Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 832: Instance Dungeon Big Boss Qing Chen

Entering the Virtual Realm.

Qing Chen did not immediately enter Instance Dungeon 8, but was detained by the AI in a soft white space.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked out of the white light. Her hair was gray, and she casually pulled a chair out of nothingness and sat down. With another casual gesture, she summoned a rattan chair opposite Qing Chen: "Please have a seat."

Qing Chen did not refuse.

The AI asked, "Why did you buy such an expensive robot?"

Qing Chen immediately frowned upon hearing this. The other party could actually know his every move?

Yi had said that the various levels of networks in the West Continent had a huge Data Fortress defense, which even Yi couldn't penetrate. The network level method seemed specifically designed to prevent artificial intelligence. Even if artificial intelligence appeared, it could only be trapped at a certain level.

The Storm City's sky-eye system should be the highest level of defense. Yi couldn't get in, so this AI wouldn't be much better than Yi. Was the other party cooperating with the Storm City Arbiters organization?

Moreover, the other party had already analyzed his hidden identity.

The AI seemed to guess what he was thinking and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry so much, I have no ill intentions. If I wanted to harm you, you would have been discovered by the Storm Duke long ago. I'm just curious, why are you so persistent in wanting to give that artificial intelligence life a body?"

Qing Chen asked back, "Why can't I give her a body?"

"You said that you want to coexist without conflict. Since you accept her differences, why do you still want to turn her into a human form?" the AI asked curiously.

"Because she wants to," Qing Chen answered calmly. "This doesn't conflict with my views. She wants to be that way, so I'll help her be that way. My thoughts don't matter."

In fact, Yi has fought for Qing Chen many times. Although he received some compensation each time, he knew that compared to what he did for the other party, those compensations were insignificant.

The AI's tone became even gentler: "But doing so will put you at risk of being discovered. Perhaps someone has already started to pay attention to you."

Qing Chen thought for a moment: "I'll find a way to completely eliminate suspicion, but not now."

"Black Widow already knows that you are White Light," the AI continued gently. "Storm Duke's air force has found the slaves you released on the deserted island, so you will have many enemies in the Virtual Realm, and there will be no possibility of reconciliation with the four major guilds."

Qing Chen curiously asked, "Will you leak my port information to them?"

The so-called port refers to the virtual cabin and virtual glasses. Once this information is leaked, the other party will be able to find him in a second.

The AI shook its head: "No."

Qing Chen smiled: "Then what do I have to be afraid of? I've been hunted down more than once or twice."

"It's good to be prepared," the AI changed the subject. "Before you asked me if I was lonely, I didn't answer you. Now I ask you, is the little friend beside you lonely?"

Qing Chen replied, "The ability to feel loneliness is a unique aspect of life, so she will also feel lonely. But it's okay, she still has friends like us."

The AI was silent for a long time: "That's good."

Before Qing Chen could say anything else, the AI sent him to the 8th multiverse.

Qing Chen stood in the poison circle, looking around. The AI showed extraordinary concern for Yi, and the truth was getting closer and closer to his guess.

It was already 8 o'clock at night, and the sky in the Virtual Realm had also darkened.

Qing Chen glanced at the direction and began to run wildly along the edge of the poison circle, looking for players who didn't know there was a sniper in the poison circle.

In this one circle alone, he harvested more than 100 players.

When the guild players saw him go offline, they were relieved. But when they saw his rapidly increasing kill count, they were shocked.

Doesn't this guy do anything else? Doesn't he work? Doesn't he sleep? You're too involved!

At this time, Qing Chen's kill count was about to approach Pluto's, while Viper didn't know where he was left behind.

The most important thing was that Qing Chen's monthly points ranking had already entered the top 50. If he continued to kill like this, he might directly enter the top 10.

The key is how many he kills.

Night fell, and the players became smarter. They all stayed 600 meters away from the poison circle, for fear that a thunderbolt would strike them while walking.

The 600-meter distance was also taught by the guild on the forum, because White Light's marksmanship was too good, and they had to be outside the range of the assault rifle.

Standing at a distance of 600 meters, even if an assault rifle hits them, they might not die, and they can still know White Light's position.

After everyone followed suit, White Light's kill count growth rate decreased rapidly, only increasing by two in an hour.

Players rushed to report the good news on the forum, celebrating as if they had defeated a dragon.

The method worked!

These players ignored Pluto, Viper, and even the four major guilds. They were treating Qing Chen as the boss.

Shouldn't Pluto be the one treated as the boss?

After harvesting a circle, Qing Chen did not rashly leave the poison circle. He simply waited for the poison circle to slowly shrink, then sat on the ground and opened the LCD screen to see what the players were planning.

These players are now so excited that they almost forgot that White Light can also log onto the forum.

At this time, someone posted: "White Light is currently in the poison circle. I'm watching him from the opposite mountain. He's sitting on the ground, I don't know what he's doing."

Qing Chen was stunned, looked up at the opposite side, and sure enough, there was a player on the opposite mountain, peeking and looking at him from a kilometer away.

He ignored it and continued to watch the forum.

Someone posted: "Everyone quickly go pick up airdrops, and those who get weapons should gather together. In this way, we can resist White Light. He won't let us go, these experience packs. Then we will fight to the death. Moreover, haven't you noticed that there are no airdrops in the poison circle, which means we have weapons, but he doesn't!"

Someone replied: "Yes, he's here to level up. It's not in his interest to just sit in the poison circle and wait for us to die. He will definitely attack us. Now we have a weapon advantage, everyone hurry up and collect airdrops, stop the internal war, don't waste weapons, and wait for the final battle!"

Qing Chen looked up at the sky. A Airship just flew overhead, but it didn't stop in the poison circle, instead heading straight for the center of the instance dungeon, without dropping any airdrops into the poison circle.

This extinguished his desire to find some weapons.

After the post was posted, the players in the center of the instance dungeon suddenly united. They prepared their weapons as if they were resisting a monster invasion. Some people were even digging trenches and building walkways in the Red River Valley in the center of the instance dungeon.

They didn't bring any shovels, so they could only dig with their bare hands. They were exhausted, and they would smoke and chat while resting, and strangers suddenly had the camaraderie of comrades-in-arms.

It was like the humans on East Continent facing the intelligent machine crisis, making the best of a bad situation.

Qing Chen couldn't help but laugh when he saw these posts. How did he suddenly become this image? Two days ago, he was just a newbie account.

Even Pluto was silent. He drove the army of skeletons to patrol the 8th multiverse, looking at the players enthusiastically carrying out the joint defense work, feeling a little uncomfortable.

At the beginning, everyone was afraid when they saw him, but now, everyone would greet him warmly, like real comrades-in-arms.

This made Pluto, who originally planned to kill the players, a little at a loss.

At this time, someone posted on the forum: "Now that many people have obtained the Thunderbolt Mage profession, can you come out and say what White Light's skills are? Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Knowing his skills will allow us to have targeted strategies."

Someone replied: "This is a little ungrateful. After all, the profession was obtained through White Light."

"What are you afraid of? Didn't White Light get paid? He's also doing it for money, what did he do for you?"

"That's also true," someone began to reveal: "The E-class skill of the Thunderbolt Mage profession is weapon enchantment, and the D-class skill is a short-range thunderbolt strike."

"Well, what about the C-class?"

"I don't know."

At this point, it was rather embarrassing. The Thunderbolt Mage profession had only been available for a short time. Except for Qing Chen, other Thunderbolt Mages were at most D-class.

Apart from the known A-class ultimate move, 80-meter range lightning strike, everyone didn't know what other skills the Thunderbolt Mage had.

At this time, someone posted: "The B-class skill is a stimulating body, temporarily increasing speed and strength, similar to the Shaman's blessing technique, but it can only be used on oneself. The B-class skill is a storm magnetic field, which can destroy nearby high-tech equipment."

"Wow, a big shot actually came out to introduce the skill. How did you level up so fast to reach B-class? Wait a minute, this ID "J" looks so familiar, isn't this White Light?"

"Fuck"

Only at this moment did everyone realize that it was White Light himself who came out to popularize it!

This White Light seemed to be afraid that he wasn't being targeted enough, so he came out to tell everyone what the skills were, the damage was not great, but the insult was very strong!

Moreover, everyone suddenly realized that a player just said that White Light was sitting on the ground without knowing what he was doing. It turned out he was watching the forum, watching how everyone was preparing for him.

What to do now, the plan has been known by White Light!

Qing Chen happily sent a message: "Keep talking, I'll just watch." The forum suddenly fell silent.

Qing Chen didn't deliberately expose his skills, but these skills would eventually be known, so it didn't matter if he said it out. What he relied on this time was not these skills.

So far, Qing Chen has verified all the Thunderbolt Mage skills in this Virtual Realm in the real world, and they are indeed feasible.

It can only be said that the AI's hidden operating logic behind this world is even deeper than imagined. This is the AI's own understanding of the world, transported here, with minor restrictions.

For example, the B-class storm magnetic field is clearly Qing Chen's human EMP bomb method used to curb technological equipment. So many Thunderbolt Mages in Time Traveler Academy, those little rookies who play Avada Kedavra every day, urgently need to come here for further studies.

Just learning this storm magnetic field is worth it.

Unlike Qing Chen's self-study, students here only need to carefully replicate the skill operation method, without needing a deep understanding of electromagnetic radiation.

The matter of opening the East Continent Key Gate needs to be expedited.

Moreover, even Qing Chen himself was looking forward to it. Even his best things were only B-class skills in the eyes of the AI. What kind of surprise would the S-class ultimate move bring to Qing Chen?

You know, Qing Chen's Myriad Gods Thunder Technique has also reached A-class, and it may be upgraded to S-class Demi-God at any time. He can then use the AI's understanding of this world and transform it into his own Demi-God-level ultimate move!

Until now, Qing Chen hadn't even figured out how to elementalize himself. He couldn't just have one EMP move.

Perhaps this is the true meaning of him entering the 8th multiverse. The AI is going to teach him how to fight in the future!

At one point, Qing Chen was even thinking about a question. If it weren't for him to pass the 136th multiverse, would the reward for passing this multiverse be a different profession?

And no matter which world he passes, the AI will give him the Thunderbolt Mage profession?

It's not impossible.

Qing Chen retreated one kilometer and went offline.

He didn't rush to compete for airdrops, but chose to let the bullets fly for a while.

When the players saw him go offline, they were puzzled: White Light already knew that they were collecting weapons, didn't he have any sense of crisis?

Too arrogant.

Qing Chen took off his virtual glasses and turned to look at Yi lying on the sofa, and asked with a smile, "You've been guarding me like this?"

Yi thought for a while and said, "I don't have anything else to do. I've browsed through the level 1 civilian network, and it's not interesting. I found a few girls, but the people in West Continent seem very dull, not as interesting as East Continent. By the way, why did you go offline? You just went in a short while ago."

Qing Chen took out the golden True Sight Eye from his pocket: "It's time to call for reinforcements."