1.
It rained heavily for twenty minutes, until all the flames were extinguished, and then stopped sensibly.
The sun came out from the gloomy clouds in the east, the color was transparent and brilliant, and it sprinkled golden light on the earth, like a scene in a religious painting.
Xia Tian held on to the stone sculpture and tried to stand firm. On the side of the stone edge hung the corpse of a white ghost. This thing made him very embarrassed just now.
Half of his body was numb, he couldn't feel the wound on his body, and the gun was out of bullets. At last he seized the monster by the neck, and pressed its head against the stone cone until the sharp point protruded from the right eye socket.
This was a primitive, savage, and imageless hand-to-hand fight. He heard someone behind him laugh nervously and say, "They are completely shameless."
Xia Tian got up from the bloody corpse and even slipped a bit. The sun was shining brightly, and the water droplets on the grass blades were crystal clear, or they were full of blood.
He stood cautiously, raised his head, and looked at a group of people coming out of the wolf smoke.
Mr Angle.
He walked in the front, looking very embarrassed, with messy hair, black ash on his face, scratches on his forehead, a deep wound on his shoulder, and shrapnel embedded in it. He probably hasn't eaten like this since he got the amnesty. loss.
He saw Xia Tian at a glance, staring viciously. Xia Tian also stared back.
Ange walked out of a large group of followers behind Ange, walked carefully to the side, tiptoed the gun closest to Xia Tian, and quickly returned to the team.
An Ge looked at Xia Tian, he had a ferocious expression before, but in this glance, his face began to reveal a hint of other meaning.
Xia Tian was drenched through the shower, his hair kept dripping, his coat went somewhere, his shirt was stuck to his body, several buttons were torn off during the fight just now, exposing his chest.
Ange's eyes swept over meaningfully, and Xia Tian immediately realized what he was thinking, he was quite familiar with this kind of eyes. It's just that there were corpses all around their feet, and the air was filled with the stench of burning flesh... He couldn't believe that someone could think about such things at such a time!
"You should take off your clothes." Ange said softly to him. "After all, there are no real monsters to kill in the world. What you do is just to make people entertained. At this time, what you should do is take off your clothes." , Show your figure to the camera."
He looked at him with wanton and explicit eyes.
"Someone of those high-ranking people has fucked you, hasn't he?" he said, with a relaxed tone. "If you didn't before, there will be. There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's your first year in town and you don't know what this place is." .”
He had a smile on his face, but he looked at Xia Tian with cold eyes, hatred, insult and lust mixed together, it was difficult to distinguish.
Xia Tian smiled at him suddenly.
He was drenched thoroughly, but his smile was amazingly bright, as if he had a spotlight, it was the kind of handsome smile when he wanted to hook someone up.
He opened his hand towards him and said, "Come and help me take it off."
The lawyer in charge looked at him with a gloomy face, then tightly gripped his cane, his knuckles turning white.
He stood motionless, Xia Tian smiled brighter and triumphantly in the sun.
It's all because the planning team's victory is fucking ugly!
After the incident with An Xiaoyin, they couldn't manage Xia Tian, Ange thought to himself, he could clearly feel the planning team's helplessness here.
Those people control the whole world, and they should be the gods who decide the fate on the stage—hasn’t it been like this for so many years? ! But now everyone can see Xia Tian forcing them into a panic.
Coping with weakness, indecision, lack of dignity, confusion, failure and flaws exposed.
They have never been gods, and even if they have mastered such a technology, they are just a group of workers, drug addicts with no self-esteem at all, who have no position and cannot make the simplest decision.
The sayings of the sacred, invincible and the web of fate these years have become a joke.
So he also became a joke.
An Ge stared at the little bastard with a nice smile on the opposite side, and suddenly said, "I can ask An Xiaoyin to take it off for you."
He regained his kind smile, and continued: "There is always something like this, isn't it? This is a scene. In a scene, besides a handsome battle, there must also be a kiss and a sex scene. She is very beautiful , you have nothing to criticize."
An Xiaoyin stood there with a pale face, and the lawyer in charge saw with satisfaction that the smile on Xia Tian's face disappeared.
Bai Jing'an just finished a battle.
It was a weird creature with octopus tentacles, and the wrapping method was extremely obscene. The planning team deliberately created this thing to increase the ratings.
When he killed his opponent and subconsciously turned his head to confirm Xia Tian's safety, the latter was pressing a monster's head to the stone cone, and looked up at him. They exchanged a confirming look, each moved away, Bai Jingan turned his head and continued to shake off those tentacles that were not loose, Xia Tian tried to stand up, he really wished he could stand up.
Wei Xi was miraculously unscathed. In the chaos, he did not know where to get a simulation access device. The huge vision mirror covered half of his face. He sat cross-legged among the corpses, concentrating on calculating something. He looks like someone in the wrong scene, yet perfectly fitting.
Eric was cleaning up the corpses under his feet, Bai Jingan left the water - the thing dragged him six or seven meters into the water - he glanced around, there were still about half of the people alive, it was obvious that the organizers were hesitant. It's only been a week since the start of the competition, and there are still a bunch of programs behind, so someone needs to continue to toss, and the death rate should not be too high.
Then he heard the words of the lawyer in charge.
"Dead people, kisses or bed scenes, there's not too much difference." The man said to Xia Tian, "You are especially suitable for some warm scenes now. The scene here is good, and they will make a beautiful cut."
He made a gesture of looking forward. Around them, the dark clouds had completely dissipated, and a rainbow hung in the sky, reflecting the battlefield with black smoke and corpses.
"No one can escape from this world, whether it's you or her, it's the same." Ange continued, reaching out to grab An Xiaoyin's arm.
He was injured and not very agile, she took a step back and he missed it.
An Ge was a little surprised, probably thinking that she would stand there obediently and let him catch her.
He turned his head and said to An Xiaoyin, "Come here."
She shook her head, looking terribly pale. How humiliating and frightening these things are when you experience them yourself.
Xia Tian glared at the lawyer NPC in charge.
He tried his best to straighten his back in front of the man, but he looked a little dazed.
Bai Jing'an knows this kind of powerlessness, there are too many faces like Ange's in the world... with countless eyes, and endless desires. That becomes something larger and more terrifying, forming the sky and the ground and the storm itself, making everything malevolent and leaving you cornered in a beautiful world.
It's just that at this moment, what they saw was a man smiling maliciously and a girl with a pale face.
You can't find your opponent, and you just don't understand why a simple scene makes people so desperate and desperate.
"There has never been a monster in this world that needs to be killed. We created monsters, all we want is the fun of killing them." The lawyer in charge said to An Xiaoyin, "What you want to do is no different from those desperate fighters, and even more so. welcome."
At this moment, the wind blows away some of the smell of scorching and gunpowder smoke, and without looking at the corpses, the scene is really romantic.
He saw that An Xiaoyin looked very kind, and what he said was almost a kind of friendly advice. It is indeed a simple, inevitable and inescapable path in this world. And his eyes shone with excitement, a look that was commonplace in the upper world, happy to see others completely shattered without dignity.
Xia Tian glared at An Ge viciously, trying to find words to fight back, but probably couldn't find them. He was telling the truth.
Bai Jing'an didn't know what to say, you have nothing to say with the perverts in Shangcheng, so he just walked towards Xia Tian. He didn't know what to do, he just wanted to come and stay beside him.
Bai Jing'an looked terribly embarrassed, his whole body was drenched, his clothes were torn in a mess, revealing the hideous wound underneath. When he saw it in the mirror before, he himself felt as if his whole body had been torn apart and put back together again.
After returning to Shangcheng for so many years, Bai Jing'an never thought of removing it, but just hid it under his clothes. But at this moment, he was really too lazy to do it, and there was nothing shameful about it.
Xia Tian glared at Ange, still looking for a way to fight back, he couldn't even stand firmly, and he had to win a round of verbal disputes.
While thinking about this, Bai Jing'an felt Xia Tian grabbed him by the collar, dragged him over, and kissed him on the lips forcefully.
This kiss lasted for three or four seconds, Bai Jingan froze there, still maintaining the posture of raising his hand just now, not knowing what other action should be better.
Someone behind said "Fuck me", Bai Jing'an tasted blood, gunpowder smoke and anger. When Xia Tian turned his head to show that smile at him just now, Bai Jing'an knew what he was going to do, but what the hell is going on? !
Xia Tian let him go, turned to Ange with a provocative smile, and said, "Do you like it?"
A group of people next to them turned their heads to stare at them, and those who had already walked a long way turned around curiously, and someone beside them laughed.
Bai Jing'an thought to himself, he really did not follow the usual path, he was so boring that he was speechless.
He licked his lower lip, and the smell of blood permeated between his lips and teeth. There is always the smell of blood on the battlefield, but this time it belongs to the "God of Destiny".
He also turned to look at Mr. Angle, who stared at them both. In this arena, he was undoubtedly a "spokesman of destiny", and this spokesperson who was supposed to be calm had a really exciting expression at the moment, completely ignoring An Xiaoyin.
Xia Tian smiled provocatively. On the messy battlefield, the sun shone on him, and he was born with the ability to gather light.
They did win something.
Bai Jing'an scanned the battlefield, gazing at their huge opponent through the gunpowder smoke and beautiful scenery.
He suddenly thought, a long, long time ago, when he looked up at the sky in the lower city, he must have thought... He doesn't care what others say, how crazy this idea is—his enemy is the whole world!
Eric said the race was "literally a brake failure", but Bai Jingan knew what they were doing.
—Challenge the "God of Destiny".
They tore away the gorgeous and orderly curtain of the killing show, exposing the incomplete and messy inside. "Fate" is no longer invincible, just a greedy and chaotic face wearing a dazzling mask.
You can also be confused, make mistakes and be embarrassed, or be tricked by mischief.
Ange looked at the two of them coldly, and suddenly said, "Two hours later, in the main banquet hall, I have news to announce."
His voice is still steady, speaking the characters' lines, but the way he stares at them is full of naked malice.
"I just got the news that some Avengers have sneaked into us, and we have to find them no matter what. Those who find them will directly advance and end the game." He said.
These words finally made several gloating players look up at him. He was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and then said: "I will send you invitation letters."
He dropped a cold look, turned and left.
An Xiaoyin stood far behind, turned to look at Xia Tian, and the lawyer in charge said, "An Xiaoyin!"
She gave them both a smile, and turned to follow, still pale, but her steps were a little lighter, a certain heavy fear receded, and she was a little like the girl who whistled while pruning the flower branches in the first place.
Behind her, Bai Jing'an and Xia Tian exchanged glances, Eric limped up to them, and they realized what Ange was talking about: joker cards.
Thinking about it now, that thing was originally a tool for the organizers to increase the risk and excitement of the third arena. Who would have thought that the third arena is now over-stimulating, and the joke card has become a thing to restrain and punish them.
There was silence all around, the footsteps of the NPC's group leaving still lingered in my ears, the pungent smell of flesh and blood hadn't dissipated, and the deliberate brisk singing of birds came from a distance.
At this moment, Wei Xi raised his head and said, "I discovered something."
2.
The network logistics pushed up the virtual glasses, looking like a trendy hacker.
"Anger once said they were biological weapons," he said, ignoring the corpses around him, "but monsters can't be weapons, weapons must be manipulated."
Without waiting for anyone to answer, he threw a large pile of bloody chips on the grass, and a stack of holographic windows popped up. For a moment, the battlefield became a strategic analysis room, full of morphological diagrams of white ghosts.
"I have carried out a large-scale chip collection," Wei Xi said, "integrating the laws of the chip, this thing is based on the 'Ultimate Control' as the prototype, the third form of the C-level, the signal will be traced to a certain core area—"
This network logistics guy has been eyeing something since he escaped from the corpse last night. Eric has been watching him all the way, but he has always been a master in his own battlefield.
"Shouldn't it be outside the arena?" Fei You said.
"No, all the settings of the arena are self-contained," Wei Xi said, "uptown development has been developed for many years, and the rules of the game are very perfect-if it is set as a biological weapon, then there must be a control valve. As a result There really are."
He deftly popped up another data frame and said, "I'm pretty sure that's some kind of cell tower—"
All the people around gathered around, and those who were seriously injured and unable to stand up also looked in this direction and listened attentively to him.
Before Wei Xi finished speaking, a voice in the crowd suddenly said, "How to get there?"
Several people turned to look at him, it was a man wearing gray pajamas with the logo of Tianxing Network TV Station. The man was seriously injured, and he didn't look like he could go, but his tone was very firm.
Wei Xi raised his hand and popped up a circuit diagram.
"The dark caverns on the west wing," he said, "there's a lot of white ghosts there, but..."
He shrugged.
"We can go, can't we?"
Everyone lowered their heads to receive the route, and a voice asked, "Then do you want to go to the banquet hall?"
"Why go to the banquet hall!" someone said.
"We went to take that place." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jing'an is very sure about the next plot.
It is clear that "Mr. Shi" has a secret laboratory deep in the garden, a relic of the splendor of his youth, where he conducts inhuman experiments. At this important moment of choosing an heir, it still played a major role, controlling the monsters to starve and devour them.
It's the same cliché after another, familiar to the people of Uptown, but it's colored by countless real deaths.
After Wei Xi finished speaking, a group of people discussed what to do, and the smell of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield did not dissipate. The few people next to him were laughing at An Ge's expression when Xia Tian kissed Bai Jing'an again, all of them were seriously injured, but they couldn't be happier.
"We need to find a place to rest first," Bai Jing'an said, "and then discuss the next step..."
Someone whistled from behind, Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an turned their heads to look, but the other party closed their mouths and put on an innocent look.
Bai Jing'an turned his head and said to Xia Tian: "I know you're upset, but does it have to be so creative?"
Xia Tian smiled at him.
"Did you see his expression?" he said.
Bai Jing'an nodded, indicating that he saw it, it was indeed a bit exciting, and decided not to discuss this topic with him anymore.
Xia Tian has this ability, under that kind of smile, everything seems to be taken for granted, very simple, not worth talking about.
The contestants counted their weapons, exchanged the weapons and magazines they were comfortable with, and chatted without saying a word.
Bai Jing'an could feel that everyone was looking in this direction... Then he realized that they were looking at Xia Tian. When you are in trouble, your eyes will follow something inadvertently, and they will unconsciously look at Xia Tian.
Bai Jing'an also turned his head to look at him, the man's body has not recovered yet, he was sitting by the stone carving. Sharp stone edges pierced obliquely, and the corpse of the white ghost was still twitching.
Xia Tian looked down at his mobile phone intently, a few locks of hair were loose, the sun shone on him, and next to him were a large number of corpses he gathered and killed. He's like center stage.
Xia Tian muttered a dirty word.
"What's wrong?" Bai Jing'an said.
"The internet is down."
"What are you doing?"
"I just think that the monster signal transmitter is such a good thing," Xia Tian said, "it should be announced."
Eric next to him froze for a moment, and said, "You're here again, just like you announced the arsenal before?"
Xia Tian gave a "hmm" and said, "Then the internet was cut off."
Eric laughed sullenly, and said, "You are truly amazing in terms of lethality."
Bai Jing'an took the phone - I'm glad that no one whistled at last, and everyone's attention was on the Internet. There is a sign on the terminal page that the connection is not available, and it is written in a big way: Everyone must keep silent in extraordinary times.
Someone behind suddenly laughed and said, "I've never seen such a thing in my life."
"That's how the internet went down?" said another.
"The destructive power is amazing."
People in the surrounding circle echoed, saying that Xia Tian "just can toss".
Wei Xi checked the network and said: "The closed authority is very high, and it can't be repaired in a while. But we can go directly to the banquet hall and tell them about the launcher?"
"This is the fourth round of the killing show, and it's not really the private garden of the perverted rich man." Eric said, "We can't get there alive."
"Even if we arrive, we won't be able to leave the hall." Fei You said.
Wei Xi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, indicating that he understood. Stay here long enough and you'll figure it out.
"If I," said the guy in the blood-stained blue marmot pajamas, "even if I don't usually watch the kill show, I'd have to watch this scene."
"Well, I've never seen the planning team look so ugly, anti-light evolution, rain, turning tricks, pinching the Internet." Someone said, "What else can they do?"
"A missile will level the field." Mo An said.
A group of people laughed, the laughter smelled of anger and blood, they were at a complete disadvantage, but when they talked and laughed, they showed a posture of not wanting to kill villains.
The host was no longer high above the clouds, and everyone below looked up at the throne, holding bloody knives in their hands.
A group of people dispersed temporarily, and several people of Xia Tian's team also found an empty house to rest.
They count weapons, treat wounds, and few speak. It's not so much a rest, it's better to say it's the atmosphere of going to the battlefield.
There is always a period of time before a great war. Pack yourself up and get ready, whatever the path is, you've got to walk it.
Xia Tian roughly treated the wound, took a shower, changed his clothes and came out.
The advantage of this place is probably that there are uncut clothes everywhere, food with labels, and it is a luxurious country where all daily necessities grow on their own.
Bai Jing'an also tidied up and was counting the weapons. Although in fact everything that needs to be cleaned up has been cleaned up, he knows what is there, and he also knows how dangerous this trip is.
I don't know who owned the house before, and the clothes are serious, not the type they usually wear. Fortunately, the formal clothes of the killing show never interfere with the fight.
Dressed in a chilling outfit, Xia Tian walked out of the kitchen, holding a box of snacks in his hand, and said, "This honey egg tart tastes good."
He sat down beside Bai Jingan and handed him one. Bai Jing'an felt that he should have no appetite, but after eating it, he found that it tasted very good, and he hadn't eaten since last night, so he was really hungry.
Eric also reached out and took one, and Xia Tian threw one to Wei Xi who turned his head to look at this side.
Wei Xi couldn't find the clothes he was used to, so he wore a sky-high formal suit, left his coat undone, and unbuttoned three buttons of his black shirt, and sat cross-legged on the carpet, with countless surveillance videos circulating around him. The page of the discussion board on his side says "Connecting", and the attached decoding window data is flashing, and it is working.
A few people finished off the egg tarts, and found a box of fresh fruit mille-feuille, which settled the breakfast.
They hardly spoke, and there were probably quite a few people outside looking for food to deal with, and the things here were all the most famous food brands on the upper floor.
While eating breakfast, Bai Jing'an looked at Wei Xi's monitoring screen.
The monitoring screen showed the distant view of the main banquet hall, and the screen was enlarged to the maximum. It hung in the living room like a poster of a disaster movie.
The main hall was originally very grand, but now half of it was destroyed by Xia Tian, like a half-corroded giant cake, and the white wall became a collapsed and shrunken pile of black charcoal.
While watching it for a while, a column couldn't support it and fell down, which shocked several contestants who attended the banquet.
However, during the competition, the engineering department of the TV station cannot be allowed to repair it on the spot, so it can only collapse like this.
The other contestants had obviously received the notice of the banquet, and more and more gathered there. Obviously, the communication network used by the sponsor to send missions will not be interrupted.
In the video, Bai Jing'an saw one of them gesticulating to his companion the scene of the night's battle, and the other party listened with joy.
Everyone is talking about this. Although he didn't participate, the incident in the early morning spread to everyone's ears, and everyone who came was talking about the same thing: that fire, and what the hell happened to Xia Tian.
The gloom of drifting with the tide dissipated a lot, and the smiles of the contestants flashed through the clouds, dazzling and full of gunpowder. They all smiled gloatingly, eager to see blood, and wanted to see who would make a big mess.
The group of four finished their rest, packed up their weapons, and joined several other teams next to a heavily burned gazebo.
The scenery along the way is messy, and the lush trees, statues or flowers are all burnt to charcoal, which makes people feel a kind of cold excitement. In the killing show arena, everyone can feel the destructive desire under extreme pressure. Everything here is tempting people to release the crazy things in their hearts.
Only this time, the desire was aimed at the arena itself.
A group of people met and discussed tactics in a cryptic manner. Those who can get along to the present are all masters. They hardly need to speak, and their intentions are clear.
Then everyone walked through the ruins and walked in the direction of the launch tower.
The surrounding scenery quickly became lush and lush again. The players treated their injuries and put on expensive new clothes, but each of them had a murderous look on their faces, dragging long and destructive shadows from the battlefield.
Not far from the arena, the banquet had already begun. During this short period of time, drinks and snacks were placed, and there were not any missing advertisements.
Although looking out of the window, you can see the remains of the fire outside, which is too extravagant to be convincing, but Bai Jing'an feels that these two places are very commensurate, since everything is built on the basis of destruction.
The contact lens on one side of him has been paying attention to the situation of the banquet, and he can see Ange scanning the crowd, trying to find Xia Tian from it, as if he is the meaning of this party.
Xia Tian is indeed true, things have developed to the present, no longer proceed according to the rules, and become like a personal enmity, no one is superior, only you live and die.
"At seven o'clock yesterday afternoon, some bones were fished out from the experimental pool of the Third Science and Technology Center of the Shi Empire." An Ge announced to the contestants in front of him, "Because the corrosion is too severe, it is still impossible to determine how many people there are. They say there are at least three. However, the preliminary DNA identification results are already in place, and everyone has the genetic marker left by Mr. Shi back then."
He scans the crowd.
"Do you know what this means?" He said, "It means that recently, someone brutally killed Mr. Shi's heirs, got the mark, and got involved in the battle for succession rights. I'm sure they are still alive, and absolutely Not here to say hello and have a party."
In the banquet hall, a group of contestants were disheveled, lack of sleep, whispering. There were people looking left and right, trying to analyze the situation, and some still hadn't figured out what was going on.
"Everyone, we all know what they are here for. Mr. Shi is a great man, greatness always comes at a price." Mr. Ange continued, "These lowly avengers think they can change fate and reverse the order. It is absolutely not allowed. Now, it is time for everyone to prove their strength."
"Wait a minute, is there a ghost card setting in this round?" a player said.
"I remember saying that there are random joke cards, I want to stimulate it."
"Now that the plot is like this, why the hell are you going to add the Avengers?"
"It was announced earlier, and it cannot be changed."
"It couldn't be any better."
"Because the arena is isolated, we are currently unable to get in touch with the outside world." The lawyer in charge NPC continued, "But once the latest genetic test results are obtained, the airship will arrive as soon as possible—"
He didn't look at the people around him when he spoke, but stared at a camera behind him. In the release of clues this time, the focus of the plot is not on any of the contestants present.
The main line, planning and development are all aimed at one person.
"Before that, if you can find the ghost and kill him," Ange said, "you can be directly promoted to the heir and end the fight."
He looked around with satisfaction at the players who finally became focused.
"Motivation will always be reflected in behavior. Their actions are different from yours. Enough videos, guesses and inferences will lead to the correct result." He said, wishing to directly name the joker.
"You'd better hurry up," he continued, "White ghosts are fast in terms of anti-light evolution and reproduction."
Listening to the meeting over there, Bai Jing'an thought to himself, they are indeed the humble avengers that An Ge said.
It's just that the confrontation goes to another level. After crossing the terms of the rules and looking up at the clouds, the organizer's bloody body loomed.