The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 52
Going down with the wind, in Mo Zhen's eyes, a number that can only be seen by himself appeared.
This number gradually decreases, and when it reaches 0, the end enchantment will take effect.

And in the direction of the Ganjianmian Bridge, a circular dark golden enchantment appeared. This enchantment vaguely looked like an extremely thick and powerful pillar, limiting an area with a radius of about two kilometers.

Looking at the enchantment in the distance, Mozhen, who was doing free fall, was burning with crazy joy in his eyes.

Falling from a high altitude, it is impossible for anyone to maintain a calm state of mind, even Mo Zhen.

It's just that others will be more panicked in the air, and he will be more excited in the air!

After a loud noise, Mo Zhen landed on all fours.

【Improvisation Survival Rhapsody】

After the cat-like reaction of survival instinct, this collision only caused a slight bone fracture to Mo Zhen.

With the excitement and strong heartbeat that hadn't dissipated in his body, [Ran Le] was launched crazily, and Mo Zhen turned into a gust of wind and rushed straight towards the direction of the barrier.

Although he has already played high, but the operation of jumping from the 22nd floor is an extremely rational behavior of the brain.

Without him, Mo Zhen needs the excitement of falling from a high altitude, saving time on the road.

The apartment he was in when he set off was far away from the enchantment. If [Ren Le] was not activated, he might not be able to arrive before the countdown ended.

Just when Mo Zhen was in high spirits and rushed to the barrier with all his strength, other players were making their own choices.

Some people did not hesitate and tried their best to rush to the barrier, some people leisurely walked in the street, some people hesitated, looking at the barrier and did not make a decision, Some people are still searching for materials in the world on their own, as if they don't know that the end is coming.

In the end, about half of the people went to the battlefield inside the barrier, while the remaining half chose places they thought were safe, hiding their bodies that were about to lose their thinking ability.

There are these guys in remote basements, safes in high-rise buildings, freezers in warehouses, and even coffins in cemeteries.

Laziness and aversion to weakness, the reasons are inconsistent.

No matter what, this final battlefield belongs to the other half.

When Mo Zhenfeng's figure rushed to the bridge, no, to be precise, it was in front of the bridge ruins, all powerful people from all walks of life had already gathered here.

All kinds of players came out from nowhere, Mo Zhen took a cursory look, and there were around twenty players present.

Half of them are players that he has never seen before. These players all exude an aura that strangers should not get close to, and most of them are game veterans who have made their own way.

Judging from the appearance that can be observed, there are a few citizens who are obviously not from the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom, but seem to be from other regions.

Of course, it does not rule out that a certain nobleman dyes his hair red or green, and then gives himself a black and green skin of other races.

Except for these people, the rest of the players are somewhat familiar, and they are the island emperor players headed by Yamamoto Kunitama.

After being repulsed once by the extermination center led by Brother Jing, they regrouped and reappeared on the final frontal battlefield unabashedly.

"Mr. Xu, this way!"

An extremely joyful cry interrupted Mo Zhen's observation that had just started.

Looking back, he saw Quicksand and a group of elites from the extermination center walking towards him with a mighty army.

"Hey, my friend, I feel more refreshed after not seeing you for a day, and I'm living a good life!"

Mo Zhen walked towards Quicksand with a smile. After being separated from him, this fellow performance artist obviously had an encounter.

Not only did he recover the large army during the war, but his whole mental outlook changed. From the original virtue of clocking in, commuting, eating and waiting to die, he turned into a spiritual guy with ideals, ambitions, and pursuits.

Seeing this change, Mo Zhen habitually pondered the cause and effect.

"Mr. Xu, have you completed your plan? I have tried my best to complete the work you told me!"

When a woman with a missing front tooth appeared in front of him, shaking the counter on her wrist, Mozhen felt that he had found the answer—the eyes of Quicksand instantly focused from him to other places.

Although there may be an element of life-saving grace in this, but Mozhen thought that he had saved this guy, and it was twice, and it seemed that some more direct emotion was at work.

MD, has the low-grade reproductive urge triumphed over the noble camaraderie among artists...  

Looking at the rich content in Liusha's eyes, Mo Zhen secretly smiled in his heart, but did not express it in words.

After all, not everyone has his mental state, which is beyond the instinct of reproduction. Of course, fortunately, it is not like this, otherwise the extinction of human beings is just around the corner.

While Mo Zhen maintains a spiritual realm beyond the level of species, he also fully understands the importance of reproduction for the continuation of the race.

He never expects others to have the same spiritual level as himself. After all, double standards are the characteristics of human beings, and so is Mo Zhen.

"Although there were some twists and turns, it generally went smoothly."

Feeling the other party's gaze focused on him, Mo Zhen pointed to the giant turtle-like moving object not far away.

"By the way, the battle is about to start, you should go to the doctor to improve your combat power first."

"Okay, see you later."

After finishing speaking, Wumeng finally took his eyes away from Mozhen, and walked towards the Mickey and Wonderful House wholeheartedly.

Turning around, Mo Zhen said nonchalantly to Quicksand whose eyes were erratic between the two of them.

"I happened to meet her, and by the way, I was introduced to the extermination center. I'm not familiar with her at all."

"Actually, before I..."

"Oh, did you know her before? That's really a coincidence. You don't need to introduce it to me. It's just a game anyway, so there's no need for a good relationship."

Mo Zhen is worthy of being a master of language art, he finished what Liusha most wanted to hear in a few words.

The young man who was late for puberty was obviously relieved, showing a smile running on the field of hope.

Oh man.

Mo Zhen smiled without saying a word, and focused on a certain dog.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Long? Why..."

A crooked dog curled up on the ground immediately stammered nervously.

"Don't, don't, don't... don't call me Brother Long, call me... Just call me Xuangou..."

What the hell?It has been reduced to the point of claiming to be a dazzle dog, this guy's [personality] seems to have fallen into another extreme...

Mo Zhen thought to himself, coughed and asked.

"Cough, Xuan...Xiao Xuan, how did you become so virtuous, why are you still stuttering?"

His humble and terrified eyes looked somewhere, and he spoke incoherently sad words.

"Girls, girls... Women! There are women! I, I, I... I'm so panicked..."

Just when Mozhen was about to speak to comfort him, a silver arm hooked up.

(End of this chapter)