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

However, his rate of destruction was completely outpaced by the rate at which flesh and blood could heal and repair themselves.

The next instant, the flesh on his arms, legs, and cheeks began to writhe, and mouths opened, emitting eerie laughter.

Upon hearing this voice, Owen felt his consciousness gradually becoming confused.

He could no longer suppress his fear and screamed.

His screams stopped abruptly.

Because the flesh and blood in his throat also began to writhe, about to mutate and transform into some kind of alien flesh and blood creature.

Others were no better.

Apart from the three players from Youguo, all the other players in the car were attacked by the aberration contamination. They all screamed in fear of death, powerless to resist.

Suddenly, six human heads appeared on the bloody floor.

It's Fan Xiao's head.

Suddenly, the six Fan Xiaos emerged from the sea of ​​blood with bizarre movements and approached the six screaming players.

Suddenly, the screams grew even louder.

Everyone felt a strange fear, as if they were experiencing a horror story, with the monsters in the story approaching them step by step.

"If you want to live, pay up."

Upon getting closer, the six Fan Xiaos spoke in unison.

The moment money was mentioned, the eerie atmosphere that had been painstakingly created inside the car diminished considerably.

"Here you go! Give it all to you!"

But the players had no interest in the atmosphere and were all shouting in unison.

The six Fan Xiaos laughed at the same time: "Don't be so nervous. I'm easy to talk to. If you hadn't forced me and hurt my feelings, this wouldn't have happened."

"I am a kind-hearted person, so I will only take half of all your property as your money to save your lives."

"Oh, right, I should remind you, I can see through other people's lies... you know what I mean?"

The players nodded hurriedly, like chickens pecking at rice.

In the current situation, no one dares to lie about financial figures.

One wrong move and they could lose their lives. The price of deception is too high for them to bear!

I had no choice but to pay up.

On the other side, Fan Xiao, who was squatting in front of Owen, said, "You're different. You just killed me once. My life is very precious, and you can't afford to mess with it. But... I'm kind-hearted, so I'll just take a token amount and accept ten million game coins from you."

"I...I don't have that much money."

At this moment, Owen was no longer the arrogant person he had been just moments before.

It was as if he had been gang-raped by dozens of burly men, and all his sense of superiority and pride had been shattered.

All that remained in his heart was fear of Fan Xiao.

He even suspected that the guy in front of him was the dungeon boss, pretending to be a player to mess with them.

Otherwise... how could there be such a huge difference in strength between two C-level players?

Is he cheating?!

"No? Then write me an IOU."

Fan Xiao maintained his smile as he addressed the "customer," saying, "After you leave, give me the money. Of course, you can also choose to run away and see if I can find you."

"I...I know."

Owen had no choice but to obediently write an IOU and give all of his more than one million game coins to Fan Xiao.

After accepting the money from everyone, the six Fan Xiaos nodded in satisfaction.

He raised his hand and gestured, and the mutated flesh and blood on everyone's bodies began to detach and fall into the sea of ​​blood, with only the "third eye" that had appeared on their foreheads remaining.

Then the sea of ​​blood began to shrink, and the environment inside the car gradually returned to its original normal state.

The six Fan Xiaos came together, their flesh writhing and merging in a terrifying way to create a single Fan Xiao.

The shrinking sea of ​​blood transformed into a shawl and draped over his body.

Fan Xiao smiled at everyone and said, "Now we are a team of 10, and I am the captain. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

"Agreed! Agreed!"

"It's an honor for us to have someone like you as our captain!"

"Captain! What do we do next?"

Fan Xiao was very satisfied with their attitude.

Children can be taught.

“Come one by one, tell me about your talents and genetic abilities,” Fan Xiao said.

So, the six players, including Owen, cooperated with Fan Xiao's questions like well-behaved students.

Fan Xiao glanced at his game currency balance on his player panel – 11625000.

He earned 2.5 million in one go, officially breaking the 10 million mark.

Suddenly, he felt his greedy desires becoming somewhat uncontrollable.

Robbery makes money so damn fast!

No... he didn't rob anyone.

He was just bullied by bad guys, and then took legitimate self-defense. In the process, he only received a small amount of compensation for emotional distress and educational expenses... Well, he taught others not to be too arrogant, otherwise they would encounter players like him who like to preach.

This is doing a good deed, how can it be compared to robbery?

Fan Xiao convinced himself.

Afterwards, he called You Guo and the others over and began to lecture them... oh no, to have a discussion with them.

"Brother Fan, you... cough, you're really strong! Are you really a C-level player?"

Is this... considered hooking up with a big shot?

You Guo felt that his experience was somewhat like a dream.

What I said as a joke has unexpectedly come true.

His mood was very complicated.

Should we interact more with unfamiliar players in the future?

“Owen, come on, answer this question.” Fan Xiao looked at the obedient Owen.

“…” Owen repeated what he had said before: “Even among C-level players, their strength can vary drastically.”

"They are indeed worlds apart," Fan Xiao chuckled.

There's absolutely no need to summon little angels for this scene.

With his mental strength level approaching A-level evolution rate, coupled with the B-level psionic "Flesh Progenitor," cooking against players of the same level is incredibly easy.

Of course, this level of advantage wouldn't give him the same sense of superiority as Owen.

He's played high-level games before, so he naturally wouldn't get carried away by such a small-scale spectacle.

"So there really are ridiculously strong players of the same level," You Guo sighed. "I always thought it was just an urban legend, but I never thought I'd actually encounter one..."

"Let's not gossip."

Fan Xiao glanced at the driver's seat, then looked away and said, "I made such a commotion just now, and the driver didn't even react. It seems... he's just a mechanism in this instance, responsible for taking us to Red Village or White Village."

"Red Village? White Village?" Owen was taken aback. "Aren't they Red and White Villages? How did they separate?"

"The bus announcement mentioned that we were guests, not tourists. We were most likely going to participate in some kind of event."

Fan Xiao shared his speculation: "We can analyze what activities they will participate in by starting with the name 'Red and White Village'."

"For example, if we break it down, red and white, don't they represent happy events and sad events? Joyful occasions and funerals?"

“That’s one way to understand it,” You Guo asked, “but wouldn’t it be too hasty to conclude that there are two villages right now?”

"It's not an arbitrary conclusion; the bus has already given us a hint of intelligence."

Fan Xiao explained, “The bus drivers the players see are different. We see men, while the other group sees women. Now the players have been forcibly separated... These phenomena are enough to show that we will be sent to two different places.”

“The ‘red’ and ‘white’ in ‘Red and White Village’ can be broken down into two parts: Red Village for weddings and White Village for funerals. The details match up.”

"Of course, it could also be a duality of the world. We'll find out soon enough."

At this point, he revealed his true intentions: "Players are essentially divided into two factions, so in addition to the dangers of the dungeon itself, there may also be conflicts between the factions."

"Whoever obtains intelligence first will gain the initial advantage in faction conflicts."

"The props are unusable now, so..."

His gaze swept over Owen and the others who had been forced to open their "third eye," and he said, "Don't touch the things on your foreheads. They are my eyes and ears, allowing me to know what's happening around you."

"After the bus arrives at its destination, the six of you will go into the village first to gather intelligence."

"Don't worry, I will direct you from the rear, coordinate information, and give you the most accurate guidance."

"..."

Owen looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

With your strength, why would you care about having an advantage in faction battles?

Isn't this just a ploy to get us to make mistakes and fall into traps?

"Hmm?" Fan Xiao looked at him: "You seem to have a problem? If you're not happy with me being the team leader, or with my arrangements, just say so. I won't make things difficult for you."

"...How could that be!" Owen said with a forced smile. "I just thought that having an extra eye on my forehead might scare the villagers."

“This is also part of the intelligence you’re trying to gather,” Van Shaw said. “Understand?”

"……Understood."

Owen revealed a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Damn it... why did I have to offend this scoundrel?!

If only I had known he was this vengeful...

Owen really wanted to slap himself!

How is being sarcastic!

About twenty minutes later.

The bus began to slow down and stopped on the side of the road at the entrance of a village.

Fan Xiao and the others looked out of the car window and saw the village's name on a huge sign erected at the entrance.

Hongcun.

You Guo and the others were all taken aback.

You guessed right...

"Red Village, it seems we're in luck."

Owen breathed a sigh of relief: "Red Village is probably holding a happy event, so it's probably much safer than White Village, where a funeral is being held."

"I can't see."

Fan Xiao suddenly chuckled and said, "Red Village is having a wedding, and White Village is having a funeral. Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

"Maybe the Red Village is holding a ghost marriage, and the person they're marrying is a dead person from the White Village."

"..."

Owen wanted to curse.

Can't you just keep these thoughts to yourself?

Fan Xiao patted Owen on the shoulder and said, "Alright, you guys should go and... gather intelligence."

……

White Village.