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"I'm Durham," said an elegant male voice, slightly different from the accents of Giles and Stella before, although they are also in English, but with a standard London accent. Favorite player? Thank you, I will try my best to be the first in the next three days."

"Bowman," said the gruff redneck, "what the hell is this doing? Is it an imitation of HUNGERGAME? The kid in my neighbor's house likes to watch that. He sneaked into my home DVD player before and was caught by me. ,hey-hey."

"Milne." With another London accent, full of calculation, "Bowman said HUNGERGAME just now? I thought this was the talent show in "Black Mirror"."

Crazy rolling barrage in the live broadcast room:

"What are they talking about?"

"Can't understand……"

"It doesn't matter, what Bowman means is that he raped the neighbor's child?"

"This damn ABYSSGAME, what are you talking about? Why are they all ■■■——"

"I'm Aris." The sixth voice was finally another female voice, "By the way, I'm a former field survival instructor. In the video just now, I have seen several kinds of food that can be eaten and animals that can be hunted. So Say, the chances of surviving should be relatively high, right?"

At the end of the talk, Aris' voice carried a little mocking smile.

Unlike Stella, Aris' voice is colder and harder.This extra laugh properly diluted the coldness in Aris' voice.

The players' approval ratings began to fluctuate, and Milne quickly dropped to sixth place, while Aris climbed up.

In the studio, the staff members were not surprised.This has always been the case in the past, the support rate on the first day is more like a joke, each player will welcome a large number of curious viewers, and a large number of people will leave.Generally speaking, the audience would not stand still until the second day of the game when a weakling had been eliminated, expecting them to collide and compete.

It's the turn of the seventh person.He spoke in English at first, but his English was a bit awkward, saying: "My name is Kim..."

The host reminded him: "You can speak your mother tongue."

The seventh person was startled, and then changed into Korean suspiciously.But his move caused a series of "inexplicable" voices in the live broadcast room.

"I'm sure," the barrage said, "These contestants may have been drawn by the director team from other parallel time and space!"

"Haha, how do you say that?"

"I just searched, and HUNGERGAME and "BlackMirror" turned out to be 60 years ago!"

"No way..."

"Suddenly it's a little cold."

"The director team recruited a group of people from 60 years ago to participate in the elite competition? It's a bit exciting."

While the barrage was flying, the seventh person said, "I am Kim So-hyun, and I was serving in the military before I came here."

He didn't say anything after that.

The voice of the eighth person was very young, as if he was less than 20 years old, and he spoke another tongue-tied language. Ji Hanchuan only understood a few words, which seemed to be German.

He introduced himself: "Norman, he is still in the 11th grade of liberal arts middle school." Hearing his voice and tone, he looked like an ordinary middle school student who was drawn into this bloody reality show for no reason, "Although I don't know what's going on now, but ..."

His approval ratings have plummeted.It wasn't much at first, but this time it's even more gone.

Please, who wants to come to ABYSSGAME to see this kind of obedient middle school student!

Norman: "...I will try to kill a few more people."

He said briskly.

Hearing these words, Ji Hanchuan even felt that the boy named Norman might still be blinking shyly at the camera.

In fact, Norman did exactly that.

He has tawny hair, black eyes, and looks innocent and harmless, like a pika grazing for a living.

But as the voice of this sentence fell, the live broadcast room boiled:

"Have you thought about it? Martin, the winner of the eighth session! Norman looks like him!"

"You mean the Martin who got to the end and killed Waters?"

"Of course I remember! Martin is the same, so pitiful..."

"When was the last time Martin was seen? Is he still alive?"

"I don't know, his buyer is very gentle, at least let him live for more than three years, right? Last time when he broadcast live, his calf and arm were amputated, and he could only crawl on the ground like a dog. His tongue seemed to be injured too. Cut it off, I can only bark."

"Haha, isn't that cute? Is there a file?"

After Norman, it was the turn of the ninth man.

"I'm Romeo." The voice was very gentle, even a little timid. After the first sentence was uttered smoothly, there were some stumbles, "I hope everyone can support me."

After speaking, he was silent for a while, "I hope, um, I hope so."

Ji Hanchuan listened and felt that his language was somewhat familiar.

Is it French?

Romeo is a French name?

He hadn't heard these languages ​​for a long, long time. At this moment, the language processing area in his brain that had been dry for a long time began to work again.

And at this time, the host finally mentioned him: "It's our last contestant's turn! However, before he starts speaking, our program team has specially prepared a surprise!"

The screen in front of Ji Hanchuan's eyes suddenly changed.

From the shot above the island, to himself.

And the densely packed text on it.

The above is all kinds of speculation and cursing, hoping that he will not survive the first hour of ABYSSGAME.They fantasized a lot about how this player from the East would die—was hanged by a green mamba, or his throat was pinched by a brown bear?Or let the butcher—that is, the new nickname of the fifth player Bowman—chop him into minced meat and put it in the porridge cooked with rainwater from the island at night.

The host's voice was full of indescribable provocation and malice, but he smiled a little more, and asked Ji Hanchuan: "We are the last contestant, Han Chuan, whose approval rate is only a pitiful 0.3%! After reading this, what do you think?" ?”

This is considered a reserved item of ABYSSGAME.

As a reality show that unscrupulously vents malice, when the popularity of the contestants is too great, the program team may quickly decide to make an "abandoned child" as an official tool for the audience to enjoy.

Watching them tortured, having a nervous breakdown, and then arranging for nearby players to kill them - that's a boon for "nearby players".For the effect of the program, during the massacre, "nearby players" will not be attacked by other players.

If there is one player in this group of players who has appreciated the past ABYSSGAME, then he will know this setting.

Unfortunately not.

The jokes of the audience in the live broadcast room became a prophecy, but no one knew.

Ji Hanchuan thought about it seriously for a moment.

He still didn't see where the camera was, but obviously, the thing zoomed in on him, and his face almost occupied the entire screen in front of him.

The words above are also changing with his words, becoming:

"He's not a fool, is he?"

"Why doesn't he have any expression? Hey!!! Oriental bastard!!!"

"Hurry up to be scared, hurry up to collapse, hurry up and beg us to let you go!"

Ji Hanchuan: "...Is this true? Now the real-time translation of text can be so powerful?"

He sighed a little, "That's really good."

host:"……"

audience:"……"

A large number of ellipses appeared on the barrage.

One person asked: "You don't really travel from 60 years ago, do you? Do you have any secret missions? For example, to overthrow the evil ■■■——"

This barrage only appeared for a moment, and then it seemed to be manually harmonized by the program group.

But it still fell into Ji Hanchuan's eyes.

He seemed to be thinking about it, smiled slightly, and said, "So you were expecting to see such a drama?"

Although he still couldn't see the "camera", Ji Hanchuan still locked on the "camera" from his own angle on the screen.

He looked straight up.In the studio, the director frowned and lowered his raised legs.

On the barrage, there are also many people brushing:

"Damn, I feel like he's looking at me!"

"how come?"

"He was amazing, those eyes seemed to see through everything, and they fell directly on me."

"Is the director here?" Ji Hanchuan asked, "Do you want to meet the expectations of the audience? After all," he paused, a little unsure if the saying "customer is king" still exists in this era, "only when they are satisfied can they make money Ah, are you right?"

"Hahahahaha, I seem to like him a little bit."

The screen in front of Ji Hanchuan went black.

He waited for a while, and when the screen turned on again, it was cut into the shape of an island again.

The host changed to a female voice and said, "Are you satisfied with the performance of our contestants just now? Is there any contestant you want to know more about? It doesn't matter. Soon, we will be able to see the solo show of the contestants!"

Then, she quickly announced the afternoon schedule to the players.After the mechanical hand holding the microphone retracted the screen, a tray containing steaming food came out. The host Samantha said that the contestants had an hour to enjoy this delicious food.Next, you will be taken to choose clothing.

In other words, they can leave the room.

Samantha was mysterious and said: "Through the understanding just now, have the contestants decided what kind of countermeasures they will use to participate in the evening dance? Let us wait and see!"

After putting down the tray, the manipulator retracts, the screens close together, and everything returns to the way it was at the beginning.

The room was quiet, Ji Hanchuan used a fork to poke the fried potato chips on the plate, with steak and salad on the side.

He protested: "Since you know that I am an Oriental, why don't you give me Chinese food?"