Global Game: Comes with Portable Store

v3 Chapter 37: deterioration

Remember [New] in a second! Su Changxing's face darkened, and he felt that he should have thought that there are no monks in this world, they are all players!

For players, it is true to find ways to improve their own strength.

The large and small forces formed in this way are just a way to keep warm, and then absorb nutrients from other people.

Su Changxing turned his head, looked sideways at the little monk, and said sinisterly, "If you don't want to die, you'd better not stop me."

If the other party really annoys him, even if it is the entire Queshan Temple, so what, the player cannot die here, but he can kill the player.

He was born to be invincible.

Condensed into a real killing intent, the little monk couldn't help being stunned: "Benefactor, you have killed too many people. Usually, killing fetuses like you can't go far. Joining us may save you."

"Mind, spirit, and soul are very important to a Extraordinary. Every day here, there are countless players who go crazy because they lose control, or simply die. Others can't kill you, but you can destroy yourself."

With a confident look on his face, he felt that he had Su Changxing under control, killing intent was useless most of the time, strength was the real thing.

Su Changxing stared at him, and laughed out loud: "You just want me to help you with a part-time job, why don't you just say it directly, and play tricks, and I don't have the time either."

"I'll just say it one last time, don't stop me."

He knew that if he killed the little monk here, the players in the entire Queshan Temple would probably become his enemies and hunt him down.

This is a matter of course, he not only killed the little monk, but also slapped Queshan Temple in the face.

But when things got to this point, he had no room to back down.

He continued to turn his head and walk backwards, and the pressure that followed did not decrease, and became heavier with his steps.

Push the nose to the face.

He didn't understand how much these old players looked down on new players, and they didn't treat them equally.

In this world, strength is real, and everything else is imaginary, and they can be resurrected after death, these players are even more unscrupulous in their actions.

Seeing Su Changxing suddenly stop, the little monk thought he had surrendered with a warm smile on his face, "The Buddha's words are indeed right, only sincerity can affect others."

bang~

There was a muffled gunshot.

The silver bullet pierced through his head and hit him squarely.

"Really, you are a ghost."

At this moment, Su Changxing had already appeared behind him, pointing a black and white sniper rifle at the back of his head.

The little monk came to his senses and shouted loudly, his whole body exuded a golden light.

Su Changxing only felt that his body became very heavy, and it was difficult to move even a little bit, and he was tightly restrained in place.

The little monk saw that Su Changxing, who was unable to move, was about to say something, but heard a gunshot again, was shot in the chest, flew out under the huge impact, and hit the red door of the temple.

When there was such a noise, the pilgrims who came to the temple just watched, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

When the monks in the temple ran out, Su Changxing had already run away, leaving only the dying little monk lying on the ground.

They saw a shocking scene, the little monk's skin festered at an exaggerated speed.

Seeing the brothers and sisters, the little monk quickly shouted: "Don't come here, this is a plague, it's terrible..."

But halfway through the speech, he had no strength. He just felt that his whole body was paralyzed, and even his spirit began to be paralyzed, and then he fell into a tired darkness.

Death is such an easy and perfunctory thing.

The other monks were also shocked when they saw it, "He is dead, Fang Yuan is dead, please ask the abbot to come and see."

The abbot wearing a red robe came out slowly, and when he saw the young monk's body, he was furious and hit the ground with his staff: "Has anyone seen who he is? He is really brave to dare to kill people in my Queshan Temple."

No one answered.

At that time, the little monk and Su Changxing were here, and the pilgrims just watched from a distance, and probably knew some rough features.

When things got to this point, they didn't find out that the little monk was really dead. They just thought it was a killing between players, a normal death, and they could still be bought.

So they didn't pursue Su Changxing immediately, and it would not be too late for them to seek revenge after the little monk was resurrected.

Su Changxing fled from Queshan Temple all the way, and confirmed that no one saw him during the process. He only felt that the little monk was also brainless and insisted on him going to offer incense.

This is a very troublesome thing. Just when I came here, I provoked a lot of people, and it was a group of monks with brain problems.

Then, he found a forest and rested for a while, to see if he could find a way to suppress the plague on his body.

His body and the plague seemed to be in a tugging balance. He was constantly gaining resistance to the plague. Logically speaking, he should be able to suppress the plague quickly.

But the plague seemed to be inspired by something, and it was growing continuously.

The plague left on his body is more terrifying than the source of the plague, not only has the effect of weakness, but also has the effect of paralysis and confusion.

When he found out that this was the case, he immediately felt a headache, and realized that his body was now a time bomb, and if he didn't get it right, the plague might turn him back.

"I have to find a way to improve my physique, otherwise I may not be able to survive the plague."

He took a deep breath and felt that he was walking on a single-plank bridge. Then he took out a chemical protective suit from his pocket galaxy and put it on to reduce the contagiousness of the plague.

Others wear protective clothing to protect themselves, but he is to protect others, which seems ridiculous.

However, the plague on his body has reached this point, and the chemical protective suit is useless. If they come into close contact, those who should be infected will still be infected.

He seems to be walking on a single-plank bridge now, and the group of monks may come to trouble him at any time.

There is another problem~lightnovelpub.net~ He found that the time he can stay here is limited, because he came through a temporary passage.

The time limit is ten days.

He doesn't want to advance within these ten days, as long as he can find a corresponding position.

Then, wearing this chemical protective suit, he swaggered towards the city wall.

His appearance has also completely changed compared to before, and I believe those monks will not recognize him at all when they see him again.

This kills two birds with one stone.

As soon as he walked to the main road, he saw two new players being blackmailed by an old player.

The reason why I recognized them as new players was because I had seen them before at Heaven's Gate.

However, those two rookie players were obviously also rebellious types, and they were unwilling to pay protection fees easily.

They also didn't know about the protection of new players. Instead, they took the initiative to attack under the instigation of old players. They were beaten black and blue, and finally paid the protection fee.