Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 817: Voldemort Qing Chen

“President, it’s been confirmed. In the No. 8 Multiverse, you get 1 point for each player you kill,” said a member of the Storm Guild. “White Light has killed 12 players and gained 12 points. If someone can organize 10,000 people to enter the instance to trigger the mechanism, and everyone lets the same person kill them, that person could very likely secure the top spot on the leaderboard every month.”

Someone nearby gasped, “Why does White Light always discover new mechanics? Speedrunning Multiverse No. 136 is one thing, but how did he discover the rules of No. 8? President, should we organize people to farm this instance now?”

Black Widow pondered for a moment, “10,000 slaves are easy to gather; Storm Duke alone has 110,000 slave laborers. After the Duke wakes up, I’ll report this to him and see if it’s possible.”

Even if other guilds do the same, being able to secure a top-ten Awakening spot each month is still pretty good.

If we can grab the top spot on the leaderboard and give an already Awakened expert another chance to Awaken, it’d be worth sending 100,000 slaves.

Anyway, running an instance doesn’t waste much time. 9,999 slaves lining up to be killed by a mage will be finished quickly.

“Keep an eye on White Light’s kill count and survival status,” Black Widow said, “Tell me immediately if he’s killed.”

Although Black Widow sensed White Light would grow rapidly in Multiverse No. 8, everyone still needs to look at objective data. This instance even has S-class Battle Masters; it’s normal for White Light to suddenly die while leveling up.

Moreover, although everyone is randomly scattered across the map when they enter the instance, the four major guilds can definitely gather quickly.

Even if they can’t gather completely, they can gather half, right?

No matter how strong White Light is, he can’t contend with the four major guilds.

Black Widow pondered for a moment and said, “The mechanism of Multiverse No. 8 was definitely triggered by White Light. Regardless of other things, his ability to find game mechanics alone is extremely valuable. When our guild members log off to rest, tell them not to fight White Light in the instance. This person is important to us. Also, let our spies in other guilds hunt him down with all their might!” 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

One instance clear is coincidence, but now White Light has proven his worth again.

Black Widow must recruit him.

Of course, Black Widow didn’t know at this time that she had already met White Light.

Inside Multiverse No. 8.

Qing Chen panted as he crawled and moved through the forest, like a Voldemort.

If someone looked from afar, they wouldn’t be able to tell there was a person in the jungle.

After crawling for more than ten minutes, and having put distance between himself and the airdrop point, Qing Chen carefully drank the potion from the airdrop crate to recover from his injuries.

This instance is now a mixed bag; experts and newbies alike are here. A moment’s carelessness can easily lead to a disastrous situation.

Even if he had only encountered D-Class and below small accounts just now, it almost sent him back to delete his account and start over.

His current E-level is simply too fragile.

“The level of airdrops is still quite low right now, just medicines and food. I wonder when they’ll airdrop firearms?” Qing Chen pondered, “There will definitely be some, but I need to wait.”

When his strength is low, firearms are actually Qing Chen’s greatest reliance.

If this Multiverse can airdrop a large-caliber sniper rifle, Qing Chen is confident he can kill thousands of people, and then upgrading to an S-class Battle Master would be no problem.

As the poison circle shrinks and the battles become more intense, the items in the airdrops will definitely gradually upgrade.

What Qing Chen needs to do now is to develop stealthily and wait for the moment he gets his hands on a firearm.

He lay in the grass, feeling the power and skills he had just gained. Each level up in Virtual Realm automatically grants a skill.

For example, the Thunderbolt Mage class, upon reaching E-level, suddenly gets a skill that allows weapon lightning enchantment.

Qing Chen took out his laser sword and quietly tried it, only to feel the thunder plasma in his body suddenly wrapping around the weapon in a strange way.

He was stunned, because this internal thunder plasma is no different from what he has in the real world.

And he can also imitate the way this thunder plasma operates, it’s not difficult.

“I wonder if this method can be used in reality?” Qing Chen was puzzled. If so, when he uses Yunqi to conduct indiscriminate attacks, could he first wrap the paper scraps and snowflakes with a layer of Yunqi, and then wrap them with a layer of thunder?

Who wouldn’t be dazed after getting hit by that?

Also, I wonder what the subsequent skills of this Thunderbolt Mage are, can they be applied to the Myriad Gods Thunder Technique?

If so, then I need to bring all the Guardians’ Union, Daybreak, Masonic Lodge, and Kunlun Members who have cultivated the Myriad Gods Thunder Technique to practice.

Previously, there were many people on Whale Island who had cultivated the Myriad Gods Thunder Technique, but the problem is that this thing only produces thunder plasma, and everyone doesn’t know how to use it.

Qing Chen heard that the students at the Time Traveler Academy are now shouting “Avada Kedavra” every day, then releasing a ray of lightning.

Some people electrocute passers-by, some destroy electronic equipment in their dormitories, and some are watching Douyin, and in excitement, they play their phones until they break.

Everyone’s use of thunder plasma is extremely crude and funny.

After all, they haven’t received systematic training.

Now Qing Chen suddenly realizes that Virtual Realm is a ready-made training channel.

No matter how much people can learn here, it’s better than shouting Avada Kedavra every day!

At this moment, a lonely footstep came from afar. Qing Chen turned over and lay on the ground, his back slightly arched, his feet gripping the ground in the best posture for exertion.

He’s a little unaccustomed to this now, having lost the Dragon Fish’s hearing enhancement.

But slowly, behind that lonely footstep, came chaotic footsteps.

Qing Chen gently parted the grass, and saw an Asian girl suddenly fall to the ground, shouting in terror to those behind her, “Please don’t kill me, my level is very low, you won’t get much experience killing me, please don’t kill me!”

The girl was wearing shorts and a vest, with a well-proportioned figure full of athletic beauty.

Five strangely shaped players approached: “Sorry, that’s how the game works, you should blame yourself for being unlucky enough to enter Multiverse No. 8.”

Another player walked in front of her and smiled, “Your repeating crossbow is nice, it’s even enchanted, I’ll take it.”

But as soon as these people finished speaking, they saw the girl stop trembling. She fired two crossbow bolts, using her legs to push off the ground, sliding backward in the grass.

In just three seconds, three players were hit in the eyebrows, and this female player did a cartwheel to get up, drawing her waist dagger and killing back.

Her movements were crisp and decisive, not at all like the weak woman who had just been begging for mercy.

The Asian girl quickly approached the remaining two players. She suddenly lowered her body, and her dagger quickly and accurately stabbed the two players’ legs six or seven times; first the Achilles tendon, then the femoral artery, and finally the groin, extremely ruthless, with a bit of the Shadow military fighting technique.

Two players bent down to grab her, but she slipped under one’s crotch, grabbed the other’s trousers and leaped, landing on the player’s back and cutting his neck with her dagger.

The dagger danced like a flying butterfly in her hand. Another player rushed over with a bear hug, but she threw her dagger and nailed it into the other player’s eye socket.

The player looked surprised: “Rebellion?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the player turned into a ‘white light of experience’, flying into the girl’s body.

Five against one, she only took 12 seconds.

“Phew…” The girl let out a long breath, “Damn…”

She looked down at her chest and saw a blue laser sword blade piercing through her chest, with electric arcs surrounding it.

The girl stared blankly at this scene, then looked back at the player behind her. She didn’t even know when this player had gotten behind her.

She looked at the ground, where there was a long crawling trace, and the grass had been pressed down by Qing Chen’s crawling.

Oh, my god!

The girl didn’t expect that there would be a player more insidious than her!

“How could you bear to attack a girl?” The girl froze, on the verge of tears.

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl looked down and saw the laser sword twisting in her chest.

What the hell kind of thing is this?!

They were deadlocked.

Because of the sneak attack, Qing Chen couldn’t choose the best angle, so he pierced the end of the lung, and the girl didn’t die immediately.

The girl struggled to turn around and look at Qing Chen’s face to remember it for later.

However, she suddenly found that this Voldemort behind her was really cautious; he didn’t even give her a chance to see his face!

The girl raised her crossbow and tried to shoot Qing Chen, but Qing Chen seemed to have calculated this, hiding in her blind spot, and as soon as she raised her hand to shoot blindly behind her, her crossbow was snatched away……

2 seconds later, the girl turned into white light, full of resentment, flying into Qing Chen’s chest, and golden light immediately surrounded Qing Chen, he had leveled up! D-Class!

Qing Chen bent down to pick up the girl’s crossbow and 21 crossbow bolts: “Good stuff.”

No firearms, but a crossbow will do.

After leveling up, Qing Chen didn’t go to the center of the instance but turned and ran towards the poison circle.

The players in the center are all hiding and acting like Voldemorts, because the poison circle won’t reach them for a while, at least a few days.

But the players who spawned near the poison circle after entering the instance are different; the poison circle will help Qing Chen chase out those Voldemorts.

That’s his hunting ground.

Thinking of this, Qing Chen crawled down again and crawled toward the poison circle……

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In the depths of a mine 30 kilometers south of Storm City, a girl suddenly angrily took off her VR headset: “So pissed!”

There were dozens of ‘workmates’ next to her who were immersed in Virtual Realm.

This is an extremely enclosed space, a secret passage and secret base dug out from a mine.

The base is filled with wires, using cables to provide underground network access.

At this time, an Asian man in camouflage uniform saw the girl get up and asked, “What’s wrong, Zhang? Not going well in Multiverse No. 8? With your experience, you should be able to survive to the end.”

Zhang frowned, “I met an old yinbi, I just killed five players, and then he ambushed me, and my enchanted crossbow was also exploded. This guy didn’t even use his legs, he crawled the whole time.”

“So shady?” The man was stunned.

The girl sighed, “I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologize. You were also trying to buy herbs for Rebellion and got your main account killed while making money,” the man sighed. “Now you have to re-level your account, and you’ve encountered this kind of thing. But did you see White Light in the Multiverse?”

“No,” the girl shook her head, “Let’s not look for him. He’s obviously a white person, a racist who wants to become a white spiritual leader; he won’t help us.”

“Okay, Odru’s side originally wanted to rob the Kennedy family’s eldest son, but also failed,” the man said, “Summer is coming, it’s going to be hot and humid in the mine. We urgently need malaria medication and antibiotics. I don’t know where to find them now.”

The girl was stunned, “Odru also failed? How did they fail?”

“It’s said that they encountered a very perverted housekeeper. It’s hard to describe. I don’t know what’s wrong lately; nothing is going smoothly,” the man said, “You go out first and cover for the other brothers and sisters.”

“Okay,” the girl nodded, “Don’t let me find out who ambushed me, or I’ll twist their head off!”

She crawled out of a small wooden door. Outside is the mine tunnel, and there are two Rebellion companions guarding here.

The girl patted one of them, “Go in, it’s your turn.”

The companion’s eyes lit up. They never see the sun, and being able to stay in Virtual Realm for a while is like regaining their freedom.