Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 287 The Devil’s Cave (15)

Entering the City Lord's Mansion, Lin Yuan found it very deserted.

Many monks came in in a hurry, said something to the monk in charge of reception, and left immediately, looking very anxious.

After receiving a cultivator, the female cultivator walked towards Lin Yuan and asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, what can I do for you?"

The other person's face looked like a candle covered with a layer of cloth. The faint and hazy light lingered on her face, making her look hazy.

Moreover, the other person's five senses are not clear. At first glance, you can only feel that the other person is very beautiful, very much like someone in your memory, but if you look closely, you can't see anything clearly.

Looking at the female cultivator with a blurred face, Lin Yuan could probably understand the routine here.

The essence here is a large dream, and one of the characteristics of dreams is that it allows people to use their imagination.

Many things here look real, because the makers of the dreamland need to provide a certain sense of reality for the tourists here.

However, the key parts or the parts that he himself cannot understand are kept vague, and it is enough to make the game feel like it has experienced it.

The Taoist books in the bookstore are the best example. It is impossible to find top-level magic tricks that can make your wishes come true here, but as long as you give it a name so that the readers have the feeling of having read this Taoist book, that's enough.

The female cultivator in front of us is also an example. She should let tourists imagine her as one person, and as tourists imagine more and more, the image of the other person should become closer and closer to the image imagined by tourists.

Although Lin Yuan did not speak for a long time, the female cultivator in front of him did not show any impatience, and still asked gently: "My fellow Taoist, what do you want to do? If you are short of money, we will provide a way to obtain spirit stones."

The female cultivator's reaction was specific. The other party was like an NPC in a game, and the conversation could only be completed through certain language prompts.

After thinking for a while, Lin Yuan asked, "How can I get the spirit stone?"

"Just complete some specific small tasks. Here is the task list, you can take a look. All the tasks above are in no particular order, and can be completed repeatedly with no limit on the number of times."

The female cultivator stretched out her hand and a talisman flew in front of Lin Yuan, which unfolded into a bamboo slip.

A large number of tasks are listed on the bamboo slips, and they all seem easy to complete.

[If you sit in meditation for a quarter of an hour, you can get one thousand spirit stones and ten points. ]

[Practicing sword for a quarter of an hour will earn you 1,500 spirit stones and 15 points.]

[Practice magic to get 2,000 spirit stones and 20 points. ]

……

These tasks seem to be quite simple, and you will get a lot of spirit stones, which you can continue to enjoy in Paradise City later.

Just looking at the points, Lin Yuan asked: "What's going on with this point?"

"Points represent the level of the missions here. The mission you are currently assigned is level D. Once you have enough points, you can upgrade to level C. The difficulty of the mission will increase, but you will also receive more spirit stones and points."

"That's it."

Looking at this thing, Lin Yuan was amazed.

Although he didn't know who the author of this large dream was, it already had the shadow of an old online game, which made Lin Yuan feel very familiar.

Early text-based online games followed this pattern: you would obtain various rewards by completing tasks, and then improve your strength to kill people and steal treasures.

When Lin Yuan was still a primary school student, his favorite thing to do was to pretend to be a newbie and trick people into killing him, and then kill the red-named ones in return.

Looking back now, although the game was simple, it was a great experience. Looking at the task list, Lin Yuan quickly sorted out a set of routines in his mind and started to do the task.

Chopping trees, fetching water, cleaning, and delivering meals to people.

In less than an hour, Lin Yuan upgraded his task level to Level C, and then he saw more tasks.

Class C tasks are indeed much more difficult. Some of them have changed from working alone to requiring cooperation with others.

Some tasks even require going into an arena to fight with others, but the fighting process looks fancy, but as long as you watch for a while you can understand the logic of the battle here, which is to see who spends more money in the dream.

After Lin Yuan took the time to upgrade his task level to Class B, some special tasks emerged.

[Kill and steal treasure: Kill any tourist without being discovered, and you will get 30,000 spirit stones.]

[Stealing: Find a tourist and steal his wealth. If you are caught, you can kill him, which is considered as killing and stealing treasure. ]

[Harassment: Interrupt a tourist's mission progress and you will receive 5,000 Spiritual Stones.]

……

Looking at these tasks, Lin Yuan found that they were getting darker and darker.

Not only that, the entire dream began to become more and more impetuous, vendettas began to increase, and after some tourists were killed, all their spirit stones disappeared, and they could only curse in Paradise City, with a surge of hostility rising.

Looking carefully, Lin Yuan discovered that all the hostility was absorbed by the ground beneath his feet. Every bit absorbed would make the city bigger and more luxurious.

In the end, a brutal fight broke out. In order to complete the task, everyone started to draw their swords and the whole city was immediately engulfed in flames.

A large number of players were completing tasks while fighting each other. The money they spent made them extremely powerful, and the violence brought by the fighting was like a long river hanging upside down, pouring into this place fiercely.

The strength of the cultivators in the dream is different from that in reality. The strength here depends entirely on the strength of the soul and the settings of the master of this dream. This allows every cultivator here to equally enjoy the power to kill and be killed, and also makes the battle more bloody.

The teahouse that was filled with laughter and joy before was burned to charcoal, and the bookstore full of books turned to ashes. The demon sect monks brandished their butcher knives with grim smiles, shouting excitedly: "One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand! It's so satisfying, one life for ten thousand spirit stones, how can it be so satisfying!"

The dark side of the monks' hearts was completely aroused, all kinds of negative emotions continued to evaporate here, and endless hostility broke out here, turning the bright and sunny Paradise City not long ago into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Just as Lin Yuan was looking at the situation below, a cultivator saw Lin Yuan in the air.

He leaped up and rushed towards Lin Yuan in front of him, shouting excitedly: "There's one here! Die, die, die!"

The sword flashed, and the cultivator in front of him was beheaded by Lin Yuan with one sword. The huge head soared into the sky with the ferocious look of discovering prey, and turned into a pile of foam before it hit the ground.

After figuring out the routine here, Lin Yuan clapped his hand back, and his palm turned into a huge monster. With one palm, he completely shattered this devil's cave, making it disappear like a bubble.

The people who were still killing suddenly lost weight and fell down. They woke up in the air with a start, and then one by one left the dream and returned to reality.

Staring at the blank dream in front of him, Lin Yuan was also ready to leave.

As soon as I turned around, I heard the familiar sound of stringed instruments.

Turning his head, he saw Paradise City appear again, and it was even more magnificent.

New buildings appeared and new monks began to enter. The bloody massacre just now seemed to remain forever in the previous dream, and only the Paradise City remained waiting for new prey.

(End of this chapter)