Jiang Fang looked down at his hands amid all the insults to the game officials.
The slightly rigid palm lines due to modeling have become clearly visible and extraordinarily real.
It's real... just like in reality.
Jiang Fang quickly opened his backpack, took out a lower-level dagger, and slashed the skin of his arm with the back of the knife.
In the normal game process, although the somatosensory system will allow players to have basic somatosensory sensations such as cold, heat, and pain in the game for the sake of authenticity, in general, the pain will be defaulted to within an absolutely safe threshold.
For security reasons, every time the player tries to increase the authenticity of the pain, the game will pop up a prompt box, repeatedly reminding the player to be careful, and issue a long disclaimer, requiring the player to handwrite the real name and authorize the license. adjust.
for example.
If Player A is in the process of dungeon, his neck is accidentally twisted by the boss.
Even if this player A loves to die, and adjusts the pain value to the maximum, the momentary pain can at most reach the level of a slight stiff neck.
However, at the moment.
When the back of the knife swept across Jiang Fang's arm, he clearly felt the touch and slight pain of the muscle being slightly cut.
— Safety threshold, also closed.
Now, can they experience the exact same amount of pain as in reality
Jiang Fang's heart moved, and he retracted the dagger into the sheath, but did not retract it into the backpack.
He drew the shoulder-fired rocket launcher he had drawn in the prize pool.
As soon as the gun body was placed on his shoulder, he felt the real pressure, and Jiang Fang's face became even more ugly.
- The backpack items have returned to their normal weights.
In the item description, the mass of the spear 44 fire quiver barrel is 78 kilograms.
But that's just the setting of the item.
And thanks to the physical improvement of players' leveling, 78kg is like playing for a game character, even if it is a child's size, if you want to swipe your shoulders and give it a shot.
Those who like to be handsome can even make all kinds of flowers live like playing with a gun.
Just because Jiang Fang knew the weight of its shoulders on weekdays, he realized that the situation in front of him was on the verge of a landslide, collapsing in a direction that he could not control at all—
At the same second as the ominous premonition came, the weightlessness brought by a vortex of giant force grabbed his heart.
The familiar urban scene around was wrapped, twisted, and torn apart by an inexplicable gray vortex.
Chaos in an instant.
A moment of clarity.
The first thing that was introduced into Jiang Fang's nose was the strong fragrance of grass.
The grass was surging, and the long wind sent fragrance, blowing Jiang Fang's forehead westward.
Five cement-colored watchtowers stand among the grass, like the eyes used by shepherds to find their prey.
In the wild, someone was whispering and singing the tune of the grassland.
It was supposed to be a relaxed and pleasant scene, but because of this sudden sense of unease and the wildness of no one in a hundred miles, it gave people a particularly creepy feeling.
Jiang Fang recognized it.
Here is the scene of the first level in the multiplayer mode of the "Homeland Island" tower defense game "Homeland Attack and Defense".
BGM is the Mongolian minor that Jiang Fang has heard many times.
The original melodious tune, but because of the electronic noise of the beeping sound, the notes were polished and sharply dragged the long notes, shaking and shaking, as if there was an androgynous bass, hidden in the music, no Weeping conspicuously.
After Jiang Fang looked around, he clenched the dagger stuck in his waist.
Those who were sent with him, plus him, made a total of twelve people.
Before they could accept the panic of not being able to log out of the game after a severe headache, they were suddenly thrown into another instance.
The logout bar of the copy is also off-white.
The miserable whiteness was no different from the faces of everyone present.
Such a strange mutation almost inevitably caused a riot.
"Fuck, what the hell is going on?"
"How did you get teleported here?!"
"Where is this place?!"
"Can you retire? Huh?"
Jiang Fang tried his best to concentrate in the chaos, moving his fingertips beside him, simply calculating the time they could use.
They've wasted 20 seconds, and there are still 180 seconds left.
He raised the command: "Disperse."
This is the first opinion and voice that is reasonably stable.
The tumultuous crowd desperately needs a backbone.
Therefore, everyone calmed down and looked at him at the same time.
Jiang Fang said: "The first wave of monsters will come soon. What weapons you have on your body and what weapons you are used to, each has his own number."
"There are a total of 5 towers here. The first one to welcome monsters will be Tower 1, and then it will be the turn of 2, 3, 4 and the core tower. Our goal is to guard the core tower and prevent monsters from entering the core tower. The grass barn behind."
"For those who are used to heavy firepower, send three people to guard the core tower; two from No. 1 short-shot tower and three from No. 2 tower, each of which guards the three short-range gun positions in the tower, and No. 1 and No. 2 shoot. Good cooperation; I will guard the No. 3 high-altitude tower, and give me a sub-shooter; No. 4 Archer Tower, two people who have used bows and arrows, and No. 3 try to clear the remaining soldiers before the monsters reach the core tower. Players in the core tower , what we have to do is to save ammunition as much as possible and clear the enemies that have not been cleared by the four towers in front."
"Now, according to your own strength and ability, each partner will find a tower."
Jiang Fang succinctly decomposed the task, allowing all players to understand what they were going to do in the first time.
But there are still people who want to make trouble at this juncture.
The bulging belly uncle grabbed his wrist.
He looked at Jiang Fang suspiciously: "Do you know something?! Why are we here? Why are we playing games?"
"…Yeah, I know."
Jiang Fang turned his face to the uncle, the corners of his mouth raised habitually, but his eyes were already cold.
He just stared at him with such a pair of cold eyes, and the uncle's face tightened in horror.
Compared with his slightly ruthless eyes, Jiang Fang calmly slowed down his speech: "I'll tell you when this dungeon is over, okay?"
His right hand was always resting on the dagger around his waist.
His expression and actions made the uncle feel guilty for a while, and he quickly let go: "Okay... That's okay."
Of the twelve players, eight or nine have played this instance.
After understanding Jiang Fang's intention and task arrangement, everyone immediately spread out to look for the tower.
Jiang Fang was not in a hurry to find Tower 3, which was reserved for him in advance.
While he kept taking out various props from his backpack and experimented quickly, he occasionally raised his eyes to observe the entry of other teammates into the tower.
If he could, he didn't want to think about the personal consequences of losing the game to the player at all.
He pays attention to them, but he just needs to maximize his vitality in this unknown situation.
After a quick allocation, only one person was left.
She was a girl who looked like she was in her early twenties.
She timidly came to Jiang Fang's side, and hesitantly said, "Brother, I—"
Jiang Fang said "um": "Come with me. Go to the tower."
After he took two steps, his expression became slightly stagnant.
After seeing a few snow-white spots in the distance, Jiang Fang quickened his pace and reminded the young girl behind him: "Run fast, we are already late."
The young girl is also an obedient one, she responded and followed step by step.
However, just as the two were about to step into Tower 3—
"Hey!" A voice suddenly sounded, "Where am I going?!"
Jiang Fang's eyes turned cold, and he turned around suddenly.
… Why didn’t anyone enter the tower? !
Uncle with protruding belly is obviously very unfamiliar with this copy.
He followed the large group and circled the towers.
After half a day of observation and selection, he ran out of breath and stinks, but he still couldn't find a tower that suits him.
He stood under the full No. 1 tower, panting and waving to Jiang Fang: "Hey, I didn't use guns or arrows when I used to play dungeons!"
Jiang Fang never thought that someone would be so stupid.
He gritted his teeth and raised the volume: "The tower is equipped with guns, you can quickly find one! No. 2 and No. 4 still have positions! Run back! Go to the tower!"
The uncle is still desperately entangled in the details: "But I don't know how to use it!"
Jiang Fang clenched his fists: "Hurry up to the tower! Do you want to die—"
Before he could finish speaking, there was a rustling sound in the grass behind the uncle.
The next second, a pair of long soft ears popped out with a "boo" sound.
Pushing aside the grass, what came out of the grass was a round... rabbit face.
The rabbit opened his mouth to the uncle.
The petal-like pink three-petaled mouth and pointed rabbit teeth look extra cute.
The uncle with a bulging belly didn't expect the monsters to come so quickly, so he panicked and quickly chose a long-handled cold soldier in the shape of a crescent sword from the weapon bar that he used most frequently.
This Ziwu-level weapon, in normal times, is definitely a sharp weapon for pulling the wind.
With one knife, the damage value can reach more than 300 points.
However, at the moment of drawing the knife, the original setting of the nearly 200kg weapon caught the uncle off guard, his hands were pressed down, and his waist was bent.
He staggered forward two steps, and the giant blade slammed down heavily on the ground, smashing a large swathe of bright green grass juice into splashes.
The grass juice fell into the eyes of the uncle.
At this moment, a pair of snow-white rabbit feet jumped to the front of the uncle.
The uncle only had time to see it opened its lovely three-flap mouth to himself again.
The rabbit rushed towards his face, hugged his fat cheek, opened his mouth, and bit the uncle's lip in one bite.
Human soft lips are quickly eaten up by it.
It drilled its furry body and drilled into the depths of the uncle's torn mouth.
Under the terrible and sudden pain, the uncle screamed wildly.
He tried to rip the rabbit off himself.
But the rabbit had quickly filled his mouth.
It was as if a large ball of blood-stained, snow-white cotton had been stuck in his mouth.
Tongue, throat, stomach, intestines—
All the way down, unimpeded.
There are no simple and artistic blood-colored fireworks in the game.
There is no large gaover covering the screen.
The uncle's figure did not automatically disappear from the copy when he was hit by death.
In reality, his sturdy body did not automatically pop out of the game cabin, announcing the end of the game.
In front of the other eleven players, he was eaten from head to abdomen into a hollow blood gourd.
The young girl who was originally tense and planned to cooperate obediently with Jiang Fang, unexpectedly saw this bloody picture of hell, and her psychological defense line collapsed in an instant.
She screamed and completely lost the courage to fight this man-eating monster with a tower.
She turned around and ran.
However, before she could run a few steps, she was pulled from behind by a force, and she fell to the ground.
She curled up into a ball, waving her hands and feet randomly: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
A cold light flashed past her throat, and in a slaughtering posture, she mercilessly made an inch-long hole around her slender neck.
Warm blood flowed down her neck and into her collarbone and chest.
After realizing that she was bleeding, the most primitive fear of death caused her blood, which had just started frantically boiling, to drop to freezing point in an instant.
The girl's hair was disheveled, staring at Jiang Fang, who was holding a knife and grabbing her stray front, and her chaotic consciousness gradually returned to its place.
There was no emotion in Jiang Fang's pale eyes, nor was there any warmth in his tone.
He asked, "Do you want to die?"
"If you want to die, I will kill you now, lest you disrupt my layout and end up with us."
The girl shook her head desperately, a terrified whimper from her throat.
After the threats, Jiang Fang softened his voice appropriately: "Have you ever played sniping?"
Under the repeated shocks, the girl's mind went blank, and her thoughts were unconsciously led away by Jiang Fang: "I've played... I've only played twice..."
Jiang Fang patted his profile lightly with the dagger stained with the blood on the girl's neck, and stared at her with a dazzling focus.
"That's enough. My sub-shooter, don't want to die, come with me."
"Homeland Attack and Defense" is the most typical strategy game.
Every time you pass a level, the location and type of the tower will change.
Sometimes a cliff tower, sometimes a tree tower.
The weapons provided by the copy will be updated as the level progresses.
In each level, the types, habits and attack modes of monsters are also different.
It tests the player's immediate adaptability.
If monsters wouldn't tear people to pieces, "Homeland Attack and Defense" in multiplayer mode would have been a high-quality game that could exercise the ability of unity and cooperation.
Thirty-six consecutive waves of shocks ended.
When Jiang Fang cut the throat of the last honey glider with an ordinary blue weapon, and watched it die, his spirit, which was as tight as a violin string, was still not relaxed in the slightest.
The sticky animal blood on his fingers made him almost unsteady on the dagger.
He knelt down on one knee, stared at the ground in front of him, gasping for breath.
Fortunately, even breathing like this. His hands never trembled.
The ten surviving players surrounded Jiang Fang silently from behind him.
Among them is the young girl who almost had his throat cut by him, and later partnered with him many times in on-off and on-off.
Her fear, unease, and despair were already numb in the tide of monsters.
Her face was covered with the dark red blood of the honey glider, and it ran down the corners of her eyes, condensing the blood and tears of fear.
She whispered like a sleepwalker: "Brother, what's going on with this game?"
"...how the hell are we going to get out?"
…
At that time, Nan Zhou, who was in "Eternal Day", didn't know what happened outside.
He waited for nearly two months, and he did not wait for a new player.
It seemed that everything Nan Zhou had encountered before was an illusion.
Today, the hallucinations are cured without medicine, come to an abrupt end, and become a closed world again.
But the apple tree and the honey glider clearly told Nan Zhou that all this was true.
Nan Zhou could not say whether he was happy or disappointed.
He was holding his little honey bag, Glider Glider, and asked softly, "Where did you come from?"
Nanji Xing's small claws stepped on his shoulders and stepped on it softly: "Gee."
Nanzhou loves it.
It will be afraid that its head is too small for it to touch, so it will make it big and furry so that he can hold rua.
It also often chases and plays with itself, plays with him, and consumes the energy that he has nowhere to put under the excessive sunlight.
It is the best playmate Nan Zhou has ever met.
He thought that if he could figure out how the little guy came to him, maybe he could find a way out.
But Xiaomi Glider couldn't answer him.
It only twitched the tip of its nose, coveting the apple in Nanzhou's pocket.
So, Nanzhou named it the South Pole Star.
The "South Star" is the star closest to the south celestial pole and is the limit of the range that can be observed by the naked eye.
Nan Zhou thought that it might be a key to contact with the outside world.
It is the final point that you can see after you have exhausted your vision.
If you can't use this key to open the door to freedom, it's not bad to let it be an end point of your own.
After all kinds of speculation continued for nearly a month, on a "day of extreme daylight", Nan Zhou suddenly discovered that there was another group of strange players in the center of the town.
The reason why they are said to be weird is because they are different from the players who came here in the past.
First of all, they actually chose to enter "Eternal Day" on "The Day of Extreme Day".
In the past "The Day of Extreme Day", Nan Zhou basically encountered hardcore players who wanted to face off against the Light Charms.
So they came in with weapons, aggressive and full of fighting spirit.
But this group of players clearly had no such intention.
None of them came out to explore in a big way, but after appearing in the town, they quickly found an uninhabited three-story building, hid in it collectively, locked all doors and windows from the inside, but alone The balcony door of a small bedroom with a balcony on the third floor was left open, as if he had forgotten to close it.
Nan Zhou could see that this was a less obvious trap.
If these players seal off the corners of the building, they will not be able to predict where the Lights will attack them once the Lights attack them.
Leaving a flaw, Guangmei will most likely choose to enter from this point where it is easiest to break through.
These players are leaving a living door for themselves.
Then, there must be a trap in this gate of life.
Nan Zhou thought they were strange.
Therefore, he did not plan to attack them immediately, and planned to wait and see for a while before making plans.
At the same time, he has to beware of other light and charming little actions.
-Even if you can eat and drink enough now, every "day of extreme day", there are always some light charms who can't control the restless and attacking instinct in the blood vessels.
Nan Zhou sat on the roof of the street with the most sunlight, with his slender legs on the edge of the raised roof tiles, slightly apart, stepping on the edge and looking down.
Below him is the hiding place of these players.
With him sitting here, no Guangmei dares to approach or do it easily.
A blood-thirsty young Guangmei jumped to his side, squatted and looked at Nanzhou, and glanced longingly inside the house.
… Boss, do you vote for them
Nan Zhou shook his head at him.
Young Guangmei was a little unwilling.
After all, Guangmei's nature is cannibalism.
Recently, the boss finally gave them the freedom to attack, why is it not allowed now
However, even if it is not reconciled, it does not dare to challenge the authority of the boss easily.
After sending the angry men away, Nan Zhou took out a fresh apple from his pocket and wiped it with his sleeve.
The apple trees left by the lady of the apple tree have a growth cycle, one round of maturity every 25 days, and each round will bear 30 fruits.
Therefore, the quantity is limited and must be cherished.
Seeing the fresh and delicious apples, Nanjixing hurriedly stretched out his small paws to reach it.
Nan Zhou is the only person in the town of NEVER who has Apple's freedom.
It sticks to the Nanzhou, that is, it wants to eat more delicious food.
Under the fiddle of Nanji Star, Apple rolled out of Nanzhou's hands, fell down the eaves, and happened to fall into the balcony with the door open.
Apple pushed open the open door gap and rolled in all the way.
Nan Zhou: "..." Tsk.
He is not afraid of traps.
He just wants to get back his apple.
After all, there are not many apples. If you lose one, you will lose one.
In such a "day of extreme daylight", he doesn't seem to have any reason to be afraid of players.
Besides, he also wanted to meet those players.
Instead of thinking about it alone, it's better to ask them what happened when they didn't come.
And why did they suddenly come here.
When Nan Zhou jumped off the roof and landed on the balcony, his steps were light and silent, like a cat.
Nan Zhou didn't know what chain reaction would be triggered by his initiative to visit the door this time.
The moment he stepped on the balcony, Nan Zhou's memory fell into a dark ban and chaos.
He stumbled for a long time in the misty black barrier.
Along the way, he seems to have met many people, seen many scenery, and heard many words.
These shadows once existed deeply, but they were soon like a wisp of sand, wiped away by a strange force.
Finally, he lowered his head groggyly and slammed his head into the window frame of a moving bus.
When he opened his eyes, he found that standing beside him was a brightly colored mushroom gushing about the rules of the game.
Nan Zhou's memory stops at the step he stepped onto the balcony of Never Town to find the apple that he missed.
…
For Jiang Fang, who was thrown into the game copy several times, the most valuable memory in his life has just begun.
When the apple rolled into the room along the arc of the floor, Jiang Fang, who was hiding by the balcony door, subconsciously pressed the apple with his fingertips.
Jiang Fang's heart moved slightly when his fingertips touched the fresh apple.
And at the next moment, he saw another hand covered with a shallow light, came in from outside the door, and dropped his fingertips to the apple.
With the opening of the balcony door pouring in, it was him, and the bright, tidal sun behind him was in full bloom.
For Song Haining, a young girl who had been following Jiang Fang with all her heart, this scene was like a collapse in the sky.
This light charm came in so fast!
And the boss didn't do it the first time.
With such a delay, they completely lost the first-mover advantage of ambush!
She trembled, her voice hoarse as if she was dying: "Boss..."
Jiang Fang gestured to her to calm down.
Since they were inexplicably trapped in the game for more than a month, they have been forcibly thrown into various dungeons, and they have gone through too many life-and-death moments.
He was clear about priorities.
He also knows that when these people are entrusting their life and death to themselves, he should not trust a false childhood friend, a copy boss who single-handedly created the highest mortality rate in "Gravity".
The smile on Jiang Fang's lips was extremely bright.
He still had one hand on the falling apple.
The edge of the dagger hidden by his other hand behind him, and his silver hair that was gleaming in the sunlight, were both engulfed by the sunlight and turned into the same color.
With murderous intent, he greeted Nan Zhou, "... hello."
Nan Zhou blinked and said softly, "My apple."
The extremely alert Song Haining: "... "... Huh
Nan Zhou emphasized: "Apple, mine."
Jiang Fang let go of his hand and smiled gently: "OK, OK, yours."
But Nanzhou on the opposite side was not in a hurry.
He sat down cross-legged, hugged the apple that had broken a small horn, and nibbled it bit by bit.
He seems to be declaring that he is not here to kill, but is really here to pick up apples and leave after eating them.
He also seemed to be waiting generously for Jiang Fang to tell him the intention and reason why these players who had disappeared for a long time suddenly came to Never Town again.
After the dazzling sunlight that seemed to have substance melted away bit by bit on his body, his true appearance was gradually revealed.
A beautiful young monster with black hair casually draped over his shoulders, and plated with a thin layer of gold edging by the sun.
His facial features, body, the length of his fingers, the curvature of his neck and shoulders, because they are too standard and beautiful, they are simply false beauty that should not exist.
Even if he knew that the other party was fake, and even though there was a blade that could be swung at him at any time, Jiang Fang couldn't help but be attracted by his apple-eating action and his focused expression.
When Nan Zhou was about to finish eating the whole apple, Jiang Fang finally opened his mouth slightly.
Nan Zhou also looked at him, waiting for him to express his intentions.
Jiang Fang couldn't help laughing:
"… That, apple, you don't need to eat the core."
Nan Zhou held the only remaining apple stalk in his mouth: "… "
The little monster fell into deep thought for a while, then dragged his tone and let out a sudden sigh: "Ah..."
That's it.
The author has something to say: "There is a gravitational force between everything, so I met you" w:,