Infinite weird games

In the dead silence, Qiss suddenly sneered: "What are you thinking about? Who do you think you can attack with your current strength?"

"Even if you did use some means to control some unlucky guy, do you think Yang Yundong would let you go? According to my observation, he has a sense of justice and will not allow a harmful person to exist."

"What's more, you are not sure that what Axi wants to eat is human flesh. Isn't it ridiculous to take the risk only to find out that the initial assumption was wrong?"

Zhao Feng's mood was stirred up and down by Qisi's words. He was determined at one moment and discouraged at the other. He had lost his temper.

He scratched his messy hair irritably and asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"

"Aren't you a human being yourself?" Qisi asked with a smile.

These words are to the point, but the meaning conveyed is very clear. Whether to listen or not depends entirely on Zhao Feng's choice.

And Zhao Feng knew clearly that he had no choice.

If you attack other people, once they are discovered, they will become the target of public criticism; and waiting for Yang Yundong to find a solution will not quench your thirst...

In reality, he is a heavenly master and knows a lot of ways to deal with weird things. He cleared the first dungeon purely by force.

After he discovered that with his methods, he could even push through dungeons with Western backgrounds, he naturally chose to continue his old path and attack Ah Xi as soon as he saw him.

Who would have thought that the weird game does not talk about martial ethics and has a rule that "ghosts cannot be killed by forces outside the village"...

In the morning light, Qisi had a faint smile on his lips, waiting leisurely for Zhao Feng to make a decision.

Sadly, Zhao Feng did make an unexpected choice.

He gritted his teeth, held the blade in his right hand, and cut his left arm. Blood spattered, and a piece of flesh was cut off by him, falling to the ground along with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth, tore off a corner of his clothes, wrapped the wound on his left arm, then carefully picked up the flesh and blood that fell on the ground, and put it in his pocket.

After doing all this, he reluctantly tore off another small piece of cloth and slowly wiped the bloody blade.

I finally got a weapon-like prop. Although it is just a blade with no special effects, it would be false to say that I am not interested.

Who knows what will happen to future copies? Without a sharp thing nearby, it would be inconvenient to do anything.

Qisi saw Zhao Feng's actions in his eyes, and it was too obvious that he was perfunctory, and it was not difficult to guess the thoughts behind it.

He looked at the latter's rough fingers, and Yun Danfeng smiled softly: "You can keep this blade for now, and then return it to me when the copy is almost over."

How can there be such a good thing in the world? Zhao Feng was startled, then turned to look suspicious: "Aren't you afraid that I will take it and not return it to you?"

Qisi raised his fingers in a pretentious manner: "First of all, I'm actually a bit of a germophobe. To be honest, I don't really want the things you touched."

"Fuck you..." Zhao Feng couldn't help but cursed, but the rest of the words were choked hard in his throat.

Just listen to Qisi say slowly: "Secondly, I am a formal member of the Silas Guild. I believe that you will not be stupid enough to offend me for a blade with no special effects."

As a player who entered the dungeon for the second time, Zhao Feng naturally knew what the Xila Guild meant.

Those are the top three major guilds. They have been active since the advent of Weird Game, and have gathered thousands of senior players, and they all have a good reserve of props.

Moreover, many of those people are lunatics who kill everyone on sight, the kind who hold grudges and protect their shortcomings.

It turns out that "Chang Xu" is from the Xiela Guild? No wonder he could say those morally disregarded judgments with peace of mind, which was clearly an extension of the purpose of the Silas Guild; no wonder he looked like he was standing outside the crowd when he first entered the dungeon. In his eyes, other players were probably dead... …

Zhao Feng subconsciously began to recall everything that happened after entering the dungeon. The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became. He looked at Qisi with a look full of fear.

After clearing the first dungeon, I was accepted by the guild. Either I have good personal abilities, or I have an extremely deep background... I can't afford to mess with him!

"Finally, I want to convey goodwill to you through this act and express my intention to cooperate."

Qisi raised his hand and touched the lanyard of the necklace on the back of his neck. The [Rose Heart] prop on his chest exuded warm but not scorching heat, indicating that the effect of the prop was growing.

"Zhao Feng, you are ruthless and decisive enough. To be honest, I am very interested in you, and I believe our president is too. If the cooperation is pleasant, I will introduce you to you."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Feng's breathing quickened, and the joy in his eyes was hard to suppress.

He himself doesn't have much sense of morality. Although he has denounced the water experience of Xi La Guild in the forum, why doesn't he yearn for it deep down in his heart?

For a behemoth of this level to offer him an olive branch was something he could never even dream of doing.

As long as you can join Xila, you won't be isolated and helpless in future dungeons, and you can even act arbitrarily under the banner of the guild...

Everything was like a dream, Zhao Feng still couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but murmured: "You...are you really from Xila?"

Qi Si remained silent and put his hand into his shirt pocket without changing his expression. He took out a black ring engraved with a butterfly and threw it in front of Zhao Feng.

He got this ring from Liu Ajiu, and he kept it with him just in case. He didn't wear it because he was afraid that it would be matched with other Xi La members into a copy inexplicably.

At such times, this gadget comes in handy.

After seeing the ring, Zhao Feng no longer had any doubts about Chiss.

Only Xila has a complete set of technologies that can create props that can be brought into the dungeon.

The black ring is undoubtedly a product of Xila, and apart from joining the Xila Guild, the possibility of a newcomer getting a product of Xila from other channels is extremely slim.

It can't be the trophies captured from killing a member of the Xiela, right?

Now that the matter has come to this, Zhao Feng becomes less confident: "Brother Chang, why did you choose to cooperate with me? In the final analysis, I am a little bolder. I have seen more ghosts and monsters, and I have no dungeon experience at all..."

Then he saw the young man in front of him who claimed to be a member of Xiela looked disappointed, shook his head and sighed: "I thought that with your IQ, you should be able to figure it out."

"Last night at the first death point, Lu Keliang's indirect cause of death was a failure in the fight for divine meat. The zero-sum game nature of this dungeon has begun to take shape. You, Yang Yundong, and Allen all triggered the event of finding meat for NPCs. I believe there will only be more cases like this, and the amount of meat we need to give will only increase. ”

"The amount of flesh that can be cut off a person's body is limited. At the same time, the reduction in combat effectiveness caused by cutting flesh is also obvious to all. In the long run, new disputes will inevitably arise, and unlucky people will be selected as victims to meet the NPC's requirements."

"After all, sacrificing individual interests in exchange for the survival of the group is an established rule of the human group. The collective coerces the individual, and uses the future of the group to justify the atrocities in front of them, for the sake of so-called 'justice' and 'morality.'"

Zhao Feng subconsciously followed Qisi's words and thought about it. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

One of the reasons why he has always been timid and dare not blatantly make behavioral choices that go against universal values ​​is simply the fear of encountering moral kidnapping and being pushed out as a sacrifice by other players.

Qisi watched Zhao Feng's expression change from confusion to determination, and smiled calmly: "I can see that you and I are the same people. You are not the kind of person who will be coerced and deceived by illusory honors and praises, and who is willing to sacrifice himself to achieve the greater good. Most idiots."

"In the first three dungeons of the novice stage, everyone's strength is about the same. As long as we deal with the strongest ones and form an absolute numerical advantage, we can decide the life or death of anyone and formulate a new set of 'rules of sacrifice' "

"Yang Yundong and Allen have formed a solid camp, and I believe that they will not agree with my ideas. Therefore, the only one who can collude with me is you."

The evil spirit hiding in the world is covered in human skin, and the smile in his eyes is cold and sarcastic: "Of course, it seems that I am the only one who is willing to help you find a way to get through the Ashina Pass."