Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

Yu Man was not here. Normally, I would have chopped him down with a knife.

But now I have new teammates around me...

Xiaolu still remembered how, when she first entered the old world, she had been right beside her, watching her interact with people, NPCs, and monsters. That warm feeling of eternal trust lingered in her heart for a long time.

Now, Xiaolu also wants to establish this image in front of his new teammates.

"What's the situation inside? We wiped out a group on the way, and I heard the raiders are stuck here fighting the boss?"

"...Destroyed a team? Uh, but the news is a bit behind schedule. The raiding team is currently resting. According to the rules, the other teams are raiding."

"Oh? Tell me about it? This is your intelligence fee."

Xiaolu took out a few sixth-level consumables and gave them to the scout - they were all dropped from other people's bags anyway.

The scout pondered the situation for a moment, then shrugged, not refusing. "There are three teams still inside: the Raiders, the Monkeys, and us. The Raiders are incredibly powerful, and they've completely repelled the others. They've already wiped out several hundred-man teams just to claim the boss."

"Booking the entire theater...so classic." Xiaolu really likes this kind of thing.

"A few teams found it boring. They couldn't beat the strategy team or reach the boss, so they disbanded. Only us and the Monkey Team are still looking for opportunities. There was a team from Eastern Europe before... but they said they disbanded too."

Xiaolu nodded, thinking that he also participated in their disbandment.

She continued, "The raiders are on break, so you guys are fighting the boss together?"

"Indeed, since they are two level eight bosses, our two teams will team up and deal with one each... This way we have a chance. But it's much harder than we imagined... I don't know when the strategy team will be online."

"So you're just here to keep an eye on it and prevent others from harassing you?"

"That's right." The scout nodded.

"Are you a guild group?"

"No." The scout shook his head and introduced himself proudly, "We are a company group."

Company...group? Studio?

The scout quickly explained, "We're not a studio. We're not that kind of company! Our company is doing very well, with around a hundred employees. We only do business in the second half of the year, so we're usually pretty idle."

"……Then?"

"The game 'Old World' suddenly came out, and now that it's the off-season, the boss brought our entire company in to play. We all took turns being real-life scouts on duty, and occasionally a few people would be brought in to handle necessary business."

The little deer was stunned. How could such a situation exist?

How can you be so happy?

"Then the employees' families and some stay-at-home wives also joined in. We are that kind of company group. So we are very organized. Everyone listens to the boss, manager, and senior team leader. That's why we were able to wait for this opportunity."

This scout might be some kind of salesman, well-spoken, and might start boasting endlessly.

There was no other way—the deer drew his sword.

But he didn't want to cut off their happiness: "Tell your team leader... No, tell your boss that we will kill the monkeys and the strategy team along the way, but you don't have to kill them."

"……What?"

Now it was the scout's turn to be confused.

"I'll also leave some fun for you. If there are other bosses on the road, you can take them to play with." Xiaolu didn't explain, but just imitated Yu Man, showing confidence from the heart.

"...No, brother, or sister? I don't understand what you mean!"

"It's okay, just pass the message on."

The little deer took Liutongqihua and went deeper into the area.

No further explanation is needed, and next—her sword can speak.

194 Disharmony and Crime

If you tell the name "Elsaliya" to Yu Man, or to Senior Cat who is madly laning at home.

Well, these two experienced players in the old world will immediately tell you its alias.

——Fishing utopia.

Even in different rounds, people still gave it the same nickname.

Among the countless islands of all sizes in the entire Old World, its uniqueness is extremely high.

As if it had been crushed and glued together again, "Ashalia" is a large archipelago consisting of thirteen parts.

Each part has different water resources and nurtures different fish ecosystems based on different environments.

What’s even more amazing is that its sea fishing resources are extremely rich, as if they were carefully carved by gods, with hundreds of perfect fishing spots.

The only resource it produces is "fish", making it a holy place that travelers dream of.

From level one to level ten, there are even unknown fish that are beyond level ten... Countless legends were born here.

That's what makes it special.

but--

Today's "Ashalia" is extremely deserted.

There is only one player.

"Huge force"

The seemingly ordinary male player was sitting on the reef, leisurely chewing on straw and fishing comfortably.

Under his name, there is a guild called "Meow Nest".

If this scene could be witnessed by Yu Man or Mao Senior at this moment,

They will be stunned for a long time - and then understand many things at once.

Unfortunately - no.

"Long time no see, ugh." What came here was the "fictional truth".

"What are you... doing here?" Di Dali raised his head and glanced at the visitor, but soon lost interest and became absorbed in his fishing rod.

Since last week—and the week before that, 80% of his life has been spent here.

after all--

This entire island is his wizard tower.

Using extremely mysterious ecological magic, a perfect cycle system was built and then implanted into this world.

It was just to satisfy his desire to create the world and the pleasure of fishing.

During these two rounds, Di Dali was very happy to open up the island and share it with all kinds of players. In his opinion, players are essentially a very interesting ecological component, and there is nothing wrong with adding them to his own mage tower.

Fishing here with strangers was a rare revelation in his ancient life.

"Ugh—no, today I'm visiting you in the name of 'Fictional Truth'."

He raised his head vigorously, looking bored and bothered.

The Fictional Truth continued:

"I have come to ask you, one of the members of the Council, the source of all the world's disasters, the great 'Discordant Sin', to help me."

"You...are you in trouble? Let me ask you another question. What kind of being...could cause you trouble? The Three Secrets are busy with this summoning of the Stranger and have no time to bother with us. Who else could possibly harm you?"

Fictional Truth pressed her temples. She really hated dealing with Di Dali.

But there is no way, I really need his help this time.

"The one who passed the level."

"Oh?" Di Dali—no, "Discordant Crime" raised his head. "What's going on?"

He finally became interested.

The Fictional Truth explained, "It was the one who cleared the level last time, the one who swept the world and made us retreat for three years."

The "Discordant Crime" frowned, a look of resentment on his face.

"Damn, that monster! Back then, she wanted to cut down the Thunder Elemental World Tree, Blood Eden, to make her own staff! At the same time, she was also plotting to take the Flower of Origin of Time, the source of all plants and nature..."

"I remember too, those two, terrified upon hearing the news, immediately joined forces. She immediately sought out the fire dragon to join forces... and ended up signing a lease agreement with them, sparing them from being killed but requiring them to undergo a humiliating fusion and serve as her weapons."

Dissonant Crime was silent for a moment, then suddenly became nostalgic. "...But I have to say, it is truly the ultimate art of magical weapons. Possessing two origins and the highest element at the same time, able to use both natural and thunder magic... It's undoubtedly a creation-level artifact..."

“…That’s true, but it’s also terrifying.”

"Well, what happened to her?" asked the "Discordant Crime", while pressing his heart, as if he had a premonition.

“—she’s here.”

“…It’s time to come.”

"Unharmonious Crime" was silent for a while and then spoke again.

"So what? We just stay hidden and do things quietly. Just like last week, we used a fake Old World dictionary to mislead her... and all the players. We issued fake quests, spread false information, and concealed key information, thus hindering their progress."

"She's already played her second game, so these actions should have much less effect. 'Reverse All Things' disappeared in her second game, and we lack experience dealing with second-game players..."

"Tsk, that monster... Speaking of which, is there any news about "Going Against Everything"?"

"No, but the most likely possibility now is that he was crushed by an eel last week."

"What a joke! Even if it's an eel, it's "Going Against Everything"! And it's from the second round, and there's also "lies". My guess is that they're working together, but we just don't know."

The words "discordant crime" were like a power outage and heating failure in the dead of night in winter, sending chills down their spines and shaking their hearts.

But fortunately, "Fictional Truth" came here to find a way to deal with one of them.

"I tried to fight the eel. It was a huge risk, but it was worth it."

"...You!?" The "Discordant Sin" was furious, but since she was here, it meant that things were not as bad as he thought. So, the "Discordant Sin" changed the subject and asked, "How is she doing now?"

"Level 8... conventionally, 8.4-8.5, maybe 8.6."

"...Does this kind of class exist?" The "Discordant Crime" was very confused.

"I can't help it. I almost got killed. She obtained a very ancient hidden profession that can communicate with the reflection of the old world. Moreover, she can also summon the two supreme gods over there..."

"...actually—summoning? Are you sure it's a summoning?"

"Very sure." Fictional Truth nodded frantically, but then changed the subject, "I'm also very sure that this is her trump card. In other words, as long as this is resolved, we can still hold her down."

"...I see. Kill her once and destroy perfection."

For "Fictional Truth", as long as this can be achieved, the content of the previous meeting will be completed.

Stifling player development.

The Council only allows them to touch most of this world, not all of it.

In other words - the eel will not be able to complete this round.

Without a perfect clearance, nothing will end and everything will repeat itself.

When this round ends helplessly, she will also lose her ticket.

Therefore, risking death and being killed, the Fictional Truth decided to confront the eel face to face while it was still weak, testing her hand. She wanted to see if that card... was something they could handle.

"Furthermore, if we don't deal with it quickly, she's already discovered our ritual and is about to uproot our 'Underworld Chamber of Commerce' from the secular world. We might be next."

"...Then what do you need me to do?"

The "Discordant Crime" felt overwhelmed, but still chose to fulfill his duties as a member of the "Parliament".

He knew that he was also going to be involved in this unfortunate incident.

But there is no way, this is indeed good for myself, the world, the "Parliament" and everyone.

"Her summoning requires chanting and paying a price; it's a process. I need to borrow the chaotic power you control to distort this process. Without her trump card, she will be at my mercy."

"Two magicians from the Council appeared together, descended and attacked her simultaneously?"

"No, that would be too conspicuous. The Three Secretaries, no matter how busy they are, won't sit idly by. If all seven of us were present before, we could have confronted the Three Secretaries head-on at this juncture, but now that we've lost our strongest member... this is the only option."

"Well, that's fine."

"Discordant Crime" understood what she meant.

He slowly stretched out his hand, gathering some of his strength—

At this moment, the huge magical power seemed to ignite the entire world.