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Chapter 3 Masks and Flying Swords

When Xu Ming heard what the old man Zhang Mu said, his eyes widened.

What kind of burning blood, what kind of mayhem incident.Why are these words so mediocre.These words that only appear in fantasy novels, why are they placed on me.Looking through the glass cover, the costumes of the people in front of me seem to be quite different from those of the secondary patients in my impression, but what is going on.Although he had known the meaning of the Era of Era from the survivors before, it was the first time he had heard of the term burning blood.

Just when Xu Ming's mind was in a mess, the young man in a neat suit stepped forward and knocked on the hard glass cover, and then said impatiently.

"Old Zhang, you can't hurry up. The higher-ups don't know what they think, but they choose him as the first target."

Dr. Zhang Mu, who was called Lao Zhang, didn't seem to care at all when he heard the young man's words.

In the era when flat smartphones were prevalent, this stubborn old pedant still insisted on the maxim that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and insisted on doing so-called research with a pen in his hand.Of course, in order to dispel the doubts in Xu Ming's heart, Dr. Zhang Mu still spoke in his somewhat substandard Mandarin, taking his time.

"Six months ago, the so-called scorpion event broke out. I don't need to say much about the power of the white line running from north to south. In the few months after the appearance of the white line, Everything on the ground began to collapse for no reason. The original world order was broken, and those who survived by chance have turned to live underground one after another."

Xu Ming, who was trapped in the glass cover, seemed to be unable to stand the doctor's slow temper, so he interrupted.

"Then what is the world like now?"

Dr. Zhang Mu, who was suddenly interrupted by Xu Ming, had a look of displeasure on his face, but he didn't wait for him to answer Xu Ming's question.The young man in a suit beside him spoke first.

"Death, absolute death."

"Those who failed to retreat underground lost all signs of life in the end, and everything on the ground is a dead end that we cannot enter."

As the young man in the suit spoke, his eyes were full of indelible fear.Seeing this, Xu Ming was completely heartbroken. He thought that everything before was just a so-called exercise, and he would be able to return to normal life in a short time.

But listening to the two people in front of him, it seemed that everything that happened during the days when he was unconscious was true.

Looking at the doubts in Xu Ming's eyes, the middle-aged man with hideous scars on both sides of his eyes patted his hands lightly.Then a three-dimensional screen appeared in front of Xu Ming. Everything displayed on the screen was undoubtedly a paradise in Xu Ming's view.

Lush vegetation, clear water, beautiful mountains and rivers.It seems that I have seen a more beautiful scenery than this for a long time, but just when Xu Ming was infatuated with the beautiful scenery, a black spot approaching from far and near from the horizon caught his attention.

It seems to be a flying sword from far to near, and the flying sword goes straight to the screen and waits for it to approach.But the picture suddenly shattered with a bang, and then it went black and nothing could be seen.

Then the screen changed, and a figure quietly pulled out the flying sword that had been inserted into the ground.

Afterwards, he handed out a palm to restore the darkness to the screen again, but it was just at the moment when the screen was lost.

Xu Ming still saw the owner of the flying sword, who seemed to be a thin young man wearing a strange mask.But the boy's attire is undoubtedly even more weird to Xu Mingkai, this is like the reappearance of the protagonists in those novels about cultivating immortals.

As an otaku who fainted before the world collapsed, and fainted for several months.He has neither experienced the panic of people when the world collapses, nor the inexplicable panic of entering the dungeon for the first time.

He didn't even know how he got here, everything was because of that white horse training that put him in a coma that lasted for several months.

How can a normal person gradually wake up after being in a coma for several months and find that everything around him has changed, and someone came to tell you that the world has collapsed, and heard such absurd words as that you are the one we are looking for. Can easily believe.

Especially the masked boy with a sword in the previous screen, isn't this the plot of the Xianxia drama that was popular all over the country back then.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but recall that he was nestled in the dormitory, and was dragged by his roommates to watch a comedy movie called "The Truman Show".There seems to be no difference between my current situation and Truman in the movie.

Naturally, Xu Ming wouldn't remember what he did when he lost consciousness just now. As for the voice that kept appearing in his head in the past few days, now in his opinion, it was just a prank by the program crew.

Facing Xu Ming's disdain in the glass cover, the young man in the suit was really furious.If it wasn't for the glass cover to stop him, he would have beaten Xu Ming's skin blue and swollen.

Xu Ming also saw the furious expression of the young man in the suit, and immediately said something he had said to himself before.

"I advise you to save it, this glass cover is as hard as heretical metal."

Seeing Xu Ming's indifferent look, everyone lost their minds for a while.For this silly boy who had been in a coma for several months and happened to miss everything perfectly.It seemed really early to tell him this all of a sudden.

Although they are all very angry in their hearts, what can they do with this goal that is valued by the high-level.

Afterwards, everyone left one after another, and the young man in a suit fisted Xu Ming provocatively.

Afterwards, Xu Ming was picked up by two men in black and thrown into a slightly larger square shelter. After throwing a few moldy doughs in, the door was also slammed shut.

Even though Xu Ming shouted loudly in it, no one seemed to pay any attention to him.

He casually picked up a moldy piece of dough and gnawed on it, constantly recalling everything that happened before in his mind.

From seeing the white horse, to waking up from a coma.I heard from the underground survivors that it had been several months, but Xu Ming, who had never been out of the underground labyrinth, didn't know the truth of the words.If it was all the things that he had woken up before, he still believed it six to seven percent.

But when he saw the masked flying sword boy on the screen, he concluded in his heart that all this must be a game.

I was so alive that I became the protagonist of this reality show, which is the goal one they said.

Thinking back to the plot in the movie, in Xu Ming's heart who knew everything, he must do something, otherwise he would be on TV for nothing.

When he thought of this, he subconsciously took another bite of the moldy dough in his hand.

(End of this chapter)