Chapter 270 Rapid ascent, snow mountain hut
Being sucked into the light door.
Su Ming and other twelve Lucheng players came to an upward white light passage.
This light contained a force that pushed them to fly upward.
Through the surrounding white light, you can also see the situation outside.
Zhang Tieshu saw that there was a golden desert outside.
Moreover, he could vaguely see a few ant-like little people walking in the desert.
Zhang Tieshu: "Why do these little people look so familiar..."
The anxiety patient said: "Aren't these the players from Ma Cheng and Niu Cheng?"
The station god observed carefully and found that it was indeed them: "The one chasing them behind is the patient who is a believer in the end."
Zhang Tieshu nodded: "Yes, it's them!"
As they continued to fly upward, these little people began to become smaller until they were completely invisible.
At a critical point, everything around you becomes blurry and then becomes clear again.
The original golden desert disappeared and turned into a black wasteland.
Players feel very magical about the changes in the outside scene.
Being able to see a variety of scenery is relatively easy to understand.
It might be similar to wallpaper, or the principle of distant landscapes in the game.
However, it's a little special to be able to see other players.
This means that what is outside the passage is not something like wallpaper.
It’s a real scene that you can enter and interact with.
Zhang Tieshu guessed: "Could it be that the trial scene that the boss ghost mentioned is outside?"
Su Ming nodded: "Yes, the desert just now was the first level of the trial."
"What this light door is connected to is a fast ascending passage similar to a back door."
"Through this passage, you can skip the many pains in the middle and directly reach the final trial position."
“It’s equivalent to facing the BOSS in workplace recruitment.”
After hearing his explanation, the players understood.
"I understand, boss, this is just a jump!"
"The road outside seems to be very long. It's great that we can just jump over there!"
"Indeed, it feels like players from Ma City and Niu City have a hard time walking in the desert."
"Besides, the desert is so big, it's easy to lose your way..."
"Fortunately, we have a big boss with us, so we can take shortcuts."
……
The players were chatting while flying upward.
They have never personally set foot on the Sea of Painful Sand, so they don't know that what they face when stepping on that sand is not as simple as losing their way.
The intense stinging pain with every step they took was beyond their imagination.
Su Ming has some ideas.
When he was conquering the CD-ROM game, he knew through words that this tingling feeling existed.
But it was just a small game after all, and there was no way to really make him feel the same way.
However, judging from the results of the characters under my control crashing repeatedly in various scenes, it is really not easy to take the road out there.
The sand sea of pain, the wasteland of despair, the sea of sorrow...
All the way to the final abyss of mundanity.
There are eighteen levels in total, corresponding in number to the eighteen levels of hell.
Each level has different levels of pain and suffering.
Every time you reach a new level, you will start to miss the previous level that you have already adapted to.
The rapid ascending passage in front of you is the back door left by the people who built this place.
It seemed that he didn't want to go through the painful path he had set all over again.
As the scene outside continues to change.
A group of twelve people flew upward for several hours.
Nothing happened in between.
This makes players feel a little bored.
Even two Lucheng players began to close their eyes and sleep standing up.
In front of the passage, a small black dot appeared.
Su Ming said: "We're almost there."
The player next to him shook the two Lucheng players who were sleeping. The small black dot gradually enlarged in front of them.
Finally, the true appearance was revealed - it was a black vortex.
Players are sucked into the vortex.
……
……
There is a small wooden house on the mountainside of the snow-capped mountain.
In the center of the wooden house, there is a stove filled with a lot of coal. It is burning brightly, and the red fire is emitting heat, filling the entire wooden house.
There were twelve small benches sitting around the wooden house, and those sitting on them were Su Ming and his party.
This wooden house is relatively large. Twelve adults can squeeze in here, so it's not too crowded.
There is an old-fashioned earthen kang on the side of the wall behind the bed.
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A bald old man was sitting on the earthen kang, smoking a dry cigarette.
White smoke came out of his mouth, his eyes swept across the crowd, and he murmured to himself: "Why are so many people here all of a sudden this time?"
But it’s been a long time since I’ve had such a big business.
This means that it will not open for three years, but it will last for three years after opening!
There was a bright smile on his old face.
He put on a gray coat and said, "Welcome travelers to my cabin. Just call me Lao Zhang."
"As you can see, this is a snow-capped mountain."
"This is the last test for you. As long as you can leave this snowy mountain, you will have the opportunity to become my god's chosen one."
god! God's choice!
Unexpectedly, this copy could come into contact with something of such a level.
Now among the players, there is not even a single god-level powerhouse.
As players in the countermeasures bureau, they realized that this was a great opportunity.
Information about gods is quite precious.
The players looked at Su Ming and saw that he had no intention of speaking.
So, Zhang Tieshu asked: "Excuse me, which god left this test?"
"What does it mean to be the chosen one?"
Old Man Zhang explained with a smile: "Listen carefully, the name of my god is the god of pain and torture."
"If you can be chosen by my god, you can obtain my god's inheritance, and there is a great hope that you can become a powerful demigod!"
He looked at Su Ming and Zhan Shen: "I smell something extraordinary in you."
"As outstanding people who have already embarked on the road to transcendence, you should be able to understand how long the road from transcendence to demigod is!"
The station god nodded: "Of course."
He is naturally aware of this kind of thing.
There are so many players in the world, but not a single demigod among them.
If after becoming God's Chosen, there is a high chance of becoming a Demigod, then that is indeed a good opportunity.
Su Ming had no interest in this so-called opportunity at all.
He and Black Death had learned about gods.
Black Death's advice is that if you want to become a god, it's best not to receive inheritance from the gods.
Unless that god is completely dead.
Otherwise, even if it is currently facilitated, or it is some kind of powerful force.
When you become a god later, these will turn into obstacles.
The difficulty of becoming a god will be greatly increased.
Of course, people who have the chance to become gods are extremely rare.
For ordinary players, obtaining the inheritance of gods is undoubtedly a great thing.
Old Man Zhang said: "What you have to do is to leave this snow mountain."
"Well, as a guide arranged by God, you can use the Seal of Pain in exchange for some help from me."
"With so many of you, the total number of pain seals on your bodies can be exchanged for a lot of supplies!"
The players were all confused: "Seal of Pain? What is that?"
Old Man Zhang: "Just on your arms, every time you pass through a layer of painful hell, there will be one to three more pain seals on your body."
"The fact that you are here means that you have passed through the eighteen levels of painful hell. Everyone should have at least eighteen pain seals and a maximum of fifty-four pain seals."
Upon hearing this, the players rolled up their sleeves one after another.
As a result, the skin is all fair and clear.
There is no pain seal at all.
(End of chapter)