The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

Pu Yiyang naturally knew that it was not a festival performance.

"Get off the assembly line, quickly get off the assembly line!" A passerby stopped the Hobbit who wanted to look down, and shouted loudly.

The old cat stood there blankly.

The passers-by saw him still standing, and suddenly felt bad: "What's going on?"

"There seems to be a problem with the system," the old cat poked the air screen in front of him with a bitter face, "I chose to quit, but there was no response."

The passerby was stunned, and hurriedly checked his own panel.

He found that what the old cat said was correct, the logout button was still there, but no matter how he clicked it, it showed that he was logging out, just like the network signal connection was bad.

It must be Wu Zheng's fault.He expected something to happen in DELTA tonight, but he didn't expect that Wu Zheng would be so frantic that he forcibly changed the game system, so that tens of millions of players could not log out by themselves, and had to be temporarily trapped in the game.

And at this moment, DELTA is turning into hell unknowingly, and it is dangerous to stay for a second longer.

As a tourist planet, Shaka has attracted countless players like Lao Mao's father and daughter. People spent a lot of money to rent viewing rooms just to see the sea of ​​diamonds.Except for those passing by who knew the truth about the black mud, everyone else was still immersed in the fresh scenery below.The black mud drilled out of the ground is jumping higher and higher, like plants with vigorous vitality, their roots crawling all over the ground, and their stems and leaves climbing up the buildings, occupying the entire planet in an instant.

The black mud on the top has reached the private room on the lower floor.A curious player saw it, and probably thought those black roots swaying in the wind were very interesting, and they stretched out their hands to invite their friends, wanting to touch this new thing that had never been seen before.

"Quick back!" The passers-by wanted to stop them.

His voice drifted into the strong wind of Star Shaka, and it was too late to reach the ears of those players.

The passers-by watched helplessly as the bottom few players who reached out their hands were wrapped in black mud and dragged out of the viewing railing.Those players couldn't even utter a scream, each of them seemed to have entered the mouth of the piranha, and melted silently, leaving only a half piece of armor of a Gangmore player, which was blown by the wind and floated on them. overhead.

This scene was so cruel that even the old cat was dumbfounded, and he didn't even remember to cover his daughter's eyes.

The passing one grabbed the good brother, dragging and dragging him to the upper floor.

"Go back to the boat and leave this planet first," he told the old cat while running, "Remember not to be touched by that black mud, it's more serious than death in the game."

At first glance, the rotten black mud is the same species as the one on Yuanhang Star, and any weapon is ineffective against it. To put it bluntly, it is a virus in DELTA. The moment the player connected to the brain is swallowed, The strong emotional fluctuations induced a further separation reaction between the spirit and the body, and the consciousness was captured by the black mud and copied as A-VATAR. Since then, it has wandered between the game and reality, and people have become poor wandering patients.

Unless, like Cui Jiu, the person who is encountered does not have much fear of "death".

The passing footsteps stopped suddenly.

"What Uncle said just now was actually a bit too serious." He winked at the panicked Kalian girl, "Don't be afraid, this is just playing a game."

As he said, he randomly picked up a piece of metal fragment from the ground, and pointed the sharpest side at the back of his hand.

"What are you doing passing by?" the old cat exclaimed.

The piece of metal was deeply embedded in the skin of the back of the human youth's hand, and bright red blood burst out. The passing girl didn't see the blood too much, and quickly covered the scar with his other hand.

"Look, uncle doesn't hurt at all." He kept looking into the girl's eyes with a smile on his face, "so it's not true."

At first, the girl seemed to be frightened by his self-mutilation, but then she also found that the passer-by was acting calmly, as if she really didn't feel any pain at all, so she nodded ignorantly.

Pu Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief in a double sense.

First, he confirmed that the protection agreement of all players is still open, and second, he also wants to add a protective lock to Lao Mao's daughter's heart.

Only players who have stayed in DELTA for a long time are prone to over-investment, cross the line between reality and virtuality, and have fear of "death".As a newcomer to the game on the first day, the old cat girl is like a newborn baby, unknown to life, and has not yet developed the concept of "death".As long as she is convinced that DELTA is just a game, maybe the black mud topping can escape.

It's just that other players may not be so lucky.

They ran all the way to the tarmac, and there were people screaming in horror. The black mud invaded too fast, and it got into the interior of the building in a blink of an eye. Many players were already in disaster before they woke up.

Fortunately, the old cat really spent a lot of money on her daughter's birthday. The private room they stayed in was on the uppermost floors, and they arrived at the apron not long after.The old cat rushed into the cabin with his daughter on his back, turned his head, and saw that the passerby was still standing at the door without moving.

The human youth was standing on the edge of the tarmac, turning his head and looking out.

About ten meters away from them, a player was climbing on the railing of the private room, probably to avoid the black mud that got into the room, and he chose to climb up along the outer wall when he had no other choice.

The player saw the passerby, raised his head and shouted for help: "Help me, please help me!"

Passers-by took out the walking rope without thinking, and threw it down.

The black mud gurgled across the tarmac, and the old cat waved anxiously: "Hurry up, oops, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"

The walking rope was wobbly, and the other end hanging in the air couldn't reach the player's hand no matter what.

Not everyone in this world has the reaction ability of a Tyrian. The great ape player was obviously too flustered. He was about to grab the walking rope a few times, but then he let go as if he had no strength.

In a few seconds, the black mud had already reached his heels.

The player couldn't see what was going on below, he was still thumping, as if desperately trying to grab the last straw on the water, trying to reach out to the wandering rope floating above his head.

Pu Yiyang clearly saw the hope in his eyes, but he was even more aware that before he reached the life-saving rope, Hei Ni would grab him first.

The passing man drew his gun with the other hand.

The old cat heard the gunshot, looked at the human youth who jumped into the cabin in surprise, started the engine, and whispered: "How did you kill him?"

The passer-by didn't speak, and stood in front of the weapon console, looking at his left hand in a daze.

The fresh gash hadn't healed and was still bleeding, making the butt of the gun sticky.Although he didn't feel the pain, he could feel the bleeding, and the face of the player just now appeared in front of his eyes.

It turns out that when a bullet passes through a person's head, it really leaves a big hole.

Watching yourself kill with your "own" eyes is completely different from seeing the special effects of blood splattered off the screen.

Is this the feeling you've been terrified of and have been avoiding all your life?

He said to another figure that did not exist in this game from the bottom of his heart.

You're right, it felt really bad.

"I know that all your weapons have been modified." He raised his hand suddenly and pulled out the sighting frame, and said to the old cat who was still in shock, "It's time to try the firepower."

The light cannon barrel removed from the star destroyer slowly aimed at the building they had just left.

The old cat who was driving the boat looked back and was scared out of his wits: "Passing by, are you crazy? Do you know how many people are still in that building?"

"Let's say less than a thousand, no, I'm afraid there are only two-thirds left now." The passer-by said calmly, holding the aiming frame firmly with one hand, and quickly stretched out the other hand towards the launcher, " If it is not faster, it will not be able to match their speed."

He was referring to the black mud.

Those who are swallowed by the black mud are dead, and those who are bombarded by light cannons are also dead.The difference is that he didn't look away at that moment just now, and he was sure that when the great ape man died under his gun, the game popped up according to the normal procedure.

To leave DELTA, there is only one way to go.

"But... this is murder." The old cat murmured, "In the game DELTA, there has never been a player who has killed so many people at once."

"We'll have it now." The passerby said calmly.He looked at the tall building that used to stand on the sea of ​​sworn diamonds in the distance, but was now crumbling in the black mud, turned his head, and smiled at the little Kalian girl beside him. "Listen to uncle and close your eyes, okay?"

The girl grabbed the corner of the Hobbit's clothes with one hand, and closed her eyes obediently.

The next moment, dozens of dazzling light beams flew out and hit the dying building, turning the most magnificent scenery in the Delta quadrant into a sea of ​​flames.

In the night wind of Jiangcheng, a man in a black windbreaker just made a call.

After connecting, he was silent for a few seconds.

"It's me." The man frowned forcefully, "Don't pretend to be surprised, don't tell me you weren't waiting for this time."

The man on the other side paused for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, my silly boy has begun to have self-knowledge." It was a woman who spoke, and from the video, she was wearing a vest and boxing gloves at this moment, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

If it wasn't for asking for help from others, Xiang Hong really wanted to turn off the video immediately, so that he wouldn't have to look at the woman's smug face.He took a deep breath and tried not to sound like he was looking for fault: "I want to use your people to do something."

While making preparations, the woman said, "My man? It's your man tomorrow. If you want to use it, you can call it yourself. Don't be like a child who hasn't been weaned, trouble your mother and me all day long." .”

Xiang Hong: "..."

He knew that the woman's fist was aimed at her opponent, but the corner of his mouth still couldn't help twitching.

"Have you thought about it? If you think about it, just tell me." With a sharp uppercut from the woman, the sound of another person falling to the ground could be heard on the phone.

Xiang Hong's face was ashen, every muscle from his shoulders to his cheeks was tense.

"Swear to worship the heavens and the earth, and form an alliance with China." He popped these words from between his teeth, as if he had a knife in his mouth, and every time he said a word, his tongue would be cut off, "I, Xiang Hong, would like to accept The No.13 leader of the Tianlong Gang."

The woman looked up at him, and slowly took off her boxing gloves.

"Are you really thinking about it?" Her eyes also lost the playfulness and became extremely serious.

"I never joke." Xiang Hong said stiffly, stretched out his hand to brush his long hair, and pressed the index and middle fingers of his right hand tightly on the dragon tattoo that was usually well hidden on the back of his neck, "Why, do you want me to press it?" Follow the old rules, kneel down with you here?"

The woman let out a long sigh.

"I know you've been ready for a long time, but you're still suffocating with me. You've done all the arrangements that should be made, and you will come to me now, just to tell me, are you going to do it? "

"I have to make sure I can move Wu Zheng." Xiang Hong carefully determined the woman's reaction.

"Tsk, you have to ask yourself," the woman said casually, "Whether the leader is the leader or not, what age is it, who do you want to work with, whether you don't ask the sky or ghosts, or ask yourself a heart. "

Xiang Hong's eyebrows moved slightly.

"Just do what you want, don't whine, like an annoying child." The woman seemed to lose her patience again, "Wipe your own butt, give me a quick hand."

Xiang Hongcai slowed down a bit before he was so angry that he cut off the communication without even saying hello.

What he couldn't see was that in a house on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, a woman was smiling into the calm air.

"It's really grown up a lot." She withdrew the tenderness in her eyes, turned her head and told another red-haired woman who was standing by, "A Rong, you go back to the next door, tonight Guard Luo Yingying so that no one wants to disturb her. By the way, let's ask a few more people to follow that brat to ensure that he won't be beaten again when he goes to see Ah Zheng."

The red-haired woman stepped forward to put a coat on her, pursed her lips and smiled: "Miss, you really miss Xiaohong."

"Tch, I'm afraid he'll embarrass me again." The woman curled her lips, and looked out the window at the vast night, "But, our people don't move as long as they can. I trust him, and he can do a good job this time." .”