Cultivate a black technology god

Chapter 196 The End of the Game
"Snakes, scorpions, spiders."

While muttering, she approached the last shield.

A huge black spider was painted on the surface of that shield.

When she was about to get close, the image flashed suddenly, and the furry black monster jumped straight from the surface of the shield onto her chest.

She cried out in fright, and she clearly heard the "click-click" impact of the monster's jaw.

Thanks to the metal armor, she was saved.

With nowhere to grab on the armor's slick surface, the spider's legs slid to the ground.

With quick hands and quick eyes, Lisa stomped down hard, causing sparks to fly in and out of the heel, and the spider hurriedly fled into the shadows.

Lisa turned pale with fright, and finally met Robert at the door.

"I want you to swear to me," she complained to him bitterly,

"From now on, Incite will no longer be able to design spiders in its games."

Robert also looked a little depressed;
"However, they are programmed to make the gameplay interesting, and it's not a big deal to put a few big spiders in a thrilling game, and of course snakes and rats and things like that," he added.

But Lisa would not listen to him, she stood at the door to the dungeon, peering into the darkness, her head on one side, listening carefully.

"You can't hear anything," said Robert,
"It's as quiet as a grave in there," Lisa went on,
"Ariel," she cried,
"Ariel! Where are you?"

"I saw her go this way," said Robert, bending over Lisa's heels, inspecting the muddy steps leading down.

He could feel a damp and cold wind blowing on his face, mixed with all kinds of strange smells.

Right now, at least that part of the game hasn't been hit by a virus.

You know, it is relatively easy to design a castle, but it is very difficult to specify the details, such as the smell.

The walls were covered with a layer of glowing green mold, bathing the stone steps in a greenish light, oppressive and sickening.

He pointed to the wall and said:
"In our version of the game, there was a row of lighted torches lining the walls,"

As he spoke, he hesitated, and suddenly reluctantly walked down, slowly entering the green darkness.

"Those monsters that 'killed' the original gamers are down there," Lisa said.

"We must deal with them bravely." She took the sword and went down first.

"There may be nothing down there now."

Robert guessed confidently.

He stood up straight, brushed the dust off his hands,
"Whatever virus is lurking in the dungeon, it's obviously going to escape to other parts of the game."

"Perhaps, Ariel has managed to get rid of it," he added hopefully.

"game player."

A muffled voice echoed among the stones, the echo distorted but amplified.

"Gamer, I'm waiting for you."

"You're wrong," Lisa said softly.

"It's still waiting for us."

"This is where the virus started," Lisa said, and they descended the damp stone steps to the dungeon.

Robert nodded silently.

Suddenly, he was stunned by the devastation caused by the virus, which is the core of the game.

In some places, entire sections of the code were either destroyed or altered so badly that computers could no longer recognize them.

Some of the walls of the dungeon were simply missing, as neatly as if they had been chipped off with a knife.

There was nothing in it, only empty gray, which made him feel sad after seeing it.

Much of the code that created the illusionary image of the ceiling had been destroyed and was in disarray, with some hanging down to the floor like long strands of jelly.

Robert walked over and stepped on it, it still felt like a stone.

They passed an oriental tapestry originally embroidered with three dragons with long beards.

The middle of the tapestry and the wall behind it were gone, only the dragon's tail detached from the dragon's body, lashing and writhing in the air as they passed.

"Game maker..."

The dull, deep voice appeared again.

The strange thing is that the voice is surprisingly calm and monotonous, one-dimensional, as if covered by something, the tone of the voice has been distorted and changed.

"Game maker, I'm waiting for you."

"The sound seems to come from a hidden treasure room." Lisa turned her head to one side and listened carefully.

"Yes," said Robert,
"The treasure room is one of the most complex parts of the game.

do you remember?That's the chance we're giving gamers to either choose to take the treasure, or pick up a magic weapon, or rescue a sleeping princess.

Of course, their actions will determine the outcome of the game. "

Lisa nodded:

"I remember. If the players chose some treasure, their ending was to return to Dusk Woods;
If they choose weapons, they will end up staying in the castle;
And if they pick the princess, they have a chance to restart the game at a much faster pace. "

"If you want a virus to destroy any part of a game, it must be this part.

If you control this, you can control access to various parts of the game. ' added Robert.

"Then let's go." Lisa was about to move forward when Robert grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

He said nothing and pointed silently at the ground.

Right in front of Lisa, the floor disappeared completely, and a pothole appeared, through which they could see a gray shifting space, utterly empty.

"I really don't know what will happen if I slip down." Lisa was startled, thinking,

"Where am I going to skate?"

"Didn't you not fall now?" Robert comforted her backwards.

Lisa shook her head, not wanting to think about it any further.

She took a deep breath and jumped over the gap with all her might.

With the jingling sound of armor, she landed safely on the opposite side.

Robert knew that if he worried too much, he might not be able to jump.

He quickly ran towards the hole in the ground, then jumped, stepped over, and just landed on the edge of the hole, the heel dangling in the air, his body leaned forward and backward, his arms swung trying to maintain balance, right here In a moment of crisis, Lisa stretched out her arms and grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him towards him.

"This is a good plot, which can be added to the next game version."

Robert's voice trembled with laughter.

However, Lisa's expression made him restrain his smile.

"Just kidding," he muttered.

A bright light appeared at the other end of the tunnel.

Flickering beams of yellow light cast shadows on the wall.

This part took Lisa a month to design and complete.

She spent a long time observing, photographing and studying the effects of light and shadow.

Thankfully, the programs inside haven't been damaged or changed, and the effort hasn't been wasted.

They saw something move in the bright light, and cast a huge, distorted shadow on the wall.

Lisa was terrified. She was terrified. There was no such part in the game.

Weapons in hand, Robert and Lisa walked down the hallway into the glowing treasure room.

The room that opened before them was a huge cave, the roof of which disappeared into darkness.The surrounding walls were blocked behind the piles of treasure.

The gold, silver, and colorful jewelry were dazzling and dazzling.

The silhouette of a monster appeared in the blinding light.

"I am the Lord of the Night, Master of the Night Castle. You have successfully seen the horrors and dangers in my kingdom."

The monster strode forward, his golden skin radiating light, golden light, and his red eyes reflected like two red balls of fire.

The two of Robert took a closer look, and it turned out that he was a young man.

"You have come to my treasure chamber," he said, pointing with outstretched arms at the piles and piles of jewels and gold scattered about the room,
"Now, you can ask for what you want.

You can take whatever you want as a reward.

Choose well. "

The owner of the Night Castle turned around and suddenly sat down on a huge throne, inlaid with gold and silver jewelry, colorful and brilliant.

His elbow rested on the armrest, his chin rested on a clenched fist.

The two of Robert looked at the King of the Night Castle. He was shaped like a Greek god, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He looked to be about six feet tall, with blond curly hair, blond skin and blood red eyes.

He is barefoot and wears a white robe with a wide red belt tied at the middle.

The Night King is the representative work of the two Roberts' attempts, symbolizing the most complex computer programming.

He has the ability to automatically make independent decisions based on the information he receives.

"Choose," he roared in a low voice,
"Pick one of my treasures. Maybe you want a weapon with special functions to help you enter my kingdom for adventure." He smiled, showing his white teeth.

"We're looking for Ariel," Lisa said loudly.

The Night King leaned forward, frowned, and four wrinkles appeared on his high forehead:
"I don't know who Ariel is."

"She's been here, another gamer," Robert said.
"Another visitor from His Majesty the King."

"You are the only intruders in the kingdom." He sat back on the seat, with his hands hanging on both sides of the seat,
"Choose," he repeated,

"Pick one of my treasures, or maybe you want a weapon with special features to help you venture into my kingdom."

"We don't need your treasure," Lisa said.

"We want to keep going," Robert added.

"Choose, pick one of my treasures, or maybe you want a weapon with a special function to help you enter my kingdom for adventure."

Robert gave Lisa a slight push:
"This is the third time he's said that. He should have given us a chance to enter the Chamber of Secrets and approach the sleeping princess."

"Maybe the virus corrupted his database of words."

"Choose, pick one of my treasures, maybe you want a weapon with special functions to help you enter my kingdom for adventure."

"The room looks all right," said Robert, laughing.
"The virus must be outside. Let's pretend to take a look around, and then rush from behind the throne to the next secret room." He deliberately raised his voice and said loudly,

"We want to pick out some treasures in the treasure room."

The Night King nodded.

Robert walked on the left, Lisa walked on the right, and they slowly walked around behind the Night King, pretending to choose among rare treasures, look at this, take that, and quietly walked behind the golden throne.

There's a door there, almost completely blocked behind that mass of treasure.

Many people who play virtual reality games mistakenly think that the treasure room is the end of the game when they play "Secret Walk".

Little is known that the real goal of the game is to rescue the princess.

"Look!" Lisa whispered.

Robert turned around and looked in the direction of Lisa's finger.

"What?" he asked.

"Ceiling, look at the ceiling!"

Robert peered up into the blinding blinding light, and his heart skipped a beat as he realized what he was seeing.

This room is melting!The golden walls were becoming liquid, flowing into the heap of treasures, and a viscous, dirty yellow sludge covered teacups, goblets, plates, chests, goblets, swords, shields, On spears, rings and necklaces...

The jewels exploded like broken glass.

Directly in front of them, the huge throne was also melting, the beautiful carvings flowed down bit by bit, the viscous metal bubbles gathered on the floor, and the metal flowed across the stone floor, stirring up wisps of blue smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the Night King stood up.

Both Roberts flinched back tremblingly.

The master of this night castle is melting.

His golden body was turning liquid, his hair was dissolving, and ran down his face like yellow sweat, and deep red tears flowed from his blood-red eyes.

His mouth opened and closed constantly, and the words came out slowly and indistinctly.

"Choose... pick one of my treasures... maybe you want a weapon with a special function... to help you enter my... kingdom... to go on a...adventure..."

He reached out to grab Robert and the two, and the yellow liquid splashed on Lisa's armor.

His hands curled into claws, his gums shriveled from under his lips to reveal rough teeth.

"Run!" Robert shouted.

Just as the entire treasure chamber was bubbling and dissolving into a mess of yellow waste, the two of Robert flew through the narrow corridor.

They were greeted with a slight cheer and exclamation:

"It's just astounding how far you've come."

Robert and the two turned around and found that Ariel appeared in front of them. She was sitting on a crystal coffin, and there was a beautiful princess sleeping in it.

Ariel's black eyes blinked again and again:
"But, I'm afraid, you can't go any further."

"It's inexplicable, we're not very surprised." Lisa said, she continued to walk a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Ariel.

"At first we thought it was your father," went on Robert.

He leaned his back against the wall, folded his hands on his chest, and his gray sapphire eyes glanced rapidly around the circular room.

There doesn't seem to be any virus damage here.

Beautiful woven tapestries hang long from the rough stone walls.

A richly decorated oriental rug covers the center of the stone-paved floor.

In the middle of the room stood a crystal coffin, in which lay the princess.

The character is borrowed from old fairy tales, and Lisa has further refined her details.

"However, since we entered the game this time, your father can no longer control us." Lisa continued.

"So there has to be someone in the game," Robert said, "and, for some reason, you never finish in the same place as we do..."

"Although you came to rescue us at our most critical moment, it is obvious that you came to save us for another purpose."

Lisa moved around behind Ariel so that she had to turn back and forth as the two of them spoke alternately.

Lisa knew that Robert leaned against the wall and pretended to be relaxed;

If she could turn Ariel around completely, he could grab her.

then what should we do?

She had to admit that she hadn't figured out anything yet.

(End of this chapter)