Jack's Manor.

Living room on the ground floor of the villa.

Chen Lun sat on the sofa and watched the two of them leave.

Their faces were filled with excited smiles, and they each held a pair of mechanical gloves in their hands, and they couldn't put it down.

Soon after Chen Lun came back, he was approached by the long-awaited Kotou Jin and the Forgotten Wuji.

After receiving and reading the letter, the two of them were full of anticipation, and even went directly to the residential area of the manor to wait.

As for the movements of the centaurs, Polaris, and Su Keying, they learned through Floy that they had completed two commissioned missions and were out on a third mission.

Chen Lun nodded in satisfaction.

It's a really hard working group of players, and it's very good.

'I've already made initial contact with some of the average Open Beta players, and it's time to water these chosen elites as well......

Chen Lun thought to himself.

'Push for a formal journey to Wonderland as soon as possible, and let them explore the way for me to find the transcendent knowledge of the [magician] of the next order!' ’

Immediately after, Chen Lun took out a letter from the Blood Poetry Ring.

This was given to him by Connie when he first returned. It is said that a mysterious postman delivered it to the door, and specially instructed Mr. Jack to open it himself.

After thinking about it, Chen Lun vaguely guessed the sender, but for the sake of safety, he still took out a golden pound and carried out a simple divination of good luck and evil.

Gently toss the gold coin, resulting in a sun pattern on the obverse pointing upwards, indicating that there is no problem with the letter.

Snort——!

Chen Lun's nails were covered with a layer of pitch-black and shiny exoskeleton, sharp as a knife, and the lacquer marks were easily cut.

He immediately took out the letter and read it.

This is a personal letter sent to him by the Amber City Shelter, written by Mona, the current number one.

And the letter seems to have been influenced by some kind of trickery, which has a unique secrecy.

If someone other than Chen Lun breaks the lacquer seal or opens the envelope by other means, the letter inside will dissolve on its own.

According to the letter, a large number of strangers have recently appeared in Amber City, and they have dramatically increased the crime rate, causing the entire city to fall into chaos.

In her letters, Mona also vaguely stated that these strangers possessed certain qualities that could bring about such miracles as resurrection, so that they were unscrupulous, destructive, and uncertain.

Her teacher told her that this was not an exception, and that a similar phenomenon had occurred in other cities, with undead strangers gradually spreading throughout the Trisur Empire......

The top of the empire, in conjunction with the Seven Orthodox Churches, conducted an investigation and study of this kind of immortal stranger, and finally came to the conclusion that this was some kind of "spiritual visitor" that had never been seen before.

And named them - the undead.

"The arrival of the undead heralds the approach of turmoil in the spirit world."

These are the words of Mona's teacher, Rudolph, the chief judge of Fossil City.

The Sun King issued a decree that the Trisur Empire would strengthen the screening and management of the undead from top to bottom, and carry out strict surveillance.

In response to their resurrection characteristics, the Empire will build a number of prisons dedicated to the undead, the Undead Prison.

In addition, the "Imperial Parliament" and the "Parliament of the Six States" have drafted relevant bills, and the "Code of the Sun" and the "Containment Regulations" will also add more than 100 relevant entries and laws for the undead, and if the undead violate the regulations, they will be punished more severely.

In this regard, Menna hopes that the "Circus", an organization of transcendents under Chen Lun's command, can assist the shelter to restrain and deter the undead in Amber City.

'Official commission? Fortunately, not only can you get paid accordingly, but you can also get closer to each other, increase the goodwill of the Amber City Shelter, help the future development of the circus, and ......

Chen Lun slowly put the letter away, and a smile appeared on his face.

In the name of the official, it is also convenient to rectify the players, and by the way, establish the authority of the circus...... It's time for them to know who has the final say in Amber City. ’

At this moment, a hurried dog barked outside the door.

Accompanied by dense footsteps.

Chen Lun stood up and walked out.

He saw a blood-stained border herd hurrying towards it, followed by the two guards who were chasing after him.

Goutou Jin and Forgotten Mowgli hadn't gone far yet, and they happened to be attracted by this scene and stopped.

Babu threw himself at Chen Lun's feet, sticking out his tongue and panting.

"The head of the regiment, his subordinates are derelict in their duties, and they can't stop this dog."

Two servants knelt on one knee.

"It's okay, let's go down."

Chen Lun waved his hand.

Then the two servants got up and went back to the gate.

Chen Lun squatted down and stroked Bab's head. A faint green glow bloomed, and the gunshot wound on its leg began to heal.

After taking a few breaths, Babu noticed that his injuries had recovered, and rubbed his head affectionately against Chen Lun's hand, and immediately whined and whispered.

Chen Lun listened silently.

Half a day.

He muttered for a few seconds, a hint of inexplicable gleam flashing in his eyes.

'Buying ...... for zero dollars on my site?' It's just in time, so I'm going to cut you guys! ’

Chen Lun stood up and said to the dog-headed Jin and Forgotten Wuji, who were watching not far away:

"Come over here, two."

The two players were puzzled, and after looking at each other, they still chose to move closer to the past.

"I have something here and need help, I wonder if you two are interested?"

"Mr. Jack, please!"

Doghead Jin raised his eyebrows and said immediately.

This door-to-door task is a beautiful thing.

[Trigger D-Class Mission: Circus Chase Order!] 】

Mission Description: An outlander named "Rotten Persimmon", along with his accomplices, has seriously violated the Code of the Sun and the Containment Regulations, and as a good collaborator of the asylum, the transcendent organization "Circus" has the responsibility and obligation to issue a hunt and kill order for this.

The target is mainly "Rotten Persimmon", but it also includes those who temporarily team up with it, as well as all guild members of "Shadow Whisperer".

Reward: Complete a kill for each pair of "Rotten Persimmons", gain 100 experience points and 1 contribution point. Earn from kills of other targets is halved.

“！！”

Doghead Gold and Oblivion Mowgli were shocked.

"-When did our power organization become an official collaborator?!"

"—Isn't that good! I want to know more, what did that kid do to make such a big fuss?! ”

"-Why don't you go and ask first?"

They looked at each other in silence.

"-Ask a fart, take the task first, you see how rewarding this task is!"

"-That's right, there are points to contribute...... That kid with rotten persimmons, killing him once is equivalent to making 10,000 yuan for nothing? Tsk, kill him until he is resurrected and cooled down, and then ask about the situation offline. ”

"—Let's go! I'm with mechanical gloves! ”

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Outer Town.

Inside a cheap rental house.

In the spacious living room, Rotten Persimmon is sitting on the sofa with four or five companions, and opposite is a dozen or so other players with the "Shadow Whisperer" above their heads, sitting or standing.

"Sister Muscle, you're going to pay the bill, right?"

Rotten persimmon looked at the bald strong man opposite coldly, and said in a deep voice.

The bald-headed strong man named "Sister Muscle" was the president of the guild, and he smiled.

"It's not a bad debt, rotten persimmon brothers, our people were wiped out, and all the looted property fell on the street...... It should be clear what you left last. ”

The bald head raised his eyebrows.

"Since it didn't work out, where did the money come from? Maybe you've picked up those things and don't plan to give them back to us......"

"Fart Nima!"

Rotten persimmon stood up, his forehead bruised, and his mouth spewed spittle.

"That dog is ridiculously strong, we patronize and run, how can we have time to pick things up......

And we also had three people dead, and we had already used up the number of resurrections, and now we won't be able to go online until five days later...... At the beginning of the open beta, time is precious, how do you say to compensate for it! ”

Mrs. Muscle sighed.

"Although you are a member of the Great Sanhedrin of God's love, you can't bully people like that...... If you don't have money, you have to die. ”

He touched his bald head, and his tone didn't matter.

Rotten persimmon clenched his fists, and was about to pull out his musket and destroy this guy.

Tuk Tuk!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Everyone stopped talking, held their breath, and the living room fell silent.

"Who?"

Rotten Persimmon frowned and asked towards the door.

"It's me, Kotou Jin, and Forgotten Mowgli is also there."

A familiar voice came from outside the door.

Rotten persimmon breathed a sigh of relief.

He was also worried that the killing of the patrol guards would be exposed, and if he was caught, he was afraid that it would be a troublesome matter.

"It's our guild's closed beta boss, it's okay."

Seeing the appearance of the Muscle Sister and her party as if they were facing a great enemy, Rotten Persimmon sneered disdainfully and explained.

Ignoring the bald guy's ugly faces and the other players, he walked straight to the door and opened it.

"Two big brothers, you ......"

Rotten Persimmon's smile froze.

He saw Kotou Kim's apologetic face, a sigh of oblivion, and a fist-sized muzzle that was slapping his nostrils.

This musket was familiar to him, it was [Fury].

"I'm sorry, rotten persimmon, I also want to be a good person......"

Boom!!

The sight of the rotten persimmon was covered by a blinding firelight, and then a sharp pain struck, and everything fell into darkness.

You're dead! 】

Everyone in the room was shocked.

"Get your weapons! Get ready for battle! ”

When she heard the gunshots and saw the rotten persimmon turn into a white light and dissipate, she immediately reacted and shouted.

But before they could prepare, Oblivion took a step forward, and with a large hand, spewed a ball of fire into the room.

Rumble!!

The flames set the sofas, walls, and décor ablaze, and drowned out a dozen or so people in the room.

"Ahh

"It's hot!!"

Amid screams of pain, four or five players were burned into white light by the flames and died on the spot.

She dodged in time and rolled under the table, suffering only minor burns.

He shouted indignantly:

"God loves the two of the Sanhedrin! What kind of grudge do we have?! If it was before, then there is no need to do this, right?! ”

He looked at his companion who was also prostrate on the ground not far ahead, and winked. Then issue an order on the "Shadow Whisperer" guild channel, allowing the rest to take the opportunity to fight back.

"Oh, you may have misunderstood...... I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't care. ”

Kotou Kim chuckled.

"Now we're just doing the mission, you're the target."

"It's so arrogant you guys!"

Sister Mu Yi shouted.

The next second.

The remaining seven or eight members of the Shadow Whisperers burst out of the ground and rushed towards Kotou Gold and Oblivion.

Shout! Whew!

Poof——!

Four black shadows flashed, and the few players who rushed to the front were directly cut out of their throats and hearts, and fell to the ground, turning into white light.

The few remaining players were startled, stopped, and went backwards.

They saw four men and women dressed as servants, standing with expressionless faces, each carrying a blood-stained dagger in their hands.

"Circus Servants?! A full-level professional killer! ”

Sister Muscle's eyes widened.

"Both! What the hell are you going to do?! ”

"What ......?"

Doghead Kim stepped forward.

He glanced at the four killers beside him without a trace, and sighed in secret.

These are the four portable high-level fighters, don't be too cool to do the task!

It's just a pity that those few who were killed were all experience points and contribution points, and they were gone.

"Let me introduce myself, although I and the person next to me are both members of the Divine Love Guild, we also belong to the 'Circus', an organization of the transcendent in Amber City......"

The dog's golden eyes drooped, and he lifted the mechanical glove and moved his fingers slightly.

"Commissioned by the official asylum, the 'undead' who violated the Code of the Sun and the Containment Regulations were deliberately suppressed...... In short, it's about hunting down wreak-wreakers like you! ”

Hearing Kotou Jin say this, Sister Mu Yi secretly said badly.

How did this group of people hug the thighs of the "official", isn't this bullying!

"Brother, don't kill us, it's not easy to level up...... Or you can arrest us and lock us up for two days. ”

Sister Mu Yi smiled.

Kotou Kim shook his head.

In the ugly expressions of the Muscle Sister and the remaining players, she raised her hand.

"There's no reward for catching it......"

"Fight with them!"

Sister Mu Yi shouted angrily.

Rumble!!

Flames erupted, drowning the bald figure.

The forgotten Mowgli next to him also joined in, spitting fire at the rest of the people, for fear that he would be eaten alone by the dog head gold if he was one step slower.

Phew——!

The room has been set ablaze and has been ablaze, and all the players inside have been wiped out.

Doghead Jin and Forgotten Mowgli didn't care about the fire, and it had nothing to do with them if the building burned down, just throw the pot to the rotten persimmon when the time comes.

The two of them looked happy, looking at the task rewards they received, and they couldn't wait to pull those guys over and kill them a few more times.

"Let's go! Go to the Bunker Beach! The rotten persimmon kid and the other members of the guild have all joined a small gang, and their respawn point is there! ”

"What about the Shadow Whisperers?"

Forgotten Mowgli asked.

"I don't know their resurrection point, so I don't care about them first...... According to Jack, we can issue a wanted warrant in the name of the circus, and it will still have official effect, and these people have nothing to hide in Amber City, and they can't play at all. ”

After Kotoujin finished speaking, he turned around and left.

This was the purpose of Chen Lun's mission, to encourage the two of them to prioritize killing. In this way, people such as the Rotten Persimmon and the Shadow Whisperer Guild will drop their level because they keep dying.

Finally, when they fall back to one level, they have no value in continuing to kill. Chen Lun will arrange for his subordinates, or issue a mission, to arrest them all and send them to the shelter to be imprisoned.

When the time comes, deleting the number and retraining will be their only way out.

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The president of the world browsed the game forum, his face ugly.

"Doghead Jin, Forget Mowgli, why do you two want to make a move on rotten persimmons? Our own family fights our own family, and now we have all become the laughing stock of other guilds! ”

"This is the task of the 'circus', and even if we don't take it, someone else will do it...... Isn't that cheaper for outsiders? ”

Kotou Kim sat on the side of the president, drinking his own drink.

Forgotten Mowgli thought for a moment and added:

"We can't be blamed for this, it's the trouble that rotten persimmon kid himself has caused, he is now resurrected and cooled, and we don't guard his corpse.

But the 'circus' has already sent out professional killers to cooperate with the people of the Iron Fist Gang in the lower water beach, and squat their resurrection points together......"

The world looked at these two right-hand men and finally sighed.

"Well, in that case, his number is useless...... Along with the eight guild members who teamed up with him, they were all abolished. ”

The world shook its head.

"But you can't count it that way...... If our guild doesn't do something, it will really be laughed to death by other players! ”

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

I thought about it for a while.

"Dog's head gold, forget the ......"

In the smoke, the voices of the world were heard.

"Anyway, we're going to show that...... I'll send someone to Amber City and even pay other players to try and get them out of that mud pit.

You two also need to help, don't worry, I will fully support you when the time comes, and exchange extraordinary knowledge in the 'circus'......"

Doghead Jin and Forgotten Mowgli glanced at each other, revealing joy.

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Today, the resurrection of rotten persimmons has cooled down.

But he didn't dare to go online at all, because the younger brother of the same team who went online before him was directly killed by the Iron Fist gang thugs who were squatting at the resurrection point, and he was shot apart.

Kotoujin sent him a private message, saying that he should be at ease and wait for the time being. The president had taken the money to clear the way and called for someone to get them out.

Rotten persimmon was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent to this big brother.

In the end, I could only reply depressedly, "Thank you, big brother".

In addition to the more than 20 players invited by the World President, even Gan Ziwen and Mi Lu Hanbao also received employment invitations.

After all, they are two players who were promoted to transcendents in the closed beta, and they are very famous. After a little inquiry, it was learned that the two of them happened to be in Amber City, so the Divine Love Guild spent a lot of money to hire them.

But the president of the world has a request, he must start a live broadcast!

Only in this way can others see that they love the Sanhedrin and will not give up any member easily.

Since they received the money, Mi Lu Hanbao and Gan Ziwen readily agreed.

The names of the two live broadcast rooms are the same-

"The first battle of the Transcendent in the closed beta - commissioned by the God Love Guild: Save the Rotten Persimmon Operation!"

The title is very bluffing, and the number of people in the live broadcast room has soared to more than two million, and it is also increasing because of the momentum of God's love.

As the anchor, Su Keying quickly discovered this "sprung up" live broadcast room and was very surprised.

Through the communication with Honey Bag in the game, she got a general idea of what happened, and then told the team of centaurs and Polaris about to tell the news.

They had just finished their mission and returned home to Amber City.

"Hurry up, maybe you can watch a big show when you go back!"

Su Keying gossiped.

Polaris and Centaur were sitting across from the carriage, silently opening the game forum and entering the live broadcast room.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is still increasing, and the game forum is constantly refreshing text posts to track and report on this matter.

Valhalla, Lost Name, First Dawn, and a few other guilds are keeping an eye on this matter. Even the Shadow Whisperers' Guild's Skinny Sister, along with his brothers, was hiding in the basement of a tavern in the outer city, secretly watching the live broadcast.

"What is this called......?"

The bald head said depressedly.

"But if only someone came to our rescue!"

Gan Ziwen and Mi Lu Hanbao led the team and took the more than 20 "hired players" to the Xiashui Beach in the outer city.

The next thing they need to do is to expel or kill the Iron Fist gang and the circus killers who guard the corpses, so that the Rotten Persimmon group can successfully go online and escape from here.

"No traffic here!"

An iron fist in a fur coat and leggings helped the little brother to stop.

Several other gangsters, carrying updated horn guns [Fury] in their hands, stood under an abandoned building, staring at Gan Ziwen and his party.

"-This is the resurrection point of Rotten Persimmon and the others."

"-Let's do it!"

Boom!

Gan Ziwen took the lead in pulling the trigger.