Deadly Poker [Unlimited]

After returning home in a trance and taking a shower, instead of relaxing, Chi Er felt even more tired.

Thinking back to the previous few levels, within 48 hours, it was almost impossible to even drink water, and I was running non-stop for fear that the time would be too late. In comparison, this level is really easy.

For the remaining [-] hours, Qiao Ran generously left him and Zhou Qing to rest.

But Chi Er didn't feel relieved in the slightest, as if his heart was being weighed down by a big rock, it was so heavy that he had difficulty breathing.

Up to now, Chier has not systematically and deeply thought about the purpose of the game leader planning all this. He believes that as a passive participant, he does not need to know so much.

He tried his best to clear the level and save his life. Even if there was no bonus in the end, he would accept it.

But the appearance of that young man cursed the existence of Xia Wei, father and daughter Hong Yan who had been dead for a long time on the cruise ship;

And Xu Miao and Shaobo mentioned that so far, no player has won the final prize in this game.

One pile after another, everything told him that things were not that simple.

Chi Er did the math, so far he has received 170 million in bonuses, 110 million to buy props, and he only won 65 for the six levels that almost cost him his life.

One hundred thousand per level, his own life is so worthless.

Chi Er jumped up from the sofa, ran to the study and turned on the computer.

He was very curious about the whole thing, even if he passively accepted the arrangement, he still had to try his best to grasp some things.

The strange thing is that after he entered "poker field" in the common search engine, all the news advertisements related to playing cards and gambling popped up, some taught people how to win money, some blatantly sold thousands of tools, and even the following In the name of poker, it is a small advertisement for selling yin.

The whole thing was a mess, except for the information he wanted to get.

I changed several search engines and changed keywords again and again, but the results were similar, and I couldn't find any information about the poker field at all.

He clearly remembered that the first time he typed in, the first thing that appeared on the page was its official website, and he clicked on it directly, and he arrived at that ghostly place.

Even though he was nearly thirty years old, he had been slightly stimulated, but his memory was not so confused to the point of dementia.

Chi Er is more inclined to happen, or there is something wrong in the first place, so nothing can be found on the Internet.

After thinking about it, he called a friend.

After a few words of pleasantries, Chi Er asked directly: "How is your game of 'Poker Field'? What level did you get to?"

He knew the existence of the poker field, but he saw him post a message in the chat group of college classmates.

The friend was obviously stunned: "What game? I haven't played it."

Chi Er was also taken aback for a moment: "'Poker field', you said it was fun."

The other party smiled: "Old Chi, are you too tired to write novels? When did I say that?"

"More than half a month ago, I was chatting with Rei in the classmate group..."

Chi Er's voice became a little unsteady and low.

After many years of graduation, the group of students who were very lively at the beginning gradually became deserted. Except for teachers and students who sent blessings during the Chinese New Year and received a response, they could get a little angry, and it was usually as if there was no one.

He was tired from writing novels that day, and found some movement in the group that had been silent for a long time. When he clicked on it, he saw a few classmates chatting.

[That game is really good, it is very enjoyable to play]

[It is said that the next level can only be entered after the end of each level. I am still the first level until now]

[Aren't you too picky?I am now on the third level, it is very difficult]

[It is said that those who pass all the checkpoints can get a large bonus]

The classmate waited for a long time without getting a response from Chi Er, so he called out: "Old Chi, what's wrong with you? Do you need help?"

Chi Er came back to his senses: "It's okay, I just remembered wrong."

"Let me just say, alas, your novel is really good. My wife refuses to sleep after reading it. Let me ask you to get an autograph..."

After the series of chatters from the old classmate, Chi Er didn't mention a word, and found an excuse to hang up the phone and quickly log in to Penguin.

Before clicking on the avatar named "20xx xx professional xx class", Chi Er's nerves were already tensed to a certain extent, like a fully drawn bow, it would break if pulled again.

He suddenly became a little scared, put down the mouse, went to the kitchen to get a can of cold beer, and the cold Chier attached to the outer layer of the can shook twice.

The climate in late autumn is not suitable for drinking this early in the morning, but he still took a sip, and he choked on it too fast.

Sit back in the chair, click to open the group, click into the chat history, all in one go, he doesn't allow himself to hesitate.

In the chat history, the last conversation of the students happened during the Spring Festival ten months ago.

【Happy Spring Festival, teachers and classmates】

【Gong Xi Fa Cai Red Envelopes】

【Happy New Year】

【Ouch, Mr. Liu is the boss now, he should give out red envelopes first】...

He heard the string, with a bang, snap.

In the record, where is the conversation more than half a month ago?

In a series of festive conversations, there is also a sentence of blessing.

Chi Er never had the habit of deleting chat messages.

Family business, work life, everything is exhausting. Everyone lives a happy or unhappy life, and rarely spends time and energy in the group. This situation has lasted for several years.

Seeing those few inexplicably popping up conversations discussing the game more than half a month ago, why didn't he have any doubts, just laughed it off.

Looking at it now, thinking about it, he seems to be tempted by something, step by step into this trap.

It was a silent temptation, a silent arrangement of moist things, and he didn't notice it.

If it wasn't for the weirdness of the process this time, he might not have thought too much until the end of the game.

Chi Er suddenly felt a chill, and subconsciously tightened the collar of his pajamas.

Who is planning all this?

Why was he, Chi Er, plotted in?

What is the ultimate goal of planning?

Every customs clearance of these people is under the control of the planner. What are they trying to monitor and discover?Or with other purposes?

Will people who die in the game really die?

Of all the players involved in the game, how many of them understood the situation, and how many of them were drawn in just like him in a daze?

……

One question after another hit Chi'er.

He was a bit confused at first, and when he couldn't figure out one problem, another problem popped up, followed by the third and fourth, each heavier than the last, like a bunch of big apples hitting Chi'er on the head.

Newton was smashed by an apple to prove the gravity of the earth, and Chi Er only felt that he was going crazy.

"Oh shit!"

Chi Er couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up from the chair, his hair was messed up by himself, his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes that hadn't rested well, he stared at the computer for two seconds, Huo Di turned and strode away.

He can't sit still, he's looking for answers.

Called Xu Miao and Shao Bo, who I met in the previous rounds of customs clearance, but no one answered. It may be a new round of customs clearance.

Then Cheng Duo, the other party answered the phone, but said he didn't know anything about Chi Er's question: "My sister said that she saw this game on an online novel website page, and I didn't ask about anything else."

Chi Er hurriedly asked, "Where's your sister? I want to say a few words to her."

"My sister has something to go out." Cheng Duo smiled like a thief, "I'll tell her when she comes back, can I contact you later?"

"That's fine, please tell Brother Li, I have something important to ask them."

"no problem."

No one answered Li Zhan's phone either.

Just after hanging up the phone, Zhou Qing called.

"I saw someone discussing this game on Weibo. It has a lot of bonuses and is very challenging, so I participated." Zhou Qing could hear the seriousness and seriousness through the phone, "After I came back this time, I searched two times on Weibo. For an hour, there is no information about this game at all, not a single one."

It was eerily similar to what Chi Er encountered.

Zhou Qing said again: "I found a friend who is proficient in the Internet and checked it for me. It showed that I had never browsed Weibo about any game that day, and I hadn't even visited it."

It was as if that experience only existed in their imaginations, without leaving any traces.

Chi Er reached out to hail a taxi: "Where are you? Is it convenient to meet up?"

"I'm about to start a new level. I don't have time." Chi Er's heart tightened due to the heavy tone of the other party. "I have no choice but to continue."

Chi Er was silent, and the driver turned around in confusion: "Where are you going, sir?"

"Go..." He didn't know where to go.

Suddenly something flashed in Chi Er's mind, and he was taken aback for a moment before he said, "Master, go to Qingqing Bookstore."

Finding that the phone has not been hung up, he said solemnly, "Be careful in everything."

"You too, keep in touch."

Qingqing Bookstore is quite famous in the city and even in the whole country. It has a very large area, with five floors, but what makes it famous is not its size.

With the rapid development of modern society, especially the huge development of transportation and the Internet, people are becoming more and more knowledgeable. Bookstores, which have existed for many years, must have their own uniqueness to be so famous.

Novels, reference books, teaching aids, etc. These common books can be seen everywhere, which is not surprising, but Qingqing Bookstore has half a floor dedicated to ancient books. This is the first and only one in the country.

Of course, the so-called ancient books do not really come from precious cultural relics thousands of years ago, but are transcribed from ancient books and printed into volumes.

Where the ancient books come from, whether they are true or not, no one can be sure, but because of this reason, Qingqing Bookstore was really booming when it opened.

The most indispensable thing these days is to join in the fun. Chi Er remembers passing by Qingqing Bookstore or buying books for more than half a year, as well as local portals, small video networks, forums and other social media, which are crowded, as if people from all over the country Come check in.

Concentrated on the floor where the ancient books are placed, some people take selfies with old imitation books, some ask others to take pictures, some send them to Moments, and some buy a bunch of them home, and continue to take selfies and post them on Moments. They are all people rushing to buy books.

During that time, [-] of the [-] Internet celebrities became "ancient book lovers" and interacted with fans in various ways.

The excitement is temporary, especially this kind of excitement with a bit of showing off and comparison.

Chi Er also read it twice after the number of tourists dwindled, flipped through a few books, it was quite difficult to browse smoothly and understand the meaning, and he didn't force himself.

The reason why he suddenly thought of coming here was because the first time he came to the ancient bookshelves to flip through books, a middle-aged man in black was quietly selling something to surrounding customers. He accidentally saw the cover of the book, with two red The word "poker".

At that time, he thought it was funny. Selling books in such a big bookstore is definitely not here to spoil the situation. Will anyone take care of it?

Indeed, no one responded, and the middle-aged man left quickly.

It was just an insignificant episode in life, and Chi Er, who had been smashed in the head by all kinds of weird sales methods, quickly put it behind him.

The half-floor where the ancient books were placed was sparsely populated, and there were no more people crowded at the beginning of the opening. Chi Er found a corner with the least number of people, randomly picked up a book and looked down, but his eyes were not on the pages of the book at all, and he glanced around from different angles.

Maybe it was purely a coincidence, Chi Er had no idea.

But he had to do something to suppress the growing fear and anxiety in his heart, so he came.

Ten minutes passed, and there were very few people walking around. Chi Er changed his book and planned to wait.

The phone vibrated repeatedly in his pocket, Chi Er took it out to see Cheng Yi's phone, hurriedly put down his book, went to the bathroom, and connected it.

Cheng Yi's voice was obviously smiling, and he was obviously in a good mood: "Brother Chi, I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you?"

"Fortunately, Duoduo said that you just passed a level and came back to rest."

"Yeah, we're going to set off again in a few hours. Is there anything Brother Chi can do with me?"

Chi Er looked around and found no one else, so he deliberately lowered his voice: "Do you still remember how you found out about this game?"

"It's like this." Cheng Yi didn't ask Chi Er for the reason. It should be that Cheng Duo had already heard through the wind, "I usually like to read some online novels. There are some advertisements in places where the website interface is not very conspicuous. Shopping websites, games, etc. class, I sometimes click on it to take a look, but that day I just clicked on it randomly."

Chi Er was confused when he heard it: "Open it, and then?"

"It was nothing when I first clicked on it, but after a day or so, I received an email saying that I signed up for the customs clearance game organized by them, and there was a huge bonus."

Cheng Yi paused for a while when he said this, and his tone became heavy: "I thought it was someone's prank, but Duoduo fell down the next day, and I received another email that day, asking if I wanted to participate in the game. Still ignored; and then on the third day, when my parents went out to buy vegetables, they were hit by a car, their limbs were bruised, and my mother was sent to the hospital with a broken bone."

"You're getting emails again, and they're using this method to force you to participate."

Cheng Yi let out a "huh".

The experiences of myself and Zhou Qing were just weird, as if a pair of invisible hands pushed them step by step into this inexplicable game world.

And what Cheng Yi encountered was simply maddening.

Chi Er became more and more uneasy, and involving his family, friends and other close relatives in danger was absolutely unacceptable to him.

Chi Er briefly told Cheng Yi what he had encountered, and the two cherished each other, and agreed that there would be new clues to communicate with each other after the agreement.

After hanging up the phone, Chi Er walked out, his steps seemed to be heavy, and it was difficult to lift his feet.

"gentlemen."

Chi Er looked up, his eyes dull: "What?"

A middle-aged woman was holding a black cloth bag, and said in a tone like offering a treasure: "This is a rare treasure, sir, you can see it at a glance, do you want to take a look at it?"

Chi Er was annoyed, how could he be in the mood to watch this, he waved his hand and wanted to leave.

The other party cleverly blocked the way: "This is a story about playing a game of poker, which is really interesting."

Chi Er stopped immediately: "Show me."

In the evening, Chi Er dragged his tired body and legs back to his residence, holding a book with "Mystery Poker" on the cover in his hand.

He felt his whole body being hollowed out.

After spending 100 yuan, the eldest sister who met in the bookstore gave him this book and told him to study it carefully before running away.

Chi Er opened it with great anticipation, and instantly fell into an ice cellar.

It was a "treasure book" that taught people how to play cards, pay thousands, and win money. It had nothing to do with what he wanted to know.

That eldest sister may have met such a fool as him after working for several years.

After a busy day, I only knew that other than him, many players were forced to do it by tricks, and the others had zero gains.

He once wished so much to reach the last level quickly, end everything, and restore his original free life.

But now he feels that there are a pair of ubiquitous eyes watching him, and when the last level of the game is over, he will not return to the normal world as he wishes.

Will, along with some others, be forced to start another life.

A life that he would never want to be a part of.

Chi Er became deeply frightened.

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