Clown Virus
"You have expended a small amount of inspiration and energy to fire one Psychic Shell!"
"You have killed 3 Snow Woman... Sin Mark in effect..."
Historical Panel: Your energy has received a slight boost.
"Present World Panel: Your spleen's metabolic rate has received a slight boost."
"The Spirit Realm brothers never disappoint!"
I glanced at the Attributes Panel casually.
Roger became increasingly excited.
The rusty tracks began to rumble under the power of the Possession Ring and Psychic Art.
Boom! The tank, the size of a small hill, forcefully ran over the circus tent.
Countless items were crushed, producing a pleasant cracking sound.
They also knocked down two prop walls in the process.
He chased after the Snow Woman aggressively.
The Snow Woman women couldn't help but let out terrified screams.
Like a flock of lambs facing a hungry tiger.
They fled nimbly.
Roger, meanwhile, was happily adjusting his cannon barrel! Whoosh! The barrel rotated 90 degrees horizontally.
They were trying to find a suitable target to fire at.
But the Snow Woman women reacted faster than expected.
They looked very flustered.
However, they did not lose their fighting ability or desire to fight.
Roger was shocked to discover this.
Most of the Snow Woman had already scattered immediately and began to use the numerous buildings as cover to fight back! The Snow Woman were very fast.
Roger fired a few shots.
Quite a few spaces were empty! Seeing this scene...
The Snow Woman women regained their footing.
They tried to play guerrilla warfare with Roger.
What's even more interesting is...
Among them emerged a truly audacious individual—
The shorter Snow Woman was originally flitting about among the bunkers.
Suddenly.
She accelerated and flew close to the ground.
It actually managed to get stuck in the blind spot of the cannon barrel and pounce on the tank!
Clang! Clang!
That was the acrid sound of the Snow Woman frantically scratching at the metal sheet with her claws!
Under the relentless onslaught of this wicked woman, who was relentlessly scratching and clawing.
Roger felt an unbearable itch in his heart.
And with this pioneer...
Other bad women followed suit.
Although they could not directly enter the tank.
However, it can use its superior mobility to dodge the gun's attack range and then attack the vehicle's outer shell!
You have to understand that Roger is now a tank.
Attack the tank's outer shell.
It's an attack on Roger himself!
In a short time.
The once majestic Psychic Tank was now completely surrounded by this bunch of wicked women!
Roger felt as if many cats were crawling all over him!
It felt as if countless tiny hands were gently tickling me.
"These monsters..."
"They even have tactics!"
Faced with this scene.
Roger was greatly surprised.
It seems the Snow Woman is far stronger than the Demon Clown.
They actually had the power to resist in the face of a large tank.
These monsters are no ordinary creatures, even in the spirit world! Their combat power is at least 3 stars or higher.
And so many bad women united together.
I'm afraid even a 4-star psychic wouldn't be a match for them!
Replace it with someone else.
They'll most likely die here.
It's just a pity...
They met Roger! "He's really addicted to giving me gua sha?"
The strange feeling of those who are trying to resist.
Roger calmly adjusted the tank in his possessed state.
The next second.
A halo of light began to emanate from the Psychic Tank.
The moonlight shone brightly on the tank.
It only revealed an endless aura of slaughter!...
"Psychic Tank: You've consumed a lot of Inspiration, activating ' Infinite Firepower ' mode!"
"Infinite Firepower: You can fire from any surface of a tank."
"Today, we'll show these wicked women what a real ' Cheating Tank ' is!"
"Pah!"
"It's Psychic Tank!"
Lost in thought.
The long gun barrel on the outside of the tank suddenly softened and rapidly retracted into the vehicle!
Immediately afterwards.
The thick weapon protruded slightly from another angle of the car body and unexpectedly pressed against the body of a Snow Woman.
Before the Snow Woman could react...
The brutal artillery fire had already deafened the heavens! Bang! After the loud explosion...
The three Snow Woman nearby were completely destroyed! "Ah...!"
A Snow Woman nearby exclaimed in surprise.
Her long, bloodstained fingernails were still digging into the tank's outer casing.
The thick cannon barrel had once again abruptly protruded from the surface of the wagon—
Because she lunged so fast, the cannon barrel pierced straight through her chest cavity, then opened fire on several Snow Woman behind her! Bang bang bang! Several more Snow Woman died tragically!
Boom! Under the Infinite Firepower Mode.
The Psychic Tank was instantly given a new lease on life.
Roger's peek-a-boo cannon fired wildly! The tank drove forward haphazardly.
The long cannon barrel extended and retracted.
Nobody knows where it will pop out from next second and fire a shot at the Snow Woman! At this point...
These monsters only then realized the terror of the Psychic Tank! This was a terrifying existence far beyond their comprehension! Perhaps only a true "Named One" would have the chance to suppress a monster of this level—however, the only Named One among the Snow Woman had already died under the Blasphemy Moon.
The remaining Snow Woman put up a fight for a while.
Eventually, it began to show signs of collapse!
A moment later.
There was no one around the tank.
No one dared to harass Roger.
But did Roger only want to avoid being harassed? He wanted a complete role reversal! And so...
Under the trembling gazes of the clown and the Snow Woman woman hidden in the shadows.
The Psychic Tank rampaged wildly through the Amusement Park!
The retractable cannon barrel has become a symbol of death.
In front of that dark, gaping cannon muzzle.
In the Amusement Park, the rides and monsters are left with only two fates—
Either get a shot.
Or it might simply be crushed into dust.
In a short time.
The crying stopped in the Amusement Park.
All that remained was the endless roar of artillery fire!
Rumble! On a pile of ruins.
The Psychic Tank forcefully crashed into the theater in the center of the Amusement Park, flattening it.
Incidentally, it also crushed several Demon Clown hiding under theater chairs.
The rolling tracks gradually began to slow down.
Roger stood in the center of the theater and looked around.
He has dismantled almost everything that can be dismantled in the Amusement Park.
All that's left are the outermost railings and the barrier.
As for the clues required for the First Stage.
He had already gathered them all in the midst of his frenzied slaughter.
When there are enough clues.
The coordinates of the Teleportation Gate can be obtained without deciphering it.
For Roger...
The First Stage is over.
But he was still not satisfied.
The reason he caused such a commotion at the Amusement Park was...
It's not simply about satisfying the needs of "role reversal" and "attribute boosting".
The deeper intention is to test the "rules or bottom line of the game".
Roger knew it very well.
Regardless of who is behind this so-called game, the probability that the other party is malicious is not 99%, but 100%!
in this case.
If you still foolishly approach things with a "level-up" mentality.
That would be truly courting death! Only within the bounds of the rules should we do things that exceed the expectations of the "game setters."
Only in this way can we gain the initiative to the greatest extent possible.
Actually, at this point...
Roger has already obtained a lot of additional information.
For example, the Demon Clown and the Snow Woman.
He is now absolutely certain.
They are not incomprehensible creatures, but simply a group of laborers summoned from the spirit world! And in this game...
The intelligence these monsters displayed was severely inconsistent with their motivations.
Roger strongly suspected they had been coerced!
At this point...
He wasn't in a hurry to go out anymore.
He wanted to see how the games would proceed after he had demolished the Amusement Park.
As a suspected rule-breaker, will I be punished? And most importantly—
"If the Demon Clown and the Snow Woman want to come here from the spirit world, there must be a door."
Where is that door now?
Thinking this way.
Roger accelerated without hesitation.
Rumble! Tanks rolled over countless ruins.
A cloud of dust rose up.
That moment.
Even the thick fog seemed to tremble slightly.
At the same time that the Psychic Tank were wreaking havoc on the Amusement Park.
This caused an uproar outside the guardrail.
"Is this... a hidden level?"
Why are there tanks in Amusement Park?
"Wow! What a precise shot!"
"Hooray! I won again!"
Although the psychics were suppressing their voices.
But every word reached Motuo's ears.
The old butler's expression was very complicated.
His cane was trembling slightly.
He seemed to be pondering a very serious question.
certainly.
The psychics who were 'peeping' weren't all unanimously praising and cheering for Roger's performance.
Some people had been observing Motuo's expression and, in an attempt to curry favor with him, deliberately said, "He's just a madman..."
"I don't know where they got this strange object from, but they're acting so ostentatiously."
"Ha... he actually drove this way, does he really think he can get past the guardrail...?"
Boom! A cannon shot rang out.
A huge hole appeared in the guardrail.
The psychic who was just speaking was now reduced to his lower body.
Medog's face darkened.
He immediately shouted, "Everyone, step back one hundred paces!"
Everyone was terrified by Roger's shot and frantically retreated, almost falling into Resting Lake! "Isn't that breaking the rules?"
Watching the tank fire its shot and then drive away.
Someone said indignantly.
Medog looked very unwell.
But he calmly replied, "No."
"Is it that no rules were broken, or are there no rules to begin with?"
The purple-clad man with the deep voice spoke softly.
Medog remained silent.
The man in purple asked again:
"Didn't you say there was more than one Demon Gate?"
Motuo glared at him fiercely. "Are you here to sabotage me?"
The man in purple shook his head innocently.
The next moment.
He cleared his throat and pointed to the road sign, saying, "What I mean is..."
"It seems he's about to find the third Demon Gate..."
Motuo's expression changed! He quickly turned his gaze to the road sign.
But all that could be seen was a thick fog.
The Psychic Tank that had just sped away was indeed approaching the third "Demon Gate"! Motuo decisively slammed his cane down.
Some sweat beaded on his forehead.
fortunately.
Before the tank discovered the door.
He successfully closed the Demon Gate, preventing a third kind of demon from emerging from the spirit world.
Medog knew this very well.
Based on Roger's current performance.
The First Stage was a piece of cake for him.
Using summoned spirit monsters on someone like this is such a waste! "Luckily, I stopped it in time."
Motuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After doing all this.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
There are only 3 minutes left.
The Teleportation Gate to leave the Amusement Park is about to appear.
This unpredictable game is finally coming to an end...
I think... right?
Medog himself wasn't entirely sure either.
Three minutes later, the Teleportation Gate appeared.
The answer has been revealed.
Outside the guardrail.
Everyone watched helplessly as the tank continued to swagger around the Amusement Park —the other party had clearly obtained all the clues and the coordinates of the Teleportation Gate, but he seemed to have no intention of leaving! He was still fooling around!
Yes.
All the buildings on the ground have been demolished.
But Roger seems to be intentionally expanding underground; you can see the cannons of the Psychic Tank already being inserted into basements!
This time.
Motuo's expression completely changed! He kept waving his cane to adjust the position of the Teleportation Gate.
Swish! Swish! Swish! The location of the Teleportation Gate kept refreshing.
The most recent one.
It appeared less than 10 meters to the left of the Psychic Tank.
But the other party didn't even glance at the Teleportation Gate! Motuo was completely dumbfounded.
He had never seen such a shameless person! He gritted his teeth.
They didn't care about the rules of the game anymore.
So they simply placed the Teleportation Gate on the path that the tanks would inevitably take.
"This time."
"He has no reason to pretend he didn't see it, right?"
"The game is over!"
Medog thought to himself.
To prevent accidents.
He even went so far as to use extra power to activate the Amusement Park's public address system: "The first round of the game is over."
"You are the winner. Please leave through the Teleportation Gate to avoid affecting the game progress of the next group of psychics."
The voice was incredibly loud.
The sound echoed repeatedly in the Amusement Park.
Roger had obviously heard it.
But he answered very naturally:
"I see."
"I'm trying very hard to find the location of the Teleportation Gate!"
"You can see I'm trying to find it, right?"
As he spoke.
The Psychic Tank made a stylish move.
He actually bypassed the portal that Teleportation Gate on his face!
That moment.
The mind of the people of Medog is blank.
He had absolutely no idea what Roger was trying to do.
But he was the host of the game.
He realized he was being led by the nose! "Calm down!"
"Stay calm."
"Let's see what he's up to..."
But after several tens of seconds.
Motuo regretted the thought—but then he saw that in a corner of the Amusement Park, the Psychic Tank seemed to have discovered something and suddenly began to accelerate! Its speed was ridiculously fast, giving Motuo no time to react at all.
Boom! A loud explosion followed.
The Psychic Tank crashed head-on into a non-existent wall! Behind the wall...
A series of astonished exclamations rang out! That was the first "Demon Gate" that had opened since the start of the game.
That is, the passage through which the Demon Clown arrives at the Amusement Park from the spirit world!
What is he going to do?
At the critical moment.
Motuo can't afford to worry about anything else.
He almost smashed his cane to pieces before finally managing to spawn the Teleportation Gate directly under the tank!
In a short while.
A dazzling light erupted from the Teleportation Gate.
However, at the same time...
The Psychic Tank's thick cannon barrel was already deeply embedded in the "Demon Gate".
Before being teleported away.
Roger unleashed three consecutive shots with all his might.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The deafening cannon fire sounded like the roar of thunder.
Its sound resounded throughout the heavens.
"Your firepower has hit the ' Clown Home ' in the spirit world."
"You have killed 216 Demon Clown, bringing your total number of Demon Clown killed to 717."
"Historical Panel: Your health has slightly improved (your health has reached 5 stars) (no further improvement possible)"
"Health: ★★★★★" (Your physique has reached the limit of human strength. It is an impeccable and Perfect Body, and a wonderfully desirable appearance.)
Note 1: Be wary of any entity that intends to sexually assault you. They may simply want to enjoy physical pleasure, but they could also be seeking to satisfy a need for food or descent. Note 2: You can break the limits of a single attribute by performing a 'named ritual'.
"Does Named One can break through the limits of humanity?"
See here.
Roger was slightly surprised.
According to his conversion.
Five-star health is roughly equivalent to 20 points of "strength + constitution".
If the Named One can break the limitations of the extraordinary.
So, can the Ancient One also break the limitations of ascension? If so...
That might be a way for Roger to break through his power bottleneck!
How many power points does he have now?
However, it was stuck at 25 points because it hadn't been upgraded.
Although the power of the upgrade is already more than enough.
But for a player who enjoys grinding, this is still not enough.
If we think about it further...
"If I become Ancient One, or even one of the Five Plank Road Masters, in the Historical World, would I be directly promoted upon returning to the Real World?"
Once the idea popped into my head, it became unstoppable.
It seems a bit unbelievable.
But at least it's theoretically possible!
Thinking about this...
Roger's mind began to race.
And after those three fierce shots destroyed the "Clown Residence".
Present World Panel have also seen new improvements.
On the data panel.
"Your Gastrointestinal Digestion Ability has increased to 700 points (no further improvement possible). Your milestone of 'Steel Gut Iron Stomach' has been broken."
"You have completed the 26th Sin Mark, and you have gained a new feat - Second Form (Demon Clown)."
"Second Form (Demon Clown) (Bloodline Feat): When you activate this Second Form, you will gain a brand new panel - Demon Clown Demon Clown, which includes, but is not limited to, the following abilities:...
Power of Fear: You can gain XP by intimidating others.
Invisibility: The Demon Clown can enter invisibility at any time.
Chainsaw Specialization: The Demon Clown's specialty weapon is the chainsaw, and he always carries more than three chainsaws with him.
Intimidation: The Demon Clown's Intimidation skill must be at least 599 points.
Dream Entry: The Demon Clown can quickly enter and exit other people's dreams at night in his true form. He can also deceive, edit, and interfere with other people's dreams to a certain extent (if the target is not dreaming, he cannot enter or exit).
Clone: Demon Clown can create 3 clones that are exactly the same as the original in both strength and appearance, lasting for 60 seconds; the Demon Clown's clones can self-destruct.
The self-destruction will create a ' Horror Domain '.
Targets within the Horror Domain will be subjected to 60 fear assessments over 15 seconds.
Night of Terror: Creates a highly effective barrier of darkness that lasts for 12 hours, during which your scare tactics are doubled; additionally.
Each successful scare
Your other Second Form ' cooldown time is reduced by 1 hour.
Clown Virus: When you laugh loudly in a crowd, people nearby will be infected by the Clown Virus and start laughing along with you.
The harder you try to smile.
People infected with the virus tend to laugh more exaggeratedly.
As long as you laugh hard enough.
They will laugh until they experience stomach pain, seizures, fainting, or even death.
Usage restrictions: Once per month, each session lasting one week.
"There's a new Second Form..."
Roger took a look.
Compared to other Second Form.
"Demon Clown" was a bit of a letdown.
Within this series of capabilities.
Only "Entering the Dream" and "Night of Terror" stand out.
The former is a method that Roger does not yet possess.
It seems quite interesting.
Moreover, dreams often conceal a person's secrets.
This could develop into a regular method for Roger to gather intelligence.
At worst.
This also demonstrates a strong ability to escape.
Using dreams as a springboard.
The Demon Clown can easily evade the pursuit of powerful individuals.
After all, it's the main body that's inside!...
The significance of the latter lies in...
It can reduce the cooldown of other Second Form...
With a limited number of refreshed balls.
This ability is still somewhat useful.
As for the final Clown Virus...
Roger didn't understand it at all.
These days.
Do we even have to put in effort to fake a smile? Surely we can't actually laugh someone to death with our smiles, can we?
This is unreasonable.
So he didn't pay much attention to it.
And aside from the generous and humorous Demon Clown.
Roger also reaped considerable benefits from the bad women.
Regarding the Historical Panel.
His energy level has increased to Four Stars.
For most psychics.
This is an enviable number—meaning Roger only needs to sleep 4 hours a day, and can use the rest of his time for work or spiritual practice.
As for the Present World Panel...
His spleen's metabolic rate also reached 400 points.
Although I don't know exactly what this thing is used for.
But as long as it's a positive attribute.
Maximizing everything you can is never a bad thing—this has almost become Roger's instinct.
"What a pity."
"We just couldn't find the Snow Woman's door..."
When this thought flashed through Roger's mind.
He had already appeared outside the Amusement Park.
Boom! The Teleportation Gate landed.
A powerful tank landed heavily on the ground.
The land along the lake was even partially submerged.
Although the tank did not exhibit any aggressive behavior.
But the atmosphere outside the railing instantly became heavy.
The psychics had already pushed them away from a distance.
Only the butler remained.
Medog instinctively gripped his cane tighter, his voice suddenly rising several octaves. "Mr. Roger!"
"You have successfully completed the level!"
"This tank..."
"I really like this tank, can I take it with me?"
Such a sound came from inside the tank.
Medog nodded stiffly and said:
"The winner deserves a reward."
"Then so be it..."
"You've now entered the next round. Well, the next round of the game is in three days, no, four days..."
"Due to some unforeseen circumstances..."
"We need a day to repair the Amusement Park."
Upon hearing this...
The tank suddenly twitched on the spot.
Everyone's eyelids twitched violently.
The cannon barrel slowly swept half a circle.
Roger's voice seemed to come from inside a cannon:
Is it because of me?
"I'm so sorry, I was terrified, so I reacted a bit. To be honest, I'm still very nervous..."
Will I be punished for this?
When he said these words.
The cannon barrel was vaguely aimed at Motuo.
The temperature of the surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing point.
"That's none of your business, sir."
"This is our dereliction of duty."
"You won't be punished for this, I promise!"
Medog said as calmly as possible.
"Oh."
Roger then asked:
"So what reward do I get? I mean, besides this tank that I stole with my own skills?"
Medog fell silent.
After a while.
He then said with difficulty:
"For everyone who has come here, qualifying for the second round is the greatest reward, isn't it?"
After saying that...
He himself felt very guilty.
In front of that swaying cannon barrel.
All rhetoric is just empty talk.
He gripped the cane tightly.
They were afraid that Roger might suddenly have a relapse and give them a good beating.
Fortunately, Roger remained rational.
After probing out the information you wanted.
He did not make things difficult for Motuo anymore.
He politely said goodbye to the butler.
Then they drove off in their tank.
Rumble! From the Amusement Park to the Lakeside Village.
Countless buildings and trees along the way were ruthlessly bulldozed.
A series of flickering gazes.
One malicious act after another, some more intense than others.
Finally, it disappeared into the mist as the tank's silhouette vanished.
"Hint: You have completed ' Horror Amusement Park ', and the curse on the back of your hand has disappeared..."
"The clue (The Curse of the Ancient Castle) has been completed, and you have obtained a new clue (The Horror Amusement Park)."
A new clue (Horror Amusement Park) has been added. The current investigation progress is 67%. Would you like to provide additional information?
"Additional information available at this time: "
1. Hidden (Clown Residence /Distressed)
2. Hidden (Snow Woman Camp /Undiscovered)...
3. Mystery (Named One Isaka's identity/incompleteness)
In the makeshift hut.
Roger, now back in human form, opened the clue panel.
While running amok in the Amusement Park.
He also didn't forget to collect various clues.
The investigation into the new leads is progressing quite well.
Roger also obtained three pieces of secret information through his own efforts.
It's a pity.
He couldn't find the second hidden piece of information—the "Snow Woman Camp".
The other two pieces of hidden information are also incomplete.
In that case...
Even if one manages to use heightened intuition for reasoning and investigation.
Ultimately, you won't get much useful information.
Roger is now increasingly suspicious of Lakeside Village and the Amusement Park.
The Butler Motto, was clearly just a puppet.
They were pointing their tank cannons at him.
He didn't even dare to overturn the table with himself.
This shows that he has no power here at all! As a disciple of Vilan.
He was completely ineffective on Vilan's turf.
This doesn't make sense!...
While pondering.
Roger suddenly noticed a figure hurrying past the house.
"Is it Blue Will?"
Roger watched the other person's retreating figure.
After a moment's thought.
I resolutely chose to follow behind.