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

Have a rest overnight.

The next day, the players woke up with great enthusiasm, ready to follow the executives to kill the sect leader, end the game, and go home happily.

As a result, the elderly and children were assigned to the kitchen team, and the remaining young and middle-aged players were taken away by their superiors and trained for another day.

Although they knew it was a training exercise, in order to avoid being eaten by the kiwi, the players had to run away as hard as they could.

Executive Officer Xiao Jiang will still receive individual training and focused development.

Jiang Shenzi curled his lips and said fearlessly:

"Come on horseback!"

The worst that can happen is that Senior Yu will be able to defeat his third stage. There's nothing to be afraid of.

But the young Son of God was careless after all.

He underestimated the high expectations his predecessors had placed on him.

He was chased and beaten by a group of executives all day long.

After several rounds of non-stop battles, he was bullied to the point of almost crying.

The younger brother is equally miserable.

The boy originally wanted to help and save Brother Jiang from the dire straits.

However, before he had rescued half of the people, he was spotted by Lang Zhen with a smile on his face. He was beaten so badly that he ran away in panic and tried to escape several times.

run away?

There is no room for escape in the executive's dictionary.

So the boy was caught by Senior Lang, dragged back, and after a corporal punishment, he was also criticized and educated before dinner.

Deep and heavy.

The young man was confused and full of questions.

That inexplicable and aggrieved little expression made Jiang Yuan laugh, and he ate a few more bowls of meat happily.

This continued until the afternoon of the fourth day after entering the game, when the players sneaked around and prepared for a collective jailbreak.

Yu Guanyue finally said proudly:

"set off!"

"Target, kill the King of Hell!!!"

*

In order to reduce the risk, more than 3,000 players were divided into four teams and planned to enter the ghost town separately.

Jiang Yuan followed Yu Guanyue's team and walked ahead.

After leaving the camp, we rushed towards the ghost town.

“…Wuwu…”

“Wuwuwu…wuwuwu…wuwuwu…”

Braving the wind and sand, accompanied by crying sounds, the soul-eating insects wandered around the players, but when they poked their heads out and heard the bone horses neighing, they immediately retreated wisely.

After walking for about half a day, you can vaguely see a lifeless old city-state at the end of the Weeping Hill in the distance.

Outside the city stood tall walls that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The city gate was crowded with ghosts coming and going, and under the whip of the ghost messenger, they entered the city one by one.

On the stone plaque at the city gate, seven characters were scrawled in a ghostly manner:

[Gate of Hell]

This is the destination of this trip.

The players gathered outside the city gate, behind a sand dune not far away.

According to the superiors' plan, they would not go through the main gate, but would sneak into the city through an underground tunnel outside the city gate.

Just as everyone was about to reach the entrance of the passage.

In the distant sandstorm, dark shadows suddenly appeared.

Minister Yu, who was walking in front, gave the command calmly:

"Pass it on, everyone get down and hide!"

The players lay down in a well-trained manner. A minute later, a line of staggering ghosts, escorted by ghost messengers, crossed through the group of players.

Fortunately, the wind and sand were strong enough and the players hid in time, so the ghost officials did not notice them.

Just as the ghosts were about to slowly leave and the players breathed a sigh of relief...

A sudden change occurred!

A dozen ghosts at the end of the team suddenly turned around and ran away when the ghost officials were not paying attention.

Just when they were about to escape to Jiang Yuan!

Behind the ghosts, the chains made a sound, and more than a dozen hooks and chains shot out, grabbed their scapulas and dragged the ghosts back.

Screams sounded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Fuck you! I told you to run! I told you to run!!!"

"Ahhhhhh!!! Sir! We were wrong, we were wrong, we will never dare to do it again!!!"

"I bought this medicine with great difficulty and was just about to go back to treat my mother. Please, let me go back!"

"Okay, seeing how filial you are, I will bring your mother here later!!!"

"No ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Mr. Guan, did you catch the wrong person? I was fine at home and did nothing wrong. How could I die out of nowhere?!"

"Yes! The fortune teller said that I can live to be eighty-eight and die of natural causes!"

"Dead is dead, stop talking nonsense!"

Then, there was another round of severe and vicious whipping, which made the ghosts curl up into a ball and almost no longer resemble ghosts.

A ghost's eyeball was smashed on the spot. Jiang Yuan couldn't bear to watch it and wanted to stand up to help, but was pushed back to the sand by Yu Guanyue.

Minister Yu whispered, "The level boss has been cleared, don't worry about these monsters."

The implication is that Jiang Yuan should stop interfering in other people's business.

Jiang Yuan hesitated: "But..."

Yu Guanyue ordered: "No buts."

Jiang Yuan clenched his fists and had to obey the command, temporarily giving up the idea of ​​rescuing the ghost.

Although he was confident that he could deal with these ghost messengers, after all, there were so many players still there. Once they were exposed, it would only increase the hidden dangers...

Finally, just when the group of ghosts were about to be crushed, an old ghost stepped forward to stop them.

"Okay, don't really kill him, or you'll have to take him back to be blamed."

The ghost officials then stopped and said with a sinister smile:

"Okay, I'll let you go for now. After I count the number of ghosts, I'll throw you into the eighteenth level of hell. You'll have to pay the price then."

The poor dying ghosts were dragged back by the ghost messengers, holding their scapulas like dead dogs.

Only after they walked away did the players get up from the sand, clean off the dust and sand on their bodies, and continue on their way.

Jiang Yuan was puzzled and asked, "Listening to what these ghosts said, could it be that they were also being possessed while alive, just like us?"

"correct."

Gao Zan shook off the dust on his cloak and explained:

"These past few days, all the Hades have gathered in the ghost town."

"When I entered the city, I heard that the ten kings of hell gathered together to make a bet. Whoever catches more ghosts will win and become the first king of hell in the future."

Jiang Yuan: "So they just took the souls of living people to make up the numbers in order to win the bet?"

Gao Zan nodded: "Yes."

"Then the common people here are too innocent and too pitiful!"

A young girl put herself in his shoes and said:

"They died for no apparent reason just to win a bet. These passers-by NPCs are just too miserable!"

Some people nodded, while others were dissatisfied.

"I think you have nothing better to do than to eat and have nothing better to do. Even the people in the game feel sorry for you."

"That's right, the commander just took such good care of you idiots that he even had the time to sympathize with these ghosts."

"The people in these games deserve to die. Who told them to be born in the wrong place?"

"It would be better if they were all dead! Then there would be no games to harm us, and reality would be peaceful!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"It's just dog biting dog. Why sympathize with me?"

"When they kill my family, they won't necessarily show mercy!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and the more they talked, the angrier they became. The girl was rendered speechless, and realizing she had said something out of turn, she could only shrink behind her best friend with red eyes.

After this little episode, the executioners quickly found the entrance and led the players into the underground passage one by one.

This passage is not big, and can only accommodate two or three people at a time. Similar to most city sewers, it is irregularly circular and obviously very old.

There was no water in the ditch. Perhaps because it was connected to the desert, it was filled with silver-gray gravel and was extremely rough. A lot of human remains could be seen in it.

As Jiang Yuan walked, he suddenly felt as if something was missing around him.

For example, a tiny little schoolboy?

The Son of God turned around and found that the young man was silent, following not far behind him, with his head lowered, eyes drooping, eyelashes trembling, and his little face was gray under his hair.

It's like something very sad happened.

Jiang Yuan was curious: "Junior, what's wrong with you?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and said sullenly:

"Are the people here born to die?"

He was worried that Jiang Yuan would hate him like everyone else.

Jiang Yuan knew what he wanted to ask, so he smiled and said gently:

"Although most people think so, but..."

"I don't think anyone is born to die."

"Whether it's a game or reality, life is life, and it has its own meaning of existence, without distinction of high or low."

There is no high or low, every life has its own existence...

significance?

The black hair fluttered slightly, and the boy's eyes lit up, twinkling like stars.

So my point is...!

In front, Minister Yu heard the conversation between the two and thought that Xiao Jiang's idea was too idealistic and inappropriate, so he taught him:

"Xiao Jiang, how can you give chicken soup to children like this? You still have to distinguish between game life and real life..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a scream from behind.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…there’s a ghost!!!”

The girl's legs were grabbed by a skinny, skeleton-like gray ghost in the shadow of the tunnel.

Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed and he reflexively rushed over to save people.

But before he could make a move, the victim girl, in extreme fear, burst out with unlimited potential and punched the ghost.

The gray ghost, which was already only half a body, immediately shattered like a dried eggshell without any resistance, turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.

Only half of the skull was left, still opening and closing mechanically.

It doesn't look like it will last long.

Jiang Yuan: “…”

The players exclaimed: "Wow! One Punch Man!!!"

The girl also looked at her fist curiously, feeling surprised and confused.

"Oh my god!? When did I become so strong!?"

"It's not that you are strong, it's that these ghosts are too weak."

Everyone turned around and saw Yu Guanyue coming over and calmly explained:

"The withered ghost didn't have much fighting power to begin with, so you just happened to send him off for the last time."

Jiang Yuan frowned, looking at the ghost on the ground, feeling that something was wrong, and asked:

"Senior Yu, what is a withered ghost?"

Minister Yu patiently explained:

"Kugui, as the name suggests, is a withered ghost."

"Hell doesn't keep idle ghosts. They will either go to the 18th level to be punished or be reincarnated. If a ghost refuses to be reincarnated for a long time, it will slowly wither, like a flower, turn gray, rot, and finally be swept into this underground passage to die."

Jiang Yuan squatted down, picked up a piece of gray ghost debris with his two fingers, and rubbed it gently. The debris immediately shattered and turned into sand.

"Woo...Woo..."

The singing sand flowed away, slipped from the white fingertips and fell downwards.

That dry texture is eerily familiar.

"So, the sands of the Weeping Dunes..."

The tall man nodded casually and said:

"Yeah, they are all transformed by withered ghosts."

The players' faces changed and they instantly realized a very serious problem.

The girl who killed the withered ghost said in a trembling voice:

"Then...Uncle Yu, if you don't reincarnate, will you also become a withered ghost?"