Chapter 30 Cruel Game

A few days after Mancao and Kong recognized each other, they often teamed up together to play tasks and make copies together, and the level rose quickly. Kong often talks about funny things during breaks. Mancao herself also feels that she has been thinking about unhappy things less and less in the past few days.

However, when buying ammunition in the air, she will unconsciously open the World Channel and watch the players above exchange the direction of someone's escape.

What happened in the small library that day is probably not a happy memory, is it? So, shouldn't she think about it?

"Do you know that person?" When I came back from buying the ammunition, I saw Mancao in a daze at the World Channel.

"...I've only seen it a few times." She couldn't help frowning when she saw that someone was chasing the man live on the channel.

"If possible, try not to get close to him in the future." Kong also saw the live broadcast on his communicator, and a man was chased and killed by a group of shouting people.

Mancao watched the live broadcast and couldn't help but think of what he once said that day: "Before I became a killer, I had already realized that I would be chased and killed like this."

What on earth did he play this game for? Why on earth do you want to be a killer? What is the reason? Even if you are chased and killed like this, you still have to go online?

"He's dead! He is dead!" Those people laughed wildly in the live broadcast, and the man's body gradually disappeared from the ground. Before disappearing, he had to be stepped on by those crazy people.

"Mancao, don't look at it!" Kong stretched out his hand to force her communicator to be turned off. He was very worried and stared at her in a daze at the body in the live broadcast.

Mancao looked at the black-screen communicator and gradually recovered. What on earth is she doing now? Do you care about someone you have only met a few times? Although he encountered something very similar to her, she has helped, and there is no need to think too much about this person who voluntarily bears all this.

"Master, let's go on a mission." She took a deep breath and exhaled everything she thought in her heart.

"Hmm." Looking at her appearance, I was relieved.

Repeat the task, hit the task, hit the task. Repeat the next copy, the next copy, the next copy.

What a boring thing, but Mancao did not show any sign of burnout. She knows that when a person is particularly focused on doing something, she will forget the whole world. But even if you forget the world for a short time, the world still exists as you don't like.

There are more and more live broadcasts on the World Channel, and it always ends with a corpse lying on the ground.

If it hadn't been for the fact that this game had been killed, I'm afraid that person would not have been killed out of the elf territory, right?

"Master, I can't understand his mood." Mancao said as she summoned wild monsters to fight.

"Everyone has a mood that others can't understand. If he wants others to understand, he will express it himself. But if he doesn't want others to enter his world, even if you take the initiative to approach him, he won't give you any chance. Kong sighed and filled with ammunition.

"What are people who don't want to let others enter their own world thinking?"

"Don't you know the best about this?"

"..."

"..."

"Master, I've finished my task."

"Then go back."

The two of them walk slowly on the way back to handing over the task, and often meet players who are looking for someone's trace everywhere. Mancao was stared at by those players with all kinds of eyes because he had an affair with someone. Mancao faced those guys with sharp weapons. Although she was afraid, she showed a calm appearance and tried her best not to shake. Maybe the players looked at her with a normal heart, so they just followed the onlookers, and nothing unusual happened.

I'm free to buy ammunition, because the musketeer always runs out of ammunition in a moment. Mancao sat under the big tree in the main city to rest. There were elf players around him watching the live broadcast of the man being chased, and many unpleasant words spread to Mancao's ears.

It sounds like he was killed again.

In order to divert attention, Mancao turned on BBS and turned it over casually. There are many tips that are "Teach you how to kill Lin Ye quickly and accurately", "Lin Ye's frequent place", "The minimum equipment requirements for killing Lin Ye", "Send Lin Ye to hell, it's so simple", and the poster's release date is usually last week. She probably knows why his escape rate has been getting lower and lower recently, and more and more people have killed him.

She turned off the BBS of the game and thought about it. With the uncomfortable mentality of "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell", she clicked into the BBS of the next game.

The title of the top post is obvious: "Unreal game that is more cruel than the real world - expose the truth of the wild grass incident"

And the poster at the end of the post is Bai Xiaosheng.

Mancao looked at the title of this line and had mixed feelings. The right hand hesitated. I don't know whether it's better to click or not.

She is very satisfied that she can be wronged.

She doesn't want to know what caused her to become like this.

Because, this is very good.

She sat under the tree, with her back against the trunk, and looked up at the clear sky. A breeze with the smell of grass came to her face, and a few beams of light beams shot through the tree into her shoes. If it hadn't been for other players around, she would have closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of relief.

What she didn't know was that it was far from over.

"I heard that it will be served next month!"

"Because there are too few players in this game, that's why it fits, right?"

"I don't know what the player next door will be like!"

"Have you heard that there is a game next door..."

The discussion among the players around her is getting louder and louder, which attracts the eyes of Mancao. She seems to have just seen the announcement post about the service on BBS, but she didn't read it carefully because she was not interested. Although for the interests of game companies, the more players, the better. But she feels that the more people stay in one place, the more likely they are to collide with opinions, because the limited resources lead to disputes.

I bought the ammunition, sold the booty, and went to the auction section to see the market price of all kinds of groceries. When Mancao saw that he was ready, he got up and followed him out of the city.

This is probably the third time that someone hit her to the ground. As soon as she reached the gate, a figure rushed from the side and tried to enter the city.

The NPC guarding the gate of the main city saw the forest that also fell to the ground. He took out the reward notice in his arms and compared it. After confirming, he immediately entered the city and closed the gate, blocked him at the door, allowing all kinds of vicious people to chase him **.

Mancao is lucky to have a very close view of the rare scenery of "the body in **". Although there were no arms and legs flying around and blood all over his face, the grass still felt so dazzling.

As the title of the post says, it is an illusory game that is more cruel than the real world.