Doomsday crisis survival game

[Please note that the game has detected that the Mother Goddess has awakened. The game beta has ended and the main storyline has officially begun.]

[The public beta of the game will start in two days. If the beta testers who are still in the game survive until the start of the game, they will receive additional game rewards. Please try your best to survive to the end.]

The above is the entire content of the game announcement.

【A letter to Administrator Doug】

[Dear Administrator, I am Customer Service 666 from Crow Technology. The most famous game under Crow Technology is "Crow's Hunting Ground". Due to some unexpected situations, this game is temporarily handed over to us for management]

[Unfortunately, for the sake of fairness in the game, starting today we will take back your special rights in the game. After the public beta begins, all players - including you - will only have one life]

[Of course, if you can think of a way to break this limitation in the game, we will allow it as long as you don't use our game technology. This is within the scope of the game's permission. If you have any questions, please inform me in this window.]

"It's as if I have the right to choose..."

After losing the technical assistance of the game, Doug was unable to fight against the special combat units in the game. The plague doctor's light instantly took away most of the vitality of this body, and this body could no longer survive.

If this body had not been modified and she had not had some emergency life-saving means, she would have died instantly instead of lingering on until now.

"What memories will I lose this time..."

She was about to turn off the life-support equipment as memories of her youth flashed before her eyes.

She recalled the time when she first entered Union University, which was a time full of passion and hope. She remembered working in the laboratory with her college friends, researching and exploring together with their ideals, and working hard for a common goal.

They were often busy in the laboratory late at night, when the faint light of the stars would shine through the glass into the corridor, shining like pearls. That scene was like a beautiful painting, deeply imprinted in her heart.

She walked to the glass alone and stared at the scene outside the window. In front of her was a huge transfer station, which was suspended in space like a shining pearl. This transfer station assumed the function of the moon, reflecting the light of the stars to the earth at night, bringing a ray of light to the dark world.

"What is this, a prisoner's fantasy before death?"

Doug said this in a self-deprecating tone.

At this point, she finally understood that her actions had never been hidden from the alliance...and those people behind it.

Even if she used some methods to avoid being peeped into her thoughts, her actions could not escape their eyes.

The young man closed his eyes tiredly, and suddenly a voice sounded in Doug's mind.

"Doug—ziz—can you hear me?"

Doug slowly opened his dazed eyes again.

Yes, it was the first time she felt confused and she couldn't help but sneer.

The person on the other end of the conversation obviously heard Doug's laughter. Several familiar yet unfamiliar feelings clashed in her heart, forming a mixed emotion, but she still remembered the purpose of looking for her, and the voice on the other end of the communication was a little anxious.

"Listen, Geser, I know what you want to do. This is probably my only chance to stop you from making mistakes. I don't have the ability to dissuade the old and stubborn you, and I can't stop the young and frivolous you. The only thing I can stop is the you in your youth, the you I am most familiar with."

"Gesser, I'm your friend. I know what kind of person you were when you were young. You're not a bad person. I believe you have a chance to turn back. We've made too many mistakes."

"Give it up, it's never too late to turn back."

After listening to this well-intentioned advice, Doug said calmly: "It's too late, my friend. I am no longer the person you knew me."

The person seemed to understand the meaning behind the young man's words, which was that the young man could not stop her from doing what she wanted to do. This was the last advice she could give her as her friend.

The young man took the initiative to hang up the call. She looked up at the person in front of her, who was standing with his back to the light.

The people who were supposed to kill her have arrived.

Nothing she does escapes her eyes, and once she makes any unusual move, she will eliminate anyone who wants to hinder her plan.

She's the one who made the whole game, she's the one who will do anything to achieve her goals, she's a lunatic.

I hope my old friend can hear the warning in her last words.

The light in the young woman's eyes was gradually fading, her life was slipping away quickly, and two bottles of reagents labeled 09 fell from her hands and were picked up by the man.

She could no longer hear her friend's hysterical calls.

Her life is gone and she will never wake up again.