It was 3 pm at the parking lot outside the community shopping center.
It was the peak shopping hour. There were many cars in the parking lot, and there were many people entering and exiting the shopping center.
And in this crowd, there was a resolute "child" about 1.7 meters tall, who seemed to be searching for something ….
"Strange … Where is he?" Brother Long arrived at the rendezvous point on time, but he looked around and did not see Seven Kills. "Is it because he is too short that I missed him?"
He mumbled to himself as he wandered around the parking lot, looking around.
Suddenly …
"Hey! We're here! "Someone lowered his voice to shout at Long Aomin.
"Hmm?" Brother Long recognized the voice as his teammate, but when he turned to look, he did not see the person who spoke.
"We're here!" the voice repeated urgently.
Only then did Brother Long realize that the voice came from under a car.
Therefore, Long Aomin walked to the car and squatted down to look inside. "I say … are you two playing hide-and-seek?"
"In a way …" Seven Kills narrowed his eyes. "That's right …"
Tan Lang, who was lying next to him, added, "Of course … if we were really playing hide-and-seek, with your current physique, you would definitely think that we're ghosts."
"Although you guys are sincerely lying there and talking nonsense with me, I have no interest in coming down to accompany you guys." Brother Long's lips twitched as he replied, "So … can you explain the current situation?"
"Isn't the situation obvious?" Tan Lang was about to start when he heard …
"Side quest progress updated." The system announcement rang.
The next second, the three of them instinctively opened the game menu. They glanced at the quest tab and realized that the quest 'Find a way to meet up with your teammates' had been crossed out, and there was a new quest below it. 'Enter Dracula's castle.'
"Oh well …" Two seconds later, Tan Lang said, "Even though our team leader is dead, Underworld Frontline has exhausted the super powerful summon, Blood Zombie God. Furthermore … the difficulty of our side quest has decreased as the number of people has decreased.
"I have no idea what you're talking about …" Brother Long looked at him and said, "Can you get out from underneath the car and start from the beginning?"
In the next five minutes, Greed Wolf, Seven Kills, and Long Aomin squatted next to the car and communicated with each other surreptitiously.
Tan Lang told Seven Kills about what happened to him and Defeating Armies. After that, Seven Kills followed the sound of the explosion to the basketball court and met Tan Lang, who had escaped death.
"In conclusion," Tan Lang concluded. "We know that … in this scenario, even summoning and machine-type abilities will be affected. The summoned creatures don't seem to have been weakened, but their duration has been reduced by at least half. In addition, the effects of our weapons, armors, items, and so on will also be reduced … "
"Hmm … I understand about summoning creatures …" Brother Long said after some thought. "If not for the fact that the lifespan of the Bloody Corpse God has been greatly reduced, you would've been dead already …" He paused. "However, the abilities of the Machinery class and the special effects of the items will be weakened … How did you know that?"
"Before encountering the Blood Corpse God, I drank a large amount of Life Points supplement. At the time, my Life Points were back to full, so I didn't pay it much attention. " Tan Lang explained without hesitation. "However, when Defeating Armies tossed out the Singularity Grenade, I felt something was wrong … The effective radius of the grenade was obviously smaller than usual. However … the situation at the time did not allow me to study this in detail. " He used his finger to point at the backpack that was slung over his body. "After the battle, when I used the special item to recover my spiritual energy, I confirmed that … even the effect of the item was influenced by the scenario."
"Oh … I see." Long Aomin nodded. After a moment's silence, he rearranged and digested the information that he had.
At that moment …
"Hey, kids, what are you doing next to my car?" A man's voice rang out. "Trying to prank me?"
The three of them turned their heads in the direction of the voice and saw a thirty-five-year-old man in a suit and leather shoes, holding shopping bags.
"Get out of my way, you little b * stards." When the man in the suit placed the shopping bag into the backseat, he was already using vulgarities to chase the three from Blade Edge away.
Tan Lang raised his head to study the man and said, "Sir, this seems to be a parking spot for the disabled."
"So what?" The man in the suit took two steps forward and used a condescending gaze and a hand gesture to stop them. "Mind your own business. I'm going to park right here. What are you going to do about it?"
Before he finished, Long Aomin … stood up.
Even though the man in the suit was 1.7 meters tall, slightly taller than Brother Long, Brother Long's face was more than enough to make up for the fifteen centimeters difference in height.
"What are you doing? Kid, I advise you to stop looking for trouble! " The man in the suit was still trying to intimidate the three "children" in front of him by snorting and glaring at them.
"Looking for trouble?" Long Aomin repeated that word in a meaningful tone. Then, he laughed coldly. "Humph … I'm sorry, but I'm a police officer."
Fifteen minutes later …
On a road that led to Dark Creek Road.
A Volvo that still had more than ten years of debt was driving down the road.
Tan Lang and Seven Kills sat in the backseat, enjoying the air-conditioning and munching on the snacks that had been placed on the shelves of the shopping mall not long ago.
Long Aomin, on the other hand, sat in the passenger seat with his arms crossed and his face looking straight ahead with a serious expression.
"I'm warning you, my uncle's husband is a lawyer …" As the man in the suit drove, he tried to use his words to control the situation. "If you get out of the car now, I can pretend that nothing happened, or else …"
"Listen to me, you b * stard." Long Aomin slapped the man across the face and interrupted him without turning around. "I'm warning you as well … the few of us hate scum like you who pollute society the most. If you don't shut up, I'll make sure you have the right to use the parking spot for the rest of your life. "
…
At 4 pm, somewhere in the neighborhood.
"Ha! I've finally run into you! " Xiao Tan, who was walking down the street with four boys, ran into Xiao Ling and Ruo Yu.
The four kids were all members of the 'Monster Club'. Other than Shawn and Horace, the other two were also teenagers.
"Oh … oh … oh …" Before the two players could reply, Xiao En and the rest turned their heads around in unison and gave Xiao Tan three consecutive exclamations. "Buddy … are you sure you're not mistaken? You want to play with the girls? "
"Er …" Xiao Tan was an honest person. He did not think that there was anything wrong with that, so he replied, "Yes, we often play together."
"What?" The boys were shocked.
"Okay, looks like there's a big misunderstanding here …"
"Wang, I'm sorry, but I think you have to leave our club."
"We don't interact with girls, and we don't play with those kids who interact with girls."
"Didn't you notice the words' NO GIRLS 'written at the entrance of the treehouse?"
They talked one after another and backed away from Xiao Tan.
"Huh?" Xiao Tan saw this and still did not react. After a few seconds, he said again, "Huh?"
At this time, Xiao Ling had walked to Xiao Tan's side and shook her head as she muttered, "Don't 'ha-ha', even I know … most boys' attitudes towards girls before junior high are very unfriendly."
"Is there such a thing?" Xiao Tan replied with a puzzled expression.
"You really don't know?" Xiao Ling asked suspiciously.
"Yeah …" Xiao Tan replied, "Actually … I didn't have a good relationship with boys and girls when I was young … The only one who got along well with me was …"
"You were careless in making friends. Your childhood is ruined. My condolences." Ruo Yu, who was standing on the other side, did not wait for him to finish speaking and had already given an irrefutable conclusion.
"Wang, it seems that you have a lot to talk about with the girls. We won't keep you company," Sean, who had already retreated a few meters, said.
"When you cut ties with the girls, maybe you can join our club," Horace continued.
The few of them talked, bypassed the three players, and left on their own.
When they were far away, Xiao Ling asked, "Okay … back to the topic. Have you made any progress in the past six hours? "
"Yes." Xiao Tan immediately replied, "I found someone to translate Van Helsing's diary …" As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his inventory. "I also copied down the part of the 'spell' with the phonetic transcription." He looked quite proud. "Next, we just need to find a virgin to complete the ceremony in the opening cinematic." Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something. "Eh? By the way, do you count as a virgin now? " He rubbed his chin and said, "Logically speaking, you were a virgin before you met me … but then you weren't … but if you were ten years old …"
Bang!
A gunshot was heard, and a white light flashed.
Xiao Ling pulled out the gun, aimed, and fired … the whole process was done in one breath. Within a second, the bullet from the pistol neatly pierced through Xiao Tan's temple. It was a headshot.
"Ah, ah, I got the spell …" Xiao Ling took the paper from the corpse's hand with a sinister expression. "I also got rid of an idiot for the world. How delightful."
This scene caused all the spectators to fall into a state of short-circuiting.
There was no doubt that this was the first intentional killing of a teammate since the start of Tournament For The Best S2 …
Although there had been cases of accidental injury or even accidental death before (mostly caused by indiscriminate skills), this kind of intentional killing … Not to mention the motive of the perpetrator … if it were someone else, they would not have been able to do it even if they wanted to.
Technically speaking, Xiao Ling should not have been able to launch a deliberate attack on her teammates, but … she did it at this moment.
Then … according to the established facts, there were only two hypotheses that could be made. First, the person who fired the shot was not Xiao Ling, but someone else in disguise. Second, Xiao Ling had used some method to break through the domain of [Transcendence Domain], thus achieving this kill …
…
At the same time, in the treehouse of the Monster Club.
"That little bastard, wait until I get this chip out, I'll teach you a lesson …" Homeless Hill hammered the entrance of the treehouse with his elbow while cursing Brother Jue.
Of course, he did not dare to neglect the matter in front of him because before he left the treehouse on Dark Creek Road, Feng Bujue said a dozen "delayed trigger words" to him.
What was a "delayed trigger word"? Brother Jue's explanation was that there would be no reaction when you heard it, but after a certain period of time, the chip's effect would be triggered.
At first, Hill did not believe that there was such a nonsensical "high-tech", but Feng Bujue immediately said, "Actually, twenty minutes ago, I already said a delayed trigger word to you. Calculating the time … it's about time for it to take effect."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hill fell to the ground in pain as if he had been electrocuted.
After getting up from the ground, Hill had no choice but to believe it …
Later, Feng Bujue gave Hill some specific clues to find the location of Van Helsing's diary and told him, "If you don't return in four hours, these delayed trigger words will torture you until you go into shock." After that, he said "dermatitis" a dozen times in a row, and then said, "If you successfully come back with the diary, I'll immediately remove the chip for you."
And so … this is what we are witnessing right now.
"Damn it! Damn it! " Hill slammed his elbow on the wooden board at the entrance of the treehouse as if the board was Feng Bujue's face.
When his arm began to feel numb, the lock at the entrance finally collapsed.
"Tsk … a kid's treehouse … and it's so tightly locked …" Hill shook his arm and complained. Then he stuck his head out and climbed into the treehouse.
He was very lucky. Van Helsing's diary was here.
Because the book itself was relatively large and heavy, and the children could not directly understand the German on it, they did not carry it with them. Instead, they placed it in the treehouse.
According to Brother Jue's description, Hill quickly found the diary on a low table in the corner of the treehouse.
"What the hell is this?" Out of curiosity, Hill opened it to take a look.
Unfortunately … he was not even as good as a child. He could not even tell which country the words in the diary were from … The only things he could understand were some illustrations.
"It's a mess …" Hill quickly lost his patience. He muttered softly and was ready to leave the treehouse.
However, just as he turned around, a "cunning" thought flashed through his mind and made him think of a plan …
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