Chapter 8: Bad Taste
Time is precious, there is no room for waste, Mo Fan immediately entered the next room, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw a treasure chest from a distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Looks like luck." Mo Fan hurriedly stepped forward and opened the treasure chest, where a card was lying quietly, with the words "Teleport to a monster room" on it.
This card is obviously literal, and when shredded, it can help him teleport randomly to a monster room.
It doesn't seem to have much effect, but it actually looks like ...... It's really not very useful!
It's a little less detour, after all, as far as it seems, if the monsters in the monster room are strong enough, the points will never be less.
In addition, Mo Fan is now 0 points, and if he runs around, if his luck is too bad, maybe it will be really dangerous, so he immediately tore up the card casually, and in a flash, he appeared in a brand new room.
In the corner of the wall not far away, a bald-headed and faceless man was standing there quietly, looking at the direction he was facing, as if he was looking at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan didn't care if this guy was a human or a ghost, he flashed forward, and he was stabbed in the head, but it was as if he had slashed into the air, without the slightest feeling of touching the entity.
Instead, this faceless man was split into two and became two identical bald and faceless men!
Another knife swept out, and there was still no feeling of cutting the entity, and the bald and faceless man was divided into four again!
"What the hell? Physical attacks are ineffective? Or is it an illusion? Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, took two steps back, and began to carefully observe the guy in front of him.
However, after observing the half-ring, he didn't find anything unusual, and the only thing he found was that he could see that this bald and faceless man would not take the initiative to attack him.
To be precise, the four bald-headed faceless men all faced him, standing quietly, as if they were watching him!
Mo Fan raised the bone-killing purple gold knife in his hand and wanted to slap it twice on the faceless man's body, but found that the other party had no entity at all, and the blade easily passed through the opponent's body.
What's even more surprising is that this guy who was pierced by his knife was actually split into two and turned into two identical faceless men!
"This is still playing with snakes? You can't kill it, you can't kill it, and you split it when you hit it! Mo Fan brushed his messy hair and wondered, "Did I win the jackpot?" Encountered a monster that can't be killed? ā
He thought for a moment, and then continued to mutter, "No, it stands to reason that there can't be a monster in here that can't be killed?" ā
Mo Fan couldn't figure it out, he was too lazy to think about it, and slashed at these faceless men, he wanted to see how many of these guys could split at most!
In this way, the number of faceless men is increasing, 20 ...... 30 ...... 70 ......
After a while, half of the room was full of this kind of faceless man, and at a glance, it was all faceless faces, and what was even more creepy was that all the faces were facing Mo Fan, the only living person in the room!
Change to a less timid one, seeing this scene, you have to be scared to pee, Mo Fan didn't feel much, he just felt that he had nowhere to use it, and he was a little annoyed.
He wanted to know if there was a limit to these guys, so the knives in his hands never stopped, and in a few moments, these guys filled the room two-thirds of the way.
At a glance, there was still a bit of a sense of grandeur, and Mo Fan swung out again.
This time, the imaginary split did not appear again, but all the faceless men in the room began to explode like balloons.
After a while, all the faceless men in the room were blown up, and none of them were left, and the voice of the system sounded in his ears.
"Hint: Congratulations on killing a 100-kill man and earning 100 points!"
Mo Fan took a deep breath, this time he really felt the strong bad taste of game planning.
If he guessed correctly, this so-called "Hundred Killer Man" is purely here to disgust players, both from the name and the way of killing, there is a strong bad taste.
As the name suggests, this guy has to be killed a hundred times before he can be killed, but after each kill, the player can only see this guy split.
Players who are not persistent enough, kill dozens of times, and they will feel that this guy can't be killed at all, so they give up and think of other ways.
Isn't this falling into the trap of game planning, you don't kill me, I don't attack you, just look at you, as long as it scares you, or disgusts you, that's earning!
If you change to a player who is not as stubborn as Mo Fan, it is estimated that you either feel that you can't handle this guy and leave this room, or you are thinking about other ways.
It's better to say if there are more points, it's just 100 points, wasting so many brain cells of Mo Fan in vain, making him think that he has met some powerful guy.
Mo Fan can be seen through, the bad taste of this game is really everywhere, he didn't bother to think about it anymore, and continued to enter the next room.
As soon as he entered the room, his eyes lit up, and there was a treasure chest lying quietly on the ground not far away.
Walking forward, Mo Fan was looking forward to good props, and stretched out his hand to slowly open the treasure chest, only to see that it was lying quietly inside...... A human face!
A human face with a twisted and hideous grin!
At the same time, the lid of the treasure chest was like a bloody mouth, opening and closing, biting towards Mo Fan!
Mo Fan was slightly stunned, it was not that he was frightened, it was still possible to replace it with someone else, and it was almost impossible to replace him.
He just felt the strong malice from the game company, and at the same time, the bone-killing purple gold knife in his hand slashed at this weird treasure chest!
"Click!"
The devastating slash easily split the strange treasure chest in half, and some green slime resembling blood flowed from it.
"Hint: Congratulations on killing a Mimic and earning 50 points!"
It's already very obvious, this is not a treasure chest room at all, but a monster room, and he has endured two waves of malice from the game company in a row, which really makes him feel disgusted by accidentally eating flies while eating.
"Really good at playing." Mo Fan glanced at the corpse of the treasure mimic monster on the ground, thought about it, had nothing to say, and was about to enter the next room again.
It's just that at this moment, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, this speed was much faster than he imagined.
After a while, the vibration stopped, and the system sound came as promised.
"Note: All rooms on the second floor have been destroyed, all players on the second floor have been moved to other floors, and the rooms that have been purchased on that floor have been replaced by equivalent rooms on the other floor!"