Chapter 125 The White Crowned King

It was not just KP who intentionally blocked their reactions or something else. Except for Ai Qing who suddenly raised her head, the others were still staring at the form on the table, holding the dice in their hands, without any reaction.

Ai Qing stared at the table and saw the blood that Yue Jun spit out when he left the stage. After a long time, she slowly raised her head: "Are they dead?"

"Don't think of me as evil, ma'am."

KP smiled and looked behind Ai Qing, "After all, I haven't set such harsh rules with others."

Ai Qing suddenly turned around and saw the two figures on the shabby sofa in the corner of the room. They were Yue Jun and his inspector. They were still alive.

But there is nothing left but life.

The pupils of his eyes no longer had the brilliance they once had, and they were dilated and dull. He just sat on the sofa sluggishly, motionless, saliva slowly dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The Walking Dead.

"Look, I said you are still alive, right?" KP smiled, "He just lost all his 'sanity'..."

"What's the difference between living like this and dying?"

"The difference is huge. Compared with the huge cost of losing one's life, it's just sacrificing some reason and losing some dignity. There is not even a soul collapse. Find a nursing home with better conditions and you can recover in about five or six years. come over.

I think the price I charge is quite merciful, right? "

KP glanced at Ai Qing's character card nonchalantly: "Compared to others, you need to worry about yourself more. After all, they just lost their minds when they died, and you..."

"Tsk."

Ai Qing made an unhappy sound, but said nothing more.

Just when KP was about to continue the game, his phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

"Um?"

He picked it up and looked at it, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, it seems that many viewers are dissatisfied with this way of playing ink..."

"Audience?" Ai Qing frowned.

"Didn't I say it?" KP smiled as if he had just remembered it: "This game is being broadcast live on the dark web border.

Now the worldwide attention has reached 30,000, and the number of paid viewers is about to exceed 3,000! What a joy! Ah, there's no need to worry, I've protected everyone's privacy for the time being...but the audience's opinions also need to be respected. "

He pondered for a moment, as if he was worrying about something. After a long time, he sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, let's update the version.

After all, my purpose is to allow you to better appreciate the fun of this story, rather than to discourage people with tedious numerical calculations and long rule books. "

He paused and showed his signature smile: "Then, in compliance with the needs of the audience. From now on, the game will omit all the cumbersome processes of point casting and determination, and hand it over to the 'Autonomous Probability Determination Terminal' for determination. , fully simulate reality!

Everything is to bring players and audiences the most realistic gaming experience! "

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and announced compassionately: "Everyone, the gentle tutorial level is about to end. Next, the game will enter the HARD difficulty.

Huai Shi fell asleep.

Huai Shi had a dream.

He could clearly feel that he was sinking into darkness and gradually falling downwards.

Pain, cold, hunger, loneliness, despair and numbness.

In this seemingly eternal darkness, countless thoughts emerged from my mind, as if I had been abandoned by the whole world, and I couldn't even find an inch of land where I could keep myself.

But in this desperate coldness, a gap seemed to open in the sky of the dark abyss.

From within, a divine light shines.

Like a ray of light from a lighthouse, it reflects the figure standing deeper in the darkness.

Huaishi couldn't see clearly that face, because the face was too handsome and solemn. Huaishi couldn't judge his age, because it seemed that the vicissitudes of the world and the innocence of a child existed at the same time. He couldn't even determine the gender of that person. Because that kind of pure beauty seems to have transcended the category of gender and entered the sacred realm.

Just on that solemn robe, there was a trace of blood that was extremely inconsistent, tarnishing this sacred place. Thus, he fell from paradise and fell into the abyss.

But no matter how deep the darkness is, it can't tarnish that pure white crown.

It was as if it had been made by pouring out all the light in the world, with endless majesty and violence adorning it like gems, stinging every pair of eyes that dared to look at it.

At that moment, Huai Shi saw the figure slowly raising his eyes, looking up at the infinite world from the abyss.

Then, darkness rolled in like a tide.

Countless hoarse voices overlapped in one place, turning into a deafening thunderous roar.

"Listen, this is the will of the White-crowned King; and be in awe, the majesty of this God on earth!" It's like the abyss is roaring: "The supreme will is declared here, you only need to listen; this is the decree of heaven. Lucky numbers, all you have to do is follow them!"

Immediately afterwards, everything came to a standstill.

It was as if the whole world was listening submissively to the words of that figure. Therefore, a low and soft voice sounded, and those calm words echoed in the abyss, stirring up a frenzy, just like the aftermath of the rotation of stars.

"Today, I will erect a monument in a deserted land."

The supreme White-Crown King gave a decree: "Losts who have never surrendered to adversity and still have a glimmer of hope for the future - if you still have the courage, prove your strength and talent and go to this new continent. Come here!

At that time, I will be waiting for you here together with this monument of rebellion. "

Looking in the eternal silence, the supreme king laughed and declared:

"——Our era is coming!"

At that moment, Huaishi woke up from her dream.

Drenched in sweat.

There was a dull pain in my head, and I just felt dark. Not only him, but all the inspectors suddenly began to gasp violently, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

There was a faint sound of dice, which forcibly deducted a little bit of the sanity of all players.

But what is frightening is that at the moment of waking up, the memory of the dream quickly blurs and dissipates, until finally, except for a few fragments in a trance, it is difficult to recall the entire dream.

Except Huaishi.

"The White-Crown King?" Ai Qing asked in disbelief: "Are you sure he calls himself the White-Crown King?"

Huai Shi read the records in the Book of Destiny again: "That's right, is he some important person?"

Ai Qing asked back: "Hundreds of years ago, she single-handedly started the Great Immigration Movement, and combined with the Inca lineage and other second-rate lineages, started from scratch and created one of the six largest American lineages today...the well-deserved 'natural enemy' , do you think he is a third-rate person?"

Huai Shi was stunned.

Immediately he shivered.

Really trembling.

Why would I be involved in such a big boss matter just for containing a fragment of the Philosopher's Stone?

After reacting, he finally knew who Ai Qing was talking about.

The first ever ‘Fallen Morning Star’.

The former manager of the Holy Spirit Lineage was said to be one of the fallen gods. In his most glorious period, he held an extremely powerful position and was even known as the Vice-President of Heaven!

Thousands of years ago, he was the real master of this world. Thousands of years later, the miracles and changes he created still have a profound impact on the world.

In terms of pure correction value, he alone can achieve more than 30%!

One-third of the world was turbulent and changed because of him, and became what it is today under his will.

Even the rise of the Astronomical Society was after him.

Compared with such a high-ranking boss who knows where he is, a newbie like him is simply nothing!

So why is he here?

It now appears that hundreds of years ago in 1620, the force that led Van Helsing and Parassus Serre into the same boat was his handiwork.

"No, all the passengers are probably his work."

Ai Qing covered her pain-relieving forehead and whispered almost like a moan: "It's 1620 now, Huai Shi... I should have thought of it earlier, I should have thought of it earlier."

"What comes to mind?"

She said no more and fell into silence, as if she was deep in thought.

Soon, Huai Shi heard a sharp scream coming from outside the door.

Then it turned into heartbroken cries.

"My Poppy...my Poppy...ahhhhh!!!"

The old woman cried hoarsely: "Who killed my Poppy! Who! Oh, God, I curse you! I curse you! Your soul will be sealed in the eternal winter of Siberia... Ah, my Poppy...my poor child...who on earth was so cruel to you..."

Huai Shi opened the door in shock and saw that many people in the corridor had already poked their heads out curiously and looked at the old woman who was kneeling in front of the steps and crying.

There was also the mangled corpse in her arms.

That's one...

"chicken?"

Huai Shi narrowed her eyes in disbelief.

It was indeed a chicken.

It was vaguely possible to tell that it was indeed a large and mighty rooster. If it stood up, it would probably be as big as a turkey.

But now it was dead, brutally disembowelled.

Huaishi could even tell based on Fan Helsing's experience that the chicken was bitten to death, disembowelled, and even its internal organs were eaten away.

"It's so miserable."

He couldn't help but murmur softly: "Did everyone stay up late last night to eat chicken on the whole ship?"

It seems to make sense.

Soon, a serious-looking Lao Xiao came over and said to him in a low voice: "Yue Jun is missing. Everyone will gather in my room later."

"He left the show and now he has become a retard." Ai Qing said in his mind: "Do you need me to describe to you in detail how he licked the saliva on the ground?"

Huai Shi was stunned, and then refused wildly.

"Then don't make any messy moves, Huai Shi." Ai Qing reminded: "Also, be careful with Lao Xiao."

"What's up with him?"

"He didn't do anything." Ai Qing said, "You have to be careful with anyone who tries to take the initiative at this time. To be precise, everyone."

For a moment, he had nothing to say.

In the silence, there was only the heart-rending cry of the old woman.

But soon, sharp screams came from the deck, and chaos suddenly spread.

Someone died.

To be precise, all the crew members were dead.

Ah, Kevin, it's so painful... Please give me your monthly ticket... And, this may be the only update today...