The virtual screen floated in the air, and the scenes of the death of No. 2 and No. 6 were broadcast synchronously and appeared on the screen.
They were the first ones to decide to go into the rain.
No. 2 is good at hiding, and No. 6's ability is to control water. This rain is a unique camouflage for them and also the most suitable hunting ground.
When they met Yu Tang, they had already killed several people with special abilities in the rain.
These people are on the list, and the people who bet on them are not few, but they didn't expect that they would be so easily exposed in this rainstorm.
The messages on the virtual screen flashed rapidly.
[What’s going on? A full hour in the rain counts? ? ]
[What is going on this time? Didn’t they mention announcing the rules of the game? Does this count as a breach of contract?]
[Will the authorities give an explanation?]
[Can I appeal? ? ]
[If the rain doesn't stop, do we have to stop betting? It will take at least an hour for others to get to the safe zone anyway.]
[The quality of this batch is good. They have already reacted and started looking for a place to take shelter from the rain.]
Some people discussed the rules, while others went back to watch the videos of No. 2 and No. 6 and discovered some anomalies that had been overlooked.
[Did anyone notice the number 13 they robbed at the end? Why do I feel like that number 13 was also a full hour old?]
[It was full. It hadn’t rained when he started on the 13th. He didn’t choose to take shelter from the rain and has been in the rain until now.]
[Then why didn't he disappear?]
[Is it related to super powers? Does anyone know what the super powers of No. 13 are?]
[He is a person, he has no game record, and his profile only says he is a B-level physics major. Is it reliable to buy him?]
…
Yu Tang changed direction again according to the map.
As soon as the video broadcast began, he stopped manipulating the water particles and dispersed the colorless film that served as a raincoat.
In the eyes of those who came to watch the live broadcast, he was no different from everyone else.
The thunder gradually became louder, and the wind wrapped in rain was drilling into the clothes. Under the low iron-gray sky, the heavy rain made it impossible to open one's eyes.
The system was a little worried: "Host, is it okay for us to be exposed to rainwater like this?"
"It doesn't matter." Yu Tang needed to verify some conjectures. He let the rain flow down his hair and wiped his face with his hand. "We have enough time."
It takes about ten minutes to get from here to the safe point in area B8.
The maximum duration of continuous contact with rain is one hour. Once he reaches a safe point, he will not need to use his supernatural powers again to block the rain.
As the crisis of the environment continues to approach, the situation of people with special abilities killing each other will only become more and more serious. Feng Qing must calculate his mental strength carefully to prepare for any emergency.
Yu Tang distractedly asked the system: "Have you sent a message to the mall?"
In the sea of consciousness, the system flashed a red light and opened the mall backend: "Sent! Three minutes—"
The system's mechanical sound stopped, and the background was zoomed in and taken a closer look.
The message that should have been delivered in three minutes is still spinning in the sending buffer.
The system felt a little uneasy, and when I opened the purchase interface of the mall, it turned into a gray prompt indicating that the communication connection was interrupted.
The system was a little anxious: "Host..."
"I see." Yu Tang said, "Is there any way to determine the exact time of the disconnection?"
The system was stunned for a moment, and thought carefully: "There is a way. Our system group chat keeps refreshing the screen. I can check when the message record stopped!"
The system replied while quickly calling up the blocked system group chat history: "The last message was at 8 o'clock, and then there was no more news... We must have been disconnected from the network at that time."
Yu Tang nodded.
The system spent a long time repairing the network, and looking at the still interrupted communication, it was filled with guilt: "Host, little blanket—"
"It doesn't matter." Yu Tang said, "Senior Zhan will come."
System: “Why?”
Yu Tang: "Because as long as it is something he promised, Senior Zhan will definitely do it."
The system was stunned.
Yu Tang didn't worry about the blanket and wiped the rain off his face. He handed over the motorcycle racing task to the skill card left by Luo Ran, returned to the sea of consciousness, and flipped through the game's message area.
Although the connection with the headquarters of Chuanshuju was cut off, the network in this world was still available.
Without much effort, Yu Tang broke into the official backend of the game and obtained hundreds of empty accounts that had not been logged in for more than half a year and were about to be cancelled.
The system helped to change the username and password of the account: "Host, what do you want these accounts for?"
"It's better to be prepared." Yu Tang said, "If Zhong San didn't tell Feng Qing, these spectators might not be unwilling to tell him."
He opened a bottle of brain tonic, picked an account at random, and typed a message.
[What's the point of categorizing them into abc? The superpowers are all the same. Buying a level one is crazy and the money is too high.]
As soon as this message was posted, it unsurprisingly attracted a lot of responses.
[From where?]
[If you don’t understand something, don’t talk nonsense. How can a C-level ability be compared to an A-level one?]
[You can register an account, and your right to know is at least level 3, but you don’t even know this?]
[Another person who didn’t read the introduction carefully. It’s a waste to give people like you the right to know. You might as well be feeding bugs…]
The system detects the key words: "Host—"
Yu Tang bit the straw of the refreshing brain tonic solution and nodded.
The methods of provoking conflict were similar. Yu Tang changed a group of small accounts and left messages at different times.
The information revealed during the quarrel was scattered. Yu Tang and the system sorted it out together, picked out the key points and pieced them together, and successfully summarized the general complete content.
—At present, all mutated superpowers, whether they are of the physical or psychological type, are special abilities triggered by mental power after the brain area mutates.
These superpowers are divided into S, A, B, and C types according to the level of mental strength.
Level C is the most basic of all classifications. The mental power will acquire some special properties. It is this mutated property that leads to the emergence of people with special abilities.
For those who enter level B, as their mental power continues to increase, the range of their abilities begins to expand. This range is called a "field."
Feng Qing was only a B-level mutant in the end. After the last reorganization, the limit of his ability was an entire circle with himself as the origin and a radius of seventeen meters.
All solid objects within this circle can be analyzed into particles by him and reassembled at will.
Most people with special abilities will remain at level B throughout their lives, but level A people are precious because they can formulate and assign rules to this "field" based on their own abilities.
As for the S-level superpower, it is still just a legendary level.
Many people firmly believe that there must be a mutant who has evolved to S-level, but until now, there is still no strong enough official evidence to prove this.
The system sorted out this paragraph, and after reading it several times, I still couldn't understand it: "Host, what does it mean to make rules?"
Yu Tang did not answer immediately.
He sorted out the confidential classification of these supernatural powers that Feng Qing had completely dissipated in the end and was not qualified to know, handed them over to the system, and exited the sea of consciousness and returned to reality.
The little red card has safely transported them to the safe point in area B8.
Before their eyes was a villa in the woods.
Perhaps because we had spent too long in the woods, the outer walls of the villa were now covered with ivy, the green leaves washed spotlessly clean by the rain, covering the neatly arranged red brick walls.
The courtyard was clean and quiet, without the expected fighting and quarreling.
The large bronze door engraved with intricate patterns was open, and the gravel road extended all the way to the main entrance of the villa.
The system asked quietly: "Host, will we be the first to arrive?"
Yu Tang stopped his motorcycle: "No."
They are not very close to here.
Yu Tang noticed that when the psychics were forced to move, there were already some surviving psychics in area B8, and the nearest one was only ten minutes' walk away from this safe spot.
Even if there was a serious fight on the road, it would not be his turn to ride a motorcycle all the way to pick up the spoils.
Yu Tang put the motorcycle into his sea of consciousness and was about to check the surroundings when he suddenly heard a voice coming from not far away.
The system failed to issue a warning in time for the second time, and was somewhat stunned: "What's going on? Another hidden ability..."
Yu Tang looked back.
The one who called him was a young man wearing glasses. He came out of the sentry box and walked up to Yu Tang and asked, "Are you number 13?"
Yu Tang raised his head and looked at him.
"Don't be nervous, I'm number 39. When the death scenes of numbers 2 and 6 were played, we saw you on the virtual screen."
The young man said, "You are a good person. No. 6 treated you like that, but you still reminded them to take shelter from the rain."
Yu Tang looked into the villa and asked, "Is this safe spot yours?"
Yu Tang collected his thoughts, entered Feng Qing's role, and took a step back: "Don't worry, I have a motorcycle, I can leave right away-"
The young man laughed: "No, come in."
He took the initiative to turn around and lead Yu Tang inside: "You are a young man, right? It's normal for young people to be nervous. You'll get used to it."
Yu Tang asked, "Aren't you going to kill me?"
"There are only a few of us in total, and even with you there are less than ten of us... We have to survive as long as we can. We'll talk about it after 13 hours."
The young man smiled and said, "You can't just kill him when you see him. Once you enter this door, maybe someone who knows you will come back."
Yu Tang: "I came here by myself, no one knows me."
The young man was noncommittal: "Who can say for sure about fate?"
Yu Tang stopped at the door of the villa and looked up.
"I have to go back to stand guard. You have to stand guard too when you come. It's a 59-minute rotation. Go to the pavilion over there where it won't get wet in the rain. Remember to walk back and forth when you're on guard."
The young man said, "There's no one here now. Everyone has gone out to find something to eat. You can rest on the first floor for a while. I'll contact the leader."
Yu Tang thanked him.
The young man waved his hand and said, "We won't announce the rules this time. Everyone has suffered a lot, so I'll help if I can."
Yu Tang asked: "Should we announce the rules?"
"That's what it said when I signed the contract," the young man said. "Every time you enter the game, the rules of the game will be announced first, and then they will take effect."
The young man smiled bitterly: "But we don't have the conditions to appeal... Those who lost money on bets and the company will probably appeal."
"If the appeal is successful, this round of the game can be suspended." The young man said, "I hope we can survive with this luck."
Yu Tang dropped his gaze.
The young man said nothing more and opened the door for Yu Tang: "Okay, there is a dryer in the basement, remember to dry yourself, otherwise it will turn into water."
Yu Tang paused for a few seconds and walked into a safe spot.
The door of the villa slowly closed behind him.
Compared to the mottled exterior walls, the villa is well maintained, as if someone has always lived there.
The hall on the first floor was very spacious, with wooden planks emitting a faint pine scent. In the fireplace in the corner, warm firelight shone through the copper carved fence.
Yu Tang shook off the raindrops on his body and clothes, walked to the window, and let them out through the half-open window.
In the sentry box not far from the window, the young man was skillfully operating the dryer that was moved out of the villa to dry the moisture on his body.
These water vapors still belong to the cumulonimbus cloud. If they are not dried in time, they will be assimilated by the environment after an hour even if they are not continuously exposed to rain.
If this rainstorm does not stop, it will be the most severe challenge for all the superpowers.
Yu Tang rummaged through the warehouse in his sea of consciousness, took out a box of milk, inserted a straw, and took a sip.
"Host." The system was a little happy. "The people in area B8 look pretty good..."
Yu Tang said nothing, closed the window, walked to the sofa and sat down, waving at the fire in the fireplace.
Red-hot sparks jumped out of the fireplace, lined up neatly, extending horizontally and vertically, overlapping and interweaving, flowing with warm light.
These lines blocked the entire sofa, and the firelight passed through the empty hall, briefly shining for a moment, then quietly dimmed and disappeared into the air.
The system was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Host?"
Yu Tang took out his work notes from his sea of consciousness, tore off a sticky note, folded it into a paper airplane and threw it out.
As soon as it touched the fire lines that were already hidden in the air, the paper airplane quickly caught fire and turned into ashes in mid-air.
Yu Tang swept the ash particles into the fireplace: "I want to watch the video of this morning again."
The system has been synchronously recording all the live broadcast content. Upon hearing this, it turned on the screen: "There are a total of nineteen. Which area do you want to watch?"
"Just play them together, at 1x speed..." Yu Tang thought for a moment, "3x speed, so I can watch them more carefully."
system:"… "
The electronic storm's ability to receive information has long since evolved to its limit after swallowing up massive amounts of information. In comparison, even the terminal might inevitably be inferior.
The system spread out the live broadcast video and clicked play at once.
Yu Tang closed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa in the corner, and completely gathered his mind back into his sea of consciousness.
…
The world they live in did not have the rules of assimilation from the beginning.
It was nine o'clock when Yu Tang went back to grab the blanket. The mattress and the thin blanket had just completed the final petrification together - according to the rules, working backwards from this point in time, one hour later, it was exactly the beginning of assimilation.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
"The rain stopped at exactly eight o'clock."
The system said: "So at that time, not many people realized that even rain could assimilate people."
Yu Tang looked at the light screen, dragged the progress bar back and forth, and clicked to enlarge the image in area C5.
Area C5 is already at the edge of the forest. Psychic No. 19 stumbled out of the forest and wanted to stop to rest, but he bumped head-on into a person who was running over.
No. 19’s ability is teleportation. He didn’t dare to relax. He gritted his teeth, dodged and pinned the man down.
The man was also wearing the black T-shirt and trousers that were uniformly distributed to all players, and he looked flustered and said, "Let me go, let me go, and I'll tell you a secret!"
The man was pale and trembling, and he whispered quickly: "This world will eat people. If you stop for more than an hour, you will be swallowed by this world..."
No. 19 was a little confused and thought that the other person was just another wimp who was scared crazy because he was forced into the game, so he pushed him away.
The system carefully compared the facial data and was somewhat surprised: "Host, he is not a player!"
"He's not a player." Yu Tang nodded, "He's an NPC who's here to announce the rules."
system:"??"
Yu Tang clicked on the time on the progress bar.
It was exactly eight o'clock when the man said the last word.
The game did not violate the contract, it just changed the way of announcing the rules.
If players still want to know the rules of the game, they must actively trigger the interaction with the NPC.
But no one can guarantee whether the NPC will tell the rules or kill the player directly - what's more, if a player gets the information, it is impossible for him to tell everyone at the same time.
But the game has announced its rules after all, so neither the spectators who place bets nor the companies that select the players have any way to file a complaint, let alone force a stop to the game.
This is a complete conspiracy.
The next abnormality from this world will probably happen quietly before the rules are issued to everyone.
…
Yu Tang clicked on another clip and was about to speak when his mind was suddenly pulled back to the real world by a force.
The wind chimes hanging in the sea of consciousness rang crisply.
A bright blue card emerged.
Shi Ji had long wanted to leave him a farewell gift, but fearing that Yu Tang would disagree, he teamed up with the Dolphin and the system to secretly hide the fighting cards inside the wind chime.
The fighting card was automatically triggered by the crisis and urgently took over Feng Qing's body.
Yu Tang turned sharply, raised his elbow to protect his body, and the dagger he had drawn out from his sea of consciousness slid along his wrist into his palm, and the sharp blade with a chill air went across the man's throat.
The other person grabbed his arm and took the dagger out of his hand.
Yu Tang made a few moves with the dagger in his palm, then pulled it back deftly. He twisted his body to avoid the opponent's grip and raised his hand to chop at the side of the opponent's neck.
There was nothing wrong with Shi Ji's fighting skills, but Feng Qing lacked strength. After being chopped by him, the opponent only staggered half a step in pain and then stood firm again.
Yu Tang: “…”
Fighting Card probably didn't expect this. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and tried to roll behind the sofa.
The person who came was faster than him. He protected his shoulders with one hand, gently pulled him back and put him on the sofa.
Yu Tang frowned and raised his eyes.
Zhan Chen half-knelt on the sofa and handed the small blanket to Yu Tang.
He was wearing the same black T-shirt and trousers as the players. He probably just got here, and he felt a little cool from the rain.
The blanket was warm and soft, and it was obvious that it had been carefully placed next to the body, without being soaked by any rain.
He held the side of his neck that had just been hit by a palm, sighed, chuckled a little helplessly, but the expression on his brows was very indulgent and gentle.
Zhan Chen reached out and touched Yu Tang's hair: "What's wrong? Didn't you ask me to deliver the goods?"