Simulator: Global Myths Come

Chapter 142 The Good Voice of Mythology

Now that the simulator no longer deducts his mental strength, Cao Zheng has time to breathe again.

It would be perfect if an option could pop up at this time.

[You seem to have discovered something, it's time to make a judgment...]

【Option [-]: Go to the jury seat】

【Option [-]: Go to the box on the second floor】

"Nice, stop here first, let me think about it." Cao Zheng was completely relieved, and sat on the ground looking at the light curtain in front of him.

These points of mental strength really made me feel a little flustered.If he doesn't come up with a solution quickly, Cao Zheng feels that he will become an idiot in the simulation space ahead of time.

To be honest, it is a miracle that the simulator can give this option.In the box on the second floor and the judges' seats, his thoughts were suddenly opened.

"So...is it the audience or the judges who are scoring?"

Cao Zheng believed that it was the former, but he really couldn't stand this strange thing that reduced his spirit.Mental power will be deducted outside the box, who knows what kind of ghost it will become when it gets into this metal box.

This is the fate of not being familiar with the rules. Cao Zheng didn't know how to go back.

"Simulator? Give me some hints?"

Nothing happens in the simulator.

"Okay, okay, I've convinced you, I'll choose the first option and go to the comment section." Cao Zheng reluctantly made a compromise, this time the plot had to bite the bullet and follow the route planned by the simulator.

[You climb down the wall of the box on the second floor and come to the end of the auditorium. 】

【You pass by the empty seat, feeling a little cold in your body, and more chaotic voices come from your ears. 】

"It's fine if you don't lose your mental strength." Cao Zheng returned to his previous calmness. It was just a text adventure anyway.

[You come behind the judges' seat, the gorgeous seats in front of you are still empty.But your intuition tells you that some invisible creature is sitting on it. 】

[In front of you is the tall and gorgeous judging panel, you decided to show them some color...]

[Option [-]: Press the scoring button when teammates appear]

[Option [-]: Kick the judges' chairs]

[Option [-]: Chanting a wonderful little spell]

"What wonderful little spell? How can I know such a thing?" Cao Zheng looked helplessly at the simulated light curtain.

Although he knows that this option should be the most promising ending, things that are not under his control are always so uneasy.

"Simulator, I just hope that when I really face this option after a while, a wonderful little spell will suddenly appear in my mind." Said, Cao Zheng chose the third option.

[You recite the spell, the ceiling of the concert is suddenly lifted, and a huge yellow magic circle appears above the heads of all the audience. 】

[The huge suction burst out instantly, and groups of twisted creatures struggled to fly into it. 】

【You also feel a little unsteady, then decide...】

[Option [-]: Hugging the invisible judges tightly]

[Option [-]: Take advantage of the trend and enter the teleportation circle]

[Option [-]: Go to the private room on the second floor to hide]

Cao Zheng felt that it was not a good thing to be sent to the same place as the monsters by excluding the second option first.

And he himself remembered that there was this blue magic circle between his current location and the box on the second floor, and it was obviously a wrong decision to pass through the middle.

Therefore, the correct option should be to hug the judges!

"I'll choose one!" Cao Zheng said hastily.

【You hug the invisible judge tightly. 】

[You feel that the voice in your ears is louder, and various illusions begin to appear in front of your eyes, your brain becomes confused, and your body is colder than entering a cold storage. 】

【You can no longer hold on to anything, you spin upwards and fly into the teleportation array. 】

【you are dead】

[Simulation ends]

[Obtained: A spell to awaken a certain ancient god]

In an instant, Cao Zheng fell to the ground in a circle, and there were many incomprehensible knowledge in his mind, and he felt that he could only read one of the incantations.

It's as if some fucker suddenly stuffed a truckload of memory bread into his mouth.

Cao Zheng just wanted to experiment with the spell, but the strong sense of crisis made him shut up instantly.

He had a hunch that if he really recited this spell, something very bad might happen.

"Damn it, isn't this the little curse you said?" Cao Zheng stared angrily at the light curtain, always feeling like it was going to say a big thing like drizzle.

And the familiar options appeared in front of Cao Zheng again.

【Please select your matching object】

[Option [-]: Birdman with a sweet voice]

[Option [-]: An ordinary captain]

[Option [-]: Zombie Lolita with explosive IQ]

[Option [-]: Hot and cute saint]

[Option [-]: Accept System Matching]

"Choose one, can't I choose one?" Cao Zheng immediately seized this hard-won opportunity, and would never let go of this thigh that can sing, dance, and rap.

[You and Luan are assigned to the corresponding lounge, and you are the last group of players to play. 】

"Is it still the last group? Is this order of appearance predetermined, or did I just draw the same one twice by coincidence?" Cao Zheng analyzed unhurriedly.

This time the plot has just started, and I haven't started to make troubles yet, and I still have plenty of time to analyze the current situation. This is the advantage of being able to repeat the plot.

"Why don't you go out this time, let Luan play normally, and see what the final outcome is?" Cao Zheng pondered.

The main reason is that he feels that the monsters outside are too terrifying, and he may not be able to deal with them at this stage.Even if he got some wonderful little spell, he could only die together.

Cao Zheng felt that this performance would not be worse than last time, and Luan was a big star no matter what.

Although my professional ability...is a little bit poor, but as long as the two are combined together, they are an invincible team.

【Luan is very enthusiastic and will take you to rehearse carefully. 】

[Finally it's your turn to perform, and your door is opened. 】

[The door of the rehearsal room is opened, and the other side is the backstage of the stage. Luan begins the final test. 】

Cao Zheng scratched his head. He remembered that there should be a corridor behind the door, but now it leads directly to the backstage of the stage?

[The performance was very successful, and the audience shouted incomprehensibly. (At least it proves that they like it)]

[Sixteen groups of players were brought back to the stage, and you ranked second with a slight gap. 】

[A golden trophy slowly lowered from above the stage, and the audience fell silent instantly. 】

[The No. 1 group held the trophy in their hands, and a silver-white light shone from the trophy, connecting to the other fifteen groups of players. 】

[You feel very uncomfortable, and other players also make painful sounds. (Mental Power -1, Constitution -1, Charm -1)]

[The players holding the trophy showed a smug smile, closed their eyes and enjoyed what the trophy brought them. 】

"Fuck!"

Seeing that the personal attribute panel on the left began to drop down again, Cao Zheng was completely angry.

The No.1 reward is... stripping off other people's attributes?
"Rush over there and fuck him!" Cao Zheng knew he couldn't wait any longer, and their reward might be to drain himself dry.

[You rushed towards the champion, blocked by a protective shield, and the draw continued. (Mental Power -1, Constitution -1, Charm -1)]

"I wanted to give them some face, but I can't help it, let's recite the spell." Cao Zheng looked at his personal attributes with heartache, "When the labor and management get rid of you bastards, give me all the attributes you eat. Spit it out!"

[You recite the spell, the ceiling of the concert is suddenly lifted, and a huge yellow magic circle appears above the heads of all the audience. 】

[The huge suction burst out instantly, and groups of twisted creatures struggled to fly into it. 】

【You also feel a little unsteady, then decide...】

[Option [-]: Re-read the spell]

[Option [-]: Take advantage of the trend and enter the teleportation circle]

[Option [-]: Go to the background and hide]

It may be because my position is different from just now, and the options given by the simulator have also changed.

But in Cao Zheng's view, the most sensible option is still the first option.

Increasing the strength of the teleportation array may have the opportunity to suck the champion and the trophy into another space, and the light connected to him may disappear instantly.

As for [go to the backstage to hide], in Cao Zheng's view, it's just delaying his own death time, and there will be a lot of bad things at that time.

and so--

"I choose option two." Cao Zheng said seriously.

In his opinion, the ending this time is not perfect, and chanting the spell will not bring him any benefits.

It's better to reset the plot again and find an optimal route for yourself.

【You took Luan into the teleportation array and successfully returned to the real world. 】

[This Myth game event is over. 】

——Ending: The scheduled game——

【Score: C】

[Reward: The Fool's Gavel (White)]

[The simulator enters cooling...]

[Next deduction time: 12h]

With all kinds of unwillingness, Cao Zheng was invited out of the simulation space.When he sat on the sofa again, his head was a little dizzy.

"What's wrong with you? You look like a ghost whose body has been hollowed out." Ying Long happened to pass by the living room and asked after taking out a can of iced Coke from the refrigerator.

"Ugh, I'm a little dizzy." Cao Zheng felt dizzy, and couldn't even determine Yinglong's exact location.

It so happened that the clown also came out of the room.

Seeing Cao Zheng's pale face, she laughed unkindly, "Are you secretly rewarding yourself too much? Hahahaha, look at you now."

—— boom
Before the clown could finish speaking, a wooden stick was swung down from her head.Jiang Jinyi manipulated the robot to pass by the female clown as if nothing had happened, and threw the shattered wooden stick aside.

"Master, what's wrong with you? I feel a little bit less energetic, but I was fine just now." The robot scanned it with the infrared camera in its eye socket, and asked very unexpectedly.

The female clown got up from the ground, grinning and rubbing the big bag on the top of her head, and said casually: "What else can I do with this look. If you exclude a fight with the disgusting things in the American continent, the only thing left is to go to the succubus Street scrubbing is an option."

As she said that, the female clown took out a black thing from her pocket, "Here, Liuwei Dihuang Wan, it can relieve some pain after eating."

Cao Zheng looked helplessly at the weird meatball that smelled like traditional Chinese medicine, wishing to tear the female ugly's mouth into pieces.

If you really go to Succubus Street to take a bath, even if you lose some essence...cough cough.

"The Chou is right. I was put together by those North American creatures, and I lost some of my mental strength and physical fitness." Cao Zheng still stuffed the Chou's balls into his mouth, and the juice flowed into his stomach.

Needless to say, the feeling of dizziness has indeed eased.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The female clown was reluctant on the spot, "Are you really going to find yourself a step down? This space is so safe, find me a mysterious creature!"

Cao Zheng still didn't want to pay attention to her, and a huge wooden mace suddenly appeared in his hand.He swung it at the female ugly, and the mace slammed into her face in a circle.

- whoosh
The flying speed of the mace was not very fast, and the female clown proudly did a useless backflip on the ground, and firmly held the mace in her hand.

"Xiao Mian, you still dare to plot against me?" After finishing speaking, she looked down at the prop and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"The spoils of war." Cao Zheng stretched out his left middle finger and squirted into his mouth twice, until the grape juice appeared before he stopped in satisfaction.

"Trophy? It really smells like that area, but what does that prove?" The female clown held onto the white prop tightly.

She didn't even notice that her pupils were slowly dilated.

Yao Xin also heard the voice outside the door, and as soon as she walked out of her room humming, she saw a huge wooden mace whistling and swinging towards her face.

"What's the situation?" Yao Xin sat on the ground with a "plop", lucky to escape the blow that could knock out his own brain.

But her door frame was not so lucky, the wood fragments flew everywhere in an instant, and the mace was smashed directly into the wall.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The female clown let out a strange cry.

She gripped the mace tightly with both hands, intending to pull it out with all her strength.

But the angle at which the mace hit was completely different from the direction of her force, and she kicked her legs against the wall and kept her body parallel to the floor.While pulling out the radish vigorously, he yelled loudly while drooling.

Everyone's eyes gradually turned to Cao Zheng, and anyone could see that this was the trouble caused by Cao Zheng's strange props.

Cao Zheng was still snickering, seeing everyone looking at him, he quickly suppressed the gloating expression, "Ahem, look at me, she grabbed the big wooden stick by herself."

He also seemed to think that this was not very authentic, but the female ugly just handed him the small pill.

"Whoever you are going to separate her from the weapon will be fine, and be careful not to touch the wooden stick."

In the end, Ying Long breathed out, and the female clown rolled over and was stuck to the wall behind her, her pupils instantly returned to normal.

"Hiss, I have a headache, what happened just now?" the female ugly asked while rubbing her trigeminal nerve.

She didn't remember the ugly act just now.

All eyes fell on Cao Zheng again, while I was whistling guiltyly.

Yao Xin wanted to delete this memory the most.In the entire room, she is the youngest, will she become a punching bag for ugly women in a while?

"What is this?" Ying Long flew around the mallet in amazement, not daring to disarm such a wicked thing easily.

(End of this chapter)