The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 33 Mobilization Before the War
"Hey dude! Who's that guy with the same helmet as me?"

Mo Zhen gently asked Tie Zhi who was sitting next to him, Tie Zhi tried his best to lower his voice and said lightly.

"Eh? Old Xu, why did you make a helmet like the doctor's? I thought the doctor was sitting next to me! That is Dr. Mickey, the founder of our mortuary center. I told you that he is amazing... ..."

Upon hearing this name, Mo Zhen couldn't help revealing a strange look in his eyes.

He has heard the name Mickey many times in this game. The special items in this game that can trigger messages seem to have his shadow behind them.

Judging from the setting, he seems to be the great inventor and provider of black technology in this game.

And now Mo Zhen has added a label of the founder of the extermination center to his cognition.

"Oh, this is so interesting..."

In an instant, his elemental fragments were almost assembled, and the truth was ready to come out.

Mo Zhen touched his chin lightly and asked casually.

"Then do you know why he wears a helmet?"

Tie Zhi, who was talking endlessly about how smart Dr. Mickey was, was stopped when he was asked, and he couldn't say anything for a while while touching his chest.

"It seems that the scar was accidentally left when I was young, so I want to cover it up."

At some point, Lao Han appeared behind Mo Zhen, and replied abruptly.

Mo Zhen nodded without looking back.

"Oh, so it's like this, I want to cover it up, it's understandable, hehehe..."

After explaining, Lao Han went straight to the podium.

Although Dr. Mickey is the nominal supreme commander of the extermination center, Lao Han, as the second in command, is the real commander here.

The elite hunters wearing silver badges sitting in the conference hall are almost all players participating in the game. It is obviously impossible for them to listen to an in-game native command.

As an eighth-level player, Lao Han is also very outstanding in strategy. He recruited a group of elite hunters who are also players in private. With his strength and his own planning, he won their unanimous support and successfully emptied the game. Indigenous humans control the extermination centers here.

Mo Zhen, who was sitting at the back of the conference hall, was not interested in the battle plan that Lao Han announced on the stage. He put all his energy on observing the participants around him, and thought about the situation of the entire game.

"Even the crying guy and me in the shell of a zombie have been brought to the meeting. It seems that this battle is short of talents. Most of the people sitting here are players, fourteen, and I'm afraid it will take a while to fight." Watch them play."

Suddenly, a familiar figure entered Mo Zhen's eyes.

"Oh? That envoy of justice is here too? Hee hee, seeing his displeased face, does he want to kill someone?"

Justis, who was still wearing silver armor, was sitting on his seat with an angry expression on his face, and his burning eyes wandered over several players.

Seeing from his appearance, he didn't seem to recognize Mo Zhen who was wearing a helmet, which made Mo Zhen show a smug smile.

"It seems that there are many bad guys with poor balance among the people present. With this guy's character, he can resist cutting people. Is it for the sake of the overall situation? No, it should be because he wants to cut but can't beat him."

Thinking of this, Mo Zhen glanced at Lao Han standing on the podium, and muttered to himself.

"I can't tell that this mustache is pretty good, and he can actually restrain that guy..."

After Lao Han finished his battle strategy, Mo Zhen also analyzed all the information he could get.

Based on everyone's seating positions, demeanors, and whispers, Mo Zhen can basically tell who is a lone ranger, who is with whom, and he has a basic idea of ​​strength, experience, and attitude towards war.

When Mozhen was observing other people, the others were also observing each other. Whenever their eyes fell on Quicksand and Mozhen, a look of disdain and contempt would be revealed uncontrollably.

Reminiscent of what the white-haired youth "Kill" said before, Mo Zhen basically guessed that there should be a way to judge the level of others in the game.

"Tsk, they're all old fritters, that's right, novices should stay in the [single-player script] to drink milk, and they won't be able to get out of the mountain until they get to level 4 or 5. Having said that..."

Mozhen glanced at Quicksand who was stared at by other elite hunters tremblingly, with a playful smile on his face.

"It's good to have a novice shell..."

"All in all, while defending the bridge, we need to attract as many elite hunters as possible to join us. Unless we have to, try to keep this channel of communication with the outside world as much as possible."

At this time, Lao Han finished talking about the battle strategy and started the specific division of labor and configuration.

"At this stage, all personnel are divided into three groups. One group is responsible for guarding the bridge and receiving zombie hunters and humans from other cities. The other group is responsible for cleaning up all the zombies in the city. No matter whether they are brainless zombies or awakened ones, no Let it go! The last group is stationed at the extermination center and is in charge of command and deployment. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Um……"

"Oh."

"Humph!"

Listening to all kinds of tacit echoes, Mo Zhen almost laughed out loud.

Every soldier in an army has his own thoughts. Is this a war or a chaos?
Soon, Mo Zhen, Tie Zhi and Liu Sha were assigned to guard the bridge team.

Originally, Lao Han wanted to send more troops to guard the bridge team, but Dr. Mickey distributed a zombie merit counter, this watch-like tool will automatically convert the corresponding level according to the level of the zombie when killing the zombie. achievements.

Achievements can be exchanged for customized upgrade services of Dr. Mickey's black technology.

As a result, everyone rushed to join the zombie mopping team in the city, only Quicksand and Mo Zhen looked "indifferent to fame and fortune".

So, the two of them and Tie Zhi formed the bridge guard vanguard, Lao Han and his other confidant were in charge of commanding, and everyone else formed a mighty mopping brigade.

Before leaving, Lao Han called Mo Zhen aside and said earnestly.

"Boy, I know you are a smart person. I don't know what your purpose is, but as long as you listen to my command this time and don't play tricks in private, I can introduce you to our team after this game is over." 【Iron Will】."

Mo Zhen's eyes showed a trace of indiscernible brilliance, and he tilted his head in a daze.

"[Iron Will]? Why does it sound like a workers' association? I'm not interested in joining an organization full of muscular men."

Lao Han shook his mustache angrily when he heard this, and was almost laughed out of anger by Mo Zhen.

"A rookie with no eyesight! Our [Iron Will] has nothing to do with the steel factory! This is a [Common Society] formed among gamers."

Hearing this new term, Mo Zhen knew that he had earned another fortune, so he prevaricated impatiently.

"Oh, I see, isn't this a small group of low-energy players helping each other?"

Hearing Mo Zhen's answer, Lao Han can be sure that this guy is an ignorant and fearless thorn.

"It's not what you think! You can't even imagine the troubles you will encounter in the later stages of the game. If there are no players who can help each other as a guarantee, sooner or later you will encounter unimaginable terrible things..."

Hearing this, Mo Zhen felt more and more that the things in [Surreal Paradise] might be more than just a game.

(End of this chapter)