Being a bug in a survival game

Su Tingyu was stunned for a moment, wondering why Gu Qi seemed to be explaining the aftermath of his funeral after saying so much.

"Gu Jiu, what are you talking about?"

Gu Qi looked calm and said, "Just in case."

"We don't know what the final battle will be like, but it won't be that simple."

"...Su Tingyu, if something unexpected happens, you must stay until the end and achieve the final victory."

Gu Qi was still a little uncomfortable with Su Tingyu being his sister. He turned his head slightly and spoke in an awkward tone.

Su Tingyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Finally, Su Tingyu and Gu Qi glanced at Shan Yu, who seemed to be just "sleeping", and walked out.

After going out, the fat man hurried over: "Boss, boss, there was a notice from the base just now, saying that players who have seen the Blue Star administrator in the base are asked to assemble."

Following the fat man, Qin Qiyi was as taciturn as usual, like a shadow hiding inconspicuously.

Su Tingyu patted Fatty on the shoulder: "Fatty, Sister Shan Yu will leave it to you first. Let's go take a look first."

"Okay, boss."

Su Tingyu turned to look at Qin Qi again: "Qiqi, you don't need to go, right?"

Qin Qi nodded: "You go ahead."

"Well."

After a brief exchange of words, Su Tingyu and Gu Qi rushed to the meeting point at the base.

…

at the same time.

Selected gamers from all over the country were summoned to Blue Star's three bases.

Gamers who really couldn't be summoned could contact them online through the game panel.

Then, various countries sent various cutting-edge talents to begin formulating combat plans for the upcoming final holy war.

At the same time, the heads of the five major Blue Star countries convened the heads of all surviving countries for a final mobilization meeting online. With props and equipment in the game, they can be holographically projected to various bases around the world, connecting all human game panels— —

"Everyone, all humans on Blue Star are in a life-or-death situation."

"Before this, no matter what country we are from, what skin color we have, whether we are men or women, what kind of grievances and frictions we have, we all have family, friends, and lovers who need to be protected. We all have a common identity, that is Blue Star people, we all have a common home, that is Blue Star."

"Now, Blue Star and all mankind are at a critical juncture of life and death. As the selected players, you are everyone's hope. The fate of Blue Star and all mankind is in your hands."

"There are still seven days left before the final holy war game time. During this period, all Blue Star bases will meet all the needs of the 'jihad players' at all costs and start sharing the resources and information of the final holy war for the 'jihad players'..."

"...The future of Blue Star is left to you."

After the mobilization meeting, Blue Star's major bases began to operate at high speed like rigorous machines.

When ordinary players received the news of the final holy war, they reacted violently, including fear, anxiety, despair, silent prayer, and hope...

And 400 jihadi players went to the nearest base in unison and made reports to apply for the game props and jihadi information they needed.

All aspects of the jihadist players who can be selected are strictly screened by Blue Star administrators.

Major bases are also counting the personal information of Jihad players and analyzing the data of these Jihad players. Among them, there is a summary rule——

Similarities of selected players:

1. 70% of them are internal beta players

2. All Jihad players have played the game no less than ten times, the game level is no less than level seven, and they have rich game experience and game literacy.

3. All Jihad players have at least one game profession

4. Before the start of the public beta, 90% of the citizen information big data had no criminal records.

5. Have family and friends who serve as a protective bond.

…

On the vast land of heavy snow.

A steel black vehicle that was armed like a truck or an off-road vehicle was speeding on the snowy land.

Finally, we stopped in front of a leeward slope to rest.

At this time, the game panels of everyone in the car popped up and received the video conference of the pep rally.

One of them was playing with a lighter in his hand. While the others were discussing the final holy war in surprise and confusion, the man said: "Seven days later, when I am not in the team, Jerouf will lead the team."

When the others heard this and thought of the mobilization meeting just now, they were shocked:

"Wow! Boss, are you also the selected player?"

"Wow! This is so awesome!"

"The boss is so powerful, so it's normal for him to be chosen."

"Boss, our lives are in your hands."

The man playing with the lighter, his eyes fell on the two men with broken legs and blind eyes in the corner, and said: "In half an hour, continue to set off to the nearest base. I have the identity of a jihadist player to help Pierce and McGee should have no problem applying for a bottle of Dream Restoration.”

"Boss..." The two people in the corner looked stunned.

"Okay, that's it."

"..."

In the darkened shelter.

There is a man and a girl.

The girl is sitting on a chair with a doll in her arms.

The tall man was cooking rice and vegetables in the small kitchen.

After the sound on the two-person game panel stopped, the girl asked aloud: "Brother, what does the panel say? Is brother going to fight again?"

"It's not to fight." The man with stern eyebrows came over with the prepared meal. When he looked at the girl on the chair, he even softened his voice a lot and gently stroked the top of the girl's hair: "Brother, leave. Finally, you have to stay in the room obediently. No matter what movement or people are outside, you cannot open the door and go out? Do you understand? "

"Brother will leave enough living supplies and wait patiently for him to come back."

"If someone wants to hurt you, remember to use the game props my brother gave you before."

The girl nodded obediently, her empty and dim eyes curved into crescent moons: "Well, brother, you have to come back early."

"..."

…

Seven days later.

At midnight.

Blue star bases around the world are brightly lit, and everyone has no rest.

The game panels all opened on time at zero o'clock——

[Hello player number 444444, the seven-day rest period has expired, and it has been detected that you are a selected Jihad player. The ‘Final Jihad’ copy is now opened for you...]

[Dear number 444444, I wish you a safe journey and success]

Su Tingyu watched the prompts for a different game than before, and her eyes slowly changed from surprise to determination...

bring it on!

The ultimate holy war!