Gamers Are Fierce

Everyone who can be named is basically here.

On the west side of the auditorium on the first floor, Wanli Fengdao pushed up the square-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and whispered to Xing Hechou who was sitting next to him.

Brother Little Knife, as a former bounty hunter, has not been seen in the outside world for a long time - not long after the battle for the door, he joined the Special Affairs Bureau's Mobile Task Force as a special adviser to find the remains of the Abnormal Society. In the project, I no longer work as a bounty hunter.

And his parents, relatives, and friends were also brought into the world of Menfei, and they were regarded as their true own.

Um.

Xing Hechou, who was sitting in the Special Affairs Bureau camp, also pushed up the brown square-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and glanced around the auditorium on the first floor.

In the Sky Arena, players can use their own equipment, skills, and props, but they cannot affect others or detect others.

Therefore, Xing Hechou, Wanli Fengdao and other colleagues from the Special Affairs Bureau all wear special glasses provided by the Equipment Technology Department - these glasses can capture images in real time and transmit the images to the data processing center outside the Sky Arena. ,

After calculation by the data processing center, the information is sent back to the glasses.

With a quick glance, you can freely explore the personal information files of every player in sight, and you can find them as countless treasures as you can find.

“Hishima’s Sesshoin and Green Lantern,

Mahakala and Quetzalcoatl of European Heavy Industries - I thought they died at the hands of the military-industrial complex, but I didn't expect that they were not abandoned as rags by European Heavy Industries.

FBI's AIM - I heard that many high-level people in the United States have died recently, and David is leading people around the world to find the murderers.

There's also the Inquisition, the Templars, the Witches' Alliance...

Oh, Brother Li is here too.

Wanli Fengdao saw a familiar figure in a white coat in the crowd, and he also saw Wang Congshan - there was a circle of empty seats around these two people, and no one dared to sit over, making them quite conspicuous in the audience.

Wanli Fengdao raised his hand hesitantly and waved it slowly in that direction, and saw Li Ang also raised his hand and waved. The latter was not wearing the iconic faucet mask, and seemed to be in a good mood, holding a bowl and eating something with his other hand.

I haven't seen him for a while.

Wanli Fengdao put down his arm with a smile, narrowed his eyes, and said in a slow voice: Uh...it doesn't seem to have been long, only two months.

Players’ concept of time is very different from that of ordinary people.

Two months is just a blink of an eye for a mortal, but for an extraordinary person who lives in danger of licking blood from his knife edge,

Two months is enough time for a lot of things to happen, which can make these sixty days very long, so long that it seems like several years have passed.

It's really... like a lifetime ago.

Wanli Fengdao seemed to have ripples of memories, and said with some melancholy: Hey, Lao Xing, do you still remember the first time we met?

Just that time at Guhan Temple.

You, me, Miss Liu, Brother Li, and little master Huizhen, five people, including Miss Chai, five people and one ghost, were surrounded by a group of evil spirits in the temple, feasting with them, and watching them prepare to dissect a living person. Drinking wine with all your heart.

If you hadn't taken the lead, I might have really wanted to see an innocent person die in vain and not dare to draw my sword.

That time...

Xing Hechou also narrowed his eyes and said with some nostalgia: Haha, why do you remember the past? Have you changed your gender?

No, it's just something I feel.

Wanli Fengdao waved his hand, After that time, I became a bounty hunter, Miss Liu controlled the succession of the Liu family, and you became a high-ranking officer of your Mobile Task Force, Master Huizhen... I remember what you said last time He went to work for the National Association of Denominations?”

Xing Hechou nodded, Well, he went to a project of the Academy of Social Sciences. I haven't contacted him for a while. You know, confidentiality work, no contact with the outside world except for superiors.

That's it. That's good.

Wanli Fengdao sighed, hesitated for a moment, and then said: Old Xing, tell me how long I can live.

Um?

Xing Hechou raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, and looked his friend up and down.

Judging from the scan results of the external appearance of the glasses, Wanli Fengdao is full of vitality, Yintang is slightly shiny, and the whole person is full of energy. He does not look like he is about to die.

What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly start talking nonsense? Do you want to let the medical staff take a look?

I'm not sick.

Wanli Fengdao waved his hand with a wry smile, his expression calmed down, and he said softly: As the killing game progresses, I feel more and more that I can't hold on anymore.

Each mission becomes more difficult and dangerous, constantly challenging one's own limits and pushing oneself further and further towards humanity.

I have met a lot of people while working as a bounty hunter, and I have made many friends who can be called friends.

But by now, half of the friends list is gray.

The players who came over at the same time as us are dying one by one on the way. I don’t know how long I can hold on, and I don’t know what the killing game wants from us.

This life of walking on thin ice seems to have no end...

Xing Hechou looked at the noisy auditorium, his eyes a little out of focus.

Along the way, he had no idea how many companions and colleagues he had buried and how many deaths and sacrifices he had witnessed.

Even those companions who had a will as strong as steel before becoming players, some of them were gradually smoothed out in the death test again and again, and even lost their will to survive, and disappeared silently on the road ahead.

It is no small miracle that all the five people who met at Guhan Temple are alive and well until now.

We extraordinary beings can split mountains and rocks, block rivers and create seas with just a move of our hands and feet. We are so majestic, but only we know that we are just unlucky guys being chased by the God of Death.

Wanli Fengdao laughed at himself: Only those who have abandoned all moral reason and are completely unhuman, such as the reformed players raised by European heavy industries, can

Or a genius who is extremely talented and can thrive in the killing field game environment,

Only then can we ignore the gradually tightening rope and live comfortably.

What’s funny is that there are so many ordinary people who don’t know, or pretend not to know, this.

They are eager for player qualifications and want to pursue opportunities to advance to the extraordinary.

Besieging the city? People in the city want to go out, and people outside the city want to come in?

Xing Hechou smiled slightly. He could understand Wanli Fengdao's sudden sadness and anxiety, because he had also experienced such emotions.

He had his own parents, wife, children, and his originally peaceful and peaceful life, but all of this was taken away and he could never get it back.

...Don't think so much. Before the killing game started, we were just ordinary people pushed by the times. It's the same now. There's no difference.

Xing He smiled sadly and patted Wanli Fengdao's shoulder, speaking some words of consolation. Deep in the eyes. But there was a hint of heaviness.

In fact, in the XK-class doomsday scenario of the Special Affairs Bureau, the worst case scenario was foreseen——

The game of Killing Fields has a big goal. This time, like countless previous games, it cannot satisfy the game of Killing Fields.

Then destruction came, and the earth was reshuffled,

And human beings, even those who hide in the door world, will suffer irresistible destruction.

In that scenario, players and extraordinary beings will be given death without discrimination. Even top extraordinary beings like Han Shuishi and Su Nisheng cannot compete with fate itself.

In order to deal with that doomsday scenario, one of the methods of the Special Affairs Bureau is to dream.

Have a dream of kidnapping all mankind.

They will activate a giant machine that has never been seen before,

That machine combines all the wisdom and novel technologies of the equipment research and development department, and integrates the characteristics of extraordinary elements of the dream system such as Yumeng Tapir, King Ikinan, and Yukari Kido.

It can forcefully and unconsciously pull all mankind into the same grand dream.

Time in the dream world will be slowed down to the extreme,

And in dreams,

7 billion people continue to live peacefully.

There have never been any players, there have never been any killing games. 7 billion people know nothing about the outside world and continue to live their own lives, partings and deaths, having children, having filthy parents, pots and pans...

Dreams still follow the physical laws of the real world. Therefore, the 7 billion people in the dream world can continue to develop technology, develop anti-rocket spacecraft, and explore the unknown universe with full hope——

Until one day, a handful of sensitive and wise people in the dream world realized the falseness of the world and revealed the truth in a state of madness.

At that time, the self-correction system of the dream machine will be activated, clearing all conditions to zero again, and starting the next reincarnation.

Human civilization will usher in the true doomsday of the outside world in a stable and peaceful cycle.

Whether it is deceiving oneself or others, or desperate to save oneself,

The XK-level doomsday scenario defense program called The Other Side of the Dream was the memory Xing Hechou didn't want to remember the most, but he didn't ask his colleagues in the medical department to help him clean up this part of his memory.

Because the other side of the dream can also be some kind of alternative relief - in the department, some have suffered great torture and pain during script tasks and cannot be treated with conventional treatment procedures.

Colleagues who cannot even maintain rational thinking will be connected to the machine.

In the slow cycle of life, slowly calm down.

The other side of the dream is one of the Secret Service Bureau's ultimate guarantees for every operator and the entire human civilization, although Xing Hechou hopes he will never need to use it in this life.

Beep beep, beep beep.

The sound of his watch vibrating brought Xing Hechou back to the real world from his heavy thoughts. He came back to his senses and looked at the arena.

30, 29, 28...

The digital timer on the watch counts down silently,

The more than 100,000 people crowded in the auditorium also closed their mouths and waited silently.

The huge space suddenly became quiet.

Finally, the timer cleared and the Battle of Command officially began.

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Moon, Jinghaiyun Palace.

Hanbao sat on an ordinary wooden chair, holding his chin with one hand, crossing his lazy legs, and looking at the large gray-brown TV set in front of him.

Several other people were also watching the TV.

The professor stood aside, his eyes calm and gentle,

Akili casually fiddled with the red bow on his neck.

The mirage dragon lowered its eyes and narrowed its dark green eyes to a slit, making it difficult not to wonder if this giant dragon was secretly dozing off.

Boom——

A long explosion sounded through the clouds from a distance.

Hanba didn't even move his eyelids.

During this period, there were still people on earth who continued to send probes to the moon.

They were eager to get information from the Immortal Seed, and they showed their kindness and begged to meet again and again.

The Killing Fields game has made lunar exploration a lot more convenient. Aside from some skills that can shorten the rocket construction cycle and cost, some props can even reach the second cosmic speed and fly directly out of the earth and into the lunar orbit.

But it's a pity that neither the professor nor Akili nor the Drought Mirage are interested in talking to mortals.

All the detectors launched crashed above Jinghaiyun Palace.

Like clockwork, every once in a while there would be an explosion.

Finally, it's coming.

Akili fiddled with the red tie around his neck and returned it, and for the first time his face, which was almost exactly the same as the penguin on Earth, showed a solemn expression.

Now is not the best time.

The professor on the side sighed leisurely, looking at the large gray-brown TV that was broadcasting live footage of the Sky Arena, and pursed his lips slightly, The Battle of Command is coming much sooner than I thought.

Are you worried that your students are not ready?

Akili frowned slightly when he heard this, and said slowly: Or are you regretting that you didn't choose the second basket to put the eggs?

No, it's just... I'm still a little worried.

The professor shook his head, If you give them a little more time, they can grow better and go further.

But other worlds would not give such a chance.

I am very tired and tired of escaping, the earth must succeed. My students must and will succeed.

I hope so.

The Akili Penguin nodded slowly, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the calm-looking Dry Man and the sleepy Mirage behind him.

The Battle of Siming is about to officially begin.

Maybe out of some kind of anxiety,

The Akili Penguin was in a chatty state and had a stronger desire to talk than usual, ...don't you two take a closer look?

Your old acquaintances should also come to participate in this war.

...

Hanba, who was sitting in the chair, silently raised his eyes, glanced at the gray-brown TV and the Akili Penguin indifferently, and said calmly: They are not my old acquaintances.

Both the alchemists of the Abnormal Society and the so-called gods are dead.

Those who come back from the graves now are just dead but not dead corpses.

Of course, that also includes King Sibi.

A strange expression appeared on Akili's face, Ahem, isn't he different...

There is no difference. The real King Shibi has also died long ago. What is still alive now is just an afterimage of the past.

Hanbao shook his head in disgust, as if he had a strong hatred for those carrion corpses that refused to die obediently.