Killing Show

Chapter 16: Memorial N7 area in Xiuli

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1.

The starting location is random.

The organizer calls the energy field that isolates the players when entering the arena a "curtain". In the early killing shows, the contestants will see a long tunnel when they enter the arena, accompanied by cheers from the audience, which is full of symbolism.

Now it's all ads.

After all, to create momentum for the Killing Show, the organizers didn't separate the two. Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an watched the advertisement for ten minutes, the energy field finally receded, and they stood in the bedroom of a residential house. The street lamps outside shone in, the light was dim, and there was a smell of blood in the air.

The surrounding air has become humid, with dark corners that never light up, as if we have really arrived in the lower city.

Although the two had just arrived here from the noisy meeting place, they quickly cut into the fighting state without making a sound. Anyway, it's about the same on both sides.

They looked around, and under the dim light of the street lamps, they could see the children's graffiti on the wall. It seemed that there used to be a family of five, but now there was no one there.

There was some kind of sound like sticky objects rubbing against each other outside the house. Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an quickly exchanged glances. It was the eyes of someone who knows the darkness well. They realized at the same time what it was. There was something in the living room... eating people.

The bedroom door was ajar, and the living room was also dark, only the continuous sound of swallowing could be heard.

Xia Tian silently walked to the window and looked out. The outside looks familiar to the downtown streets, the ceiling is always lit with fluorescent lights, some places are in disrepair, covered with dust and moss, and the corners of the block are sunken in darkness.

Blood, dead bodies and remnants of bullets can be seen everywhere on the street. In a shadow directly opposite, a calf-sized hellhound is eating the corpse of a man. The intact hand still holds a gun, but the internal organs are dragged everywhere. .

There seems to be something hidden under the sewer cover, Xia Tian doesn't want to know the details at all—

Just then, he heard a child's scream.

He froze for a moment, seeing in disbelief a boy rushing out of a dark street corner, followed closely by a huge dog, before leaping up and throwing him to the ground.

That thing had three huge heads, and the fourth deformed sub-head protruded like fat, rolling its bloodshot white eyes and drooling.

The kid is a typical downtown look, wearing baggy and shabby clothes, with thin hands and feet, and is extremely thin, and the dog is a troll in front of him.

Xia Tian stared dumbfounded as the Cerberus easily threw him to the ground, crushing his head like a nutshell. He could even hear the sound of his skull breaking.

The dog lowered its head and devoured the pile of flesh and blood, then as if sensing something, it suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of Xia Tian.

Xia Tian retreated reflexively, standing behind the curtain, her heart was beating fast, and her palms were full of sweat.

He took another step back into the house, as if he had turned back into the kid he once was, lost in the dark, prey chased and played by the uptowners.

He touched something on his shoulder and turned his head. Bai Jing'an was standing behind him, holding a double-barreled shotgun he got from somewhere. It was an outdated musket, the only thing in the lower town.

The light from the street lamp shone in, and the man's face was frighteningly pale.

"I don't know... There is..." Xia Tian said, "There is this..."

He thought he should calm down, it was just a show, but he broke off twice in a sentence, like a child too scared to speak clearly.

"It's human cloning, let's add some... biochemical control or something..." Bai Jing'an said, his voice was very floating, it seemed cold and illusory at night, like a dead person talking.

They didn't speak again for a while. The host at the previous publicity party said that there would be a "big surprise", and it seems that this is it.

It's no surprise that Uptown will go to great lengths to make the show as gory and realistic as possible, and nothing beats replicating past victims and dying them all over again.

"We have to... have to get out of here..." Xia Tian said, turning his head to look at the gun, and then at the house.

There was a battered secret door in the cupboard, which was open, and there were some weapons in it.

There is arms control in downtown, but almost every household has guns, and they are usually kept in such places. Bai Jing'an obviously found the hiding place as soon as he entered the door.

He glanced at Bai Jing'an again, the man didn't move, he stared outside, a thin light shone on his body, like a ghost. Xia Tian heard a distant scream, like a woman.

He walked quickly to the secret door, and there were two .

He counted the bullets—a wretched thirteen—and tucked the gun into his lower back, covering it with his clothes.

He searched the house again, and found two knives. Although killing mutant creatures was like embroidery needles, it would be good to have one more weapon.

Xia Tian handed another gun to Bai Jing'an, touched his arm, the man glanced at him, his gaze was instantly like thin ice that could be shattered at the touch of a touch, but then quickly condensed and became cold and hard. He said, "It's all right."

He took the gun from Xia Tian, ready to fight.

Of course Bai Jing'an is not okay, but Xia Tian can't say anything, and can't do anything either.

He could only pat him on the shoulder, and then looked out the window on the other side.

They can't stay in the house for long, and the planning team won't let them hide. The TV station hopes that everyone will devote themselves to the brutal massacre, temper their will, and be damn reborn in death and flames.

Outside the window on the other side is a dark narrow alley, littered with rubbish, occasionally a pool of flesh and blood, not as safe as the main entrance, but at least there are no hellhounds.

Xia Tian quietly opened the window and jumped out to check the situation.

The alleyway is very dark, with no signs like many streets in the downtown area. I don't know where I am, and I don't know where the 75-7 area is.

At this time, Bai Jing'an also jumped out, and then he walked in one direction without looking at the surrounding environment.

Xia Tian was stunned for a moment and followed him. Bai Jing'an stepped forward quickly without any hesitation.

The houses in the lower city have low floors, countless alleyways, and relics from the surface age, like a huge maze. People struggle and die in it, never seeing the light of day.

Bai Jing'an walked through it, turning corners and passing through people's homes from time to time, with a very familiar route, like one of the local ghosts.

But he was ruthless and efficient in his demeanor, a first-class fighter in this hopeless battlefield.

He doesn't seem to just look at the map to make a judgment, but it seems that he once belonged to this place, and instinctively knows how to walk through the streets and lanes to find what he wants.

They passed through a low bungalow, which was a small affordable house, and there were old and assembled beds, tables and chairs in the room, which were familiar to Xia Tian.

In the dimness, they saw a woman in baggy overalls crawling over with a baby in her arms, shouting, "Take this baby, take this baby—"

Her lower body had become some kind of bird-like claw, with long, rough and bony toes, and the erosion was moving up rapidly. The child in her arms was crying like a real baby, and Xia Tian almost fell down in fright.

Countless ghosts have been revived here, and Shangcheng has completed the imitation and reconstruction of the nightmare with first-class biotechnology.

These are just biological clones, Xia Tian told himself, their brains are implanted control chips and biochemical structures, they are not real human beings, they just react like massacre victims. This kind of thing even has a proper name, called "technical NPC", and some even have colorful lives compiled into it, which is the masterpiece of the huge group of programmers in the world.

But Xia Tian still couldn't help staring at the child.

Bai Jing'an next to him grabbed him by the collar and walked forward. As soon as they reached the door, a huge moth-like white creature fell down from the zenith.

It made a scream like howling, and there were countless bloody mouths on its white skin, each of which wanted to bite something frantically.

The house was destroyed in an instant, the smoke and dust exploded, and screams and cries came from inside, which disappeared in a flash, as if they had never existed.

Bai Jing'an grabbed Xia Tian's collar and dragged him to the street, away from the hunting range of that thing, then turned his head, pressed Xia Tian's shoulder, and said: "Calm down, don't worry about anything, you know!"

His fingers were embedded in Xia Tian's shoulders, trembling slightly, which made him a little painful. There was a bottomless coldness in his eyes.

The monster half a street away was still screaming, Xia Tian tried his best to show him a smile, and said, "I know."

Bai Jing'an walked forward with a cold face.

His body was tense, guarded against everything around him, almost hysterical. He couldn't remember the last time he was so focused.

Part of his attention is always on Xia Tian, he must stare at it, in this place, you will lose the people around you at any time. A momentary negligence will make everything irreparable.

Reason told him to be calm, Xia Tian is a top-notch fighter, knows how to survive in the city, and is also a veteran at dealing with mutant creatures. But he just couldn't control it.

Like a fire burning from the darkest place in the soul, with unspeakable terror, too big to look at—

He forced the thought away, that there was no room in this world for the sorrows of the past, and that he had to focus on the present.

They continued to move forward, the street was narrow and familiar, the lights were broken, gunshots, screams and monsters were everywhere, Bai Jingan's boots stepped on the blood and stumps, turning a blind eye to the residents who were calling for help and dying tragically, and kept saying to himself: This is not true. This is not true.

They were crossing a gloomy narrow street—the name "Tingxi Street" automatically popped up in his mind—when a man in the uniform of a sweeper rushed out of the house with a child on his back and was right in front of them.

The child, small and seemingly unconscious, is strapped to his body and holds a two-century-old gun in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a long-haired woman rushed out and followed him, holding a revolver.

At this time, the man turned his head and saw two contestants in the killing show.

Bai Jing'an froze for a moment, subconsciously retreated a little, he didn't want any conversation, he couldn't stand this...he hoped they would leave by themselves as soon as possible.

But when the man saw the two of them, his face showed hope. He opened his lower lip, ready to say something, but Bai Jing'an didn't want to hear a word.

But he didn't have time to say it, his expression became vigilant, Xia Tian touched Bai Jing'an with his elbow, and three hell dogs were approaching from different directions.

Thank goodness.

A hellhound followed behind, and there were two huge ones blocking the road ahead. This was hunting together, and it seemed that they had been staring at them for a while.

The leading one immediately locked on to the man carrying the child on his back. They must have some kind of intelligence, able to spot the weakest in the crowd at a glance. It gritted its teeth and lowered its body slightly, ready to pounce on it.

The two killing show contestants quickly exchanged tactical details in a glance, Xia Tian had a cold face, and kept walking forward without stopping, aiming for a shot at it.

The gun hit the heart, and under normal circumstances it would turn half of its body into a pile of minced meat, splashing three or four meters backward. But now it could only take half a step back, its bloody paws slid on the road, stood firm, and then rushed forward stubbornly.

The man carrying the child took a step back, and the woman behind him shot it in the head again, and it fell to the ground, staring at them with red eyes. Under the biological mutation, they could not distinguish between pain and death. Desire rules everything.

Behind them, Bai Jing'an fired five shots in a row before killing the hellhound that was eager to try. He looked left and right, trying to find a larger caliber gun. There are only three bullets left in Xia Tian.

On the opposite side, the fragmented body of the dog rushed forward for another two meters before stopping, full of supernatural madness.

Bai Jingan took a step back and bumped into Xia Tian's shoulder.

The contact is only momentary, but it feels safe, like an anchor that fixes you in the present.

Xia Tian is staring across the street.

The other Cerberus was nowhere to be seen, as though it had retreated temporarily, but it was definitely still there, hiding in the darkness around the corner, ready to drag someone away when they passed, or to loot someone if they were in danger.

They quickly exchanged a glance, after these days of fighting side by side, Bai Jing'an knew that Xia Tian was very experienced in dealing with such things. They both knew they had to wait until they got close enough. After all, there are not many bullets and they are not powerful enough.

The man with the child on his back took a step towards them and said, "I think we should go together—"

Bai Jing'an kept a cold face, pretending not to hear, turned his head to look at the pile of corpses in front of him, there was something underneath...

At this time, he heard a voice from above.

He slowly raised his head, and there was a thing lying on the residential house by the street and looking at him.

It had what at first glance looked like a weasel's head, small and monstrous, with sparse yellow hair and intelligent eyes.

The moment Bai Jingan saw it, it jumped down from above.

At the same time, it opened its body like a large meat blanket, Bai Jingan fired consecutively, the thing didn't notice it, and rushed towards it.

Bai Jingan dodged sideways, the monster wiped his nose and fell to the ground, emitting a stench. Bai Jingan took a step forward and stepped on its neck. Its flat body opened menacingly, with teeth growing at the corners.

At the same moment, Xia Tian turned around and shot, hitting its head.

It twitched a few times and then stopped moving. Xia Tian didn't stop, and raised his hand to shoot at the hellhound who had been peeping at the street corner, thinking that he had a chance and finally rushed over.

He was very calm when he fired, and he didn't do it until it rushed in front of him and he could see the minced meat between his teeth. The shot knocked half of his head away.

Bai Jing'an didn't even look at the hellhound that was rushing towards him, his attention was always on the creatures in the pile of corpses. The thing moved more and more, and finally crawled out from the stump.

The moment Bai Jingan shot, he realized that it was a mutated young man with the face of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a blue-gray uniform with the logo of "Hellfire Repair Shop".

But now the skull distorted like a melting candle, growing huge and elongated, with a mouth full of jagged fangs and a long, thin cry that sounded like a cry.

Bai Jing'an trembled, the gun slipped in his palm, but he held it firmly and shot him twice.

The twisting and pain were over, Bai Jing'an lowered his gun, and within ten seconds there was only a corpse at his and Xia Tian's feet, the whole process was extremely quick, with an anger that had nowhere to vent.

2.

The surroundings fell silent for a while, and a long mourning sound came from a distance, like the sound of hollow wind in this wild and crazy place.

The man next to him carrying the child suddenly bent over and spat out.

The woman walked slowly to the corpse and stroked the shattered head, not minding the blood and brains on her hands. With a trembling voice, she called out, "Serena?"

As if her touch could bring the stump back to life and respond to her.

Bai Jing'an turned around and left, Xia Tian followed him as calmly as possible, pretending that this absurd sad scene didn't exist.

Xia Tian almost stepped on a puddle of blood, Bai Jingan grabbed him, his hands were very strong. Xia Tian avoided the pool of blood and patted that person's arm.

Above is the heavy zenith, and the whole city is like a narrow cage. When you have been to the upper city, you can realize what those people have taken from them.

They can end this, just be smart, get your guns on... just one day.

After taking two steps, the two stopped again and looked at the things that came out of the street.

This is not surprising, there are such things everywhere on the street, but this one is particularly silent. Xia Tian froze there, watching it crawl silently along the corner of the street, and when he realized it, it was already in front of him.

The appearance of that thing... It's hard to describe, it's very tall, close to three meters, with pale skin like a human, and you can see blue and purple blood vessels.

The head above looks like a handsome human face, but it is only half of it. From the middle of the nose to the bottom, it seems to have been gouged out out of thin air. The fracture is covered with dense blood vessels. The neck is extremely long, and the two oval eyes look like mirrors. with him.

The three human-like hands on each side of it are small and white, almost transparent, completely inconsistent with the rules of evolution.

It didn't know when it appeared, like crawling silently along the street corner to his side.

Xia Tian stared at it, telling himself that this is nothing, and it is not particularly similar, many years have passed... This is just a game in the world.

Knowing it long ago, he has no time to recall the past, only to move forward.

The next moment, the monster rushed towards Xia Tian, and he shot it.

Its snake-like body deftly twisted around, the bullet hit the side of his belly, but it was not enough to cause damage, and those small human hands caught his lapel in an instant.

It opened its mouth suddenly, compared to its almost transparent body, it was a mouth full of blood, and its fangs gleamed under the fluorescent lamp.

Xia Tian threw the gun away—the bullets were used up—and strangled its neck, its body entwined him like a snake, he pulled out the gun from the back waist, and shot three times against its head.

The sound of the bullet hitting the skull was dull, and its head shattered into a mass of bone and brain matter in his arm. The dead body that clung to him came loose, as it had been a long time ago... All right, he told himself, it could be fixed.

He slowly stood up straight, but his knees gave way and he almost fell.

Bai Jing'an killed a mutated mouse that was crawling along the wall in front of him. The long-haired woman was still holding the horrible corpse. Her husband—probably—was still vomiting, and his legs were shaking so that he couldn't walk over.

He turned his head to look at Xia Tian, and saw that person crawling out of the corpse, staggered, almost fell down.

At that moment, he saw something dark and bloody beneath his always bright smile. His comrade-in-arms stretched out his hand to support the wall in embarrassment, stood firm, and after two seconds, bent down and retched.

Bai Jing'an walked over, Xia Tian didn't spit out anything. He had an upset stomach and drank some water before the game without eating anything. He touched Xia Tian's shoulder, that person was trembling.

A few strands of his hair fell out from the fight just now, and he was a little embarrassed. The monster's fangs scratched his right shoulder, oozing blood, but he didn't see it.

The strength in Bai Jingan's hand tightened a little, and he said softly: "We have to go."

Xia Tian nodded, looking a little pitiful, Bai Jingan thought that he would have to find a medical kit later, the medical kit in the lower city is not effective, but at least it can help.

He didn't ask if Xia Tian was okay. He's obviously not at all nice.

Yakovsky stared at Xia Tian on the screen, and zoomed in on the camera.

The much-anticipated star was tense all over, his hands were shaking, and he stumbled when he left the corpse. If Bai Jing'an hadn't helped him... Well, he probably wouldn't have fallen, he has good reflexes.

This kind of person will always force himself to stand firm and refuse to show his weakness, so he can live in the bloody world until now.

He was there, Jakovsky thought.

He came here to be the supervisor of the commemorative show, of course he should be on vacation now, but the company doesn't care if you are on vacation or not, you have to be there if you need you.

He sat amidst the pile of screens, empty wine bottle in hand, thinking how crazy the idea was.

It is common sense that everyone in the encapsulation area is dead.

Although the entertainment circle in Uptown has been discussing the possibility of survivors in different ways over the years, but... Well, according to the tireless analysis of Uptown fans, escape is not impossible.

The attention of the TV station is mainly concentrated on the core area. If the surrounding people are lucky and particularly clever, they may still survive.

Yakovsky made a key mark and asked the planning team to check, check the edge area, and the battle with the monster's similar mutant form.

Xia Tian is there, he is sure.

This is a big hit.

Bai Jing'an swept across a grocery store.

It's not easy to do business downtown, and there are always guns in these kinds of places.

This was a blitzkrieg. Bai Jing'an killed two mutant creatures that pounced on him, and got a Beretta II energy gun from under the cash register. He was finally satisfied with the caliber.

Xia Tian was responsible for attracting attention, and got a "Doomsday Phenomena" commemorative long gun, and felt that this adventure was really worthwhile. And Bai Jing'an even ordered a medical kit.

They left the grocery store, but once outside, they saw the couple standing in the doorway, having left Serena's body and apparently following them.

Bai Jing'an doesn't know what these people base their judgments on... Perhaps there is a plan behind them to manipulate their brains, making these two people pretend to be pitiful and follow along, creating conflicts for the competition.

He couldn't look at them, couldn't speak, he could only turn his head and pretend they didn't exist.

Gunshots were heard not far away, and it sounded like a fierce battle was taking place two streets away—most of the weapons in the kill show were loud, with little regard for safety in order to achieve full dramatic effect.

Bai Jing'an and Xia Tian walked over there with a cold face, there would be some contestants from the killing show, not the ghosts created by the upper city. While the single player competition allows cooperation, these people must cooperate if they want to survive.

The journey was fairly smooth, and two shots were fired, but there was no major trouble. The "residents" in the back just followed from a distance, and no fucking new plot happened.

They quickly found the location of the shootout. It was a square at the corner of the city, and they arrived at the end of a fierce battle.

The fighting team was dilapidated. At first, there were about a dozen people, and they probably decided to form a team temporarily after encountering each other. But just ran into a group of creatures with arthropods and long legs, and now there are not many left on both sides.

Blood and corpses were everywhere on the ground, people and monsters were mixed together, and it was hard to tell who was who.

Xia Tian took a glance and found that there were actually two acquaintances in the team.

Half of Doug's face was covered in blood, and the shot hit something crawling out of a manhole cover in the lower town with locks, but the ones here were completely destroyed.

Doug fired, rushed to the sewer, and stepped on the manhole cover. At the same time, Feng Dan rushed to a dilapidated residential house next to him, grabbed a crowbar and rushed out.

Doug put his back against the light pole and stepped on the manhole cover so hard that it kept vibrating. A patch of blood and minced flesh could be seen on the edge of the sewer mouth, and it was obvious that something was about to come up from below.

An arthropod-shaped monster rushed towards Feng Dan. He only turned his head sideways, and his sharp claws scratched his neck. Without stopping, he rushed to Doug and firmly bolted the crowbar to the manhole cover.

Doug withdrew his foot, raised his hand and knocked away the arthropod monster that charged again. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

From the beginning to the end, they didn't make eye contact for a second. Feng Dan clutched his bleeding neck, Doug lowered his head to get the medical kit, found a box of healing bandages and threw it to him. Obviously, he had robbed a certain pharmacy before.

Feng Dan took it, his hands were covered in blood, he was injured before, and he couldn't tear open the packaging bag no matter what.

Doug walked over with a cold face, took it over, tore open the bag, touched him, and motioned him to look up. He helped Feng Dan put on the bandage with a blank expression, stood up, picked up the firearm that fell on the ground just now, and continued to clean up the sporadic monsters.

Feng Dan stood up, picked up his gun, and shot a monster trying to bite his teammate's neck.

During the whole process, neither of them said a word, nor did they make any eye contact.

Seeing Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an, Doug raised his eyebrows as a greeting.

Xia Tian looked around, no matter how many people there were before this group of players, now there are only five or six left, struggling to clean up the remaining monsters on the battlefield.

In the shadows, a creature with jointed limbs and long legs was creeping towards Bai Jing'an, Xia Tian didn't even look at it and shot at it, the bullet grazed Bai Jing'an's shoulder and sent the monster flying.

There was a strange silence after the gunshots, and Xia Tian felt a faint sense of uneasiness. He turned his head to listen, and the sound of hitting the sewer cover disappeared.

Something had been there, but this moment had fled the place.

He subconsciously took a step back toward the wall, stretched out his hand to give Bai Jingan a hand, and said, "We have to leave here immediately..."

Then they saw the things that were coming around.

It can't be seen at first glance, and the shape is even quite beautiful, like huge curly leaves, and even the vein-like lines can be seen faintly. They were wriggling out of dark corners, and one was sliding down the sloping roof of the house.

He had never seen this thing before, probably a new design for the commemorative show.

"Fuck..." Doug said.

Xia Tian knows what this curse means. How long has it been since the show started? He doesn't even remember how many monsters he encountered. As expected of a lightning show, everything has to hurry up and appear on stage, because there are so many stars and time is tight.

Not far ahead, a young man knelt on the ground, looking at a pile of dead bodies in bewilderment. The one lying at his feet is only the upper half, probably a teammate.

A man in a graffiti suit and very stylish clothes reached out and pulled him up, saying, "Listen, we have to..."

At this moment, a "leaf" jumped up suddenly, blowing it over like a gust of wind, wrapping him from behind.

The moment the leaves opened, Xia Tian saw the dense red blood vessels inside it, full of fangs. It engulfed the man in the graffiti coat in an instant, leaving only the forearm outside, resting on the arm of a teammate.

The white creature became a full two meters tall, standing on the side of the street like an oversized garbage bag, with the sound of chewing coming from inside.

At the same time, its pale skin turned light red, and the blood vessels on it could be seen looming with the movement, and fresh blood was flowing into it.

It's hard to imagine what kind of creature would mutate like this, but in this world, most creatures are so highly alienated that people can no longer remember their previous appearance.

The young man kneeling on the ground stared blankly, then suddenly stood up on both hands and feet, leaving the monster that was becoming more and more red, and fell in the middle.

The arm of his teammate fell from mid-air, lying alone on the ground, with black edges of expensive fabrics.

The white monsters made a "rustling" sound and approached from all directions.

Xia Tian looked at the route, and said to Bai Jing'an: "I have to find a place to hide."

3.

The "local residents" looked at the monsters crawling over in groups in fear, and took two steps toward Xia Tian's direction.

Doug glanced at the three of them, expressionless, and no one else spoke. Everyone tried not to look at them, and the atmosphere was stiff and irritable.

The young man whose teammate died wanted to say something, Doug raised a finger and made a "shh" gesture at him, and the scene was silent.

No one has seen this stuff, but Kill Show contestants have instincts.

They survived the battles with various mutated creatures. What they do in their spare time is to fight monsters in the training program, study new products of Gene Studio and summarize the types of mutations.

Everyone notices the same thing the moment they see this thing: it has no eyes.

It relies on hearing.

At the moment when the monster killing started, no one reminded, but everyone at the scene fell into a tacit silence.

At this moment, the child behind the man trembled, he quickly looked back and said, "Are you awake, Xiao Fei?"

Not far in front of him, a white monster trembled and raised its blade-like head towards him. In the next second, it really jumped up and rushed towards the man like a huge garbage bag.

The killing show contestants around watched this scene, and no one raised their guns. No one wants to do anything, and everyone wants these "residents" to disappear.

I don't know if they came to the city to make a tragic drama in front of the camera, but no one is a fool, this is just adding salt to the wound.

At this moment, a rocket drew an arc from the air and hit the flying monster steadily.

The bomb was accurate and exploded in mid-air, and the fragments of the monster scattered in all directions, dragging the flames.

The loud noise made all the monsters raise their heads and make an attacking posture, but at this moment, several other rockets, plus several large-caliber pistols and energy guns, hit the pale blade-like monster from different angles . Xia Tian could tell at a glance that the opponent's attack line was clear, and he was clearing out a line.

The lights and shadows on the street changed, and no one was injured.

Xia Tian turned his head to look at the direction of the initial attack, it was a dark alley, a young man stood half in the light, and the other half was in the shadows, carrying a 20mm rocket launcher on his shoulder that was the Destroyer Commemorative Edition.

He was young, wearing a dirty T-shirt, stained with gunpowder, motor oil and blood, but a beam of light shone directly on him, making him like a light source that glowed faintly in the dark, attracting everyone's attention.

He waved at them and called, "This way!"

From the window of a residential building on the street, another young man's voice shouted: "The route is safe, hurry up!"

The contestants watched this scene dumbfounded, unable to react.

The "local" family hurried towards the alley with their children, and the Killing Show contestants stood there blankly, looking at the bazooka-carrying guy in disbelief.

The sound of guns and guns continued, but there was a blankness of shock in this group of people.

They had seen something similar three hours earlier on the big screen at the opening party. That person looked like a natural luminous body in the dark alleys of the lower city, holding a heavy weapon. He was a huge God of War who had stood in the Shura field for so many years.

On the hugely invested stage in Uptown, they also saw the same face on the holographic screen, the face of a star, playing Bai Lin.

Here, he is Bai Lin.

Xia Tian stared at the hero movie-like scene in front of him, the man was calling his friends to clear the escape route and save the common people. All eyes and movements followed him unconsciously. He was handsome and bright, with a calm demeanor, as if he could solve everything.

Xia Tian's heartbeat was fast, his hands and feet were cold, and he was clutching the gun tightly.

He's not sure what he wants to do, maybe he wants to kill the "residents" and "rebels" created by the uptown party, and they are only appropriate as corpses in this bloody carnage. But the massacre wasn't real either, the whole place was just a stage.

He himself was nothing more than a star for the world's entertainment.

"Bai... Bai Lin?" someone next to him said.

"But—how could they—"

"Damn, they cloned Bai Lin?!"

"How could they do such a thing!"

Xia Tian said to himself, it wasn't Bai Lin, of course it wasn't Bai Lin, they didn't have his DNA.

—From the beginning of the riots, Fujin TV Station has been lowering its cameras in an attempt to broadcast live. The core figures of the riots in the lower city knew this, and most of them wore jammers on their bodies, so that the whole riot was shrouded in mist and it was hard to see clearly... It also gave the entertainment circle in the upper city a huge room to play.

To be sure, Uptown doesn't have most of the native genes.

After the massacre, they spent a lot of time controlling the biological contamination. When they entered this place again, the residents of the lower city had already been digested in the stomach of the monster for several rounds.

Most of the... people here are recreated by Gene Studio based on the images in the video.

Xia Tian told himself that this was nothing, just another game.

Like countless games in the world, they adapted and redesigned the leader of the Downtown Rebels, placed him in the entertainment circle, and turned him into a star who could make the uptown people make a lot of money—

He was used to it, and the anger that had burned all over his limbs sank into his bones, turning into a cold, stubborn hatred.

Around him, a group of contestants in the lower city finally came to their senses, clutching the handles of their guns, but they didn't know what to do.

The young man whose teammate died before—later Xia Tian knew his name was Wen Feng—watched this scene blankly, and he knew at a glance that he was from the upper city. They would never understand.

Feng Dan looked at it for a while, then turned his head to look at a few contestants going down town, and said in a hoarse voice, "We have to go there."

Several people nodded stiffly. They all knew that this was a feast carefully prepared by Shangcheng, and they had to go with it.

Xia Tian took two steps and looked back at Bai Jing'an.

Tactical Planning stared at the group of young people, holding a gun, standing motionless among the corpses on the ground, looking like he wanted to rush over and kill the group of people.

"Xiaobai?" he said.

Bai Jing'an didn't say a word, and followed gloomyly with a gun in his hand. Including "Bai Lin", there were four people in that group, all of whom looked like the actors in "Leaving the Darkness". Their weapons are top-notch, and those white monsters who follow by voice look like paper under this firepower.

A few people retreated from the residence gracefully, "Bai Lin" led them forward, and said, "We found an underground garage, there are some things that can help—"

His voice is calm and steady, as if all the problems are under control.

The man carrying the child excitedly said to a young man in the "rebel team": "I knew Bai Lin would come, he would never let us die here, he must—"

Xia Tian suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand, and shot "Bai Lin" in the back of the head.

This time, without any warning, the leader of the technical NPC exploded in all directions, splashing blood all over his face.

The young man next to "Bai Lin" froze, this behavior was so sudden and illogical that no one could react. When he realized something and was about to raise his gun, Xia Tian also shot him in the head.

The third person was also blinded. He was about to raise his hand when Feng Dan who was next to him shot him in the skull with a quick shot.

At the same time, Bai Jing'an exploded the head of the fourth person.

In an instant, all that was left of the group were corpses all over the place.

The family who had just been saved next to them was also stunned—to be precise, the real-time planners should be stunned, not understanding how this scene happened.

There was a dead silence around, Xia Tian wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, there was quite a lot.

"I... shit..." Doug said, "You just killed Bai Lin!"

"He's not Bai Lin." Xia Tian said, "Bai Lin is dead."

"But... this is a story line..." said the young man named Wen Feng.

"I really don't want to listen to them anymore." Xia Tian said.

There were bloodstains under his feet, and the corpse was "horrible" is not enough to describe it. Bai Jingan also lowered his head and stared at the dead body for a while, then turned to look at Xia Tian.

Xia Tian looked at him. Bai Jing'an's face was also splattered with blood, which made his skin paler. He had handsome features and always looked gentle and harmless, but at that moment there was something strange in his expression.

That thing sometimes flashed under his flat expression, but it was always more vivid in the blood and killing.

Xia Tian showed him a bright smile.

He knew that he shouldn't kill "Bai Lin" and he would be in big trouble, but he was still in a good mood, and the anger that was boiling in his body before finally calmed down.

He ignored the pile of bio-waste beneath his feet, which was the essence of what was built in Uptown. Maybe they created countless rebel leaders in movies and games, using people pretending to be him for sex, but in their place, Bai Lin is still the only one.

I don't know if there is anyone from the fifth protagonist team, if there is, the planners will definitely not dare to let him appear. The white creature behind continued to move forward, Xia Tian picked up the scattered weapons on the ground, gestured to several accomplices, and went to the underground garage that these people said together.

The "local resident" seemed to have crashed and did not respond. Being so close, Xia Tian could smell the rotten aura emanating from the child's body under the high heat.

He knew this smell, he had smelled it up close, and he would never forget it in his life.

It is mutating.

He's been through indoor mutations and knows how scary it can be. He clearly remembered that it was a refuge for almost a hundred people, and the process... don't mention it. It ended up being a house full of body parts, so jumbled together that no one could tell who belonged to whom. Life is worthless here.

He guessed that the ratings of the scene in the upper city were good, so the planning team prepared a mutated child and planned to repeat it in that "underground garage".

But now nothing will happen.

It is said to be an underground garage, but it is actually a half-underground hall.

It was rebuilt from an old surface building with a very high ceiling. I don't know what it was used for before. Iron bars are welded on the windows exposed to the surface, and the law and order are not good, as are most buildings in the lower city. This should be just a temporarily found stronghold, but the standard is first-class in all aspects.

There were even a few cars parked in the corner of the hall, and he and Bai Jingan couldn't find a single car along the way - it didn't conform to the historical facts at all!

As a result, as soon as the story line of the stars was encountered, the car appeared immediately.

Xia Tian looked at those fuel vehicles and felt very kind. There is no maglev road in the lower city, anti-gravity vehicles are too expensive, and all old cars are used.

He'd first seen the repulsors when he'd been uptown, and now he had seven of them lined up in his garage.

Several civilians have gathered in the hall, this is for the stimulation of indoor mutation, after all, there must be enough victims to make it look good.

These people looked at them blankly, the players ignored them, Doug and the others were discussing to "invite them out", Xia Tian felt that the planning team must be holding an emergency meeting.

As far as the current situation is concerned, those people definitely can't engage in the set of "they killed Bai Lin, and the people in the city thought they were demons and wanted to attack them". There is a gun in it, and it can wipe out the poor residents in thirty seconds.

And since the image created by the organizers is that of a hero from down town, the commemorative show still needs them to show enough love for the people, and to interpret the heartbreak and pain of the massacre...

It's a headache just thinking about it, it's better to leave the development of the plot to the planners to worry about.