Room Survival: I knew the clues behind the door in advance

Cruise ship banquet hall.

Countless branching crystal chandeliers illuminate the entire hall into daylight.

At this time, apart from the slightly drunken smell and melodious music in the air, everyone's eyes were fixed on the cardinal appearing in the center of the hall.

He looked like a middle-aged white man with deep-set eyes and slightly bald hair. He was wearing a red robe, which made him look a little paunchy.

The bishop smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass on the tray of the black-robed waiter beside him, raised his glass and said:

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, welcome to all of you. We are about to arrive at our final destination, the Holy Land on the Sea."

"There was a small commotion just now. Some bugs with no eyes boarded the cruise ship, but they have been wiped out by my men. Please rest assured."

"I know that the vast majority of guests came to this cruise ship with excitement and nervousness. After that war, most of the land turned into a terrifying and harsh wasteland. Humanity To thrive in a polluted environment, you have to endure great physical pain and a dangerous mutated environment.”

"Holy Land Island is the last pure land left by God for us. It is free from pollution and troubles. It will cure everyone's diseases and fulfill everyone's wishes. Perhaps until now, some of them still have doubts about Holy Land Island. , But no matter what thoughts you have at this moment, you will get the answers you deserve when you land on that sacred island."

"Then, I am here to congratulate you in advance on getting what you want. In the name of Michael, praise my great angel God!"

After speaking, the bishop drank the red liquid in the wine glass in one gulp.

After the bishop finished speaking, almost all the aborigines present had fanatical looks in their eyes, and they tightly held the tokens in their pockets.

They raised their glasses high, like singing hymns:

"Praise be to the great angel God!"

"Praise be to the great angel God!"

"Praise be to the great angel God!"

The wave of sound is like a sea tide, one wave higher than the other, stacked with passion and paranoia.

This scene made all the players present feel fearful, as if they had mistakenly entered a gathering of some kind of cult organization.

Aman couldn't help but take a step back, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and complained in a low voice: "What's going on? The players are still here, don't these cultists avoid it?"

Golden Lieyang narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer.

On the contrary, the monkey not far away stole the wine, happily drank the red wine, and shouted along with the wave: "Praise my great angel God!"

Seeing the two of them coming back, he staggered over and held onto Golden Lieyang's shoulders, "What the hell, buddy, why don't you shout together, in this atmosphere, if you don't scream, you won't be able to handle these delicious food and wine!"

When Aman saw this, he snorted coldly and shook off the monkey's hand to steal the wine. "Who wants to shout with these guys? Isn't this a fool?"

"Nono," Monkey stole the wine and shook his head at her with a playful smile, then leaned closer and whispered: "I am blending into the inside and getting along with the enemy. This can't make things smoother."

He patted his bulging pocket, and the sound of gold and silver colliding could be heard from inside.

"Little beauty, would you like me to help you get something?"

Aman was almost annoyed to death by this greasy man. Just when he was about to grab Bangbang by the collar and punch him twice, Golden Lieyang suddenly shook his head at the two of them and made a quiet gesture.

Aman let him go with a cold snort.

The voice of the fanatical believers has gradually stopped.

In the center of the hall, the cardinal's voice sounded again.

He changed the subject and mentioned another group of people on the cruise ship, "In addition, I know that there are many foreigners on the ship. Everyone has come from afar to gather together, hoping for a chance of survival. So, Holy Land Island It is also your paradise. If you can believe in my great God, your wishes will be fulfilled."

Hearing this, some of the players present were already wary, but others were skeptical.

But there are some daring players among them.

A tall male player stood up and said with a smile: "What a paradise, if I say I want to quit this game, can you help me achieve my wish?"

Another female player with wavy perms also stood up and said: "Yes, you said you believe in that angel god. If I want to survive successfully in the future dungeon world, can you help me?"

In the crowd, some players said disdainfully: "Why do you believe in angel gods? I think you are just bluffing. Hurry up to the island and let me complete the task. Go back as soon as possible. Don't waste time here and let me get a lot of radiation sickness." ”

Compared with other survival worlds, although radiation is everywhere here, it has been solved by the radiation medicines sold by those who got rich overnight. Even those mutant beasts and players who have experienced multiple copies have corresponding props to deal with it.

More importantly, the players boarded the cruise ship as distinguished guests, enjoying the food and wine. While drinking and drinking, it seemed that they had returned to a peaceful time, which caused some players to have misconceptions. The indigenous people here were complimenting them and praying for them. Watching them.

Even in this world, most of the players' missions are to rescue the indigenous people, which gives some people a sense of superiority, and they don't even pay attention to the so-called bishops and angels.

Of course, such people are only a handful.

Seeing the various reactions, the bishop smiled slightly, as if everything was in his reaction.

"certainly."

This light smile made the players even more frightened. Is this guy kidding?

At this moment, the task pop-up windows on the player's bracelet panel sounded one after another, as if everyone received a fixed voice message at the same time:

[Ding, the player has triggered the dungeon continuous task! ]

[Stage task: Find the true location of the sea holy land]

[Stage task reward: an S-level item]

[Task points: 30]

[Task progress: 3/4]

[Task reward has been put into the player's backpack! ]

Seeing the task pop-up window, everyone's eyes were a little unbelievable, and even a faint snicker,

"The third task is also completed?"

"There is even a task progress?"

"This is an S-level item? It's so easy to get it, I'm still a little unbelievable now."

"This is too simple, it feels like a dream!"

"Open the backpack and see what the S-level item is? I can't wait."

In an instant, the players in the banquet hall whispered and discussed.

Seeing this scene, the cardinal smiled again after a long absence, rubbed the gem ring on his thumb, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet for a moment. Please look to my right, the Holy Land Island is right in front of you!"