After I became the infinite flow boss

At the same time, in addition to the Olympus Guild, other players of other large guilds who were plotted against also learned their lesson. As Juan'er said, they hid themselves secretly. They neither exposed their IP addresses in forums nor appeared in front of the public. They hid in relatively hidden underground headquarters in the plane.

In the chaos, the forces began to reorganize, and President Twilight became the leader of the old members of various large guilds without any surprise.

Huang Xiru of the round table was killed by Baibian in the chaos. Only half a day after the round table of seven people, He Sanbao was left dead, which made many people dumbfounded. If this was said in the tavern a day in advance, it would be regarded as a laughing stock by all players.

Their tomorrow has not yet arrived, and the accident directly sent people away. The absurdity of the infinite world has always been like this, but most of them have too low qualifications and have not yet understood it. Caution, low-key, and crisis awareness are the eternal themes of survival in the infinite world.

The sober ones who barely survived understood a little, so they quickly set a rule. No matter what happened in the outside world, they would not take action, and they could not even investigate the situation. They had to isolate themselves for at least three days before coming out to see the situation in the outside world.

"Our plane is definitely being targeted by a terrible thing." said the Twilight Chief of Staff who survived by chance.

"That's right," said the Twilight Union seriously, "He is definitely not something from this plane. Although we don't know what he is going to do at present, his purpose should not be to kill all the planes No. 49. I guess... it should be control."

"Control? What's the benefit of controlling us?"

"Compared to control, he is more like using us as backup food!"

"Humans are at most ants that can struggle a little bit in their eyes. Maybe they come to control our plane just for fun!"

"It's useless to talk about this now. I hope everyone can resist contacting the outside world. We'll see after these few days."

President Twilight said seriously.

His decision was almost correct.

Because they don't go out, the outside world can't find them. At the same time, because they don't log in to the forum, even Senluo can't find their location. They have indeed gained temporary safety in a way that is almost absolutely isolated.

Of course, this safety was also predicted in advance.

At 7:34 pm, on the 49th plane, after a day of intelligence operations and on-site guidance, the Grand Unified Union has already had enough foundation. Finally, around 8 o'clock, the original first poster who claimed to be in autistic thinking came forward and posted another post, announcing the various programs of the Grand Unified Union.

Article 1, all members are free, and the personal interests of members are superior to the interests of the union.

Article 2, the union has no discipline, and everything is promoted by the contract.

Article 3, the name of the union is Chengtian Union, and the union emblem is [Purple Flower of Heaven].

...

When these programs came out, the players were ecstatic.

"Wow, it's completely free! I love it so much!"

"Contract advancement, this idea is amazing, I always think that we players should play according to the contract, there is no need to join any big guild!"

"The guild name and logo are good, [Purple Sky Flower] is really good, elegant!"

"But this program seems to have no regulations, how can we be considered a guild?"

Just as this sentence was answered, the next step, the poster sent out a registration channel, "Click to register and join, the name of the guild will be displayed behind our ID business card, that's enough!"

"Good!"

"Simple enough, I like it"

"Alas! I also want to recommend the master of the Geno Guild to be the first honorary president!"

"Okay, but will this make the master unhappy?"

"Don't worry, the master said it's up to us!"

As he said, the online forum players clicked into the registration channel one by one, and the registration data kept soaring, reaching 30 million in a few minutes.

There is a very terrifying calculation here. It should be noted that the program is so simple, almost equal to nothing, what is the design? The answer is bait, a bait in the name of freedom.

So why is the registration method so simple? The answer is "convenience". People can easily click to join with just an impulse or an idea, without the trouble of the previous union interview and the test of strength. This contrast is a thinking trap for "people prefer convenience" and "most people will try new things".

Even if they think about whether there will be any risks in clicking in, they will not step into the trap so easily. But under the short-term information bombardment, most people with high emotions will have this thinking power.

What's more, the No. 49 plane has never had a historical precedent of clicking on a link to encounter a major event, and they can't break through their established thinking.

Seeing this scene, some sober people who were not completely hidden had mixed feelings, thinking that these people were really hopeless, so eager to give their heads to the mastermind behind the scenes. The mastermind behind the scenes is even more terrifying. In less than a day, he actually managed to cover the sky with one hand and deceive people.

And Sen Luo, who made this registration channel, had mixed feelings.

This registration channel is, of course, not an ordinary one. All players who click to register will be given a debuff of absolute mind control in the future. The principle of the Grand Unified Union is freedom? But once you join, you lose your freedom, and you will be a slave to the people behind the scenes no matter what.

Juan'er did everything she could. In contrast, Mo Sui, who was considered cruel by many people, was a moderate. Although Mo Sui thought of this approach, he hesitated and did not say it out loud. His previous failure in [Dark Blue Ghost City] was ultimately due to this reason. There was a line that he could not cross in his heart or in reality. In this sense, Juan'er helped Mo Sui.

"I really didn't expect that it was you behind it." Sen Luo said to Mo Sui.

Mo Sui smiled calmly and replied, "You know, but you are also helping us."

"... Indeed." Sen Luo's face was complicated.

"We are all working hard." When Mo Sui said this, everyone in the temple meeting room looked over, and their eyes intentionally or unintentionally looked in the direction of the silver gate. Mo Sui said again: "We are all working hard to dedicate the perfect victory to that person." He emphasized the word perfect.

The expressions of the people in the temple suddenly changed and became more solemn.

There will be a system notification when the level is cleared successfully, but they have no way of knowing whether the person is satisfied or not, because they can't contact him at all. To be honest, even now, they don't know what the person is thinking. Is taking over this plane just a game for him, or... a test for them?

They have no way to get any feedback... at all.

Even Oran, who has been in the white building since [Zombie Rising], is still puzzled by the "feedback".

However, after this incident, Oran decided to muster up the courage to ask the person... once, even if the consequences are unimaginable, but he has to... try.

Thinking about it, Oran was like an old monk in meditation, staring at the window, attracting many people's subtle gazes.

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On the side, Bei Heng, who had just confirmed some plane situations, took another look at the meeting room next door.

He has always known the specific process of their planning. The people in the temple are under the surveillance of Zuo Tong, and Zuo Tong is also his eyes. Of course, he knows their combat strategy and the various details of execution. To be honest, he knows that their insight is correct. Even if it has not been implemented, he roughly knows that it will be realized.

However, although the result of the battle was beneficial to him, as he had expected, Bei Heng suddenly found that he was not very satisfied when he saw the situation of the players below the plane.

It was obviously something that would be disadvantageous to him, but he hoped that the players in the plane would do something unexpected to him and show... a special side, not such chaos, blindness, evil, mutual slander, and self-destruction... but a better and more orderly side...

But after watching for so long, they are still almost disorderly, and no one wants to take on the overall situation of the virtual plane. His expectations seem to be disappointed.

No, Bei Heng reflected again, it seems that this is not his expectation, but the expectation of [Zhou Hengshan].

Then what do I want to see.

Is it the good order that [Zhou Hengshan] desires? Or... chaos above it, even □□? Or... fun that is different from the past? Or is it the meaningless and empty appearance of human beings in extreme chaos?

Or is it all of the above?

"..." No, I just wanted to take advantage of the situation at the beginning, so that I could guard the dungeon, didn't I?

What kind of thought is this? Is he really expecting something? Bei Heng frowned, but after thinking deeply, he felt that he was not expecting anything. Everything at the moment was just the result of today's battle.

Of course, being able to complete all this in advance is also thanks to the Sartre from the future. Perhaps taking this plane is actually a certainty, and the arrival of the future people just accelerated it.

At this time, Bei Heng suddenly remembered the welcome that the future Sartre said.

"It should be just talk, like a parting gift." Bei Heng shook his head. He didn't seem to notice that he still had the same low expectations for people as before, and this low expectation could even cover up the general sense of reason.

Now there is just a little time, rest or do the next homework.

At 10:45 p.m. in the plane time, 75% of the players in the forum clicked to sign up for the Grand Unification Union. Most of them were new players, that is, players who had not played the game for more than ten years. Most of the other players who did not sign up were those who felt that it didn't matter whether they signed up or not. Some of them were former guild players, and a few were sober players.

Next, as long as the bottom layer was used to counter the middle and top layers, supplemented by powerful assassination methods, everything could be carried out smoothly. This matter should be handed over to Xu Zhengyi and it should have a good result. In other words, they really completed the control of the No. 49 plane within one day.

Bei Heng thought of his sudden idea a day ago, and compared it with today's results, it felt a bit incredible. However, after reviewing it, he did summarize some fatal problems of the player's game.

The lack of the top leader, the various guilds acting on their own, the short-sightedness of a large number of casual players, and the information maze of the forum. There are so many problems. If people from the outer plane really attack, they may also be defeated.

In any case, this situation has taught Bei Heng a lot, such as Mo Sui's all-round insight before the start of the battle and Juan'er's full-network intelligence control thinking. What I saw in the live broadcast room before was really different from what I saw with my own eyes. When it was implemented in real time, the layers seemed richer.

As expected, using chess pieces can solve many problems efficiently.

"However, there may be stronger players outside in the future, and they need to become stronger."

Bei Heng just saw some enemies in the outer plane in the memory of a player who had accidentally been to the outer plane.

The players outside are stronger than what Orlan said before, of course, it is also possible that they suddenly became stronger in a few years that Orlan did not know.

Bei Heng thought about this matter, and then looked at Zuo Tong by the desk.

Zuo Tong seemed to be thinking while he was thinking, although he did not know what Zuo Tong was thinking. Zuo Tong was quite different from the innocent glutinous rice balls and the beautiful blue butterfly, and was quite intelligent. Of course, it is also possible that Zuo Tong was just in a daze.

Zuo Tong noticed that Bei Heng was looking at him, turned his head and looked at Bei Heng, and he seemed to know Bei Heng's thoughts and made a "yes" gesture.

He can see the outer plane.

Then, Zuo Tong thought about it, and then set up a camera, and then a picture appeared in front of the desk, with the number 48 plane marked in the upper right corner, which was exactly next to the number 49 plane.

In the picture, several humans are near the crater. The volcano is erupting and pouring out lava. These humans are not afraid of lava and high temperature. They walk in the air, aiming directly at the crater, as if they want to take some treasure in the crater.

They look very strong, and every piece of equipment on their bodies seems to be a god-level prop.

Something seems to have changed in the No. 48 plane, causing the entire plane to be transformed into a game copy. They should be playing a game.

Bei Heng thought.

At this moment, one of the players seemed to sense the sight behind him, frowned, turned to look at the camera, and then burst out with extraordinary pressure, as if intimidating. Just looking at his external performance, it can be roughly inferred that his martial arts should be at the level of the Seven People of Olympus, or even stronger. But even so, this player seems to be just ordinary in the No. 48 plane.

Several other players were watching, with indifference on their faces.

After the player burst out with pressure, his face became even more angry, as if he hated being observed. He also drew out the double swords with the effect of cutting space, and [Super Speed] suddenly burst out, rushing towards the camera setting with great momentum.

"You——"

If he hits it, this camera may be destroyed. However, this human is too weak.

The next moment, the player who rushed to the camera used himself as the center of the circle, and rotated at super high speed, with his limbs folded into his body. The whole skeleton of the person was twisted, and the body also showed visible wrinkles, and was twisted completely out of human form.

In the eyes of several players watching, it was a powerful force that suddenly appeared in the void that directly twisted a strong man to death on the spot. The body was twisted like a candy wrapper twisted by a child, and blood was flowing, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of bloody sugar coating.

Damn, run!

Several players immediately took a breath of cold air, and then ran away instantly.

The camera was still in the same place.

Bei Heng killed the player on the opposite side with the power of glutinous rice balls before he finished speaking. Zuo Tong seemed to have this plan. Perhaps to Him, most humans were not worthy of being noticed, because they were too insignificant and not even worth destroying.

To be honest, Bei Heng did not have much patience for humans who could be seen through at a glance, and he might even feel that thinking was a waste of time.

"Let's see here first, they are not that important yet." Bei Heng said to Zuo Tong.

Zuo Tong nodded, and when he looked at Bei Heng, his eyes were very gentle. He took the initiative to come over and let Bei Heng hold Him.

Bei Heng held Him on the chair next to him, and He sat there flipping through a book.

Blue Butterfly and Nuomituan stared blankly for a few seconds, and soon ran over to play a prank on Zuo Tong.

It seems that this time... is also good, Bei Heng thought about it.

Two hours later, the guidance work in the temple meeting room was basically completed, and the only thing left was the specific implementation, which means that they can finally go back and rest.

As the leader of the meeting, Mo Sui reported this situation soon.

A few seconds later, Bei Heng quickly responded and agreed to let them leave. Words appeared on the silver door.

However, Oran, who had been frowning and thinking hard, realized that they were about to leave the meeting room. He walked towards the silver door in a panic, looking like he had something to say, and was sweating all over.

Juan'er noticed his unusual movements and turned back to look at Oran.

Oran actually said this to the silver door.

"I, I have something to ask you."

Juan'er froze, her eyes seemed to say, Oran, you dare.

Oran, this guy, really asked! He actually dared to ask! Cui Zhenghua on the side widened his eyes.

A trace of surprise flashed in Baibian's eyes.

Mo Sui even got stuck in his train of thought. Hey, brother Oran, I admire your courage, but is this time really right? !

Everyone in the meeting room focused their eyes on Oran.

As the first player to come to the Divine Realm, is it possible for Oran to get a reply? Almost everyone was on tenterhooks.