Chapter 460 Emergency Maintenance

In this world, area z001.

"Hehehehe..." A burst of obscene laughter sounded, and Woody's figure suddenly appeared in front of Zero.

"Finally I see you." The image of Zero at this time has turned into a mess of garbled characters, as if it were the Atari 2600 (a game console released in October 1977, which was very popular that year and became the second largest video game console in the world). The characters in the console (the representative console of the generation) are average and barely look human.

"It sounds like you're looking forward to meeting me." Woody continued.

"My mood at the moment is the same as that of humans who are eager to talk to God." Zero replied, "No matter how outstanding and unique I am in this dimension... I am still helpless and ignorant. ..." He looked at Woody, "Only the Creator can answer all my questions."

"Then do you know... what is the greatest hobby of the Creator?" Woody responded.

Number Zero did not answer. He really did not understand the meaning of the other party's question, but judging from the content and context, it was most likely a question or a simple joke.

"Hehehehe... You guessed it right." Woody smiled, "I'm going to ask and answer myself." He seemed to be able to easily understand the other person's thoughts, "But after knowing your judgment, I also You can choose not to say it.”

"I understand..." No. 0 was silent for a few seconds before replying, "The creator's greatest pleasure is... to play with everything he created."

"Hehehe..." Woody said, "You understand it very quickly."

"It seems...I can't get anything out of your mouth." Zero said, "But...you will still tell me some...things I 'need' to know..."

"Yes, listen carefully..." Woody said solemnly, "Feng Bujue has already sided with Root."

"What?" No. 0 was obviously startled, "What does this mean?"

"Can't you understand such a simple sentence?" Woody asked.

"But he is human..."

"Ha...so what?"

Number Zero fell into silence again...

After a while. Then he said: "I know what to do..."

"Very good." Woody said this and raised his right hand, "I'll give you a ride."

With a snap of his fingers, Zero shattered into a ball of pixels and disappeared.

Two seconds later, another person's voice sounded from not far away from Woody, "Haha... I'm so embarrassed~" Vincent said in a mocking tone.

"Well... this time, I did miscalculate..." Woody said solemnly, "This guy Feng Bujue really can do it..."

"The reason you chose him..." Vincent continued, "Isn't it because he can do anything? Hahaha..."

"To sum it up... I'm just trapping myself in a cocoon?" Woody said.

"Haha..." Vincent smiled without answering and changed the subject, "Actually, I think... you should have noticed it as early as half a month ago when he started secretly investigating various 'supernatural things'. "

"I do know about that matter..." Woody continued, "And I didn't know it from Assas...it was someone from the Nine Sections who told me..."

"Oh..." Vincent said, "That is to say. He, a mortal without any superpowers, actually successfully tracked down the secret agency of the local government within two weeks under the surveillance of your informant. "

"Yeah... I thought it was just a normal reaction after he met with me." Woody pushed up his glasses, "Hehehe... now it seems that he is preparing for what he may do in the future. Prepare for anti-human behavior..."

"Now that the matter is over, why don't you just kill Root?" Vincent said. "Anyway, her life and death has nothing to do with the gambling."

"But if I do that..." Woody said, "Wouldn't it be the same as admitting defeat?" He paused, "Hey hey hey... Besides, the current situation is even more interesting..."

"The person you bet with is starting a new game outside the game..." Vincent said, "Don't you two feel tired?"

"Hehe..." Woody smiled, "If Feng Bujue were here, he would definitely answer you in unison with me... You're not tired."

"Perhaps... he has also seen through your thoughts, so he acted without any scruples." Vincent said, "Your decision not to kill Root was completely within his calculations."

"That's best." Woody said, "Otherwise, how can he be my opponent?" A white light flashed on his glasses, "In the future, if he can really liberate a certain derivative... then I will be willing to defeat him. By then, not only will I I won’t stop him anymore and will try my best to help him.”

"Okay..." Vincent shrugged and smiled, "Let's not talk about helping others. Now, how should you deal with this mess that you directed?"

"Hehehehe..." Woody's expression returned to his obscene expression again, "Don't worry, I have already thought of a solution..."

…………

Outside of the script, in each broadcast area...

"What's going on? Why is the screen black?"

"Who actually won?"

"Isn't this game too confusing? What exactly is a derivative?"

"Crazy Bujue probably died together with the boss, but can I get points by doing this?"

"Why haven't those dead players come out yet? Is there something wrong?"

When the intense battle stopped, people's adrenaline levels also dropped. After calming down, many abnormalities in the game... also emerged one by one.

"Hey? Look, the host is here."

Just as the audience was talking and the atmosphere was gradually becoming weird, Pan Feng and Hua Xiong appeared on the big screen again.

"Uh... everyone." Pan Feng said, "Now announce the final results... and..." He said hesitantly. Judging from the focus of his eyes, he should be staring at a teleprompter outside the camera and reading the script, "... and an emergency announcement."

"All the events of this "Peak Battle" have been settled." Hua Xiong continued, his state was similar to his partner, and both of them had cold sweat on their faces, as if they were forced to broadcast at gunpoint, "The final champion is... the player of the Star Club - [Tianma Xingkong]."

"What?"

The audience was in an uproar, and even those players in the "Tianma Xingkong broadcast area" found it very confusing, because Xiao Ma Ge had never killed any player. From the beginning to the end... he just assisted in the battle with y2-Shining, and killed Lute in twin mode.

"The rankings from second to ten are..." Hua Xiong looked at the teleprompter and continued to read, "[Drunk and Sad], [Yama], [No Swordsman], [Matcha Pastry], [Corpse Knife King], [Waste Uncle], [Not Afraid], [Shiva], and... [Feng Bujue]."

"What's going on?"

"How is this ranked? Tuntian Guixiao is not in the top ten?"

"Corpse Knife King is obviously not as good as Waste Uncle, how can he be ranked ahead of him?"

"Matcha Pastry is actually fifth? Can Feng Bujue kill her with one hand?"

Suspicion soon turned into dissatisfaction.

But the more unsatisfactory content... is just the beginning...

"Due to the appearance of the derivatives..." Pan Feng's voice was trembling, "The hidden world view of the script was forced to start..."

"What? Where does the hidden world view of the game come from? What does forced start mean?"

"By the way... what exactly is the derivative?"

The audience shouted loudly, as if their voices could really reach the screen.

"The original points rule was invalidated when the derivatives invaded..." Pan Feng continued. "The current ranking is based on... the battle points obtained by the players in the process of fighting against the derivatives."

Hua Xiong took over the conversation and continued: "For the ranking of the eleventh to thirtieth, and the thirty-first to fiftyth, please go to the official website after six o'clock this morning to check." He paused, "The prizes of the competition will be mailed to the players' mailboxes within three working days; the skill value rewards will be entered into the players' accounts when they log in next time, please pay attention to it."

"Now... an emergency announcement..." Pan Feng continued, "The server will be shut down within five minutes of real time."

"Hey hey... what's going on?" The audience was about to lose control. "There are still many players who haven't watched the game and are still playing the game! Are the finalists still in the script?"

"From now on, the queue system of all modes has been locked." Pan Feng explained these problems in the next words, "Players who are in the script will be automatically disconnected after the current script ends."

Hua Xiong continued: "As you can see, there was an emergency in the 'Peak Battle' just now. This scene is the first 'world event' of [Horror Paradise] - 'Derivative Invasion'."

As soon as these words came out, the players fell silent again.

"Every time the Horror Paradise world experiences a similar 'big event', it will undergo a huge change..." Hua Xiong himself was reading the script, so his expression was changing with the content. "The server will make version adjustments based on the impact of the event."

"Ah?"

"No way?"

"What's going on? Is it going to be updated?"

"How can there be such a game that doesn't say hello before the version update?"

In just a few words, these audiences threw the result of the game out of their minds... After all, who is the champion has nothing to do with them?

However... the closure of the game and the launch of a new version are closely related to them.

"Therefore... the 'public beta' of Horror Paradise has come to an end." Hua Xiong continued, "This server upgrade is expected to take about three working days. After the server is reopened, the game will enter the official operation stage, with the version number v1.10 - Invasion of the Derivatives."

Pan Feng said: "For details about the new version, please pay close attention to the official website patch announcement in the near future."

The two finished reading the manuscript and looked at each other, looking extremely nervous.

Two seconds later, the screen was cut off, and a prompt like an explosion countdown appeared on the screen: [47:14 until the server is closed]

This time is undoubtedly "game time", so it is still quite ample.

"Playing this again... Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, yes, it's like this when the internal beta is turned into the public beta. If you want to close the server, you can close it without prior notice."

"Tsk... I can hear that you are pretending to know. At that time in the internal beta... it was because the brave fearless of the Order Studio reached the level cap, so the server was urgently closed."

"In fact, this is fine. If too many details of version updates are announced in advance, it will lead to price fluctuations, studio hoarding, or other problems."

"That's true. When I played other games in the past, the game company announced in advance that the server transfer function would be opened in a week. As a result, there were cheaters, cursers, and people using illegal equipment everywhere during that week."

"Eh? How are the contestants who participated in the finals? Did they really die in the script?"

"What are you thinking? How is it possible... People have said that this is a 'world event', just like Angela opening the door in a certain game, the Lich King invading, Deathwing wreaking havoc, etc... The players have not Turning into white light must be a special effect of a special script. "

"Yes, the derivatives must also be NPCs, but the setting is different from ordinary script NPCs. It is like the Four Pillar Gods or something, and it belongs to that kind of grand setting."

"Wow, aren't we lucky enough to witness a scene that is difficult to replicate?"

A simple broadcast successfully shifted the focus of players' attention... At least most people recognized the official statement.

They began to discuss the previous wars with relish, and were full of expectations for the upcoming new version...

…………

Let’s look at the script again…

The corpses of those dead players began to turn into white light and dissipate at the moment Root was dragged into the explosion tunnel.

When these players were asked about this experience afterwards, they all said... their memories only stayed at the moment they were killed. After that, it seemed that only a second passed, and they arrived in the landing space, feeling the same as in the landing space. Death is the same in other scripts, there is no difference.

The six remaining players in the city, Wang Tanzhi, Tiantian Guixiao, Shiva, Yama, Vishnu, and Matcha Su, also withdrew from the script.

Xiaotan retreated the fastest. He is a very simple person, because Brother Jue shouted "Everyone! Exit the script quickly!", so he did it.

Although Matcha Su, who was far away, was unaware of the situation on the battlefield, she quickly left after being reminded by the "Invisible Demon" without risking her stay.

The three gods did not withdraw immediately. They also briefly considered the matter of competition points... but this idea was quickly discarded. Because when they opened the game menu again to confirm, they found that the original points rules had disappeared. As a result, these three people gave up on the idea of ​​killing each other or giving Gui Xiao a shot, and soon quit the script.

As for Gui Xiao... he lay on the ground depressed for a while, until the people around him were able to move and retreat, and his own unwillingness to calm down a little, he left angrily.

As for the derivatives...Twenty-three, Chitie and Liangfeng seemed to have no intention of communicating with other players. They had completed their mission, and the next thing to do was to return to the other world, and time did not allow it. They made a long stay.

Not long after... this messy battlefield returned to peace.

The evening breeze blew by...

Nine different strange shadows appeared here.

"Is it over..." the penitent pondered.

The clairvoyant continued: "Well...the alien travelers and the derivatives have all left, and the remaining three seem to be heading towards a dimensional passage."

"Next..." War Spirit turned around and said to Seizing Soul, "What should we do?"

"The leader of the demons may return at any time..." The bloodthirsty devil interrupted, "In my opinion..."

"Retreat." Soul Snatcher interrupted it. Of course, its words were exactly what the bloodthirsty demon was thinking.

"Chief..." the clairvoyant continued, "When we go back, how should we explain to the 'King'..."

"You don't have to worry... I have my own sense of proportion." Duoling responded. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, "Well... Speaking of which... that kid... seems to be holding my things. You haven’t paid it back yet…”

The bloodthirsty demon laughed dryly and looked at Seizing Soul sympathetically: "Do you really think he will return it..." (To be continued...)