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This is the No.13 script that Wu Luo participated in. Even though the numbers are a bit unlucky, his wish today is the same as usual, to live as long as possible.

He is now in a desert, with his back against a steep cliff, on which there is nothing but loose earth and rocks. Looking up, he can only see the bright sky. white light.

The body temperature is 20 degrees, neither hot nor cold, which makes people feel a little relieved.

He was accompanied by forty or fifty groups of people, all dressed in dark nylon combat uniforms, tactical boots, half-finger combat gloves, black masks, explosion-proof sunglasses, and a sturdy military backpack on their backs. .

This kind of number configuration is very rare in the script, almost only appearing in the qualifiers.

Even so, Wu Luo could still spot that special young man from the dark crowd.

Just from the upper half of his face, it can be seen that he is really well-born, with broken hair sweeping across the black fox eyes, fair skin, high nose bridge, and the mask fabric sticking under the eyes, extending countless beautiful reveries.

The young man was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow abdomen. His tall and powerful waist was tied up by a tactical belt, and his long legs landed straight on the ground. He stood lazily in a corner of the crowd.

Wu Luo has watched his live broadcast and knows that his name is Yu Ran, and he is a newcomer with great potential.

In the copy of Ouroboros, you can really feel that his IQ is extremely high. Many details are not even noticed by the bullet screen from the perspective of God, but he can connect those seemingly irrelevant logics and integrate the final answer. .

It can be said that he does not gain fear by intentionally exaggerating the horror scenes, but by the thoughtful and terrifying temperament emanating from the inside out, which alone can make the audience shudder.

This guy's mind is too flexible, but he doesn't know if he can go on with such ease in this script that focuses on force.

Moreover, that tough and strong man didn't seem to be near him, and he should have been assigned to other places in the arena by the script.

As a senior viewer in the live broadcast area, Wu Luo spends most of his fear points on gift rewards. Recently, this one has just become his new idol. He didn't expect to meet him as soon as he arrived at the arena. I have to say that he is extremely lucky. up.

He scratched his hair and walked towards the young man, unable to hide the bright smile on his face.

Yu Ran was really in a bad mood. When the number 501 ghost hunters appeared, he should have realized that the script was absolutely ulterior motives.

Yan Shiche had an identity in the arena, which meant that he had the right to act independently, was identified as an independent individual, and was teleported to other positions in the arena.

In other words, he is now forced to separate from Yan Shiche.

Yu Ran raised his head irritably, just in time a strange young man with a silly smile walked towards him.

"You are burning god!" The young man was a little excited, he pulled down his mask, showing a handsome face, "My name is Wu Luo, I have watched your live broadcast, and I am your fan!"

Burning God?What kind of weird name is this?

Yu Ran paused, then nodded slightly at him, indicating that he knew him.

The other party just wanted to continue the conversation, but suddenly stopped.

The script was successfully loaded, and everyone at the scene quieted down in unison, accepting the script for this game.

Yu Ran turned over the content of the script guide that he was familiar with, and suddenly noticed something floating above his head, and looked up.

At some point in the sky, there were more than a dozen densely packed red eyeballs floating in the sky, and those things swept over everyone present with strange eyes.

The atmosphere was suddenly solemn, and everyone looked at the sky with cautious faces.

The eyeballs lit up, and the pupils shot out a bright red light, and then a loud mechanical sound spread all around——

"Congratulations to all of you who have been selected for the ghost hunting plan. We are your supervisors. In the next seven days, you will carry out a series of survival, escape, and killing training in this hunting ground. Remember."

The sound disappeared, and a dozen or so eyeballs calling themselves "supervisors" were arranged in a rectangular shape. Laser light emitted from their sides, and a light screen appeared in the air, with words written on it——

Hunting ground notice:

1. The ghost hunting assessment lasts for seven days. There are 501 ghost hunters and more than 5000 ghosts in the hunting ground. The winner lives and the loser dies.

2. There is a material storage point every ten kilometers in the hunting ground, with a total of 50 storage points. The materials are limited, please allocate carefully; there is a safe house every 6 kilometers, which can only accommodate 15 people and can resist ghost invasion. There are [-] safe houses in total.

3. Regulators are everywhere, cannibalism is prohibited, and offenders will be eliminated directly.

4. The use of external props is prohibited, and offenders will be eliminated directly.

5. You can get 1 point for hunting a ghost. After the assessment is over, they will be ranked according to the points, and the 100th place will be promoted, and the rest will be eliminated directly.

6. The basic materials have been put into the backpack, all of which are consumable items, please use them sparingly.

7. Points are settled at [-]:[-] every night. Starting from the fifth day, ghost hunters who rank lower will be punished.

Advance to the 100th place...

Everyone's face suddenly changed, and they directly screened out four out of five in the first game? !

The sense of near-death crisis made everyone feel nervous. They didn't expect the first round of the horror theater to be so strict.

"Look quickly... the props in the backpack are no longer usable!" A cry broke out from the crowd.

Yu Ran heard the words and glanced at it. Sure enough, except for the cotton doll symbolizing Yan Shiche, the decorative ring obtained from the previous script, and a pack of cigarettes brought in from outside, the rest of the things turned gray. Do not move.

"No." Someone retorted, "It's just that the props in the mall and the functional props obtained in the script can't be used, and my poisonous bee can still be summoned."

In the center of the crowd, the man who spoke just now was a thin man with a sallow complexion. After he finished speaking, he coughed twice, and a golden poisonous bee rested on his fingertips.

"Consumption ghost, your living props are really useful." A fat man behind him snorted with a sneer, and the so-called consumption ghost shivered and stepped back.

"Ahem...Sorry, third brother." The tuberculosis ghost hurriedly waved his hand and called it back in a panic.

The third brother has a full face, and he wears gold necklaces, bracelets, and rings all over his body. When he speaks, he reveals a golden tooth just right.

He wasn't tall, and he wasn't even strong. He had a black and blue basalt tattoo on the side of his neck, but it was stretched by the flesh, and he looked like a bastard at first glance.

What's up with this guy?

Yu Ran tilted his head, and looked at the opponent calmly.

Suddenly a low voice came from next to my ear: "Ran Shen, this is the third brother who ranks No. 30 in the Top [-]. His real name is Qi San."

Yu Ran turned around and saw the young man who greeted him just now, who seemed to be called "Wu Luo".

Yu Ran responded: "Is he very powerful?"

"This... hey." Wu Luo struggled for a while, and his voice became even softer, "He can't be said to be great, but he is the nephew of the seventh star list, and he was fed to the top fifty one bite at a time. The power behind it is scary. , no one dares to fight against him, otherwise he would not know who killed him in the script."

Yu Ran nodded, it turned out that this guy is a related household.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion not far away. At the edge of the crowd, a middle-aged man was crushed to the ground by a bloody thing.

"It's a ghost!!!"

Ghosts are the product of viruses with shed skin, sharply increased bone density and muscle strength, and no physiological response. They feed on human flesh and blood, which is a bit like zombies.

The ghost let out a hoarse cry from its broken throat, its deformed sharp teeth ruthlessly bit the resisting palm of the middle-aged man, and swallowed it whole.

The man let out a scream, so painful that his throat was slashed.

The eyeballs of the nearest regulator in the sky were shaken, and a laser beam was emitted from his pupils, and everything was suddenly quiet.

No matter howling or gnawing on flesh and blood, the sound stopped, and there was a sticky puddle of flesh dripping on the ground. The perpetrator and the victim have become one, and there is me in you and you in me.

Having seen the dangers of lasers, no one dared to challenge the authority of the regulators. Everyone held their breath in fear, and the text on the light screen began to change.

The supervisor said again: "The following are the backpack materials, please check them carefully. Once the ghost hunting plan is started, we will not be responsible for it."

Material list:

1. Radar Smart Tracker

2. Multifunctional waterproof watch (built-in compass and integral counter)

3. A wireless communicator

4.500. 250ml marching water bottle (including water), [-]g compressed biscuits, a box of matches

5. Medical kit: a box of anti-inflammatory drugs, a roll of gauze, a virus serum, 100ml 75% medical alcohol

6. One P92 pistol (with 15 rounds of 9mm bullets)

Yu Ran opened the military backpack on his back, and everything was neatly placed inside. He took out the gun, studied it twice, loaded the magazine, and buckled it in the holster above his thigh.

"Very good, then the ghost hunting plan has officially started! I hope you can achieve excellent results in the next seven days!"

It wasn't until the regulator disappeared into the sky that the crowd came alive again.

After reading the script and understanding the basic rules of the plot, they are more clever and have gradually moved closer to the center of the crowd, ready to form a team to ask for help.

This kind of military survival is based on the fact that players work together to deal with a target. The best way to save their lives is indeed to act collectively to reduce casualties by deterring the number of people.

But Yu Ran only glanced over there, then withdrew his gaze.

All of this has a premise - only 100 people will advance.

This means that even if you survived in a big team in the early stage, you will die due to lack of resources, insufficient points and other reasons in the later stage, it's just a matter of time.

Besides, Yu Ran doesn't trust the humanity here.

He glanced at the crowd for the last time, turned around and was about to leave, but was patted on the shoulder by a black figure running over suddenly.

"Brother Yu! My family! I finally saw you!" Cheng Xiyou looked excited, "Hey, I thought I was divided into different areas. I was thinking about how to find you, but I didn't expect that it would take no effort. My brother Isn’t it right here, it seems that the dream of combining three swords is destined by heaven—wait for my Brother Yan, why isn’t he here?”

The short-cut boy's mouth was twitching like a machine gun, and even the mask couldn't stop the output, instantly attracting the curious eyes of the people around him.

Yu Ran looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a fool.

Wu Luo didn't expect the young man to know someone here, but before he could straighten out the current situation, a strong sense of crisis swept through his body.

"You little boy over there, come here, our third brother invites you to join the team."

Wu Luo turned around, only to see the sallow-faced and emaciated tuberculosis ghost staring at a pair of bulging eyes, coughing heart-piercingly after speaking.

Behind him, Qi San crossed his hands in front of his beer belly, his tactical belt almost tied him into a gourd, but he didn't care, he grinned his golden teeth, squinted his eyes, looked past several people, and looked back and forth at Yu Ran , suddenly burst into a greedy smile.

Wu Luo, who had witnessed everything, had one thought now, Yu Ran was over.

It's not new for Qi San to like little boys, but the one who followed him before was always the Jiao Didi type. Wu Fen really didn't expect that this time he changed his taste and became interested in Yu Ran.

No wonder... With the appearance of a young man, few people would not be tempted...

He is clearly a rookie with great potential, but unfortunately, no matter how strong he is, he can't compete with the organization behind Qi San.

"Hey, my third brother invited you!" The tuberculosis ghost raised his eyebrows, "Don't toast and eat fine wine!"

Yu Ran pointed at himself inexplicably: "Me?"

"It's not who you are? Get acquainted yourself and come here!"

As soon as the tuberculosis ghost opened his mouth, Qi San slapped his head, "Be more polite."

"Cough, cough, cough..." He couldn't help coughing, his neck retracted into his collar.

Yu Ran finished watching the farce in boredom, sneered, and was about to leave.

The provocative ridicule was like a needle piercing into Qi San's fragile and sensitive nerves, and he flew into a rage. Few people dared to disobey his words all the time.

But today, he was ignored by this little-known newcomer? !

He waved the consumptive ghost away and stepped forward.

Wu Luo hurriedly smoothed things over: "Third brother, third brother, this guy is a newcomer and ignorant. If you have a lot, please forgive him."

"Newcomer?" Qi San snorted, "Forgive? All right, let him roll over and kneel down to apologize to Lao Tzu! For the sake of his good looks, it's not unforgivable."

Yu Ran stopped suddenly, he turned his head, a layer of ice formed in his eyes.

The irritability of not seeing Yan Shiche is now extremely bad.

Qi San was stunned by this look, shame and anger erupted from his head, he waved his hand violently, "Take him down!"

Behind him were horse boys who wanted to please Qi San, and they immediately surrounded him, wanting to make a move.

Yu Ran's face darkened, and before one of them touched him, he turned around and grabbed Qi San's collar, raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen, while he lost his strength, he turned over with his head and pushed him down on the wasteland. One hand choked his neck tightly, the other locked his arms, and his knees pressed against the vest.

This bastard has nothing but weight.

The horse boys stopped when they saw the boss being arrested, and looked at each other in embarrassment, wondering whether they should move or not.

Wu Luo's expression on the side changed drastically. He didn't know if the live camera was here. If this scene was captured, Yu Ran would really be over.

Qi San's uncle is not a good person, if he knows, Yu Ran will almost be on the wanted list of the whole theater!

Yu Ran's palms began to exert force, Qi San's face was flushed, and he was panting heavily.

"Should I still apologize?" The young man's cold voice was whispering like a devil.

Qi San quickly shook his head: "You can't kill me! You can't kill me! This is against the rules!"

Yu Ran didn't stop.

Qi San snotted and burst into tears, crying, "Wang Dafang! Save me quickly! Sting him with your bee!"

The tuberculosis ghost flinched for a moment, did not dare to move, and said embarrassingly: "San San, San Ge, I dare not sting, poisonous bee stings will kill me, the supervisor will kill, kill me..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I apologize to you!" Qi San felt that his trachea had been squeezed and deformed, and he gurgled twice in his throat, "I beg...you! I was wrong..."

"say sorry."

"Excuse me, cough ho ho... ho..."

Seeing that he was really suffocating, Yu Ran let go of him, wiped his hands on his combat uniform in disgust, and stood up.

He said contemptuously: "If Baida has this strength, then it's time to shuffle the cards."

In the silence, only the sound of Qi San holding his neck and panting.

Yu Ran glanced coldly for a week, then turned and walked towards the desert.

Cheng Xiyou paused, and immediately followed the young man away.Wu Luo stood there for a while, tangled up, gritted his teeth, and chased them in the direction they left.

Qi San sat on the ground panting for a long time, stared at Yu Ran's back resentfully, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

"I want this kid to live or die!"

The author has something to say:

Today is Hot Brother Yu Ran, hehe.

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