bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 360 The Secret Meeting
[Video: The failure to resist the invasion of Simeng was caused by a bug? 】

[Mechanism Discussion: Conjecture about the treatment method after the so-called high-level objects cannot be ridiculed]

On the board between the shepherds, these two posts have the most clicks and readings recently.

The time of posting was not recent. According to the date, it was the time when the foreign players in West Asia were driven by Gascon to fight with Simeng officers and soldiers in Bailan Mountain.

In the first post, the West Asian player who is a temporary trainer in West Asia has apparently recorded the fighting process of the Simeng in white on the "Patience Knight" battlefield, and more importantly, the moment when he is immune to ridicule.

The video, together with the No. 1 battle record provided by the player involved, clearly put the high-level target in the post.

Han Dongwen was holding the Xuanji plate, with an expression as if he owed money and asked for a credit report.

High level target?
Why am I a high-level target?Where am I tall?

He flipped through a few pages in a row and confirmed a vision in his mind.

This prompt, which I have never seen before in the game, is unique in the current game.

In the original game, since this kind of mocking spell was set as a "bluffing" blow, it would naturally fail sometimes.

For example, if facing an opponent that is too powerful, even if the player has used a taunting skill that is far more powerful on the surface, there is still no risk in the eyes of the powerful opponent. Then such a taunting spell is naturally Invalid.

It's not that no one has done this kind of thing, but in such a situation, the prompt you get will only be a simple miss.

"High-level objects, cannot be affected..."

Han Dongwen thought about this sentence, and soon had an idea in his mind.

It is also a recent content, and it is also a hint that has not been seen in the game before.

Is there any relationship between the high-level object and that strange god-level status bar?
Thinking about it carefully, no matter whether it is the officers and soldiers of the National Judiciary who searched for him all over the streets in Haizhou, or the other bodyguards in the arena of the Qimen Bodyguard Bureau, none of these people's status bar has the same mobile phone signal as the God's Rank mark.

Han Dongwen is still the only person he has ever seen with this status bar.

For players in West Asia, the NPC Gu Hanyang seen on the Bailan Mountain battlefield has always been debated as to whether it is a bug or a unique mechanism. Without the same type of NPC, it can only be a game setting mechanism.

"Fortunately, the version is divided, but it may only be a matter of time before the players figure out this matter..."

Han Dongwen scrolled up and down the forum page a little irritably. Since Tilda accepted the Catholic Church, Simeng players and West Asian players were in a state of incompatibility. With the mutual circulation of the two countries in the game, exchanges have become closer.

The Principality of West Asia under the control of Tilda is already an ally of Simeng. Whether it is commercial or military, there will be further communication. It is only a matter of time before the players involved will connect Gu Hanyang and Chi Hanyang.

He thought about it, and felt that it was not a bad thing.

From the actions of the No. [-] machine to the out-of-the-box National Security Department, what he has always wanted is to bypass the third department and directly communicate with other people, so that he can have his own power that is truly free from restraint.

"Then make Chi Hanyang's reputation even bigger, so that players from both countries can recognize the same person as soon as possible..."

"Snapped."

Han Dongwen was muttering his own thoughts, when a sound suddenly came from his side, he raised his head subconsciously, and Xiaohongdou had already picked up something from the ground.

"Why did it fall again? There's no wind here..." she muttered.

What fell on the ground was the wooden box that Tilda had sent. Xiao Hongdou carefully wiped the outer shell of the box, and was about to put it back on the shelf when Han Dongwen called out.

"Let me see."

The box was opened, but nothing changed inside, it was still the ancient silver cross lying quietly on the black flannel.

"I don't know what happened to this box tonight. It has fallen twice. There is obviously no wind..."

Xiao Hongdou looked at the things in the box with some worry, for fear of bumping into something.

Fortunately, the cross was apparently unscathed. Han Dongwen held it in his hand with a thoughtful expression.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke:
"Go and guard the gate. If something happens in a while, it's the same as last time, don't let anyone in."

Xiao Hongdou nodded immediately, turned around and walked towards the door of the bedroom. When she turned her head to look at His Highness anxiously, she realized that His Highness had stood up, put the Xuanji plate aside, and put the ancient silver cross pressed tightly to his chest.

What is His Highness going to do again?
Could it be the same as last time, so scary, almost...

She lightly clenched her sleeves tightly, leaning her back against the palace door nervously.

At least this time I was inside the palace gate, which was closer than last time.

A sudden light interrupted Xiao Hongdou's contemplation, she looked up abruptly, only to see that the place where His Highness was standing before had faintly changed into a silhouette of a person surrounded by pale light.

"temple……"

Xiao Hongdou's exclamation had just come out, and she suddenly realized that this scene was indescribably familiar.

It seems that the previous night when His Highness visited West Asia, he also disappeared suddenly, leaving behind such a human silhouette.

It's just that the light and shadow last time were like a shattered mirror, but this time, it's just a soft and warm aura.

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"You finally came."

A voice sounded in Han Dongwen's ears. He gently opened his eyes, and seeing the scene of nothingness and nothingness in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up:
"I knew that this cross and that Faceless Buddha are the same thing."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be verifying with the female voice that had just sounded.

Different from Huang Zigao's Seven Conscious Heart King Realm, everything here is not composed of sinking mist, but a piece of light that is like flocculents at the height of a person's calf, just like dry ice on a stage.

"That's a good idea."

The woman's voice replied, and then, the light on the ground slowly climbed up to each other, and finally condensed a human figure in front of Han Dongwen.

"Really good."

Han Dongwen nodded, and took a deep breath: "With Prince Gao's Seven Consciousness King Realm these few times, you can come up with such a thing that looks like a cat, Tilda, you are really a genius."

The human figure has condensed into the appearance of Tilda, and is standing in front of Han Dongwen at the moment.

Apart from them, there is no third person in this empty and boundless space.

"I still have a lot to learn from you," said Tilda.

What are you going to learn from me?
Han Dongwen muttered in his heart, looked up and looked around: "How are you going to harm me?"

Tilda was taken aback: "Hit you? Why do you say that?"

"You don't write documents for me because you don't want officials in Simeng to know how to communicate with me. You came to see me like Huang Zigao because you don't want Huangzigao to know how to communicate with me. That is to say, you want to communicate with me. I will say something important that neither Prince Gao nor my subordinates can know."

Han Dongwen spoke slowly, keeping his eyes fixed on Tilda: "It's dangerous for an emperor like me, who is so incompetent, to know such important things. Tell me, it's not harming me, what is it?"

Tilda was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "You can't trust your own people?"

Han Dongwen smiled: "They can't wait to eat me."

"Then you need protection."

Tilda's voice echoed in the empty space. After a tacit silence, Han Dongwen finally sighed and asked:
"Tell me first, what's the big deal you want to tell me?"

The image of Tilda in front of him hesitated for a long time, and slightly moved up the arms that had been casually wrapped around his chest, wrapping them around his shoulders.

"I may have found something important from Gascon's evidence left in the Catholic Church."

(End of this chapter)