"I'm not replacing my brother, I'm just speaking as his family."
"To be honest, I don't care what you think of me. But as my brother's younger brother, I want to try my best to preserve everything he left behind." He paused and said, "The final selection."
"You should have known for a long time that there can only be one winner in the end of this survival game. Even if they are companions now, when the final selection comes, they will inevitably kill each other."
"Wait, Xiaoxin?" Du Yixin's words exceeded expectations. Liu Hong originally only intended for him to say some inspiring words in memory of the deceased. The previous manuscript was also written in the same way. What is going on now.
Liu Li grabbed the man's hand, still looking at Du Yixin: "Listen, he may know something."
Liu Hong was silent for a while, then retracted his steps.
"Cannibalism? What nonsense are you talking about!" Huang Mao snorted, "I will not kill my companions! And the captain said that he will find a way to keep us all alive!"
"Boss." Someone beside him weakly said, "The captain is dead..."
"Shut up!" Huang Mao became angry from embarrassment.
Is there a way for everyone to survive
Du Yixin lowered his head and moved his gaze to the empty ground. He had always believed that there would be such a solution, and he would never give up until the last moment, presumably the same is true of his brother.
It's just that the more I know, the more I understand that this is just a luxury.
"Well," someone in the crowd asked, "I want to ask what is the final selection?"
Du Yixin looked at the person who asked the question, and pondered for a while. Al didn't say anything about the specific game format, but one thing is certain.
"All those who have the key will be sucked into the same space, and the game will continue until the last person is left."
After the words fell, the mourning hall fell into silence. An even heavier atmosphere weighed on everyone.
"You, you fart!" In the end, Huangmao broke the silence, "If we want to involve all of us, how big should the copy be? It may not be possible to do it at the sixth level. And the captain didn't mention the final selection. How do you know!"
Du Yixin looked at him: "It is true that the sixth level cannot be achieved. The final selection is not presided over by humans. This is what I only learned after I was promoted to the sixth level."
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Well, even if there is a final selection, it doesn't necessarily mean who will survive to the end."
"So, are you going to kill your companion and live to the end?"
"Well!"
Everyone knows it in their hearts. People with lower ranks participating in the final selection are just dying in vain.
Liuli asked: "You tell us this matter now, do you already have a countermeasure?"
Du Yixin looked over: "It's not a countermeasure. It's just that since those who have the key must participate in the final selection, then on the other hand, those who don't have the key don't need it."
Liuli suddenly understood: "Transfer the key, isn't it?"
Du Yixin nodded, and looked at the crowd again: "The exact time of the final selection is still unclear. Before the selection comes, I hope you can transfer the key."
There was another silence.
"We..." Someone spoke, his voice seemed to be trembling, "We stepped on the corpses of our companions and carried their hopes to the present. But we want to be here and give everything up for nothing?"
Du Yixin of course understands that everyone is fighting bloody battles along the way. Or for survival, or for that invisible hope.
Everyone desperately collected keys and exercised themselves. Although there is no end, but with like-minded companions and a strong and gentle guide, it seems that we can move forward bravely.
But in the end, it's time for the dream to wake up.
They are just ordinary people fooled by this game, and there will only be one winner in the end.
"...Sorry, that's all I can think of. At least you can live."
The man wiped his eyes: "I understand. If it was you, the chance of winning should be the greatest. My family is still there, and I don't want to lose my life." He looked at Du Yixin, "I will hand over the key to you."
Most people agreed with Du Yixin's words. But there is still a small group of people who have doubts about the "final selection".
Du Yixin was not in a hurry. After tonight, everyone will know about it.
He looked at the two people standing not far away: "Liu Li, brother Liu Hong, can I ask you to help me?"
It is time-consuming to brush the dungeon by him alone, and needs to be divided into multiple groups of strategies.
Liu Hong was taken aback, and immediately understood what he meant: "Leave it to me. You can't let you take care of this alone."
Liuli nodded, and her short ear-length hair swayed: "I will... guard the things left by the captain."
Du Yixin thanked him, then looked at Ying Sheng beside him, and before he could speak, he heard the other party say: "Don't ask me. I will definitely do what you want to do."
"..." Du Yixin said, "Ying Sheng, thank you."
Ying Sheng hesitated to speak, and looked away.
Soon after the funeral, night came.
Almost at the same time, radio broadcasts and network communications all over the world were invaded by an unknown force. Whether it is turning on the TV or watching online videos, it all becomes the same picture inexplicably.
A still bronze key is embedded in the center, and the background sounds are crisp children's voices, enchanting female voices, and clear male voices. All kinds of voices are mixed together, and finally become weird and unhuman.
"Hehehe, I look forward to the upcoming final selection."
"The contestants are, all players who have the 'key'."
"Once you participate in the selection, you are not allowed to withdraw until the last survivor remains."
"The survivors will gain unparalleled power, and the gods of the new century will come soon."
"The audience is, humans all over the world."
"The time is, seven days later."
"Open your eyes wide and remember the moment when the gods were born!"
The video isn't long, but it's enough to confuse everyone. For a moment, the network was almost blown apart. Everyone scrambled to upload the short video that just appeared in the discussion.
At this moment, even if the government intends to suppress it, it will not be able to suppress it.
[#1: Damn what was that just now, is there a virus in my phone? !]
[#2: Massive Hacking! ! ? ?]
[#23: It's so exciting! The picture in my dream, drooling.jpg]
[#24: Wipe off the saliva upstairs, if you have a second-degree disease, go for treatment]
[#112: Not to be honest, this is kind of scary. Just now I asked friends abroad, they seem to have seen this video]
[#352: No way, the end of the world is coming. . .]
[#1424: A lot of people disappeared before, so I posted related posts! As a result, the post was deleted and the account was blocked, finally! this day! Justice will never be absent!]
[#15321: What the hell is the key mentioned in the video. Am I going to lose all the keys to the house? . .]
The microblogs of all major forums exploded in an instant, and all communication platforms were swamped with a few words.
#Doomsday Key#
#New Century Gods#
[#124312: Ahhh I'm blind! Look outside!]
Under the shady scene, although it is not very clear, two lines of huge text can be vaguely seen gradually taking shape.
[Number of participants: 14862 people]
[There is still 7 days left before the final selection starts]
Two lines of large characters are engraved in the sky. No matter where you are, as long as you stand under the sky, you can see the clear words at a glance.
No one thought it was a joke anymore.
And at the moment when the time crossed zero that night, the countdown began.
Du Yixin looked away from the line of words on the sky and looked at his hand.
It's going to be a busy time ahead. At the end, he will use Algi's ability to take the key again. In the end, he will be the only one who participates in the final selection, and no one around him will die.
Although about this matter, he has not told others.
The next day, after experiencing yesterday's night, people who didn't believe Du Yixin's words all came to the door.
So far, they want to live in peace and stability more than strength.
Huang Mao was also among them, but he was almost dragged by his companions, with an expression of disbelief.
"Boss, recognize the reality. Even if you participate in the final selection, you will not survive."
Huang Mao hugged the electric pole and refused to let go: "You bastards, don't you really agree with that stinky brat so much!"
"It's not a question of whether we agree or not. We don't want to watch you die because of face. At worst, we can give up our abilities to brother Liu Hong."
"And boss, you seem to be younger than him, why do you call him a kid."
"It's so noisy!" Huang Mao roared, "In terms of social experience, he is a kid in an ivory tower!"
The noise of several people was so loud that it attracted the eyes of passers-by. At this time, a cute boy with curly hair appeared: "Are you the ones who have the key?"
After the words fell, several people fell silent and looked at the stranger warily.
"Who are you?" Huang Mao said angrily.
"Me." An Wenhui frowned, "I'm a player just like you."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
The younger brother said in a low voice: "What should I do, Boss, why don't we act first. Drag it into the dungeon and talk about it later?"
"Idiot." Huang Mao punched the younger brother, "I said you can't open dungeons casually, have you forgotten the captain's teaching?"
The younger brother had a big bump on the back of his head: "Then why don't you knock me out first?"
Several people glared at the person coming. An Wenhui waved his hand: "I'm not hostile, I'm here to find someone."
"Find someone?"
"Ying Sheng, have you ever heard of this name?" An Wenhui's smile deepened.
The first person's key has been absorbed.
Perhaps because of level suppression, Du Yixin completed the dungeon with little effort. After sending the man away, he went to the window to take a breath, but saw a few sneaky people standing underneath.
It was the yellow hair, who was being pulled by his companions and approached the coffee shop under his feet.
Du Yixin moved his eyes back and found that there was a more sneaky guy following behind them. It looked familiar.
The other party seemed to notice the sight, and looked up.
Du Yixin let go of his hand, and the blinds snapped shut, blocking the view from the outside.
Is it An Wenhui
Now "White Bird" has been shattered, and my brother's organization actually exists in name only. This is no longer a secret base, but a temporary residence with a coffee shop downstairs.
But even so, these people were too fanciful, and even attracted that guy.
Du Yixin returned to the first floor, walked through the back kitchen to the store, and happened to bump into Huang Mao and the others.
"Ah, hello. We're here to transfer the keys." Those younger brothers seemed to have forgotten yesterday's unhappiness, and smiled apologetically, "Is Brother Liu Hong there?"
"He went out."
"Oh, it's okay. Then we'll wait for him." Several younger brothers said and sat down on the deck.
Du Yixin glanced outside the door, but found that An Wenhui had disappeared and did not approach.
He looked back at these hip-hop guys: "Have you noticed that you are being followed?"