Myriad Realms:Dimensional Temple

Two days passed quickly. During this time, the contestants had been training for a very long time in the virtual battlefield to get familiar with their chariots.

Even an unprofessional fool can become a very good tank driver, commander and gunner after such a training.

Some of the more professional people may not be able to adapt to it.

That's right, it's about Nishizami Miho and his party who were dragged into the Dimensional Temple by Katyusha just before the game.

Many of them are veterans of tank lanes and have accumulated a lot of experience in this area, but they are also experienced in conventional tank tactics during World War II.

Therefore, when choosing a chariot, choose a chariot that you are used to and are familiar with, and upgrade on this basis.

It's a pity that in the many competitions in Dimensional Temple, it is often difficult for professional players to get the rankings, and those who often win are often those who do hard work.

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In the Dimensional Temple Stadium, the Chariot Grand Prix is ​​about to start, and the number of people in the auditorium is much less than that of previous grand events.

It's not because few people watched this competition, but because most people participated in this competition.

Half of the tens of thousands of children participated, almost all of the 20,000 Misaka sisters participated, and almost all other ordinary members also participated.

Among them, Sister Misaka also hopes to determine an internal ranking through this competition, and queue up to deliver food to Mr. Bai Luo according to the ranking.

As for what kind of takeaway it is, cough cough→_→, everyone knows it all.

Anyway, Mr. Bai Luo thinks that it is better to wait in line to deliver together. He can eat 20,000 takeaways in one meal.

The audience is all here, and at the host seat, Mr. Bai Luo is still the host this time.

There was no other way, anyone who could be the host went to the competition, and only Mr. Bai Luo, the boss, took the post.

Damn it, Mr. Bai Luo also wants to participate.

However, as soon as this idea was proposed, it was ruthlessly rejected by the wives, saying that they refused to hang on the wall to participate in the competition.

"According to the past practice, let's not talk nonsense and go straight to the point."

"There are 57,736 contestants participating in this competition, which are divided into 12,182 chariots. This number is much more than I expected. It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic about this project."

"Then, it will be divided into knockout rounds with 100 tanks as a group, and the final group will be 82 tanks [a total of 122 groups."

"The game adopts a chicken-eating mode, the map is completely random, and the last winner of each group can be qualified to participate in the finals.

"Then, since the contestants are ready, let's go straight away."

Grandpa Bai Luo waved his hand, and 122 large screens appeared in the stadium, and the players in the waiting space also found that their chariots were suspended in mid-air.

A huge transport plane with a length of more than one thousand meters has a hundred tanks of various types hanging below it, and each tank is equipped with a disposable gliding airborne device.

It's really like tanks eating chicken, pick a place to drop from the transport plane, and then fight to the last tank.

Chicken-eating games are not a rare thing in the Dimensional Temple, and everyone has basically played it.

After being confused for a while, I immediately knew what to do.

Rainforests, deserts, plains, mountains, snow-capped mountains... more than a dozen types of terrain, dozens of maps, each group is assigned a different map.

"Skydiving, uh no, it's tank gliding."

"Since it is a chicken eating mode, there should be various props in the map.

"Jump the ruins, there must be a lot of supplies in the ruins."

"Let's play wild, don't go to places with a lot of people, where it is easy to die suddenly."

For a moment, the sky was like dumplings, and a hundred chariots of all kinds glide towards every corner of the map.

Relying on the experience of playing chicken-eating games on weekdays, some people plan to go to places that seem to have a lot of supplies, and some people choose to be old coins in the corner "Voldemort.

Tohsaka Rin, (bgcj) is you.

The group assigned to Tohsaka Rin happened to be the rainforest map. As soon as the Phantom Tank fell into the woods, it immediately blended with the surrounding environment.

"Hmph, we'll just stay here and not come out. No one will find out, so we'll hang on till the end."

Rin Tohsaka was very confident, and lamented that she was indeed the proud girl of heaven, and she just met a suitable map.

"Um, sister, the game uses the chicken-eating mode, the movable area will become smaller and smaller, and the tanks outside the circle will continue to be damaged, and the movable range will be reduced every 20 minutes. The more damage you suffer."

Tohsaka Sakura poured a bowl of cold water on her sister.

Her sister, an electrical idiot, can barely use Internet TV now, but she can't play games at all, let alone play chicken.

"what!"

Rin Tohsaka turned pale with fright, and quickly opened the small map.

The lower right corner of the mini-map indicates that the scope of activities will start to narrow after 18 minutes and 41 seconds.

I'm so stupid, doesn't this mean that she wants to be an old coin, fight until there is only one opponent left, and then her plan of sneak attacking the opponent to win is ruined.

"If we are lucky enough, maybe the circle will always be on our side, so maybe we can fight until the end.

Tohsaka Sakura shrugged, but she didn't think she and her sister would be so lucky.

"Well...then let's, wait and see."

Rin Tohsaka thought about it, and finally decided to take a gamble.

Just in case, what if the place where I stay is the center of the circle behind.

Anyway, the damage of the first lap is not high, so it doesn't matter if you take a gamble.

The two sisters stayed in place like this, listening to the continuous sound of cannons around them, and watching the countdown to the circle.

Eighteen minutes passed quickly, and following the beating countdown of the last few seconds, the Tohsaka sisters looked nervously at the small map.

At the moment when the countdown ended, a circle appeared on the small map.

And the phantom tanks of the two of them are hundreds of thousands of miles away from the circle.

They were in the southeast corner of the map, while the circle was painted in the northwest corner of the map, a full ten miles away from the circle.

Although it will not take a few minutes to rush over at the speed of the Phantom Tank, but judging from the sound of the surrounding fire just now.

There must be at least two or three people chasing circles with the two of them.

As for the frontal firefight, this is the shortcoming of the Phantom Tank, and it is also the shortcoming of the Tohsaka sisters.

PS Thank you "??? Work hard??? Work hard???" boss for his monthly pass. .