Taking advantage of the chaos inside the prison, Lin Chi escaped from the dark and cold prison with Commander Mu, who was not very dexterous in his legs, and returned to the streets of Midtown. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Escorted by the puppet sent by Shen Wenchong, the two quickly returned to the underground workshop in Xiacheng District, and it was not until they confirmed that no one had followed, and Lin Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle with the "nameless death row prisoner" just now was terrifying for him, Lin Chi had already entered a state of "feeling his body hollowed out", and he was not interested in the new equipment that Shen Wenchong made in the workshop, he just wanted to go back to the safe house and sleep quickly.

But before that, there are other things to deal with:

"Why did you save me?" Commander Mu's voice was a little questioning: "It's time to answer, right?" ”

"I set up a secret organization." Lin Chi bluntly stated his purpose: "Now we need an officer who can command the army. ”

"Command the army ......"

Hearing this, Commander Mu immediately understood what he wanted to do, and the expression on his face suddenly sank: "You want me to betray my country?" ”

"No, it's not that serious, I just want to work for the benefit of the people of the Organ City." Lin Chi nodded solemnly: "I believe you can also see that this city is hopeless." ”

Commander Mu bowed his head and remained silent.

The loyal soldier wanted to refute, but could not find any reason to refute it. He knew very well that if it weren't for the young man in front of him who risked his life to save him, his only ending would only be to be beheaded on the street in front of everyone......

――Is it really worth sacrificing one's life for an army that has become so rotten?

"Have you thought about it?" Lin Chi smiled.

"Give me some time, I'll answer you tomorrow." Commander Mu lowered his head, and the expression on his face was very solemn.

"Then you can rest in the workshop first, and I'll be back tomorrow morning."

After Lin Chi finished speaking to the officer, he said a few more words to Shen Wenchong and the others, and then left the underground workshop and walked to the safe house he had purchased.

Even if there are only a few players left alive, resting in the underground workshop that is not considered a safe house is still not as reliable as a foolproof safe house.

What's more, the bed in the safe house is more comfortable to sleep in......

By the time he returned to his safe house in Midtown, it was nearly midnight. Lin Chi walked into the house that had been converted into a military camp and collapsed on the soft big bed in the bedroom on the first floor.

After entering a complete state of safety, he did not fall asleep immediately as usual, but took out the blood-stained notebook from his backpack, stared at the black skin of the notebook, and fell into thought:

Obviously, the boss "nameless death row prisoner" who was killed by himself was the barbarian in Shen Wenchong's mouth. Moreover, according to the notes, this NPC must have "crossed" somewhere else.

Lin Chi knew very well that the possibility of the player crossing into this kind of game was basically equal to zero, even if that guy was really a player, it was impossible to show that kind of attitude, that is......

Synthesizing the current intelligence, Lin Chi quickly came to an astonishing conclusion:

"He 'crossed' to this map from other maps in the game?"

If it were an ordinary intra-brain imaging game, it would obviously not be possible for this NPC to run on the wrong set. But judging from Lin Chi's experience in the first game, "War Paradise" is obviously not an ordinary game.

Since there are already NPCs like the Executioner who openly rebel against GM, it doesn't seem so surprising that NPCs like "Nameless Death Row" will appear on other maps.

Judging from the content of the notes, the prisoner was also caught by the "executive" role used by the administrator, and then thrown into the prison, and by the way, he was hung up with the title and name of the boss.

It sounds like the only explanation at the moment, but ......

"In the 'Trap City' map that other players are lined up into, there shouldn't be this boss, right?"

Although he already knows that some NPCs in "War Paradise" will rebel against the GM, Lin Chi is more concerned about the randomness of this game now.

- If the nameless death row prisoner really ran over from another map and was caught by the executive officer before becoming the boss. In other ongoing games that use the "Trap City" map, this boss should not be present.

If this is the case, the events and NPCs that occur in each ongoing game in "War Paradise" should be random, and even the bosses may change.

In other words, this game should be a "true random sandbox game" where all the data is randomly calculated!

So here's the question:

At this moment, there are at least hundreds of thousands of games being played at the same time around the world, and if all the data in these game maps is random, the amount of computation and storage required is terrifying.

-- Even the most powerful supercomputer available today, with a huge server covering an area of 15 square kilometers, cannot withstand such a huge amount of data!

How exactly does this weird game do it?

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of any reliable answers, and a sense of sleepiness came to his heart, dragging Lin Chi into a dreamless sleep.

……

At the same time, in another city on the other side of the river, an organization similar to the "Brotherhood" had just been formed.

Unlike the Brotherhood, this organization does not rely on the spontaneous support of its members, but through another simple but effective method to maintain absolute stability.

"Ahh

In the gloomy sewers, a bald man with five fingers cut off was lying on the dirty and damp ground and struggling, but he couldn't even stand up, and could only look desperately at his right hand, which was spurting blood, with a look of horror on his face.

Seeing the tragic situation of this man, the dozens of strong men standing behind were all frightened and did not dare to speak.

Although these big men were all dressed in heavy armor and carrying all kinds of heavy weapons, when facing the slender figure in the gray cloak in front of them, they were like timid lambs, and they all stood far away, not daring to say anything at all.

"I say, who still has an opinion about my command?" On the face covered with scars under the hood of the cloak, a kind smile appeared: "I am very kind to have an opinion to ask...... Don't scream! ”

Bloodblade said with a metal boot with a blade on the heel of his shoe, and stepped heavily on the bald man's back:

"We're in a meeting, can you be quiet?"

"Chief, he's dying......" said one soldier with a wince.

"So what?" Bloodblade smiled and suddenly lowered his voice: "You want to replace him?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the strong man immediately shut his mouth in amusement, and stood behind the crowd and did not dare to make a sound.

"You should know why I punished him." Bloodblade looked down at the bald man who was screaming, and said to his other subordinates, "This idiot still has time to help the children on the street in the battle......

"Only the most cruel people can reach the top, my army doesn't need any mercy, all you have to do is kill, it's simple, right?"

"Yes, Chief." The soldiers immediately nodded yes.

"This is like the words...... Bloody Blade nodded with satisfaction, pulled out the war halberd behind his back with his right hand, and cut off the bald man's head with a wave of his hand, shouting: "Be quiet!" ”

Even when they saw their comrades being brutally killed, none of these bloody soldiers in the sewers dared to speak out, but quietly took a few steps back, ready to escape.

Then they heard the leader of the terror give your last command for the day:

"Disband."

Hearing this, several soldiers stepped forward and were about to help their comrades collect their bodies as usual, but saw that the bloody blade was already in front of them:

"Leave him here, I like to see the corpse decompose."

"Yes......" the soldiers nodded immediately.

Seeing the submissive appearance of his subordinates, Bloody Blade laughed contemptuously and turned away without hesitation.

-- The army has been formed, and tomorrow is the time to start.