Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes hazily. Sunlight streamed in through the window, accompanied by a cacophony of noise.
It was noisy outside the window, but the living room was unusually quiet!
Why am I sleeping on the floor? Zhang Yuanqing stared at the ceiling, bewildered for a few seconds.
Then, he sprang up as if electrified, wondering, "What time is it? There's a match today! Why didn't Grandma wake me up? Doesn't she know her beloved grandson is unconscious on the floor?"
Zhang Yuanqing dove to the bedside, grabbed the phone from the nightstand, and was instantly shocked.
The time was 8:57 AM, Saturday. "Damn, I only have two minutes before entering the dungeon! It's Saturday today, no wonder Grandma didn't wake me. She knows I stay up late playing games..." Zhang Yuanqing tossed the phone aside and dashed out of the room at full speed, through the living room, and into the bathroom. Without a word, he pulled out Optimus Prime and unleashed a torrent.
Ah~ He looked up, a mixture of pain and pleasure on his face.
He could go without a Yin Corpse, but he had to use the toilet. He didn't want to cause a scandal by wetting himself during the tournament.
Hurry, hurry... Zhang Yuanqing concentrated his energy in his lower abdomen, forced out the last drops, then rushed out of the bathroom, back into the room, grabbed a small bottle of pills from the nightstand, and poured them into the pocket of his pajamas.
He kicked off his slippers, accurately slipped his feet into the running shoes his aunt had just bought (without tying the laces), rushed to the closet, opened the door, and placed his hand on the Yin Corpse's shoulder.
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Just in time, the system notification sounded in his ear:
[Ding, Zhao City map is opening. Entering Li Qing in 30 seconds. The Zhao City you are entering is "Final Battle," No. 7119.]
[Difficulty Level: S]
[Type: Multiplayer (Non-Death Type)] [Main Task: Eliminate all opponents] [Note: Items from outside Zhao City cannot be brought in.]
[Zhao City No. 7119 Introduction: This Li Qing is divided into three stages. Each stage will eliminate a certain number of players until a champion is determined.]
30 seconds of preparation time... Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the clothes hanging on the ergonomic chair, steeled himself, and decided that 30 seconds was not enough time to change clothes, so he endured it.
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So what if I'm wearing pajamas? A genius must be unconventional... he muttered to himself. Then, his eyes blurred:
His vision swirled like water.
The image went from blurry to clear. Zhang Yuanqing looked around. He was in a small conference room, about twenty square meters in size. In the center of the room was a long, brown table.
There were eight high-backed chairs around the table.
At this moment, there were eleven people at the table: eight contestants and three Yin Corpses.
Sun Miaomiao looked around, saying:
"Huh, why is it a conference room? Is the first stage in a conference room? If that's the case, it's not a martial battle, but a literary one?"
The others sized each other up, appearing calm on the surface but secretly wary.
After a brief silence, nothing happened, and there was no Li Qing notification. The conference room was filled with noise.
The atmosphere is so stiff... Sun Miaomiao looked around again, curiously asking:
"The official post on the forum said that our match would be projected onto the audience seats in the form of images. But there are no cameras here. I wonder what method the dungeon is using." "Huh? What images? I didn't even know..." Zhang Yuanqing, who hadn't had time to read the forum, kept his eyes down and remained silent.
Qing Songzi looked at Sun Miaomiao with a sweet smile, saying:
"Among the Lawful professions, Water Ghosts can create images. Among the Evil professions, it's Illusionists."
"Oh, oh!" Sun Miaomiao nodded.
She actually knew, but just wanted to start a conversation since it was a bit of a cold start.
At this moment, a group of official Way of the Extraordinary members were standing in the audience, watching the match on that day—the arena.
On the stage below was a round mirror the size of a washbasin. The edge of the mirror was wrapped in transparent crystal. The round mirror projected a light blue beam into the air, which spread out in the air to form the scene inside the conference room.
"The first stage is a conference room? I hate literary battles the most. Throwing the top eight contestants onto the stage for a big brawl would be so boring." "You crude Fire Master, that kind of battle is both meaningless and uninteresting. I'm looking forward to the conference room's plot."
"Hurry up and finish it. I can't wait to see the top eight contestants battle wits and courage. Look, why is Yuanshi Tianzun wearing pajamas? Did he oversleep?" The audience was noisy, with discussions rising and falling.
In a certain seat, a woman wearing a thin gauze dress looked at Yuanshi Tianzun in the image, smiling elegantly: "Good boy, he is Yuanshi Tianzun. What a handsome young man. If Mom were twenty years younger, she would call him 'Brother' all the time." Xie Lingxi smiled sweetly: "Mom, you can't call him 'Brother.' You're 37, your hairline is receding, and you're developing a belly. A father with a receding hairline and a beer belly is your best bet, don't you think, my dear mother."
Xie Lingxi said this not because her mother had sent Aunt Wang to steal her invitation, but because she truly thought her mother and father were a match made in heaven.
The woman, who looked more like a sister than a mother, chuckled, covering her mouth:
"Your father was comparable to an international superstar when he was young. Mom had your father at his best. Oh, right, I heard you pulled a lot of strings and spent a lot of money to get an invitation."
"Really, if you wanted to watch the match, you could have just told Mom. Mom wouldn't steal from her daughter."
Mother and daughter both smiled brightly, both appearing to be considerate of the other.
At this moment, Tianxia Guihuo pulled out a chair and sat down casually, laughing, "Eight chairs, one for each of us. Let's all sit down. Sitting down will trigger the mission, right?"
Yuanshi Tianzun?
He looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
The other six contestants looked over expressionlessly. Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly and casually pulled out a high-backed chair to sit down.
Seeing this, the others felt relieved and sat down as well. After Zhang Yuanqing sat down, he glanced at the seven contestants. Zhao Chenghuang, wearing black clothes and black pants, arrogantly seized the head seat at the conference table.
His face was cold and arrogant, as if that position was rightfully his.
To Yuan Tinghuang's left was Sun Miaomiao. This girl was beautiful, but what was truly admirable were her big, dark eyes.
They were lively and innocent, unforgettable at first sight.
Then there was Tianxia Guihuo. His features were delicate. He was less than thirty years old, wearing a black vest and loose black pants. He was soft and not reckless. His physique was weak, but not burly. His body proportions were excellent.
Yinchi was a pale, delicate young man. He was handsome, with all kinds of bracelets on his wrist. His hair was neatly styled, and he had silver earrings on his earlobes. He had the air of a pop musician.
Qing Songzi had regular features and an irritable temperament, somewhat like the Devil Eye Heavenly King—sunny and cheerful.
However, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that this person had been glancing at Sun Miaomiao several times.
After taking their seats, no one spoke. The atmosphere was a bit tense. This was their first time entering an S-level dungeon.
Lingjing, who had distinctive features but an air of nobility, sized Zhang Yuanqing up and down, saying, "Yuanshi, why are you wearing pajamas? Did you oversleep?"
Why are you staring at my pajamas? The angle of a gossip enthusiast is indeed different from others... Zhang Yuanqing chuckled, "Why not wear pajamas? To me,
An S-level dungeon is as simple as eating and drinking. After the match,
I plan to go back to sleep."
Lingjing was stunned, praising, "You're really confident."
He's so confident... The contestants tensed up, secretly vigilant.
At this moment, the Zhao City notification sounded in everyone's ears.
[Ding, players are in position. Please listen carefully to the following: Professor Li of Beijing University was tragically murdered yesterday. The suspect is a friend who came to visit Beijing. After the incident, the security officers who received the report quickly arrived and apprehended the suspect.]
[The Security Bureau has entrusted the detective team to handle this case. Today, the detective team intends to execute the suspect to give the deceased justice.]
[Please select one suspect from among you eight players through a voting process and execute him. If a suspect is not voted within ten minutes, all players will be deducted 10 points.]
[After the suspect is voted, the Zhao City scene will officially begin. The suspect can prove his innocence in the scene and clear his name, successfully earning 30 points and winning directly. [Executing the suspect earns the detective team 10 points, otherwise, 10 points will be deducted.]
[Note 1: Each player's initial points - 20 points. If the score reaches zero, they will be eliminated.]
[Note 2: The player with the highest score before the Final Battle will receive a powerful item (cannot be taken out of Zhao City).]
Listening to the Zhao City notification in their ears, the eight players around the conference table's expressions changed slightly.
The same voice also rang in the ears of the audience outside the arena.
"Huh, the dungeon notification is here. Tianxia Guihuo's mind works quickly. He immediately judged that the mission would only be triggered when all eight players were seated... Holy crap, what did I hear? Publicly voting out a player as a suspect? Is this a one-on-seven situation? A bit exciting!" "Although there is a chance to prove innocence after entering the scene, being publicly voted as a suspect is basically like starting in hell. Yuan Tinghuang is done for. If I were anyone else, I would vote him out directly."
"Haha, Yuan Tinghuang's face is so ugly. Interesting, so interesting."
Not only the players in the arena, but also the audience in the seats were stunned, then erupted into a tidal wave of noise.
Compared to directly starting a war, this kind of battle of wits was more interesting. The players would compete in both force and intelligence.
The level of mediocrity would be incomparable. The audience's enthusiasm soared instantly.
[Voting begins!]
In the players' view, a dialog box popped up, listing eight IDs, corresponding to the eight players in front of the conference table.
The conference room fell into a brief silence. The eight players looked at the dialog box in front of them, none of them spoke, all of them had their own thoughts.
Who made this rule? It's a bit poisonous... Li Qing stared at the players' faces, his mind racing: "Whoever is selected as the suspect is equivalent
This is a rule aimed at the strongest, either the strongest in force, or the strongest in strategy. They will definitely seize the opportunity to vote the strongest person as the suspect."
"If nothing unexpected happens, the suspect will be chosen between me and Yuan Tinghuang."
He was very aware of this.
My heart has already left in the vast sea of people
"Yuan Tinghuang and Sun Miaomiao are from the Taiyi Sect, they won't vote for Zhao Chenghuang. Among the remaining four, the Land God is relatively kind to me, he will definitely follow my vote. Qing Songzi, Tianxia Guihuo, and Yinchi's attitudes are unclear, I have to find a way to win them over."
Zhang Yuanqing and Zhao Chenghuang said almost simultaneously, "Everyone follow me and vote for Zhao Chenghuang (Yuanshi Tianzun)." Their eyes met in the air, and sparks seemed to fly.
The six players did not speak, remaining silent. Their expressions were calm, without panic or seriousness. They had obviously also figured out the target group of this rule.
Tianxia Guihuo chuckled, "Why don't you two say something to campaign for each other?"
Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice:
"Everyone is clear about Zhao Chenghuang's strength. Eliminating him in this way is beneficial to everyone. None of you have the confidence to defeat him, right? As for me, I am a newbie. Everyone here is a big brother. In terms of strength, I am not an outstanding one." As he said this, he raised his hand and clicked on Zhao Chenghuang's name.
The Land God, wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, said with a smile, "I vote for Zhao Chenghuang." He raised his hand and tapped in the air, casting his vote for Zhao Chenghuang. Zhao Chenghuang, unhurriedly, first cast his vote for Yuanshi Tianzun, then raised his chin and said lightly, "This is an S-level dungeon. You know in your hearts who the biggest threat is." Sun Miaomiao followed suit and raised her hand to vote: "I vote for Yuanshi Tianzun."
Two to two, a tie.
Seeing this, Yuan Ting could only look at Zhang Yuanqing apologetically and raised his hand to say, "I vote for Yuanshi Tianzun."
He couldn't vote for Zhao Chenghuang, who came from the same sect. Two to three, I'm behind... Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly looked at Yinchi and the other three, saying, "Although our Five Elements Alliance has five people and the Taiyi Sect only has three, that's not the whole story. Each of them has a Yang Corpse, which is equivalent to six people, not to mention their Spirit Servants. It's beneficial for us to eliminate the strongest one now." He had no relationship with these three, so he was very good
He was creating a conflict between the Five Elements Alliance and the Taiyi Sect, telling
Twenty eight
We are an organization.
Qing Songzi's gaze wandered between the two for a moment, and he smiled and said,
"I vote for Yuan Tinghuang. Although I don't want to deny it, this guy is indeed so strong that he makes me despair. If we can get rid of him in the first stage, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief." The vote was tied again.
Everyone immediately turned their attention to Tianxia Guihuo and, Their choices determined who would be the suspect, and the suspect was likely to be the first to be eliminated.
Yinchi showed a firm look. He needed to consider who was the biggest threat.
As long as one of them voted for Yuan Tinghuang, the other would definitely follow suit. No one wanted a tie... Zhang Yuanqing urged, "The Taiyi Sect has three people, and the night is strong. No need to put him, vote for Yuan Tinghuang.
"I vote for Yuanshi Tianzun!?
The conference room was silent, and everyone looked at Tianxia Guihuo in astonishment.
Vote for me? Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed. He never expected that Tianxia Guihuo, as a member of the Five Elements Alliance, would vote for him.
Tianxia Guihuo shrugged and gave his reason: "From the content of this stage, we can analyze that the level dungeon will not purely compete in force. That is to say, Yuan Tinghuang's advantage will be reduced, while Yuanshi Tianzun's advantage will be expanded." The Land God said in a deep voice, "Even so, you don't need to choose Yuanshi Tianzun." Tianxia Guihuo shook his head:
"No, Old Man, you're wrong. Remember the note? The player with the highest points can get a strong weapon. I'm good at strategy, if the person who stays is Yuan Tinghuang, I have the confidence to get the item, so I can try to compete with him."
"And if the person who stays is Yuanshi Tianzun, I don't have the confidence to beat him in the dungeon. If it were you, Old Man, what would you choose?" The Land God stopped talking.
Everyone immediately looked at Yinchi, and the pressure was suddenly on this musician.
Yuan Tinghuang looked at Yinchi and said lightly, "There are eight of us. If you vote for me, it will be a four-to-four tie. There will be no result. After ten minutes, everyone will deduct ten points. But if you vote for Yuanshi Tianzun, he will be the suspect, and you won't deduct any points."
"When we enter the scene, we will execute him together, and everyone can get ten points." After speaking, he turned his eyes to Yuanshi Tianzun and raised the corner of his mouth:
"You lost!"
Between harming others and harming oneself and harming others and benefiting oneself, it goes without saying what Yinchi would choose.
The delicate and fair-skinned Yinchi shook his head with a smile: "It seems that I have no choice." He didn't mind clicking on Yuanshi Tianzun's ID. [Ding! Voting has begun. The suspect is "Yuanshi Tianzun". Entering the scene in three seconds.]
Damn it! You guys wait for me... Zhang Yuanqing's eyes
·Black, the scenery showed water-like distortion.
ps: I have something to say, the book The Way of the Extraordinary has reached 100,000 average subscriptions. Achieved on June 30. These days, I've been up all night, and yesterday I had something else to do, so I didn't update, so I forgot to say it.