Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"A roll of 3 or less is a big failure, while a roll of 97 or more is a big success."

The female diver explained, clearly speaking to Liu Zheng.

The judgment rules for each running game module are different, and the host may even set some special rules, which are called "village rules".

However, there are only two main rules for determining the number of points: either the number of points is greater than the demand or the number of points is less than the demand.

Strictly speaking, only 1 point and 100 points are considered major failures or major successes. The judgment rules for the "Demon Ship of the Mysterious Sea" module are quite lenient.

"Roll around, Dice Girl!"

Player number 4 shouted, and the two dice immediately started spinning.

"No, do I have to shout that every time I roll the dice?"

Liu Zheng asked, his eyes narrowed.

He's a human being now, and he still has some sense of shame.

"No need, it's just his personal habit."

Player number 3 shook his head.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng understood then; when it comes to rolling dice, one always has to believe in a bit of metaphysics.

The dice spun around ten times before finally stopping, with two numbers facing up.

0 and 2.

"Isn't it?!"

Player #4 let out a wail.

"No, how can your hands be so black?"

Player 1 and Player 3 were speechless.

"Player #4 has been judged to have failed miserably. Shall we use potential points?"

The voice of the female divers rang out.

Where else is there potential?

Player #4 sighed.

He used up all the potential points he earned when he failed the initial assessment.

"A major failure in scholarly skills shouldn't have too serious consequences, right?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Different judgments lead to different consequences of a major failure.

For example, if you are judged to have committed a major failure while climbing, a strict host will at least make you fall and become partially paralyzed.

For example, if the medical assessment results in a critical failure, the outcome is basically that one emergency punch will send your teammate to their death.

But such a relatively safe judgment by scholars is probably just a matter of receiving wrong information or being mentally unstable.

"I don't know, no one else has ever thrown such a big failure."

Player number 3 shook his head.

"It's best not to try it; the role of player number 4 is quite important."

"That's what Player #1 said."

After all, player number 4 is the only pure support player; if he dies, there will be no one to help heal him.

"Let me do it."

Player #3 sighed.

"Thanks, player number 3."

Player #4 said gratefully.

"Host, I'll use my potential points to help player number 4 reroll the dice."

"That's what Player #3 said."

"sure?"

"determine."

"Okay. Player number 3 currently has 3 potential points. After deducting 1 point, there are 2 points left."

The female diver said.

"Potential points can be given to others?"

Liu Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

The rules of this module are really quite lenient. And this is a high-difficulty module. Just how difficult is the story?

"Of course you can, otherwise your character would have died long ago."

Player #4 said with some resentment.

He should have had one more potential point, but he used it to save the original player number 2.

The die spun again and then stopped.

8 and 2.

"Phew, not bad, at least I passed."

Player #4 breathed a sigh of relief.

"Detection successful, relevant information has been sent to the character card."

The female diver said.

"There is a mysterious sea area in the Pan-Triangle Sea. Its location is not fixed, but appears randomly in a certain area of ​​the Pan-Triangle Sea, hence it is called the Unpredictable Sea."

"The weather in the Wuding Guihai is often completely different from that in the surrounding seas. Even if there is a raging storm a mile away, the Wuding Guihai may be calm and peaceful, and vice versa."

"Legend has it that an unimaginable war once broke out in the Boundless Sea, which forever changed the nature of this sea area, and even the authority of the sea god could not be fully effective here."

"The dead of that war lie forever at the bottom of the unpredictable sea, giving rise to some terrifying sea monsters and demons."

"Even the Holy Empire's invincible fleet can only be manipulated like toys before those tentacles that are thicker than keel bones."

“Wanderers, please be careful and do not venture into this strange sea.”

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Player number 4 finished reading the information the host had given him.

"Does this mean we shouldn't try to fight sea monsters head-on?"

Player number 3 spoke first.

"It should be, and it also tells us that sea monsters are tentacle creatures similar to octopuses or squid."

Player 1 nodded.

Liu's expression was strange, as if he was being targeted.

"If that's the case, wouldn't the best approach be to first find a way to join the pirates, and then, when the sea monster attacks, use the pirates to distract them, seize a small boat, and escape?"

"That's what Player #4 said."

Staying in the cabin wasn't practical. Even if they survived, the ship would probably be torn apart. They couldn't exactly swim to the port clinging to planks.

"A sea monster with tentacles thicker than a keel, wouldn't a mere ripple be enough to capsize a small boat? And even if we could escape, how would we convince the pirates to let us join us now?"

After player number 3 finished speaking, all eyes turned to Liu Zheng.

"Hey, are you guys going too far by making someone with only 1 point of Charm do this kind of work?"

He said speechlessly.

"Although your character's charm is only 1 point, your real-life charm is 100 points. And compared to skill-based rhetoric, tabletop role-playing games encourage real-life rhetoric more."

"That's what Player #3 said."

"Yes, yes, we believe in you, you can do it."

Player 4 also said.

"hehe."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you won't lose out. Give me a card number, and we'll transfer money into it after you clear the level. Just press zero with your eyes closed; how much or how little is up to fate."

Player #3 tried to entice him.

"I'm afraid the Public Security Bureau will accuse me of money laundering if you three contract slaves are actually sending money. Besides, I don't even have a bank card."

He curled his lips.

"As long as we can get through the game, everything else is fine."

Player 1 said eagerly.

"Alright, alright, I got it. Sigh, being a charming man is such a hassle."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"Yeah yeah."

The other three players, barely suppressing their urge to vomit, echoed this sentiment.

"Tch, hypocrite."

He gave a look of disgust.

"Your uncle!"

The three players cursed inwardly.

If failing the level meant certain death, they would kill this guy right now.

"I'll rest for a while, and call me when the pirates arrive."

Liu Zheng said.

He hasn't had a break since leaving the country and has been through a series of battles.

Although my body can handle it, I am indeed a bit mentally exhausted, so I'll take this opportunity to rest.

"Ok."

"That's what Player #3 said."

Liu Zheng closed his eyes, and before him stretched an endless expanse of water.

Under the blood-red moonlight, the rocking chair creaked and groaned as an old man in scholar's robes lay on it, his long cane bobbing up and down in his hand.

He walked to the rocking chair and studied the old man's face.

The old man's wrinkled face showed a peaceful smile, giving people a sense of tranquility and contentment.

Liu Zheng reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to touch the old man's face.

Then, he ripped off the old man's blindfold.

"Get up! You think you're worthy of sleeping?"

Liu Zheng grabbed the old man by the collar, threw him into the water, and then lay down on the rocking chair and put on a blindfold.

The salty sea breeze caressed his body, and the mournful sound of conch shells echoed in his ears, like tiny fish swimming in his blood, while the gentle ocean currents soothed his nerves.

"so comfortable."

He writhed a few times in the rocking chair like a maggot, and then drifted into a deep sleep.

Burning Dickins, Multilimbed Amirola, Foolish Muro Spider

One terrifying figure after another appeared around Liu Zheng, silently watching him.

It was like a nightmare peeping into his mind, or a servant guarding his soul.

"Wake up! Wake up!"