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Chapter 142 Desolate Hell
"Then... die."

Lightly provocative tone, heavy topic.

As a God's Chosen One, Ning Luo has a hundred years of experience and killer experience, and even killed a thug in reality, but he thinks he can't be so indifferent to life.

He is not a tool for killing, let alone a demented lunatic.

He doesn't shake his hands when he kills, but he knows the weight of every life and how much karma the killing will bring.

He believes that the lives of himself and his friends are far more important than outsiders, but he does not regard the lives of others as trivial.

But Bai Yang was too indifferent.

Ning Luo didn't follow Bai Yang's words, but changed the subject: "Uncle Bai is also here to compete?"

Bai Yang grinned and looked at Ning Luo, with a deep smile: "Brother Ning, you have good eyesight."

Ning Luo heard the word "eyesight" that was deliberately emphasized.

It probably refers not only to seeing through his identity, but also because he has seen through the pros and cons of two coins before.

Bai Yang is not an easy person!
Even more dangerous than anyone he had ever encountered before!
Of course, except Su Yao, who is not a human being.

The encounter with Bai Yang is obviously not a coincidence.

Although most of the players are not in a hurry to come to Xingang, but for the truly strong with ambition and outstanding mobility, it is undoubtedly the sooner the better.

And Ning Luo has been on the hot search, and his clothes are still the same, so he was easily recognized by Bai Yang.

But Ning Luo didn't notice Bai Yang's hostility.

I don't know if it's because of contempt, or because of his personality.

So Ning Luo didn't pay too much attention to it, and even thought about it, this might be a good opportunity to get information.

During the silent gap, the panel suddenly appeared.

【Current area】: Destiny Plaza, Xingang Station

[Basic chips]: 100000
[Additional chips]: Forced landing on a [-]-meter floating board
【Maximum multiplier limit】: 100 (excluding additional multiplier)

[Additional multiplier]: Ming card (×2)

[Map]: Desolate Hell World (Large)
[Dungeon]: Blood Plague

[Estimated duration]: 30 years

[Destiny limit]: 7

[Destiny Efficiency]: 83.3%
[Special rules]: The winning and losing conditions are different according to the selected camp
[Conditions for winning and losing (same place in the sea of ​​blood)]: Occupy more floating peaks in the sea of ​​blood

[Conditions for winning and losing (same on the plateau)]: rule more plateau tribes
[Conditions for winning and losing (both sides of the division)]: The faction wins the confrontation
[Additional modules]: bloody waves, bloody winds, high tides
[Lou Jinghai (Resurrection)]: Flood Blood (A), Dragonborn (A), Beastmaster (A), Iron Bones (B), Innate Divine Power (B), Blood Melting Treasure Body (B), Hunter (C) )

[Yan Ping (plain body)]: Demon Soul (A), Beast Master (A), Feng Shui Exploration (B), Favored by All (B), Beastmaster (B), Great Artisan (B), Beast Language (C)

[Countdown to time travel]: 60s
Ning Luo looked at the huge panel from a distance, showing horror.

[-] basic chips, the highest multiplier of [-]!

If this is a lore game, a full 2000 million will be gone in one fell swoop!
I drop mom.
Games are harmful!

Even Ning Luo, who has always flocked to the game, also felt that this bargaining chip was too much.

"However, Desolate Hell Realm."

When searching for information about Ye Chen in the car, Ning Luo caught a glimpse of an introduction, which said that the martial art used by Ye Chen was the Wanhua Blood Prison Code in the Desolate Prison Realm.

The editor greatly praised the strength of Wanhua Blood Prison Code, and finally blamed Ye Chen's failure on the inaccuracy of the cultivation method.

However, because the editor said that it was a pity that Ye Chen failed, the sensationalist fishing method made Ning Luo very disgusted, so he withdrew from the article and did not continue to understand it.

"If the Wanhua Blood Prison Code is really that strong, it can become a theoretical support for me to improve the Scarlet Training Blood Soul."

With this in mind, Ning Luo clicked on his personal terminal, trying to retrieve information related to the Desolate Prison Realm.

But this move was keenly captured by Bai Yang.

Bai Yang: "Why, are you not very familiar with the barren prison world?"

Ning Luo said frankly: "Well, indeed, I have only been to Chenyuan."

"Hey, are you really a newcomer? Don't you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?" Bai Yang looked a little surprised, he didn't give Ning Luo a chance to prove himself, and then chuckled, "If that's the case, then just ask me if you don't understand anything, anyway Both of us are waiting for someone, and we are also idle."

Ning Luo's eyes lit up: "Then, then I will be disrespectful, thank you Uncle Bai."

Regardless of Bai Yang's identity, there is no distinction between intelligence and knowledge.

So Ning Luo would not have any unnecessary worries.

The occasion of the conversation coincided with the preparation stage for time travel.

From Ning Luo's perspective, this should have been an opportunity for the traversers to talk to each other.

But neither Yan Ping nor Lou Jinghai wasted their words here.

The squirrel's younger brother handed Yan Ping a large bottle of cloudy sparkling water, which looked like a vitamin functional drink rich in nutrients and chemical ingredients.

On the other side, Lou Jinghai rolled up his sleeves, and a doctor wearing a bird's beak mask took out a needle and injected the medicine into Lou Jinghai's arm vein.

Ning Luo opened his mouth slightly, only feeling that this scene refreshed his cognition.

He turned his head and asked in doubt: "The matrix doesn't care about this kind of thing???"

Bai Yang seemed to be familiar with it, and spread his hands together: "It doesn't matter, it's not illegal, and the dosage of the compounds in it is within the range prescribed by law."

"The energy drinks that Yan Ping drank were low-end products, but a bottle would cost [-] yuan, which would allow the time traveler to maintain the best brainpower for time travel."

"And Lou Jinghai's injections are used to strengthen neurotransmitters, and can also play a stimulating role. Not only can it make him perform supernormally, but it can also allow him to retain some fragmentary memories like a transcendent."

"However. This injection, even if it is the cheapest gear, costs a million."

million?

Ning Luo glanced at his personal terminal, thinking, how could he control Yongcheng and win the championship, but the money he got was only enough for three injections?
And these three needles just mean three transcendent experience cards.

Ning Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.

He realized that the street fighting in Xingang seemed very different from Yongcheng.

Not only the difference in content, but also the difference in attitude.

The street fighting in Yongcheng is a normal game. Although they have a strong desire to win and lose, they have not deviated from the scope of the game after all.

As for Xingang
It's not just a game anymore.

This is fighting, this is war!
Ning Luo pondered for a moment, then whispered: "Is this kind of thing really worth it?"

"Let's see." The corners of Bai Yang's mouth rose, "Whether it's a stimulant drink or a nerve boosting injection, you can regard it as an investment. One million injections, but if you can win the game and earn 100 million, wouldn't it be Just pay back? How about earning tens of millions? Or from a capital perspective, this is just a cost investment.”

"It's nothing more than taking advantage of ordinary people's gambler psychology."

Bai Yang talked eloquently, as if talking about his field of expertise.

But it was interrupted by Ning Luo.

"No, what I mean is, they used needles, drugs, and forced landings on floating boards."

"Since you have no intention of winning the championship, what are you trying to do?"

Bai Yang stopped talking when he heard the words, his face became colder.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the sky.

The cascading overpasses and the fast-moving sky rails obscured the view, and even looking up from the ground, it was difficult to see even the raindrops on the sky.

Bai Yang's pupils were out of focus, his eyes were distracted, and there was a bit of lifeless resentment in his tone: "If you have lived in this city for a few years, maybe you will understand what they are asking for."

As soon as the voice fell, the countdown reset to zero!
Two beams of skylight descended from the sky!

The bodies of Yan Ping and Lou Jinghai disintegrated into countless tiny data cubes and disappeared without a trace.

The projected light curtain suddenly split into two halves.

Yet the reflected landscape takes on two distinct tones.

Half of the green hills are green, a thousand miles away.

Half of the sea of ​​blood is ups and downs, and a lone peak stands upright.

This is the wilderness.

(End of this chapter)