I'm bad, but players love me

She fell straight down, and the upper of the shoe, which had been so hard to wear for many years, finally separated from the sole.

The old lady couldn't bear it any longer, so she quickly helped the man up with her strong arms, cursing, "You damned thing! You got punished for stealing last time, and you forgot such a big lesson so quickly?"

She kept wrinkling her nose and blinking at the girl in her arms, hoping that she would understand better, go along with the soldiers, and just be patient.

The old lady raised her voice, emphasizing each word quickly and deliberately, as if she was so furious that she wanted to beat the thief to death immediately. "Awen, people like you are really like the plague that lingers around. I'm really going to die! You are such a wretch!"

Ah Wen lowered her head, her pants, which had been shortened, clinging to her legs, giving her an inexplicable burning sensation. Her face flushed red, and she knelt on the ground, her pants stretched tight, begging for mercy: "Please! I was wrong!"

At this moment, Awen suddenly felt that she must have a talent for acting, the kind of drama actor who performed in the grand theaters that catered to the aristocracy's enjoyment.

Her face was covered with tears, but she felt nothing in her heart. She just mechanically repeated the movements of kneeling and begging for mercy. The loud laughter of the soldiers in her ears made her clearly realize that she had successfully made them laugh, just like those actors making the powerful laugh.

"Okay, okay, just let this thing go." The soldier laughed enough, and pointed at Awen who was still pretending there, and said with annoyance in his words.

The aunt also felt relieved, it seemed that these people would leave soon.

Awen had indeed done something wrong, but the beatings had already been done. Although there were lingering resentments, no one was the kind of pervert who would humiliate others for no reason. Not having to deliberately beat the already skinny girl just to please these soldiers really made her feel relieved.

But the soldier's next words immediately made the aunt's heart sink.

"Get out of the way, we are going in to search." The soldier gestured with his chin raised.

"This..." What should I do? The aunt was completely panicked. Yun Shuo and the new guy were both inside. They were shot and there were soldiers searching. It was obvious that ELO's operation had failed. If they went in at this time, everything would be over.

The old lady forced a big smile on her face, and her body slightly blocked the view of the room behind her. "Look, there are chickens and ducks that have just been slaughtered in here. There is blood and feces everywhere. You important people are ruining your bodies if you go in there."

"What do you mean?" The man walking in front narrowed his eyes and reached for the whip hanging from his waist. "Who do you think you are? You dare to question us, a lowly person?"

This terrifying gesture immediately stunned the aunt. She trembled violently, as if the whip had already hit her, her face turned pale, and she cried out: "How dare you! My Lord! I will take you in right away!"

She already had a loud voice, and now it echoed throughout the entire slaughterhouse.

Yun Shuo could hear it even more clearly.

There was no small door or underground passage in this hut. Yun Shuo looked around and the only place that looked like it could hide a person was the fully chopped adult pig hanging over there.

The aunt led the people into the house with fear in her heart. She saw that the soldiers were all frowning and covering their noses. It seemed that they would not conduct a detailed search.

The aunt's butcher shop was doing good business, so naturally they had two more rooms. The sound of the soldiers' leather boots was getting closer and closer to the last room where Yun Shuo and the others were hiding.

As soon as he entered the room, the smell of blood hit him in the face. "What's going on here? Why is the smell of blood stronger than the previous two rooms? Could it be that you're hiding something that shouldn't be hidden?"

"Oh, my most honorable sir!" The old lady slapped her thigh with a fake smile. "This is where I hang pigs. Pigs are no different from other chickens. It's normal for such a large piece of meat to have a strong bloody smell. I sell all kinds of meat here, and I focus on freshness and natural flavor."

"You sell all kinds of meat? Is there anyone who wants it?" The soldier seemed to be amused by her funny look and asked.

“This…this…that’s a human being.”

The aunt's embarrassed look also became a joke among the soldiers: "What's the difference between you lowly people and those pigs?"

"Alright, let's go back. It's time to get off work." One of them yawned and said, "It stinks in here. That assassin must be crazy to come in here."

"Okay, then I'll just buy some pork. It's fresh. Do you want to buy some?"

Just as the soldier's hand was about to touch the meat, the aunt hurriedly stopped him and said, "How can I dirty your hands? I'll do it, I'll do it."

She didn't know where Yun Shuo and the others were hiding, so she could only try her best to prevent these guys from touching things and trick them out as soon as possible.

As the two of them were tugging at each other, the old lady accidentally touched the soldier's hand and immediately kicked him. "Get out of the way! Damn, you're so dirty! Why should I even discuss this with you?"

Yun Shuo was hiding in the arms of the pig with its belly ripped open. If the soldier touched him, he would definitely find something wrong. He silently clenched the gun brought by Ialos in his hand.

They must be killed in one strike, and none of these people can be spared, otherwise... this slaughterhouse will not be able to operate.

"I want to see..." The soldier lowered his head, and a butcher knife was firmly inserted into his abdomen. Awen raised the knife and slashed it smoothly, completely cutting open the soldier's right abdomen. Blood poured out, and the abdominal organs fell to the ground.

Yun Shuo also turned around and landed on the ground. He didn't even need to aim. He just relied on his feeling and shot one by one. The remaining guys were completely dead before they could even pull their guns out of the bags.

The sound of blood dripping on the floor came from behind.

Awen clenched the butcher knife in her hands tightly, her whole body shaking. When she saw Yun Shuo turned around and looked at her, she was still stiff, and she had completely forgotten about joining the ELO organization.

After a long moment, she collapsed and vomited completely. Without even wiping the saliva from the corners of her mouth, she stood up and said firmly, "I want to join ELO!"

Chapter 32: New PV Release

Most of the information about the slums and the ELO organization is spread privately by players and some "insiders". Among them, players who played the "undercover" copy in the early stage are the main source of information related to the slums.

Many players also tried to get information from the NPCs in the civilian areas, but most of them looked down on them. There were also many NPCs who pretended to be members of the ELO organization, but after being beaten up by the players, they denied it.

Although Ah Dai died heroically and quickly, as the first beta player anchor to enter the slums, Ah Dai Xiansheng, the popularity of her live broadcast room has been rising with people's curiosity about this strange and almost closed area.

Many people have concluded that ELO is a cult based on her live broadcast clips.

Some people even took the trouble to summarize a long article in the discussion area.

Everyone here should know more about what "earthly ugliness" is than I do. We must capitalize on hot topics, regardless of whether they're appropriate or not, and we must also uphold our values. So, the emergence of a cult in a world where gods truly exist is also reasonable.

If you don’t believe me, let me list a few points for you:

First, if the most revered being isn't a conceptual god, nor a real god, but a living, breathing person, then that's 100% a cult. Don't argue that "The Commander" might be a metaphorical name for God; it's clear that William, the man who executed the man, must have seen the "Commander" in person.

Second, the statement "The commander becomes the commander for our sake" sounds off. The essence of a cult is leader worship. The most important thing to distinguish between a cult and a religion is whether the "Supreme One" is a limited, utilitarian "person."

Third, I don’t know if you have noticed that the reason why slums are suitable for cults is not only because they lack knowledge and culture, but also because of their closed nature. In this environment, people are extremely easy to be pushed by the masses. This is the so-called "herd mentality."

Fourth, and this is the most important point, I have played this game before, and after restarting it many times, I also played a line similar to the anchor A-Dai. Then, I got stuck on a bug, and after repeated stucks many times, I turned up the volume and recorded the screen in the link below. I have no data at the end of the month, so I will roughly summarize it:

Yun Shuo said to William, "Just like I accepted you on the street before, if anyone doubts your identity as an ELO member, I will also stand by you."

I don’t know if you remember what I said in the first paragraph, that William must have met the “Commander” in person, and she also said before, “Luckily, the Commander accepted me, so I was able to become a member of ELO.”

To sum up: ELO is completely a cult organization, and the "commander" of this organization is Yun Shuo.

What a big move by Di Chou! As expected, I knew that the villain who appeared in the PV had to be a super-big boss!

[The missing dog: Di Chou: Well said! Just follow his writing!]

Am I wrong? Honestly, as soon as I saw this detailed answer, I knew it was probably wrong. With that level of bookishness, how could he have the brains to let you find the answer in such trivial details?

[The dog upstairs is barking: "Don't tell me, don't tell me, it seems Yun Shuo is quite helpful to my XP. What's the point of a mini-boss? It's the big ones that are exciting! I'll stop talking and try to open a new game to see if I can join the ELO organization."]

[Lukoulai: I don't think so. Ugly Land hasn't even had a PV, and the slums are still closed. Those who can't enter ELO will only unlock a myriad of bizarre reasons for death. At the end, that Yun Shuo actually said he killed me because I robbed him of his air? NPCs can be intelligent, but please don't be too intelligent.]

Just as the focus of everyone's discussion was becoming increasingly off-topic, and the discussion about "Crisis of Faith" was getting more and more heated, the constipated Dichou finally released the first promotional PV for the official server.

The slums are officially open, and the new four-star character "Willis" appears - all we have is nothing.

The opening scene swept across low houses that were completely different from the civilian area, and the muddy ground covered with footprints after the rain, and then the perspective slowly froze on a wanted poster with only a corner stuck on it - the face of "Yun Shuo" was clearly on it, and the amount marked below was even more staggering.

With a strong gust of wind, the wanted poster rolled to the ground and was blown away by the wind.

The perspective gradually zooms out, allowing people to clearly see the adults and children shivering in the cold wind. They sit together, hugging each other tightly, and relying on a piece of tattered flannel to spend the increasingly cold winter days.

The wanted poster continued to roll forward, and finally stopped face down in a small puddle, and was stepped on by a long boot. The narration then began to speak, bringing everyone into Willis's childhood memories.

"The poverty I was born into has determined my fate for the rest of my life." As a child, Willis happily hid a few pieces of shriveled black bread in his arms. He was suddenly kicked to the ground with one foot, and his arms, which were so shriveled and thin that only bones and skin remained, were crushed hard.

Willis kept wailing in pain. Seeing that he was still protecting the bread in his arms, the other party increased his strength and kept crushing his hands on the soles of his feet.

"Just you? You deserve to live?" The other party unceremoniously snatched away the pieces of black bread that were so hard that they barely crumbed, then patted Willis's face contemptuously. "Remember, in the slums, people are also commodities, and their value must be determined."

The faces of those arrogant guys are blurry, but the pain left in their hearts is clear.

Willis, lying on the ground covered with wounds, quietly waited for his life to pass away.

“I used to think so too.”

An umbrella shielded Willis from the drizzling rain, and an elderly man's hand reached out to him.

"Not being hungry, reading, and... power!"

The scenes turned page by page, with a piece of black bread in front of Willis as he sat in a school in a civilian area. Finally, the perspective turned back to the pair of boots with the wanted poster on them.

Looking up, Willis, who had obviously matured, was standing alone on a high place, with a red cloth tied on his upper arm. Behind him, tens of thousands of followers, so numerous that it seemed as if there was no end in sight, also had such red cloths on their arms.

"I will follow you my whole life!" Willis placed his palm over his heart. "I will carry out everything you have given me!" But the gradually lowering tone finally condensed into the words, "I am you."

The screen suddenly went dark, leaving only one sentence: "Everything is going according to plan."

Chapter 33: The reason is so simple

[: Wow, has anyone seen the new PV? Such delicious food is only being served now. Are you looking down on me because I'm ugly? It's just money, take it!]

[: This name sounds familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere before. But judging by the situation, he seems to be the leader of ELO.]

[: That Yun Shuo is finally going offline. Damn, what a stupid NPC, here to kill players.]

[: This Willis trampled Yun Shuo's wanted poster into the ground, which seems to imply that he stepped on Yun Shuo to get to the top.]

[: It doesn't have to be ELO's commander, right? There's a "you" behind this Willis, and we don't know whose hand it is. Besides, there's no way to confirm that Yun Shuo is the commander, as the official has never confirmed it.]

[: But ELO isn't a good thing either. It's another whitewashing stunt of "saving Fengchen." Aren't you guys tired of it?]

【: These are all obtainable characters, so whitewashing is certain. 】

[: Forget about that. When will Yun Shuo's health bar be replenished? My sword is thirsty for energy! He killed me eighteen times!]

[: Daily Question: [Slums] is now open, can I kill Yun Shuo? ]

The system has long been accustomed to these comments calling for the killing of its own host. It's so funny. Anyway, it's the NPCs who are providing whitewashing value, and the players are already accustomed to being scolded.

My host has already become indifferent to life and death, and will fight if he doesn't obey. What can a weak, pitiful and helpless system like me do? I can't force him to whitewash himself!

[Host, the new PV is online, and you're being scolded again.] Routinely reporting external intelligence is the only valuable part of it to the host.

Yun Shuo was dealing with the bodies of the soldiers when the system spoke. He casually asked, "What's the content of the PV? Why am I always the one getting scolded? Could it be about me again?"

"Why are you being scolded? Don't you know what's going on?" The system taunted him before continuing, "Four-star character Willis has been released. The Slums are now open. Be careful when you go out. Players are already watching you, waiting for your health bar to show."

After rambling on about the "Yun Shuo killing players" incident for a while, it suddenly revealed a shocking piece of news: "Oh, it seems that Willis has abandoned you and gone solo. A bunch of people have red bandages tied around their arms, and it looks like they're getting ready to fight Ella."

"Ah?" Yun Shuo turned his head in confusion and looked at Yialos who was lying dead there. The other party was still immersed in his dream without knowing it, with a drop of suspicious liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth.

This guy doesn't look like a traitor. Is he going to push Willis into a fight so soon? No, it seems like Willis is the one pushing him into a fight.

After all, that kid's mind has been full of "Fighting! Cool!" for a long time. Later, when he was sent to school and learned a lot of knowledge, he still liked to play one-on-three with bare hands. He was not like him at all: carrying weapons with him, just shooting when encountering things, and there was no need to suffer superficial injuries.

Yun Shuo stuffed the blood thorns in his hands into Yialos's nostrils, "Hey, wake up, it's time to work."

When Yialos woke up slowly after sneezing, he saw that Yun Shuo's hands were covered with scarlet blood. Looking at the postures of the two, he realized that the blood on their hands came from their bodies. He rolled his eyes and prepared to go over.

There was no point in letting someone who had just woken up lie down again. Yun Shuo pinched the man's philtrum with his thumb and said, "What are you doing? Are you missing any limbs? What are you afraid of? You know you're afraid of blood, but you're a mechanical engineer and you're trying to imitate a human to carry out assassinations?"

"I'm not afraid of blood." Yialos turned his face away silently with a look of disgust. "You, a mechanic, also went on assassinations, didn't you?"

"Me? I was an assassin who switched to mechanics." Yun Shuo didn't bother him. After washing his hands, he asked, "What's your relationship with Saitaishi? Why would he ask you to assassinate someone?"

Yialos raised his limp hand and scratched his head sheepishly. "He bought weapons from me before, so we're kind of acquaintances... Ugh, why are my hands so disgusting?"

"You know your own blood is disgusting, too. Oh, and I stuffed you into a pig before, so you probably had some of the smell then." Yun Shuo continued nonchalantly, "Didn't you say no one wanted to buy it? I think you're quite popular."

"Tsk, after he bought it, he even asked the Mechanical God to consecrate it. How could I possibly sell it to him? When he heard me say no, he immediately said he wouldn't consecrate it. Ha, he treats me like a three-year-old child. Once the product is sold, I can't say anything about it anymore. I'm not selling it!"

Yun Shuo couldn't say anything to this stubborn and foolish kid who was determined to stick to his own path.

Yialos is very confident in his creations, even to the extent of "You can choose not to buy them, but you can't buy them and then defile them with other things", and he strictly prohibits any secondary creation of his creations.

"How did he contact you?"

"He sent someone to guard my old shop. He wanted to buy my weapons, but I said I didn't want to sell them. Then he asked me if I wanted to do assassination work, and I agreed."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple. Oh, and where's my gun?" Yialos rummaged around. "I made this new thing based on your gun. I'm telling you, you guys are really broke. Based on the principle of that gun, if you replace it with something better, its performance will immediately surpass most pistols."

Yun Shuo was speechless, because he was really poor, and the little money he saved was used to equip the organization. So he just handed the gun over, "Here, it's yours."

"Give me some suggestions, Commander. Maybe in the future, it will become the main gun of our ELO members." Yialos was very satisfied with his results and said proudly.

"Alright," Qiuchuideshui was immediately hit by Yun Shuo with a real word. "You can reload more often. Improve the frequency and speed of reloads to better target the enemy at a favorable distance. As an assassination, the accuracy is excellent, but to save costs, you can lower it a bit. You know where to hit the person instead of hitting him...."

"Stop, stop, stop," Yialos signaled surrender. "It hurts to hear that." He smacked his lips. "How about we rob two more nobles? I feel like this money isn't enough."

"Yalos, we're stalling for time, betting they won't make a desperate move so soon. Honestly, do you think we have a good chance of winning?"

"Great! Come on, with my weapons, aren't our chances of winning great enough? What, you also think those weapons blessed by the God of Machines are better than mine, right?"

Chapter 34: Everyone is equal

The gap in military strength between the ELO organization and those nobles is definitely not something that humans can resolve.