Invincible world, starting from becoming a system

The magical, brainwashing singing sounded again.

Most of the living people on the field walked cautiously, gradually grasping the rhythm.

Hu Tutu, who took Jiuwei Dihuang Wan, is no longer low-key.

It's like a different person, contrary to the normal state of dullness before.

It quickly caught up with the pace of the large army.

After that, he slowly moved forward with the team.

After all, there is still time, no matter how fast you run, it is useless if your soul cannot catch up.

Most people choose the steady strategy.

But there are still courageous people who want to clear the customs earlier, so as to avoid the threat of being killed on the spot due to violations.

Running at the front of the line was a black mohawk.

Knowing Chinese, coupled with his strong body and bones, Mohawk has a lot of advantages in this game.

In the last 100 meters, Mohawk looked back with a proud expression of victory.

It only takes a few sprints for him to reach the finish line.

"Haha! I'm going to win!"

The moment he stepped on the 100-meter distance line.

The singing language of the Snow King doll suddenly switched.

"I Love You, You Love Me, XXXX Icecream&Tea～"

All of a sudden, everyone was relieved, as long as the melody remains the same, it doesn't matter how the language changes.

Someone said happily, "Fortunately, music has no national boundaries."

Soon, Mohawk stepped onto the 50-meter line.

Happy, happy, still tmd happy!
Mohigan was very happy in his heart. Even if their tribe had just connected to the Internet, they knew about the No.1 reward of the wooden man competition.

In the game link of the second level, you will have the right to be the first to choose.

As for the second level, once the simplest game props are selected, there will be no difficulty.

It is no different from the third pass!

One step ahead, step by step ahead, this is the successful experience of most pyramid game winners!

A smile and white teeth emerged on the dark face.

At the same time, the Snow King doll turned around again, and the corner of its originally curved mouth twitched strangely.

The melody of the song changes!

This time, it's an extremely exaggerated and explosive DJ dance music.

"You love me, xxxx is sweet."

"Sweet honey, you love me, xxxx I love you."

"..."

Messy.

The contestants were completely messed up.

The melody and rhythm of the song suddenly changed like this, and everyone present went numb.

This is not a song, it is fate!

boom! boom! boom!
boom!boom!Crack!
More and more people made mistakes, and the sound of gunshots mixed with the DJ's ecstatic songs, forming a symphony of death.

Mohawk, who was leading every step of the way, lost his rhythm completely in the second line of the DJ Ghost Animal's melody, and fell into the yellow sand.

If you look at it from a high altitude, the densely packed corpses on the ground seem to form an inverted triangle.

The farther you go, the fewer people are alive.

There are fewer people who can die.

Hu Tutu was already drenched in sweat. Under Lin Nian's reminder, although he was able to grasp the timing of Snow King's turning back, his physical strength was still a bit behind.

There is no way, the more than 5000 people who are still on the field are like a group of ghosts.

This is a double torment both physically and mentally.

What kind of pyramid game is this? This is clearly a killing game!
"boom!"

I don't know how many times Hu Tutu heard the gunshots.

With every gunshot, someone died.

Death, here, is a common thing.

"Death is like the wind, always with me!"

Hu Tutu said extremely pretentiously.

With the system, he has already determined that he will become the winner of this pyramid game.

As long as you don't die!
"It is my duty to recast the glory of the Hu family!"

live!I must live!
Hu Tutu's eyes were red, and his attention was mobilized to the extreme!

Finally, after a difficult trek, Hu Tutu successfully reached the red line stepping on corpses and blood.

After 2 minutes, the countdown ends.

10 people came in, and only [-] people passed the first pass.

"This is the price you need to pay to become rich."

A group of masked people with geometric figures surrounded the white-haired old man and came to the winner of the first round of the game.

"According to the rules of the game, you will have a day's rest, adjust your status well, and prepare for the start of the third round of the game, giggling."

With a strange smile, the white-haired old man walked away.

The person who greeted Hu Tutu was a masked man with a triangle printed on it.

Without saying a word, he was brought into a cubicle.

The sudden withdrawal of the needle made Hu Tutu's pupils tremble slightly.

"Competition, draw blood."

The masked man makes an electronically synthesized voice.

"Blood drawing? There has never been a precedent for drawing blood in the previous pyramid game!"

After three breaths, close the door and leave.

Hu Tutu was the only one left in the room.

Hu Tutu did not relax.

It is common sense that there must be surveillance cameras in the room.

Simply eat something to replenish your exhausted energy.

No one dared to go to sleep, Quan Qiang pulled himself together and listened to the knock on the door.

The props for the second round of the game will be delivered at any time of the day.

If it cannot be completed within the specified time, the failure to break through the level means death.

dong dong dong.

The knock on the door echoed through the maze of corridors.

The tattooed man whose ears were already pressed against the iron gate looked overjoyed.

"coming!"

There is a tray at the door.

Cutout game, the second level of the pyramid game.

Next, you only need to use a needle to completely cut out the pattern printed in the sugar cake, and it will be considered a pass.

In the hearts of all contestants, this is the easiest level of the pyramid game.

Every time the second pass, there are twenty patterns that are turned over and over again.

The same style of sugar cakes in the pyramid game has long been flooded all over the world.

Cutout skills have long become an essential skill for all people.

Just like Blue Star World's P-picture technology, everyone is now a master of picture-cutting!
boom!The iron door was closed, and the iron box was opened.

The corners of the tattooed man's mouth twitched constantly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the pattern on it in disbelief.

"Two... QR code??!"

The pattern that had never been imagined appeared, and the tattooed man was completely dumbfounded.

Click, click.

The iron box was opened, and the 15-minute countdown timer started beating.

……

The masked man shuttled back and forth in the corridor with the dinner plate.

There were knocks on the door one after another.

A contestant opened the door of his room and found that there was no tray at the door, and suddenly lost his mind and sat on the ground paralyzed.

The next moment, the man in the square mask pushed the door open and mercilessly shot and killed the contestant who opened the wrong door.

High-intensity listening and speaking!

Once you open the wrong door, or fail to open the door in time, you will be judged as a game failure!

……

dong dong dong.

It was two o'clock in the morning.

After waiting all night, Dai Lisi, whose nerves were tortured and weakened, quickly brought in the tray.

Huh, Dai Lisi breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood became extra cheerful.

As a super cutout master, cutting out patterns is as simple as eating and drinking for her.

Wash your hands.

Hum a song.

Take the needle.

The ceremony is full of sense.

The next step is to open the box gracefully.

"What's this?!"

Dai Lisi blurted out, with a black question mark face.

"Oh maiga!

It is said that no matter how complicated it is, it is no more than a hexagon?

Can anyone tell me what the hell this is! "

Good guy, on the not-so-big sugar cake, there is a condensed version of the picture of going down the river during the Qingming Festival.

If it was normal, Dai Lisi, who likes to appreciate art, would be amazed by such exquisite micro-carving craftsmanship, and regarded this piece of cake as a work of art.

Now, Dai Lisi is not in any mood to appreciate art.

He is obviously of noble Western descent, but he is even more non-chief than a non-chief.

After 2 minutes, the fragile pie burst.

Somewhere in the room, the camera quietly switched to the muzzle of a black hole.

Bang bang bang!
On the other side, there was a knock on the door at the same time.

Under Lin Nian's affirmative reminder, Hu Tutu's spirit was shocked.

"Haha, it's finally here!"

next second.

The smile instantly collapsed, and Hu Tutu gasped.

"Hiss, you call this a cutout game??"

The content printed on the sugar cake, Hao Ran is a world famous painting.

Mona Lisa's big laugh.

……