MTL - I Became the King of Villains In the Game-Chapter 461 Massacre

  Chapter 461 Massacre Incident

   Two days passed quickly.

  On this day, Chen Lun was playing cards with his subordinates in the recreation room on the first floor of the hotel. Besides him, there were three other people at the card table: Floyd, Maggie, and Golov Buttonmore.

   This game called "Fool Dulac" originated from the bottom of some city, and gradually became popular among the upper class in major cities. It supports up to six people to participate together.

The specific gameplay requires the attacker to deal cards, the defender to play a bigger card to resist, the loser has to receive all the cards played, and repeat this cycle... until one party has all the cards in their hand, they are the winner. As for the loser, it was naturally "Fool Dulac".

  At this moment, Chen Lun and the six formed a group of two to form three teams to fight against each other. Among them, he and Floyd were on the same team, Maggie and Morey were on the same team, and Golov and Button were on the same team.

  The game has reached a fever pitch, Chen Lun and Floy only have two cards left in their hands, and they are only one step away from victory. But they also have strong opponents, and that is the group of Golov and Barton. They both have only one card left.

   "Mr. Jack, trust me to release this one, and I guarantee that guy Golov won't afford it."

  The bard Alex stood behind Chen Lun and Floyd, and said firmly.

   "The audience is silent, Alex, this is the quality that a gentleman should have."

  Chen Lun rolled his eyes at him, but the latter just spread his hands with a playful smile.

   "10 of Spades."

  Although he said so, he followed Alex's suggestion and played a card. Unexpectedly, Golov smiled and pushed the last card onto the table with his backhand.

   "J of Spades."

  Golov naturally took the dozens of gold coins on the table to his face, and gave half of them to "teammate" Button.

   "Just a little older than you, leader, we will not be polite to these gold coins."

   "Alex, I suggest you go out to sell songs now. There is a small square at the corner, which is perfect... Then pay the money you earn to the leader, otherwise I'm worried that you will die of food poisoning during dinner."

  Although Maggie lost, she was not depressed. She threw a dozen or so cards in her hand into the deck, pointed at the door and joked.

  Alex shrugged.

   "Oh, I don't think Mr. Jack would be so careful, and Miss Floyd is a noble lady, how could she poison the food? That's a blasphemy to cooking..."

   "Put the highly toxic material I gave you last time into his steak, and add more doses, lest he die incompletely."

  Chen Lun immediately turned his head and said to Floyd.

"Um."

  Floye smiled quietly, and nodded tacitly to express her understanding.

   Alex gasped on the spot.

  Everyone burst out laughing.

   "Go on, guys, I'm going out for a walk."

  Chen Lun got up and left the table at this time, patted Alex on the shoulder, and said in a serious manner:

   "You better win more."

   "You underestimate the great Alex, Mr. Jack, with me, they will lose everything."

  Alex took advantage of the opportunity and sat in Chen Lun's position, and said bluntly.

  Chen Lun smiled, exchanged glances with Floyd, and immediately left the entertainment room.

  In fact, if he wants to win this kind of poker game, no one can take away even a copper crowe from him, but that would be too boring. Chen Lun even wants to lose more money to these team members, otherwise they will always feel guilty if they always pay huge sums of money in the form of salary.

   After all, the three of Golov have approached him in private more than once, expressing that their abilities are limited, they cannot help the head of the group to do great things, and they are not worthy of so much money.

   But in Chen Lun's heart, as long as he joins this team, he is one of his own... He has always been very generous towards his own people.

  Leaving the hotel, walking on the bustling street, various peddlers pushed their carts past him, yelling and selling in the wind and sand. Chen Lun lowered the brim of his hat, and secretly opened the panel.

  He sighed lightly, with disappointment in his eyes.

  'It seems that this method will not work...'

   Two days later, some players have efficiently found the extraordinary forces on the wanted list, and took practical measures to assassinate their members, but they did not share the expected killing rewards.

  'Hmm...Maybe only tasks related to the main line can trigger this sharing mechanism? '

  Chen Lun silently speculated in his heart.

In fact, this result is also within his expectations. After all, if he can share the kill rewards of the players under his command at any time, then he can recruit players in a big way, and encourage players to kill by continuously releasing tasks, thereby obtaining a large amount of rewards. Experience.

   At that time, as long as the conditions for promotion are met, he can even ascend instantly!

   This obviously does not conform to the rules of the world, even the so-called "game" mechanism... Even though he is originally a heterogeneous, there should be an underlying logic in everything, and this kind of "vicious BUG" is unlikely to exist.

   This is Chen Lun's understanding.

   "Sir, do you want to buy cigarettes? Buy two packs of cigarettes and get you a pack of matches."

  At this time, a shabby-dressed newsboy stopped in front of him and asked cautiously in a childish voice.

  Chen Lun looked down at the other party. This newsboy couldn't even afford the cheapest hat. He had short, withered and yellow hair that was malnourished, and his skin was abnormally dark after being exposed to the sun.

  The newsboy shielded himself from the scorching sun with one hand and his cross-body bag with the other, looking at him profusely with sweat, his eyes full of longing and anticipation.

   "Sorry, I don't smoke."

   Chen Lun said softly.

  The newsboy was a little disappointed, he said he was sorry to bother him, and was about to leave, but at this moment Chen Lun stopped him again.

   "Give me a newspaper, don't look for it, the rest is your tip."

  Chen Lun took out a silver medal and handed it over.

  The newsboy seemed extremely pleasantly surprised. Newspapers are not very easy to sell in Vulture City. People here are not interested in the so-called news and worry about making a living all day long. They are not as attractive as cigarettes.

   "Thank you, generous sir!"

  The newsboy quickly took out a newspaper from his messenger bag and was about to hand it to Chen Lun. After thinking about it, he took out another one.

   "You gave too much money, I will send you an extra newspaper."

  Chen Lun couldn't help smiling.

   It doesn't make much sense to have one more newspaper, but he also knows that this is the only way for the little guy in front of him to express his gratitude, so he readily accepts it.

  Carrying the newspaper for a while, Chen Lun didn't find even a wooden bench for pedestrians to rest. In desperation, he had to find a slightly shady place by the side of the road and sit on the floor.

  Opened the newspaper casually and looked at it, but he was surprised to find that at the moment when the whole empire was singing the praises of the victory of the war, there was a negative report about the Western War on the side page.

   "Shocking! The occupied area is littered with corpses!"

   "According to the investigation of relevant personnel, in the four provinces around Zhuangmu City in the United Kingdom of Anlong, including 19 villages, countless local residents died inexplicably and tragically!"

"Headed by Marquis Giovanni, a total of 32 nobles jointly protested, hoping that the royal family can severely punish individual officers of the expeditionary army for carrying out cruel 'massacre activities' in the occupied area, and declared that the Cuisul Empire is famous for its modern civilization and should not Such an inhumane act."

"Journalists from many mainstream newspapers, including Bauhinia News, Tourmaline News and Sunshine Post, went to the occupied area to investigate, but were treated roughly by the garrison and strictly prohibited from entering the interview. This is undoubtedly a violation of citizens' right to know. The newspaper seriously suspects that there are conspiracies and secrets hidden in it! I hope the parliament and the royal family can give the public an answer!"

   Chen Lun looked at the newspaper and felt a little puzzled.

  In his impression, the Imperial Army is unlikely to engage in such behavior, but it cannot be ruled out that some officers are extremely racist and will hate Anlong people very much.

   But even so, ordinary military officers are unlikely to dare to disobey orders and massacre captives and local residents without authorization.

  Chen Lun felt that there was a big secret behind this incident.

   Folded the newspaper and put it under the tree, he turned and left.

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   A week later.

   Time has entered August, and the temperature has reached its peak.

  Chen Lun led the team and returned to the Royal City Tourmaline Kloster.

   After setting up his subordinates, he immediately used the "cloud leap" to go to the headquarters of the Council of Generosity, and met his immediate boss, Speaker Azgielo.

  In the huge secret hall, the speaker is still wearing the same gray robe, sitting plainly and quietly on the high seat of ebony.

   "Jack, thank you for the two-month expedition with the army."

  The speaker said softly, and kindly asked him to sit down.

   "The main force is the imperial military, and I only did some small things."

   Chen Lun shook his head after taking his seat.

  The speaker gave him a meaningful look.

"There is a detailed report on the prince's desk, which contains several key shots of yours, including the 'Battle of Hercule Bridgehead', 'Battle of the Windsor River' and 'Battle of Naples Forest Castle', etc... It can be said , you have made great contributions to the southwest battlefield."

  He then lightly raised his index finger, and a dark shadow descended on the round marble table in front of Chen Lun, immediately revealing two small wooden boxes.

   "As the consul of the Senate, you are already quite qualified. This Western War has also won glory for the Parliament. Your deeds will be passed on among the members of the Senate. I should also give you the reward you deserve."

   "Thank you, Mr. Speaker, and the council for your trust and support. I will continue to perform my duties as always."

   Chen Lun bowed his head and said.

   Immediately, he opened two wooden boxes under the sign of the speaker.

In the wooden box on the left, there is a sunflower-shaped badge inside. The speaker explained at the right time that this was sent by Prince Dazlet. The Sun Medal", there are not many people who can obtain this honor in history.

  Although there is no substantive reward, the prince said that with this medal, Chen Lun's baronship will be promoted to viscount.

  As for the wooden box on the right, there is a strange chip the size of a finger inside. Its color is hard to describe, and the surface shows a constantly flowing luster.

   "This is a fate-based high-sequence mysterious substance. I got it by chance during this period of time, and it will be used as a reward for you."

   Speaker Azgil Rodo.

   "You should soon complete the mysterious accumulation and prepare for the saint's promotion ceremony. It is an indispensable thing."

   "Thank you, Speaker."

   Chen Lun thanked him politely.

  In fact, he has a high-sequence substance of the fate system on hand, which Philip once entrusted to Arnold at the dark end of the fairyland and handed it over to him.

  Adding the one given by the speaker, there are two copies.

  The saint's ascension ceremony required only one copy, which made Chen Lun somewhat "happy troubles" and didn't know what to use it for.

   "Jack, how much do you know about the holy ritual?"

  At this time, Azgilro sat on a high seat and spoke softly.

  Chen Lun didn’t know why the speaker asked such a question, but he answered honestly:

"The 'Saint Ceremony' is the only way for mid-sequence transcendents to move towards high-sequence. Although it is also a kind of promotion ceremony, it is far more difficult than before. , countless transcendent beings trekking on the path of God..."

  He paused for a while, and after seeing the speaker nodded slightly, he continued:

"As a ritual for transforming from a 'mortal' to a 'mythical creature', no matter what the pathway is, it has several fixed and rigid requirements... First, you must have the complete Sequence Four mythology knowledge of your own pathway or the adjacent pathway, and possess A corresponding high-sequence mysterious substance. The second is that the mysterious accumulation of Sequence Five reaches its peak. The last is to have a certain influence... This kind of influence is similar to reputation. Whether it is good or bad, it must be in a certain region or even a country. Within the scope, it is known."

   "The summary is very good. It seems that you have worked hard to find relevant information and intelligence during this time..."

  Chairman Azgilro gave him a look of approval.

   "But you have fallen into two misunderstandings, or it can be said that you only saw the appearance."

   "Misunderstandings and appearances?"

  Chen Lun frowned slightly, and then said sincerely:

   "Master Speaker, please clarify."

  Azguiro nodded and chuckled lightly.

"First of all, it is not necessary to have a high-level substance corresponding to the path of the holy ceremony. There are many high-ranking people in history. When they were promoted to saints, they never had high-level substances...the reason why they have it is because it It can improve the success rate of promotion, otherwise the risk of losing control is too great.”

   "It turns out that..."

  Chen Lun was stunned.

   "It is like a 'drug guide', acting as a 'guide' of strength, allowing the promoted to adapt to the transformation process faster."

   "'Yao Yin'? Well, the guide of the effect of medicine...a very vivid metaphor."

  The Speaker chewed on this unfamiliar vocabulary and nodded in agreement.

"In addition, the Saint Ritual does not only have a high-level material corresponding to the path. On the contrary, the more you prepare, the more mysterious accumulation you can obtain after the promotion is successful... Theoretically speaking, as long as you have enough With a lot of high-level substances, it is even possible to reach the limit of Sequence Four while being promoted to a saint."

  Chen Lun frowned.

  'According to what the speaker said, I have two high-level materials of the destiny system on hand. If the promotion is successful, I will probably 'jump a level'? The level of the main profession soared directly? This is good news... It can save a lot of accumulated time. After all, the experience value required for leveling up is already quite exaggerated, and it may be even bigger after a high position! '

  Speaker Azgilro continued:

"As for the influence you mentioned, it is not accurate...in fact, it should be called 'anchor', 'brand' or 'landmark'. It is a necessary thing for the high-ranking people to expand their power and maintain their humanity, so from the saints From the beginning of the ceremony, there are basic requirements, this is the law of the mysterious field, and it is also an extraordinary law that has not been handed down but must be obeyed."

   After listening to the speaker's explanation, Chen Lun couldn't help being a little surprised.

  He didn't expect the simple point on the panel about the "Saint Promotion Mission", but in fact, there is a more essential explanation in this world.

After understanding this, he has a clearer understanding of the power of the high-ranking person in his heart... It is a dimension of power that transcends the ordinary, and it even needs to be in the hearts of the people, no, it should be said that it is in the hearts of any living beings, even the hearts of the infinite. In the real world where life has substance, an indescribable "anchor" is dropped, so as to obtain the supreme mythical power!

   "Thank you for your answer, Speaker."

   After taking a deep breath, Chen Lun had more expectations for the saint ceremony he was about to face.

  (end of this chapter)