The virtual empire starts from the game

Chapter 483: Phantom of the Sugarcane Field (asking for monthly ticket)

The heroic sniper fell into a fierce psychological struggle.

He was hesitating whether to wait for Qihuahua's rescue or to take the risk and go to Breda Plantation to participate in the fight for the boss.

——The "burn the boats and sink the ships" here is not an adjective, but means to really sink the ship.

As long as the ship sinks and the resurrection point becomes invalid, they will be resurrected at the nearest resurrection point if they die again - that should be the case.

If it had been his own boat, he would have done so long ago.

But here’s the thing: this isn’t his boat.

It's a fan ship.

In order to help him, fans took the trouble to drive a boat around the world with him and accidentally got stuck in the doldrums.

If he didn't help rescue the boat, but instead directly sank the boat to escape, his reputation would be in big trouble.

He couldn't do that kind of thing.

He could only wait for Qihuahua's oars and the towing ropes of other enthusiastic players, while watching Nelson's resurrection through the screen. Players were howling and starting the most traditional and classic activity in the gaming circle -

Grab the BOSS!

Originally, everyone had a similar view to the Heroic Sniper, thinking that the main highlight of Nelson's resurrection this time was the intrigue among players from all sides to grab the BOSS.

But soon everyone discovered that

It's not that simple! ——
Before Nelson was resurrected, players on all sides were relatively restrained and did not start a war prematurely.

At 23:55, a light breeze blew over the burnt Breda plantation.

There was a slight rustling sound in the sugarcane field, and one by one the sugarcanes broke through the soil, sprouting and spreading leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye. From being only knee-high, they quickly grew to waist-high and exceeded the player's height.

In just a few minutes, the newly grown sugarcane is ripe.

The sea breeze swept across the sugarcane fields, making the leaves rustle.

It seemed like just a blink of an eye, and the players were trapped in a dense sugarcane plantation, with their vision limited to only two or three meters around them.

The destroyed plantation was "restored" to its pre-destruction state in a very short time.

It is harvest season and the sugarcane on the Breda plantation is ripe, but the harvest is not yet halfway through.

When players enter a sugarcane field, it is almost the same as entering a cornfield. From a distance, there are only neatly arranged crops and no human figures can be seen at all.

Those players who stayed in the harvested areas were not much better off.

Although they were not surrounded by sugarcane, the surrounding sugarcane fields greatly limited their vision.

But when the NPC is resurrected, it is randomly refreshed in the regular activity area!

Shouts calling for teammates and adjusting arrangements came one after another.

Then--

[00: 00]
NPCs are resurrected one after another.

Nelson also appeared in the harvested sugarcane field holding a sickle.

He first looked at the strangers near and far in the plantation in a daze.

Then he lowered his head and prepared to continue working.

But just as he lowered his head, a loud shouting sounded behind him -

“Swipe, swipe!”

"Go, go, go! Whoever grabs it first gets it!"

"I'm a college student! Let me out!"

"I'm an elementary school student, let me!"

……

Nelson looked back blankly.

He saw three groups of strangers from three directions, all holding swords and pistols, rushing towards him excitedly!

He didn't understand why.

But without thinking, he plunged into the unharvested sugarcane field!
"We haven't attacked yet, why did he run away?"

The players were a little surprised.

But he would never let the "experience package" in front of him run away, and rushed into the dense sugarcane field that was taller than a person.

They all wanted to keep the experience to themselves, so no one told anyone else.

But few of the big guys that rushed in had experience in sugarcane fields - especially since what was produced here was sugar, not sugarcane.

The leaves are processed very roughly and there are no clean and clear ridges in the middle.

After they rushed in, they couldn't tell east from west after chasing for a short distance.

At the beginning, Nelson's back can be seen.

But as I chased, I couldn’t even see its back, and I could only blindly follow the calls from far and near.

Nelson did not run away without thinking, but found an opportunity to try to contact the team with the least people:

"who are you??"

"Why are you chasing me?"

But [Born to be Useful] who caught up with them didn't even bother to communicate and just swung his sword to chop!

However, in the dense sugarcane field, the sword seemed a little too long and got stuck in the sugarcane. On the contrary, the sickle in Nelson's hand was not affected.

With one knife, I cut open the chest of this unlucky guy named Tianshengyiyou.

I was born to be useful. Looking at the rusty sickle in Nelson's hand, and then at his own brand new, thick leather armor being cut open by the knife, his face was full of question marks.

The next second, he died with this question——

Nelson quickly finished off the opponent and ended the fight.

Then he blocked the knife of his useful teammate Tianshengwowo and turned around and ran.

Teammates drew their guns and fired.

The sound of gunfire, "bang bang bang," echoed in the sugarcane fields.

Nelson hunched his neck, hunched his body, and rushed left and right among the rows of sugarcane.

The sugarcanes around him exploded under the shooting of bullets, and the sweet juice full of sugar splashed everywhere.

This further added to the confusion.

After my teammates finished shooting a round, they only saw the useful corpse on the ground.

Just as I was wondering where Nelson had gone, a faint voice came from behind me.

Looking back——

Nelson walked barefoot, holding the chain between the shackles with one hand to prevent making any noise, and chopped forward with the sickle in the other hand!

The outermost players were knocked down on the spot.

Someone subconsciously raised his gun and pulled the trigger, but no bullet was fired - they didn't have time to reload!

Nelson had already lowered his body and pounced on the crowd like a black cheetah.

The iron chain on my wrist clanged as if it was urging me to die.

The player's counterattack is restricted everywhere in the narrow sugarcane field.

Nelson dodged all the attacks swiftly.

But Nelson's attack can cut a huge wound, causing the prey to bleed profusely.

Injury, disability, bleeding, critical hit, illness...

The damage is full!

The team's most effective slash was also blocked by the chain on his shackles.

He even used the chains on his wrists to complete a thrilling disarmament!
In a flash, the entire six-man team was wiped out on the spot!
Born to be useful and the souls of his teammates stood beside the corpse, watching Nelson turn around and run away with his sword in his arms, their faces filled with confusion as they looked at each other:
"My sword! He won't be able to steal my equipment?"

"Is this guy... so strong? Why is he different from what I heard?"

"It's a matter of venue! If we change places, I will definitely not lose!"

"Okay, okay, you're the best. What should we do now? Should we inform others to be careful of Nelson?"

"Notify the hell!"

"Right! We can't ruin other people's gaming experience!"

"Resurrect quickly, we must take revenge today!"

……

As they were talking, intensive gunfire was heard again from not far away.

That was Nelson trying to make contact with the other team.

He still wanted to figure out why so many people were suddenly chasing him.

But the result has not changed -

As soon as we meet, we start shooting!
Nelson ran away with his head in his hands.

Then come back in a circle and start killing!
In less than 15 minutes, all three teams were wiped out!
But this doesn't mean the matter is over -

This large-scale hunt has just begun!
The repeated gunshots from the three teams have pointed the way for players in other places.

A larger team of players is gathering here.

But no one from the three teams warned others about the danger posed by Nelson.

As a result, many of the pursuing teams were so bold as to disperse and search in the sugarcane fields.

As a result, many people suddenly felt their necks tighten while searching.

The next second, Nelson appeared silently behind him and dragged him down with shackles around his neck!
Nelson is so strong that he can drag a living person quickly through the sugarcane field with an iron chain!
Players who were dragged down suffered from the combined pain and suffocation and could not make any sound, let alone call for teammates.

He could only hold on to the chain around his neck and struggle desperately, kicking his legs and slapping the ground.

But he couldn't break free at all!

All I could do was watch the sugarcane leaves swaying in the wind, casting broken rays of sunlight.

Welcome your destined death.

Nelson, who committed the murder, was like a black ghost, appearing and disappearing in the sugarcane fields.

They put shackles around the neck of each prey and dragged them deeper into the sugarcane fields to execute them.

and--

The more you kill, the more skilled you become!
(End of this chapter)