Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

This professional assassin player, Catherine, was already feeling guilty and endlessly internally conflicted because she had cut off the arm of the professional hacker player inside the bridal sedan chair. Under Qin Shang's blatant conspiracy, she was forced to take drastic measures against her own teammate.

After all, they were teammates of the Star Gate organization, and he was already heartbroken enough that he had to harm his teammates to survive. However... Qin Shang's words were like adding insult to injury to his heart, which was already filled with hatred and desolation, as if he had been left in the Northeast overnight in winter and his chest was covered with frostbite.

"You're courting death! The Lord will send you to hell!"

Upon hearing these words, the professional assassin player's anger almost materialized, but Qin Shang remained completely unafraid.

"Hey, that's really strange. I didn't betray my teammates. I just fought all seven of you by myself to protect them. I'll go to hell. How dare you, a sophisticated egoist who betrays his teammates, doesn't consider the consequences, and fights amongst yourself to protect yourself, without putting the team's interests first, go to heaven?"

"If this master's eyesight is so poor that he's really that bad, I think it's better not to believe him!"

"fuck..."

Upon hearing this, the assassin could no longer contain himself. He moved like lightning and charged towards Qin Shang. Of course, this assassin player had no idea that the last person who had tried to kill Qin Shang in such a lightning-fast manner was his swordsman teammate, who was about to die at his hands.

bump!

While in mid-air, the assassin player felt like he was crashing into a wall. A heavy, burly figure blocked his way—it was the Rain Night Killer.

Seeing this, Qin Shang narrowed his eyes and glanced at another spot.

Over there, next to the 'computer,' another version of himself was dominating the battlefield. Brains are a good thing, but unfortunately, that player, who was a lobbyist, clearly didn't have one. Or perhaps it was because he wasn't the one who controlled the core authority of the first region, so he didn't know much about the abilities and permissions granted by the core authority. Is the core authority something that can be touched casually?

He used the 'hacking key' to try and mimic Qin Shang's privileges to control the 'computer'...

However, a problem arises: Qin Shang himself hasn't fully mastered this item, which doesn't belong to the seventh or even eighth tier at all...

This is like the core authority of the 'computer' being a dog, a fierce and untamable dog.

Perhaps someone once tamed this dog very well. Later, the dog's owner passed away, and he got a new owner. However, the new owner wasn't assertive and couldn't fully tame the dog. Now, the dog can only barely coexist peacefully with its new owner when they go for walks. There's no real intimacy between them, and the new owner can't even command the dog to do anything; he can only barely keep the dog from biting him. But you think you can control the dog by imitating the new owner's behavior? It would be a miracle if it didn't bite you…

After all, you're imitating my permissions and thinking you're the owner of this dog!

This is the fundamental error in the approach.

First of all, I am not the owner of this dog!

He can barely get along with me peacefully, let alone the fact that you're trying to take over and control him!

Isn't this courting death?

It's easy to understand why the shadow that appeared was Qin Shang's shadow, because...

The lobbyist, a professional gamer, imitated Qin Shang's permissions, attempting to use the permissions of this person named 'Lick the Cockroach's Jade Feet' to command the core authority to do things for him. However, this 'computer' didn't even recognize Qin Shang, so it naturally used Qin Shang's permissions. The copied shadow was naturally Qin Shang's "mimicry," which was another point where he courted death!

If he forcibly touches the 'computer', he might end up with another version of himself copied by the computer.

A "mimicking" lobbyist professional gamer might not be very combat-effective.

Unfortunately, he has a real talent for courting death...

Damn, this is outrageous! To summon my shadow, the enemy first wasted a Rule Realm player controlling the core authority in my inventory that I couldn't even control. Then, like a statue, this person was beheaded the moment my shadow appeared, and even then, he had a smile on his face, as if to say, 'Look, I used my immobility to control your core authority. You're out of options now…'

Qin Shang could only comment on this: He died a worthy death!

As for the other idiot enemy, he's even more ridiculous; he's now being chased by his own shadow, causing chaos and confusion.

Yes!

As the battle between the swordsmen and assassins came to an end, on the other side, the broker player had already been beheaded. He had activated [Pledge], betting himself, thus losing his ability to move. The boost that Divine Path players provide to ordinary classes is negligible; beheading him didn't even require the newly appeared shadow, Qin Shang, to waste much effort.

He chopped it off cleanly and decisively!

Compare……

Cutting corn stalks from the vegetable garden is easy.

Then, when the hacker appeared, the lobbyist Lu Ban immediately tried to escape. He naturally discovered that this prop seemed a bit strange. Instead of giving him control as he originally planned, it copied a shadow of a 'crazy cockroach jade foot'.

However, although he ran away quickly, the clone he created was Qin Shang at the Rule Realm. A trickster at the Rule Realm is no pushover; after all, [Trade] + [Plunder], if used well, can render you immobilized. What's most annoying is that the [Trade] skill cannot be blocked. To put it another way, it's like you're in the middle of a heated fight and someone keeps throwing sand in front of your face. If the trickster using the [Trade] skill wants, they can continuously [Trade] for you, and the content can be set to things they know you won't agree to, things that are utterly absurd. But this thing appears as a pop-up in the attribute panel, one pop-up after another, greatly affecting a player's gameplay. It's like playing "Honor of Kings" and during a team fight, WeChat messages keep flashing and popping up, constantly sending you messages. Besides yelling, "I'm a streamer, don't hit me!", you might accidentally tap on WeChat during a heated battle, turning into a teammate's perspective where you suddenly find yourself inexplicably immobilized...

"call!"

"It seems the matter has been delayed, and it's probably about time to come to a close, right?"

Qin Shang himself lacked the ability to finish off the enemy. The assassin player who was driving the Rain Night Killer into retreat was already beyond his ability to handle in his current state of exhaustion. The experience points he gained from activating the 'Absorption Belt' were merely enough to replenish his energy for a while, preventing him from immediately collapsing into bed. As for the swordsman player who was still barely clinging to life during the clash and had taken a powerful attack from his own teammate, he wasn't quite dead yet, and Qin Shang had nothing to [Absorb] from him!

He glanced down at his chest; his crimson suit was now just strips of cloth, its color faded to brown, mixed with dirt and blood, making him look utterly disheveled. Especially noteworthy was the constant flow of hot blood from Qin Shang's nostrils; the blood on his face had long since congealed and dried into scabs. The hot blood in his nostrils was dripping from his nose. Many teenagers who worked hard in school have likely experienced this: their bodies weren't fully developed, but they overworked their brains doing homework, resulting in a nosebleed. The itchy nose would cause them to look down and see blood. Most people would likely feel terrified the first time they experienced this!

"Damn, I'm experiencing that feeling again, being forced to do my homework in that cramped little room by my mother when I was a kid. It's really hard to say. But if I had to choose now, I'd probably rather have the scene of my nosebleed happening in that little room in Jizhou back then. After all, at least I still had a home..."

Unfortunately, I am a comic book character, the protagonist. So perhaps it is the rule that protagonists must be tragic. I must have a life full of ups and downs, especially life and death, and major issues of right and wrong. These have indeed perfectly and reasonably shaped my independent personality and mature mind.

It's convenient; the author creates a likable character, and it's also convenient for me to immerse myself in the author's story.

But for me, this is still a painful memory in my life.

My life is not perfect. I had no parents to witness my wedding, and I had no chance to reunite with my family. Because as long as the author wants to continue drawing, everything about me will proceed in a distorted way according to a destiny arranged by others!

I……

I'm a little tired!

"Looking back now, it seems like a kind of happiness to be forced by my mom to study at my desk until my nose bled..."

"hehe!"

From the start of today's battle until now, Qin Shang has schemed against countless people, including the Bad Commander, the Bad People, the official organization of the Divine Path players, and these guys in front of him who are fighting independently but appear united on the surface, from the Star Gate organization of the First District. He has lost countless brain cells, just look at how fast his hair is falling out.

At this moment, he was in a terrible state, covered in blood and looking completely unrecognizable.

Taking advantage of the moment when the professional gamer was being chased and the moment when the assassin was being held back by the nighttime killer, he quietly found a rock to sit on. He then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and leaned against the rock. A trace of fatigue crossed his blood-covered face as he slowly lit the cigarette. Countless fragmented images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Unfortunately, there will always be people who want to disrupt the peace, and there will always be people who enjoy destroying beauty...

Even if it was just for a moment, Qin Shang wanted to enjoy the quiet atmosphere of smoking alone.

A woman's voice rang out in the open space.

"So the perfect combination is always a brain and two fists."

"And my fist was always thrown out to participate in the battle, so you never noticed my presence from beginning to end. We've been hiding in the shadows waiting for you to let your guard down during this battle for a long time now. You should die..."

"Cockroach Jade Feet!"

Over there, the sharp fist shadow vanished the instant it struck the Rain Night Killer. Yes, the assassin player who had been entangled with the Rain Night Killer disappeared again, and then reappeared behind Qin Shang's desolate figure, seemingly intending to smash him with a single punch. This sudden change directly brought the battlefield that Qin Shang had previously separated back to his side...

The moment the sound of something cutting through the air rang out, Qin Shang noticed this scene out of the corner of his eye. A smile played on his lips, and a cigarette dangled from his mouth, wisps of white smoke billowing out.

A thought flashed through my mind, and I said...

Those who can become players in the rule-based realm are no pushovers!

but……

"pity!"

Hear these two words.

The female player, who had remained hidden in the shadows, was taken aback.

Yes, don't forget, Qin Shang initially sensed seven or eight players at the Rule Realm!

How could it only be Mushroom Head? Where are Little Luban and the others...?

In fact, he had some impression of the person hiding there. It wasn't the cliché of sensing the aura of a strong person, as often mentioned in fantasy novels, but rather, from the start of the battle until now, Qin Shang had a clear and intuitive feeling that no matter what happened, the swordsman player, who had just been crippled and seemed to be running out of time, seemed to be slacking off. From the moment Qin Shang threw out his cleaver and summoned the eerie Rain Night Killer, that person was kept occupied. Since then, he had hardly fought the Rain Night Killer with all his might. Although it couldn't be ruled out that he might be wary of 'Lick the Cockroach Jade Feet' and that there might be some unexpected tricks up his sleeve, so he wanted to be cautious with Qin Shang, this excuse was really too far-fetched for a swordsman player. After all, if it were another class, it would be reasonable to say that the other party was in a probing phase without knowing Qin Shang's strength and was holding back some trump cards. It's only human nature to be cautious!

But that's a swordsman, a martial arts master in an overseas version.

When they fight, they completely lose their minds and go all out.

How could they possibly be hesitant and consider things like being in a tentative stage of confrontation, probing each other's strengths and weaknesses, and figuring out each other's cards?

Moreover, no matter how intense or stalemate the battle becomes.

During Qin Shang's hunt for the professional hacker player, almost only the assassin lurking in the shadows kept attacking him in an attempt to disrupt Qin Shang's offensive. Although the persuader also tried to coordinate, the support a professional who relies solely on verbal communication could provide was practically nonexistent...

At that time, Qin Shang was quite curious. Unless that swordsman, who was skilled in both offense and defense, was blind, according to the instinct of a martial artist, if he saw that his teammates were in danger, wouldn't he try his best to get rid of the opponents who were entangled around him and provide some help to his teammates?

Furthermore, it seems that Qin Shang never sensed that the professional gamer who was trying to persuade the swordsman to help.

In other words, perhaps the swordsman's behavior was not intentionally slacking off.

Rather, someone was controlling his actions from behind. As for why that person wouldn't let the swordsman go to help when the hacker was in danger, it might be because the person hiding in the shadows and constantly directing the swordsman had a bad relationship with the hacker who died in [Night Walk] and was taken into the abyss. Or it might be because from her perspective in the shadows, she believed that with the assassin secretly interfering with Qin Shang's actions, her teammates wouldn't be in any great danger, so she didn't need to do it!

In other words, the two fists were pointing at the assassin and the swordsman, respectively.

"What's a pity? It's a pity that your plan to take on seven people at once didn't work out, or rather..."

The voice from the shadows rang out again, but before it could finish, the woman felt a shiver run down her spine, as if she would be shot in the head if she didn't change her position.

On the other side, just as the assassin professional player's fist was about to strike the center of Qin Shang's back.

At the critical moment, a sharp sword light pierced through the air, accompanied by a white-clad figure leaping into this small world that should have belonged to Qin Shang, the controller of the Black Tower.

Whoosh!

The distinct sword light interrupted the assassin player's attack after she had escaped the battlefield with the help of the female player who was a broker, forcing her to retreat dozens of meters away.

Because this armored man, who clearly possessed the core authority of the First District, had no doubt that if he continued to fight to the death and lick the cockroach's jade feet, he would be the first to die. The sharp sword light made even a professional assassin player known for his explosive power feel a chill run down his spine!

They all withdrew from the battlefield, and the woman finally revealed herself. She had the typical features of a Western woman: white, fair-skinned, beautiful, with long legs and a slender waist. However, her blue pupils reflected a serious expression as she looked solemnly at Qin Shang, who was sitting on the stone decoration.

There's one more person there!

"Since when did it become the Star Gate Organization's place to deal with the 'wanted players' of the Bad Guys Organization?"

"This elder statesman believes there are suspicious points in the case of the 'fiercely licking the cockroach's jade feet' becoming a wanted player!"

"Something's fishy about this. I think we should take this back to the Bad Guys organization for investigation!"

The next moment, the man in white gently unfolded his folding fan, his tone neither warm nor cold, but his words carried an undeniable firmness.

Seeing this, Qin Shang chuckled softly, which aggravated his wound.

However, his gaze unexpectedly softened, revealing a touch of humanity.