Chapter 194: It's not free

"Cute Rabbit" led the team to the outskirts, wielding a long knife, slashing

out the special effects of a flame explosion, a series of magic crit damage

popped up, and the monster was quickly smashed by the little loli.

"Wow!"

"Master Rabbit is amazing!"

"It deserves to be a raging fire."

Every cut of "Cute Rabbit" will be converted into magical crit damage. For

monsters with low magic resistance, it is basically a child with one cut, and

the monsters can be spawned very quickly.

"Rabbit Cute Food" enjoys the sense of worship that everyone brings, and as

the power is used more and more smoothly, she is gradually infatuated with

this powerful feeling.

It's just that the game is not as expected.

The commander of the Fourth Army of the Orange Star sent a private chat to

"Lovely Rabbit Food": "Lovely Rabbit Food, now players in the third main city

need to accept offline inspections. The way to play is temporarily closed.

Please return to the city to offline. Lest your character is attacked by wild

monsters."

In this "World" game, if the character cannot go offline normally, the

character body will stay in the game.

"I need a reason, Commander." "Cute Rabbit" frowned.

"The reason is that the order above is like this. I am only the executor, not

the person who made the question. If you want to ask, just ask the old men in

the Research Institute." The commander ruthlessly commanded.

"Cute Rabbit" fell into silence, and she had a hunch that if she listened to

the other party back to the city and offline, she would have no chance to play

next time.

In other words, this is the last use of the power bestowed by Ke.

But "Cute Rabbit" doesn't like this. She likes freedom and doesn't like being

restrained.

"It's not free." "Cute Rabbit" typed.

"Freedom is relative. As long as you are an Orange Star citizen, you have to

abide by laws and regulations. At present, you are involved in the possibility

of endangering national public security. You must accept a certain degree of

control, please understand." The commander said.

"This is not free." "Cute Rabbit" continued typing.

"Please understand our work, otherwise we will be physically disconnected."

The commander has already stated clearly, if you no longer listen to the

official arrangements.

"It's not free."

"Rabbit cute food" typed with red eyes, and his brain tumbled full of images

of sacrifice.

If there is no freedom, it will not be possible to preside over the sacrifice

ceremony in the future.

The next second, the system pops up a prompt that you have been disconnected.

"Cute Rabbit" opened his eyes and saw the words in the game compartment

indicating that your game permissions have been temporarily blocked, and

slapped the game compartment angrily.

Examples like this are happening all over the world.

The senior management of Orange Star dared to order the ban of those old

players, mainly because of the influx of new players, providing a lot of

resources for promotion.

If the number of players is large, leveling will naturally be quicker, and

those who are missing, I believe that at the speed of the players, they will

be made up soon.

Millions of players work hard in the game "World", the black ghosts secretly

observe, choose the right people, people with high spirituality as the seeds

of believers, and develop offline.

The players didn't know that the NPCs in the main city had been bewitched by

the black ghosts to become members of the Cthulhu believers. All players

inadvertently embarked on the path of becoming believers when doing tasks.

However, the black ghosts did not dare to act blatantly. Some ghosts had

already detected the abnormal changes in the third main city.

The group of believers had a concentrated disappearance accident, and the

ghost secretly speculated that it is possible that the gods behind them

noticed something was wrong and called the adventurer away.

"However, they have also sent a lot of newcomers." The black ghost lurked in

the Novice Village, looking at the new faces refreshed from time to time,

feeling very happy.

Having population means GPA.

Good-looking grade points can buy yourself a longer tormenting time, the more

tortured, the more refreshing, and the stronger.

The black ghosts like the feeling of being tortured very much. The torment

from Ke Zong is not only physical pressure, but also mentally comfortable, and

almost collapsed.

The thing that makes them feel wonderful is that they have a new harvest every

time they are left behind.

"They believe in the local indigenous people very much. I think we can let

some believers continue to plan the mission process for us and help us select

high-quality believer resources..." The black ghosts communicated in a low

voice, expressing their inner thoughts in their eyes and words. .

Mission process, this is a new vocabulary learned by the black ghosts when

dealing with adventurers. Although they do not understand why adventurers are

obsessed with mission processes, as long as they do their homework in this

direction, the increase in the number of believers is almost visible to the

naked eye. The rate of increase.

"The mission process is their cultural core. This is a cultural element unique

to them." A ghost boss commented that it is the most decadent of the black

ghosts, and it is also the most powerful.

The ghosts are proud of who has been stared at the longest. The longer they

stare at, the more powerful they are.

Unbeknownst to the new players, they stupidly follow the tasks issued by the

NPCs.

But they didn't know that the routes involved in the task process were

carefully arranged by the black ghost ~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Every corner and

every hidden point would put some hidden hints.

By giving hints to the soul step by step, players will unknowingly plant a

seed of believers named Cthulhu, which will grow into a towering tree over

time and become a firm belief in Cthulhuism. By.

The operation of the black ghost is also a suggestion from some think tank

players. Without the suggestions made by those think tanks, they would not be

able to do such a laborious operation on small details.

In normal times, you can tie people directly to the car and tie them to a

hidden place to confuse them.

But that method is too crude, and the probability of being discovered is

extremely high.

...

The game "World", within a 30-level land boundary.

A group of players gathered together, spread the space-time stone powder

evenly on the ground, and smeared it into a well-pointed magic circle.

The magic circle pointed towards Cthulhu, and in the middle was an artificial

water basin filled with clear and transparent water.

Players and believers lit candles, sprinkled spices, put on black robes, and

walked along the magic circle, whispering some mysterious and vagueness in

their mouths.

As the murmur progressed, a strange gust of wind gradually surged in the

forest.

The sky was dim, and mysterious power swept the mountains and forests, so that

everyone who participated in the sacrifice received the system prompt: "You

are affected by unknown existence!"

The believers looked at the system's new characters, and their chanting became

more enthusiastic.

Not long after, the system displayed another line of words: "Fear!"

On the other side, Lalaiye in the deep sea.

Kemon closed his scarlet eyes, questioned in his heart, and responded to the

call from afar.

"Who... is calling me?"