Chapter 67

The player fell to the ground, and a stream of light suddenly flew from the corpse into Dugu Fu's phone.

"You have successfully killed a player, progress: 1/10."

However, the stream of light seemed unnoticed by the surrounding crowd, who were all stunned by the player's death, with screams echoing around.

Some people curiously gathered from all sides, holding their phones high to see what was happening, but most of them bent over and vomited when they got close; some were so frightened that their legs turned weak, trembling and unable to move; others turned pale, covering their mouths and walking as far away as possible, leaving the bloody scene.

Dugu Fu, the innkeeper, and Guo Xingxing were among the last group, covering their faces and retreating in panic. Despite the noisy crowd, their voices could still be heard clearly through the phones and headphones.

"Dugu Fu, you mean we're acting like this to avoid arousing suspicion from the people around us?"

"Exactly."

Guo Xingxing asked again, "Then, when you let us in and we walked to the street, waved down a taxi, got in, and reported this place's name, and then just played with our phones, not looking or speaking, it was also for the same reason?"

"Exactly." Dugu Fu nodded. Suddenly entering a new world with a flood of information and countless clues, Guo Xingxing could still maintain such rationality, which was quite remarkable. "I told you, this is Ghost City. The people around us may look normal, but they are actually controlled by programs... It's a bit difficult to explain, come on, come inside, I have something to show you."

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"Can't find them? No clues? Impossible! That fat guy may look clumsy, but his mind is incredibly sharp. His deductions are mostly correct. Look again more carefully."

After a fruitless search, the group gradually became anxious.

Fangdang Buji was also helpless: "But there are no clues... Even the 110 emergency calls are monitored, and there are no reports of anyone in strange costumes walking on the streets? Not even a target with suspicious behavior or demeanor."

"Really no clues at all? Then perhaps... we can only start from the dead bodies."

The Death God Space is a killing game. You have to kill someone every hour to continue the game, but to pass, players must kill each other.

How do players kill each other?

Encountering each other like Dugu Fu and the player just now? The chances are extremely low! The most common method is to find clues about other players based on real-time news reports of deaths, and then track them down.

Of course, the more covert your method, the more ingenious the death, the less likely you are to be discovered, and the safer you are; conversely, the sharper your insight and the stronger your logical thinking, the more skilled you are at tracking, the easier it is to find other players and eliminate them without anyone noticing.

This is the Death God Space, a battlefield of pure intellect!

However... starting from the dead bodies is the simplest way to pass, but targeting specific individuals is not so clever.

"There are 1,679 online players and 920 active players, meaning there are at least nearly a thousand deaths every hour. Even if we hack into the main system and can monitor police intelligence..." Fangdang Buji, responsible for system hacking, scratched his head while looking at the virtual sandbox in front of him.

The 3D holographic projection sandbox was a miniature map of the Death God City. On the table-sized sandbox, there were countless red dots, each representing a place where a murder had occurred in the past hour. If the three people they were looking for didn't want to die, three of these cases must have been committed by them.

But which three are they?

Tracking down the clues sounds easy, but at least you need to know which clues to follow.

The group continued to argue in the chat channel.

Suddenly, Fangdang Buji spoke: "Hmm, 1,678, 919, one more death, the probability of hitting the right one just increased a bit." He said sarcastically, his gaze suddenly focusing on a new red dot that had just appeared on the sandbox.

This was most likely the scene of the player's death just now. But that wasn't the key; the key was the location of the death scene!

"Death Land Comic Con!" Fangdang Buji's eyes lit up. "I know why those three people are so well hidden! I know! Too cunning, too cunning!" He shouted excitedly.

"Coming right away!" In the bustling traffic, a patrol car suddenly made a sharp turn, sirens blaring, speeding in a certain direction.

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Comic Con Exhibition Hall.

Dugu Fu, the innkeeper, and Guo Xingxing were squeezed into a small room, sweating profusely. The room was filled with movement, panting, and screams... Even standing outside, one could feel the intense atmosphere inside.

"Did you understand everything?" Dugu Fu asked the two women, who were entranced, while operating the game. "This is called a game, completely different from the Go, chess, or drinking games you know."

As he spoke, he used a series of skills, taking down several monsters around him.

This was the trial game area of the comic con, where players could try out games for free. Most of these games existed in the real world. As mentioned before, the Death God Space is not much different from the real city.

"The characters we control are actually... Immortals. And we are the people we just talked to, or the monsters attacking us. Immortals are not truly immortal; the entities controlling them are not in our world. Even if you kill them, you only kill their avatars, which appear to be immortal."

"Look at the attribute interface carefully; this is the difference between the Immortals' avatars and us. They are just data. They won't die from critical hits, only from running out of health. But their health..." Dugu Fu operated the character, drank a health potion, and the health bar visibly recovered.

The innkeeper and Guo Xingxing looked at the screen, speechless. The shock they felt was probably even greater than Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

However, time was limited, and the opportunity was rare, so Dugu Fu had to cram all the information into them at once.

Suddenly, the sound of sirens blared outside.

The body at the entrance had already been dealt with. The ambulance came, found the person dead, and left; the police car came later, investigated for a while, and concluded it was an accident, then left.

This time, it was a new group, and the sound indicated several vehicles.

"Looks like they're here, that saves us the trouble." Dugu Fu sneered, adjusted his hat, tightened his belt, and pushed open the door to the game pod. "If you receive a text message, follow the plan."

"Okay, I understand." Guo Xingxing waved.

"Be careful." The innkeeper warned.