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

"What bad luck! Can the stinky NPC please crawl away and stop blocking the way!"

"What does your death have to do with us?!"

"You were harmed by your gods, and so were we. We didn't cause you any trouble, that's enough! How dare you ask us for help!?!"

"I still need a god to save me!"

A ghost cried out: "You chased away the ghost messenger, how can you not be gods? Please, take us with you! We are all innocent......!"

"roll roll roll!!!"

Listening to the quarrel between both parties, Jiang Yuan quickly figured out the whole story.

In order to rescue the kidnapped players, they had previously chased away all the ghost messengers at the entrance to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

This not only saves the players, but also saves the civilians in these games.

This caused the civilians to misunderstand that the player was a god from heaven, so they came to seek help.

This is a complicated situation.

Yu Guanyue led the bone horse and walked in front, making his way through the group of ghosts with difficulty.

The other executive officers followed closely behind, leading the players away while trying not to hurt the civilians.

After all, they have lived in the ghost town for so long that they don’t say it, but they know in their hearts that these civilian ghosts are just like the players, there is no difference.

I couldn't bring myself to do it, so I could only push them away to make way.

A blind and skinny ghost got anxious and fell to his knees with a plop. He grabbed a nearby player's trouser leg and refused to let him go.

"Please, God, take me back. I am the only one who can support my family. If I don't go back, my whole family will starve to death..."

Jiang Yuan remembered that this ghost was the poor ghost whose eyes were smashed by the ghost catcher at the city gate.

The security guard who was grabbed by him got anxious and kicked him, saying in disgust:

"What kind of god are you? Are you crazy?"

"Let go! Stop pretending to be pitiful! Who doesn't have to support a family alone?! If you don't let go, I will really beat you up!"

But the blind man acted like he had grabbed a life-saving straw and refused to let go no matter how the security guard kicked him.

"I won't let go! I won't let go! Please, God, take me away!"

"Hey you fucker!!!"

The security guard was angry and anxious. He raised his hand to hit someone, but someone grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"and many more!"

The uncle turned around and saw that it was Jiang Yuan coming over. He quickly said, "Captain Jiang, look at this stinky blind ghost! How shameless! He won't let me go!"

"It's okay, leave it to me."

Jiang Yuan nodded, calmed the uncle down, squatted down, gently helped the blind man up, and said softly:

"Don't worry, sir. I will take you back."

"My Lord God! Thank you, living God! The God promised to save me, the God promised to save us!!!"

The blind ghost was so excited that he was about to kowtow, but Jiang Yuan pulled him up.

"Well, get up. Such big formalities are not popular nowadays."

But he only pulled up one and couldn't pull up the others. When the other ghosts heard this, they all knelt down excitedly in front of Jiang Yuan, raised their hands high, and shouted thank you to the gods!

Now, the players are not happy.

"what!?"

"what?!"

"What!??"

Security guard: "Captain Xiao Jiang! What are you talking about?!"

Jiang Yuan: "It means exactly what it says. Don't worry, I will take all the ghosts here back as long as they are willing to believe in me."

Someone called for help: "Commander Yu! Commander Gao! Look at what nonsense Commander Xiao Jiang said! "

"That's right! Isn't he holding us back by bringing all these troubles with him? You guys should take care of him!"

"Ah, this..."

Yu Guanyue scratched his cheek, spread his hands and pretended to be stupid: "I'm retired, this matter is not within my jurisdiction?"

“Ahem… ahem…”

"cough......"

Several seniors beside him started coughing in coordination, pretending flexibly that they were old and useless.

“You guys…!?”

Seeing that the seniors no longer stopped him, Jiang Shenzi felt more confident. He straightened his back and announced loudly to the players.

"I am the executive officer of this game! This is my decision, and you must obey!"

Faced with powerful oppression, players fiercely opposed it.

"Why? What do you mean?! Do you want to be in league with these ghosts?"

"Are you crazy? You really want to go to heaven just by saying 'god'!"

"These damned ghosts are not our mission, why should they join us!?"

"Why bring so many burdens with you when you can just play games properly? This is not how a Holy Father should be!!"

"With so many ghosts, who will be responsible if they cause us trouble?!"

"Brother Jiang Shenzi! Wake up! Don't let them compliment you! These ghosts may sound nice, but they just want to take advantage of you!"

"Who knows if they are good or bad!? What if this is another trap set by the King of Hell!"

Jiang Yuan knew how risky and troublesome his unconventional operation of saving ghosts from two worlds would be.

So he had already thought of a response strategy and cleverly changed the statement to a more simple one.

"Everyone calm down! Calm down! Listen to me!!!" He raised his hands and suppressed the noisy crowd.

"As far as I know! Protecting the weak is the hidden mission of this game. The more ghosts you save at the end, the more props you will win!"

The players calmed down immediately.

An old man who had been strongly opposed just now asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Shenzi said confidently: "I have been playing games for so many years, I can see through this kind of hidden trick at a glance!"

A player echoed: "Indeed... This situation often occurs in the game. Saving a specific NPC can get extra props... But..."

"Yes, the greater the return, the greater the risk." Jiang Yuan expressed his concerns and said:

"You guys don't want to go back empty-handed after finally making it to the Destroyer level, do you?"

Some players are still thinking, while others have taken the bait.

"Well, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared! I agree with Commander Xiao Jiang's approach!"

"Give it a try, and the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle! I'll do it, damn it!"

"I, I agree! With so many officers here, everything will be fine."

No one in this world can resist money.

Soon, most players agreed with Jiang Yuan's opinion and allowed civilians to join.

The original team of more than 3,000 people suddenly expanded to nearly 10,000 people, so large that it filled several streets.

Just as Jiang Yuan walked to the front and was ready to set off.

The driver who had previously betrayed suddenly rushed out from the crowd, pointed at the mirror held by the skinny boy, and shouted excitedly:

"That's it, that's the mirror!"

"That Deer-Headed Judge used this to show me my dead body!!!"

The thugs followed suit, "Yes, yes, yes! We did too. We saw our bodies thrown into the incinerator. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have betrayed!"

Can you see the body?

Jiang Yuan realized that if what they said was true, then this Sun and Moon Mirror was a mirror that could connect reality and games.

The players also thought of this and became excited.

"Really!?"

"Then...what about me? I seem to be near the water...I wonder if I drowned!?"

"Me too... I couldn't have been killed in a car accident... Kid, show me the mirror!"

"I want to see it too, I want to see it too!"

The players rushed towards the boy, trying to grab the mirror and see the condition of their bodies.

The young man said nothing, but jumped directly behind Jiang Yuan and handed the Sun and Moon Mirror to his brother.

"Okay, okay, don't be impatient! Come one by one, don't break the mirror!"

Jiang Yuan held the mirror and asked the driver:

"Uncle, since you have seen it, do you know how to use this mirror?"

Driver: "I remember... the deer-headed monster wiped the mirror several times with his hands, and then answered a question, and then he could connect to the real scene."

Jiang Yuan tried to wipe the mirror a few times with his hands, and soon, a row of distorted bright red blood words appeared on the mirror.

[Who is the biggest, thickest, most masculine deer in all of Hell? ]

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes and tried to answer: "...Judge Lu?"

【Correct answer!!!】

Jiang Yuan: ...

Then, a bunch of fancy flower effects bloomed on the face of the Son of God in the mirror.

After he helplessly admired his handsome face for a full minute, a row of small words appeared in the mirror of the sun and the moon.

【Please select the scene you want to watch. 】

*

Inside the stadium, in front of Jiang Yuan’s small bed.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Yu Sinian stood on the left side of the single bed, and Quan Wuxia stood on the right side of the single bed. They were silent and no one looked at each other.

This calm before the storm made Luo Zhuying feel uncomfortable all over.

While Ms. Jiang was on the phone, Brother Luo stood behind the iron bed and whispered to the two of them with a headache:

"I'm warning you two, Auntie is here, don't cause any trouble here."

Yu Sinian said gently: "Don't worry, I won't be as uneducated as some people."

Quan Wuxia smiled with a fake smile, glanced at Luo Zhuying sinisterly, and replied with a snort: "Humph."

Luo Zhuying:......

At this time, Ms. Jiang came over after finishing her phone call and said to them, "You three can have fun by yourselves. I have to go out for something first."

Yu Sinian smiled: "Okay, Auntie, take care. We will take good care of Yuanyuan."

Quan Wuxia was polite: "Yes, take care, Aunt Jiang."

Luo Zhuying stood behind the two of them, his mouth twitching, and he could see it all clearly.

On the inside of Yu Sinian's sleeve, the silver sleeve arrow was flashing with cold light, ready to attack at any time.

Quan Wuxia's poisonous whip was also hidden behind his back, clenched tightly, ready to strike.

It’s really killing me!

This is not a visit to the sick, this is an attack!!! Luo Zhuying thought.

I'll carry Lao Yuan for a while, let's run! Don't let the two of you open fire and accidentally hurt Lao Yuan again!

Ms. Jiang turned and left. The two men stared at her back, ready to attack her the moment she disappeared at the door and seize the opportunity.

Then kill the other person.

Just when the two of them were concentrating, Luo Zhuying's hair stood on end!

“Huahua---Huahua---Huahua----!?”

The large electronic screen in front of the gymnasium flashed twice, and the display that was originally broadcasting the news started to scroll with snowflakes, and suddenly the picture changed.

Brother Luo noticed the change out of the corner of his eye, raised his head, and immediately widened his eyes in disbelief: "Lao Yuan!?"

Yu Sinian narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Really?"

Quan Wuxia sneered: "Stupid dog, don't think you can distract me like this."

Everyone thought this was Luo Zhuying's clumsy trick.

Until all the doctors, nurses and family members around looked up, looked at the big screen and started shouting.

"Look! It's Jiang Yuan!"

"What's going on?! Is someone playing a documentary?"

"Could this background be...!?"

The two of them then looked back vigilantly, but their eyes widened at the same time.

Quan Wuxia: "Jiang Yuan???"

Yu Sinian: "Wish?!?"

On the screen, there really was Jiang Yuan's iconic big face, blinking his amber eyes, looking down and around, curiously looking at the people in the gymnasium.

That lively appearance formed a sharp contrast with him lying quietly on the bed.