White seagulls flew across the blue sea in front of Tanwan Island, making loud and clear calls. Along the line between sea and sky, the tide rises and falls gently, stroking the golden beach.
The camera is like being caught by the sharp claws of a seabird, and it suddenly dives from the sea through the forest at high speed, rushing in front of the contestants.
There was a one-sided massacre going on. A man with flying red hair smashed another contestant's skull into pieces with one punch. The horrific head depression made the audience's teeth sore. Several other people lurking around took this opportunity to discover the red-haired man's flaw. Their excitement and fear made them forget their original plan and suddenly shot the target.
Otto had identified their location as soon as they made a slight scraping sound.
He allowed the bullets to hit his body and endured the suffocation caused by the special bullets. The torture that would cause normal people extreme pain did not change his expression in any way. He licked his teeth, like a large beast cleaning the bits of meat between his teeth, preparing to enjoy the next gluttonous feast.
The player who ambushed him finally felt scared. Thinking of his companion's fate, the hand holding the gun began to tremble: "I, I, I, don't kill me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow fell on him.
After Otto used cruel methods to eliminate these so-called elites from each planet, he glanced at the "Tanwan Island Tourist Manual" that these people threw on the ground before they died. A total number appeared on the top of the island map, recording The number of survivors on the island.
"Um?"
On the other side, a report that the number of survivors was decreasing appeared over Tanwan Island. People who are fighting may miss the information, but players who happen to be in the middle of the battle can hear it clearly.
"There are fewer people." A weak-looking woman in a light yellow dress said softly, "The last count was still 734, 165 people less."
The broadcast will only be broadcast when the number of people changes significantly, so the broadcasts that are only a few minutes apart immediately attracted the attention of the players. She opened the tourist brochure. Each icon on the map had detailed numbers recording the number of survivors in this area.
Among these inconspicuous numbers, Nicole clearly pointed out what had changed, "It was the mass death incident that occurred in the 'babyvillage'. It was most likely a group killing, otherwise it would not be enough to kill people in a short period of time." Such a high number of deaths.”
"Indeed, there are not many strong individual players. The red-haired one is the closest, but according to the estimated progress, he should still be in 'nightcapport' now, one step behind us, so it shouldn't be him."
"I suspect it's Regina."
"She has a good mind, but her skills are average... We do not rule out the possibility that she has obtained a powerful weapon."
What Nicole wanted to hear wasn't speculative feedback from these people; she was waiting for the central figure in the team to make a decision. Nicole raised her eyes and looked at the silver-haired man not far in front of her. "Lucas?"
Lucy played with the WF-3 gun in her hand and looked absently into the distance, as if she didn't hear what the others were saying.
It wasn't until Nicole asked him that he inserted the gun into the black armband tied between his arms and looked away, "Sooner or later we will fight. Let's go to the next supply point."
Will they fight sooner or later
Nicole noticed the hidden meaning in his words, that is to say, he did not agree with her judgment. He determined that the change in death data this time had nothing to do with large-scale killings, but was caused by a single person. Who is it
Some players from the Capital Stars followed behind them.
They were like a well-trained team. When they left, they left only ruins behind them. The land was stained red with blood. Apart from them, there was no sound. You can imagine what kind of fierce battles there have been here.
At this time, the culprit of the mass death incident was suffering from "blood loss".
"There is actually a hidden health bar in this game." Simmons, who was exploding for Abe, showed a speechless expression. "Why didn't the program team say hello in advance, and the game manual didn't write it clearly."
Abe slowly took a bite of the apple picked from the tree to replenish his strength.
She has become accustomed to the existence of these hidden conditions. In the last live broadcast, Izawa analyzed for her that every game has hidden data that supports the rules on the surface. It's just that this time the rules of the game are mainly about combat, and she lacks restraints. It feels like she has returned to the garbage planet. She forgets about it for a while, until after the ending, she suddenly receives a clear signal of physical weakness.
It turned out that she was slightly injured when she jumped out of the plane, and she continued to lose blood due to lack of treatment. Although the battle with one enemy and many enemies was mainly about harvesting, there were many people who resisted and fired, but they did not hit her. The key is that the small amount of blood loss prevents her from being eliminated. In fact, most of the people who were hit by her nen-1 lost their ability to fight because they couldn't bear the pain. If these people can hold on, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose.
But through previous games, she had long understood what qualities these people had.
Of them, only Simmons can foil her plans. He may seem glib, but in fact he is strong-willed. If she doesn't accept his advances and lets him become one of those people, it might just give her a headache.
This is the taste of the audience. As a person who suddenly overturns the card table, she will only create the image of the "big devil" when she can kill everyone in one go. On the contrary, if she encounters fierce resistance and someone becomes a strong-willed and unyielding positive character, she will unconsciously turn into a treacherous villain, and then the scene will not be good to watch.
She glanced at Simmons, who had no idea that he could be the "savior", and somewhat disliked his bandaging skills, "It's useless."
Simmons felt that he had been hurt by the boss, but he was aggrieved and dared not speak.
However, Abe's "useless" did not refer to him. She said objectively: "This is a game. Only specific medical items can stop bleeding." The bandage she used to bandage was found in a drugstore without any special markings. After Simmons' bandage, the bleeding had stopped, but her body showed no signs of improvement.
Simmons made a "getting" gesture.
"There was a monster warning just now. The manual says that after three warnings, the monster will swallow this area."
He was not completely relying on Abe to play the game. At this time, he looked at the map and suggested: "Let's go to the center?"
Players landed in various directions on the island. The crowd was dense at first, and the fighting was interesting to watch. There are fewer and fewer people as we get to the back. The island is large and the crowds disperse easily. The existence of the monster must be to drive everyone together. The central area is rich in resources, and there will be a big battle there sooner or later.
On the only way to the central area, they came to a place called "sleeptownlet". This town is as quiet as its name. Looking in from the road intersection, there is no sign of any activity.
Unlike the "babyvillage" they came here, at least there are still contestants. Although it has disappeared now.
Could it be that there was also a fierce battle here
Abe looked at the intersection of the town, then looked at the dense forest next to him, and pointed to several locations in the woods, which were all convenient places for an ambush. Simmons understood it, squinted his eyes and shot in several directions. His gun is a WJ-8, which automatically targets joint pain points. It is not lethal enough, but the "Shock Bird" is enough.
Sure enough, there were cries of pain in the woods.
"Don't shoot! I surrender!"
Abe and Simmons have no intention of killing him yet, but only arrest the person to "extract a confession."
The man was in a mess. Not only did he not have many good things with him, but he didn't know any information when asked. He only said: "This town looks weird, so I didn't go in because I wanted to find something outside. Do you want to go in?"
Simmons didn't answer and continued to ask him: "How many people went in?"
"How do I know this... Well, during the time I was in ambush, probably a dozen of them entered."
"No one came out?"
"No. It's strange, isn't it? You said that if this town has two entrances and exits, then people who enter through the other entrance should also exit through this entrance, but I just didn't see it."
The man was not afraid of being caught. Instead, he glanced at them up and down, "You two look very powerful. You are so equipped. Can you take me with you?"
He responded with a ruthless second shot from Simmons, aimed at the throat and killing him with one shot.
"...k!"
The man's eyes were wide open before he died, and he couldn't even finish the words. He couldn't believe that these people would kill him just as he said.
In fact, he has been playing on the outside. Although he has survived for a while, he has not learned the vigilance required in this game.
It can be seen from what he said that he has not adapted to this game and has no value left. For Abe, it would be more cost-effective to give Simmons one more head count.
Although the last thing to look at in the game is the survival situation and has nothing to do with the number of kills, it does not mean that these data are useless.
Without getting any useful information, Abe and the others still entered the "sleeptownlet" as planned.
The smooth gray road is quiet, with buildings with white walls and red tile roofs on both sides, separated by large shady trees. Some of the white walls are painted with fairy-tale paint, like the graffiti of children playing pranks. Looking up, there are small pink, white, blue and green flowers arching in the small aqua blue window sash. From time to time, green branches poked out from the roof, looking at the people entering the town.
Everything seems to be no different from a small town in reality.
But if you follow the green branches and look into the night sky, you will be surprised to find that the moon is particularly different.
It was a transparent moon, with a white line drawing a circle, and the numbers 1-12 were circled in the circle. These numbers were like children lining up, slowly moving forward one by one, with a pointer. Pointing at them motionless.
is a unique moon clock.
Simmons looked at it for a long time and sighed: "Now I know why the development company behind this game also has Capital Star Paradise. There are so many children's elements. This is why I want to open it to children in the future."
Abe also looked at the "moon" and looked at it quietly.
She remembered what happened on the junk planet again. It is heavily polluted, the sky is gray most of the time, and the days are not nearly as long as the nights. When it was dark, there were no stars. In the dark sky, only the "moon" could be seen very close and far away. I didn't know which planet it was, but the light it emitted could penetrate this layer of fog and shine on her.
Just like now. Everything was silent around her, except for the light from the "Moon Alarm Clock" that shone on her body, casting a small shadow.
I can't tell what kind of thoughts and emotions she had at that time. She probably just watched when she was a child who didn't understand anything.
"Would you like to find a house and check it out?" Simmons didn't see any clues on the moon, so he simply gave up and sincerely invited her to explore other areas together.
Abe recovered his thoughts and agreed.
It's a very weird place, and during the initial exploration period, two people are indeed better together than one.
The door to each house was unlocked, and the two of them could easily push the door in. But there is still no sound in the room, no residents or players. There will be toys of the young owner of the room on the bed in the master bedroom, such as teddy bears, dolls or cars, etc., but no one should be sleeping in the room.
There is a sign hanging outside the door of each master bedroom that says "sleeping". When you turn the sign over, it doesn't mean "wakeup", but "broken", which makes people feel... Chills down the back.
Simmons searched the room for a long time, but couldn't find anything special. There are homework books on the European-style white desk, and stationery in the drawer. There is a bear doll wearing glasses on the bed. There is a bear lampshade of the same style on the bedside table. There is an alarm clock underneath. He lies on the carpet and goes under the bed. Look, nothing. The most unexpected thing in the room was the cat climbing frame, but he walked around and found... it was just an ordinary cat climbing frame.
The floor reflects the reflection of the window panes and the cold moonlight.
The longer he stayed, the colder he felt. He rubbed the cold hairs on his arms and asked Aibe: "Boss, do you think there are no supplies here?" This is not as good as the first level. At least there are weapons at the beginning, but they can't be caught. That’s all.
It was the first time that he felt that a child's room was so crowded.
Unexpectedly, when his words fell, it was like pressing a switch.
The homework book in front of the desk on the window sill suddenly stood up, and flew in front of the two of them as if it was alive. Like a strong wind blowing, it automatically flipped through the pages for a while and stopped at one of the pages.
"Please mark Zack's homework for today and write down the total score in the blank space."
It said in a milky voice.
Simmons suddenly had a red pen in his hand.
The author has something to say: I'm sorry I'm late!
It’s time for author Zhen Lizi to chat again:
Everyone should know that my current physical condition is not very good. Specifically, I had diarrhea for too long before, which caused gastrointestinal dysfunction. I couldn't eat well with medicine, and it took a long time to recover. This preparation requires great attention to diet. For example, yesterday, my mother gave me a different brand of toast (these are all original and basic toast). However, it may be due to the different ingredients. I immediately developed gastrointestinal pain and weakness in my hands and feet. Case. After encountering this situation, a period of conditioning with less food is needed (that is, only a small amount of porridge, meat floss, and eggs can be eaten).
I have been going through this cycle now. The day before yesterday, I just ate a few bites of minced meat after the last conditioning period (last time I had diarrhea caused by eating dried noodles), and this happened again. No matter how much you pay attention to your diet, there will always be times when you don’t notice it. You have to be careful when eating every day and try to eat as little as possible. In this way, even if there is a problem, it will not be too serious, but there is no chance to supplement nutrition.
I lost 20 pounds due to diarrhea and lacked nutrition. Now that I can't make up for it, I have been losing weight slowly. During the period when I had frequent diarrhea, I dropped to 78 pounds, and now I have slowly dropped to 74 pounds.
After checking my pulse, the Chinese medicine doctor also said that I could not do moxibustion because my body was too weak (I originally wanted to do moxibustion to dehumidify the spleen and stomach and replenish my vitality).
Since my body has become weak, I feel like my energy has been drained from my body if I work a little too much during the day. I just want to sleep, but the quality of my sleep is not high. It is all nightmares. I wake up the next day with a headache and it takes two days to recover. . So to be honest, I would spend my evenings watching variety shows and scrolling through Weibo to relax. I couldn’t do two jobs during the day and night like before (coding happens to be very brain-intensive).
I see that there are many cuties who are willing to understand me. Thank you very much. Every time I see someone saying they are waiting for me in the comments, I am very motivated to continue writing.
However, I have also seen dissatisfaction from some readers. They feel that when I asked for leave, I clearly stated when I would update, but failed to do so. This is a sign of not keeping my promise. Many people advised me to “don’t make a promise if you can’t do it”.
I also want to tell you about this. In fact, before publishing the "Archon" story, I already wrote "Yuan Geng" in my copywriting. I occasionally report the latest progress on the bulletin board and give you an estimated time. I just want to tell you that I have not given up. It is to at least let readers know that the author has not run away and can see some update progress, so that everyone will not get any information about me and can only rely on guessing.
My words always read "try to update at xx time" and "maybe update at xx time", but I really don't have much confidence in my own physical condition, and I dare not completely guarantee it.
And sometimes I get very anxious when I see the comments that everyone is waiting for, and I can’t help but want to give myself a DDL to force myself to update as soon as possible.
It is indeed my problem to let everyone be disappointed after looking forward to it. I think the readers who care about the date I promised must be readers who have been following me for a long time. They are looking forward to my updates and will be disappointed if they don't see them. I feel very sorry for you too.
I will pay more attention in the future and try to be more confident before announcing the date.
The first few months were really dark. I checked all my body organs and found no serious gastrointestinal problems. However, I had inexplicable diarrhea and my mood was very low. Until later, several doctors said it was a functional disorder and I had to rely on myself to take care of it. , I just regrouped and prepared to fight a protracted battle.
I don’t know why it’s so funny. I just changed my job at the end of last year. In my previous job, I didn’t have to clock in from 9 to 5 and just ensured performance. So I stayed at home for a long time, and then I developed a problem with my lumbar spine. My parents thought it over and thought it was not possible, so they asked me to change my job to a job that required me to clock in. I had time to walk to and from get off work, and my lumbar spine was indeed much better. Then I started having gastrointestinal problems at the beginning of the year, and it killed me when I got busy at work. If I am too busy with work, not a single organ in my body will be innocent!
Some time ago, the leaders here made a lot of plans and took great steps (…), which all need to be carried out by the people below us. My home is being renovated this year (my wedding room). Because of my physical condition, my parents are mostly helping me supervise the work, but I also have to make many decisions on my own, so I have to go to the furniture store on weekends.
I finally had some free time around the last vacation, but when I planned to write an update again, I found that I couldn't pick it up. This kind of problem will occur if you stop updating for a long time. You will lose your thoughts on the originally designed copy and you will find many inconsistencies. You will not understand what you were thinking at that time, so you can only redesign it. But while changing the dungeon, some of the original context had to appear, and it might conflict with the dungeon I wanted, so I talked to myself about it every day, and occasionally invited strong men to talk about the plot.
Recently, my sister-in-law (doctor) read the report of my previous examination and said that there seemed to be some problems with the liver (hepatitis B had been ruled out). It turned out that the doctor who saw the doctor did not ask me to pay attention to it, so I ignored it, but the liver also seems to belong to the digestive system. Next Let's see if we need another CT scan. Anyway, I have been struggling with my body for the past two years.
I'm trying to balance "physical condition - company work - coding" as much as possible now, which all take time, so the update speed may not be fast.
After this update, I can update daily for the first three days, and I have saved the manuscript...! It will be updated later. If it takes a long time, the status will be updated on the copywriting bulletin board.
My ideas for the first five chapters should all go smoothly, and the gap will not be long. The details of the next larger copy have not yet been filled in (it is also a new one), so it may be a little slower. I want to tell you a little more in detail so that everyone can have a better idea. Try to finish writing this book this year!
There are at least 100,000 words left in this book. I like Beibei very much and I will definitely not write nonsense. Please rest assured. I even wanted to rewrite the story of the palace when I got inspired in the future, but the writing was too poor. (Reflections from the period of illness).
Coding is not my full-time job, but I prefer the world of words to my job, and I feel that this is a reflection of my value. So although I don’t update regularly, I definitely won’t give up. I want to continue to produce good works in the future, or maybe not so good works. hey-hey.
Thank you to every baby who watched my chatter until the end =3=
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