Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

No, since this has defied common sense, let's not question it, but fight with all our might to survive!

"Young Miss, run!"

He suddenly looked at Cheng Cheng, then realized what was happening: "No, protect yourself, I'll go stop it!"

A roller coaster will appear on the third level every half hour, taking adventurers to the second or fourth level; the previous one had just been destroyed by the Elbow Strike Demon.

At this moment, the two of them had nowhere to escape!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The bodyguard let out a roar, using a secret technique to burn his life force. His entire body shone with golden light, and his holy domain turned from pale gold to crimson red. His aura surged wildly!

"Holy crap, are these special effects supposed to be a Super Saiyan transforming into a Super Saiyan God?"

Cheng Cheng was stunned. Just as the bodyguard was about to unleash his power, the crash demon moved!

The speed was far beyond the bodyguards' expectations.

Almost instantly, it appeared in front of the bodyguard, its propellers transforming into twin swords that slashed down like a chainsaw!

"clang--!!!"

The bodyguard raised his sword to meet the attack head-on, and the loud clang of metal clashing made Cheng Cheng's eardrums ache.

"Fire at the stake!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Cheng Cheng used the fire punishment on the demon. Three or four black fireballs flew towards the demon, and the violent explosion engulfed the demon!

However, the thick smoke and dust that had just risen was blown away by the helicopter's rotor blades, and apart from some blackening on the surface of the metal fuselage, the helicopter was completely unharmed!

The next moment, the bodyguard leaped into the air and rushed into the smoke, transforming into a streak of crimson-gold light. His sword technique, "Flowing Light Sword Dance," was unleashed at full power, instantly leaving dozens of deep slash marks on the demon's mechanical body!

"Tsk, troublesome."

The crashed demon retreated rapidly, hovering about ten meters away from the bodyguard. Then, its propellers pointed directly at the bodyguard, and it raised its head contemptuously, suddenly uttering:

"All birds have vanished from the mountains—"

The bodyguard, unaware of the reason, was about to rush forward to continue the struggle, but the next second, he stopped in horror: "What?!"

The moment the crashing demon uttered its last word, the bodyguard's floating body froze, instantly losing its ability to fly, and plummeted straight into the endless abyss!

This is the core authority of the Crash Demon, which forbids all flight and hovering within its domain. Even Icarus, who chases the sun, will have his wings broken and fall to his death in the endless abyss!

"Miss, run!"

Cheng Cheng watched as the bodyguard's figure grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely, gritting his teeth.

Even though I know this is a game, and even though I know I can rewind, watching someone who was just fighting alongside me, risking their life to protect me, die so easily and so tragically still leaves me feeling uneasy.

The extent was roughly the same as when I saw Teppei die in front of the Traveler because he used the Evil Eye.

The crashed demon turned towards Cheng Cheng, its mechanical one-eyed red light locking on:

"Man, who performed the Church's Kingdom Blessing ritual on you? Forget it, prepare to die."

Cheng Cheng snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, and suddenly grinned: "No, the one who's going to die is you."

"Oh?"

The crash demon slowly typed a question mark. In that instant, the machine's operation suddenly stalled, and even its thinking became sluggish!

Puppet Flame!

The moment the battle began, he had secretly used the Puppet Fire on the demon and manipulated the demon's spiritual threads, and now it was finally taking effect!

Thirty-five seconds, in another thirty-five seconds the demon will become his puppet!

"The authority of a puppet?" The crashed demon was slightly taken aback, and his thinking became even more sluggish as a result. "Unfortunately, he chose the wrong opponent."

"Thousands of mountains, no birds in flight!"

The plane crash demon has imposed a no-fly zone on itself!

Losing its ability to fly, its figure plummeted rapidly, leaving the puppet's control range in just three seconds. Then it took flight again, provocatively hovering in front of Cheng Cheng!

Cheng Cheng: "..."

Almost instinctively, he stepped back, his petite figure tumbling between the rails, trying to create distance between himself and the demon, waiting for the fire's cooldown to end so he could continue using the burning and puppet techniques. But then he heard the demon's cold declaration whispered in his ear—

"Hmph, trying to escape? Heavenly Feather Dragon-Slaying Dance!"

With a flash of propeller blades, the demon transformed into an orange tornado, instantly sweeping past the girl's petite body!

Cheng Cheng felt a chill on his neck, and his vision began to spin—

He saw Sylvia's headless body still standing in the same spot, the sword of benevolence in her hand clattering to the ground. Then, the body slowly tilted forward and fell off the tracks.

Darkness swallowed everything.

…………

nothingness.

dark.

There was no sound, no feeling, only consciousness floating in absolute emptiness.

After an unknown amount of time, familiar white characters appeared before my eyes:

"GAME OVER"

"Fourth Ending: Demon Slaughter"

"Why did you encounter a boss that usually appears on floors 10-15 on the third floor? Shouldn't you reflect on whether it's your own problem?"

Cheng Cheng: "..."

Reflecting on my problems?

The level designers of your game should also take a look at their own problems, okay? And why is Lao Feng from this group flying around in the sky randomly? He should also take a look at his own problems, okay?

Just kidding! Actually, the planner Lao Feng couldn't fly for long before his plane crashed!

Where do you find games where the first two levels are easy, but the third level is straight to the big boss?

Fuck you!

This difficulty curve, comparable to the parabolic arc of the game's design team, is simply impossible for a novice character like Sylvia to overcome!

Are you trying to trick me into spending money on in-game purchases? Are you trying to trick me into pulling cards?

Then please open the recharge portal for me!

Cheng Cheng was so angry that he wanted to go back to Teyvat.

Yes, it's time to go back. Thinking about it carefully, I've been playing for five or six hours. I should listen to Nasida's mother and let my real body go to the toilet and relax.

Click "Restart," and the darkness begins to spin and fade.

…………

"Mr. Mambo! I understand now! That's great! I'm starting to understand everything!"

"I'm not relinquishing my noble status, Mambo! I'm going to transcend nobility! Hmm, it'll start with joining the Cult of the Primordial God!"

As my vision returned, Sylvia's voice flooded my mind.

He looked around and realized he was still standing on the first level of the underground city. In the distance were tents where vagrants had gathered, and his bodyguard stood three meters away, looking at him with a complicated and worried expression.

Everything returned to the time before the formal exploration, but the experience points and combat power accumulated in the previous save file were inherited exactly as they were.

This change caused Sylvia to exclaim in her mind, "Huh, why do I feel like I've suddenly become so much stronger?"

"Because I sensed your decision," Cheng Cheng said in a low voice, "so I rewarded you with a few levels."

Huh? Is that so?

“Yes,” Cheng Cheng said, his voice calm and firm. “Since you’ve made your decision, we’ll go to 13 Mink Street tomorrow.”

Sylvia's voice paused in his mind, seemingly surprised by his quick agreement: "...Eh?"

“This concludes our exploration of the dungeon,” Cheng Cheng continued, turning to his bodyguard. “Let’s go back.”

The bodyguard was also visibly stunned: "Young Miss, didn't you just say you wanted to fight, to become stronger..."

“The plan has changed.” Cheng Cheng interrupted him, his eyes deep, as if he had really experienced some painful lesson. “My father taught me that when facing an enemy that cannot be defeated, you must learn to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, accumulate strength, and wait for the right opportunity.”

The bodyguard stared at him blankly, suddenly noticing that the young lady's eyes were different—less of the previous eager excitement, and more of a calm and tired look.

He took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "Yes, Miss. You are right."

The two headed towards the dungeon exit. Cheng Cheng was about to log out of the game when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, are there guns in this world? Why don't we bring guns to fight in the dungeon?"

Although it looks like a Western fantasy world, it has modern technological products such as electric lights, luxury cars, communication devices, skyscrapers, and airplanes. No matter how you look at it, there should be guns, but instead everyone is holding a big sword and fighting, which has a kind of beauty of swords and magic.

If only I had a gun.

As a gaming expert, Cheng Cheng has played many FPS games and learned a lot from them.

For example, he learned how to recognize a mother from "Valorant," and how to use a newly acquainted mother from "Delta Force." Every time his mother made him drink her homemade Chinese medicine, Cheng Cheng would go and use Uluru to block the bridge, trying to get the first move in.

Oh, and of course he also learned to shoot.

If you have enough firearms, you can participate in the battle against the crashed demons, in addition to throwing fireballs. The incendiary sparks can be attached to swords, and naturally they can be attached to bullets. When the time comes, every bullet with a fiery effect will be fired into the crashed demons' bodies, and you can shoot down the planes. How can you not win?

"A gun?" Sylvia asked, a question mark popping into her head. "Do you mean a spear? I've never learned spear fighting."

The bodyguard looked over curiously: "I remember we have some training rifles at home. Do we need to buy some better ones?"

“No,” Cheng Cheng shook his head, “I meant muskets, you know, those long-barreled weapons that use gunpowder explosions to propel projectiles and kill enemies at long range… Don’t you have any?”

How can it be?

The vast majority of inventions were originally intended for use in warfare. In the history of the earth, the Song Dynasty already had basic firearms. After gunpowder was introduced to Europe, it further evolved. Various cannons and firearms drove changes in the world and were one of the signs of civilization entering a new stage.

In a world where airplanes and cars exist, how could guns not have been invented?

We can't just stop researching other ranged weapons because magic is so useful, can we?

But "The Primordial God" is also a fantasy world, and it also has firearms!

However, the Terra continent in "Tomorrow's Weekly" is quite similar to this place, even though its technology is not low and it doesn't have guns—therefore, "Tomorrow's Weekly" is not as good as "Gen Shen".

"Never heard of it." The bodyguard shook his head. "But Miss, your idea is indeed very interesting. It seems that equipping the military with such equipment would greatly enhance our military strength. Could you elaborate?"