Creating a Sandbox World

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Under the dark sky, the endless plains have been filled with dense black dots, endless monsters collide with the guards, millions of players are scattered everywhere, and the brilliance of magic shines in the sky and the earth.

The earth quaked, the soil collapsed, and the sound of killing became the background sound... This is really a war that the players of Sanctuary have never experienced before... Huge... Vigorous... Shocking.

On such a grand scale, any player is insignificant.

"Fire!"

Dongdongbao shouted, activated the "block" skill, and blocked a monster that was rushing towards him.

In the rear, the rest of the people immediately released their skills and joined forces to kill... This young soldier is not boasting, the team level is not high, but the cooperation is indeed tacit.

"Ah! Watch out for the top of your head!" But before he was happy, one person exclaimed, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge shadow moved over on the ground.

It was a five-meter-long hornless flying dragon, which belonged to an intermediate-level magical beast. It flew along the way, spewing out a large amount of flames from its mouth, burning the earth.

Some low-level players killed in seconds, turned into a light and disappeared, and returned to the resurrection point.

At this moment, as the big canopy flames fell, the faces of everyone whose skills had not cooled down turned slightly pale.

In the next second, a phantom of a long spear pierced out from behind, accurately piercing through the weak point of the flying dragon's eyes, so that huge body collapsed immediately, dropping a lot of gold coins.

At the same time, a white and warm halo shrouded everyone, and their blood began to recover rapidly.

"Be careful." Lin Tuo said calmly, then glanced at the booty on the ground, ignored it, just turned his head, swung his spear, and pierced the monster that was culled from the right.

Several young people in the watching team were envious for a while:

"Is this the level 60 skill?"

"It feels stronger than anything I've seen before. Instantly kill the flying dragon... This burst must have the bonus of equipment attributes, otherwise it will definitely not be able to deal this damage!" In the private chat channel of five people, a boy said firmly.

On the contrary, the huntress ran over excitedly, touched the spoils, and said with a broken face, "This dragon is really poor."

"Speaking of which, have you guys paid attention?" In the channel, Dong Dongbao suddenly said while leaning on a big sword.

"what?"

"He seems a little careless, as if he has no interest in fighting."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and only after being reminded did they realize this.

This strange paladin is really different. At the moment when the entire battlefield is in full swing, most of the players are a little bit up, fighting frantically, and dying, and they keep returning to the battlefield every second, worrying about being left behind.

But this is not the case with this strangely named paladin.

Clearly, the level of equipment is excellent, but they only resist, never take the initiative to attack, and seem to have no interest in experience and loot... But their combat skills are terrifying...

As a virtual game, The Third Continent has a high degree of freedom of movement of the characters, completely imitating the combat of the extraordinary in reality... Aside from "skills", fighting skills are also the biggest difference between masters and ordinary players.

At this moment, Lin Tuo took out the gun casually, his movements were precise and swift, and his movements were pleasing to the eye, and the release of each skill was just right... But it was clear that he was not serious...

This can only show that these fighting skills have already been integrated into the body's instincts and become part of muscle memory.

"You said... he can't be a superhuman." Suddenly, someone said, "The kind of ground troops."

In the team, Dongdongbao and Kaka's expressions changed slightly when they heard the words.

The fathers of the two happened to be the defenders of the No. 6 vent on the ground, and they were deeply impressed by it. At this moment, they really have some doubts...

"Just think about it, don't ask nonsense, it's always right to have thighs to hug." Dong Dongbao said, and the rest of the people thought about it, too. At this time, their skills were cooling down, and they immediately charged again.

aside.

Lin Tuo didn't care about the slightly weird eyes of the young people. He really didn't take it too seriously, and most of his mind was on sensing the surrounding environment.

At this moment, he has confirmed that the "abnormality" does exist here,

Moreover, when he saw the dimmed "Exit" button on the game panel, his guess became more and more certain.

only……

"What exactly is it trying to do?"

The sudden change is because I was sensed? No... at least, I didn't notice that "it" was giving me an extra stare.

What is that for?

Could it be that the shelter has already noticed its existence?

Thinking of those news, Lin Tuo vaguely had a guess, but there were still some things he didn't understand.

In the past, no matter whether it was a life in the spirit world or a supernatural item, once they appeared, they would show malice or purpose... But this time, the "abnormality" hidden in the virtual space seemed extremely weird.

"What is your purpose?" Lin Tuo pierced a monster with a puff. Lin Tuo raised his head and looked up at the sky amidst the screams of killing. There was nothing there.

...

Time is still ticking, and in the virtual space, the battle continues endlessly.

There was also an uproar in the shelter.

Although the text message from the Central Committee did not specify the details, but only pushed it to technical issues, the sensation caused by the long-term "staying" of millions of people must not be underestimated.

In particular, with the news of the "government" entering the third continent's game company, it made countless people nervous and inexplicable.

People ran home one after another, looking nervously at their "sleeping" family members, restless.

In the building under martial law, all employees are forbidden to enter and exit. The original development office area has been taken over by the government department.

One after another, the instruments were moved in and connected to try to open the closed "third continent".

Here, too, a war is going on.

"No. 22 node impact failed!"

"External link jump failed!"

"The local data analysis is complete... no, it cannot be connected!"

"Call disconnected..."

In the office area, the air was full of tension. No one dared to interrupt the cracking work. Even the two party committee members who rushed over from the first ring could only wait with heavy faces.

fail……

Still fail...

Almost all the virtual technology experts in the entire shelter have arrived, but they are unable to break through the black box of the game.

At this moment, the sky outside the window has simulated the sunset.

The atmosphere was also anxious to the extreme.

Suddenly, a technical specialist shouted loudly:

"Real address captured! Trying to connect!"

boom!

After the voice fell, the heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the entire office area seemed to be punctured. The head of the technical department suddenly got up and overturned the chair, but no one cared.

All eyes cast over immediately!

With a real address, although it does not mean the end of this technical competition, it can become a breakthrough.

Let them know what's going on inside the space!

"How's it going?!"

"let me see!"

Amidst the noise, the commissioner also looked excited, and pressed a safe-like instrument beside him.

On the screen on the wall, a connection screen suddenly appeared.

A ball of light appeared, but in the next second, what appeared in front of everyone was not the internal scene, but a figure in a red robe and a flower crown!

A very familiar figure to everyone present!

"Anne... Hathaway...?!" The technical specialist exclaimed subconsciously.

Not the cute version of the usher!

It perfectly restores the image of the real Hathaway in history!

In the corner, the restless former head of the game development department hurriedly explained: "It's the patron saint of games!"

Seeing everyone staring at him, he stammered and explained: "In the game settings, there is a supreme patron saint... designed according to Hathaway, this... this is the design drawing of the game patron saint..."

Hearing this, the people present did not relax, but became more and more confused.

A virtual character that adopts the image of Hathaway from history... They understand this logic.

But the question is...why?

Why does the "Patron Saint" appear after the address is connected?

Fortunately, soon, they ended their thinking.

When Hathaway's image of the patron saint of "The Third Continent" appeared on the screen, there seemed to be a flash of light in her lifelike eyes.

As if calmly looking at the people outside the screen.

Then, on that god-like perfect and majestic face, the lips parted slightly, and a voice echoed:

"Is it you guys calling me?"

Facing this question, everyone was a little dazed.

In the corridor, the two supreme committee members who were waiting had also walked in. The moment they saw Hathaway, the man and woman suddenly felt a burst of horror.

Turning to look at the director of game development in the corner, they said in unison: "This... is also the setting of the game?"

Facing everyone's gaze, the game director was almost drenched in cold sweat: "This... this... I don't remember... recording this line..."

quiet!

In the room, it was instantly quiet!

At this moment, everyone realized the key point.

You must know that virtual characters are not intelligent, and all the words are entered in advance. Although players occasionally feel that some npcs are very "humanized", that is only the effect of the algorithm.

In theory, it is impossible for characters in the game to speak lines that have not been typed!

What's more, is it the most important "patron saint" in the setting?

"Extraordinary..." The male committee member looked solemn.

Another female committee member immediately opened a magic spell in her hand!

"Om~"

The magic power spewed out, and in an instant, it protected the surrounding people, and the supernatural guards in the corridor even rushed in, surrounding the "screen" on the wall, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy!

And facing the vigilant and terrified human beings.

On the screen, the "Patron Saint", who was almost identical to Hathaway, who had died a hundred years ago, looked down on the crowd indifferently, with a trace of disappointment appearing on his divine face like a god:

"Are today's human beings so timid?"

As she spoke, her dignified silver eyes stared coldly at the heavily protected man and woman, and at the two high-ranking committee members:

"Sure enough, Francis and the others were right to worry.

The thick soil is both protection and a prison, and the long time will make future generations be content with the status quo and lose their aggressiveness. Once they get used to avoiding, they will also lose the courage to fight when faced with a crisis..."

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened.

The hearts of the two committee members jumped even more!

Francis... In the shelter, if there is no prefix, then this name refers to only one person!

That was Queen Winton of the former Northern Continent when humans first stepped into the Sanctuary hundreds of years ago, and she was also one of the first generation of supreme committee members!

But at this moment, this "virtual character" wearing the appearance of General Hathaway in history...why would a designed "Patron Saint" say such words?

"You...you are..." a committee member asked with a trembling voice.

However, Heather on the screen just said coldly:

"I'm not her."

After a pause, 'Hathaway' calmly put the staff in her hand in front of her, and said:

"Now, I think, we can talk."

...

...

Absolute battlefield.

The battle is still going on, but the time has already passed.

On the battlefield, people tend to lose their sensitivity to time.

Only the west, which is gradually filled with red clouds, vaguely reminds me of something.

Lin Tuo withdrew his gaze, and the spear in his hand swept randomly, but missed the enemy. He frowned slightly, only then did he realize that the boundless army of monsters began to retreat slowly.

Of course they didn't leave, they just gathered on the other side of the plain to rest.

On the human side, the armored npc army also began to gather.

The horn sounded behind him, and the war seemed to have entered the "halftime" stage.

"Is it over?" Next to him, Dong Dongbao, who was exhausted, fell to the ground and wiped the "blood" on his face. There was no excitement on his face when he first came in.

Around, the rest of the team were worse than him. The priest named Yaoyao had long been hiding beside a collapsed ancient wall on the plain.

The hunter "Kaka", who didn't look like a girl at all, was lying on the ground in a large font, panting.

Looking around, the entire plain is full of players lying on the ground...

Lying down, of course, is not death, but just helplessness after exhaustion.

tired!

too tired!

What the virtual space connects is the human spirit. Although the body will not get tired, the spirit will.

The fierce fighting, fighting, and high concentration of mental power are rapidly consuming the players' spirits. The direct reflection is that as the battle continues, the shouts from the players are getting lower and lower.

At first, after some players were killed, they would happily run out from the resurrection point of the city wall.

In the end, some players even deliberately delayed... But it won't be long.

According to the settings of the "Extreme Battlefield" dungeon, after the player is resurrected, if he does not join the battle within the specified time, he will be forcibly teleported to the center of the battlefield...

The most pitiful thing is that there is no way to exit.

Compared with the rest of the players, the few people in the team are considered good.

With Lin Tuo, a level 60 high-level player, covering him, he can take time to rest when he is tired, and he doesn't have to worry about being swallowed up by monsters when he takes a breath.

But even so, when the horn sounded, he still collapsed to the ground.

"End? Not necessarily." Lin Tuo silently retracted the spear, glanced at Dongdongbao, and said.

"What do you mean?" Several people looked over, and then heard Lin Tuo say, "Check the time."

time?

Everyone was stunned, and then remembered to call out the game panel. After a look, the expressions of several young people changed:

"It's three o'clock?"

"I remember it was around five o'clock when I came in..."

"That is to say, we have been playing this instance for more than ten hours?!" The huntress Kaka was a little dazed. She couldn't help but look at the sunset over the plain, and asked, "Why did it take so long?"

How can it be so long?

At this moment, several people had similar thoughts in their minds.

First amazement, then nervousness, then bewilderment.

"It's over, there's class tomorrow at such a late hour..." the pastor named Yaoyao said while clutching his staff.

They all looked at her strangely.

Do you still have the heart to think about this at this time?

The key point of the problem is not here! ! !

"Still can't go offline! What's going on? It hasn't been repaired in ten hours?" Captain Dong Dongbao checked the lower panel, his face was ugly.

After so long, the "Exit" button still cannot be clicked.

This is clearly not right.

"No, if you have been on the computer for more than ten hours in a row, the brain computer will definitely respond, and you will be reminded early, and even kicked out forcibly!" Kaka also got up: "It is impossible for everyone's brain computer to be broken. right?

Okay, even if it's really broken, after such a long time, your family members must have discovered it long ago. I am alone in my family and no one cares about it. But what about your parents?

How could it not be called? "

After the words fell, everyone's hearts sank.

Not just them.

At this moment, as the battlefield quieted down, the players took a breath and opened the game panel one after another, either preparing to go offline, or checking the battle results...

Immediately, everyone was stunned.

ten hours...

When seeing this point in time, almost everyone had the same doubts and realized that something was wrong.

In fact, during the battle, quite a few players wanted to go offline to rest, but firstly they thought it was a bug, and secondly, the battle was too intense, and there was no time to think about other things in that atmosphere.

Even if someone realizes something is wrong, there cannot be a large-scale discussion.

Until this moment, the fighting stopped, and everyone suddenly woke up.

"what happened?"

"Why can't you quit?"

"I can't go offline for a long time! There must be something wrong!"

"We have more than one million people here..."

On the plain, the sunset is brilliant, and the smoke rises. On the ground, the smoke and fire are still pervasive, but an uneasy atmosphere is born and spread.

And as the discussion spread, some new news quickly spread through the crowd, or the panel chat channel:

"There is a problem with the brain computer or the virtual space! All those who are online cannot be disconnected. Once disconnected or forcibly removed, people will enter a state similar to shock!"

The source of this news was the tester of the "Third Continent" company who first noticed something was wrong and entered the investigation!

It's just that in the previous battlefield, the news was difficult to spread, and only a small number of people knew about it.

At this moment, as the news spread, everyone became tense, and an atmosphere of panic pervaded the air.

On the plain, the scattered players were relatively uneasy.

And those big guild channels have already become a mess.

On the city wall corresponding to the new area, the president of the "Glory Guild" who had just completed the task of defending the city was standing with the NPC leader of the city wall defenders.

But his eyes were fixed on the screen-like information on the game panel and in the channel.

At this moment, when they learned of the situation outside, the 1.18 million players fell into an unprecedented panic!

In the end what happened?

How long will this situation last?

Is it a brief "glitch", or something else?

At this moment, no one can calm down. In reality, they feel better with their family members around. At least they know that their "body" will not be starved to death.

But those players who are working outside or living alone have completely panicked.

If it can't be solved in three to five days.

Will their bodies die?

...

"Brother Xiaodong, what should we do?" On the plain, in the team, the priest named Yaoyao was about to cry, and looked at Dongdongbao in despair.

The latter's face was also pale, but he still tried his best to maintain his composure:

"Don't worry, so many people are stranded here, the central government must have noticed, perhaps, it is urgently repairing, maybe in the next second, we can leave here."

"real?"

"Well! Trust me."

Beside her, the huntress with a "sharp" personality, huddled on the ground, looked at the two of them with dark eyes, and suddenly sneered:

"Is this kind of consolation interesting? One dares to speak, one dares to believe?

Ten hours, no matter how slow the government reacted, it would have known about it a long time ago, and the result?

There is no movement for so long, what does it mean?

This is definitely not a simple technical failure! Let me tell you, be prepared to die. "

"Kaka!" Xiaodong scolded.

The latter confronted each other sarcastically:

"I'm telling the truth, what's wrong? Yaoyao has family to look after her, but I don't! My dad is still on the ground! He just left a few days ago! My body smells so bad that no one will find it!"

As she said that, she became a little agitated, and her smoky eyes suddenly turned red.

"Okay...don't say a few words." A boy next to him persuaded, then turned his head to look at the "Holy Knight" who was sitting next to him, leaning against the wall, slightly startled.

I saw that the paladin who was pulled into the team and spoke very little was slowly wiping the lance in his hand.

His face was calm, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

It formed a sharp contrast with the panicked players around.

At this moment, as if sensing his gaze, "Paladin" turned his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"No...I just...just..." The boy stammered, "I want to hear your thoughts."

Some people on the side, in the team, and around also looked over.

Everyone has noticed that this paladin is quite different from ordinary people's composure.

In flustered situations, people who stay calm will always gain more trust and dependence from others.

"What do I think?" Lin Tuo seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and immediately, a smile appeared on that enviable face with good skin, which seemed not to be tired at all, "Since you are confused, just ask .”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, all at a loss, not understanding what the words meant.

In the next second, Lin Tuo stood up slowly, his crimson cloak flapping in the wind.

Then, he took a few steps forward, came to an empty high slope, and casually stabbed Xueliang's lance into the soil.

Looking up at the surprised gazes of the surrounding people, he looked at the sky full of red clouds and spoke softly. Immediately, his loud voice swept across the entire plain:

"Now, I think, we can talk."

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