The Trial Game of Life

Tang Cuo, who was still one step away from death, swiftly searched for all the money and the Tarot card on Lu Wenming, then stripped off his coat and tied him up.

The best harvest was undoubtedly a small packet of jerky in Lu Wenming's pocket. Tang Cuo ate the jerky and walked a few steps outside the door.

Outside the door is a corridor with five doors on the left and right sides.When Tang Cuo opened the door, the second door on the right also opened. A thin middle-aged man poked his head out and saw Tang Cuo.

That man was covered in blood, and he seemed to be a freshly dead player of the same class.

After standing for a few minutes, Tang Cuo returned to the house and started the interrogation when no other troubles came to his door.

"real name."

"Number J19756, Zhang Xing."

"Is this the afterlife?"

"Yes, and no." Zhang Xing smiled wryly and shook his head: "I thought that was the case at first. Someone gave me a score to judge whether I would go to heaven or hell. But everyone who comes here will hear a sentence, welcome back Eternal Night City. The previous life was a fucking trial of entering the city. It was Novice Village and the pre-plot. Death is the beginning of everything. Then you say we are dead or alive now? There is no way Calculate."

"Enter Eternal Night City, then what?"

"Live."

"?"

"To survive, earn points through game tasks. Only by obtaining enough points can you re-enter the reincarnation. During this period, you must hand in enough points every month to survive."

Which ghost invented the reincarnation screening mechanism?

Tang Cuo felt that this was a bit of a problem. After reincarnation, he was no longer him. Why did he work so hard to earn points for a stranger?Wouldn't it be possible to live forever if you stayed here forever?

"What if I don't go?"

When this question was asked, Zhang Xing shivered and his lips turned white: "I am afraid that the elites in District A will not have such an idea. Eternal Night City is not a modern society. Killing people here is not illegal. There is no morality and no law. Only The most basic survival rule... To live here, you have to hand in points every month. I really didn’t lie to you just now. There is a protection mechanism for newbies. I only need to pay 5 points in the first month. No matter how black I am, it’s impossible for me Let you die as soon as you come."

Tang Cuo was indifferent to this.

Zhang Xing had no choice but to continue to say with a blank face: "In addition to points, there is another necessary condition, which is to do game tasks. Even if you have enough points to turn in, you have to do tasks at least once a month. If you don't take the initiative to do it, you will be forced to do it." Triggered, you can’t escape. All the mandatory tasks are close to death, and it’s impossible to live in peace and stability. It just keeps forcing you to move forward, and to retreat is to die.”

"What is Area A?"

"It's the area division here. When everyone first came, the system will put you in the corresponding area according to your rating and initial points. There are seven areas in total. Area A is the strongest and Area F is the weakest."

"Where is this?"

"Zone F. The newcomers basically go down in Zone D, and Zone F has the most. I've been here for almost three months, and I'm still only in Zone F. It's too difficult to get promoted, and when I go up, every The points to be paid every month will also increase accordingly, people like me, heh..."

As Zhang Xing talked, he fell into inexplicable depression.

Tang Cuo didn't have the time to take care of his mood. He basically asked all the questions that should be asked. It is impossible for such a middle-aged man who is not strong in combat and needs to earn points by defrauding new recruits to touch the core.After thinking for a moment, he asked: "The initial addition is the addition and subtraction of the original basis, right?"

Zhang Xing was stunned and nodded.

Tang Cuo understood.In general online games, the initial value is the initial value, and force -8 should mean that Tangcuo is weak and can't even get out of Xinshou Village.But the fact is that he is still the same, but with a debuff that is not fatal, so the initial bonus here is just an increase or decrease on the original basis.

This original foundation is the so-called trial game in the world - the first 24 years of Tang Cuo's life.

But what Tang Cuo was most interested in was the tarot card and Zhang Xing's battle mode.

Zhang Xing's head was still hurting. Hearing his question, he no longer wanted to hide it.He had never seen a newcomer like Tang Cuo before, even if he didn't tell him, he would know soon, and there was no point in hiding it.

"Tarot cards are obtained during missions. There are all kinds of strange things in missions, magic, martial arts, abilities, and various equipment, as long as you have a way to get them. But everyone's final fighting style is different. It's not the same, I'm just a small person, let alone a school of my own, I haven't even touched the threshold of entry, I can only rely on props such as tarot cards to fight..."

In fact, Zhang Xing felt very strange. Why was such a powerful newcomer classified in the weakest zone F?It happened that he kicked the iron board.

In such a short time, Tang Cuo's health has recovered to 7% because of the jerky.He stood up, frowned and looked at the coagulated blood on his body, and decided to go shopping first.

He let Zhang Xing go temporarily, but he didn't let him go, he knocked him out.There are still people above Zhang Xing, he is afraid that Zhang Xing will go back to rescue soldiers, and then burn his house down.

Opening the door and going downstairs, Tang Cuo didn't meet anyone again this time, and went all the way to the Heishi Street outside without hindrance.There are street signs on the side of the street, a very common blue sign, which reads: East Cross Street, District F.

Tang Cuo walked along the route given by Zhang Xing, crossed a road, and suddenly there were more people.

It's very lively here. Signboards with flashing neon lights hang under the eaves. The windows on the street are all open, and the smell of music and wine wafts out from inside. The fear on the face is irrelevant.

Everyone didn't cast any strange glances at Tang Cuo who was covered in blood. Ahead, the door of the tavern was suddenly broken.Amidst the noise, a group fight is taking place.

someone cried.

Someone is laughing.

People on the street were still playing guitars and singing. Tang Cuo remembered him as a young [-]th-line singer who died in a car accident a few years ago.A female classmate of Tang Cuo liked him very much and bought him a bouquet of flowers.

Tang Cuo stopped and listened to a few words, but they didn't sound good, so he left.

The supermarket is three streets away, like a department store in the early days, with huge posters of sexy girls in the 80s hanging on the outer wall.Tang Cuo walked in slowly and walked around. A pair of socks cost 1000 yuan, and hot and sour noodles cost [-] yuan.

In other words, one point can only be exchanged for four bowls of hot and sour noodles.

Tang Cuo didn't believe this evil, so he asked the aunt who sold hot and sour noodles.The aunt likes this kind of handsome guy who looks like he was speaking under the national flag when he was a child, and told him that the current exchange ratio is one to one million.

Because ghost coins are worthless.Nowadays, people burn everything, such as BMWs, iPhones, and inflatable dolls, and even stacks of Ming coins are burned. Inflation is happening.

Tang Cuo decided to beat Zhang Xing when he went back.

But Tang Cuo is not in a hurry to go back now, nor does he want to find fellow students he knows.After eating and drinking enough, he walked around the streets of Eternal Night City, and saw an antique hot spring soup on the road, so he took the newly bought clothes and went in to take a bath.

The money looted from Zhang Xing was just enough for him to soak for an hour.But what he didn't know was that when he was taking a comfortable bath, the game hall in the central area of ​​Eternal Night City was causing waves because of him.

The game hall is where the task is received.

The scale of the Eternal Night City game hall is comparable to the most luxurious casino in Las Vegas. The overall shape is circular, about the size of two football fields, and it is more than 30 meters high. It has an all-black steel frame structure, inlaid with irregular glass crystals, Cool and expensive.And once you step into the game hall, the sight in front of you will make you dream back to the 90s from Las Vegas.

Claw machines, fishing, billiards, racing cars, taiko drum masters, fighting machines, lucky roulette, dancing machines, etc., since the emergence of game halls, almost all types of facilities are here.

The entire hall was crowded with people, and at this moment, many people's eyes were fixed on the three huge virtual electronic screens hanging from the top of the steel frame in the center of the hall.

Each electronic screen is a long list, arranged in order from 99 to [-], the one that everyone is paying attention to at the moment is called - Mr. Crow's blacklist.

The list is as follows:

No.1: Area A, G79081

No.2: Area A, E57456

No.3: Area B, F66666

……

No.90 Nine: F District, K27216

"K27216? Who??"

"The blacklist hasn't been updated in 800 years, right? Where did this come from? Now all people in District F are on the list?"

"Isn't the boss from District A being fined back?"

"Is there such a person in Area A?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and a little pink-haired man suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "At this time, it can't be a newcomer, right? It has attracted such a large amount of hatred since it came, it's amazing."

"How could it be a newcomer?"

"It's not bad for the newcomers in F area to pee their pants in fear, right?"

"that is!"

"Have you all forgotten the No.1 one?"

"That's different! He was from Area A when he came here, can you compare! Besides, Mr. Crow liked him so much back then, the privileged class of the mother, how could he be blacklisted as soon as he came here..."

"Shh!"

The speaker looked left and right for fear of being overheard.The people around seemed to think of something, their bodies trembled, and they stopped talking.

After a while, everyone dispersed, and the turmoil caused by Tang Cuo gradually subsided.In this city, most of them are short-lived, just the tail of a blacklisted crane, and there is really nothing to pay attention to.

The pink-haired fish generally shuttled through the crowd, and turned around with great interest, but it seemed that it didn't see anything interesting, so it left without interest.Looking at the direction he left, it was Area A.

And Tang Cuo in Area F is thinking at the moment.

After all, he was rated as A-level, so why was he assigned to F-zone?Because of negative points?Is this considered a disguised punishment for negative scores?

If so, Tang Cuo's next days will definitely not be very satisfactory.According to what Zhang Xing said, points can only be obtained from missions, and if you want to obtain points directly in Eternal Night City, you can't do it without grabbing them.And once Tang Cuo entered the mission, the existence of negative points would definitely bring him trouble.

Half an hour later, Tang Cuo's health had risen to 13%, and he returned to East Cross Street.The East Cross Street at this moment is much more lively than when Tang Cuo first arrived. From time to time, people would poke their heads through the upstairs windows, looking at everything in front of them in horror and doubt; It can scare them out of their wits.

It seems that there are quite a few new players assigned to Zone F.

The worst class deserves its name.

Tang Cuo glanced, but didn't see Chi Yan, but he didn't care too much, and went upstairs nonchalantly wearing a brand new windbreaker with a large bag of daily necessities, not wanting to say hello.

When the rest of the people saw him, some clearly recognized him, but they didn't dare to come forward to say hello, and some even shook their heads frantically at him.Tang Cuo frowned, vaguely aware of something, turned around and took a few steps, and sure enough—the corridor was blocked.

Five youths in strange clothes were sitting or standing, two were smoking, two were playing cards, and one yellow-haired man was playing with an iron rod in his hand.Seeing Tang Cuo approaching, the rough, smoking man glanced at him with raised eyebrows, and said in a bad tone, "He looks like a little boy, but he can't be wrong."

Huang Mao then stepped forward with a smile, swayed and swayed as he walked, and said, "I've been waiting for you for half an hour, and the newcomers are big-hearted. They dare to grab money when they first come. What did you buy?"

Tang Cuo was expressionless, too lazy to speak.

"Yo." Huang Mao pointed the stick at Tang Cuo's heart, and smiled evilly: "You have a temper, why don't you rush back to sleep?"

"Where's Zhang Xing?" Tang Cuo asked.

"Did you hear that, do you still care about Zhang Xing?" Huang Mao cheerfully gestured to his companions on the left and right, and then said: "Zhang Xing is still in your house, do you want to go and see if he is dead? A newcomer can't even do it If you die, you still think it will take up space, or you can join us, how many people are willing to be fooled by your face?"

The other four burst into laughter, stubbed out their cigarette butts, dropped their cards, took out a strange looking weapon from behind, and stepped forward.The violence and sarcasm in his eyes were barely concealed.

Tang Cuo remained expressionless, and turned his head to glance at the street.People in twos and threes hid not far away, poking their heads here, but no one dared to come over.

"Don't worry, no one will come to rescue you." Huang Mao sneered.

Hearing this, Tang Cuo just calmly took out a black steel bone-chopping knife from the plastic bag in the supermarket, grabbed the handle and weighed it—it was the desired feel.

Huang Mao paused slightly, raised his hand to stop his companion, stared at Tang Cuo, and said, "You want to fight us with a kitchen knife that has no ability? I'm afraid you don't know where you came from, right? Kid, if you don't want to die too ugly, it's too late to beg for mercy now."

Tang Cuo asked: "Is there any more?"

Huang Mao was annoyed for a while, this person, Zhou Zheng's face, and this calm tone all hit his anger point.But just as he was about to speak, Tang Cuo threw a fit.

He rushed forward quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Huang Mao, he turned sideways and quickly struck, the bone chopping knife in his hand pulled out an afterimage, "pa——" he slapped the knife horizontally, knocking out half of Huang Mao's teeth with one blow.

"Ouch!" The slapped yellow hair knocked the companions behind him on their backs, their teeth fell off with blood foam, and their head seemed to be caught by a door, with pain and dizziness.

Any supernatural powers, any martial arts, any tricks, all became a mess at this moment.

The others were still awake after all, reaching out to grab their weapons, muttering words, and about to fire.But Tang Cuo's bone-chopping knife didn't stop at all. His speed was very fast, faster than anything else.

UI.

The bone-chopping knife made of black steel, the blade and the handle are integrated, it is dark and unglamorous, only the blade has a dull metallic luster.Not sharp, but big and heavy.

Slap it with a knife, and the gods will return to the west.

Novice village whiteboard equipment, the first choice for killing people.