C3

Yang Yingsen's consciousness gradually blurred. He, who was lying on the sofa, was not moving at all.

"Ah ~ A headache."

Yang Yingsen gradually wanted to open his eyes. The piercing sunlight shone down and he could only squint. He tried his best to get up but his head was spinning. Yang Yingsen felt like the entire ground was spinning, causing him to fall again after standing up.

"Ai!" "Newbie."

Yang Yingsen, who had been adapting for a long time, covered his eyes with his hands.

"Hey!" I'm calling you. "

Hearing someone's call, Yang Yingsen turned around and saw a strangely dressed person. He was wearing bandages and a big cape that covered his entire body.

"You are?"

Yang Yingsen asked curiously.

A person with a strange dressing walked towards Yang Yingsen, full of smiles.

"Welcome to 'World'. This can't be your first time logging on, right?"

Yang Yingsen looked at the weirdo in front of him. Although he felt fear in his heart, it was not a big deal to be in a game world.

"Yeah, that's right. I only started playing today."

Looking at Yang Yingsen's innocent face, the strange man was as happy as if he had found his prey.

"Aiya, aiya. "You're really welcome. Come, come with me."

As he spoke, the strange person affectionately put his hand on Yang Yingsen's shoulder.

"Who are you?"

The helpless Yang Yingsen had no power to resist the enthusiasm of these strangers.

"I'm a customer service."

"What customer service."

"En..." Customer service is... NPC … "

The strange person and Yang Yingsen talked nonstop along the way, but Yang Yingsen felt that it was really weird. He realized that the strange person was bringing him deeper into the forest, and there were barely any signs of people on the way.

"Who the hell are you?"

Facing Yang Yingsen who had suddenly changed his face, the strange man was startled, but immediately revealed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. At some point in time, a blade had appeared in the hand that was on Yang Yingsen's shoulder. The ice-cold blade was placed on Yang Yingsen's neck, causing him to not dare to act rashly.

"Hmph, I'm your King of Hell!"

The strange person moved his wrist, seeing that the knife in his hand was about to cut Yang Yingsen's neck, a powerful impact quickly scattered the two people.

The strange person was like a little chicken that soared into the sky. It rolled a few times in the air and then fell down heavily.

Yang Yingsen who had fallen to the ground also came back to his senses. He quickly looked behind him, only to see a tall and sturdy middle-aged man wearing a black and white loose Daoist attire.

The middle-aged man walked over slowly, his face hidden by the shadows of the forest slowly revealing itself.

"Hidden Rat, Assassin, rely on deceit to earn points, am I right?"

The middle-aged man said with a strong voice.

He wiped the liquid on his mouth with his hand. When he saw that it was blood, he realized that his HP had been reduced by almost a third.

"Tsk, it's a dog taking a rat, meddling in other people's business. Even Bai Long could do such a thing in a tournament, why can't I, the Rat Lord do it? "

The hidden rat seemed unconvinced, and its sharp teeth and sharp mouth made it look especially like a petty businessman who had suffered a loss.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips. At this moment, he had already walked out of the shade of the tree. Under the sunlight, his facial features could be clearly seen. He had a neat beard, resolute and spirited eyes with thick eyebrows, and a sharp crew cut. This also showed him that he was a tough guy.

"I say, you bunch of scum can only bully the newbie birds. I will take care of everyone who messes up the world order."

The more the middle-aged man spoke, the angrier he got. As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves as if he was about to start a fight.

Seeing that this burly man couldn't eat soft stuff, the Hidden Mouse could only bite the bullet and face it head on.

"Humph, I hate being rough the most in my life, especially when it comes to meddling in other people's business like you!"

He could only hear the sound, but not the person. As soon as the hidden mouse finished speaking, it seemed to have disappeared into thin air. Yang Yingsen looked over in a blink of an eye.

"Not good, he's behind you." Yang Yingsen shouted.

However, the hidden rat's nimble movements were hard to react to. He took out a dagger from his large cloak and vigorously stabbed towards the back of the middle-aged man.

However, what was strange was that the middle-aged man seemed to be in a relaxed state. He had his eyes closed, and his body was emitting a white aura.

Just as the tip of the dagger was about to cut into the man's back, the man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly. A strong current of air burst out from his body. The hidden rat was once again knocked ten meters away along with its blade.

Yang Yingsen watched all of this with his eyes. This battle was like something that could only be accomplished in movies, but now, he had experienced it in this game, it was so real.

"Puuu ~, who are you exactly?"

The hidden mouse let out a pfft. A mouthful of fresh blood splashed onto the green grass. His HP had been reduced by another third.

"Copper rank 108th, long range Qi Master — Tian Meng!"

Tian Meng's every word was sonorous and powerful, his aura unstoppable.

"Heh, today we've truly met with bad luck. I, the Rat Lord, won't play with you all."

The Hidden Rat flung his cloak with thousands of throwing knives towards Yang Yingsen and Tian Meng. With the cloak on, the Hidden Mouse seemed to have changed its color as it hid in the forest.

Even if there were over ten thousand throwing knives trying to rob him of his life, he still wouldn't be able to do anything. Seeing that the situation wasn't going well, Tian Meng immediately bent his back and used his strength, like a spring, pushing Tian Meng away. Like a giant boulder that was falling down from the top of the mountain, Tian Meng blocked in front of him.

"Iron wall!"

The white gas on Tian Meng's body immediately turned into a circular barrier, repelling the flying daggers that were flying at him, as if an egg was hitting a stone.

Yang Yingsen was so frightened that he remained motionless, when she looked again, she saw that the man in front of her had used his imposing body to block all the injuries, and an unspeakable feeling of gratitude arose in her heart.

"Uncle, thank you …" Thank you... "You."

Yang Yingsen trembled as he squeezed out a few words.

Tian Meng turned around and saw that Yang Yingsen, who was curled up behind him, was extremely frightened.

"Hur Hur Hur, young man, I'm sorry. I encountered this kind of thing when I first logged on."

Tian Meng smiled as his eyes narrowed into slits. He reached out his hands to pull Yang Yingsen up.

Yang Yingsen pulled on Tian Meng's firm and powerful palm, feeling like he was pulled upwards by a strong suction force.

"En..." How can you say you're sorry, or did you save me? "

Yang Yingsen said gratefully, and then asked curiously.

"Uncle, what kind of game is this? Why do all of you seem to have special abilities?"

Tian Meng laughed.

"Hahaha!" Young man, you are truly ignorant and ill-informed. This is the latest generation of Perception Games. Look at this environment, this feeling, which part of it isn't real? "It's just like the real world, the avalanche is getting stronger and stronger …"