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

Although the three-watch order was effective, as the King of Hell said, the powerful command did consume a lot of Jiang Yuan's energy.

At the moment when the King of Hell knelt down, the Son of God felt dizzy and his feet were unsteady, and he almost knelt down as well.

But now is not the time to faint.

Veins bulged on his forehead and he bit his lips to suppress the feeling of powerlessness and dizziness.

However, when he turned around to look at the other players, they had changed from their previous aggressive attitude and were all standing there obediently, looking at him.

Jiang Yuan wondered: What happened again?

This reaction was indeed strange. As soon as he moved, the players immediately retreated alertly, leaving a small space in the middle of the crowd, as if they were hiding from the plague god.

Jiang Yuan then realized that they were staring at San Geng with fear on their faces.

It's not me they fear, it's the whip in my hand, he thought.

So he comforted them: "Don't be afraid, the Third Guardian is the whip of justice and will not hurt you."

Everyone: "..."

This consolation obviously didn't have much effect.

Jiang Yuan was helpless: "Okay...while you guys are calm, listen to me."

He knew that his previous theory was not convincing, so he looked around the crowd and quickly found a breakthrough.

The Son of God stretched out his hand and recalled the Sun and Moon Mirrors hanging in the air, temporarily severing his connection with reality.

The live broadcast was terminated, and the comments that were originally cursing, arguing and fighting with each other were immediately stunned.

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Boss??? Why is the screen black!!! I was just chatting away!! ?]

[It's all your fault! Why are you cursing? Is life so hard that you only know how to curse others? ]

[Help! ! What is he going to say to those players? I am so anxious! ]

[Are you trying to threaten them and force them to submit? ]

【Hehehehe, kill them all! 】

When the mirror was put down, Jiang Yuan had changed his expression, smiled slyly like a salesperson in the sales department, and said to everyone:

“I do all this for everyone.”

Players: ???

What happened to this guy???

Jiang Yuan: "Look, the game is about to end. It's not easy for everyone to go through so many difficulties to get here, so the props in your hands are what you deserve."

When it comes to props, players immediately become alert.

The Security Department has regulations that the distribution of reward props must be approved by the on-site executive officer.

Although it is stipulated that the distribution must be fair, the word "fairness" is a great test of the personal qualities of the executive.

When the Son of God mentioned these two words, many players tightened their jewels in their pockets, thinking:

This kid, is he trying to threaten us with this? !

Jiang Yuan: "Don't worry, the connection is down now, and I don't have any law enforcement equipment with me, so I can't register one by one."

"So once the game is popularized and released, the rewards you get will become extremely valuable, top-level, and rare editions."

"But once the door is recycled, your rewards will be swiped endlessly and flow into the market, and their value will be greatly reduced."

Hearing this, the players fell into deep thought.

One player asked suspiciously: "Commander Jiang, you want to bribe us? What's in it for you?"

"Benefits?" Jiang Yuan thought for two seconds and said:

"Of course I have. My internship salary is not enough to spend, and I always have to clean up my master's mess. I finally made it to the extinction level, so I have to make more plans for myself."

After hearing what he said, the players let down their guard and believed him.

The security guard patted him on the shoulder and said affectionately: "I didn't expect that you would have such thoughts."

Others happily followed suit. After all, no one can resist money.

A college student came out and loudly retorted: "You are really money-minded! Do you know what this door means to the country?!"

"I think you've become stupid from studying!" The security guard jumped out and accused:

"Do you know how much money a pearl from the extermination family can be exchanged for?"

"During the last Buddha game, the pearls and jade in the hands of the students were sold for at least 390,000. Later, because they were out of print, the price increased several times. Now, it is enough to buy several houses!!!"

"You study for money? To support your family? You can save yourself a dozen years of detours now, so what are you dissatisfied with? Do you want to be a slave for the rest of your life?"

College student: "Ah... this... seems to be true."

"Yes, we are risking our lives in this game, we can't let the security department get the upper hand in the end..."

Executive Officer Jiang nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"

Soon, the players unanimously agreed with Jiang Yuan's suggestion, and even the way they looked at him changed.

Just at this moment, a roar came from outside the crowd.

"Jiang Yuan!!!"

The murderous team of executive officers pushed through the crowd and headed straight towards Jiang Yuan.

The players stepped aside to watch, and many took the opportunity to slip away and continue to search for props and treasures inside and outside the King of Hell's Palace.

Jiang Yuan saw that all the executives had gloomy faces and looked very unfriendly.

Oh no, are the seniors angry with me?

Then there's no way.

He drew his sword and stood in front of the King of Hell, ready to fight at any time.

"Excuse me, seniors. Even if the bet ends in a tie of 3-3, I will definitely win this game."

The painted-faced devil was deeply moved: "Woo woo, master!"

Yu Guanyue walked in the front, holding the hilt of the knife, his brows tightened, and his voice was low, full of deterrence.

"Xiao Jiang, you can fool others, but it's meaningless to fool us. Do you know what you are doing?"

Jiang Yuan: "My senior told me to make the right choice. Dumen is the right choice for me."

A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead as the powerful pressure fell. He gritted his teeth and finished speaking, ready to be beaten again.

But as long as he is still standing, he will never let the last King of Hell die.

"You kid, to achieve your goal, you really dare to go against the whole world." Minister Yu laughed in anger, gritted his teeth and clenched the handle of the knife:

"He is so rebellious that he needs to be taught a lesson!"

He drew out his knife and was about to raise it when Lang Zhen knocked him away with his head. He complained, "Boss! It's already this late, why don't you stop teasing Xiao Jiang!"

Yu Guanyue: "...Oh, you guys are really going to rebel!"

The smiling Uncle Lang came up to Shen Zi with a worried look on his face.

"Xiao Jiang, we appreciate your kindness, but you also have to consider your future."

The executives are all veterans, how could they not see the meaning behind Jiang Yuan's action?

The purpose of the Dumen is to ensure that the souls in the game are no longer bound by the rules of the game, and the most numerous here are the souls of the executives.

High praise: "Yes, if you handle it this way, how will you survive the internship?"

The other seniors followed up and said anxiously: "If you can't make it through the internship period, how are you going to get promoted in the future? How are you going to be the captain? How are you going to be the security chief!?!"

"We are 100% optimistic about you. You can't be fired as soon as you leave the house!"

"Ah? Um, um, there's no need to think about the future so long ago..."

Jiang Yuan scratched his head. He didn't expect that his seniors had such high expectations of him. His heart suddenly felt warm.

only......

Although becoming an executive was indeed his dream since childhood.

But Shen Zi had a premonition that even if he could get away with it this time, he would be expelled from the Security Department sooner or later since he was always thinking about relying on Du Men to save the world.

It's not a bad idea to part ways early.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said to the seniors, "Don't worry, seniors. If I can't pass, it just means that the Security Department and I are not destined to be together. Don't force it."

*

Not to mention the future.

Now the Ministry of Security is in an uproar because of his remarks.

Ms. Jiang's cell phone exploded from the calls, so she simply turned it off and threw it aside. She sat beside her son's bed and started to play with it in front of the big black screen.

Yu Sinian was worried: "Aunt Jiang, is this okay?"

Ms. Jiang said impatiently: "Shut up and leave me alone."

However, less than a minute after the phone was turned off, Jiang Jian came running over with his phone in hand, demanding his life.

"Captain!!! What are you doing!!! Can't you just stop Jiang Yuan from going through the door?!"

Ms. Jiang: “Of course we have to manage it.”

She took out a cigarette case from her pocket and pulled out a thin plum blossom cigarette. Considering that her son's body was still there, she could only put it in her mouth and smell it.

Holding a cigarette in her mouth, the woman pointed to the dark screen and asked sincerely: "How do we manage it? Tell me."

Jiang Jian: "Ah, this... we have to think of a solution. That would mean the annihilation of the entire family. If we don't save it, wouldn't it be a waste of time?!"

"You think I don't want to?"

Ms. Jiang had a gloomy face and said quietly: "Old Jiang, I have been working for so long, have you ever seen me go out?"

Jiang Jian immediately became timid and said quickly: "Of course not, the captain always kills the leader thoroughly!"

"Yes."

Ms. Jiang looked up, held the cigarette between her fingers, simulated blowing out a smoke ring, and looked at the big screen with melancholy, with a hint of confusion and puzzlement in her eyes.

"But I don't understand, are these people in the game considered NPCs or people?"

The martyrs were able to live in hell for so long and even had their own organization. Does that mean that the people in the game, like us, have their own lives and wills?

Fighting, closing doors, obtaining props, and becoming stronger, can these methods that we originally believed in really lead mankind to the end?

She remembered that a few years ago, her son vowed at the dining table that he would save both worlds.

Then she beat him up.

She thought she had dispelled Jiang Yuan's delusion at that time.

But she didn't expect that her son never gave up and gave her a big one today.

The funniest thing was that she suddenly felt...

My son’s wish doesn’t seem so incomprehensible anymore.

*

After dealing with the King of Hell, the players still have about four hours left.

There was plenty of time, and after the King of Hell had distributed all the pearls, jade and props, the players divided them up, and then carried out a final round of looting inside and outside the King of Hell's Palace.

Players who cannot go back seize the time, holding the Sun and Moon Mirror, and say their final goodbyes to their families.

Jiang Yuan was surrounded by several dead players and helped to carry the props back.

The old lady cried, "Captain Xiao Jiang, thank you, thank you!"

Uncle: "Xiao Jiang, my daughter will be 18 soon and has never had a boyfriend. If you don't mind..."

Jiang Yuan quickly refused: "Uncle, that's not necessary. I still want to focus on my career now!"

The King of Hell's Palace was bustling with activity, except for the young man who was standing not far from his brother, guarding the King of Hell alone.

He lowered his head and looked dejected. Even with a funny mask with a sticking tongue out, he couldn't hide his loneliness.

He seemed to be sad about the impending separation.

He stared at the back of the King of Hell's head, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Sensing a hint of murderous intent, the King of Hell shrank his neck, turned around and looked at the strange young man.

"You are...why are you?"

The King of Hell was surprised: "Why are you hanging out with the players instead of just going back to your own place? Are you planning to join them?"

The boy took off his mask and said in disbelief: "How did you recognize me?"

In order to avoid being recognized by the Kings of Hell, he had been wearing the mask of Black Impermanence along the way, but he didn't expect that he was recognized one after another.

King of Hell: "How funny! Don't think that just by going through a layer of gold, you can cover up the evil of purgatory in you..."

Oops, can't say that word!

The black-haired boy's eyes widened in fear.

Just when his identity was about to be revealed by the King of Hell!

Jiang Yuan came back at some point and interrupted the King of Hell's words with an order.

Jiang Yuan: "King of Hell, open the door."

The Painted Face King of Hell: "Hey! All right, Master!"

Seeing Brother Jiang coming over, there was nothing unusual on his face, as if he had not heard the conversation between the two, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately... my identity was not exposed.

The King of Hell stood up flatteringly, waved his sleeves as ordered, waited three seconds, then turned around and looked at the Son of God with satisfaction.

Jiang Yuan: "Hmm?"

There was no change around him, but the King of Hell was smiling with a flattering look on his face.

Jiang Yuan: "Where's the door?"

"It is already open, my lord."

The Flower-faced King of Hell stretched out his hand, his ugly copper-bell eyes curved into two arcs, pointing to the gate of hell that was farthest from here.

"It's just outside the ghost town. You'll be there in just two more steps!"