Chapter 08 Sin

"Main task 2 opens: 100 evil points will be accumulated within 48 hours, and those who do not complete will be punished by halving all attributes. Recommended places to obtain evil values: Mold Caesar Psychiatric Hospital, Blackcurrant Internet Cafe, Guling Court Bank, Magellan Wanchai Pier, Joan of Arc Church, etc.

There is also a line of bold font at the bottom:

"Tip: The more evil values accumulate, the richer the final reward will be."

"Well, I can't find a memory match, and it is initially determined to be a fictional adventure world..." Lin Xiao took a look around. There is no need to mention the environment here. The moon is dark, the wind is high, the withered vines, the old trees, and the faint crows. Normal people don't want to stay longer.

The "Gamma Prison", which seems to hide many secrets behind, is also limited to entry, except for going down.

At this moment, Lin Xiao has observed the nearby environment. The cemetery is built halfway up the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is a brightly lit town. Roughly, it is the same size as small towns in Europe and the United States. Judging from this, the population should be about thousands.

He looked down at the ground, "There are no footprints left, and there is no special smell in the air. Is it the protection of the master?"

Although Lin Xiao wanted to stay here with Adam, the master obviously would not give him this opportunity, and the prompt sounded again:

"This scene is a peaceful exploration mode, and adventurers can't attack each other."

"Well, this is a trick." Lin Xiao shrugged his shoulders and walked along the mountain road to the town under the mountain. He has confidence in Chimoto Sakura, and he is at the same level as Adam.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, but it is not difficult to defeat Lin Xiao, who came down the mountain without any danger along the way.

Five-minute later, Lin Xiao had already stood at the gate of the town.

Like the European and American zombie films, there is an ancient wine-shaped flagpole at the gate of the town, which says "ThecityofGod."

"City of God," Lin Xiao gently touched the bridge of his nose. "It's really ironic to do evil in the City of God."

Walking into the town, there is a motel 20 meters away. Of course, you can also think of it as a series of comprehensive services such as a brothel/seven-day Holiday Inn/gas station/small shop/repair station.

Entering the motel, a white man in his forties who looked like Uncle Mario was watching the WWE wrestling competition with relish, glanced at Lin Xiao, a thin Asian young man, and withdrew his eyes.

Lin Xiao glanced at the time under the computer screen: 2007/8/9, 20:34.

"Boss, a copy of today's newspaper." Lin Xiaodao.

"Oh God, are you an idiot! Newspapers are available in limited quantities every day. I have torn up today's share and flushed into the toilet, Bichi!"

"That's it." Lin Xiao was not angry and said with a smile, "Can you tell me what's interesting today?"

"Interesting thing?" Uncle Mario waved his hand impatiently, "You don't have eyes. Look for it yourself and bother me to kill you with a pipe!"

"Oh...ba!" Lin Xiao frowned, brewed a mouthful of saliva, and spit on the other party from afar.

A second later, the saliva fell on Uncle Mario's white and tender fat hand...

Then, the room fell into silence...

"Well...isn't spitting anywhere a crime?" Lin Xiao muttered, "Is it the reason why you chose the wrong goal? Maybe I should spit in front of the cleaning lady again?"

"G Laozi!" Uncle Mario's face is already an expression of wanting to kill.

The fat body suddenly burst out. He picked up a large pipe pliers at his feet and was about to open Lin Xiao's head. However, when the pipe tongs were still 0.01 centimeters away from Lin Xiao, his hands suddenly stopped, and even because of weakness, his fat face turned slightly red...

"1000 dollars, mental damage!" Lin Xiao said lightly.

"Ah ha, it's a nice day tonight. I haven't repaired the pipe for a long time. My hands are a little itchy and itchy." Uncle Mario took the money numbly, rubbed his fingers and twisted them into his pocket, with a smile on his face like a blooming sunflower. "I said why was there a crow on the roof in the evening? It turned out that there were distinguished guests coming to the door, and there were people who were not far away..."

Lin Xiao opened his eyes: "Well, it's easy to say~~"

Just now, he found that the circulating currency used here was a beautiful knife, and it happened that Lin Xiao had a lot of loose money in his hand. Naturally, Uncle Mario's attitude naturally came to a swivel of swilight. He knew everything and answered endlessly.

Five minutes later, Lin Xiao left the motel with satisfaction. Before leaving, he took a bottle of blackcurrant milk tea, a map of the town, a red scarf and other gadgets from the hotel.

Because according to Uncle Mario, the blackcurrant Internet cafe must have blackcurrant milk tea to be allowed to enter, and the red scarf is the certificate to enter the Mod Caesar Psychiatric Hospital.

In these five minutes, Lin Xiao learned about the general mental outlook of some small town residents, which was just eight words - not ashamed, but proud.

Regarding the history and origin of the "City of God", Uncle Mario also gave a more perfect statement:

"The Limoa Mountains are the closest place to God. The residents of the town are gold digers who came to the Limoia Mountains in the gold mining era a hundred years ago. They finally took root and established the City of God here. The main purpose is to bathe in the glory of the Lord and obtain mercy and forgiveness..."

After roughly combing the information collected in his mind, Lin Xiao strode to the nearest "Blackcurrant Internet Cafe".

I have to say that the publicity of this Internet cafe is quite in place...

The so-called fighting without fighting momentum is enough, just like the swordsman mentioned in martial arts, the first thing that comes to mind must be Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

Why?

Promotion!

On a full moon night, on the top of the Forbidden City. A sword comes from the west, and the immortals fly out of the sky!

The owner of this Internet cafe is obviously also deeply in its essence. The outside of the Internet cafe is magnificently decorated, and the welcome at the door is simply a large bottle of blackcurrant more than two meters high. About half of it is full.

Entering the Internet cafe, a young man with a nose ring and lip ring looked at Lin Xiao, breathed, threw out a needle tube, and said lazily, "Get on the plane, pay~~ What, beautiful knife? Nonono, you are not a resident of the town, are you? Enter my Blackcurrant Internet cafe, who cares about how many yuan? Did you see the needle? If you draw a tube of blood, you will pay for the plane.

Lin Xiao: "...... This is even darker than a black Internet cafe!"

The volume of the syringe is 300CC, which is forced blood!

With a black face, he drew a tube of blood and handed it to the nose-ring youth. Lin Xiao walked inside and heard the young man behind him muttering, "Well, it's almost full. Business is not easy this month~~"

Is it almost full? Lin Xiao was a little surprised. A large bottle of blackcurrant more than two meters high at the door just now appeared in his mind. When he passed by just now, he smelled a very faint smell of blood. Could it contain more than half a bottle of blood? But it's only the 9th today, okay? Do you want to fight like this? Do you think blood is tap water, and you can draw a needle at will?

I walked to the second floor with great interest. Needless to say, the number of machines is about 200, but the probability here is more than 80%. There are men, women and children of all ages, and most of whom are primary school students.

"Is this the legendary black Internet cafe that specializes in attracting primary school students?" Lin Xiao made a small complaint and had already roughly seen a few points.

He found a vacant seat to sit down, turned on the power, and waited for it to start. His eyes had glanced at the coquettish year around him. To be precise, he was a primary school student with big black frames and big eyes, at most a first grade...

Primary school students looked intently at the computer screen, with ten fingers flying. The sound of the mechanical keyboard was crisp and rhythmic, and lines of text were typed in the document.

"My name is Shinichi Kudo..."

"I firmly believe that there is only one truth!"

"In the battle with Kidd's Yalong Bay Dam, the monster thief, Kid fell into the lake. Fortunately, I didn't die. In the process of climbing up, an accomplice of Kidd, a monster thief who was ambushed in advance, attacked me with big stones twice..."

Lin Xiao's mouth twitched, "Ha, famous detective for primary school students, I said why this shape is so familiar. I didn't expect that after so many years, Conan not only did not grow up, but became smaller and smaller."

Seeing this, Lin Xiao has launched his own brain: If this is a fantasy novel, our detective is likely to be knocked off the cliff by Kidd's accomplices, and then fall into the lake and die. He found the Shenjun Cave at the bottom of the lake and obtained magical skills, magic weapons, beautiful women or portable grandfathers...

Unfortunately, in this realistic novel at the beginning of the 20th century, the role of the protagonist's aura was only: "When I climbed the edge of the rock frame with both hands and hung up in the air, another stone fell from me with a loud sound. My feet were empty. Fortunately, God bless, I fell on the path under the cliff. I fell to death, but when I got up, I quickly fled and walked ten miles in the mountains in the dark. A week later, I arrived in Florence. At that time, no one in the world knew my whereabouts.

Well, this paragraph has a total of about 150 words. "Little Conan" typed it out in ten seconds, and the speed has exploded...

Lin Xiao read this paragraph and said, "Well... this week's content, I guess I can write an excellent fan of survival in the wilderness..."

Kudo children's shoes are obviously proficient in the rhythm of the article, and the next paragraph is written in detail, mainly about where he has gone to practice in the past few years of his disappearance.

“...... I traveled in Tibet for two years and often went to Lhasa to chat with the great lamas. You may have seen an excellent inspection report written by a Norwegian named Sigson, and I believe you will never expect that this is the news of your best friend. Then, I passed through Persia, visited the Holy Land of Mecca, and went to Qasmu (the capital of Sudan) for a short and interesting visit to the caliphate (the title of political and religious leader of the Islamic state) and shared the results with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. After returning to Europe, I spent several months studying derivatives of coal tar in a laboratory in Montpellier, southern France. I completed the study with satisfaction, when I heard that Kidd, the thief, appeared again. I was surprised to get the news, really... Looking back on the past, the scene of getting along with Kidd appeared again. There are some things that can only be cherished after being lost..."

"Hey, this is a tendency to corruption~~" Lin Xiao watched it with relish.

The primary school student turned his head and stared at Lin Xiao angrily, "Shut up! You are plagiarizing my intellectual property rights! Also, Conan and Kidd should have been together! How can you grow up without experiencing the pain of losing your beloved?

"..." Lin Xiao was speechless, "It's so incisive that I'm speechless."

"Well, I suddenly thought of a very interesting topic. Who can win by putting you and the Tibetan mastiff in a cage?" Lin Xiao looked at the primary school students with great interest.

"Hmm, black me, be careful that I let the white-haired woman lie in your window at night." The primary school student stared and pouted, "Don't lie to me. With my 210 IQ, you can see through your conspiracy in minutes."

Well, Lin Xiao was defeated again.

Who wins in a cage with the Tibetan mastiff is a relatively old stalk. Winning is better than the Tibetan mastiff. Losing is not as good as the Tibetan mastiff.

What is a Tibetan mastiff, dog! This is as confusing as a dog biting you, whether you want to bite it back...

While talking, Lin Xiao's computer successfully started. The login interface is a classic Microsoft interface. Lin Xiao looked to the right... Huh, where's my mouse?

"At first glance, it's a country bumpkin, I haven't seen it!" The primary school version of Conan looked at Lin Xiao and hummed disdainly, "Come to the Blackcurrant Internet Bar. Who still uses the mouse? Are you an ape from the Stone Age?"

Lin Xiao's head is full of black lines and has always been black, and finally tasted the taste of being blackened.

At the suggestion of the primary school version of Conan, Lin Xiao finally found the camera in front of him and tried to shout: "Start".

The camera slowly swam, turned into a metal snake, bit Lin Xiao's finger, and retracted back a few seconds later and returned to its original state. And this time Lin Xiao felt different... That's a feeling that is difficult to describe in words. The movement of the mouse drive can be controlled with one mind, and the calculation speed has doubled.

But then again, your camera has become so high-end. Is this the Matrix or the Robocop?

"Good guy, it's dual-purpose." Lin Xiao complained.

"Wrong, it's one and three uses." The primary school version of Conan corrected, "In addition to connecting to the spiritual network and acting as a camera, you can also participate in regional network battles and experience immersive combat fun."

"So it is..." Lin Xiao nodded.

The dominant prompt sounded:

"Successfully obtained the permission to use the 'Blackcurrant' supercomputer and start the mission: regional online game battle. In the battle, every successful 'pit' teammates will get a little evil value."

"Oh, spitting, stealing or anything is not a crime. How can you get a criminal value if you cheat your teammates in the game? Is it the wrong way for us to open it~~"

"But try it first." With the help of primary school students, Lin Xiao successfully entered the regional matching queue.

In the reading interface, Lin Xiao also roughly scanned the content of the game: virtual fantasy holographic fighting game, 5V5 player battle.

It seems that the men and women who donate blood to this Internet cafe are the men and children who play games.

The name of the opponent's team is a legendary place name: Malgobi.

Looking at the other party's five black friends, Lin Xiao suddenly remembered a piece of music of the same name...

Chaoni will never mind the wall of a mud horse

Mysterious horse biology is confused

Fur can help people install pens. It's a lake green

Stretch out your hand and help the mud horse

Let them reproduce

Make this Chaoni people live more beautiful

......

The account ID completely exposed their existence. Sure enough, they are the special creatures on the Malagobi, the mud horse, the butterfly, ** silkworm, the gray chicken, the tail whale, and the five mythical beasts.

On Lin Xiao's side, there are two mythical beasts, river crabs and stork apes. Coupled with stomach fluid and abdominal fluid, it happens to be four black.

However, the stork ape can still try to communicate. Who dares to provoke the river crab?

Cough...to get back to the story.

Fighting teammates, there is no pressure at all. I haven't eaten pork. Haven't you ever seen a pig run away? There is a saying. How much can you worry about it? It's like a teammate giving away a head for thousands of miles~~

Twenty minutes later, the primary school version of Conan widened his eyes, "You actually won?"

Looking at Victory on the screen, Lin Xiao was also speechless. This fighting game abandoned the mouse and keyboard and controlled the characters with spirit, which was simply his own projection! As soon as he came into contact with this type of game, Lin Xiao was also very interested, so he casually put down the opposite middle road with a set of eight punches. Three times, just as Lin Xiao planned to hang up to give people's heads, the opposite side broke out faster, and the five people gave their heads together...

Luckily won a game, and the master's prompt sound actually sounded at this moment:

"Successfully help teammates win a game and get 1 point of good value."

"Goodness..." Lin Xiao quickly thought about the meaning, but replied, "Because I'm handsome."

"Really?"

"I'm handsome." Lin Xiao nodded again to make sure.

“.... It's okay, just a little worse than my brother."

"Are you sure he is more handsome than me?" Lin Xiao raised her eyebrows.

"Well, a little bit, but he always loses."

"That's right. Your brother is handsome and jealous." Lin Xiao complained casually.

"Oh! You are so interesting! What does this have to do with appearance? Before little Conan recovered, the girl sitting on the other side of Lin Xiao couldn't help laughing.

The little beauty is wearing a black magic robe, with a chicken feather stick in her neckline, and long golden wavy hair. She is about 18 years old. She is young and energetic.

Lin Xiao said tentatively, "Hermione?"

Huh? Do you know me?" The beauty is puzzled.

"Ah, because Potter and I are friends~~"

Lin Xiao explained to the girl solemnly, "Because I am handsome, you think the teammates I matched are particularly powerful. What his brother met must be pits."

Hermione opened her big eyes and was a little confused: "It seems to make sense. My brother always scolds his teammates for cheating..."

It's inevitable. If anyone loses, don't say that his teammates are pits, he can't blame himself. Lin Xiao casually clicked on another match and continued to joke with Hermione: "You see, few good-looking masters of playing games, because handsome guys have been cheated by their teammates."

"So you're teasing me!" Hermione is a little white and not an idiot. Lin Xiao did not fool her decisively.

“...... Just kidding, just kidding."

Primary school student version of Conan, Mario version of uncle, hot royal sister-like Hermione... The world is really interesting.