Dragon Raja's Number One Player

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Chen Wenwen's voice on the microphone was still as sweet as ever, like a gentle spring breeze.

Because he was admitted to Kassel College, he no longer needed to take the college entrance examination, so he applied for a leave of absence from Shilan High School.

However, even if he hadn't brought it up, there weren't many people left in the class; Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua had both gone home.

In the month or so between now and the college entrance examination, their family has hired a special tutor for targeted guidance, so they have a lot of free time.

"Lu Mingfei, we're planning to hold our final literary society activity at the movie theater tomorrow. Zhao Menghua has booked the entire theater. Do you want to come?"

He would have accepted Chen Wenwen's invitation without hesitation before, but now, after experiencing so much, especially after witnessing the extraordinary power of "Kassel College," he hesitated.

"Smack."

Lu Mingfei felt a tap on his shoulder from behind, and his body shuddered. He turned around and saw that it was "Durian Fire" before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of which, "Durian Fire" was also admitted to "Kassel College", so at least I won't be too lonely when I go there.

"What are you daydreaming about? Go online, it's on me."

"Durian Fire" noticed that Lu Mingfei was in a bad mood, so he naturally put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulder and said something.

There's nothing a game can't solve; if there is, then play two.

"Okay, keep your voice down, I have a phone call here."

Lu Mingfei spoke up.

"What kind of event is it?"

"Durian Fire" asked.

Lu Mingfei nodded; he had indeed guessed correctly.

"Go ahead, just treat it to some fun. If you're going to pay, I'll treat you, but you have to bring me along too."

"Durian Fire" began to speak.

Lu Mingfei felt it was really good to have such a friend, and he said:

"However, this activity is an internal event of the literary society, so I need to ask in advance if you want to go."

"I'll go, but I also want to go to the 'Durian Fire' event, is that okay?"

Chen Wenwen thought about it and then agreed.

"They're all alumni, so come if you want. Anyway, it's all Zhao's money, so it doesn't matter if there's one more or one less person."

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When the players arrived at the meeting point, there were already countless cars parked there.

Henkel sat across the street, looking this way.

"With so many cars, if they were all damaged, it would be a considerable sum of money."

A young man sitting in the passenger seat spoke up.

"It's okay, it's all worth it."

Han Gao began by saying that Lin Zhiying had contacted him not long ago, and the conversation was still echoing in his ears.

"Do me a favor, I need a lot of cars, the more the better, and then I'll join the 'North American Dragonkin Alliance'."

"Sure, but I need to know why."

"Kill God."

Han Gao's lips curled up slightly. Young people these days are so arrogant, but for some reason, he felt that Lin Zhiying really could do it.

"Let's leave and make some room for them."

Henkel said to the driver.

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The headquarters of Xuanyu Company.

The programmer, who was about to leave work, looked at the fluctuating data in front of him and exclaimed, "Oh no!"

"What's going on?"

A somewhat balding programmer asked.

On the screen, the abnormal area displayed is Odin's Nibelungen.

This is a place that appears much later in the story.

Before this, only a small number of players had the opportunity to enter it, after all, there are many opportunities in "Dragon Raja: New World".

However, the screen is now filled with countless red dots, each of which represents a player.

This reveals a terrifying fact: countless players have gathered in Odin's Nibelungen!

"I think it must be related to this."

A slightly overweight programmer next to him handed him a phone, which displayed the post that Lin Zhiying had made.

Less than half an hour after the post was published, it had already surpassed a staggering 200,000 views, and it was still rising at a visible rate.

If this continues, the server is likely to experience problems.

"There's no other way, I'll just block this post for now."

The slender programmer tapped a few times and temporarily blocked the post titled "World Boss Odin Appears, Come Quickly If You Want Rewards!", making it unviewable.

"It should be fine now. There's no way the current players can defeat Odin. We just need to wait until all the players are dead, then shut down 'Nibelungen'."

The chubby programmer wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"After all, numerical differences cannot be resolved simply by having more people."

"For example, Odin's level is at least 80, while the players' are only at level 20."

With the aid of extraordinary power, the difference between a mouse and an elephant is almost negligible.

"Then I'm relieved. I'll go home now."

"The slim programmer put on his coat and said."

However, as he approached the elevator, a vague sense of unease still rose in his heart.

"Why are you back again?"

The bald programmer looked at the skinny programmer who had returned and asked in confusion.

He, who had already left, returned.

He placed several cans of coffee on the tables of the group members and pulled out his own chair to sit down.

"I'll stay with you. We'll just be careful, it'll be fine."

After all, working overtime is already a regular occurrence for them.

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"Excuse me, I have something to attend to and need to leave for a bit. Tonight's date is canceled."

Caesar said gently.

"Hmph, were you out flirting with some young girls?"

On the phone, Nuonuo spoke in a cheerful tone, though it sounded like an interrogation.

"You know the password to my hotel. If you're not comfortable with it, you can just ask me. The room is quite spacious."

Caesar echoed her words.

"Hmph, don't try to fool me. You'd better watch your own safety."

After saying that, Nono hung up the phone.

Caesar put down his phone and slowly drove off.

Not long ago, Lin Zhiying sent him a text message.

There is only one simple sentence above.

"Do you want revenge?"

And an address.

Caesar instantly understood that he was referring to Odin, whom he had encountered earlier.

That sense of crisis was something he hadn't felt in a long time, and it made him feel so disheveled.

Moreover, he is a dragon, and killing him is my responsibility. As long as I can kill him, I will gain unparalleled glory at A University.

Caesar's carriage was stopped.

"Sir, I'm sorry, the area ahead has been sealed off."

One player said in a very serious tone.

These players were all low-level. After dying once in "Nibelungen", they realized that they couldn't even fight Deadpool, let alone "Odin".

However, many of them have a common identity: they have joined the "Execution Department." Therefore, under the organization of several large guilds, such as "Five Seconds of Hand Speed," they are responsible for maintaining order here and ensuring that civilians do not accidentally wander in.

"Holy crap, Caesar's here too."

Among the surrounding players, someone recognized Caesar.

With him involved, the probability of killing Odin increases by a factor of two. (A difference of 0.1 to 0.2 also doubles the probability.)

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The plot here was originally intended to be written before the book was published, but it's still some time away from being released.

It's not stuck anymore, I can finish writing.

The foreshadowing and subplots planted earlier will be summarized here.