A New Character Every Month

On the background like white paper, there are several bloody characters:

"Games start!"

Chapter 47 Strange People

At the same time, the official live broadcast rooms of all countries in the world have all become this picture.

In addition to the hundreds of millions watching live broadcasts, more people are working, living and playing.

But at this time, they were all surprised to find that all the electronic displays within their line of sight became the same picture.

Whether it is an electronic watch, a mobile phone, a TV, or a huge display on the square, the background has become a pure white color, and four bloody characters are printed on it: "The game begins!"

On the font, bright red blood flows down from time to time, which is quite realistic.

When this happens, the first thought of most people is that a hacker has developed a mutated virus and has invaded all electronic devices.

Thinking of several ransomware waves that have emerged in recent years, many people are suddenly worried, fearing that their wallets will be affected.

But no one thought the seriousness of the matter would cost them money, and it was much more serious.

dim meeting room

When Ning Lao saw that all the monitors in his sight were playing the same picture, he knew that this matter was far beyond his control.

Although he has never been in control, he has at least made some countermeasures, but now the situation has shown that most of his backhands are ineffective.

suddenly.

Ning Lao's fist clenched his fist and slammed into the solid wood table in front of him, making a loud noise.

A trace of blood dripped from his fist.

But Ning Lao did not feel the pain, and his heart was full of sorrow for his own powerlessness.

"Ning Lao!"

A middle-aged man with glasses suddenly appeared in the darkness. Seeing the blood on Old Ning's fist, he said anxiously, "I'll call the medical team right away..."

"no need!"

Ning Lao interrupted coldly, looked at the entire row of monitors in front of him and said, "Humanity has reached a moment of life and death..."

"Right now, just hope someone surprises us."

Ning Lao murmured.

After the middle-aged man said "yes", he also silently retreated into the darkness.

the other side.

After Lin Zian teleported to the preparation town, he found that there were many people who were trapped in the game like him. Without exception, these people were not the final winners of the [-]-player melee.

After seeing Lin Zian, many people recognized him at a glance.

After all, anyone who can end a 60-person melee within [-] minutes is a master, and even if there is a little bit of luck in it, it will never be too bad.

Each of these masters is the proud son of a man, and he has his own pride and arrogance.

After saying hello to each other, everyone was not in the mood to chat.

All their attention was on why the game couldn't quit, or even go back to the main screen.

Since the cold weapon game was launched three years ago, there has never been a single bug or system problem.

But at such a critical moment in today's game, this situation occurred.

What's even more bizarre is that the people who are left seem to be the winners of the [-]-man melee.

After another ten minutes, it has been 60 minutes since the [-]-man melee started.

Some people survived by procrastinating, leading to several or even a dozen cases of surviving a game.

After they were sent to the preparation town, the town that originally had only a few hundred people instantly expanded to 1892 people.

In an instant, the originally empty town became crowded.

Just when Lin Zi'an stayed in a corner, waiting quietly.

He heard arrogant laughter next to him.

"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect that my son of the turbulent world would be able to last until the end, it seems that even the sky favors me!"

The speaker was dressed in a dashing white shirt, opened the delicate folding fan in his hand and fanned the wind, and his movements were extremely dashing.

And Lin Zian's attention was on the four big characters on the white paper fan: Mr. Zhuo Shi.

"I've never seen a despicable and shameless person like you!"

At this time, a burly man holding a Guandao angrily said next to Mr. Zhuoshi: "The game lasted six to ten minutes, and you ran for two to ten minutes. Are you embarrassed?"

Young Master Zhuo Shi fanned the wind slyly, and said with a happy face: "So what, you can't kill me, you can't blame me for being too fast, right?"

"You...if you didn't keep fighting, it would definitely be mine first."

Guan Dao Dahan said bitterly: "Don't let me meet you in the race."

Oh, who wouldn't pretend to be forced.

The turbulent son chuckled lightly: "I will return this sentence to you as well."

The big guy Guan Dao snorted coldly and walked to the other side.

Many people who just entered the preparation town did not find that they could not quit the game, and their faces were still filled with joy.

But soon, the hundreds of players who had ended the game a long time ago spoke out about it.

The joy on their faces instantly dissipated, and they became uneasy.

Some people tried it in a hurry and found that they couldn't quit the game, and the joy in their hearts disappeared.

Seeing that Young Master Zhuo Shi was still fanning with his eyes closed, he was indulging in his own world.

Lin Zian immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "Are we acquainted?"

Oh, is there anyone who is convinced by this son's handsomeness and can't wait to make friends with me, the future master of cold weapons?

Young Master Zhuo Shi opened his eyes, and the smile that had just flowed out of his face stopped instantly.

After a pause, he said embarrassingly, "Dude, you must have mistaken someone."

"is it?"

Lin Zian frowned and said suspiciously, "There was a person who promised me that he would eat a fan after he lost, and the fan seemed to have a few words engraved on it..."

With that said, Lin Zian looked at the folding fan in the hands of Mr. Zhuo Shi.

Snapped!

Mr. Zhuo Shi closed the fan instantly, quickly put his back behind him, and said, "There is such a wonderful person in this world, buddy, remember to tell me when you find him, I also want to see how that person eats the fan."

Young Master Zhuo Shi had a smile on his face, but he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times in his heart.

What did I do in the first place to make a bet with others when I have nothing to do.

And it was obvious that he was looking for the person who was least likely to pass the qualifiers to bet on. Who would have thought that that person would become the strongest dark horse in the qualifiers, not only passed the first round of qualifiers, but also won the first place directly.

Since seeing the ranking yesterday, he didn't even dare to enter the game, and he didn't want to receive information about when to eat fans.

In fact, it is not impossible to eat fans.

The key is that at that time, he was brainless and said that he would eat the fan in his hand.

This fan is not cheap.

It took him a year of pocket money to make the only treasure fan among cold weapons.

If you eat like this, your heart will be broken.

Chapter 48 The Game That Determines the Destiny of Mankind

Lin Zian smiled and did not intend to delve into it.

The reason why he found Young Master Zhuo Shi was just because he happened to see it.

This is a joke-like bet, if the other party is scorching hot from the beginning, he naturally won't let it go.

"Hey, I seem to see my friend over there, buddy first farewell..."

Young Master Zhuo Shi smiled and wanted to come and walk away, but suddenly a loud noise in the sky interrupted his words.

At the same time, in reality, the four big characters "Game Start" were all switched to the picture of preparing the town.

"Humble ants, I am Akabuki, the servant of the great Lord of the Void!"

A whisper like a demon sounded: "Cheer! Rejoice! Be happy! I will give you a chance to decide your own destiny."

As the sound sounded, whether it was the more than 1000 players in the small town, or the billions of people in reality, it was as if there was no sound at the moment, and there was silence.

"Hahahahaha!"

Acapucci laughed with a harsh sound like scratching glass, and a giant hand filled with black mist appeared in the sky of the town, pointing to the players in it: "I will start a small game, and whether to win or lose will be decided by You decide."

"If you win, the coordinates of your world will be hidden. If you lose, I will open a hole outside your world and turn the human race into our void and the same high-quality ingredients."

Lin Zian looked at the giant hand in the sky calmly.

"Betting, is this what you're talking about?"

Although there was already a trace of speculation, he didn't expect that the man behind the scenes was much more powerful than he imagined.

Just by virtue of the power radiating from the sky, Lin Zian found that the other party was by no means weaker than his cheap father who had become a ninth-order extraordinary.

Even faintly won.

Compared to Lin Zian's focus, most of the other 1000 players were shocked and confused by the sudden news. Many even thought it was an official joke.