting for Shash Sen's arrival.

Once a player retires, they can no longer use instance tickets. Retired players who want to leave a zone that has not yet merged with the Ninth Dimension must use a regular ticket.

This refers to tickets for ordinary trains operated by the various integrated zones.

As one of the train conductors of the B-class trains, Shash Sen has a certain status and position, so he naturally has no shortage of ordinary tickets. He usually travels to and from the 019 section in this way when he "commutes".

However, retired players who want to use the ticket must also abide by the same restrictions as regular players—they must first leave combat and then wait for five minutes to pass.

Evolution games seem to encourage battles between players.

Five minutes—that's not a long time, but for players, it's enough to decide the outcome of a battle.

Seeing Shash Sen transform into his cannibalistic second form and run out of the A1 base, Silver guessed that this guy wanted to get away from the battlefield first and then escape from Sector 019 by taking a regular train ticket.

She has five minutes to make her move.

There's nothing to worry about.

Soon, Shash Sen approached the location of the East Gate city wall at a speed disproportionate to his massive size.

Because he was nervous, he kept his eyes peeled for anything unusual—so he spotted Yin standing on the city wall immediately.

At that moment, his movements faltered slightly, and he was extremely panicked.

However, he was once an A-level player, and he quickly forced himself to calm down and said to the direction where Yin was standing, "Cassandra, there's a misunderstanding between us! Last time I thought someone was impersonating you, which is why I tried to kill you. I never expected it to really be you!"

Yin didn't reply, but listened quietly.

Shash Sen seized the opportunity and continued, "This is a misunderstanding! The conflict arose from a mistake, and we shouldn't be on opposing sides!"

"And then?" Silver asked.

"...Do you hate me for killing members of the Holy Sword Alliance?"

After realizing that his "daughter's" reaction was wrong, Shash Sen quickly complained and used psychological manipulation: "The Holy Sword Alliance and I are on completely opposing sides. If I don't kill them, they will kill me. Tell me, what can I do? Stick out my neck and let them cut it off?"

"But you... Cassandra, from childhood to adulthood, I've never treated you badly, have I? But what have you done? You've joined forces with my enemies to fight against me? You've repaid kindness with enmity?"

"Put your hand on your heart and ask yourself, have I wronged you, or have you wronged me?"

"Continue," the silver-eyed man said coldly.

"..."

Shash Sen felt a little flustered and immediately changed his tone, saying, "I admit, I have also wronged you in some ways, but I raised you for ten whole years!"

"What deep-seated hatred could there be between us, father and daughter? What is it that we can't sit down and talk about?"

After appealing to his emotions and softening his stance, he immediately offered the suggestion: "Come back to me, Cassandra."

“There are some things… I did go too far. You hate my past ways, so you can help me change. I'll cooperate with you and try to be a 'good father.' That's much better than killing me, isn't it?”