The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

At this time, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Yan Jun sat alone on the sofa in the living room.

The room was brightly lit.

The distraught Yan Jun took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and drank it down, but he couldn't calm down. An unknown worry and fear made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

5 minute later.

After taking a shower, Zhou Ke changed into a set of clean clothes and came out.

"Old Zhou, please go to Ning Xue's house as soon as possible and bring her here!"

Yan Jun gave succinct instructions, changed into a coat, and then took a piece of pastry to go out.

The words fall.

Zhou Ke immediately thought of some indescribable matter, and was just about to start a few words of ridicule, but seeing Yan Jun's two sword eyebrows tightly knit together at this moment, with a serious expression, he immediately changed the topic and said in surprise: "Brother Yan , are you going out so late?"

"Go to the venue to have a look." Yan Jun replied.

Zhou Ke was even more puzzled, "Didn't we go to see it together just now?"

"There's a bad feeling."

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I can't wait until tomorrow, I have to get into work immediately!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ke's body shook suddenly, and his expression immediately became tense.

"Okay, old Zhou, don't be inked, hurry up and do what I say, and keep in touch at any time!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Jun directly left the room where he lived.

Zhou Ke also cheered up and took action immediately.

……

Bang!Bang!Bang!
In the huge stadium, several high-intensity searchlights hung high on the ceiling were turned on almost simultaneously.

In an instant, the venue was brightly lit.

Immediately afterwards, a row of monitors and related equipment neatly arranged in the venue were also activated one after another.

at the same time.

Director Sun, who was far away in the command center of the Shenwei Bureau headquarters, also received a call from Yan Jun, and immediately put more than 30 high-level executives into intensive work.

They were already exhausted and thought they could take a good rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from Yan Jun at this time, and was told to start working immediately.

Sleepy and tired for sure, but everyone present did not complain.

Compared with Yan Jun's contribution, and those innocent people who need to be saved, this bit of fatigue is nothing at all.

What's more, they are gratified that Yan Jun is always concerned about the safety of the general public, and has no thoughts of passive enjoyment at all.

To have such a son, the fortune of all peoples!
"Report! The device is turned on!"

"Report! The monitoring system is operating normally!"

"Report! The communication signal is stable!"

The sonorous and powerful voices of several technicians sounded in the ear, and more than 30 high-level executives headed by Bureau Sun in the command center were all waiting in full force. Patiently waiting for Yan Jun's next order.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

……

In an empty arena.

With a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, Yan Jun stood there quietly, frowning deeply.

What he originally thought was to get a good night's sleep tonight, and then get up tomorrow morning before officially entering the working state.

Because according to past experience, the god of death usually comes out at night.

Most of the unlucky ones are harbingers of death triggered during the day and harvested by the god of death.

Night is a rare quiet time for hundreds of millions of people in this world.

But when he was in the room just now, Yan Jun suddenly felt restless.

This is entirely the subconsciousness and instinct that he has trained in the past few days to save people in crisis with various magical skills rewarded by the system.

It does sound a bit mystical.

But the matter is of great importance, and it is better to believe that there is something than nothing.

Moreover, he can also guess roughly.

Either the god of death has already noticed the fact that he was deceived, and became angry and launched a crazy revenge on the people of Jiangcheng without stopping.

Either the news of his 'death' will cause some unforeseen tragedies.

Either way, he must take action to nip tragedy and disaster in the bud.

Death, come on!
I, Yan Jun, have been revived with full blood, and I am going to play against you again! !
In an instant.

Yan Jun's blood boiled all over his body.

After a while.

After taking a deep breath, he said to the communication device in a deep voice, "Turn on the monitoring!"

The voice fell.

After three seconds, Yan Jun felt a flash in front of his eyes, and thousands of monitors in the venue flashed the surveillance images almost at the same time.

The picture of each monitor is divided into nine pieces, which can greatly improve efficiency.

After all, the area of ​​the stadium is only that big, and there are tens of millions of people in Jiangcheng City.

Yan Jun glanced around the thousands of monitors in the venue, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

The workload is huge, completely beyond my imagination.

But there is no way, I have to bite the bullet.

Because no one can replace this job, I have to do it myself.

With this in mind.

Yan Jun gritted his teeth, pulled himself together, and walked over in the order in which the monitors were arranged.

however……

After seeing the monitoring screen of the first monitor, Yan Jun was instantly depressed.

The nine surveillance images represent nine families in Jiangcheng City.

But on the monitor, only three normal monitoring screens were displayed, and the remaining six were completely off.

Moreover, the pictures presented by these three normal monitoring also made him feel extremely heavy.

Someone got drunk late at night.

Some people wept bitterly.

Some people tossed and turned in bed with their clothes on, unable to sleep anyway.

see this picture.

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

next moment.

Yan Jun asked the communication equipment directly: "Sun Bureau, why is only one-third of the monitoring screens running normally? This ratio is too low!"

After a while, Director Sun's voice rang in his ears.

"Well, this matter... on the one hand, it may be due to time. Many people turned off the surveillance cameras at home before the rest. On the other hand, the news of your 'fake death' not only deceived the god of death, but also deceived the general public. This has caused many citizens to lose confidence in the future, and they no longer fantasize about avoiding death's harvest by being monitored in real time."

The voice fell.

After a little thought, Yan Jun understood the key point.

If you want to protect more people in this way and save those unfortunate people who have triggered the omen of death in a timely manner, you need to announce the news that you are still alive as soon as possible, and awaken the hope in more people's hearts, so that they can cooperate.

But once he showed up, the trick of "stealing the beam and changing the pillar" could not be concealed completely, and the god of death would definitely notice it, and then he would mercilessly launch even crazier revenge on himself.

At that time, will he be able to stand up to Death's 'insanity'?
To be honest, Yan Jun has no idea at all.

Ugh……

This is a dilemma!

For a moment, Yan Jun was extremely contradictory, entangled, and struggling.