Chapter 732

"Are you our guide?" said the young man who was the first to wake up and stand, without adjusting his glasses.

"No." Tang Luo shook his head.

He was about to give everyone a detailed introduction to the God and Demon Game when someone suddenly cried out: "Why is this happening! I didn't see a dialogue box, and I didn't click 'Yes,' so how did I end up in this infinite space! This is unfair—it's forced recruitment!"

"Master God! I want to see the Master God! I'm living happily! Not the slightest bit empty, lonely, or cold!"

The crier was a man in his twenties, slightly plump, whose mournful voice made listeners feel sorrowful and onlookers tear up.

The people nearby immediately felt sympathetic—indeed, they hadn't even played computer games, and their phone screens had no dialogue boxes, so how did they get pulled in?

How were they forcibly taken?

Though their lives were rather hard.

"Buddy, forget it—you can't twist your arm against your thigh," someone consoled.

"How can this be justified? What if I die—what happens to my dozens of buildings? I haven't even collected this month's rent!"

"..."

"..."

The person nearby immediately stood up and said, "Goodbye!"

"Different paths, no joint plans!"

Before the Master God, all beings are equal—whether you have a house or not, one building or dozens, all are treated the same.

Thinking this, he suddenly felt much comforted in his heart.

"Cough."

Tang Luo coughed once and said, "This isn't the Master God or the Return Void Space you imagined—stop wailing. Listen to me, the poor monk, as I explain a bit."

The landlord immediately stopped wailing and looked at Tang Luo.

Though he looked like a child, at most a teenager.

Yet his entire bearing was extraordinary—uh, a kasaya? And with a head of white hair, he looked not to be trifled with.

Let's hear what he has to say first.

Tang Luo explained the basic situation of the God and Demon Game in full, and everyone suddenly realized—indeed, it's not the same at all.

No points, no plot side quests, no redemption exists.

Only rewards after completing tasks, ranging from skills to equipment.

After completing a task, you won't see a big light ball—you'll just return to the real world.

"Ha." The landlord laughed, fortunate enough that he could still go back to collect rent.

"So you're not a guide either?" said the man who first woke up.

"My Buddhist name is Xuanzang—I'm not a guide, just someone who took a mission and came here to help you all safely through this task as an experienced God and Demon Walker." Tang Luo said.

"Experienced—how experienced?" the landlord asked.

"I've been through more than twenty missions." Tang Luo used a way most people could understand to describe it.

The landlord's eyes lit up, and he immediately approached: "Master, if you can guarantee my safety, I'll give you a house as soon as I get back."

Particular people—immediately, it's a house.

Tang Luo smiled: "Please, benefactors, first tell me your basic situations, then tell me what your task is."

"Don't you know, Master?"

Led by the landlord, everyone naturally began calling him "Master."

Among the five, none had the suspicion of "Is this a cosplay newbie trying to fool us?" or "Is this a scam?"

They might have muttered inwardly, but showed nothing on their faces.

After walking two steps, then two more steps, everything would become clear.

There was no need to show off their uniqueness in this broken prison cell.

The five newcomers introduced themselves one by one—three men and two women.

The man who, despite his young age, owned dozens of buildings was called Bao Tian, whose daily hobby was staying out late.

Yes, that kind of staying out late—finding a pretty young woman to play games with.

As for whether the game was legitimate or not, that remained unknown.

He collected rent during the day and played games at night—very busy, resting only two or three days a month.

Because his father had said, "A person cannot be idle—idleness leads to ruin."

Thanks to running around collecting rent every day, Bao Tian was still only slightly plump.

Though his stamina wasn't great, many people nowadays are similarly unfit—so he's about "average."

The one Tang Luo deemed to have the best quality was called Lin Zixuan—a name that suited his age quite well.

Too bad, if you walked down a bit, found a classroom, and threw a brick, you'd likely hit five or six people named "Zixuan."

Lin Zixuan was a college student, didn't wear glasses, and preferred physical training.

The last man was called Dong Feipeng, who, after graduation, had spent years grinding through society, running business everywhere, and automatically adjusted his smile when seeing people.

The two women were Du Shuqin and Zhao QiuLu, both in their twenties, working as front desk staff and clerks at companies.

The five newcomers were all roughly the same age, differing by only a few years.

Their identities and occupations were ordinary—no assassins, soldiers, mercenaries, or other special professions appeared.

After finishing their basic introductions, Tang Luo asked: "What is your task?"

"Huh, Master, is your task different from ours?" Dong Feipeng asked.

"No, my task is simply to protect you." Tang Luo said.

"Escape the Daughter's Country." Lin Zixuan stated the mission.

Their first mission had very simple information—only the words "Escape the Daughter's Country."

"Oh, the Kingdom of Women?" Tang Luo mused.

"I think we're inside the Kingdom of Women right now." Lin Zixuan, having been designated by Tang Luo as having the best physical aptitude, felt a sudden urge to show off.

Actually, this aptitude merely referred to physical constitution; it had nothing to do with other aspects.

The only difference between Lin Zixuan and the other four newcomers was that he could run a kilometer with a good time.

"Isn't that stating the obvious?" Bao Tian the Landlord said, "If we weren't in the Kingdom of Women, would it be called escaping the Kingdom of Women?"

"Is this Kingdom of Women the one from Journey to the West?"

"Master, is your Dharma name Xuanzang?"

"Will we run into Sun Wukong?"

The several newcomers discussed it back and forth.

The empty cell environment wasn't enough to make them panic.

After chattering for a while, Dong Feipeng asked, "Master, then what should we do?"

Clinging to a veteran's thigh — a newcomer's bounden duty.

If it weren't for the fact that when they entered, a full-body search turned up none of the lighter and cigarettes he always carried, Dong Feipeng would have offered a smoke long ago.

Regardless of whether the other party smoked, this was always a gesture to bridge the gap.

"I didn't mention it just now, but this poor monk only has six chances to act." Tang Luo said, "Unless absolutely necessary, this poor monk will not act."

"Only six times?"

Everyone was shocked — where was the thick thigh they'd been promised?

It had suddenly shrunk!

Tang Luo nodded, and said no more.

"How large is the scope of this 'acting'?" Du Shuqin grasped the key point.

If the scope of action could be determined, they could wildly test the edges of the "action" and maximize the thigh's effectiveness.

"I don't know." Tang Luo shook his head, "But this poor monk can confirm: if this poor monk helps you escape this cell, it will certainly count as one action; saving your lives would also count as one action."

Tang Luo judged that since he would be leading the assistance, actively pushing these newcomers to complete the task, taking action would definitely count.

In a desperate situation, saving their lives would absolutely count as well.

The rest would likely depend on the circumstances.

Just like the restrictions on gods and demons walking in the real world, it was similarly very "intelligent," not rigid.

"Let's leave here first." Bao Tian said.

Leave the cell first, then talk.

Staying here, blind guessing would never reveal the Kingdom of Women's situation.

A few minutes later, the five people stared at each other with wide eyes.

How the hell were they supposed to escape a locked room?

The sea-bowl-thick wooden bars weren't something they could break; the only entrance and exit was the cell door, locked dead by chains and a padlock.

The lock was sturdy, couldn't be opened.

The iron chains had plenty of rust, but were also very sturdy.

Among those present, not a single person had lockpicking skills.

Step one of escaping the Kingdom of Women — encountered enormous difficulty.

Too hard; so the Gods and Demons Game was this difficult?

The several people were at their wits' end; a cell was just a cell, not a specially designed escape room.

Without some skill, modern people and ancient people were no different inside.

"Anyone there? Anyone there?"

Dong Feipeng aimed his head at the gap in the wooden bars and shouted loudly.

Since it's a cell, there should be jailers, right?

Technical means won't work; we can only rely on silver tongues and modern wisdom to crush them.

Kingdom of Women — men should be quite popular here.

No mirror; going by feel, Dong Feipeng tidied his hair a little.

His looks were still quite good.

To complete the mission, he could only sacrifice a bit.

Dong Feipeng's loud shouts echoed in the cell.

"There's no one here at all." Bao Tian peered through the gap, looking outside.

Outside the cell was a fairly clean corridor, about three meters wide.

He could see that the two or three cells opposite were all empty; only the six of them were here.

Over there Dong Feipeng was shouting when a figure suddenly appeared before his eyes, scaring him a jump.

On closer look, he discovered it was the white-haired young monk who had been in the cell just now, unknown when he had suddenly appeared outside.

"Amitabha, this poor monk has already performed an opening-of-light blessing for the several benefactors. When you encounter danger, the blessing will activate the moment you shout 'Master save me,' and this poor monk will arrive to rescue the several benefactors." Tang Luo said.

"Master, you're leaving?"

Dong Feipeng reacted quickly.

"Going out to take a look." Tang Luo said, "After all, it's the Kingdom of Women."

It sounded like a flower monk.

But honestly, everyone was curious about the Kingdom of Women, including the two girls.

"Master, can you not go? How about two apartments!" Bao Tian was very sincere; such sincere and direct communication between people was rare.

It's a pity Tang Luo has already passed the age of liking houses.

Moreover, he himself is a landlord.

One shop, one house, and a large steamship... alright, still lost to Bao Tian with his dozens of houses.

"Rest assured, all of you donors have already been consecrated by this poor monk." Tang Luo said.

Each of the several people had been consecrated by him once.

The simple act of consecration did not count as a move; if the consecration were triggered, it would most likely count.

In other words, for this mission, in most situations, Tang Luo must act low-key.

Exert supporting ability, must not usurp the host's role.

Or, as a last resort, complete the mission in two steps.

Step one, capture the five newcomers; step two, destroy the entire Women's Kingdom with one palm strike.

The mission should count as complete too.

With the Women's Kingdom gone, it definitely counts as escaping!

"Come to think of it, casting my support skills on them probably shouldn't count as a move, right?" Tang Luo thought as he walked, "If even these supports count as moves, that's too strict; might as well just let me be a spectator."

Casually drew an Invisibility Talisman and slapped it onto himself.

If acting low-key, might as well conceal myself first.