The ornate hall of glittering gold as always, the huge chandeliers that shimmered with dazzling light as always, the throne that looked domineering as always but was actually a little hard and too big, as always, sat alone on the throne, and crossed the long staircase from above, overlooking the bright red carpet below—there was no one on it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even though these are all settings that I designed myself and are very much in line with my taste, I am now starting to think that maybe it would be better not to make such a big one. Being alone all the time in such a vast space, even if you are a genius boy, can be a little stressful.

Feng Ming shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the negative thoughts out of his head, but his head hit his knees. It was only then that he realized that he had unconsciously curled up.

"Damn it!" Feng Ming shouted loudly - he was used to this volume now, because he no longer had to worry about disturbing others, and he could make the surroundings a little more lively when he was alone.

"Qualifiers - have you been going on for so long......," Feng Ming muttered in a low voice, in fact, his voice was louder than ordinary people, "There are about 500,000 groups in the qualifiers at one time, and the most likely way to play is a big melee." For such a thing as qualifying, why can't the elimination rate be 9 out of 10? But even then, it's been too long......"

"So, is it the GM's arrangement?" Feng Ming was stunned for a moment, and then noticed that he had not been in contact with the outside world for a long time.

"'I want to get out of the world now' -- I used this as a filter at the time." Feng Ming frowned, "I can't even get the candidate's information, that is, none of the rest of the people have such an idea?" ”

"Impossible......" Feng Ming frowned without hesitation, repudiating his previous assumptions.

"What's impossible?" A voice that made people feel that it was pretending to be cold and a little cynical suddenly sounded in the hall of Feng Ming, although Feng Ming was still melancholy for being alone before, but at this moment, he did not have the slightest joy, but changed his face, and listened to the voice with a black face and continued to speak.

"After all, the idea of leaving the present world, although it is born of pain and misfortune, is actually purely fed. Essentially, this kind of thinking is a precursor to suicide, because it is much easier to kill yourself than to change the world. However, when a person really can't live, he doesn't have time to think about these messes, let alone think that it's better to simply commit suicide, on the contrary, he will want to do his best to live no matter what. ”

"......" Feng Ming was silent for a while, and suddenly showed a reassuring look, "Is that so?" ”

"yes, so you're the same. On the basis of living without pressure, I was worried and worried about some things that were good, and finally, because I was used to living such a natural life, I subconsciously ignored death - no, it should be said that I forgot about death, so I began to die, and began to take revenge on society. ”

"Hmph." Feng Ming laughed, and as soon as he raised his hand, the cane appeared in his hand, and then, he put the cane across his lap, stared at it as if he had seen a treasure, rubbed it carefully, and opened his mouth to say, "I'm not taking revenge on society." ”

"You are." The voice responded categorically, and then changed the subject, "Don't say such hurtful words." You see me, right? You were startled when I suddenly opened my mouth to speak, but now you seem much more relieved. ”

"Hmm." Feng Ming smiled and nodded, but still wiped his staff intently.

"Hah, I see. It's no wonder that so many players have 'cleared' you, but this quest has not collapsed like some quests, and you have been unharmed, playing the role of the boss at the end of the level for every player. ”

Feng Ming smiled softly: "Although the dungeon boss can be set to resurrect, it is definitely not immortal, and people who can't even realize this - to be honest, they don't have the qualifications to become a boss; And those who are aware of it but do not respond to it, or who do not respond to it properly and die - are so confident in their luck that it is better to go straight to the brave man. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Ming finally stopped wiping, lay on his back on the seat, raised his cane with his right hand, pointed to the top of the lamp, squinted his eyes slightly, and smiled: "So, which one do you belong to?" ”

"No, I'm neither, I'm just an innocent passerby." A middle-aged man's voice sounded, whether it was timbre, intonation, or content, it seemed very ordinary, just like the voice of the uncle who could be seen everywhere on the street, hanging upside down and talking......

"......" Feng Ming and the uncle looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "No, I'm not talking to you - forget it, let's not talk about this for now." Uncle, can you stand headfirst down like that? It feels handsome, but it feels like blood is concentrated in the head, right? And the neck is pulled, and it is very difficult to speak—and it is hard to hear. ”

"......" The uncle hesitated for a moment and nodded seriously.

A minute later, the corners of Feng Ming's mouth twitched: "What, you came down." Or is it that your nod is actually a rejection? Even then, it's time for you to come down, right? Your face is a little purple. “

"Ahem-ahem...... Uncle opened his mouth, struggled for a while, and finally squeezed out a very hoarse voice, "I want to-go down." Can you pick me up down there? ”

"......" Feng Ming rolled his eyes, "You said it earlier." ”

Feng Ming's figure flashed, disappeared on the throne, and a second later, appeared above the chandelier, hugged the upside-down uncle, pulled him down, and the uncle's feet broke away from the ceiling, like a person who was pulled out of the quicksand, and then, Feng Ming grabbed the uncle's waist with one hand, and turned the uncle to look head-up.

"Alas?" The wind suddenly disappeared again, leaving only the uncle alone, falling straight down......

"Help---ah-!" The uncle, who finally reacted, shouted loudly without hesitation, while trying to maintain his body movements, keeping his feet facing downward, unbuttoning his coat, and spreading his arms wide, as if to catch the wind and reduce his falling speed.

"What, it feels like you can survive on your own." Feng Ming's body appeared behind the falling uncle, supported his shoulders with both hands, and pushed him up fiercely, and then kept repeating this action, saying intermittently, "Okay, don't shout, it's noisy." ”

In the last push, the uncle was still about two meters away from the ground, and then, the uncle straightened his legs very calmly, leaned forward slightly, and bent his legs while his feet touched the ground, and stood on the ground very smoothly.

"Look, what do I mean? The human desire to survive is very strong. On the uncle's forehead, an eye with golden pupils suddenly opened, and he made a somewhat playful sound.

“…… This uncle is a special case. When the average person reaches this bottom, it is probably more likely that he will be frightened and motionless. Wind Roar had reappeared on the throne, absentmindedly playing with his cane.

"Hmph—that makes sense." The golden eyes twitched.

"No, I'm a very ordinary person." The uncle was quite dissatisfied with this, and said as if complaining, "I will do this kind of thing this time, and I will only be coerced by you." ”

"Forced—??" Feng Ming looked up at him with interest, "By 'this kind of thing', do you mean that you mixed in with a large group of believers who had been chosen by me to enter the dungeon, and then saw through the layout of my dungeon, broke away from the screening grounds, and then hid alone in a hidden corner for at least four days?" You're a 'normal guy'. ”

"......," the uncle was silent for a while, "I don't know anything about the layout of your copy." ”

"I see." Feng Ming nodded thoughtfully, "So, what do you call uncle?" ”

"Don't have your surname Wang, and a single name is a word."

"Hey! Don't answer for others in such a strange way! Uncle-Wang Li complained loudly to the golden eyes on his forehead. At this time, his appearance is very different from the last time he appeared, if last time he was just an ordinary white-collar worker everywhere, now he is an ordinary beggar everywhere......

His hair was messy, long, greasy, like the freshly grown stubble on his face, and his clothes were tattered and stained with some somehow disgusting yellow-brown liquid.

"Hey, hey - provide you with some distinctive attributes that can deepen the impression of others? Even if I say your name, the reader may not be able to remember that you are the weird NPC who helped Kevin smuggle him to the United States. The third eye's voice was pleasant, "Mr. Windming—right?" About me - you can call me a two-color ball. ”

"Hmm...... Inexplicable code name. The corners of Feng Ming's mouth twitched, "So, who are you?" NPC？ Gamer? ”

"No, no, no, I'm the same as you, I'm a dungeon boss~" The two-color ball said happily, "Because of this, I can not be confused by the 'level' you set up, and notice the real setting of your dungeon." It's an interesting -- but also disgusting idea. ”

"Another dungeon's - the boss?" After receiving a wink from the two-color ball as an affirmative answer, Feng Ming's eyelids jumped, "Can you really do it...... What that guy said -- 'Sao Project' or something......"

"Hehe-I'm the forerunner-Lin Qing's helper." The two-color ball seems to be smiling happily all the time, "When I heard the forerunner say it before, I started to feel weird. Although the difficulty is reasonable, infinite resurrection, or using a fake body as a condition for clearing the level, is a bit too much for creating a dungeon. ”

"Then, after a complex puzzle space setting, there is actually a very powerful normal body that can teleport, and a transformation that is very difficult to defeat - the most outrageous thing is that under such a premise, you can also operate in multiple lanes, so that many teams of players or NPCs at the same time, but isolated from each other, the strategy is cleared......"

"To be honest, when I became a quest boss myself and was designing a quest, I even wondered if the GM would give you a much larger quota than I was given. That's amazing, you kid. ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Feng Ming smiled very happily, "You understand too, right?" In fact, except for one thing, all my remaining quotas are used to set the conditions for players to clear the level, so that they don't have to defeat my body to clear the level, which is above. ”

"Hmm~" The two-color ball blinked happily, "It's all used to strengthen and transform yourself, and then, set the battlefield in your own body, to be honest, if we hadn't been in the intestines before, I didn't expect it to be like this~ Oh, Brother Wang Li seems to be a little impatient, let's hurry up and get down to business." ”

"Then, as you can see, as another dungeon boss, I've successfully entered you, which means that the 'Sao Plan' is indeed feasible. Now that the competition has begun, the final conditions are about to appear, and the preparations for the 'Sao Plan' are almost on the table. Manpower - please? ”