NCCnovel #584 - Bloody Mahjong
#584 - Bloody Mahjong
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[Special mission has been triggered: Resolve the riot on the "Silver Moon"]
[Reward: Legendary Feature*1]
[Time limit: one hour]
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The "Tag System" that hasn't had any impact for a while has now sent out new special tasks?
You know, throughout the entire [Toy War], the system didn't show any reaction.
At that time, Gao Yi thought that because the previous task regarding [Dealer] had not been resolved, no new special tasks would be issued.
But now it seems that the adventure in the "Sword 8" copy is not thrilling enough...
If this conjecture is correct, it means.........tonight's adventure will be thrilling?
You know, this is another "legendary feature".
The last time there was a similar reward was in [Seven Days to Return of the Soul], which solved the resurrection plan that Dong Facai had been planning for a long time.
It is impossible to expect the particular task at hand to become any easier.
But what exactly does "resolving the unrest on the Silver Moon" mean?
Yes, there is indeed some confusion now. With the brief shock after the appearance of item No. 20, the already anxious guests fell into frenzy again.
Among them, some who were not players but were physically and mentally weak had increasingly severe headaches and began to hold their heads and wail softly.
But even so, they insisted on standing up to the sound of the orchestra's dance music and walking to the center of the ballroom.
The red-eyed guests were determined to take part in the final competition no matter how uncomfortable they were physically.
This is indeed a kind of "riot", but is it really necessary to have a "tag system" to publish a task?
Gao Yi certainly would not harbor the fluke mentality and think that this special mission only required him to be a peacemaker and stand up to persuade everyone to make money through harmony.
If nothing unexpected happens, something will happen next.
[Dealer] and "Investigation Bureau", "Alphabet", "Jiujiang Rock Music Society", "Wings Parliament"...
The bombs buried in the "Ripple Masquerade" are all waiting for the time to explode.
No matter what form the "riot" will eventually take, there is no doubt that it will eventually come to this point.
"Don't write it. We won't go up to dance."
"That's not necessary." Gao Yi didn't say anything else, but just shook his head slightly, "Pay attention, the 20th round of bidding will not proceed normally... No matter what happens, promise me that you will protect yourself first."
At the end, Gao Yi looked Zheng Qiqing in the eyes seriously and gave his request.
The pink-haired girl didn't ask any more questions, but just raised her head:
"Don't worry, I have many ways to save my life, so you should just focus on yourself."
Just like when we first met, Zheng Qiqing still looked confident.
At this stage, there is no time to confirm anything and I can only choose to trust my teammates.
As the waiters left, the host on the stage clapped loudly three times, announcing that the auction of the "Monster Matrix", or the copy source of the [Silent Land], had officially begun.
At the conductor's signal, a familiar "Bolero" began to sound in the dance hall.
Following the rhythm set by the snare drum, the plucking of the viola and cello also appropriately follows, and the flute plays softly in the bass area, forming a coordination with the clarinet.
Everything was so perfect, except...the guests dancing to the music in the ballroom.
Several ladies, with a wild glow flowing under their black lace masks, shook their heads in an awkward dance, letting the gold powder at the corners of their eyes fall into the hollows of their collarbones, along with blood-stained tears.
The man in the tuxedo held the crystal glass in one hand, shouting and spinning impromptu. The metal mesh mask refracted starlight like broken diamonds in the amber beam of light. His tongue turned red and the sweat on the ends of his hair began to evaporate, forming a white mist on his head.
Madness has become the main theme.
The twentieth round of the entire "Ripple Masquerade" competition still attracted almost every guest despite the host's several warnings.
Looking into the ballroom, apart from Gao Yi and Zheng Qiqing, and Ma Jianai who only sent two guards forward, there was only "C", the drunk "zhihuzheya", and a few calmer guests who did not go dancing.
All the remaining people have joined the carnival in the ballroom.
Obviously, the Bolero was far from reaching its climax, but everyone was dancing crazily, swinging their limbs and relaxing their muscles, as if they were searching for their most primitive nature.
Compared to before, this group of people is less aggressive and irritable, but more happy.
But in this carnival-like atmosphere, it is not difficult to see that the pain that is almost about to explode in the head is continuing.
Not only Zheng Qiqing who was beside him could feel it slightly, but the guests in the ballroom's roars and howls of joy, as well as their constant banging of their heads, all exposed the fact that they were still in pain.
This situation is even worse than before...
Even the most obtuse person could tell that something was wrong.
The "C" had silently retreated a long way, and Magana asked the guards to surround him more tightly.
Among the crazy guests, several players who had been acting and trying to blend in without being noticed by others also backed out and chose to leave the center of the storm.
Something is going to happen...
Gao Yi could see that those who were still in the dance hall were no longer fighting for the so-called "Monster Matrix". They were struggling in pain and enjoying it at the same time.
No one cares about the "copy source", no one cares about this disgusting world.
In these final hours, in these final agony, dance is everything.
When the oboe played a different tune and the music came to the next chapter, the people dancing in the ballroom changed again.
Gao Yi, who had an extraordinary ability of observation, suddenly discovered that four or five of the guests who had been dancing happily just now suddenly stopped.
Sharp howls that were not audible to humans began to come out of their mouths.
Then, the limbs of those people began to twist, their arms bent up and down unnaturally, and their necks bent and turned strangely, like the stereotypical "people possessed by evil spirits".
What happened next was much more terrifying than the so-called "being possessed by evil spirits".
A few seconds later, with a loud bang that perfectly matched the snare drum beat, a noble lady wearing a cardinal mask suddenly covered her temples. At the same time, her skull made a crisp sound like ivory cracking, and the skin on her neck was pushed up by something inexplicable, as if something was about to break out of the shell.
The next moment, her head exploded, like a balloon filled with water being punctured by a silver needle, or like a baby bird breaking free from the egg.
But what was breaking free from the skull and scalp was no fledgling.
After the explosion, a mahjong tile the size of a football and made of jade texture stretched out from the place where the brain should have been placed.
Yes, it's mahjong tiles.
Scarlet blood splattered everywhere, staining the surroundings red, but the guests who were in the midst of the revelry didn't care at all.
One, one, and another.
One, one, and another.
With the melodious tune of "Bolero" and the non-stop drum beats, the scene in the dance hall formed a strange harmony.
Different mahjong tiles stood up in the crowd.
"Five tubes", "Four tubes", "Six strips", "Forty thousand"......
Amidst blood, dance and madness, a bloody mahjong deck gradually began to take shape.
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