Chapter 270 Rapid Ascent Passage, Snow Mountain Hut

Chapter 270 Rapid Ascent Passage, Snow Mountain Hut

After being sucked into the light gate.

Su Ming and twelve other Lucheng players came to an upward white light passage.

There was a power contained in this light that pushed them to fly upwards.

Through the white light around you, you can also see what's happening outside.

Zhang Tieshu saw that there was a golden desert outside.

Moreover, he could vaguely see a few ant-like little people walking in the desert.

Zhang Tieshu: "Why do these villains look so familiar..."

The anxious patient said, "Aren't these the players from Horse City and Cow City?"

The station god observed carefully and found that it was indeed them: "The one chasing them is the End Follower patient."

Zhang Tieshu nodded: "Yes, it's them!"

As they continued to fly higher, these little people began to become smaller until they were completely invisible.

At a critical point, everything around you becomes blurry, and then becomes clear again.

The original golden desert disappeared and turned into a black wasteland.

Players feel the changes in the outside scene are magical.

It is easier to understand that you can see a variety of scenery.

It could be something like wallpaper, or the principle of distant landscapes in games.

However, it was a bit special that I could actually see other players.

This means that what's outside the passage isn't something like wallpaper.

Instead, it is a real scene that you can enter and interact with.

Zhang Tieshu guessed: "Could it be that the outside is the trial scene that the boss ghost mentioned?"

Su Ming nodded: "Yes, the desert just now is the first level of the trial."

"And this light gate is connected to a fast ascent channel similar to a backdoor."

"By going through this passage, you can skip the many hardships in between and directly reach the final trial."

"It's like facing the boss in a job recruitment situation."

After hearing his explanation, the players understood.

"I see, boss, this is called skipping levels!"

"The road outside seems to be extremely long. It would be so cool if we could just jump over it!"

“Indeed, it seems that the players from Horse City and Bull City have a hard time walking in the desert.”

"Besides, the desert is so vast, it's easy to get lost..."

"Fortunately, we have a big boss with us, so we can take a shortcut."

……

The players chatted as they flew upwards.

They have never set foot on the Sea of ​​Pain themselves, so they don't know that when they step on that sand, they will face more than just getting lost.

The intense stinging pain with every step they took was something they could never imagine.

Su Ming had some idea.

When he was playing the CD-ROM game, he knew about the existence of this tingling feeling through text.

But it was just a small game after all, and there was no way for him to truly empathize with the situation.

However, judging from the fact that the character I control repeatedly collapses in various scenarios, the road outside is really not easy to walk.

The sea of ​​pain, the wasteland of despair, the sea of ​​sorrow...

Until the final abyss of mediocrity.

There are eighteen levels in total, corresponding in number to the eighteen levels of hell.

Each level has a different taste of pain and torture.

Every time I reach a new level, I start to miss the previous level that I have already gotten used to.

The rapid ascending passage in front of us is a backdoor left by the people who built this place for themselves.

It seems that he doesn't want to walk the painful path he has set for himself again.

As the scene outside keeps changing.

A group of twelve people flew upwards for several hours.

Nothing happened in between.

This makes the players feel a bit bored.

There were even two Lucheng players who started closing their eyes and sleeping while standing.

A small black dot appeared in front of the passage.

Su Ming said, "We're almost there."

The players next to them shook the two sleeping Lucheng players vigorously. The black dot gradually grew larger in front of them.

Finally, its true appearance was revealed—it was a black vortex.

The players were sucked into the vortex.

……

……

There is a small wooden house on the hillside of the snow-capped mountain.

In the middle of the wooden house, there was a stove filled with a lot of coal. It was burning very brightly. The red flames emitted heat, filling the entire wooden house.

There were twelve small benches sitting around the wooden house, and sitting on them were Su Ming and his group.

This wooden house is quite large, and twelve adults can squeeze in here without being too crowded.

There is an old-fashioned earthen kang on the side of the wall facing away from the bed.

A bald old man was sitting on the earthen kang, smoking a pipe.

White smoke came out of his mouth, and he glanced at the crowd, muttering to himself, "Why are there so many people here all of a sudden this time?"

But it's been a long time since we've had such a big business.

This means that it will not open for three years, but it will last for three years after opening!
A bright smile appeared on his old face.

He put on a grey coat and said, "Welcome all travelers to my hut. You can just call me Lao Zhang."

"As you can see, this is a snowy mountain."

"This is the last test for you. As long as you can leave this snowy mountain, you will have the chance to become my God's chosen one."

god! God's choice!
I didn't expect that I would be able to come into contact with things of such a level in this copy.

There isn't even a single god-level powerhouse among the players right now.

As players in the countermeasures bureau, they realized that this was a good opportunity.

Information about gods is extremely valuable.

The players looked at Su Ming and saw that he had no intention of speaking.

So Zhang Tieshu asked, "Excuse me, which god left this test?"

"What does it mean to be the Chosen One?"

Old man Zhang smiled and explained: "Listen carefully, my god's name is the god of pain and torture."

"If you can be chosen by my god, you can obtain my god's inheritance and have great hope of becoming a demigod!"

He looked at Su Ming and Zhan Shen: "I smell something extraordinary in you."

"As outstanding people who have already embarked on the path to transcendence, you should be able to understand how long the road from transcendence to demigod is!"

The God of Station nodded: "Of course."

Of course, he was clear about this kind of thing.

There are so many players in the world, but there is not a single demigod among them.

If you become God's chosen one, there is a great hope of becoming a demigod, which is indeed a good opportunity.

Su Ming had no interest in this so-called opportunity at all.

He and the Black Death learned about the gods.

The Black Death's advice is that if you want to become a god, it is best not to obtain any inheritance from the gods.

Unless that god is completely dead.

Otherwise, even if you have gained convenience or some powerful force at the moment.

When you become a god in the future, these will turn into obstacles.

The difficulty of becoming a god will increase significantly.

Of course, those who have the opportunity to become gods are rare.

For ordinary players, obtaining the inheritance of gods is undoubtedly a great thing.

Old Man Zhang said: "What you need to do is to leave this snowy mountain."

"Well, as a guide arranged by God, you can use the Seal of Pain in exchange for some help from me."

"With so many of you, the pain seals on your bodies combined can be exchanged for a lot of supplies!"

The players were all confused: "Seal of Pain? What is that?"

Old Man Zhang: "It's on your arms. Every time you pass through a level of hell, you will get one to three more pain seals on your body."

"The fact that you can come here means that you have passed through the eighteen levels of hell. Each of you should have at least eighteen pain seals on your body, and at most fifty-four pain seals."

Upon hearing this, the players rolled up their sleeves.

As a result, the skin is all white and clear.

There is no pain seal at all.

(End of this chapter)