Seeing Cullens leave the room, Rann wiped his cold sweat and fooled the person.

God knows how much pressure he has on an ordinary person to face this kind of gang boss, not to mention that he also knows that Cullens was planning to kidnap him in the first place.

In this way, thanks to the player, this time it was possible to avoid the disaster by mistake.

Thinking like this, Rann sighed again, although he knew that Arkham was not very safe, but he didn't expect it to be like this, he had just come out of the police station the day before yesterday, and today the gang received the information that it was him who interrogated him, and directly set out to retaliate.

They can't be at the police station, right?

Rann thought a little uneasy, and immediately called Albert's phone to ask for help, but learned an unexpected news, Albert went on a business trip to the countryside outside Arkham to investigate the case, and it is estimated that it will take about a week to return.

Hiss - as soon as Albert left on the front foot, the gang on the back foot came to the door, which is a clear sign that they have someone in the police station!

"What about Dr. Archie?" Rann asked with some reluctance.

"Dr. Archie went with him, and I'll call you as soon as they get back."

"Well, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Rann sighed, so that he could not die at this time.

He's just an ordinary person who can't handle it, and he really can't handle □□it.

It seems that Karens's misunderstanding cannot be resolved yet, he can see the ecology of the city, the power of the police is very limited here, it is difficult for them to even deal with a gang member who is caught, and the gangs, especially black poker, have a lot of weight in this city, and even dare to provoke the police and kidnap innocent citizens with impunity.

But they will be afraid of the occult and the religious, because the latter two are less reasonable than they are.

In addition to this, there are a large number of weirdness that cannot be seen by ordinary people wandering around the city.

The city is just too dangerous.

Rann sighed once again, he must leave here when he has made enough money.

Now I just hope to hide from that Callens for a week before Albert returns, and I must not make him realize that he is not an evil god and that the player is not his own believer.

It's okay on my side, as long as I don't show my stuffing, but Rann on the player's side is really not sure, the brain circuits of this group of Fourth Natural Disasters are really not something ordinary people can speculate, maybe when will they be exposed......

Rann has a little apprehension in his heart, and he doesn't forget to brush up on posts every day to keep track of the player's movements.

[Woo woo woo I'll just say it, isn't Ran's power coming out.] 】

[New release quest NPC Culens!] I feel a little fierce, this guy won't be dry. Hand. Party's bar hhhhh]

You guessed it, he's really black. Hand. Party :)

[It doesn't matter, just send a task, Rann has really few tasks, but the investigation task rewards he gives are very good, and I also saw someone post a crowbar, envy me to death qwq]

Well...... Truly.

Because Rann didn't participate in the Arkham period at the beginning, he didn't remember many clues about the mission, and most of the ones he could remember were the ones with good initial rewards.

Unfortunately, none of these things are of any use to Ran, who is determined to live in this world in an ordinary way, so he doesn't have to worry about telling the player the quest clues.

Thinking about it this way, it is possible to leave the rewarding tasks to some players who are very good at brushing up on his favorability.

Rann muses that the opinion system is one of the few features that can drive players to do things, and perhaps he should take advantage of that.

[Does anyone team up for a villa haunted house?] Clues received from Culens. 】

[Come, five missing three]

[Hehe, you're late, if you go to the villa on the outskirts of Arkham, our team has already finished the strategy, gained +3 power points, and the cursed items have been solved. 】

[Ah, damn it, the bad thing about finding Cullens is that he won't just give the clue to one person, Orz]

It can be seen from the posts swiped by the players in it that Callens did do it after Ran's request last time, and now a large number of players have received the task to officially start their careers as investigators, and various live investigation posts will appear every day.

The average number of views on these posts is high, after all, unlike traditional games, there is generally no chance of repeating the quest unless the previous player fails to take the quest, so each quest may be 'out of print'

And every consequence caused by the player will be faithfully recorded in the course of this world, and may even affect the subsequent mission direction, it is this sense of realism that is the hot spot sought after by players.

After a few glances at the post, he found that there was nothing abnormal, and Rann put a little bit of refreshment, and it seemed that he could hold out for a while......

And at this moment, inside black poker

Cullens was in the chief's office, having a secret conversation with just the two of them.

The leader of Black Poker is 40 years old this year, he is not young, he has experienced a lot of ups and downs in this city, and he has already developed a calm and unchanging color in front of him, and he thinks that there is no news to surprise him.

However, when Cullens talked about it from beginning to end, and knew that Black Poker had almost offended this suspected 'god' being, he still broke out in a cold sweat.

It was precisely because of his knowledge that he knew how deep Arkham's water was, and there were some things that they couldn't touch in black poker, and a touch was the beginning of destruction.

"Are you sure he's ......" the leader of Black Poker looked serious, "It's not a joke, that kind of existence should be indescribable, extremely terrifying, and it shouldn't be easy to come to this world." ”

As the leader of black poker, he also has his own intelligence channels to some extent, and knows some unspoken rules of the mysterious world, if those so-called 'gods' can come so easily, this world would have been chaotic a long time ago.

"I'm sure I've heard it with my own ears," said Cullens respectfully, "that by their faith it is impossible to call any being 'God' a being who is not the Lord of their faith." ”

"That's right." Very convincing statement.

"After the investigation of his subordinates, Ran, that is, their god, may be in some kind of restricted state, so he hides in human society as a human being, after all, if he comes in a complete posture, it is likely to attract more attention, even the people from the inspection bureau."

Black Poker nodded, "So how do you think we should deal with this new organization?" Do you follow the principle of non-interference and non-questioning, as before? ”

"No, my subordinates think...... We may not be able to stay out of it this time. Cullens hesitated for a moment, then said, "This time the sect is different from what we've encountered before, they only recently came to Arkham, but they seem ready to take the lead here. The evidence is that they are actively investigating and removing all the strange elements in the surrounding area. ”

Ever since he handed over the information to the group, Cullens had been keeping an eye on the player base, and naturally knew what they were doing.

They simply do not know what danger is, and they repeatedly march happily to the most dangerous places, regardless of their own lives and the lives of others.

No, even if they knew, they wouldn't care, as long as they could do something for their 'god', these madmen would probably be willing to pay any price.

Cullens remembered a scene he had witnessed when he sent eyeliner to follow them.

Their companions fell beside them, and the group of people could search for the corpses without paying attention, and then continue to laugh and curse all the way, leisurely as if they were going on an outing.

This abnormality made him feel deeply uncomfortable, and at the same time strengthened his conjecture.

This group of believers is really not in their right minds.

And the purpose of this sect is really to eliminate all the forces around it that can threaten it, so it will forcefully sweep away the strange events around it, so as to show its muscles and occupy the right to speak in Arkham's inner world.

This also means that the stable situation in Arkham is about to become turbulent again.

"And what do you think?" The leader of Black Poker looked at Cullens, according to his understanding of this subordinate, he deliberately came to himself, and also deliberately supported the other cadres, certainly not to report the trivial matter of the emergence of a new religious organization in Arkham.

"My subordinates believe that this is the best time for us to rise in black poker." Cullens gritted his teeth, but still said his thoughts, "They have just come to Arkham now, and they have not yet gained a foothold, but they have already shown their ambitions, and our black poker is deeply involved in Arkham, and we have the advantage of intelligence and channels, they will definitely need our help." ”

The leader of Black Poker was slightly startled, not so much at how clever Cullens was at his strategy, but at his guts.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Have you forgotten how difficult this group of people can be to deal with? Aren't you afraid that when they will turn their anger on black poker? ”

"I know, but I think they're different." Cullens remembered what had happened.

At the moment when he saw through the trick, Cullens was actually ready to die, but he didn't expect to be let go gently, and the price was just to pay some information.

From then on, Cullens realized that the religious organization was much milder than he had expected.

It could also be that they needed themselves, and the only thing Cullens could think of that would be useful to them was Black Poker's connections and intelligence.

And judging from the observation of players during this time, it may be ...... There is really the possibility of cooperation.

So far, they have been afraid of Arkham's other religious organizations, mainly because the group of madmen inside is too unreasonable, unpredictable, who knows that if they say the wrong thing, they will be wiped out, and they are basically unable to communicate normally, but according to Calens's observation and understanding of players in the past few days, although they are also not afraid of death, and often make actions that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, they can still communicate well most of the time.

That's when the idea of cooperation was born.

"I think this is an opportunity for us to officially take our step into the world of black poker." Cullens said solemnly, "If you miss this step...... Then for those people, we will always stop at ants that can be pinched to death at any time. ”

Under the extraordinary, they are all ants.

The cruelty of this sentence has been deeply experienced by Cullens for a long time, don't look at their black poker in the underground world of Arkham, but everyone knows that the real horror of the inner world is always those who control the mystery and power.

They are like a natural disaster that will come at an unknown time, and there is no reason to speak of it, even if they are affected by the edge of the storm, black poker will be destroyed.

He didn't want to be really destroyed, so he lamented the misfortune of fate on the ruins. Even being a vassal of a religious organization is better than being easily trampled to death as an ant.

The leader of Black Poker fell silent.

“boss！” Cullens couldn't help but urge.

"It's not time yet," the leader of Black Poker was drenched in sweat as he reached out and rubbed his forehead, the wrinkled corners of his eyes reflecting a weathered glow, "this religious organization...... Haven't shown enough power to entice me to bet. ”

"Aren't the gods and those crazy believers enough?" Cullens was puzzled.

"Not enough! The gods don't take it lightly, they don't care about humans at all, especially if he's really as limited as you say. The leader seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and his expression gradually became hideous, mixed with yearning and fear carved into the marrow.

"O Culens, my child, I have outlived you by 20 years, so I know what the truly horrific existence of those organizations is...... They are the ones who truly uphold God's will, His agents on earth, who are endowed by His gifts with supreme power, absolute faith and quietly burning madness, and who you will never think of being enemies of once as long as you have seen such beings. ”

Cullens couldn't help but swallow: "...... are they?" ”

"We generally call this kind of existence ...... Disciple! ”

Carlens, the boss of the black poker, couldn't help but pick up the information and look at it, and the action of picking it up and putting it down inadvertently revealed his inner hesitation.

He didn't know whether to gamble on it, cooperating with those who exist is both an opportunity and a crisis, and if he is not careful, everything that exists may be wiped out, and the bitter lesson of the 'Green Horse' five years ago is still vivid in his mind.

"How's it going?"

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in Joel's ears, and the distance was close at hand.

The goosebumps on Joel's arms rose instantly, and he screamed in fright, and his body fell to the ground with a chair with a loud noise, while his arms flailed wildly on the table, his eyes fixed on the person who suddenly appeared in the office.

The man had black half-long hair, black hair and black eyes, a delicate face, and a smile on his face, but there was no sense of intimacy at all, like a doll wearing a smile mask, full of an inhuman weirdness.

He said gently, "Find the hand. Is the position of the gun, it is very clever to make a sound, but unfortunately, the bodyguards outside probably can't hear it. ”

Joel swallowed, and he subconsciously clenched the only source of power in his hand - a revolver. gun, but soon he let go again, and asked with a wry smile: "When did Your Excellency come in?" ”

"Start with your men coming in and debriefing."

"If you know that a distinguished guest like you is coming, we will certainly entertain you with the highest courtesy." Joel held on to the table and stood up, "I wonder what you're here for?" ”

"A chance, of course." The man's tone was soft, and the words he spit out were like the temptation of Yi Xun Yuan. The viper who bewitched Eve, "You are hesitating to agree to your subordinate's proposal to cooperate with that mysterious being, of course, you know better than anyone else, in fact, you are becoming a vassal, because you have no power, black poker's connections and methods are like sandcastles on the beach in front of the real devastating power, and you don't actually want your own hard work to make a wedding dress for others." ”

Joel's fingers on the table trembled slightly.

This is the reaction of being said to be in the center, the way he looks at the man has changed, if it was originally a fear, now there is more fear of being seen through.

"You—what do you mean ......"

"I'll give you this chance, but I want you to ......," the mystery man smiled, "kill Ran." ”

Joel's leg went straight limp, a fart. The strand sat on the ground.

Then you might as well just kill me.

"Of course, I'll help you."

Joel didn't speak, stared at the man, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I am involved in a terrible conspiracy?" Do you really need us ordinary people to be guns in the affairs of your mysterious world? ”

"Oh? Do you want to know? The man smiled gently, as if he really would answer if Joel asked.

Joel wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

"I'll ask you to figure out a way, my name is Amos, and I believe we will get along for a while in the future."

"Okay, okay." Joel's face was covered in cold sweat.

The phone rang suddenly in the room, and Joel looked like he was saved, his eyes fixed on Amos's actions, and at the same time, his fingers couldn't help but slowly get closer to his pocket, as long as he got his phone, as long as he was out for help......

"Sorry, it's my phone ringing." Amos pulled out his phone and connected, "Hey? Sect Master, uh-huh, I'm here......"

He glanced at Joel, and the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already in the mouth of a small alley.

"Well, it's easy to speak," the man said softly, "the plan is going well, don't worry, I've picked the right forces for the temptation." ”

"Very well, you won't let me down, Amos." The person on the other side of the phone said in a reassuring tone, "Our organization must not be exposed until we are sure that Rann is the 'door' we are looking for." ”

"I remember." Amos hooked the corners of his lips: "I promise that in the near future, you will achieve your ambitions." ”

"Strangers return to their roots and return to their homeland."

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone: "Amos." ”

"I'm here."

"You never seem to have said it was our long-cherished wish, you always said 'you'"

"Yes, I have no interest in returning to my homeland," Amos smiled, "I just want to help you, and it is my wish to see you fulfill your ambitions." ”

"It was better to do so."

After that, without waiting for Amos to reply, the phone was hung up directly.

Amos listened to the busy tone coming from the phone, and shrugged helplessly: "Still so vigilant." ”

It's really sad, is there something he hasn't done well enough recently, Amos thought with some annoyance, raised his hand and pressed the corner of his upturned mouth, no, maybe he did too well, so the sect leader became suspicious.

But he really wanted to help the Sect Master realize his ambitions.

After all, every florist knows that flowers are only plucked when they are at their most beautiful, don't they?