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Come on, I'm invincible and a horror game comes along?

"Three years after three years, ten years have passed, system, I'm invincible, where's the horror game you promised?" Elon came to this world for ten years, the horror game avoided him for nine years. Elon entered the horror game, the squid game with 99 mortality rate, was played as a speed pass game by him. No one passes through the classroom of death, Elon one person and a sword, sitting on the podium. The ghost, who was originally invigilating the exam, sits down and answers the questions. Elon: "Ming ate 5 apples, dad ate 8 apples, how old is grandpa?" "If you can't answer, you all have to die." Ghosts: "Who the hell is the scary game."

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Chapter 87 == Comrades, we have a long way to go

None of these things are really a problem for Elon.

 

  He was even able to harness the divine sword, the Devil's Sword.

 

  Not to mention this thing that only blows itself up.

 

  Elon taught Lori two random moves, both of which were moves he used to practice with his sword, something about flat slashes, stabs, parries, something very common.

 

  But it also made Lori's eyes glow with adoration.

 

  "Awesome."

 

  "You must be a very good swordsman."

 

  Lori said cheerfully.

 

  Elon laughed softly, "Average."

 

  "It's only three stories high."

 

  "Three floors?"

 

  When Lori thought about it carefully, three stories didn't seem too high.

 

  It's not as tall as some of the bigger houses in town.

 

  "I have something to ask you." Elon said.

 

  "What is it?"

 

  Kouri asked, clutching her sword.

 

  "Artificial weapons, how are they made?"

 

  Before dinner tonight, Elon had asked the system about this Artificial Weapons thing, and if there was any chance that it was a hidden quest.

 

  Then he got an affirmative answer from the system.

 

  And got a quest.

 

  "Current mission: investigate the matter of artificial weapons."

 

  Now that I've met Lori, it's the perfect time to find out.

 

  Upon hearing the question.

 

  Lori froze for a moment.

 

  Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Elon.

 

  "Brother Elon, how do you know about this?"

 

  Artificial weapons are something that only people in the city know about.

 

  Elon is just an out-of-towner.

 

  How do you know about artificial weapons?

 

  "I heard someone mention it before dinner." Elon said, "So curious and asked."

 

  Lori believed it.

 

  After all, man-made weapons are something that everyone in town knows about.

 

  She raised her hand and pointed to the center of town, where a taller tower stood.

 

  "That's where we were born."

 

  Lori said slowly, "Every newborn girl is sent there for a physical test."

 

  "If they pass, they will be transformed into artificial weapons."

 

  Ding!

 

  The system's voice rang out.

 

  "Current mission: enter the Transformation Tower and investigate the matter of artificial weapons in depth."

 

  Progress was made on the mission, so the change was made.

 

  Elon nodded and said, "I see."

 

  Then he looked at Xiao Li and said, "It's getting late, go to bed early, I'll leave first."

 

  Lori nodded.

 

  When Elon left, she didn't leave, but continued practicing with her sword.

 

  Because she's on the night shift.

 

  Always watch out for the desert in the distance to prevent powerful monsters from attacking at night.

 

  Elon didn't go back to sleep either.

 

  It's dark and windy now.

 

  Perfect opportunity to sneak into the remodeled tower.

 

  He soon came to the tower and saw two tall men, guarding the gate.

 

  They were big and muscular, and they had a long gun in their hands.

 

  Not to be messed with at first glance.

 

  Elon, however, steps out of the darkness and walks through brightly, catching the attention of the two guards at first.

 

  "Stand still."

 

  The two guards immediately turned their spears on Elon.

 

  Just the next second.

 

  A light breeze blew through.

 

  Elon had come to them and grabbed the two lances.

 

  A gentle twist.

 

  Click!

 

  The gun handle was instantly deformed.

 

  Then it exploded.

 

  The two guards were wide-eyed, what was happening?

 

  Without waiting for them to react, Elon walked past them.

 

  It was only when Elon pushed the door open that the two guards felt a twinge and fell helplessly to the ground.

 

  Completely passed out.

 

  Elon stepped inside the tower and noticed how spacious it was.

 

  A staircase that goes upstairs and another staircase that goes underground.

 

  Surprisingly, there are underground spaces.

 

  "There's more to it than meets the eye."

 

  Elon glanced at the mini-map, upstairs and downstairs, there were two guards.

 

  Elon decided to go up first.

 

  The two guards, without even seeing Elon's face, were simply put down.

 

  Elon continues to move up.

 

  He came to the roof of the building and saw an altar right in the center.

 

  On the altar, a fist-sized crystal floated silently.

 

  The crystal shimmered with a faint fluorescence.

 

  What's this?

 

  Elon walked over and scanned it with his system and immediately came up with the information.

 

  "The Heart of God that is recharging."

 

  "There are some powerful divine forces scattered in heaven and earth, and the Heart of God can absorb them."

 

  "When fully charged, it can be put into a baby girl's body to replace her heart, making it an artificial weapon."

 

  Instead of a heart?

 

  Elon immediately realized, wouldn't this be ripping out the baby girl's heart?

 

  What a dark organization.

 

  How to be so hard-hearted.

 

  How can you do that?

 

  I had thought that I had come to a game with a very dark background.

 

  The people here are on edge every day, fearing that monsters will attack the city.

 

  Still, one underestimates how dark this game is.

 

  Elon turned and headed downstairs.

 

  The fact that the system's mission hadn't changed yet meant that there was still some information that hadn't been investigated.

 

  He took care of the two guards downstairs and came into a wider space.

 

  It's quiet here now.

 

  All went back to bed because it was late at night.

 

  Elon saw blood-stained operating tables here and some blood-stained cribs.

 

  Even, some black packages were seen in one corner.

 

  Without looking closely, Elon knew what was inside.

 

  Because outside of these packages in front of me, all of it was blood.

 

  The flies were going wild.

 

  Only corpses.

 

  Those babies whose surgeries failed.

 

  Elon turned and found a den.

 

  There weren't many books here, just a few, and when I picked them up, they were full of words I couldn't read.

 

  But the system immediately translated it for Elon.

 

  The books, some of which are tutorials, some of which are notes, and one of which records the names of all the children who have been subjected to modifications.

 

  This book is the thickest.

 

  It contained a surprising seventeen pages of forty-six names!

 

  The thirty-sixth name, called Lori.

 

  And 90% of the names of people in front of Lori were crossed out.

 

  Because all died in battle.

 

  If there are no accidents, the next one to die in battle will be Lori.

 

  Elon silently closed the book, ahead of Lori, there had been thirty tragedies.

 

  "There's something wrong with this plan."

 

  He also understood that the people in the city were pretty much forced to think of using this method.

 

  But this plan, obviously, has big problems.

 

  The deadliest thing is that this plan cannot be implemented for long.

 

  The monsters keep coming, and you're left to keep depleting the town's population to fend off the monsters.

 

  Maybe you can hold out for two or three years.

 

  But what about in the long run?

 

  Can you hold out for ten years? A hundred years? A thousand years?

 

  The right thing to do would be to move away from this desert and live with people from other places.

 

  There is strength in numbers.

 

  The chances of finding a way out are, naturally, much higher.

 

  And create powerful, easily controlled thermal weapons and even flying machines.

 

  Thirty people are dead now.

 

  The few men guarding the gate were still using weapons as outdated as long guns.

 

  No amount of death will help.

 

  This city, if it can't even protect a little girl, how dare it claim to protect hundreds of people?

 

  (onom.) ding~

 

  The system's voice rang out.

 

  "Current mission: destroy and remodel the tower."

 

  This mission is right up Elon's alley.

 

  Demolition!

 

  Feudal superstitions that must be changed!