PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Open and Hang Chicken System

In a secret room, a group of people wearing strange collars and white overalls are sitting on a workbench, and the workbench is like a screen, projecting a line chart in a very technological way.

And the logo on this line chart is the development progress of Ruihui Company.

I saw that this line chart was almost a power function, rising at an incredible speed, and these mysterious people remained silent.

"We can't let it go on like this anymore." Soon, a person broke the silence and spoke with a thick Tokyo accent, and this person didn't have anything on his neck.

"I think so too, Joe, we must take some measures to limit its development, and then jump out to help him and let him know our strength, so that he can join us." Another man in white said.

"That's right, but what I'm worried about is that if he knows that we did it, it will breed something called hatred, which is not what we need." The man in white called Joe shook his head, looking Looking at this line chart, he fell into deep thought.

"Don't worry, Joe, leave it to me. He will never find out, otherwise it would be a big loss to lose him for a day. If we get his artificial intelligence, our artificial intelligence is likely to take shape directly." This person Said eagerly, as if waiting for this person to decide.

The man frowned tightly, lowered his head and held his head in thought for a while, then slowly raised his head and looked at the man in white.

"Are you sure you can do well?"

Facing Joe's questioning, the man patted his chest, and then said, "My handling ability is the strongest among these nine models, you should be clear about it?"

"Okay, if something goes wrong, your genes will have to be modified. I hope you can imagine the pain you endured at that time." Qiao held his head and said with a smile, suddenly looking like a demon.

"Also, I said I can't mention that model. I'm a little worried about your way of doing things. Can you really handle it well?" Joe cast a playful look.

"Don't worry about that." The man in white looked at Joe with some fear, but he still replied very quickly. He looked carefully near his collarbone, where the words K-1 were engraved.

"Okay, then he will be handed over to you. If you can successfully capture it back, you should be able to be free for a long time." Joe raised his legs and silently turned off the desktop monitor, and then the chair seemed to be turned on. It was like a switch, and then slowly lifted, there was a gap above the office, and when the chair went up, the gap closed.

The rest of the men in white stood up from their seats and walked in different directions, a total of eight people.

The eight people entered different doors. These doors were of different colors. All of them were fully automated closed iron doors. The strange thing was that one door had a different color from the others, and this door had eight other doors. The color of this door seems to be related to the other eight doors, and inside this door, it seems that no one came out to hold this meeting.