novelslam Chapter 346 This is all I can do to help you.
Chapter 346 This is all I can do to help you.
Zhong Bukui entered and exited the players' ranks seven times, with slaps echoing throughout the room.
"Guys, I've figured out the mechanism!"
The sorcerer wearing the pointed hat started shouting at the top of his lungs again in the crowd.
"His attacks have a built-in cooldown! He can only send ten people flying at a time!"
"We need to arrange ourselves in formation, sending them out in batches... no, taking the hits in batches! That way, the singing will never stop!"
Upon hearing this, the players immediately understood and quickly organized themselves.
"When you see injustice on the road, you should roar out!"
"Bang!" A dozen shield warriors were sent flying into the air, shields and all.
"Strike while the iron is hot!"
"Bang!" Another group of mages turned into shooting stars.
Strangely, the players attacked by Zhong Bu Kui did not turn into white light and disappear.
They simply lost the ability to move, as if they were under some kind of control.
"Holy crap! He didn't lose any health!" A sharp-eyed ranger's eyes widened, then he was overjoyed. "This boss is a paper tiger! He has no attack power, it's all control skills!"
"Brothers! Charge! For the Gods! For the Origin Realm!"
Zhong Bukui looked at the neatly arranged queue in front of him, where people were even pushing and shoving each other to get a spot in the front, and a brief look of confusion appeared in his large, round eyes.
"Why are you all cooperating so much?!" He slapped one of the off-key singers into the ground.
The wandering knight was half-buried in the ground, foaming at the mouth, but stubbornly raised his thumb at the end: "Wandering God... I did my best..."
Chen You looked at the system panel from among the pile of stones.
Chen You was stunned.
He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
The numbers are still jumping up.
105%...112%...130%...
Chen You frowned involuntarily.
This is illogical.
In normal game missions, the next storyline will be triggered when the progress bar is full.
Why is this going on and on?
He suddenly recalled the expert group's analysis from before.
The cultivation system power he used in the game was not given to him out of thin air by the Origin Realm System.
That power originally existed within him.
The Source Realm, or rather this game system, merely acts as an "awakener."
It helps Chen You "awaken" his own power through a specific medium.
And this medium is very likely to be: money.
Huaxia Coin.
To complete the foundation building, he angered the giant rubber duck, and there was also the absurd Yellow Springs swimming relay race.
The money he invested, when converted into real currency, is already an astronomical figure.
Chen You watched Zhong Bukui unleashing a barrage of attacks from the crowd.
The progress is now well over 100%.
Does this mean that... there are other mediums besides money that can break the established limits?
In the crowd, Zhong Bukui had gone berserk.
"Clap clap clap clap!"
The crisp sound of slaps echoed one after another, like the ten thousand bangs of the New Year's firecracker.
He turned over 50,000 players into a large-scale performance art exhibition.
One of them was punched in the stomach and hung like a shrimp on a protruding part of the city wall.
Some were kicked away and landed headfirst in the ice hole, leaving only their buttocks swaying in the wind.
There were even more than a dozen players who were slapped into the air and crashed together, landing in a perfect human pyramid shape, all of them frozen in place.
Unfortunately, these players got caught up in a kind of fanatical self-indulgence.
"Hold on! His movements are slowing down!" a paladin shouted hoarsely.
"Strike when the iron is hot! Ouch, damn it..." A mage had just raised his staff when Zhong Bukui slapped him and his staff into the ground.
The giant rubber duck squatted next to Chen You, craning its neck to watch this spectacular scene.
The progress bar is speeding up.
1000%...3000%...7000%...
Chen You was numb.
If he could, he would even like to buy a bag of sunflower seeds and eat them while watching.
A full half hour passed.
Less than one-tenth of the players were still standing outside the city gate.
The numbers on the system panel finally stopped jumping.
[Progress of the Yellow Springs Origin Condensation: 10000%]
[Ding! The Yellow Springs Gathering Yin Array has completed its operation.]
[Sufficient pure Yang energy has been extracted; condensation of the Yellow Spring Origin has begun.]
boom!
A deep, rumbling sound exploded without warning.
The sound was not the sound of any magical element exploding, but rather carried an ancient, vast, and seemingly primordial quality, as if it came from the very beginning of the universe.
"Quack!" The giant rubber duck was startled, and its golden feathers bristled.
It flapped its wings and hid behind a large rock, peeking out half its head cautiously to look around.
The entire formation erupted with a dazzling dark golden light.
The light transformed into a pillar of light that reached the heavens and the earth, shooting straight into the sky and instantly evaporating the snow and wind.
Zhong Bukui stood at the edge of the pillar of light, his chest heaving violently.
The folding fan in his hand was long gone, leaving only the bare fan ribs, and his bright red robe was covered with ice shavings and dust.
He turned around and looked at Chen You in the pile of rubble.
Chen You's heart skipped a beat.
Is this old guy not satisfied with the fight and planning to use himself to make it a round number?
He silently gripped the hilt of the Jade Emperor Sword, ready to flee at any moment.
However, the rage, irritability, and madness on Zhong Bukui's face receded like the tide the moment he turned around.
Instead, there was an extremely profound, calm, and even somewhat melancholic gaze.
That look in his eyes didn't resemble that of a grumpy NPC who had just been woken up.
It's more like a god who has lived through countless ages and seen through the vicissitudes of life.
Zhong Bukui casually tossed aside the fan ribs in his hand and patted the dust off his hands.
He strode up to Chen You.
Chen You swallowed hard and gave a dry laugh.
"Well, True Lord, you've worked hard."
"I didn't sing. I'm tone-deaf, and I'm also a patient..."
Zhong Bukui ignored Chen You's joking remarks.
He looked down at Chen You, his gaze sweeping over Chen You.
Chen You was startled.
That look reminded him of Erlang Shen, who had been summoned by the Immortal Throne.
After a five-second silence, Zhong Bukui sighed.
"That's all I can do for you."
His voice was no longer the deafening roar it used to be.
Instead, his voice became low and hoarse, revealing an indescribable weariness.
Chen You was stunned.
"what?"