Hyperreal board game

The two were tensely defending, but they relaxed when they saw two figures appearing on the other side of the road.

The two familiar figures didn't seem to move much, they shortened the distance in an instant, and stood in front of An Ge.

As for Hei Yan... the moment he discovered the identity of the person who came, he had already fled to hide behind the iron rooster's feet.

Although the two people who came here have something in common like brothers when they look at each other separately - such as shaggy beards, lazy and tired looks, and a dead house posture that seems to be relaxed, they can't find any opportunities to take advantage of. .

One can't help but wonder if after living in the board game system for a long time, they will all become like this, even the postures of their weak cigarettes are so similar.

However, the style of clothing is still the same. Zhang Hong is dressed like a malnourished Roman elder, wearing a crown of dark golden laurel leaves, and the white toga looks more and more crumpled on his thin body. The sense of majesty and sacredness on the statue of Julius Caesar.

Only on the left shoulder, the ruby ​​lock used to fix the toga robe still has the style of an extremely rare prop.

Cui Datong, who was walking with him, was still wearing the flying fish costume he had seen in the mod, walked over absent-mindedly with a cigarette in his mouth and nodded to An Ge, like an extra actor fishing.

Zhang Hong stood still, sighed when he took down the cigarette, and said to An Ge: "Tell your friend not to hide, we don't have time to catch him at this time."

Hei Yan cautiously poked his head out from behind the iron rooster's drooping tail feathers: "What about after that?"

Zhang Hong shook the cigarette ash lazily: "Although I'm too lazy to take care of it, I can't violate the rules... It depends on your performance, if you don't commit crimes, no one will care about you."

Before Hei Yan said anything, An Ge made a promise: "I will watch him when I have time, let's talk about the business first."

He also carried a tablet in his carry-on bag, and brought out the pictures taken from the reconnaissance video and partially enlarged pictures for the two of them to see, and he also shared his guess.

Zhang Hong nodded: "Speaking of talisman formations, Mr. Cui is an expert, take a look."

He put the tablet in front of Cui Datong.

Cui Datong was still careless before, and he read the pictures one by one while muttering: "Earth element manipulation, small dissociation technique... This is not a talisman array...Huh?"

As he was talking, his eyes suddenly widened, and the decadent atmosphere that lingered all over his body was swept away. He snatched the tablet from Zhang Hong's hand, and observed each one intently: "The whole is the structure of the talisman array. The details are filled with Western Fantasy magic... It's so ingenious, so delicate, it's like a work of art, I don't know who designed it, but the designer is a genius! Of course it's worse than me."

Zhang Hong chuckled: "If there is no last sentence, I will believe it. Stop bragging. Hurry up. What's the use?"

Cui Datong's eyes seemed to be glued to the tablet screen, he sighed in admiration, and then said: "This thing is amazing, it's not so much a talisman array, it's more like a ceremony, when it starts up, these items that participated in the construction and are in the ceremony All the players who left their personal spiritual power or magic power in it will be killed. Then the drawn magic power will be gathered here first—from here to here, there are 66 earth element summoning arrays, but they are not complete, so the summoned earth element It won't take shape, but it will grow by orders of magnitude, which means..."

Zhang Hong rubbed his forehead: "I'm in a hurry, speak human words!"

Only then did Cui Datong come back to his senses, and smiled shyly: "Oh, I'm sorry, old problem. Simply put, if the whole set of rituals are activated, it will cause a major earthquake. According to this scale... at least eight on the Richter scale."

Zhang Hong and An Ge gasped one after another.

Cui Datong sighed: "These people, what are you doing wrong? You have to study this kind of messy stuff. It's fine if some people are disobedient and can't be convinced. What's the point of mass destruction?"

"It makes sense," An Ge was thinking about things, and subconsciously answered, seeing the weird expressions of the two elder brothers, he explained, "No... I mean, they might have a purpose... Expand Players, there is no better candidate than Survivor."

The magnitude of the Great Kanto Earthquake was 7.6, and the number of deaths and missing persons exceeded 14 according to public figures.

There has been no earthquake record in Changsheng City since ancient times, and the citizens have never had relevant crisis awareness for generations. Coupled with the dense population, if there is a magnitude 20 or stronger earthquake, the number of casualties will only be more. Correspondingly, If there is no injury in this disaster, it can be said to be as lucky as a d20 casting a perfect score of [-] points.

Then, these lucky ones will be selected by the board game system.

From this point of view, it seems that quotation marks should be added around the word "lucky".

An Ge smiled: "It's like killing two birds with one stone, eliminating the enemy, and developing it along the way... What should this be called? The source of new human beings?"

Zhang Hong sighed and sent a message: "Don't worry about such trivial things as naming, I informed the special committee, our plan here is a two-pronged approach, on the one hand, gather experts to study methods to invalidate the ceremony, on the other hand, send people to destroy The degree of completion of the ceremony. Datong, I hope you can also tell Mina that we need assistance."

Cui Datong nodded and began to contact Mina.

Zhang Hong said: "Don't stay here anymore, low-level players are protected, follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, An Ge suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally here...I'll do a task first."

Zhang Hong hadn't recovered yet, but An Ge's whole body was emitting white light, and he disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

This matter starts a little earlier.

When An Ge was surrounded in the villa, Yue Zimo happened to walk into the welcoming hall of the arena.

The front hall with the huge crystal chandelier is already very spacious, and after passing through the front hall, you enter the reception hall which is no less than a large shopping mall.

The ceiling is more than 20 meters high. On the curved ceiling, it looks like a church. There are golden oil paintings, depicting blue sky, white clouds and wings... small meatballs.

Surrounded by the little meatballs, there is a suspiciously shaped monster formed by the convergence of countless twisted lines. The two eyes are located on the two meatballs, and the bright yellow twisting and wide lines stretch out like tentacles. Like dancing.

Look carefully at the end of each tentacle and there are all kinds of items entangled: knives, forks and chopsticks for eating, pots and plates, strainers for noodles, a green onion, a handful of coriander, etc., adding a little festiveness to the solemn hall color.

The edge of the painting is surrounded by several big golden characters in a ring: My Lord is adding, My Lord is not blurring.

Before entering the elevator, Yue Zimo took a moment to carefully appreciate the fresco on the ceiling, and whistled with a smile: "So you believe in the God of Flying Noodles? You can't tell."

Gao Xueya glanced at him, and smiled casually: "Oh, that one, it was painted by a friend of my brother. This place originally copied the style of the Sistine Chapel, and the painting on it is Genesis, Then it was changed by that sister to what it is now, and everyone likes it."

Yue Zimo nodded: "This sister is interesting, what about her?"

The elevator door opened, Gao Xueya obviously didn't have the concept of politeness, went in and waited for him, and said, "I heard that he died half a year ago."

He spoke as calmly as the weather forecast, but Yue Zimo sighed: "It's a pity."

Gao Xueya's eyes were strange: "No way, you are too sentimental, you have never seen it before, and you feel sorry for each other, why didn't you see it before."

Yue Zimo: I'm not, I don't!

But it can also be seen from this that in Gao Xueya's mind, he really thinks that a dead person is not worth even a sigh.

They went up from the elevator to the VIP room on the tenth floor. The layout was quiet and comfortable, with elegant light gray wallpaper and beige furniture, and a small bar.

The entire wall opposite the entrance is made of glass windows protruding outwards, and looking out is an arena the size of half a football field.The ground is a cracked stone slab, presumably it has experienced a lot of fierce battles.

Gao Xueya looked at his watch and said, "The first match starts at ten o'clock, and I still have some work to do. You can watch it first. I'll come back to accompany you when I'm done. If you need anything, just ring this bell."

Yue Zimo thanked him, asked a few innocuous questions, then closed the door and sat down by himself.

He first laid out a bunch of snacks, put the lop-eared rabbit doll on his lap, opened a can of white peach oolong tea, and then casually looked around the room.

There were no monitors, or, in other words, no signs of being watched.

Not long after sitting there, a bunny girl with a whole body in black appeared on the arena, even the ears and tail of the bunny were black.

Her slender arms held up a LCD screen, with colorful LED lights flickering on the edge, and green characters on a black background on the screen, which was exactly the same as the style of the maintenance space. The upper and lower lines read: Turn1; Round1.

The display screen hanging on the opposite side of the sofa lists more detailed data, including the IDs, levels, occupations, main skills, and past records of both contestants.

But Yue Zimo wasn't thinking about the game, so he looked at it casually for a while, then stuffed the rabbit doll into the pocket of his sweater, pushed the door and walked out.

Outside the VIP room is a corridor leading to the lounge, reception area, and entertainment area.The level of the first game was too low, many VIPs didn't bother to watch it, and went out of the VIP room to take a walk outside, or meet and chat with friends.

Yue Zimo took a few glances, then walked slowly along the corridor to the door of the fire escape, pushed the door, and it was indeed locked.It's not legal, but people who want to come to the club don't care about fire regulations.

After confirming that there was no one around, Yue Zimo took out a dark ice cream stick-shaped thing from the package, and poked it into the keyhole.

The ice cream stick changes along the lock teeth, and it opens with a click and a twist.

[The □□ of the Thief King: Bet on the dignity of the Thief King!There is no door in the world that I cannot enter.Regardless of the principles of the world, the magical key that can be opened as long as there is a lockhole exists, it is so convenient to use it to do bad things. 】

This is a golden prop, which was lent by Mina in friendship.

Yue Zimo went into the stairwell, and shook the two long ears of the lop-eared rabbit a few times: "Come out!"

The rabbit doll was thrown back and forth by him, but it was still a soft puppet, motionless.

Yue Zimo changed to pinch the doll's neck, "Hurry up, I'm going to dismantle you?"

The rabbit doll still didn't respond.

Yue Zimo tried his best for a few minutes, but there was no effect, and he lowered his head dejectedly: "It's you."

He closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, he was full of anger. The palm of his hand holding the puppet started to smoke, and the pink and fluffy fabric of the puppet was immediately scorched.

The two ears of the rabbit doll pricked up.

In the next second, it exploded in his hands.

However, there was no broken cloth or any filling in the exploded part, only snow-white smoke.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Yue Zimo Li appeared in front of him. The young man sitting on the ground blankly hadn't recovered from the novel experience yet.

However, before he could speak, Yue Zimo Li's gaze shifted to the top of his head, and then he laughed unscrupulously while pointing at his head.

The author has something to say: So An Ge is responsible for killing 2333