Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

The players had just been cursing the monsters in the game for not treating the lower-class people as human beings, but they didn't expect that the Security Department would slap them in the face with actual actions in the blink of an eye.

Not only do these high-ranking officials not treat people as human beings, but even the executive officers are just a bunch of firewood sticks that can be used and replaced at any time in their eyes.

It's not a pity to die.

Fortunately, no matter how bad the Security Department is, they can't get into the game. If we want to deal with them, we can only wait until we complete the game.

Jiang is willing to play dirty and drag the CEO along, intending to stay out of it.

The passengers didn't want to end up like Huo Guangyao, so they had to rack their brains to think of countermeasures.

Some people suggested using Jiang Yixing as a hostage, but they were worried that Minister Jiang’s fatherly love was not enough.

Someone suggested that they seek wealth and fame at the risk of their own lives, take photos and use these incriminating evidence, and then extort a huge amount of hush money from the Ministry of Security after leaving.

Some people even suggested that they should just kill the Queen Mother of the West and stay there, take over everything from her, occupy the Heavenly Palace, and unify the game!

The passengers' imaginations were full of creativity and they came up with lots of bad ideas. Jiang Yuan was so amazed that he couldn't help but applaud them.

The executives, on the other hand, were at the other extreme. They looked lifeless, as if their souls had been sucked out of them. They were listless and dejected.

Fatty Zhang, a well-known troublemaker, walked over and said, "Don't be discouraged, officers. There will always be a way out. It's not over yet. You should all think of a solution together!"

Another man in a windbreaker with a spiky head shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, don't force them. It's not easy for these junior civil servants. They have admired the Ministry of Security for so long, but it turns out to be such a rotten person. No one can accept it."

His words hurt more than cursing.

Sudden.

“----Bang----!!!!”

There was a loud bang.

After being silent for a while, Wuqu punched the wall, scaring everyone.

"It's just a security department! If you don't blow it up, I will!!!"

He roared, approached the big screen of the Security Department's Operations Command Center, and started to verbally abuse all the staff in front of the screen!

"Fox Jiang, and the lackeys in the security department who are in cahoots with you! Listen to me!!!"

"When I come back, I will expose all the dirty things you did to the public! You will definitely suffer the consequences!!!"

As soon as these words came out, the other executives' eyes lit up, and they found their life goals again. They followed suit and cursed:

"Yeah! If you have any tricks, come up with them!!! If I blink, I'll kill you! You shameless bastards!! A bunch of bugs!"

"I worked so hard for you, but you treated me like firewood!!!"

"If you have the guts, come play games by yourselves. You are a bunch of cowards who sit in the office and only give bad ideas all day long! I have been annoyed with you for a long time! The maggots in the septic tank have made greater contributions than you. What qualifications do you have to decide my life and death?!! Good will prevail over evil, so just sit there and wait to die!!!"

"Don't even think about targeting my family. Your son is still in our hands!!!" Someone held up a little red-haired wooden puppet and swung it in front of the screen.

Jiang Yixing was so tired of being a hostage that he looked like he had lost all hope in life, like a real puppet without a soul.

Inside the command center.

All the staff pretended to be busy and could not hear the cursing on the screen.

Jiang Jian stood in place, facing the big screen, clasping his hands tightly, his old face so gloomy that black water seemed to drip out of it.

The assistant asked cautiously: "Minister, how about I turn down the volume?"

So as not to dirty the minister's ears.

"No need." Jiang Jian waved his hand.

He really regretted letting his useless son into the game. He originally wanted to send him in to gild his resume, but now he has become a professional hostage.

But fortunately, the backup plan he arranged within the executive team is still there.

Jiang Jian said grimly, "It's just the howling before death. It won't last much longer."

The executives and the passengers were so relaxed from scolding that they felt great both physically and mentally. However, Jiang Yuan, however, was in mixed feelings and looked miserable.

The reason is simple: this passionate challenge was directed at him the entire time.

As the only [battlefield humanoid camera] at the scene, Jiang Yuan was scolded for a long time while pointing at the dog tag on his neck. If it weren't for Xiao Yuer's bubble cover, he would have been spitted all over.

In the end, Yu Du stopped this meaningless war of words and reminded everyone that it was time to continue playing the game.

"Hey! Captain Wu! Where are you going?" someone asked.

"We can't let Huo Guangyao stay in this damn place!" Wu Qu carried an axe and hurriedly ran deep into the basement:

"Since it has come to this, I must bring him back to reality! Even if it costs me everything, I will turn him back into a human!"

*

Although his idea was good, it was difficult to implement in practice.

At the end of the cold and damp basement, the mist gradually turned back into light pink.

The severely wounded Pig King curled up in a damp corner like a small hill, turning a deaf ear to the earnest advice of Wuqu and others.

"Instructor Huo, stop pretending. I know it's you. Your wife and son have it tattooed on their chests!"

"Yes, I know you understand. Just come back with us, Uncle Huo! It's just right that we can go and settle accounts with that Jiang guy together! We will avenge you!!"

"Reality is your home, wake up! My idol of life!"

"Huo Guangyao! Captain Huo!! We can't let those who hurt you and those evil people in the Security Department succeed!"

But it remained indifferent to the persuasion and continued to chew mushrooms. It seemed that it did not understand a word and shook its head from time to time, as if it was facing a group of annoying flies.

At this time, Wuqu took out a bunch of golden wound medicines, approached with a grin, and wanted to treat the Pig King's wounds, thereby shortening the distance between them.

What responded to him was a foul-smelling roar.

The rough guy turned a deaf ear to it and was kicked against the pillar the next second.

"What should we do? It's no use dragging it on like this!"

"If the soft method doesn't work, try the hard method! Let me try."

As Ouyang Ming spoke, he clicked on an extra-large Qiankun bag from the app and prepared to forcibly put Huoguangyao in it like a Pokémon, and he would deal with the rest when he got back.

But as soon as the Qiankun bag was taken out, the Human-Pig King's eyes widened and he immediately recognized the prop. He propped up his huge body covered in blood, pushed through the crowd, and ran towards the basement entrance in fear.

"-----Hmmmmm!!!!!!"

The entrance was half the size of its body, but it relied on its brute strength and kicked out with its hind legs, turning the stone stairs into ruins. It squeezed off a piece of its thick skin, and desperately squeezed open the hole to escape.

Seeing the entrance doubled in size, the players were stunned:

Are you that scared?!

Everyone chased after them. Jiang Yuan stood at the end, looking at their backs and shaking his head, sighing:

"Why bother? Wouldn't it be better for him to continue to stay here quietly and live out his days?"

Not to mention that for such a completely alienated person, the probability of recovery is extremely small.

Jiang Yuan was familiar with Huo Guangyao's personality. He was an old fool who was too proud to be the best. People like him could not accept the current miserable defeat. He would rather be killed as a monster than be dragged in front of the world by his former comrades and exposed to the public, giving others the opportunity to criticize him as a shameful monster.

Or maybe, in his heart, Huoguangyao had died long ago, and what was left now was just a superior species of human-pig trapped underground, breeding delicious meat for the monsters and gods.

“For some people, no matter how their appearance changes, their core will never change.”

Yu Du walked to Jiang Yuan's side and said in a low voice:

"Perhaps he is only disguising himself because he is afraid of the past. In fact, his heart has long been shaken. Now he just needs an opportunity."

Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched as he heard this. "Um... Commander, I'd like to confirm, are you talking about Uncle Huo?"

The cold wind poured into the basement, blowing the strands of black silk.

The long-haired young man tilted his head, and in his deep purple eyes, he saw the reflection of a white-haired son of God.

He asked earnestly:

"if not?"

*

When the two jumped out of the dilapidated basement, a confrontation had already taken place outside.

Under the cover of night, the players stood in front of the entrance, each holding their weapons high and staring at the people opposite them with extreme vigilance.

The sturdy human-pig king, who was as big as an elephant, was now like a puppy, curled up behind the man in fear, as if he thought that this would allow him to hide perfectly and ensure that he would no longer be harassed by the players. He looked pitiful and very funny.

With the dimly lit kitchen as the background, this man stood against the light, gentle and refined, about 1.85 meters tall, wearing a moon-white gown with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his tight and slender forearms, and a light pink apron tied around his waist. At first glance, he looked like a cultured cook, and even more like a scholar with a bookish air.

But this scholar was wearing an extremely strange, huge, dark pink pig head mask.

The mask looked like it was torn from a pig's head alive and then put on after it was hollowed out. The pig's eyes were hollow with corpse spots around them. The edges of the mask were extremely uneven, with a lot of shriveled muscles hanging from them. Rough black stitches tightly sewed this ugly pig head mask to the shoulders and neck of the gentlemanly young man, making it look extremely weird, torn, and out of place.

"I didn't expect that you guys would make my place look like this just when I was out delivering wine to Chang'e."

A young man's calm voice was heard from under the mask.

His voice was muffled but pleasant through a layer of pig skin.

His slender five fingers slowly stroked the human-pig king's body, calming the human-pig's emotions. The strange man turned his head, with a pair of empty black pig eyes, and warned everyone quietly:

"You guys scared my pig."

The players knew how powerful this monster was, and they collectively took a step back nervously.

In the Tianshan Room, Fan Wen still maintained his previous state, blooming like a karmic fire. This was a trap set by Jiang Yuan.

But this person was able to bypass Fan Wen silently and appeared in the backyard. He was wearing a pig head mask, and his identity was obvious at a glance.

The snow-haired man narrowed his amber brown eyes and asked, "Are you Tianpeng?"

"Jiang Shenzi, I've heard of his name for a long time."

The pig-headed young man nodded, bowed solemnly, and introduced:

"Yes, I am the chief chef of the Heavenly Kitchen, Lord Tianpeng."