The game hall was empty and white.
Yu Tang arrived a little late. After verifying his identity and entering the room, he saw many "players" standing in this seemingly empty venue.
There seemed to be a virtual screen in the air, with a huge bright red countdown.
In three minutes, this round of the game will officially end.
Yu Tang was brought to his seat. Just as he stood still, hysterical shouts exploded at the door.
The one who desperately resisted was a young student. He was held down by several people and was still struggling: "Let me go! I don't want to enter the game. If you let me go, my abilities will be useless..."
His voice echoed in the empty and quiet game hall, but before it could travel far, it was strangely swallowed up by the air.
The "players" stood in their respective positions, and no one talked.
These players all wore identity cards. They were of different genders, ages, identities and occupations. The only thing they had in common was the almost numb and calm expressions on their faces.
In the sea of consciousness, the system has found a complete introduction to the game.
The game is called "Cocoon".
The game will be played regularly, and the content, background and theme of each round are different. There is only one rule to judge: try to survive and use all means to survive to the end.
…
Silence has returned to the game hall.
The young player who tried desperately to escape was unable to succeed, as he was intercepted and forced to prepare to be imported into the game.
The system scanned it and whispered to Yu Tang: "His ability is 'instant memory'."
Each of these players who are about to enter the game has special abilities different from ordinary people.
These people were either forcibly sent to the research institute for transformation like Feng Qing, or they were attracted by the huge reward and voluntarily signed up for transformation, wanting to take a chance in the game.
The mutation of superpowers is random. Some people will gain powerful offensive superpowers, while others will be like that young player, mutating into useless abilities that are almost useless.
But as a price, once you accept the transformation, no matter what superpowers you mutate into, you can no longer quit this game.
How to successfully survive every game and every level, using all means possible to become the one who survives the longest.
How is it in the game
The young player had already foreseen his own end. He collapsed to the ground, his face pale and his body shaking.
No one paid any attention to him, and occasionally someone would glance at him, their eyes acting as if they were looking at a prey waiting to be slaughtered.
"The end point of each round of the game is when the number of survivors is less than ten."
The system read quietly, "Otherwise the game will continue until there are only ten players left."
Each round of the game is full of desperate crises. The environment is extremely harsh, the safe zone for survival will continue to shrink, and there will be a large number of NPCs that may hunt players.
In other words, if you want to end the game as quickly as possible, the players must kill each other and reduce the number of players to less than ten.
Many people have tried to escape. Some people have mutated to develop stealth abilities, and have tried to use their abilities to sneak past guards and hide in a strange place far away.
But until now, no one has succeeded.
Those psychics who tried to escape would be forcibly caught back no matter where they ran to and put back into the game.
… After a long time, no one struggled anymore.
Everyone has tacitly accepted this extremely cruel rule. Regardless of whether they are players who successfully survived the previous round or newly received and transformed mutants, they will be sent back to this game hall to wait for a new game.
On the virtual screen in mid-air, the countdown continued to tick by second by second.
The blinding light enveloped the entire gaming hall.
…
The biting cold instantly enveloped everyone.
The players were all wearing the same matching black T-shirts, trousers, and thin jackets. They were immediately struck by the cold air and their body heat quickly dissipated.
The strong airflow made the skin on people's faces hurt, and the sound of wind rumbled in their ears.
Some people gradually regained their vision from the stimulation of the strong light, and soon some of them realized their current situation and their eyes widened in shock.
… They are falling!
Thick cumulonimbus clouds enveloped everyone, passing through the frozen ice crystals on the top. The clouds below became darker and thicker, and the vision was blocked again, so that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
Huge and heavy thunderclouds collided with each other, flashing dazzling lightning.
The young player screamed in horror: "Help—"
Before he finished speaking, lightning had pierced his chest.
The young player didn't even have time to react. In a dazzling white light, his body was instantly carbonized by the hundreds of millions of cokes of electricity.
The ball of coke continued to fall and turned into a translucent card.
[Short-term memory].
…
Everyone was gripped by fear and panic.
The clouds moved slowly, lightning flashed continuously, and against the dark and gloomy background, the virtual screen still floated steadily and silently in the air.
On the screen, real-time messages are constantly scrolling.
[This time the card is issued faster than before.]
[There is no parachute in this round, airdrop, quite exciting.]
[I finally got the memory card! I wonder if it will be auctioned or drawn by paying real money?]
[Are you still dreaming? Go to the game market and see that the card pool is locked.]
[Locked???]
[The game is temporarily closed for maintenance, and we don’t know when it will be available again.]
[How could this happen? I just topped up some game coins, can I get a refund?]
[Wait for the auction. Even if the card pool is closed, the auction house will still be there.]
[The threshold for entering the auction is too high...]
Yu Tang looked at the message that flashed by and frowned slightly.
The system floated in the sea of consciousness, falling rapidly, looking at the dark land approaching below with fear: "Host Su Su—"
They were falling from a cumulonimbus cloud, and there was a heavy downpour below. In such weather conditions, parachutes, hang gliders and private helicopters were of no use at all.
The system frantically searched the mall, trying to find a product that could deal with this situation.
Yu Tang: "Exchange for a motorcycle."
system:"?"
"Bring a light." Yu Tang hurriedly asked, "Hurry, we don't have much time left."
The system hadn't figured out why the motorcycle was turned on, so it quickly executed the host's instructions with the screen full of snowflakes.
The ground was approaching rapidly in a strong wind with raindrops as big as beans.
The system didn't dare to look anymore and was about to cover the camera when it suddenly froze.
… Feng Qing's body did not fall to the ground as it had imagined. It fell directly to the ground along with the motorcycle and broke into a pile of unrecognizable particles.
On the edge of the dark and steep cliff, gravel was constantly being crushed and falling down, and the motorcycle's tires and the nearly vertical and jagged cliff walls almost produced sparks.
In the sea of consciousness, the skill card that Luo Ran left for them was floating, emitting a faint red light.
…
At the Science Center, they completed the task of sending Wen Er to the end.
Before leaving the book, Luo Ran took out the "Never Fail" skill card and left it to Yu Tang.
Luo Ran was naturally good at this, and it was just a matter of stripping out a skill, and he could learn it again very quickly.
Luo's father helped hold the seat. Luo Ran rode a bicycle for two days, a motorcycle for three days, and took a trip on the grassland on a big red off-road vehicle. He regained all the skills he had lost.
Navigating through the storm was what Luo Ran was best at.
The huge all-terrain motorcycle roared down the cliff, rolling over the sharp and crisscrossing stone teeth. The wheels drew a large arc and braked steadily on the ground.
On the virtual screen, the messages are constantly being updated.
[A hellish situation, b5 and d7 areas are completely wiped out, but unfortunately there are no useful cards left.]
[A-level cards are out, the auction house in G9 area is closed.]
[Why is the A-level ability so useless that it was destroyed in one game?]
[Mind reading, bad luck, it won't work in this environment.]
[Mind reading?! Can I try it at the auction? What if I find a bargain...]
[Wake up, A-level cards are basically hoarded by those big companies, we can’t get them.]
[Zhong San went to the auction house in G9 area. VIPs have the right to intercept, so there is no need to dream.]
[Their company also sent players in this time, right? Did anyone notice the number? If you bet on their company, the players have a good chance of winning.]
[No. 13, card is out, should still be alive.]
[What is superpower?]
[The rain was too heavy to see clearly, it seemed like a motorcycle was summoned anytime and anywhere…]
Yu Tang jumped off the motorcycle.
While watching the live broadcast, spectators will choose their favorite psychics to place bets on, betting on whether these psychics can survive and their points ranking at the end of the game.
Zhong San is Feng Qing's boss and has a VIP seat. He can directly enter the game with absolute safety guarantees and watch these superpowers fighting each other up close.
In the plot they received, Feng Qing was seriously injured and on the verge of death several times, and had to completely dissociate and reassemble his own particles. Zhong San was actually nearby.
The system couldn't figure it out at all: "Host, host, Zhong San is not interested in violence and killing, and doesn't seek excitement. Why did he come to see these in person?"
Yu Tang identified the direction and walked into the depths of the jungle.
He was still not good at kneading plasticine, but fiddling with particles was Electric Storm's strong point.
The rain was getting heavier, and before the cold rain could even touch Feng Qing's body, it was quietly broken down into particles, and then gathered into a thin transparent raincoat.
"He needs to evaluate No. 13's abilities at close range."
Yu Tang said: "To determine the value of No. 13, manipulate the odds of the market, and determine whether it should be recycled into the card pool."
The system was speechless and just flashed a small red light.
… Although the logic makes sense, stating it so bluntly still seems too cold.
In Zhong San's view, No. 13 is a tool, a commodity, and a card.
The dissociation and reorganization of his own particles was not a big deal for Yu Tang, but for Feng Qingyan, it was actually no different from having experienced it once.
Feng Qing wanted to kill himself first and then bring himself back to life.
He lay on the ground, waiting for his body to completely disappear and disintegrate, looking at the figure not far away.
The system asked in a low voice: "Why can't Zhong San go over and help him? Even if you can give him a shot of morphine..."
Yu Tang pushed aside the branches that were blocking his way: "Because in theory, Feng Qing has the ability to absorb particles that belong to others."
The system froze.
It had thought about this question before - the reason why Feng Qing died was because after being reset seventeen times, the particles had dissipated to a point where they were not enough to continue to maintain the existence of this body.
But since Feng Qing can analyze and reconstruct particles, he should be able to seize other people's particles and use them for himself.
"Why didn't Feng Qing do this?" The system asked, "Is it because he himself didn't know? Did Zhong San deliberately hide it from him? He was afraid that he would harm him-"
Yu Tang shook his head: "Feng Qing has always known this."
Just like humans are born with the ability to eat and breathe, when superpowers are generated, the person with superpowers will naturally know how to use them without having to deliberately learn them.
Feng Qing has always known this, but he has never done it before.
The system asked: "When did Feng Qing become aware of the truth?"
Yu Tang did not answer immediately.
He finally found a cave successfully, walked into the depths, and broke down the moisture on his clothes into particles and dispersed them.
There were some dry and stunted trees in the cave. Yu Tang broke off some branches, put them together, and lit a bonfire.
Yu Tang sat down by the campfire and asked an irrelevant question: "When the bureau gave system training, did they explain the different types of internships?"
The system was stunned for a moment: "No... We were assigned as regular employees."
During the internship period, employees will be assigned to different departments uniformly. Only after they pass the internship and become formal employees will they be equipped with the system.
Yu Tang: "It's similar to some human business models, there are two types."
One is for employees to intern before becoming a regular employee. It has basically been confirmed that they will be converted to a regular employee. The internship period is used to familiarize themselves with the work content and master work skills.
One is to enter the clothing bureau for assessment and internship, and if you don't do well, you will pack up and leave.
"The protagonist has several subordinate groups, including the Long Aotian Group and the Slap-the-Face Group."
Yu Tang: "There is also a rebirth group.
Yu Tang took out the milk from his sea of consciousness, put it in a parallelogram-shaped bowl, and heated it up by the campfire.
…
Feng Qing really lived once.
He was really adopted, sent for transformation, taken home by Zhong San, and died at the age of seventeen due to complications from the transformation.
... However, Feng Qing got a chance to be reborn.
The price is to lend your body to the employee who is being assessed, cooperate with the bureau, and complete the assessment internship.
"I said before that the reason why Feng Qing could become the protagonist was because I failed the assessment."
Yu Tang: "My task in that assessment was to absorb the particles of the clock before death and continue to live."
The system was stunned: "How could it be—"
"When Feng Qing was seventeen, he had actually awakened his superpowers. But his superpowers were too powerful and not stable enough, and his body was not strong enough, so he collapsed."
Yu Tang said: "It's actually very simple to survive. All you have to do is absorb particles at a frequency similar to that of other people."
The terminal reset the story, giving Feng Qing a chance to be reborn, but also setting a trap for Feng Qing.
If Yu Tang completed that mission, Feng Qing would still be the protagonist.
He can become the most powerful superpower, can easily pass this death game, and can live forever.
But the terminal missed one point.
Communication between particles can transcend dimensions.
In that book, Yu Tang could not only feel Feng Qingxue's presence, but also hear Feng Qingxue's voice.
…very garrulous.
"I know that's a lot to ask... I know it's yours now."
"I should have saved a lot of money. Look for it. It's all written down in my little notebook." Feng Qing was embarrassed. "I'll give it all to you, okay?"
Feng Qing kept muttering in his ear: "Can you please not absorb this human particle?"
"Let him live."
"Let him live."
The time was reset, and Feng Qing's memory was also cleared.
Although he is still in his own body, he can only wake up rarely to see what others are doing with his body.
The contract signed between the terminal and Feng Qing states that as long as Yu Tang successfully completes the assessment, the body will be returned intact to Feng Qing, making Feng Qing the protagonist of this story.
The terminal told Feng Qing that as long as he became the protagonist, he could have as much money as he wanted.
Feng Qing loves money so much.
Feng Qing gave up this opportunity himself.
He didn't remember anything about the past, and he no longer recognized Zhong San.
Feng Qing was quite happy. He showed the one-inch photo to Zhong San and chatted with Yu Tang: "Do you think he is handsome in this photo? I like him. I like him."
…
"I can pass the test successfully." Yu Tang said, "and I can change Feng Qing's fate."
Until the very end, Feng Qing refused to absorb the particles scattered by the bell.
He was seventeen again. Three years later, he became a supporting role in the story and a commodity and tool in Zhong San's hands.
Feng Qing reorganized himself seventeen times, and his abilities became stronger and stronger. As long as he wanted, he could absorb any life particles nearby at any time, taking the lives of others as nutrients for his own survival.
Zhong San didn't know that the place where he was standing was actually no longer within the safe zone.
…
The system flashed a small red light twice.
The virtual screen was blocked by overlapping clouds and could not be seen clearly for the time being. There was no one around and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a dark and cold rain curtain.