Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 390: Zhongzhou Fighting King Sparrow God and Chess Saint
Zhang Jie stared at Haotian fiercely, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and his hair floated up under the influence of telekinesis.

Haotian had a calm expression, lowered his eyebrows and looked submissive, and did not look directly into Zhang Jie's eyes.

Zhang Jie roared heartbreakingly: "What the hell are you doing!"

"You bastard!"

"How could you do this to me!"

Haotian sighed: "This is not what I want."

"I'm helpless too, but the cards I can play are limited."

"I'm sorry, Brother Jie."

"I can only blame fate for making me your teammate."

Zhang Jie sneered: "If sorry is useful, what is the use of the Lord God!"

"But I never believe in fate!"

He raised his hand and swung it down hard!
Snapped!
Two threes appeared on the table.

"The last move!"

"To three!"

Zhang Jie launched a fierce one-on-three attack.

Haotian, whose face was covered with stickers, twitched and said weakly in an embarrassed manner, "Three, I can't afford it."

"Damn it!!!" Zhang Jie completely collapsed and threw the remaining cards on the ground.

"No more fun, no more fun!"

"What a lousy card trick you have!"

"I really can't play this at all!"

"Ten for ten, I'm leaving." Cheng Xiao laughed.

"You two peasants really know how to work for a landlord like me. You can even walk away with only two tens left."

"The Landlord King of the Zhongzhou team is undoubtedly me, Cheng Xiao!"

"Quack quack!"

Zhang Jie's face turned even darker when he heard this.

Haotian put a 3 and a 4 on the table.

"I can't get rid of this card of mine, Brother Jie, you don't have to let me go." Haotian looked bitter.

He rubbed his face. He really didn't mean to lose every time he gambled, but he was just unlucky and couldn't win no matter what.

When he was a landlord, he was killed indiscriminately. When he was a farmer, he was killed indiscriminately by the landlord.

Zhang Jie collapsed and covered his face. As long as he was on the same team with Haotian, the cards he picked up would stink and he couldn't win at all.

Even if he used Imagination Manifestation to print cards on the spot, he still couldn't win.

This is outrageous!
Cheng Xiao won the most because he and Haotian had the least teammates.

"Brother Jie, can't you even count the cards when playing Landlord?" Zhan Lan, who had watched the whole game of noobs fighting each other, couldn't help but sneer.

"Are you also a telekineticist and a mind master?"

"Watch your cards carefully!" Zhang Jie said angrily.

"Me?" Zhan Lan smiled confidently, his eyes turning blue: "My eyes——"

“But you can see into the future!”

In her vision, she can see all the cards on the table in the next half minute.

"One bamboo." Zhu Wen took a picture of a mahjong tile with a sad face.

"Ok?"

Zhan Lan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Zhu Wen in disbelief: "Wait, you shouldn't play this card."

It should be 30,000, why did it become one tube?

The future has actually changed!

If you can change mahjong today, you can change their fate tomorrow!

"Ah yes"

"I originally wanted to bet 30,000."

"Later I discovered there was still a bamboo card that hadn't been played out."

Zhu Wen lowered her head shyly and put the Bagua Yao abacus she had just calculated in her pocket.

"It doesn't matter, the result will be the same no matter how you fight." Zhan Lan smiled confidently, spreading out his mental power invisibly.

Very good, no one is listening.

Just one more round and you can get a clean set!

"One tube, I touch it!"

Zhan Lan was very cool and handsome. He clapped three cards at once and then clapped down a card at the same time.

"Thirty thousand!"

Ming Yanwei used her little universe to bet on the cards and smiled slightly: "Sorry, I'm going to fire."

Na'er's whole body radiated holy light, and she also had a kind smile on her face: "Zhan Lan, a double hit."

The confident smile on Zhan Lan's face froze instantly.

No, that's impossible!
Isn’t this how the future (card game) should be?
Zhu Wen asked uncertainly, "Sister Zhan Lan, does the Sichuan Mahjong bloody battle rule still need to continue?"

"That's right." Zhan Lan, who calls himself the God of Sparrow, looked a little embarrassed.

"Then, draw a clean set."

Zhu Wen picked up a card and pushed it down without even looking at it.

"Ahhhh!" Zhan Lan collapsed.

"You must be cheating!"

Naer had a gentle smile on her face, but her words were like a knife piercing the heart.

"Zhan Lan, only those who cheat using their mental strength and precognitive abilities would accuse others of cheating."

Ming Yanwei also smiled broadly: "If your card skills were even a third as good as your physique, you wouldn't have lost so much."

"A big-breasted idiot who can't even win with psychic and precognitive cheats."

Zhan Lan's face flushed red as she could only argue, "I, I, I...I didn't look at your cards directly. I was just observing the colors of your spirit bodies. This isn't cheating."

"And the prediction can only tell you what cards you'll play next, but you always play them randomly!"

"How come this predictive ability is not accurate at all!!"

"Besides, you're not using your abilities to cheat!"

"Sister Naer, your Holy Light Barrier has been maintained on your body. Sister Ming, you have already opened the third-level gene lock to seal off your mind."

"I can only see Zhu Wen's spirit body now, but she wins every time she plays Mahjong, from Hangzhou Mahjong to Guangzhou Mahjong, without even understanding the rules!"

Zhu Wen blushed. She had used the Eight Trigrams to calculate the feng shui positions before the game started, and the table was filled with wealth positions that attracted wind and gathered water, so it would be difficult for her to lose.

"Yingkong, change players. Zhan Lan can't afford to lose." Ming Yanwei's words completely silenced Zhan Lan.

"Don't go."

Zhao Yingkong was eating old mountain ginseng and reading a novel by herself, and had no intention of participating in such activities.

Thus, the first Zhongzhou Bird King Championship came to an end, and the winner was Zhu Wen, who had unrivaled luck.

Possessing the two major skills of mental scanning and precognition, the top seed Zhan Lan before the game unexpectedly finished last.

Just as Zhuang Boshi and Zheng Zha went to deal with the owner of the manor, the rest of the Zhongzhou team, who were afraid of having their home robbed, temporarily built a half-meter-thick golden safe house in a building in Los Angeles and started playing cards and mahjong with nothing to do.

Anyway, everyone has enough food, entertainment, and gold in their space equipment.

Haotian, Cheng Xiao and Zhang Jie played Landlord, while Zhan Lan, Ming Yanwei, Zhu Wen and Naer played Sichuan Mahjong.

Zhao Yingkong was reading quietly.

In the army, Wang Xia focused on technical and tactical skills. He didn't know how to play cards or mahjong, so he could only watch movies on his own.

Saito Ichi and Lingdian started playing Go.

Chu Xuan plays NDS alone.

It was very relaxing, like a team building for a startup company.

Zhan Lan sensed something, pushed the card aside, and quickly stood up to open the door.

"No more playing, no more playing, they are back."

"Playing rogue again!" Ming Yanwei found it very funny.

"Oh, you guys are quite relaxed." When Zhuang Boshi came back, he saw such a happy scene.

A dozen people were chattering, playing cards, chess, mahjong, games, reading books and watching movies.

The small room was also filled with various snack packaging bags.

"Who ate the snail noodles?" Zheng Zha sniffed and asked curiously.

Zhu Wen's face flushed: "I, I, I cooked snail noodles that weren't smelly!"

"I finally won, hahaha." Saito laughed heartily. Meanwhile, Zero, who was sitting opposite him, looked frustrated.

"Lao Qi, you are very strong. I tried my best but still couldn't beat you."

"No, no," Saito waved his hand complacently. "He's barely above the ninth dan professional level. Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

"You seem to have underestimated half a point." Chu Xuan, who was playing Super Mario, leaned over and pointed at the black piece on the chessboard.

"White should win."

"Ka!" Saito widened his eyes, counted carefully, and found that it was true.

Lingdian smiled: "So I won, Lao Qi."

Zhuang Boshi couldn't help but sneer, "You two lousy chess players, stop playing! You can't even beat the brain-dead Chu Xuan."

Saito Yi was annoyed and said quickly: "This round doesn't count!"

"Come again!"

"Okay, leisure time is over." Zhuang Boshi knocked on the table.

"Now, let's have a meeting."

So, the card table and mahjong were put away, and Zhang Jie used his imagination to create a simple conference table.

Zhuang Boshi presided over the meeting and briefly shared with everyone the relevant information about the battle.

"So far, we have eliminated eight people from the King's organization, codenamed Butcher, Cowboy, Landlord, Twins, Gentleman, Godfather, Manor Owner, and Missionary."

The Lord God was very considerate this time. Whenever the Zhongzhou team completed a goal, a death reminder would appear in the task column of the watch.

Zhuang Boshi knocked on the table and said, "The pressure from the King's Organization has been temporarily resolved."

"The king's North American power has been uprooted by us and has vanished into thin air."

"According to the coroner, there are still about a dozen or so members of the King's Organization, as well as thousands of Ghost Riders subordinate to the King. However, the remaining Kings are mostly scattered across Europe, Africa, South Asia, and other places."

"The rest won't confront us head-on like the King of North America did."

"We must be prepared and prepared for a long-term battle."

"It seems easy. We have completed one third of the task." Cheng Xiao said with a relaxed look.

"No wonder it's a B-rank side quest for everyone."

"The doctor and Zheng Zha took care of everything." Zhan Lan looked at Cheng Xiao, the king of Landlords, with dissatisfaction.

"But I want to go out, and you won't let me out." Cheng Xiao muttered.

"We don't let you go out for safety reasons," Zheng Zha explained.

Zhuang Boshi said seriously, "Everyone, please take this seriously. After the battles at the Horror Apartment and Horror Manor, I am telling you this in all seriousness."

"This world is of a very high level, and the difference between the upper and lower limits of evil spirits is huge."

"Even if Zheng Zha and I are at the fourth level, we might die if we encounter some very powerful evil spirits."

Zheng Zha nodded in agreement. "The missionary finally trapped my consciousness in a book. Inside that book is a terrifying ghost."

"You can inflict some punishment on me, which will be impossible to stop and will also interfere with my physical recovery ability."

“Even for me, it took a lot of effort to kill it.”

"If I hadn't finally realized that I was inside a book, my consciousness could ignore the burden of my body in combat, and I had used Primordial Desolation: Creation of the World."

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get out."

Zhuang Boshi added, "And the classification system for evil spirits in this world is based on the extent of damage they can inflict on humans."

"Some evil spirits that can only kill one person at a time may also have very high-intensity killing patterns."

"We can't hastily assume that evil spirits below S-rank pose no threat to us."

For example, Ghost Umbrella is A-level, but the six layers of ghosts and the countless evil spirits made Yang Jian, who was driving a bus before the finale, feel difficult.

The Ghost Call is C-level, and it kills one person accurately each time, but it kills according to the law of cause and effect.

In comparison, the starving ghost looks a little ugly despite his handsome features.

"Then what should we do next?" Haotian asked cautiously.

After recognizing the true strength of the Zhongzhou team, he has become much more honest and no longer thinks about unnecessary things.

You must be loyal to the Zhongzhou team!
Zhuang Boshi said slowly: "The system of this world is a lame system."

"Weird and chaotic, but very powerful."

Everyone listened to him talk with eyes wide open.

Zhuang Boshi also looked at his teammates, but he always felt that his emotions were not in place.

He suddenly thought of something, and in full view of everyone, he walked over, snatched Chu Xuan's glasses and put them on himself.

"That's just right!" He nodded with satisfaction.

"First, we need to clarify three issues. These three issues stem from three rules regarding evil spirits."

Zhuang Boshi pulled out a blackboard and wrote down three rules in bold.

In the world of mysterious resurrection, there are three laws that have never been broken.

First, ghosts are immortal;

Second, only ghosts can fight ghosts;
Third, understand the patterns of ghosts.

Now, this world is in an infinite reincarnation multiverse, which leads to three problems.

"First of all, the first question is, are ghosts really immortal?" Zhuang Boshi pointed to the first question.

Then he wrote a big "No" on it.

"We can kill ghosts!" Zheng Zha raised his hand.

"Ghosts are not immortal!"

Judging from the current situation, Zhuang Boshi and Zheng Zha are already able to kill the evil spirit.

"Yes."

"But the situation isn't optimistic. Zheng Zha and I have tested it. His Primordial Creation of Heaven and Earth and my Magic Cannon can instantly restore evil spirits to rune fragments."

"Due to the limitations of my cultivation realm, the Samadhi True Fire has not yet reached full maturity, so it can dissolve the appearance of evil spirits."

"If you want to destroy its rune logic, it will take some time."

"That is to say, only S-level skills can cause damage to evil spirits." Zhan Lan thought.

"That's right. My Fang Zheng Demon Eye can't see the evil spirit's dead point. It can only see some inconspicuous dead lines. After hitting it, it can only make the evil spirit fall into silence, but cannot kill it." Lingdian also added.

"Then we have no way to deal with the evil spirit!" Wang Xia looked a little worried.

As the Imperial Guard + Foundation Building, although the combat power is strong, there is really no way to deal with the immortal evil spirits.

"You can't kill evil spirits, but you can engage in non-contact combat. After all, gold can imprison evil spirits, and many times we don't need to kill them."

Saito Hajime and Zhang Jie seemed to be thinking about something.

"Also, gouging out your eyes, piercing your heart, skinning you, and other physical laws won't kill you either."

"Not every evil spirit is so scary."

At present, it seems that the patterns of ghosts are strange and the strength gap between them varies greatly.

There is a death curse that directly takes a person's life.

A conscious attack designed to erase human consciousness.

There is a law of cause and effect that will wipe out people at the root.

There are infinite invasions, replacing people in time.

The most popular one is the rule of physical damage and corruption.

For teammates with A-level enhancements such as Cheng Xiao and Wang Xia, the physical damage from weaker evil spirits is not fatal.

Whether Saito Hajime's armor and patronus charm can stop the evil spirit's killing pattern needs further testing.

Generally speaking, as long as the other members of the Zhongzhou team don't encounter particularly outrageous evil spirits, it won't be a problem for them to seal off a few ordinary evil spirits, not to mention dealing with ghost riders.

Whether it is Zhan Lan's mental scan + zero-point long-range sniping, Ming Yanwei's archery, Cheng Xiao's speed battle, or Saito Ichi's killing curse.

Both are enough to kill the opponent instantly before the ghost rider counterattacks or opens the ghost domain.

Zhan Lan and Zhang Jie's mental control is an invincible skill for ghost riders who have no conscious protection.

Especially Zhang Jie, who uses telekinesis + fantasy materialization to accurately wholesale golden coffins at a long distance, and 90% of the evil spirits can't withstand it.

Dealing with brainless ghosts is even easier than dealing with Zhuang Boshi and Zheng Zha.

The key is to master intelligence and conduct asymmetric warfare!

You can't confront ghost riders and evil spirits head-on.

As long as the Zhongzhou team understands the enemy's killing patterns, they don't need to be so restrained.

Zhan Lan's foresight and Zhu Wen's Bagua Yao calculations can both be used for speculation.

Intelligence prediction + long-range sniping + mind control and brainwashing, a very mature asymmetric combat system.

"Now that you mention it, I feel confident again." Cheng Xiao clenched his fists.

"Watching you two working so hard for the team, while we can only stay here and eat hot pot, do you think I'm happy?"

Cheng Xiao's words were righteous, but Zhuang Boshi, the king of slacking off, certainly couldn't imagine how happy he was.

(End of this chapter)