Doomsday: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

  Chapter 17 Capture

  Luyang City is located on the Yangtze River. It is the center of water transport dispatching. It has developed commerce and a population of hundreds of thousands. It is a super big city and there are countless floating population.

  This is the site of the Iron Palm Gang, but all five sects and three factions have their own industries or residences here. The streets are bustling with people from all walks of life with swords and swords. Duge and his party are not conspicuous in the crowd.

   Along the way, listening to Feng Yunjie's introduction to Luyang City, Duge observed different customs and customs, and became more and more impressed by the simulation field.

  It's so real!

  What kind of technology can create such a world!

   And such a world is only used for assessment.

   What a luxury!

  If the game makers on earth have this means, the richest man in the world...

"Mr. Qi, the Xingyu Tower in front of us is the property of our Feng family. Let's go live there later, eat something, and then do other things." Feng Yunjie said, "Before my father sent people to look for the demon, the first stop should be It's also here, after one night, I don't know if they have found out the news. In a big city like Luyang, there are not many big cadres. Even a small county like Feng's family can have you and Feng Jiu, two heavenly demons. Luyang City should More…"

   "It's possible." Duge nodded. He has been paying attention to the changes in the total number of people in the simulation field.

  From last night to now, there are still more than 650 contestants left in the simulation field, and 160 people were eliminated in one night. I have to say that the simulation field is really a cold meat grinder, and it doesn't make sense at all.

   He was more merciful and saved Feng Jiu's life, otherwise, Feng Jiu would have become one of the more than a hundred people who disappeared last night.

  According to this speed, within ten days, there will be few people left in the simulation field.

   But this is just the best idea. Duge knows that the further down the line, the slower the rate of attrition will be, and the ones left will be elites who can pretend to be familiar with the use of their own keywords.

  Feng Jiu is actually right, the act of exposing himself is really stupid.

  When everyone else is in the dark, he is a shining target and will be targeted by everyone.

  The easiest way to become the top ten in the simulation field is not to use your keywords to the extreme, but to live to the end and eliminate everyone.

   Only ten people are left, either the top ten or the top ten.

  There is no impenetrable wall in the world. He is so high-profile in Feng's residence, there will always be people who are not strict and leak him and his key words.

   This is impossible, who told him not to understand the rules of the game?

  It’s easy to hide a hidden arrow, but it’s hard to defend against it. Among hundreds of players, he is the only one playing the bright card...

   What the hell!

  The only thing that made Duge rejoice was that the simulation field would only eliminate people, and no one would die.

   But he has already become the first place, and if he is eliminated again, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart. This is the pride of a traverser and must be guarded.

   Fortunately, in ancient times, the spread of information was slow and the distance was long. Duge still had buffer time, so he would not face hundreds of enemies all at once.

  If it was just a single jump, Duge felt that he should be able to handle it. The status of ranking first in the simulation field is not a decoration.

  However, we still have to find a way to increase our strength. The stronger the strength, the safer it is. It is best to suppress an era like Wu Sheng Qiaohe...

  …

   When they came to Xingyu Tower, some staff took away the horses of several people, and the shopkeeper came out in person and led several people into the backyard.

  Feng Shiyi asked as he walked: "Feng Zhong, did the people who came here yesterday find out anything?"

   "Yes." Feng Zhong glanced at Duge and nodded.

  Dug and the others stopped at the same time and looked at the shopkeeper.

  Feng Yunjie asked: "What did you find?"

  Feng Zhong turned to Du Ge, and asked, "Second Master, this young man looks so angry, doesn't he..."

   "This is Mr. Qi, the Supreme Elder in our mansion, and he will preside over the affairs of the demon." Feng Shiyi glared at him, and said, "Don't hide it from him."

   "Feng Zhong has met the Supreme Elder." Feng Zhong hurriedly cupped his fists at Duge, respectfully speaking.

   "You're welcome, Shopkeeper Feng." Duge smiled, "Tell me about the Heavenly Demon!"

"It's a coincidence that the demon that day was our shop's junior, Wang San." Feng Zhongdao, "A few days ago, Wang San contracted tuberculosis, and the doctor said that he couldn't be saved, so he was waiting to die at home. Last night, the government When someone from inside came to investigate, I reported his situation to him.

   As a result, guess what, Wang San was alive and kicking, flirting with the little girl next door, without even coughing. Seriously ill, he recovered quickly, and all the characteristics were in line with the Heavenly Demon Duoshe, so they took Wang San back.

  However, that guy was stubborn and refused to admit that he had been taken away. He only said that a wandering doctor passed by at home and gave him a few needles to recover from his illness. He also yelled that we should go to the temple to find a master to exorcise him. As a result, no one in the neighborhood has ever seen that wandering doctor..."

   "Where is Wang San now?" Duge immediately became interested and interrupted him to ask.

"The acupoints are tapped, and they are locked in the guest room!" Feng Zhongdao, "I dare not let the person who is called at home go away. Second master, is this Heavenly Demon real? It's a tuberculosis, just make a deal. No matter how I think about it, it feels evil..."

   "Feng Zhong, when will you correct your bad mouth? Stop talking nonsense and take us to see Wang San." Feng Shiyi also interrupted him.

"Second Master, go this way." Feng Zhong smiled innocently, walked two steps quickly, and led the way in front, "Huangzi Room No. 7, the innermost one. Second Master, don't worry about my work, there are usually no people in Huangzi Room Hold on, make sure no one else can save him. I not only ordered his acupuncture points, but also tied him up. I have prepared rooster blood, black dog blood, and glutinous rice in advance..."

  …

  Feng Zhong murmured all the way, and led everyone to Room No. 7 of Huang Zi, took out the key and opened the door: "Second Lord, Wang San is inside."

"Okay, I got it, leave the rest to us, you go ahead and do your work! Tell the kitchen to prepare a table of good wine and food for us." Feng Shiyi had had enough of Feng Zhong's nagging, and waited for him to open the room. door, and rushed to drive him away.

"It's already ready, Second Master, don't you worry about my work?" Feng Zhong stood still and looked into the room, "Second Master, you have to let me stay, let me see how to identify Heavenly Demon, if we meet again in the future, I can handle it myself!"

   "Let's stay, the shopkeeper is one of his own, and he is more familiar with Wang San's situation." Du Ge casually maintained the dignity of the shopkeeper Feng before looking into the room.

  A boy about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed as a shop waiter, was thrown on the bed.

   There is a bowl of glutinous rice, a bucket of dog blood, and a bucket of chicken blood beside the bed...

  Dug has a black thread.

   Okay, this guy really treats the demon as a ghost!

Realizing that the door was opened, Wang San squirmed desperately, but he couldn't lift his head up: "The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, is it you? You can count it, I'm really not a demon, just let me go, I won't let you go." If I recover from my illness and don’t come to work, please, let me out, I can’t hold back anymore..."

  Dug and the others walked into the room.

  Wang San's voice stopped abruptly: "Who are you?"

  Feng Shiyi didn't say a word, went to hold his pulse, and after a while, raised his head and said: "Full of energy, the pulse is soft and strong, it doesn't look like a patient recovering from a serious illness, Mr. Qi, the demon has undoubtedly seized him."

  (end of this chapter)