Chapter 530: All Parties Are Weird

While Wang Zhifan has launched his personal plan in the wealthy underground area of ​​Bamo City, most of the other players are still staying in the ruins of the city on the surface.

At this time, the players have basically completed their respective team formations, forming an overall pattern of six or seven player teams and a few lone wolf players.

Since the start time of the current dungeon has not passed two hours, each player group did not choose to have a conflict, and each of them quickly dispersed to prepare for the subsequent battle.

These people have all entered the second stage, which is to start collecting intelligence and strategy copies.

Part of the player team joined hands to go outside the city, trying to find the researcher who delivered the messenger core, and obtain the required information through the researcher.

The other part, like Wang Zhifan not long ago, explored the center of the city where gunshots were heard and monsters roared.

Unknowingly, the two-hour initial safety period of the instance ended, and the player team entered the hostile battle stage.

At this time, a team of four players carefully walked through the ruins of the city filled with garbage. One of them was a player from the Han Kingdom who had recruited Wang Zhifan.

"Have those lone wolves discovered their location?"

At this time, the player from the cold country with small eyes asked a short man next to him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Not yet. Those people are very careful. It will take some time for my babies to find their traces, but I found a very strange NPC."

The short man said and showed him a tablet-like object in his hand. The large screen showed a figure in silver-gray mechanical armor, holding a katana sword, and moving swiftly between high-rise buildings.

"It's interesting. This guy doesn't look like an ordinary NPC... How far is he from us now?"

The cold player with small eyes stared at the image on the screen for a few seconds, with a very interested expression on his face.

"About three thousand meters, but he is moving very fast, and the distance between us is constantly shrinking."

The short man replied immediately.

"It seems like a good opportunity to collect information... Maybe there will be unexpected gains... You guys will support me from behind, and I will contact him personally!"

After the leader of the Cold Country player finished speaking, he asked the short man to guide him to the best route and started a plan to meet the first special NPC.

On the other side, in the central area of ​​​​the city's ruins, a team of players from the Bad Country arrived around the underground entrance.

Their figures walked out from the huge garbage pile like a hill. Behind them, several NPCs who had glanced at local gang members died tragically on the ground. Another NPC was trembling and was surrounded by the players.

"Boy! Don't be nervous! We are actually all good people. Your companions were just unlucky and were hit by our firearms accidentally misfiring! Don't worry! As long as you cooperate as we said, you can live a good life in the future. , both beautiful women and money can’t be enjoyed enough..."

In this team, the strong black man following the trembling NPC was dancing and chattering, as if he wanted to use his sweet words to make the NPC forget what just happened and how they brutally interrogated his companions, and then put them to death again. Killing them all after draining their intelligence, he was the only one left.

Of course, this NPC also knew the reason why his companions were killed. If they didn't want to kill this group of foreign weirdos first, these weirdos might really be able to get along with them.

"Ahead is the entrance to the underground city they mentioned. I feel it's not safe for everyone to go in at the same time. We must leave some manpower to look after us outside."

A white player in the team suddenly stopped and said to his companion.

"We'd better not separate. Only by uniting together can we have enough strength. Let my Jack stay outside. It is enough to destroy the guards in front and the giant beasts beside them."

A tall white woman said as she bent down and released a small green infantry toy onto the ground.

This toy is simple and quite small in shape. It is a relatively common plastic toy for children. It looks nothing special when placed on the ground, but several other people in the team looked surprised when they saw it.

"You even released Jack. Boss, you are so willing. You are not afraid that Jack will be snatched away by other teams."

A black girl immediately joked.

"Haha, if those people really come to snatch my Jack, we will save a lot of things and no one will bother us when the messenger comes."

The tall slender white woman responded with a smile.

While chatting, the group held hostage the NPC who had wanted to rob and kill them and headed towards the underground entrance. They decided to explore the underground of Bamo City and obtain the necessary information.

At the same time, on the edge of Bamo City, a beggar who looked ordinary and in ragged clothes slowly walked out of the edge of the city and walked toward the northeast.

Suddenly, this inconspicuous beggar raised his palm, and a tiny human face appeared in the center of his palm. The human face spoke to him:

"Master, there is a person who is eyeing you and is following you quietly."

"Is it a lone wolf or a gang?"

The beggar-looking man then asked his palm.

"It's Lone Wolf, the one you met not long ago."

"Then don't worry about him. I know his strength. I can't do anything to him, and he can't deal with me. He must be following me to get information and give him an advantage."

After saying this, the beggar-like man suddenly changed his image and turned into a researcher in a white coat. He then raised his hand and took out a motorcycle out of thin air, jumped on the motorcycle and drove towards the northeast at high speed.

Behind him, an inconspicuous fly flew out from the ruins of the city and followed him steadily not far or near.

In this way, all players are collecting intelligence in their own way, except Wang Zhifan.

He has already completed the early stages of intelligence collection and is taking a bath in the bathroom of an apartment while sipping local red wine.

"Xiaohong, how did the president react?"

While lying in the bathtub drinking red wine, Wang Zhifan asked the smart watch placed beside the bathtub.

An image was immediately projected on the watch, showing a middle-aged man in full mechanical armor hitting a balloon. Every time he punched the balloon, the balloon remained unchanged, but the metal plate behind the balloon showed a one-foot-deep dent.

"Your Excellency, Captain, as you speculated, after I hyped the upcoming challenge through the local network, the fighting club president agreed to compete with you. He is currently training before the game."

Xiaohong's voice followed closely from the smart watch.

"Haha... I knew he would agree. Even if he knew that my right to challenge was illegally modified, he still had to agree."

With a calm response, Wang Zhifan looked away from the training video of the fighting club president, shook the red wine in the glass goblet twice, and took a shallow sip.

He is so sure that his plan will succeed because he understands that the fighting in Bamao City will be very special, that is, the fighters inside cannot avoid challenges, otherwise they will be ruined and unable to survive.

Therefore, after he asked Xiaohong to modify that she had the right to challenge, he also asked him to publicize it on the local network, so that the fighting club would not be able to refuse. Otherwise, no matter what the reason, the president would have the impression of escaping the challenge. .

"Your Excellency, Captain, since you are going to participate in the game, do you need me to make some corresponding arrangements?"

Xiaohong then asked Wang Zhifan that he felt that he should prepare something in advance so that the competition would be foolproof and someone could successfully obtain the position of president of the fighting club. This was also the purpose of Wang Zhifan's doing these things.

"No, you just need to supervise the normal progress of the competition... By the way, I will not go there myself, I will only send a clone to participate in the competition. Maybe you have to find a way to cooperate so that the identity of the clone will not be exposed."

Wang Zhifan thought for a while and replied, saying that he had no intention of participating in the war personally and would only let his avatar do it for him.

On the one hand, this is because he has no interest in playing games, and participating in games is just a means to achieve an end.

On the other hand, it is because the president of the fighting club is not qualified enough for him to take action personally. According to the information Xiaohong has researched, the gap in strength between the two is extremely huge.

"Okay, I will monitor all electronic instruments present, and no equipment will detect abnormalities by then."

Xiao Hong immediately punched out the guarantee.

"Hmm... I almost forgot, don't you still have the image data of the messenger I asked you to find? This is the highest priority."

Wang Zhifan in the bathtub continued to ask questions, focusing on the core information of this copy.

"No relevant image data has been found. Mr. Captain, based on the available information, it is speculated that the envoy may not be able to be photographed, or may have some related restricted abilities."

Xiaohong's answer made Wang Zhifan frown.

"Can't take pictures? What does this mean? Even if you can't take pictures, you can't just draw a sketch or describe it in words? What's going on with this messenger? He is clearly the number one threat but no detailed information is left behind?"

I have to say that this is what confuses Wang Zhifan the most right now.

Originally, he thought that with the advanced AI assistance from the urban planet, he could definitely understand the information about this copy and be far ahead of other players.

The result was that we only knew that most of the envoys were huge, had mysterious origins, and had unknown purposes. There was a certain pattern, and then there was no information at all. It was just like a joke.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Captain, I have reviewed all the information on the local network in Bamo City, and indeed no more relevant information was found.

I am trying to break into the database of researchers near Bamo City to find more information on the emissaries.

But their database defense array is very special and will take a certain amount of time. The current success rate is 1.77%..."

Xiaohong's answer once again puzzled Wang Zhifan, and he immediately responded:

"Xiao Hong, I remember that you easily broke into the networks of the local academy of sciences and large companies. How could you hit a wall in a research institute with only a hundred people? Is this research institute with a hundred people so different?

That's right... This copy requires that the core of the messenger be handed over to them. Maybe they have mastered the power related to the messenger... Can you seize the monitoring system over there now? Let me see what's going on? "

"Okay, Mr. Captain, I have conquered their surveillance system a long time ago. The difficulty lies in the database. I will broadcast the real-time video for you..."

After saying that, the smart watch where Xiaohong was sitting projected a three-dimensional picture.

The picture is quite dark, and it seems to show an underground passage. The passage then extends forward, passing through thick iron doors and thick concrete walls, and arrives at a bright laboratory.

There are currently only two people in this laboratory, a bald middle-aged man with glasses, and a young tall and thin young man. Both of them are wearing white coats and researcher uniforms. They are obviously staff members inside.

"Failed again... We must emphasize to the higher-ups at the next meeting that we need more messenger-related materials! Preferably the core part!"

The middle-aged bald man with glasses said in a very unhappy tone, took a look at the test tube in his hand, and threw it into the recycling bin next to him without any nostalgia.

"Supervisor, these materials are already very rare. The core messenger materials are impossible to obtain. Even these materials were picked up by soldiers at the risk of their lives. After all, no one can get close to those guys. They are too difficult to understand and too powerful..."

"No, it's because we lack the correct cognition that leads to this! Once we unlock their secrets, they will become as simple as baked potatoes!"

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The two people's argument continued. Wang Zhifan, who was soaking in the bathtub, watched for a while and felt that there was a lack of useful information, so he asked Xiaohong to switch the focus of the real-time video and look at other places in the institute.

As a result, other places either had people doing experiments that outsiders couldn't understand, or staff were typing on the keyboard, and they couldn't provide any useful information, so Wang Zhifan had to give up watching.

"This research institute is not simple. According to what they said, they are studying the materials on the messenger, so they must have a deep understanding of the messenger. I just don't know if it's the same as the people here, and I'm not willing to say more."

The reason why Wang Zhifan turned his attention to the research institute was because he encountered an information bottleneck in Bamo City.

In addition to asking Xiaohong to search all the online information, he also personally asked some NPCs of different status, but the results were not as good as those on the Internet.

The NPCs either didn't answer him, or said that they had never seen the messenger and knew nothing, even if he asked them in a tough attitude.

"How about I go to the research institute myself? I believe the people there must know something."

The weirder the things were, the stronger Wang Zhifan's desire to explore became, and he planned to go to the underground research institute outside the city to explore.

As for the underground things in Bamo City, he temporarily handed them over to Xiaohong and his clone, which was a kind of personal leisure.

This is indeed the case. He sought the position of the president of the fighting club mainly to kill time, so that there would be no one to issue orders to him, and at the same time, his living conditions would be as good as possible.

Clearing the dungeon is his most important task, so he is particularly concerned about the information related to the messenger. (End of this chapter)