Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

"And above the Nerve Sword Technique, there is the Mad Dog Sword Technique."

Ryan glanced at Helen, sighed, and said with a hint of regret, "That's a legendary realm that mortal swordsmen can't reach. You don't need to feel inferior. Take it one step at a time, first strive to become a madman, and then go after Mad Dog."

This is getting increasingly outrageous.

Helen's face grew increasingly dark; this was a classic case of someone lacking Lu Ming's swordsmanship mindset. She didn't want to discuss swordsmanship with someone like Ryan.

Although she said that, she turned her head and saw the dragon-gold longsword beside her, and recalled the various feelings she had just experienced.

She felt a mix of exhilaration at cleaving the lightless in two, and guilt at having failed Lu Mingjian. These complex emotions intertwined, and the past events made her both ashamed and angry, her earlobes turning slightly red.

I can't talk to Ryan about this anymore, or my own thinking will be corrupted.

It almost shook my faith in Lu Ming's swordsmanship!

"The people without light have entered the city." She changed the subject, bringing up something else. "What do you plan to do?"

Although they were killed, the Dark Ones would always be resurrected, and if they could enter once, they could enter a second time.

“Perhaps you should strengthen the defenses of the city gates,” Helen said with a hint of sarcasm. “Otherwise, you won’t live more than a few days.”

“That makes sense,” Ryan asked. “Would you be willing to guard the bridge?”

"I think I'll go practice the Neurotic Sword Technique instead."

Helen remained silent for a long while before softly declining, "...My parents are still alive."

"That's a pity, that's the constraint that prevents you from reaching the level of a mad dog." Ryan pointed out the crux of the problem, and smiled dismissively, "Mortal."

Although it's said to be hell, in the original timeline, Ryan only became Lu Ming's strongest after his entire family was wiped out.

The logic is correct.

"If you don't want to guard the bridge, then you can guard the Shadow Tower."

Ryan picked up the last blessing, crushed it, and felt a warmth seep into his body. His body, exhausted from blacksmithing, was now brimming with vitality.

The only slight drawback is that Ryan can only collect half of it; the other half requires players to run around the map to collect.

Of course, if he dies on the way, all of this will go into Ryan's pocket.

For example, when you come to the Shadow Tower to collect blessings.

I died again by accident.

“I’m not afraid of the lightless entering the city, I’m afraid they won’t enter the city.”

Ryan grinned with satisfaction; the closer the players died, the less he had to walk.

Time is also a cost. We need to grasp the key points of Blessing pickup, optimize the pickup route, reform the slaughter process of the Dark Ones, implement the basic idea of ​​fast killing and fast picking, and strive to eliminate all Eden players within this month.

Ideally, players would simply quit the game.

If not, one can still receive a lot of blessings, which is not bad either.

Thinking of this, Ryan's smile became even more genuine.

When Helen saw Ryan's smile, she knew that her guess was correct again; he never had good intentions when he smiled like that.

As expected... he intended to use the filthy, lightless ones to insult Lu Ming's swordsmanship.

"Ryan Lumin".

Helen gritted her teeth, her blush lingering, but her tone remained firm and unyielding:

"I will not be changed by you."

Three hours later.

Helen decided to try the neurosword.

The Lightless came to the Shadow Tower three times in those three hours.

They were truly wicked, their movements furtive and clandestine, walking stealthily as if they were there to steal something. But the Shadow Tower was empty, filled with ruins and broken walls; there was nothing to steal.

In an instant, Helen guessed the truth.

—They must be here to steal the "Lu Ming Sword Technique"!

This matter is unremarkable. According to unofficial historical records, a thousand years ago, the Silver Demoness stole the first half of the "Lu Ming Sword Technique". She spent her days studying the sword moves and finally comprehended the Silver Eclipse. For the past thousand years, she has been eroding the Lightless Territory in order to steal the second half.

There is a theoretical basis for this statement.

The Lu Ming sword technique is known as the Sword of Light, and 'Lu Ming' also means 'light'.

The reason why Wuguangling is called Wuguangling is because Lu Ming's sword technique was stolen, which is why it is now without light.

Thinking of the Silver Witch's cunning and wickedness, Ms. Helen became even more melancholy.

"The despicable Lightless Ones."

To prove that the Nerve Sword was not powerful at all, Helen swung her sword in the direction of the nerve.

Helen comforted herself in her heart:

This is not surrender, but rather an attempt to conceal the true Lu Ming Sword Technique and prevent the despicable Dark Ones from stealing it.

The reason he drew his sword in this way was not because he was swayed by Ryan's words.

Anyone can act crazy. Anyone can suture.

She was a kendo genius to begin with, and with Ryan setting an example for her, she was already in a precarious position.

She also has the added advantage of numerical values.

Hold the sword for ten seconds, fifteen seconds? Twenty seconds or more!

In addition to the super-long sword-raising time of over twenty seconds, there are also instantaneous slashes that are completely unexpected and have no direction. She has studied the Lu Ming Sword Technique, which emphasizes speed, for many years. Even without using the Lu Ming Sword Technique, her ordinary slashes are so fast that they are invisible to the naked eye.

For the sake of Lu Ming's sword technique, seal away your brain.

Helen stopped thinking about where her next sword strike would land, stopped thinking about the connection between sword moves, and simply struck without any method, returning to simplicity, pouring all her shame and anger at Ryan into her swordplay.

Once you remove your brain and give up thinking, the pleasure suddenly soars to several levels, whether it's practicing swordsmanship, reading books, or anything else.

After Ryan's guidance, Helen seemed to rediscover the joy of practicing swordsmanship for the first time.

That was the feeling of seeing Lu Ming's sword technique for the first time. She was only six years old at the time. The beauty, nobility and holiness of Lu Ming's sword technique deeply moved her heart. From that moment on, she vowed to become a chaste holy swordswoman.

By the time Helen came to her senses and regained her composure, three hours had passed since noon. Sunlight streamed vertically into the Shadow Tower, and at noon, there wasn't a single shadow inside.

Helen was bathed in the midday sun, surrounded by the blood of the Lightless, which had congealed into layers. The female swordswoman stepped into the sticky blood pits, subconsciously touching her itchy cheeks and wiping the blood off her face.

She noticed that a faint smile still lingered at the corners of her mouth.

That smile was pure, similar to Ryan's.

—Smiles without a xylophone.

Chapter 50 Three hundred and sixty miles!

"Still trying to cut me?"

The legendary investigator was numb.

He saw Makka Pakka being caught by Melancholy, first pierced through the chest with a sword, then beheaded with a delayed blade, followed by another delayed blade, until his brain was finely chopped into minced meat, and Melancholy still didn't stop.

It's all my uncle's fault for being so impulsive and provoking this crazy woman.

They had given up on defeating this madwoman and were only thinking about picking up the blessing and running away as soon as possible. However, Sister Melancholy's target range was ridiculously large. As soon as they stepped into the Shadow Tower and pushed open the door, Sister Melancholy performed a thunderous leap and then smeared a flying grass stalk in everyone's faces.

"This game is trash, and the enemy targeting is trash!"

After restarting several times, Uncle was furious. "When Ryan was a kid, he kissed his first love, but because of this ridiculous enemy-targeting mechanism, he ended up kissing the dog next to him instead!"

"It was clearly stuck to my mouth," Yuzu retorted.

"Don't waste Lord Makka Pakka's sacrifice!" the legendary investigator roared. "Now's the time to steal the blessing!"

"Steal it and run away immediately, don't look back."

Makka Pakka was tasked with drawing away the enemy, while the remaining troops split into three groups, each rushing toward their respective blessings.

It's finally done.

The legendary investigator couldn't help but shed tears. His fingertips touched the blessing, and the radiance merged into his body. Then he turned and ran.

Helen rose from the pool of blood. She glanced at the Lightless Ones but did not give chase. Instead, she lowered her slender body, her long legs taut, her posture like that of a hunting leopard. She sheathed her dragon-gold sword and took a deep breath.

A chilling yet abundant magical power flowed into the scabbard, the dragon-gold runes hissed, compressing the magical power to its limit, before suddenly drawing the sword from its sheath.

This is not a combat technique; it is simply the release of magic.

That's the charm of numerical monsters.

The sword wind, imbued with magic, transformed into an invisible semi-circular sword aura, slicing everything in its path into fragments—withered leaves, ruins, sunlight, and the heads of the lightless. As the sword aura swept past, the fragments shot into the sky in an instant.

After the sword strike, the streamers' screens went black.

"666, even the no-pre-cast AoE is here."

"I'm speechless."

"Hey streamer, I've been watching for three hours, if you don't understand, just ask: is there only one monster in this game?"

The entire live stream audience burst into laughter.

Once they entered Chuguang City, they realized that this game was no longer pretending at all. The labels of "relaxed daily life, romance simulation, classic action" were all nonsense. They had seen scam games before, but they had never heard of one that was scammed to this extent.

They instantly understood the conspiracy—

The difficulty level for babies at the beginning is definitely designed to delay the refund process.

Once the two-hour refund period is over and you enter Chuguang City, Gou's planner will be ready to showcase his shady art.

"...Died again?"

The legendary investigator opened his eyes blankly, only to be greeted by the breathtaking scenery of Sunset Forest once again. However, he had seen this scenery too many times, and he was a little tired of it.

The players were furious when they were first arrested by the Melancholy Sister.

The players were dismissive when the second time the melancholy sister arrested him.

The players were relieved when he was arrested for the third time.

He couldn't help but ponder the significance of repeatedly eating stones.

This long and heartwarming journey has become more familiar than the way home.

After clearing out the monsters in Sunset Forest, I crossed the invisible bridge and walked through the rocket rain. I took a detour through the gate that I couldn't open from this side, crawled through the dog hole to enter the City of Light and then the Shadow Tower. I spent half an hour running around the map, just to be cleaved into three pieces in a second by the Melancholy Sister?

Is it absolutely necessary to leave this Shadow Tower?

It really is.

The reason they persisted was simply greed; they couldn't bear to lose sunk costs in order to reclaim the blessings that had fallen into the Shadow Tower.

Logically, by the time you die a second time, your blessings should have been depleted, and without the burden, you shouldn't need to run through the map anymore.

But the reality is not so.

Because they were clearing monsters while running around the map.

Although the beasts in Sunset Forest are not very strong, they are numerous and extremely fast, making it impossible to explore the map without killing them.

The journey from Sunset Forest to Light City itself accumulates many blessings.

And these new blessings will fall off while picking up the old blessings.

To retrieve the new blessing, you need to run the map again.

During the process of running around the map, new blessings will accumulate, and then they will be dropped and picked up again, which is simply a vicious cycle!

Over time, more and more blessings fall into the Shadow Tower. The more blessings they lose, the more reluctant they become to part with them, and the more reluctant they are to part with them, the more blessings they lose.

Having been dead for a full six hours, the blessings that fell from the Shadow Tower reached a considerable level.

The legendary investigator's eyes were bloodshot. From Sunset Forest to the Invisible Bridge to the Shadow Tower, these three routes were seamlessly connected, forming a perfect blessing harvesting machine. First, blessings were accumulated in Sunset Forest, then the player's will was worn down by the Invisible Bridge, and finally, the player was harvested with a single sword strike at the Shadow Tower.

The three sections are interconnected, each step perfectly executed.

Who designed this road?

The legendary investigator really wanted to check Ryan's IP address; his father's actions more than a decade ago were truly extraordinary, earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.

"Still...want to play?"