Shura Field Player

Chapter 330 Six Personal Elements of Everyone

"I knew it……"

With a slight headache, he stretched out his hand to press his forehead, Bai Zhi sat up from the bed, and turned off the alarm clock beside him.

The time has returned to the time when he woke up in the morning, that is, the time when he arrived at this copy, and even his messy chicken coop hair, which he combed with great difficulty, has also changed back to its original state .

"The serial number on the back of my neck is still ⑩, and I haven't noticed any changes. So speaking of it, the only person who has changed should be..."

While thinking about this in his heart, Bai Zhi picked up the comb in front of the mirror, then walked towards the living room while combing his hair.

This time, he was still the last one to arrive.

"The serial number on the back of my neck has changed to ⑨, how about you?"

Seeing Bai Zhi walk out of the room, Shao Yu, whose hair was also messed up, stood up from the chair on his own initiative, and spoke in a very upset voice.

"Also, why is it like this?"

"Simple because you broke the rules."

Before Bai Zhi could reply, Moran Liuli spoke in a cold voice.

"Because of your mistake, my homework was for nothing."

Shao Yu: "..."

... So that's what you're focusing on?

"Rules...where are the rules explained?"

Shaoyu looked a little helpless.

"I saw that nothing happened to you when you took out the things from your backpack, and you were a little thirsty before... Which rule did I break?"

"This environment sets the rules for us."

Walking to the sofa and sitting down, Bai Zhi started talking casually while combing his hair with a comb.

"Actually, from the time we wake up, we can find out what the environment around us looks like. Clothes and hair are all messed up, the room is full of garbage, plus the silent city, and the city below is full of people. Zombies on the ground... These are the rules that the environment has made for us."

"That's right, our current limit is the survivors trapped in the building because of the outbreak of the loss crisis. Any action that violates this major premise will lead to reloading the file."

Stretching out his hand and pressing his temple vigorously, it seemed to lift himself up, Yuan Que accepted Bai Zhi's words.

"Originally all the food and water sources in the room were exhausted, and we fell into a state of running out of ammunition and food. But under this situation, you suddenly have so much more food and water in your hand ...that's kind of a violation of the rules."

"No, can this be counted?"

Stretching out his hand and scratching his hair vigorously, Shaoyu's face was tangled.

"By breaking the rules, the number will be reduced by one, so what happens when the number is reduced to zero?"

"........."

After hearing the question from Shaoyu, Moran Liuli, who had originally taken out the rolls of paper and calculator, seemed to be preparing to continue to make up homework, silently put away those things after a moment of silence stand up.

"I don't know. It's possible that you died, or disappeared directly, or that life is worse than death... who knows?"

Cursing his lips, Bai Zhi threw the comb in his hand on the coffee table.

"You should be glad that after reloading the file after violating the rules, only your number has been reduced, otherwise we are likely to take some necessary measures against you."

"...So you're all perverts, right?"

Shaoyu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Just from those things, you can think of these things. Who would a normal person think of so many things based on the furnishings in the room?"

"Among a group of perverts, if you are the only one who is not a pervert, then you are actually a pervert."

Casting a glance at the other party, Bai Zhi had a noncommittal expression on his face.

"Now the situation is very clear. It is a situation where everyone needs to work together. After all, one person's mistake will cause everyone to read the file... So I don't think you need to hide it?"

"hide?"

Shaoyu looked bewildered.

"Hide what?"

"Create your own character."

After glancing at Yuan Que and Mo Ran Linglong at the side, Bai Zhi shrugged slightly.

"In his own room, there should be relevant reminder elements. For example, this one, he should have found reminders in his room, such as the person who is depressed and hopes to be relieved in his sleep... Yes Bar?"

While talking, Bai Zhi looked at Yuan Que.

"Even if it's only C-level or D-level difficulty, it still belongs to the category of ghost stories. I don't think anyone would choose to sleep here so big-heartedly, right?"

"...well, that's true."

It seemed that he had never expected that Bai Zhi would bring such a thing up on the table, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Yuan Que nodded with a wry smile.

"I found a bottle of sleeping pills by the bed, and in the drawer there were related diagnosis notes from the hospital a few months ago, severe insomnia plus moderate depression."

"Then if you say that, isn't she... a character who is a little out of order?"

As he finally came to his senses, Shaoyu turned his head to look at the silver-haired girl over there with a look of astonishment.

"...I really need to make up my homework."

After a moment of silence, the girl responded coldly, but she did not deny Bai Zhi's statement.

"My room is full of test papers and various reference books. The element of my personality should be a postgraduate entrance examination... We have been stuck here for almost two months."

"...Since you all know it, why don't you say it?"

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and Shaoyu felt a strong sense of routine at this moment.

"Uh... because we all thought you knew..."

Turning his head a little embarrassed, Yuan Que opened his mouth to answer.

"After all, this kind of thing can be seen at a glance. Everyone is tacit to each other. I thought your character design elements were the kind of reckless character design..."

"I'm not, I'm a real dish!!"

Shaoyu couldn't help but burst into tears for a moment.

"What's so special, you can tell it at a glance..."

"Pay attention to the details, just observe everything around you more on weekdays... By the way, what are the elements of your personality?"

Coughing a few times in embarrassment, Yuan Que turned his head to look at Bai Zhi.

"I can basically see the character design elements of the other two people...Of course his is not counted, but you and I can't see it at all. Judging from the situation of me and Moran Liuli, on this floor The four surviving survivors in it should all have major flaws in their personalities... Ahem characters with distinct personalities."

"Is this very important? Anyway, everyone is in charge of their own affairs. It's enough to maintain the character setting. It's okay to crash occasionally, but if it keeps crashing, points may be deducted."

Seemingly quite upset, Bai Zhi curled his lips, and then began to speak.

"Also, there is another most critical element before us. Under the premise of the outbreak of the zombie virus, we have been hiding here for nearly two months, how much do you think our fighting power will be? Or ..."

"What kind of fighting power do you think we should show?"

"In front of the zombies below."

Chapter 330 Seven

The dead city, the living dead walking on the streets.

Zombies are actually stronger than contagion and quantity.

Even if a biohazard broke out in the real world, unless the infection infected more than 90% of the world's population at the same time, it would not be a big problem.

After all, the flesh and blood of human beings is too fragile, and guns can effectively deal with the living dead. The power of being shot in the real world is not what is shown on TV. But it can directly and brutally cut off human muscles.

——Of course, the kind of mutated zombies that will continue to evolve is another story.

But at least for now, according to Shaoyu's previous observation, among the hundreds of zombies wandering below the community, there are no zombies that appear too special.

But even if those were just ordinary zombies, they couldn't be dealt with by the four "survivors" who had been trapped here for more than two months.

"So we can only show the fighting power that our identity should have?"

After Bai Zhi's reminder, Shao Yu also quickly understood what this meant, and his complexion turned dark immediately.

"If this is the case, how do you fight? A neurotic guy who went crazy in the postgraduate entrance examination, a patient with severe insomnia and moderate depression who can carry hands on his shoulders, I don't know yet, you are probably a How to deal with those zombies?"

"Congratulations, you successfully offended three people with one sentence."

Glancing at the other party with a slightly weird expression, Bai Zhi suddenly began to wonder whether the other party really had such low EQ, or was he just pretending to be a person.

"All in all, the basic situation is like this. We can't show abnormal behavior that violates our personality. After all, our identities are survivors who have been trapped here for more than two months. It is impossible to draw a gun out of thin air. Or a sword, and then take some props, mounts, etc. and drive Wushuang all the way to fight... Do you understand what I mean?"

"And now we have run out of ammunition and food. There is no food or water. Although there is food in the backpack, we absolutely cannot take it out. We can only carry it to starve."

Stretching out his hand to touch his stomach, Yuan Que sighed helplessly.

"It stands to reason that our attributes have already surpassed ordinary people. Even if we don't eat for seven days, we can still survive with our high physical fitness. But when we put this kind of thing in the role we play, it is collapse. The characters are set up. It doesn’t matter if you play it, but this thing doesn’t talk about martial arts... Have you noticed that we will be hungry here faster than usual?”

"What you said seems to be a bit...I mean how could I be so thirsty before."

Shao Yu's complexion changed slightly.

"This dungeon is so fucking disgusting. There is something to eat but you can't eat it. You can fight it but you can't fight it. At the same time, you have to be careful not to collapse the human design, and you will die if you are tied up."

"The unique rules of ghost stories... I finally know why so many worlds will perish."

Reaching out and pressing his forehead slightly, Bai Zhi felt a little emotional.

"Because of this thing, it doesn't talk about martial arts..."

Still the same sentence, no matter how strong you are, what's the use of it? When encountering such strange stories with unique rules, what should you do?

The standard for judging a player's specific strength really depends on the ability to save life. As long as your ability to save life is strong enough, even if your number is reduced to zero in the end, you will be safe and sound.

Death is the end of it all, living is the most important thing.