New game rules.

"Ding Dong! New rules added to Black Tower version 2.0 -"

"First, the Reality Replica opens and players can participate in the Black Tower Game on Earth."

"Secondly, the Rally Copy opens. Once a week, a Rally Copy opens, and players can enter the copy in the Black Tower of the region."

"Third, each player must attack the tower once every three months, or be forced to enter."

"Dingdong! January 1, 2018, the new version is online. More rules, stay tuned."

While the clear and loud children's voices stop, the cheerful "Merry Christmas" song continues to jingle in the air over Shanghai.

In the darkness of the night, the dark tower hovered in the city's air like a heavy weight. Tang Mo watched from afar, his fingers tightening. He thought for a moment, did not choose to rush at night, but went back to his room, found a pen and paper from the drawer, and wrote down the rules of the black tower that he knew so far.

The first is the three iron laws enacted by the Black Tower on the first day of the game.

All explanations belong to the Black Tower.

The game is played from 6:00 - 18:00 daily.

All players are asked to work on attacking the tower.

The first and the third can be ignored, the game time of the second should be the standard time of each region. The Black Tower divides the more than 200 countries on earth into several regions, the more powerful countries (such as China, the United States), directly set up as a region, the establishment of the Chinese region, the United States region. There are also many regions composed of multiple countries, such as the European region.

The first player in each region to trigger the Tower Attack game pulls players from the entire region into the game, and the Black Tower globally communicates his name. Then the first player in each region to pass the Black Tower game has his name communicated by the Black Tower as well.

Tang Mo lists all the names of all the districts he has ever heard of on a piece of paper.

On the white paper, black Chinese characters are divided into two lines. In the first line, a country is represented as a zone, and in the second line, many countries are represented as a zone. The former is represented by the Chinese zone, the latter by the European zone and the East Asian zone.

Tang Mo's fingers are tapping on the China and East Asia zones.

"Huaxia belongs to East Asia, but the Huaxia zone is separated from the East Asia zone. What is the criterion for dividing each zone? "Under the dim lamp, Tang Mo looked at the names of the zones with calm eyes, he pondered for a moment, and then began to write other rules.

The game time from 6:00 to 18:00 refers to the local time. For example, Huaxia uses Beijing time as the standard time for the whole country, so all players in the whole Huaxia region can only trigger copies during this time. The exception is the Christmas welfare copy, which is more like an extra copy.

Tang Mo was suddenly startled: "Is it possible that the U.S. isn't experiencing a copy of Christmas benefits right now?"

Tang Mo looks up at the clock on the wall, the minute hand has just crossed "12" and is pointing at "1". The second hand is ticking away, it is now 0:05 on December 25th, Beijing time, but for the United States on the other side of the world, it is only 11:05 on December 24th.

The Huaxia District officially entered the Christmas welfare copy at 6:00 PM sharp, so has the American District also already experienced the Christmas copy in, or is it seven hours later that they will experience this copy?

Tang Mo drew two circles with a black marker on the Chinese and American zones.

Inside the quiet room, Tang Mo lowers her head and quietly writes and draws on a piece of paper, pausing from time to time to think. Five hours later, the sky dawned and a faint blue-white glow appeared on the horizon. Tang Mo packed up his things and left with his bag on his back. Before he left, he crumpled the piece of paper on which he had written into a ball, threw it into the garbage can, lit it with a lighter, and burned it to ashes.

Making sure that the paper was all but ash, Tang Mo left with his bag on his back and quickly sneaked into the shopping mall where the Atak organization was located in the still not fully sprinkled light of day.

When he arrived at the underground parking lot, he didn't see a single figure. He first made a trip to Lofthouse's office, and there was no one there. He pondered for a moment and walked to the Atark infirmary on the second basement level. As expected, the room was lit up, and faint sounds of talking came from inside.

Tang Mo pushed open the door and the people in the room immediately looked at him warily. Upon realizing it was him, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the bright light, Tang Qiao and Liz were holding gauze and iodine to help Luo Fengcheng clean his wounds. There were a total of three beds in this temporary infirmary, and at this moment, each bed had someone lying on it, and there were also five people sitting on the chairs on the side. The little fatty sitting on the innermost side saw Tang Mo and rushed over, "Brother Tang, are you alright?"

Zhao Ziang carefully looked Tang Mo up and down, and didn't find any wounds on him. The little fat man was relieved, "You're not hurt?"

Tang Mo nodded, "Uh-huh." His eyes swept over the members of the Atak in the room.

One of the three members lying on the bed had worked with Tang Mo in a sneak attack on the smugglers' organization. They were lying quietly on the bed with some bandages wrapped around their bodies. Luo Fengcheng sits on a chair while Liz dips a cotton ball in iodine and vigorously digs the sand and gravel out of his wound before tying the bandage.

After doing so, Luo Fengcheng stood up and walked over to Tang Mo, "It's good to be fine. Did you get a reward?"

"You didn't get it?" Hadn't everyone standing here successfully cleared the Christmas copy and gotten the reward?

Luo Fengcheng didn't reply, and Little Fatty had already said sadly, "Many of us didn't get it. Brother Tang, after the Black Tower released the side quest, we rushed to find that Christmas tree branch. But there are a lot of people in this mall of ours, and there weren't enough branches nearby, and of the eighteen people in the Atark organization, only nine grabbed the branch. Mr. Lowe had it, and Jacks and I didn't."

Little Fatty was still a student and didn't like to call Luo Fengcheng Dr., and had always called him Teacher, just like Chen Shanshan.

Tang Mo immediately remembered a problem as he looked at Luo Fengcheng, "There are more than nine people injured in this room."

Liz and Tang Qiao were also more or less bruised; they had not been injured before Tang Mo left in the afternoon.

Luo Fengcheng: "Let's talk while we walk."

Tang Mo nodded gently.

"A total of nine people in Atark got Christmas tree branches, I coincidentally got one, Tang Qiao, Zhao Ziang and they did not. After I got the branch, I was immediately teleported into a copy, the copy boss is an undead. The content of the copy is not difficult, there are just some traps, these are not important, I will not go into detail with you for the time being. Apart from the ones like me and you who completed the side quests to enter the duplicate," from Tang Mo's reaction just now, Luo Feng Cheng easily guessed that he also got the Christmas tree branch, "Tang Qiao the kind of player who didn't manage to enter the duplicate successfully was directly forced to be pulled into the duplicate after the 30 minute time limit arrived. "

Tang Mo : "So it is."

"Right. I asked all the members of Atark while I was treating my wounds, and we have hard and easy copies, but the general feeling is the same. It should belong to the same type of copy. Players from all of China Region were teleported into the Christmas Benefit copy, it was just that the players who entered the copy by relying on the Christmas Tree Branch received a reward from Santa Claus at the end of the game, which was the little star that enhanced their physique. Players who didn't have Christmas twigs just participated in the game and didn't get any rewards."

Tang Mo didn't realize that this copy would be mandatory for everyone, even if they completed the game, perhaps there wouldn't be a reward. But he was more concerned about one question, "Did you just say that there are hard and easy copies?"

The two of them walked to Luo Fengcheng's office, Luo Fengcheng took a worn and yellowed book out of the drawer and opened it to the newest page. Tang Mo saw that on this page there were many, many words written with a water brush, the words were a bit winding and seemed to have been written in a hurry.

Luo Fengcheng handed the book over, "This is the general content of each member's copy of the game that I recorded when I just questioned them."

Tang Mo looks down.

"Zhao Ziang and Jacks coincidentally got into the same copy. Their copy was the hardest of all the copies I know of. Jacks said that there were a total of five people in that copy, and besides him and Little Fatty, there was also a very powerful alien." Luo Feng Cheng said, "Besides them, the copy Tang Qiao entered was also a bit difficult. But it was far easier than Jacks, Little Fatty's."

Tang Mo went through all twelve copies, he closed the book and looked up, "All of them are much easier than mine."

Luo Fengcheng nodded and said, "Sure enough, this copy is adjusted to change in difficulty based on the player's strength." After a pause, he asked, "How difficult is your copy?"

"There were eight players in total, one player died instantly in the copy, and three others were forced to enter the tower attack game. Only four people, including me, came out without incident." Looking at Luo Feng Cheng's thoughtful gaze, Tang Mo took the initiative and said, "According to this speculation, the rewards for the Christmas replica are the same, and the players who fail the game will be forced to enter the Tower Attacking Game, which has to do with the difficulty of the game and the level of the player. Then the copy I participated in wasn't just so difficult because of me, there was another player in that copy who was at a high level."

Luo Feng Cheng came to be interested, "It was because of you and him that that copy of yours eliminated four people?"

Tang Mo does not want to reveal anything about Fu Wenduo. His relationship with Fu Wenduo was very delicate, the two didn't know each other, but both possessed Huo Ji Eggs, so they were sort of grasshoppers tied to a rope, temporary companions. Fu Wenduo's hate value was amongst all the players in the entire Huaxia region, if he dared to say second, no one would dare to say first. There was no need to tell Luo Feng Cheng about this matter.

Tang Mo was about to think of a reason to put it off, when suddenly, his face stiffened and he slowly looked up at Luo Fengcheng, "...... Wait, where's Chen Shanshan?"

There are twelve copies in that book, thirteen member names. There's no Chen Shanshan in it.

Luo Fengcheng's face slowly sank as he did not speak.

A sad voice came from the direction of the gate, "Brother Tang, Shanshan She didn t come out! All the players who passed the game have come out, you say, is she ...... is something wrong?"

Tang Mo's heart thumped. Unable to say what he felt, he looked at Little Fatty whose eyes were red before turning his head to look at Luo Feng Cheng.

Luo Fengcheng nodded, "There are a total of five members of Atark who have not left from the Christmas replica at the moment. Among them are Chen Shanshan and Qiao Feifei."