The Trial Game of Life

What is the standard of living?

Tang Cuo looked carefully at Pao Pao Qi's circle of friends, and found that it was nothing more than some pictures of chicken soup and exquisite life.A good day starts in the morning with coffee and light meals that are well-presented, as well as well-presented dinners and occasional rich nightlife.

This seems to be a person who lives a full life. Of course, Tang Cuo is not sure whether it is true or not, and he is not sure whether she enjoys it.

Tang Cuo simply walked to the front and started to look at the first one.

The first one is probably an office worker, and the mobile phone interface is an unfinished PPT. The PPT is about the future development prospects of P2P. The first few pages are still very serious analysis, the table is clear, and the text is concise. But from the seventh page, the person who made the PPT began to be irritable, and the entire page was filled with "Go to hell." "Two words.

[To die, to die, to die, to die, to die...] The small red characters are densely packed, shocking.

The second one is a delivery man, and the mobile phone displays the food delivery interface. The takeaway that was supposed to be delivered at 12:30, the phone has already displayed 47:[-], and there are six missed calls.

"Dinglingling—" the phone rang again.

Tang Cuo swiped to answer the call, and the call actually got through, and a slightly irritable man's voice came out, "Hello? I've called you a few times, why didn't you answer? Is the takeaway delivered yet? It's timed out. do you know!"

Tang Cuo: "Sorry, the road is a bit congested."

Man: "I have to deliver, I've been hungry for a long time! If it wasn't raining outside, I wouldn't order takeaway, so hurry up and bring it to me, or I'll sue you! My time is precious, if you don't I won’t have time to eat it once it’s delivered!”

The voice fell, and the phone was hung up immediately.

Tang Cuo pondered over the words "rain" and "too late to eat", but couldn't judge anything for the time being, so he looked at the next one.

The screen of the next phone was dark. Tang Cuo found a button on the side to light it up. It showed that the battery was 26%.

The photo has been processed, and a line of words has been added at the bottom right-June 2019, 6, the 12th day we met!

Without facial recognition, without fingerprints, you can only use passwords.Going back from June 6th, the first day the two met should be March 12th.

Password, 190305.

opened.

The opened interface is the chat history, the girl and her boyfriend have started to break up.The boy sent her countless messages to keep her, and every sentence was sincere and humble.

But his words also revealed a fact - he cheated.

A clichéd topic.

The girl speaks without sloppiness. Although she seems to still have affection for the boy, her attitude is firm and she will never look back.The last conversation between the two ended at 11:59, with two words spoken by the girl—no way.

The boy didn't keep him anymore, did he give up?Still don't see it?

Tang Cuo went on to look at a few more. Their identities and genders were different, ranging from takeaways, express delivery, students to white-collar workers, everything.What can be found are some trivial things in life, and it seems that there is nothing special.

There are 99 mobile phone tombstones. It seems that this is a protracted battle.

At the same time, Jin Cheng and the others who were walking on the lonely road finally ushered in a change.A group of monsters suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, blocking everyone's way.

They grow in strange shapes, with sawtooth, with horns on their heads, standing, walking on all fours, big or small, whatever they look like.

Leng Miao felt that they looked familiar, so he frowned slightly.

Jin Cheng also noticed it.

The monsters growled at them, making a "ho ho" sound from their throats, as if they were stuck in something, trying to speak but unable to speak.Although they look different, they all have the same expression of pain, despair, red eyes, mixed with a lot of anger and hatred.

The most important thing is their eyes, which occasionally flashes of clarity in the chaos.

"Clearing procedure, special copy." Jin Cheng came to a conclusion.

The rest of the people, except Leng Miao, were all stunned, what special copy of the liquidation procedure?There is a significant difference between the dungeons triggered in the G prison and other places, that is, the people in each district are mixed, and there is no mandatory partition.There are Leng Miao from District A, Jin Cheng from District E, and rookies from District F. They may not even know what the liquidation procedure is.

Jin Cheng briefly explained to them, in a nutshell - the monsters here are those who committed suicide in Eternal Night City before the suicide ban was lifted.

They are reduced to monsters, assigned to these special copies, experiencing the pain of being killed over and over again in their sobriety, but unable to express this pain as a person.

They have only one choice - kill the player in front of them.

hate it?

Desperate?

Unable to break free and unable to escape, those resentments will turn into endless killing intent, dragging other players into the abyss of pain.Under such circumstances, no one can remain sane.

The rookies, the rookies, could not bear it.But the monsters didn't pay attention, they rushed towards the player with their bloody mouths wide open. While the wind was blowing, sharp-eyed people could still see the pieces of meat stuck between their teeth.

While everyone hastily pulled out their weapons, a line of flashing characters appeared in the void—the first level: birth.

"Fuck! Difficult labor?!"

"You don't need dozens of monsters to have a dystocia. Modern medicine is so advanced!"

"Fuck you, can't you tell if you have an abortion?"

A girl with a long ponytail used a gun and hit a monster in the head ten meters away, temporarily ending the topic.But soon, a boy who was back to back with her said out of breath, "So why do you girls have so many abortions? Isn't this a crime?"

The two seemed to be companions, but as soon as the words came out, the girl almost shot him on the back of the head with a gun, "Damn your mother, if you are in my stomach, I will kill you first, shut me up!" The mouth will force you to collapse again!"

Perhaps these words were too fierce, the boy shut up in fright, and no one spoke for a long time.The fact is that everyone has no time to talk, fifty or sixty monsters rushed over together, even if there are 28 players on the scene, they are still busy dealing with it.

This was the result of Jin Cheng and Leng Miao blocking at least a third of them for them.

More than 99% of the people who chose to commit suicide in Eternal Night City were not strong enough, but after being turned into monsters and being ravaged by dungeons over and over again, their strength is no longer the same.

Strong, really strong.

The straight road didn't have any shelter or leverage, so Jin Cheng gave up the bow and arrow and chose to use a knife.The two scimitars in his hands are the most lethal weapons.

The monster looks strange, and it may not be able to pierce the heart with one stab, so it will be two stabs.One stab with the right hand, another stab with the left immediately, sometimes three stabs are needed, it is the most straightforward and painless way to die.

Jin Cheng's hand was like lightning, and his figure was flying, but the blood spattered did not touch the corner of his clothes.

Leng Miao was even more straightforward, because he was good at space magic, and he could kill monsters from a distance by covering them with an air prison.After fighting for several minutes, no monster could get close to him.His figure was also like a ghost, if he stepped out, he might be ten meters away, and he couldn't catch it at all.

The two hardly cooperated, and each played their own way, but it was also very fast.About a quarter of an hour later, the monsters were finally wiped out, but before everyone could catch their breath, another group of monsters appeared.

"Why?!" Someone exclaimed.

"Abortion is just screening. Modern medicine is so advanced, there will still be accidents during childbirth." Jin Cheng flicked the wrist holding the knife, moved his joints, and killed the monster again before waiting for the monster to attack.

Leng Miao didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand and blasted the monster group with an air blast, blowing up the monsters around him.

The team continues to advance.

In addition to the two game levels of Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, there is a third level - Human World Information Transfer Company.

In a huge pure white room, there are no exits, no doors and windows, and five to five rows of grids are arranged in sequence. A total of 25 players are sitting in front of the computer, wearing headphones, typing on the keyboard frantically.

Taking a closer look, everyone's computer screens are densely packed with dialog boxes.The two sides of the dialogue are divided into red and blue. The people in the two grids on the left are responsible for inputting the blue side, and the people on the right are responsible for inputting the red box.

The content of the conversation is prompted in the headset.

The room was so quiet that there were only the sound of typing on the keyboard, and the tone words unconsciously uttered by the players when they were anxious.After about twenty minutes, the sweat on the players' foreheads had already rolled down their cheeks, what's more, the veins were bulging, and bloodshot eyes had appeared in their eyes.

I don't know what they heard in the earphones. Someone tried to take off the earphones, but they couldn't take them off.

"Stop scolding! Stop scolding!" He finally began to collapse, as if his brain was under some strong mental attack.

In the next second, his head exploded suddenly, turning into a mixture of red and yellow blood, which sprayed all over the cubicle he was in, and even splashed onto the faces of the players next to him.

The player stared at the miserable scene with wide eyes in disbelief. After a few seconds, he woke up suddenly, and turned back with trembling fingertips to continue typing crazily.

fast!

Faster!

After entering a dialog box, the words "combo!" sprayed with ribbons immediately appeared on the screen, and then turned into a sea of ​​coolness to soothe the tense and tingling spirit.

"Everyone be careful, this level is a mental attack! Every word is true! Pay special attention to those who don't have enough intelligence points!" A loud reminder came from the player near the corner, and he didn't care whether the other players could hear it with headphones on. , continued to shout——

"Drink the medicine immediately if you can't hold on, conceive your own martial arts in your mind, and try to transform them into mental attacks to resist the voice in the earphones!"

And the earphones that fell into the plasma and were stained with dirt because of the player's headshot were still continuously emitting sound at this moment.Full of invective, cursing, and perhaps sometimes schadenfreude, a little haughty, sharp as a knife, with pure malice.

"your mother died."

"Isn't it flirty to dress like this? Which decent girl dresses like this? It deserves it."

"Greasy and disgusting."

"If you're going to die, you'd have died long ago, who would be hypocritical here? If you have the ability, go to hell! Go to hell! Didn't you die? Shout out!"

"The most disgusting thing is you stupid fans. Your mother didn't give you brains when she gave birth to you, didn't she? Spraying shit all over your mouth. Do your idols know you? You're just barking here, it's really cheap."

"..."

Different voices, different intonations, men and women, young and old, unscrupulous.

In addition to the third level, there is a fourth level, "The World is a Mental Hospital".

The little girl in the red cloak was sitting on the red cross hanging on the outer wall of the hospital, with two slender legs swinging, humming a strange and out-of-tune song.She looked down at the restless crowd in the back garden of the hospital, and finally, she muttered to herself, "It's back again..."

Then the system announcement sounded.

"Welcome all players to stay in the mental hospital. All players are requested to return to their respective wards immediately and wait for the doctor's rounds. Please do not walk around during this period, and violators will be severely punished."

The players looked at each other, why were they locked up in a mental hospital?According to this rule, if you stay in the ward, there will be a doctor's rounds, and if you don't stay in the ward, you will be punished, no matter which one is bad, right?

"How to do?"

"Are you going back or not?"

"Speaking of how we trigger the mission, shouldn't we figure this out first???"

Amidst the divergent opinions, someone saw a figure walking in the corridor through the window on the second floor, immediately raised his hand, and exclaimed: "That's a doctor?!"

The others also looked up one after another, and looked in the direction he pointed, and saw several monsters that were exactly the same as the ones Jin Cheng encountered.It's just that the monsters here are all wearing white coats, with stethoscopes hanging around their necks, and huge salute-like syringes in their hands.

The cold light reflected from the syringe made everyone shiver, feeling that the afternoon sun was much colder.

To go back or not to go back, that is the question.

Zheng Yingying stood up from the red cross, and the wind blew her red cloak, revealing her single eye covered by a black patch.She slowly, slowly raised her hand to caress the black eyepatch, and the other intact eye showed self-pity and a touch of sadness, but was immediately covered by determination.

A crow stood on the opposite roof and peeped in the distance. It put its wings behind its back and held its head proudly, but it couldn't hide its love and admiration for the object it was peeping at.

"Kill, kill as much as you want, don't need too much mercy, kill..." it whispered.

The four levels have different contents, but share the same set of customs clearance rules.A total of 96 players, either stay for six hours, or six of them die.

Death toll so far: 1

Tang Cuo was completely unaware of the situation in the other places, and he was still walking alone in the empty cemetery, doing his tomb survey. The message "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" kept ringing, and 99 of the 77 mobile phone tombstones had already lit up.

One has automatically shut down due to low battery.

"Bang—" The moment the battery ran out, the tomb suddenly exploded.The rocks and dust covered Tang Cuo's body. If he hadn't been vigilant and agile, he might have been buried in the grave on the spot.

The health value plummeted to 44%, which is really an unlucky number.