The team of twenty people was quickly assembled, and the captain used the collective teleportation banner to teleport the group into the mission site.

Lin Xun was still in a daze.

He couldn't forget what the perfumer Nanmen had done to him.

"The data on the leaderboard is inaccurate?"

What does that mean?

"Could it be that there have been many people who have reached level 50, or even broken through level 50, but have not been counted by the game system?"

This subverted Lin Xun's cognition, before that, he always thought that players would compete for the leaderboard, because the players on the leaderboard would get the system's fortune bonus, and for the same task, they could get more rewards, and even have the opportunity to get hidden rewards.

As long as people are not stupid, no one should refuse, right?

The most incredible thing is not that the player refuses to be listed, but how the player can refuse.

In Lin Xun's view, players can only passively accept the arrangement of the game system, and the system cannot be said to be complete, but at least it tends to be complete, especially the leaderboard...... There shouldn't be too many mistakes, right?

How do these people do it?

The perfumer has not spoken on the public channel, whether she has really reached level 50, Lin Xun can't be sure.

After being in this game for a long time, Lin Xun gradually understood such a thing, that is, this game is very ghostly.

It's not a simple game in every sense of the word.

It has a high degree of freedom, and players are allowed to do a lot of things that go out of the ordinary, even if it's a means to change the level of the character on their data card.

Data cards can be changed, and even the character IDs and levels on public channels can be changed, as long as a little means are used.

The only thing that can't be changed is combat effectiveness.

No matter how powerful you are, it's just a high-level trick, and it's impossible to change your essence. This is the same as the seventy-two changes of the monkey, no matter how much it changes, it is just a hairy monkey.

"South Gate, Nurse, Perfumer, Data ......"

Lin Xun chewed these words carefully, savoring the details of the contact between the two of them.

That's when he gets a second hint for the team's mission.

"Mission 2: You've successfully earned your entry to the realm of the dead, and now it's time for you to go.

Until then, dear friend, I want to tell you a story that may help you come back alive or push you into hell.

Please select whether or not to start reading. ”

Lin Xun touched his chin and clicked the button marked "Yes".

"You chose yes, the story is about to begin, please close your eyes."

……

"Mu Ji 1029.

The son of the king of men, who came from afar, has lost his way in the realm of the dead.

His splendid robes had been torn by the wind and sand, and his delicate face had become rough and old.

A cold wind blew from the south, and blew on his soul, destroying his pride with it.

I may not be able to go back alive, thought the son of the king of men.

But he was still moving forward, walking on the dunes day and night, falling and getting up, falling and falling, and so on.

I can't die with regret, shouted the son of the king of men.

Eventually, he used up the last of his strength and collapsed on his back on a quicksand.

I, I still want to live.

I've always been a good person.

I love my homeland,

I love my parents and brothers,

I love everything that comes into my life,

How much do I want to ...... I want to go back alive, even if I don't inherit the throne, even if I ......

However, this is an impossible wish.

The son of the king of man died alone in the desert, but his soul could not leave the desert.

The moment he woke up, he was desperate to find that he could still feel the coldness of the wind and the gaze of the predators in the darkness.

What is even more tragic is that his body is so glued to his soul that he has to carry on his body on his back, never to be at peace.

In the darkness, he wailed and asked Heaven why he was being punished like this.

He is obviously a good person, a person who loves life, and a person who has not given up hope until the last moment.

However, Heavenly Dao did not answer him.

But he clearly remembered that in his dreams he had seen that dazzling image and heard his voice.

The unwilling son of the king of men continued to move on, and after walking for a full thousand years, he gradually became accustomed to the wind in the desert and the gaze of those predators.

In the same way,

He was also accustomed to silence.

He got rid of all the distracting thoughts in the sea of knowledge, no joy, no anger, no anger and no sorrow.

At this time, a voice finally sounded in his ears.

An old, solemn voice.

'Congratulations, Son of the King of Men, you have transcended the pain and completed my graduate school entrance examination. Now, I'm going to forge a new identity for you, and I'm going to welcome you to me, would you? ’

The son of the king of men did not answer.

The voice sounded again.

'You can go back to your country, you can live with your parents and brothers, don't you want to?' ’

The son of the king of men did not answer.

So, what do you want? ’

The son of the human king finally raised his head, looked at the stars in the sky, and shook his head gently.

He folded his palms into the air and bowed.

Proud Heavenly Dao Lord, you think you control the life, old age, sickness and death of all people, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and stand on such a high place and fool the world!

Now, I'm equal to you, and you shouldn't stand above me and talk to me.

Come down!

As he spoke, the sky cracked, and the body of the son of the king of men emitted a dazzling light, detaining a wisp of colorful clouds from the sky.

The eyes of the son of the king of men are as deep as the night.

The master of the Heavenly Dao was so frightened by his gaze that he couldn't move.

Heavenly Dao Lord, I don't hate you, and I don't want to enjoy the feeling of being high with you.

I am a stupid mortal, and without your eyes and ears, I cannot judge the justice of this world.

Then why did you accept my invitation to come here from a distant land?' 'The Lord of Heaven is puzzled.

Foolish Heavenly Lord, I am the child of the King of Men, and if I refuse your invitation, my parents and brothers will suffer calamity, and my people will not be blessed by fortune.

It wasn't my intention, but it seems to be. The Heavenly Dao Lord sighed.

Poor Heavenly Dao Lord, I have completed your challenge, and your identities with mine have been unwittingly reversed. The master of this game has become me, and I am going to sanction you.

You're a master of fairness, and you're not going to refuse my request, are you?

'I'm ready to listen to your request. 'The Lord of Heaven accepted his fate.

Now, you also have a burden on your back, which is the resentment, pain, and loneliness of all the people in the world.

From now on, you go to Nanmen Mountain, I go to Beiyangguan, and continue walking.

We

Let's go forever. ”