Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1220 The Psychology Society’s Crazy Plan

"Freud, the leader of the Psychological Society, came to kill the target personally, but was intercepted by Player, the founder of the Free Alliance. Currently, the two are fighting at the entrance to the target's residential complex. The intensity of the battle is too high to intervene at the moment."

This was an urgent report sent by the editor Cress. After writing it, Cress couldn't help laughing while drinking hot milk.

Because this news seems too absurd, like some kind of indescribable black humor.

It's like being a kindergarten teacher and telling your child that he or she is crying today because Taylor jumped out of the TV and snatched his or her lollipop.

But it really happened.

But what Cress didn't expect was...

The recipient's employer did not raise any doubts after seeing the message.

"Wow—what an exciting showdown between the fourth and fifth placers. Too bad I can't see it this time."

"Fluoxetine" turned the phone in his hand, with his legs draped over the iron platform, swaying gently.

She was wearing a light blue long dress with patterns of various fish and marine life printed on the hem. The brushstrokes used to depict those marine creatures were delicate and gorgeous, like the style of medieval oil paintings.

At the same time, the hairpin on her head and the necklace hanging on her chest are also decorated with elements of crabs, shells and sharks.

The moist river breeze blew past her back, and it seemed to contain the fascinating noise from the other side of the city.

At this time, Fluoxetine was sitting on the top of the cable tower of the cross-river bridge in Jiangcheng City.

The neon signs of the tall buildings on both sides were cast on the undulating river surface, coating the girl's beautiful, well-proportioned, slender legs with a layer of colorful light.

And Fluoxetine was sitting here not to enjoy the night view of Jiangcheng.

After all, how could the night view of Jiangcheng be as interesting as the fight between one’s own boss and the boss of the “Free Alliance”?

At this moment, fluoxetine is waiting for the "opportunity".

According to the information, if you walk south along this bridge and go straight for one block, you will arrive at the university town area where several universities are gathered.

One of the schools was called Jiangcheng Media University. A few months ago, Fluoxetine had personally killed a player with S+ level potential there.

And also in the underground cave near the school...

The server where the "forum" is hidden.

This is the goal of Fluoxetine's trip.

In other words, this is the most important goal of the entire Psychological Society at present.

"Order" destroyed their base and destroyed the "Psychological Society's" most core "tool", Bandura's "Psychic Recorder", making it difficult for them to assess their potential.

So, naturally, Floyd decided to retaliate.

The reason for choosing the "forum" server is naturally because the existence of the "forum" does make many members of the "Psychological Society" feel inappropriate.

A place where guides can be written and friendly exchanges can take place will undoubtedly make it much easier for ordinary players to survive. This will likely deprive high-potential players hidden among them of opportunities for rapid growth and the high-pressure environment they could have enjoyed.

Even though there may be certain benefits, such as preventing many players from dying suddenly in the early stages due to lack of information, the members of the "Psychological Society" generally believe that the existence of the "forum" definitely does more harm than good.

The proposal to launch an attack on the forum server naturally received unanimous approval from the organization's internal "Professional Committee", "Council" and "Executive Department".

Of course, part of the reason is that since the [Mind Recorder] was destroyed, most of the executive commissioners and professional committee members had nothing to do.

There are no new objects to evaluate and no new objects to be sent into the game. Now everyone can only dig out some high-potential objects from the past and make some plans, or increase the evaluation progress of high-potential objects that have already entered the game.

But time waits for no one. When they stop evaluating and creating new players, the "death game" is still running.

Therefore, the Psychological Society must do something!

At this time, the news that Mr. President and "Floyd" had obtained the news that the "hacker" had left Jiangcheng became particularly important.

"Beep!"

Atop the bridge, a message popped up on Fluoxetine’s phone.

A message from Rosenthal of the Professional Committee.

"Plan begins."

Looking at the prompt message, Fluoxetine laughed.

"Oh my...it's finally starting. But then again, if the president and the 'players' start fighting, can we really make it in time?"

"Never mind—I'll just do my job."

"And if everything goes well... maybe we won't even need a president."

"In that case, maybe the president can go and support Potassium Chloride... I have a feeling that this guy's mission won't go very smoothly."

Fluoxetine stood up and shook the hem of her skirt on the top of the tower to shake off the rust and dust, then pulled out a small, clean and bright blue umbrella from her arms.

"Snapped!"

As the umbrella opened, explosions occurred simultaneously in four directions within Jiangcheng, centered on the bridge.

The city suddenly became noisy - because the locations of the explosions were the logistics department of "Order", the database of "Order", the activity center of "Jiang'an Hall", and the temporary base of "Night Watch".

At present, the defense force of "Order" in Jiangcheng is somewhat empty. The newly appointed captain "Liang Ye" has just taken the first team away by plane to support South China, and the inspector of the Central China region "Nicholas" is still in the Ten Realms.

And there is reliable information that the "hacker" that Jiangcheng feared the most is not here.

Now, the most reliable force in Jiangcheng is Jiang'an Hall!

But a local organization, even with a "tycoon" in charge, would naturally be stretched to its limits when faced with such an attack.

Furthermore, the arrangements of the Psychology Society are more than just this...

In the sky, an invisible barrier that ordinary people could not see enveloped Jiangcheng, cutting off all organizations' requests for help.

Even social

Fluoxetine twisted his right hand, turning the blue lace umbrella in his hand, and took a step forward.

The beautiful umbrella spun and floated lightly with fluoxetine towards the river below, like scattered dandelion seeds.

And when the fluoxetine fell onto the surface of the river, she lightly tapped the water with her toes.

Then...

Fluoxetine stood on the water as if it were standing on flat ground.

She held the umbrella with one hand, and with the other hand, she spread out her thumb and index finger, slowly moving her fingertips above the water, as if measuring the distance.

"Here, here, here—ah, I found it!"

Fluoxetine said this while pointing his finger somewhere on the river surface.

She bent her thumb and made a "click" sound with her mouth, as if imitating the loading of a gun.

Then...

"Biu!"

The surface of the river seemed to be hit by some invisible force, and a small "hole" appeared!

The hole then grew larger and larger, turning into a slanting passage leading to the bottom of the river.

Just like the divided ocean in mythology.

After doing all this, Fluoxetine blew on the tip of his index finger, then hummed a light tune and came to the fingertip.

"Let's go!"

As she spoke, she jumped into the passage and slid happily to the bottom of the water like she was sliding down a water slide in an amusement park.

The end of this "channel slide" is not the ordinary underwater structure of mud, sand and stones.

Fluoxetine was aiming at a metal door.

A door leading to the physical part of the "Forum" server.