Chapter 191: Happy to help

When the appointed day arrived, the crowd assembled on the island.

Ahead of them was a black mass of people from different forces and with different abilities and player levels.

But the only thing that is consistent is the goal -

They all want to be free from the grip of the Advent world.

The players gathered in silence, waiting for the moment to come when it was theirs.

Even Xue Li, in Cheng Wenyi's arms, is wearing a small helmet and a custom-made waistcoat, all in the same blue colour as his eyes.

Xiao Lan looked to the crowd, "This is a battle with no compromise, and the consequences of failure must be known to all of you, so I ask one last time, are you ready?"

His gaze swept over the crowd and met a pair of eyes that were either excited or calm or determined, some with some apprehension, but no fear or flinching.

Their answer was obvious enough; from the moment they chose to board the island, they were prepared to bear the price of failure.

Xiao Lan nods at Luo.

Luo stepped forward and out of his hands flew a number of pitch-black fragments that flew rapidly apart and landed on the backs of the hands of everyone present, eventually transforming into a black mark that disappeared again in an instant.

"This is a marker that allows you to pass through the barriers of the playground, by relying on this marker you can temporarily gain the ability to move around the games at will." Luo explained the marker's ability, "Of course, anyone who tries to betray the group will be spotted immediately."

"Now that everyone is ready, ...... we'll begin." Luo's light golden eyes swept over the crowd before extending his hand into the void.

--

A long way from the island, on another deserted island, a group of indentured players are gathering.

Many contracted players have received quests issued by Advent Worlds and have begun to search for the two men in reality.

But the other side was slippery as hell, handling all traces cleanly, either by putting on layers of false identities, as if Russian nesting dolls had become elite.

The indentured players had to split up to find the clues.

It was only when they finally managed to turn up on some over-the-top Netflix live replay that they managed to find them.

Those who found the news immediately headed over there.

But when they managed to feel each other's place, there was only one house left.

That place is not a house, there are countless killing machines hidden in it, it is like a trap step by step.

Even contracted players are restricted in reality, and the one who went to scout was almost taken away in one wave.

But there was not the slightest useful clue in that house, it was simply a deliberate attempt to delay them.

Then they went to a lot of trouble, sneaking into the internal networks of a number of agencies and wasting many days before pinpointing their suspicions on the island.

But the island is even more of a fucking exaggeration.

Not only are there no approaching islands around, but there are also a number of undercurrents.

This is not to mention the fact that the waters around the area are all guarded and all traffic must be permitted.

It was clearly a case of, "I know you're looking for me, but do you dare to come up here?" The stance was arrogant to the extreme.

Some of them had the guts to get a yacht to go over and before they could get close enough, they were greeted with a barrage of torpedoes, not even trying to be polite.

The other indentured players are feeling tricky in the face of this situation.

They are indentured players, not supermen, and while the physically enhanced types might be able to try catching torpedoes with their faces, most of them can only say that I can't do it.

"These two are so outrageous, the security is so over the top."

"How the hell are we going to get up there? Do we have to swim?"

"You're on, huh? Who knows if they'll set something else in the water."

Pact players have debated this.

This is the downside of the Pacts, who have no unified leadership and simply follow the mission of the Advent world.

Naturally no one wants to be the cannon fodder that paves the way.

At this point, several good-sized boats came by.

A player on the bow of the lead ship reached out and waved at the players on the island, "Come up, we've hijacked a pirate crew, let them clear the way ahead and we'll take the opportunity to get to the island."

This witty manoeuvre was met with unanimous approval by the others.

In their eyes, it seemed that using other people to clear the way was no big deal, whether they were pirates or civilians, they were just ordinary people, not the same as people like them who had already made a contract.

They are already more advanced life forms, and are not of the same kind as these tiny ant-like creatures.

--

With the power of Luo, the players rush into the world of Advent.

It was then that they realised that the innumerable playgrounds were spread out across this space like glass balls suspended in the air, and that there seemed to be some subtle connection between them, linking them together.

Xiao Lan said, "All the playgrounds are here now, and the markings you have on you, before you enter, will help you sense the difficulty of the playgrounds. All you have to do is to disrupt the game as much as possible to create holes in the game and thus hold the juggernaut at bay."

He turned to the players, "Take care, everyone."

Cheng Wenyi took the lead and stepped forward, "You guys too."

With that, he led Mu Yang into a playground.

Qi Ning nodded at them and left alone.

Wu Ting ruffled her long curly hair, "See you later."

Wang Taidi waved goodbye to them, "See you later."

Wang Ke said, "Goodbye."

Having said that, the two brothers also left.

Wen Zhixian has built up Feng Cheng and as he moves with him he says to Xiao Lan, "Come on, Little Lanlan, Little Luo Luo."

Di Yifugui and Zhao Xiaohe said goodbye to Xiao Lan with a group of people in fancy trousers.

Di Yifugui: "Goodbye Brother Xiao, Brother Fei!"

Zhao Xiaohe: " Brother Xiao goodbye, Brother Fei goodbye."

Behind them, the fancy trousers: " Brother Xiao Brother Xiao, the world is invincible! The world is invincible!"

After that, the other players split up and rushed into the different playgrounds.

Some of them continued to travel alone, others formed groups as is their usual custom, and still others were outnumbered, hooting and hollering as if they were going to a group fight.

When everyone has left.

Xiao Lan looks at Luo: "Now it's our turn."

Luo smiled: "Come along, sir."

In the next instant, the two men also disappeared into the same place.

A large number of players stormed the various playgrounds, wreaking havoc with impunity.

The once exalted bosses are this time turned into prey.

They have left many playgrounds uncharacteristically vulnerable, and there is a gradual trend towards expansion.

There were some veteran players who had experienced the exploits of the previous Advent world and felt a sense of déjà vu in front of them.

It seems that something different and different is about to happen again.

What will this time ...... be?

The indentured players who remained in the Advent world were at a loss as to where to start when faced with a loophole that had appeared unawares.

Earlier, a large part of their group received a realistic mission and split up to look for two people, neither of whom has returned yet.

Only a very small percentage are asked to stay in the Advent world.

Now all of a sudden there are so many loopholes, but they are completely understaffed.

--

The real-life indentured players discussed their response and were preparing to rush to that mysterious island.

Suddenly someone in the crowd pointed to the island in the distance, "Look what's that thing?"

The crowd looked towards where his finger was pointing, only to find that a huge rift had appeared in mid-air at some point, and inside was a chaos, as if it had torn space apart.

"That's ......."

"What the hell did they get up to?"

"Is this as far as players can go?"

In the next instant, the huge chasm disappeared into thin air.

The Compact players were all subjected to the new mission almost at the same time -

[Back to the World of Aid Advent]

"What the hell is going on?"

"First they give us a task to find two people, then they tell us to go back when we're about to find them?"

"Has the Advent World gone mad?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, bad-mouthing the Advent world you want to die."

"Hiss..."

"Pretend I didn't say that and you didn't hear anything ......"

The indentured players instantly disappeared from the spot.

When the imprisoned pirates noticed no movement outside the door, they managed to open it, only to find that the strange group of men who had held them hostage were all gone.

They had less of everything on board except for the change of location.

Where could these people go in the middle of the ocean, next to an empty, deserted island, and without a boat?

The image is almost like meeting a ghost.

One pirate said, "Captain, we seem to have encountered a ghost ...... What should we do?"

Another pirate said, "Look guys, there's an island up ahead, should we go check it out?"

The captain said, "What the hell are you looking at? How many lives do you have on an island like this that just appeared out of nowhere? Why don't you just run!"

With that, the pirates turned around and sailed away. No matter what the business, those who are too curious always die faster.

--

Han Yan is a newcomer to the game.

But his luck was bad and the older player who led them had little ability and soon hung up.

Other players also panic in the ghostly chase and even set each other up, only to die faster.

Now, he seemed to be the only one left in the whole playground.

Han Yan runs desperately through the corridors.

This corridor looks like the kind commonly found outside companies, with the feel of a fancy office building, but looks particularly ghastly in the night.

Each open door seems to be the open mouth of a stern ghost.

He had no idea how long he had been running, but the corridor looked like it had no end.

Even if he finds the stairs, whether he goes up or down, he will end up back where he started, facing such a corridor.

"Hoo hoo ...... hoo ......" Han Yan was already exhausted from running, his feet were so heavy that he couldn't lift them anymore, as if every step was as hard as if he was stepping in a mud puddle.

Eventually he slipped and fell heavily on the hard ground.

Han Yan's foot was twisted so hard that it was extremely painful.

Before he could cry out in pain, his movements froze.

For just then, the sound of the high heels that made his head spin rang out.

"Ta-da..."

"Ta-da..."

"Ta-da..."

The voice echoed crisply down the corridor, sounding unhurried, like an elegant OL off duty.

Han Yan's face instantly went white, the last time he heard these footsteps, two of his teammates had died, their grim faces and grisly deaths still fresh in his mind.

He screamed in his mind, that female ghost ...... that female ghost she is coming ！！！！

Han Yan tried to get up and continue, but his injured leg wouldn't listen and he couldn't stand up.

Soon the sound of high heels came up behind him.

Without stopping, his feet came up to him again, bringing a bone-chilling coolness.

Then, it stopped in front of him.

Han Yan looks at the large red high heels that appear in view.

The shoes were beautiful, with a smooth, shallow, pointed toe, a thin wine glass heel and a textured leather upper, all of which indicated that the shoes were worth a great deal of money.

The legs in the shoes are also slim and long.

But the legs were ghastly white, stained with blood that had turned black and mud from who knows where.

Perhaps it was when ...... she was buried in the earth.

"Hee hee hee ...... hee hee ......"

The sound of the female ghost's laughter rang out just above him, and grew closer and closer.

Han Yan could smell the blood on her body and feel the touch of her cold, wet hair against his shoulder.

"Will you, stay with me?" The female ghost's voice exploded above his head, as if he could face the stiff, ghostly face if he lifted his head.

A cold, red nail-polished hand grasped his shoulder, the one with such force that it seemed to crush his bones.

"Ah..." Han Yan cried out, unable to hold back the fear of death any longer.

"Ah ----" was the female ghost's scream, the sound of which directly overpowered Han Yan's.

Then Han Yan saw the female ghost's feet fly backwards as if she had been struck by some powerful attack.

Han Yan was stunned, how could his voice have such power?

When did he learn the Buddhist lion's roar and why can't he remember it himself?

Could he be a hidden protagonist?

He looked up hesitantly, only to realise that two people were standing beside him at some point.

Both are taller than him and both are more handsome and more protagonist-like than him ......

But that's not the point.

These two seemed, well, stronger than the female ghost.

One of the men was carrying a blackened stick in his hand, and it should have been him who had just knocked the female ghost away.

They looked relaxed, as if this nightmare of a female ghost was worthless in their eyes.

But, where did these two come from?

Han Yan clearly remembers that there are no such people in the game.

And before, he had heard that old player say that in the newbie field, usually only one old player would come in.

"That ...... thanks ......," Han Yan thanked his rescuer out of courtesy, although he was a bit confused about the situation at hand.

"No need to be polite." After the man with the fair complexion and the stick finished with him, he lunged straight at the female ghost, with a stance that even looked a bit like a monster snatcher in a game.

Han Yan watched, dumbfounded, as the terrifying and invincible female ghost wailed under the other's stick, with none of her previous prowess in sight.

The howling sound was quite enough to make his head spin and he couldn't even tell who was the ghost.

Within a few strokes, the female ghost had gone up in smoke and the lights in the corridor returned to normal.

Han Yan didn't quite understand the situation at hand, but he was saved, right?

He was about to say thank you again, when the actions of his rescuer made his eyes widen.

Just see, his saviour swung his stick directly at the wall after he had finished with the female ghost.

The hard walls were like paper mache in his hands, turning into a crumbly mess without the slightest resistance.

Seeing him heading for the next wall with the stick, Han Yan said to the other man in the suit beside him, "Stop him! That's a load-bearing wall, if he smashes it, something will happen!"

But to my surprise the man in the suit just smiled and looked on and said, "Look how happy he is."

Han Yan: "......"

Are these two people not right in the head? I'm afraid I've just gotten rid of the ghosts and entered the lunatic's den.

Shit's going to end.

These two are, of course, Xiao Lan and Luo.

Xiao Lan is really happy now too, as every stick is a solid poverty value, and after the breakthrough he no longer has to be limited by whether the boss cares about this condition when he acquires poverty.

As soon as he has made the effort to demolish it, the playground will turn into poverty value to compensate him.

It is important to know that the playgrounds of the Advent world are under the control of the sovereign power.

He is now the equivalent of pulling the wool over the master's eyes to strengthen himself, and it is simply beautiful.

How can Xiao Lan not be happy when she is looking at her wildly rising poverty level?

In an instant, the whole man was transformed into a demolition machine in full swing.

Thanks to the efforts of Xiao Lan, the scene at this novice venue was soon dismantled in a disastrous manner.

Han Yan watched in despair as the world fell into ruins before him.

Feeling the corridor shake beneath his feet, he had a feeling that his little life might be on the line here.

Never in a million years did he end up dying not at the hands of a ghost, but at the hands of two inexplicable lunatics who demolished the building.

The haunted building collapses, the floor collapses beneath Han Yan's feet and his body plummets.

Han Yan's limbs flail futilely in the air, but he is unable to slow his descent at all.

He closed his eyes.

It's over, he hasn't paid back his ant money ...... eh? That doesn't seem too bad when you think about it?

Suddenly he felt his shirt being grabbed behind his back.

Han Yan looked back with a few moments of surprise to see the emotionless demolition machine smiling at him.

Xiao Lan grabbed Han Yan: "Don't panic."

With that, he led Han Yan around the plummeting building to lend a hand.

Despite carrying a big man, Xiao Lan moves as easily as if he were hopscotching on a flat surface.

Soon they were treading on the ground.

Xiao Lan puts Han Yan down and turns his head to admire his masterpiece.

As the saying goes, labour is most glorious.

It was all the fruit of labour, and every brick that fell from the ruins was tainted with his efforts.

With the collapse of the building and the disappearance of the female ghost, the sky over the playground suddenly split open to reveal a chaos within it, as if the sky had collapsed.

The gash grew larger and larger and later had spread to the ground.

Han Yan was still a bit out of breath when he heard his saviour say, "Go away."

Han Yan was confused, he wanted to leave, but where could he go?

The building had collapsed, the boss was dead, and he hadn't received a clearance prompt ...... Was he to wander around this empty, false city?

Xiao Lan reached out and pointed to a chasm spreading over not far away, "This one carries the scent of the real world, you can go back in if you go in."

Han Yan: "......"

He glanced at the suspicious chaos and then at Xiao Lan who seemed to be in a good mood.

He felt that these two men were trying to harm him, but he had no proof.

and is about to suffer an extermination crisis.

When he didn't move, Xiao Lan went up to him and "kindly" and "friendly" picked him up with one hand.

Xiao Lan said, "Sorry, we can't explain too much to you now as we are in a hurry, but it is safer if you go back to reality first."

Han Yan tensed up, "...... wait, big brother ...... I ......"

"Don't worry." Xiao Lan smiled at him and, to the other man's horrified gaze -

One shoved him into the chasm.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh ！！！！"

A scream came from the chasm, then faded away.

Xiao Lan was a bit confused: "What? Do new players feel pain when they cross the world barrier?"

Luo smiles: "He was probably too happy because he was able to go home."

Although in his heart he felt that there was a 90% chance that that was because he was frightened by his own husband's behaviour.

Today, too, was a day to be helpful.

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Think of a new title for Xiao Lan - The Demolition God of Poverty