boom.
Bang bang.
The sound of the ball bouncing echoed on the empty street again.
Everyone also found their voices again.
"Do not make jokes."
"Who's going to die, you?"
They sneered at the suggestion and quarreled again. Regina rubbed her forehead and interrupted their free discussion: "If you don't mind, let me tell you what I think. There is also a way to keep the ball in contact with the ground for a longer period of time - we can control its height. .Every time it attacks a target, it needs a bounce space to accumulate power. The higher it bounces, the greater the gravity blow when it falls. In other words, if we can lock it in a small space, it will not be able to bounce. The attack power released will be minimized. If the barrier is strong enough and it cannot be broken through in a short period of time, we will have enough time to obtain weapons."
"I support this proposal."
"Yes, yes, but where are we going to find such a space?"
"The most difficult problem is that it is for players and will not jump into a trap for no reason. We still need a bait."
Regina glanced at the players with different thoughts and replied one by one: "The space can be used in these houses. With so many of us, we should be able to create a suitable space. So we need other players to dribble the ball first."
No one has any objection to this point. They all have to contribute. Although the person carrying the ball is dangerous, they can also take the opportunity to explore the distribution of weapons on the entire street. They have an advantage over those who create logistics space. Besides, as long as there are people They will chase the ball when it moves. They can take turns dribbling the ball in batches and have ample rest time.
Therefore, everyone put forward grouping requirements based on their own abilities.
Regina assigned Abe to the "running with the ball" group, and Simmons naturally followed Abe.
"As for the bait..."
Regina looked at Simmons.
Of the bunch, Simmons was clearly the fastest.
The "bait" requires faster reaction time, can leave the small door after entering the space, and trap the ball inside. Once it cannot leave in time, it will be eliminated.
Simmons crossed his arms and sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool? I won't go." He put his bets on Abe and immediately showed a bad attitude towards the other leader to show his innocence. and loyalty.
Although he didn't know whether Abe had cracked the mystery.
And to be honest, Regina's ideas and methods are remarkable. The most rare thing is that she can bring a plate of scattered sand together in a short time. If Abe hadn't left such a deep impression on him in the last game, He might just follow her bet.
Regina no longer pressed. Just as she was about to consider going into battle herself, someone volunteered. He is the quick-tempered player, his speed is second only to Simmons, and he is indeed a good choice.
everything's ready.
This time everyone had a purpose and couldn't help but speed up their movements. Things went very smoothly. Some people took turns to take the ball away. Others took this opportunity to choose a shop with a narrow space and pried off the roofs of other houses to temporarily use it as a "box lid" to close the ball when it was put into the urn. Human power traps it inside.
However, something suddenly happened on the other side.
The rules they set were to start from the center of the commercial street and run a full circle before changing people. This street is neither short nor long, and going back and forth almost reaches the limit of my physical strength.
Just when the shift was handed over, the impatient player who was the "bait" suddenly got angry and pushed the player who had just finished running, sending him directly in front of the ball. The player was already half dead from exhaustion after running all the way. Before he could get up and run away, he was crushed to death by the ball.
And he himself had already spotted the location of the weapon, and while the ball was in contact with the ground, he immediately ran towards the weapon!
The team was in an uproar.
At this moment, a piece of paper was blown by the wind and hit him in the face!
He suddenly lost direction and fell to the ground. He stood up and rushed towards the weapon but missed and fell into the window.
The window glass shattered with a crash.
In the team, Simmons was shocked by Abe's unique skill. She didn't know when she had the "Tanwan Island Tourist Handbook" in her hand, and as soon as she saw "Mutiny", she tore out a page and held it with her fingers. There was a loose movement, as if it had been blown away by the wind inadvertently.
It's not hard to hit the target with a heavy object, but a page
Even if it was a tailwind, how could she know that this direction would hit the opponent's face exactly
"Ah..." Abe looked down and said, "I still have use for that page."
Simmons' eyes were shining, eager and positive: "I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up!"
Abe walked to the front. The man who fell on the broken glass of the window struggled to get up, and she stepped on him and pressed down on his neck. The artery in his neck was close to the triangular glass shard standing on the window frame. "Don't move." Abe rubbed his toes.
The man froze.
The other players had already been frightened and angry, and now they gathered around and yelled at him.
"Let the ball hit him!"
"brute!"
"Does anyone really dare to believe that proposal?"
They couldn't believe what would happen if they were the one who dealt with him. There were also people among them who were moved by the proposal, but some did not dare to put it into practice, and some had not had time to do it. Now that they saw his end, they cursed very loudly in order to cover up their guilty conscience.
The man listened in horror to the sound of the ball hitting the ground, and his whole body began to tremble as he thought of the tragic death of others.
The calls for "let the ball hit him to death" are getting more and more intense!
"No." Abe shook his head to stop them, "Let the captain handle it."
Simmons, who came back from picking up the paper, was stunned. She called Regina captain, was she trying to support her
You must know that even those who have always supported Regina do not directly call her captain. After all, they are all respectable anchors, and no one wants to be second to others.
They changed positions and replaced people to dribble the ball, while others were asked to find Regina. Regina quickly arrived and listened to the cause and effect, and was also opposed to sending him to "feed the ball" directly.
Someone said: "Most of us have gone back and forth to find out where weapons appear most often. Wouldn't it save more time and effort?"
It has to be said that this is the real reason why most people call for his death.
But without Regina opening her mouth, there were relatively sensible people who objected:
"No, there's not enough time."
"The weapon will be refreshed. What he just found is the easiest place to refresh. It's good luck to encounter it."
"No wonder he had to apply for two rounds as a 'bait' and didn't know how to save energy. I guess if he couldn't do it once, he might try a second time."
"From the perspective of data calculation, the planning will not allow us to easily obtain the weapons, but the time to die is really too short. Probably only a small number of people will be lucky enough to "keep" the weapons."
"Unless two people die in a row."
After such an argument emerged, Regina finally stepped forward and said, "That's enough. No matter how many people die, we can't fill this hole. This is not a normal way to solve the problem at all."
This is why she doesn't recommend sending people to "feed balls". Although it relieves anger, it will make everyone's nerves more tense.
And now is not the time to create panic.
She knew very well that if there were one, there would be two, and she had to curb this momentum, so she asked this person: "Are you going to quit on your own, or are you going to wait for me to take action?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
The man was already shouting eagerly: "I quit! I quit!"
They didn't react until he quickly applied to withdraw from the competition and disappeared out of thin air.
They have been dominated by the fear of chasing the ball, and they can't help but forget that although they are fighting for survival, they are in another space and can return to the real and peaceful world at any time.
The other people's nerves relaxed a little, and the situation was no longer so tense.
Abe has some regrets.
This is actually a good opportunity to establish your authority. The best option is to kill him with your own hands and shock others. It was indeed the stupidest decision to let him be killed by the ball, but it was better to keep these people's strings tight. Once they were loosened, it would not be conducive to Regina's control of the team.
Her idea was quickly confirmed.
The trap has been set, and another "bait" is chosen to take over and carry the ball until the ball jumps into the trap they have prepared. These steps all go very smoothly.
There was a gap when the ball hit it, and the "bait" ran out of the small door in time. When the ball tried to jump up again, it was completely covered by the people squatting on the roof with the dismantled roof.
"Covering the lid" requires a lot of strength, as well as quick eyesight and quick hands.
Everyone else was sweating as they watched.
But the ball was blocked.
I only heard a "dong" sound as it bounced to the roof, but did not break through.
The laughter belonging to the children in the sky stopped, and it seemed to have a deflated mouth and made a little whining sound, as if it was about to cry.
The players couldn't help but be overjoyed and immediately searched for weapons around them.
But they searched for a long time, but they didn't see even a shadow of the places where weapons were frequently refreshed. Everywhere they could see on the street, front, back, left, and right, had been dug out with their eyes. Nothing, not at all.
Could it be...that it really only works when it kills people
At this moment, the "dong dong" sound became violent, but it did not come from the roof. The wall facing the street began to tremble, and the powder on the wall fell rustling down.
It turned out that everyone was worried that the ball had not been trapped for long, and it was not far away when searching.
Now the faces of these people changed with shock, and just as they made a move to escape, suddenly the huge rubber ball collapsed the wall, rushed into the street, and crushed these people. Their flesh and blood seemed to have been squeezed out all of a sudden, exuding a strong fishy smell.
The other players were frightened and their minds went blank for a moment.
In the shop where the ball rolled out, the lower bricks and upper tiles were all intact, but the front and back space was larger than its diameter. At this moment, the tables and chairs in the house, the glass in the kitchen, and the cooking table were all crushed into powder.
Not only can it hit people with gravity, it can also accumulate force by rolling forward and backward.
"1, 2, 3..." Someone happened to avoid a disaster, counting the people who were killed in his mind, and asked excitedly in fear, "The dead people, have the things come out?!"
Some people were afraid of affecting the audience's perception, so they shouted at the speaker: "It's nothing to die for, it's just offline."
As for whether these people feel pain before "death", what does it matter if they feel some pain? If you're afraid of pain, don't come to the competition.
They never thought that although this was not reality, it was also related to their nervous system. Excessive pain would cause irreparable damage to the nerves.
The joy of impending victory overwhelmed them.
"Over there, there's es-3 over there!"
"And WW-7, the gravity water impact gun, ah, this is what I want most!"
Everyone rushed towards the desired and approaching weapon.
But before they could get closer, the air where these weapons were located was distorted, and their outstretched hands only touched the air. Someone stumbled forward and looked at his hands in disbelief.
On the street, the ball jumped up again like a nightmare.
How can it be
How can it be? ! !
"The ball just kept rolling on the ground, right?!"
"No, there's something wrong..."
"Why do I feel that this damn ball has nothing to do with the appearance of weapons!"
The contestant who was exhausted but had done a useless job was filled with resentment. Regardless of the halo of popular contestant above Regina's head, he immediately asked her: "Did you lie to us?"
From the beginning, it was Regina who concluded the connection between the ball and the weapon, and it was she who proposed this method. Regardless of whether they were incompetent before and could only support her decision, they could not help but vent their resentment at this moment. On her.
Regina's face didn't look good either. Just when she was about to speak, she heard a light and jumping girl's voice next to her: "She didn't lie to you. It was actually him who lied to you." She pointed at Simmons. .
Simmons was stunned when his name was pointed out.
"In the beginning, he brought the news that the weapon was related to the ball, so we speculated along his lines, right?"
"Yes."
"That's right. He obviously brought the ball and said the words. We were all deceived by him."
"This guy doesn't want to use the ball to kill us all..."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was furious.
Abe sighed: "In short, we were indeed led in the wrong direction, but that person was not Regina."
Regina's shoulder line relaxed a little, and she nodded to Abe with recognition and thanks.
Abe looked at these people and sighed in his heart. She couldn't help it. Now the team was in danger, and she had to fix the loopholes. The best way for a team to have cohesion is to have "foreign enemies" that can be defended together.
Of course, she doesn't believe that anyone will always be on the same side as her.
Unless he stands on the opposite side of everyone.
Abe noticed Simmons' focused gaze and couldn't help but smile at him.
It seemed to be easy to use, so she had to do something first before she could use it with confidence.
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