I Became the King of Villains In the Game

amber city.

TRAIN STATION.

Gan Ziwen and Mizhihanbao came out from the gate of the train station, looked at the bustling crowd, and let out a sigh of relief.

"finally reached."

Gan Ziwen said.

"Well, this game is so real, we stayed on the train for nine days...haha, fortunately, we can skip time by sleeping, otherwise we would be bored to death."

The honey-juice fool laughed.

"It's true, I was almost suffocated on the train... I haven't showered for so long, the other passengers are all smelly, and we have become 'walking turds'."

Gan Ziwen tugged at his clothes in disgust, and said helplessly.

"Let's go, find a hotel to wash and take a shower, or I won't be able to bear it."

"good idea."

The honey-flavored bun followed Gan Ziwen, left the spot together, and walked slowly along the main road.

It's just that they didn't notice that another group of players came out of the gate not far from the side and rear.

It was Rotten Persimmon and his team.

Their faces were generally ugly, no one spoke, and silently followed the leader, Rotten Persimmon, and left the train station.

"Let's go to the inner city first...the church of the Red Apple Church is there. If you also want to join the church, you can try the method I said by the way."

After finishing speaking in a deep voice, Rotten Persimmon sighed secretly.

These few days on the train can be said to be another nightmare for him. The first nightmare was being guarded by Jack's corpse, and he was squatted so that he dared not go online.

In this nightmare on the train, he was killed three times in a row for no reason! Every time it was prompted, it was the guy named "Alex" who killed him in his sleep.

While the train is moving, it cannot go off the assembly line, otherwise it will be regarded as "out of transport" and will be sent directly back to the Emerald Town Railway Station.

Game characters, like normal people, need to eat and rest, and it is impossible to force them not to sleep.

As long as you don't pay attention and take a nap, you will be killed.

The resurrection point is automatically bound to the carriage, and Rotten Persimmon sometimes finds out that he has died once before even seeing his own death prompt.

These past few days had made him suffer, fighting against himself every moment, against the weird, damn it, that bard.

The rest of the team suffered exactly the same as him, each dying three times in a row.

Fortunately, the last death did not come.

Maybe it was because the train was far away from that weird bard, or maybe it was the mercy of the gods. In short, they managed to reach Amber City with their only life left.

Otherwise, it would be too torturous to fall into the resurrection cooldown and wait until five days after the game time to go online.

Rotten Persimmon and his party feel very grateful for this.

They looked at the road signs as they walked, used them to unlock the panel map, and then came directly to the "Amber Bridge", the only place leading to the inner city.

They were shocked to find that there were quite a lot of guards at the bridge sentry, and they were very strict.

Pedestrians lined up to be examined and questioned, and seven or eight doctors in black fur coats stood aside to conduct examinations.

They wore crow masks similar to gas masks, and held a black sandalwood cane in their hands to touch the subject and keep a distance. Another person was recording with a pen and paper.

"It seems that the plague outside the city is too serious, which led to the establishment of isolation checkpoints here."

Rotten Persimmon said something in a deep voice.

He walked to the end of the long line of the crowd and lined up, and the other team members hurriedly followed.

When it was almost their turn, Lan Shi saw several recruitment notices posted on the wall beside him.

The general content of the first one is that as long as you join the "anti-epidemic team" of the public security station and help wipe out the disease lunatics, sewer infected animals and other wild beasts, you can get the Amber City resident card, the inner city pass and some monetary rewards.

The other recruitment notices are similar, they are all posted by various official agencies, and it can be seen that they are very short of manpower.

"Sir, please show me your ID."

Three guards stood in front of Rotten Persimmon, and the leader spoke out.

Rotten Persimmon took out the identity certificate given to him by the Red Apple Church, which indicated his legal status as a "church guard".

The guard took a look, nodded, and handed it back to him. It's just that the way the three guards looked at him became a little strange.

Rotten Persimmon sensed a hint of surprise and doubt in their eyes, and didn't know why they had such emotions.

Immediately afterwards, under the instructions of Dr. Crow, he stretched out his finger to prick a needle to draw blood. His eyelids and lips were ripped open by the palm of a black leather glove, and he was carefully inspected before being allowed to enter the inner city.

But the teammates who were traveling with him were not so lucky, because there was no ID card, they could only be temporarily separated in the end.

"You can go and read the announcement on the wall, participate in the official recruitment, and complete some tasks, so that you can get an identity certificate."

Rotten persimmon makes a suggestion.

"There is no other way but this is the only way...Brother Lanshi, we will contact each other if we have something to do."

The others looked at each other, and finally said helplessly.

"Well, hurry up."

Rotten Persimmon nodded.

Looking at the backs of the "little brothers" leaving, Lan Shi noticed that there were sporadic players who appeared in the team, and were turned away from the bridge because of their identification.

In the end, these players will be attracted by the recruitment notice on the wall, and immediately sign up spontaneously.

All they do is identify and pass...

Rotten Persimmon shook his head, didn't wait any longer, turned and walked onto the bridge.

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Rotten Persimmon went straight to the Red Apple Church in the inner city.

When he came to the church, he found that there were very few residents who came to worship, only a few sporadic ones.

It looked rather bleak.

Rotten Persimmon remembered the leading film about Jack, which mentioned that this branch seemed to be destroyed by him once.

Although the church in Emerald Town was not directly burned, the bishop and some guards in Amber City were all killed by Jack.

The loss is also quite heavy.

"Perhaps this is the reason why there are so few believers here...?"

Rotten Persimmon guessed secretly, and pushed open the church courtyard door.

He stopped quickly.

Newspapers thrown from outside were found scattered on the ground.

Randomly bent down to pick up a copy, and found that the newspapers were very worn out, and seemed to have been printed a long time ago.

The contents of the above reports are all about exposing the darkness of the Red Apple Church and the deeds of the "Black Messenger" who took God's place of punishment.

Seeing this, Rotten Shi finally understood why there are so few people here.

"Why is it the other way around?! The Red Apple Church is the villain here, but Jack has become the messenger of justice..."

Rotten Persimmon rolled up the newspaper, his face cloudy and uncertain.

"Well, this kind of report can't be completely believed...and the Red Apple Church is an Orthodox Church with a huge influence. All I need is to use them to develop myself."

He gritted his teeth and walked straight into the church.

In the empty hall, there was only one monk, who was holding the "Rose Canon" in his hand, and in a calm tone, he told the Gospel of Lady Rose to a few people.

For some reason, Rotten Persimmon always felt that this monk was not in a good mood, and seemed a little perfunctory.

He went straight up, and the monk stopped preaching and cast him a puzzled look.

Rotten Persimmon made a secret investigation and found that the monk was just an ordinary person.

He took a deep breath, took out his ID card, and whispered that he was "one of us" from Emerald Town, hoping to help the church in Amber City.

The subtext is to hope to pick up some tasks.

This time, the monk of the Red Apple Church could not be dealt with. The other party was a little dazed, and it took a while to react.

Because of the previous gallery case and the square battle, the senior management of the asylum, Mona's teacher, Rudolph the presiding judge of Fossil City, submitted the charges against the Red Apple Church to the "Yanbang Ten City Council".

Although it did not cause much impact on the church, it also aroused the dissatisfaction of the upper echelons of the empire.

In order not to intensify the conflict, the top church leaders have actually temporarily abandoned the area of ​​Amber City, including several nearby large cities and small towns.

Therefore, the symbolic meaning of this Red Apple Church is greater than its practical significance, and soon, it will be forced to give way to the Church of the Sun.

"Praise Rose, Rotten Persimmon, you are really a pious church guard."

The monk exclaimed.

Then he pondered for a few seconds, looked around, and finally remembered something, took out a stack of wanted warrants from the cabinet under the pulpit, and handed them to Rotten Persimmon.

"This week you can choose to patrol or guard near the church, but after next Monday, you should not come again. The specific reasons and follow-up arrangements will be notified at that time...

Afterwards, you can consider sharing the church's worries and finding and fighting these vicious wanted criminals. "

Rotten Persimmon accepted the arrest warrant and received the mission prompt box.

Immediately, he chose to accept with some excitement.

The monk's words were a little strange, why didn't he use it next week, what happened?

With some doubts, he turned and left the church.

Just after he walked out of the gate, the monk of the Red Apple Church noticed a figure coming out of the side door, so he immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Brother Wright, the handover work has almost been completed. Our church will evacuate next week, and this place will be completely handed over to the Church of the Sun."

The monk was sweating profusely.

Standing in front of him was a monk from the Church of the Sun, a middle-aged ascetic with a bald head and long beard.

It is said that the other party is also a member of the elite transcendental unit "Lampkeeper" within the Church of the Sun.

There was a smile on Wright's plain face.

He nodded towards the monks of the Red Apple Church, then patted his white robe lightly, and turned to look at the gate where Rotten Persimmon left.

"These 'visitors from the spirit world' are really strange. Have you found anything?"

The monk of the Red Apple Church was slightly taken aback.

He opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

Wright glanced at him and shook his head.

"It seems that because you have not been promoted to the extraordinary, many secrets inside the Red Apple Church have not been known to you...

Well, I see, this church will also be renovated by us again when the time comes. "

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Lan Shi went to the water beach in the outer city and found a brother from the God's Love Guild.

I heard that they have accepted the recruitment task of the public security station to help wipe out the plague rat population that is raging in Xiashuitan.

Rotten Persimmon has his own plan, he plans to bring this group of guild teammates to join a certain gang together.

In this way, they can take part in gang fights while leading them to brush rats, and take advantage of the opportunity to attack the Iron Fist Gang.

While brushing the level, you can also complete your own church tasks.

Because Rotten Persimmon had obtained some information from the senior Goutoujin, the Iron Fist Gang was actually a faction under Jack's command.

The church missions he accepted did not necessarily require him to personally kill those who were enemies of the church, as long as he dealt a blow to the enemies, he would be rewarded according to his contribution.

So Rotten Persimmon decided to grab a handful of Jack's wool.

If you can't deal with this NPC himself, you can't deal with the forces of ordinary people under him...

Although, Rotten Persimmon often inexplicably recalls the fear of being dominated by Jack's corpse.

He shook his head, not thinking about it so much.

in a few days.

Lan Shi took his brothers away from the rental house, and went to Xiashuitan to farm monsters and upgrade as usual.

While passing Denton Street, a commotion was suddenly discovered.

Five or six players rushed out from a grocery store on the side of the street, each holding some valuables in their hands, and it looked like they had just completed a robbery.

The grocery store owner, a middle-aged man covered in blood, crawled out of the store door, calling for help hysterically.

In the nearby coffee shop and bookstore, some players rushed out of the shop and joined the previous players.

The clerks in the coffee shop were all wounded and screamed in panic.

Mr. Taut from the "Old Cripple Bookstore" had one side of his glasses broken, and his face was covered with blood. He held on to the door frame with an angry expression on his face.

The whole street is full of chaos.

Two patrolling soldiers just saw this scene and pulled out their daggers.

But when they saw that the robbers committed the crime in a gang, and the number of robbers added up to a dozen or twenty, they were immediately frightened.

But the sword had already been pulled out, and it would be too embarrassing to take it back, so the two patrolling soldiers had no choice but to bite the bullet and blow the warning whistle.

— Beep! Beep! !

Then, holding a short sword, they confronted the players at a distance of tens of meters.

"Rush over! Don't be afraid! Just two guards!"

"Quick battle! Soon reinforcements will be attracted by the whistle!"

"Walk!"

The players were murderous, yelled a few times, and rushed towards the two patrolling guards.

The two guards were weak and did not want to use force with them. But the players didn't think so much, they just wanted to kill the two guys who blocked the way, and then escaped.

Clang!

Pooh! !

The players rushed over, and two patrolling guards gritted their teeth and swung their swords, hacking the two players to death.

Then the remaining players took out all kinds of rusty and inferior weapons to fight back.

Jingle bells!

Bang!

The patrolling guards were wearing leather armor inlaid with iron sheets and iron helmets, and they suffered from the intensive attacks of the players, only suffering minor injuries.

However, low-level players who only wore sackcloth robes would be instantly killed as long as they were hit by a sword.

"Brothers of God's Love Guild! Help! You will share 20% of the money you robbed!"

Among the players who were fighting, a leading guy showed joy and shouted loudly after seeing the group of Rotten Persimmons who were watching not far away.

Lan Shi frowned, and noticed that the ID brackets of this group of players were marked with the word "Shadow Speaker".

"Shadowtalkers" is a second-rate guild known for their recklessness, no wonder they would grab money here.

"Too little, we want half!"

Rotten Persimmon thought for a while and responded.

The leader of the Shadowtalkers changed his expression, swiped the kitchen knife in his hand, and slashed at the helmet of the patrolling soldier, making a clang.

The kitchen knife was sharpened, but the iron helmet was only dented.

The patrolling soldier was startled, swung his sword violently, and killed another player.

Seeing this, the leading player gritted his teeth and turned his head.

"30%! Up to 30%!"

"it is good!"

Rotten Persimmon chuckled, and took out the trumpet gun.

He turned his head and gave a few instructions to his companions, and then took the lead to rush forward.

The two guards panicked when they saw another enemy joining them.

Boom! !

When the distance was a little closer, Rotten Persimmon raised his hand and shot.

After the loud noise, a guard screamed and fell to the ground. The leather armor between his chest and abdomen exploded, revealing his bloody body underneath.

Then the players who were close at hand chopped him down with knives.

Seeing this, another guard immediately turned and fled.

Boom! !

But Rotten Persimmon quickly reloaded his ammunition and shot him in the back.

The guard was shot and flew forward, his back stained red. Members of the Divine Love Association rushed forward to make up the knife and killed him.

If Polaris were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that these two guards were the two who exploited them back then.

"Thank you all..."

There are still half of the players in the Shadowtalkers Guild, so they come together.

Rotten Persimmon had a smile on his face, and was about to say something.

"You bloody robbers! Murderers! The sun will come down!"

Mrs. Caroline stood at the entrance of the corridor, angrily reprimanded.

Her flower shop was not open today, luckily dodging a bullet. But she was attracted by the chaos and noise, and came out to see this scene.

"It's noisy, old woman."

A player of the Shadowtalkers Guild, with a stern look, threw the kitchen knife in his hand forcefully.

Mrs. Caroline stared wide-eyed, watching the rusty kitchen knife fly straight towards it.

Pooh!

A thin figure stood in front of Mrs. Caroline, and a kitchen knife slashed at his back.

Blood spattered, and Mrs. Caroline was surprised to see that it was the owner of the bookstore, Mr. Taut, who blocked the knife for her.

"Mr. Totter, you...!"

Mrs. Caroline covered her mouth.

"Miss Caroline..."

Taut's face twisted in pain. His lips trembled, his old face twitched.

"It's a pity... I didn't have dinner with you... just once."

After speaking, he threw himself in front of Mrs. Caroline.

Mrs. Caroline caught her breath and could not speak.

This old friend who had been with her day and night for many years died in front of her like this. As before, she received news of the deaths of her husband and child.

"What the hell, it's blocked!"

The player who threw the kitchen knife said depressedly.

He asked for another knife from his companion, smiled, and raised his hand to throw it again.

at this time.

woof! !

After two barks, the player felt a pain in his thigh.

Looking down, at some point, a black and white border collie had come to his side, opening its mouth to bite him.

"Go away! Dead dog!"

The player yelled in pain.

Babu let go of his mouth, jumped up and took another bite, directly crushing his throat.

【You are dead! 】

The other players were taken aback.

Lanshi raised his gun and was about to shoot, but he was surprised to find that Bian Mu rushed out a long way and killed another player.

"There's something wrong with this dog!"

Rotten persimmon was shocked.

The border collie is fast and extremely aggressive, not like an ordinary dog ​​at all.

Most of the players in the Shadowtalkers Guild were quickly killed by Babu, leaving only two or three people. They dropped the things they grabbed in panic and turned to run away.

But before they could take a few steps, they were caught up by the border shepherd and killed by two bites.

The people on Lan Shi's side also lost a few staff. He looked ugly and aimed at Bianmu and fired.

Boom!

It's a pity that the dog was too fast and only scratched one of its legs.

Woohoo!

"Oh! My Bab! Poor boy!"

Mrs. Caroline looked sad. She maintained a squatting posture, supported Taut's body, and looked at the injured border collie.

Babu's speed was slightly reduced due to a leg injury, but the players were still not opponents.

It has taken the [low-sequence conspiracy faction mysterious substance] given by Chen Lun, and its physical fitness has been enhanced, and its dexterity attribute is twice that of these players.

And the sense of existence is low, if you don't pay attention, it will disappear from sight.

Rotten Persimmon looked at this dog like a god of war, biting players to death one after another. At least ten people died in its mouth!

"Go! Don't get entangled here!"

Rotten Persimmon shouted.

The group of them used up the number of resurrections on the train, and if they died here, they would be forced to log off.

"Come and clean up this dog next time!"

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Scattered players escaped with Rotten Persimmon, Bian Mu's leg injury became more and more serious, and it was not enough to support it to continue hunting.

It sticks out its tongue and its mouth is full of blood.

Squatting in front of Mrs. Caroline, watching the back of Lan Shi and his party running away.

"Bab, good boy..."

Mrs. Caroline was very moved, and her eyes welled with tears.

Suddenly, she noticed Bab limping towards the end of the street.

"Bab, where are you going?"

asked Mrs Caroline.

Bian Mu stopped, looked back at her, then turned and continued to leave.

That direction is the inner city.