Solar System Survival Program [Unlimited]

When Luo Songyang was thinking, he stroked his hair subconsciously, but touched the smooth top of his head, and was frightened by the feeling, he quickly stopped and said, "Mummy? How are you sure, besides, where are the others?"

Fu Chongming looked at his serious expression and sighed: "I'm talking nonsense. I can only think of mummies and Cleopatra in ancient Egypt. But I don't expect to see mummies at all. Its bandages haven't been washed for thousands of years, it's too scary .”

"The latter is not worth looking forward to. The most famous 'Cleopatra' Cleopatra VII is not of ancient Egyptian origin, but the Greeks who occupied Egypt, but because the Greek rulers retained the ancient Egyptian native culture and She considers herself a pharaoh, that's why she is called 'Cleopatra'. If she appears in this game, it means that we are at the end of the Ptolemaic Dynasty, and we may face a large-scale melee like a pot of porridge. It is better to form a team and fight quietly The mummy is comfortable." Luo Songyang replied blankly, "Don't ask me why I know, if you have a senior officer who studies history, and after he finds that punishing you for writing a review doesn't work, he will let you run laps instead. Copy history books."

This kind of punishment is too... Fu Chongming suppressed his laughter.

"But you don't look like the type who will be punished." Fu Chongming pointed out quite euphemistically——Brother Luo's family is usually serious, and he almost has the word "obedient" written on his face.

"Tch." Luo Songyang sneered, "In our legion, who hasn't been punished by the head of the legion?"

Fu Chongming: "Me."

Luo Songyang's face sank: "...you don't count, you are a shady."

"Do you... know how the rest of the legion is doing?" Fu Chongming asked suddenly.

Luo Songyang frowned, and shook his head after a while: "I don't know. My memory stays at the moment when the tractor beam caught me, and I became conscious again, that is, I was implanted with artificial false memory, and was persuaded to kill you With the Legion Commander."

——In fact, this strategy almost succeeded. None of them said anything. Luo Songyang did do it at that time. The only reason for the failure was——Lu Huaixing knew the abilities of his subordinates too well. Luo Songyang's designs are rare.

So it seemed that there was no threat, but Luo Songyang obviously didn't agree in his heart.

So Fu Chongming hurriedly said: "Let's go, let's not just stand and chat, and find other people first."

Luo Songyang calmed down: "Yes, go find Xiaobei and see how he is doing."

The stone hall is lit with lights, but this kind of heavy building has no electric lights. No matter how it is designed, it has a depressing aura. It is decorated with golden precious utensils everywhere. Although the hanging golden curtains are hazy Obscure, not only cannot increase the sense of warmth and comfort, but also makes people feel mysterious and treacherous.

The siren has been blasted to pieces by Lu Weishuang, but the new host is not Athena either, listening to the voice, it seems to be the Mona Lisa who made a cameo appearance when she was beating Nuwa before.

The beginning of the broadcast was as usual, long overdue, and the words were vague and full of weird metaphors.

[This is a land favored by the gods. Although the yellow sand is connected to the sky, the gods pour down the long river, and the long river flows with life. The sun's brilliance passes through the sky, giving the world endless life, and the blessed creatures walk on the oasis During the period, they built gorgeous and splendid palaces, chasing higher and more dazzling achievements. 】

"Nonsense." Luo Songyang raised his eyebrows.

Fu Chongming: "No, at least it shows that there are gods in this game. Palaces, yellow sand, and rivers may all be clues."

Luo Songyang: "..."

[Life thrives here, happiness in life, eternity after death, the body that walks on the earth will eventually decay, but the immortal soul will follow the guidance to the immortal world after death. 】

Fu Chongming: "Is Gouta running out of words, talking about life and death for so long?"

But Luo Songyang hesitated for a moment: "No, the focus of ancient Egypt is almost death, but death is not the end. They think that people are divided into two parts, 'ka' and 'ba'. The simple understanding is that the body and soul are counted separately. The soul lasts forever, after death, after a trial, the soul and body are reunited to obtain eternity, roughly this process, according to the way you interpreted it just now, this scene..."

He frowned, and Fu Chongming had already continued: "Our enemy may have to be killed twice before he can die?"

Luo Songyang: "Twice at least. The worst would be to kill once with the body, once with the immortal body, and once again with the soul after death. If possible, every time you kill an enemy, you must squat until you confirm that you have killed enough times."

"How about playing dolls?"

Jokes are all jokes, but Fu Chongming couldn't help but look at Luo Songyang with admiration. This technician talked about fighting and killing, and he was much more violent than the current defense officer.

When I was in the military school, the instructors often said that your first team and the team you served the longest will leave the two most important strokes in your career. The soul of a team is its commander. The combat style of the immediate commander is likely to be absorbed by the entire team unconsciously like an invisible air.

So it can be seen that Luo Songyang is Lu Weishuang's subordinate.

The broadcast did not stop:

[However, the gods who created the world were overjoyed at what they created, and devoted their love to the people they favored, but they realized that they did not own the world , Therefore, they urgently need to find a way as soon as possible to gain more power of faith in order to get rid of the shackles. 】

Fu Chongming's complexion changed slightly, he was still familiar with vague words before, why did he suddenly start to be straightforward?

[Pharaohs and the gods who protect them are regarded as one, sharing honor and disgrace. Only when the pharaoh's dynasty is prosperous can the gods be eternally dazzling. the throne. 】

[Competition 376, eighteen groups of contestants have entered the arena. 】

Luo Songyang's face also changed: "Pharaohs? Wait, [-] pharaohs fighting in a melee? What kind of magic is changing ancient Egypt?"

[Go, for your people, for your gods, be the supreme pharaoh! 】

Fu Chongming's face was dark -- no wonder the style of broadcasting this time was very different, and it became so simple and straightforward. This was a blatantly provoked melee!Eighteen groups, a group of six people, more than 100 contestants...

Fu Chongming's heart sank slightly.

[376 points arena, the game begins! 】

boom--

As soon as the broadcast ended, there was a loud noise that shook the whole Pharaoh's palace.

Fu Chongming picked up Luo Songyang, who was unsteady, and guards rushed past him in a hurry.

"What's going on!" Fu Chongming asked in a deep voice.

"Pharaoh." The guard saluted him, "It's the Forbidden Palace, the one in the Forbidden Palace is angry again, we..."

Fu Chongming raised his eyebrows high. He guessed right, he is indeed the pharaoh of this group. From his appearance, Luo Songyang, who had his head shaved tragically, is a high priest, but what is the situation in the Forbidden Palace?It doesn't sound like a real Egyptian word, not necessarily something weird.

"Take me to see." He ordered

The guard was shocked: "This can't be done, it's too dangerous!"

"Stop talking nonsense, don't you die?" Fu Chongming lowered his face, his eyes were dangerous, and he looked like a tyrant.

The guards did not dare to resist, and immediately began to lead the way for him.

In such a large palace, the interior is full of grand and mysterious dim yellow tones. The superstructure is better, with columns and windows specially designed for lighting. The further you go down, the more gloomy and dark it is. to the dungeon—

Whose dungeon has gorgeous frescoes on the walls and gold inlaid pillars?There are women in white dresses and gorgeous gold eyeliner around, but they don't look like maids, more like priestesses.

Holding gold plates in their hands, they placed all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables, pastries and food, and they were in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry to send them somewhere.

At the end of the passage, there was a huge stone door with elaborate paintings on it. Fu Chongming didn't enter the door rashly. He stopped at the door, so the priestesses lowered their heads and stopped behind the pharaoh and the high priest.

What is depicted on the door is some kind of creation myth, which Fu Chongming can understand at a glance with his shallow knowledge of literature and history. It is nothing more than the birth of the world in chaos, a god brings sunshine to the earth, and so on.

Sunshine——Fu Chongming lowered his head. This forced change of clothes was very annoying, but he didn't feel that the clothes were particularly inconsistent just now, because it was also a white dress with some kind of sun pattern on it.

He turned his head, and sure enough, there was a similar totem on Luo Songyang's robe, and even a big gold chain was hanging brightly around his neck, with a sun-shaped disc on it, with an eye drawn on it.

Noticing his gaze, Luo Songyang said in a low voice: "The eyes of Ra, Ra, Ra, the sun god."

"'Pharaohs and their guardian gods share weal and woe'? Why do I think this is not a conventional myth." Fu Chongming carefully looked at the giant gate. There are many guards outside the gate, and judging from the size of the gate, This is nothing more than an underground fortress, "What do you think is locked inside?"

Ordinary prisons may be solid, but they don't need a group of priests to guard them, right?

"... God Ra?"

Luo Songyang raised his eyebrows, "Wait, don't you want to go in?"

"Always have to figure it out." Fu Chongming smiled reassuringly, "Even if there is really an imprisoned evil god inside, and he will rush out to kill me as soon as the door is opened, he has to see if he has the ability."

After Fu Chongming finished speaking firmly, he waved his hand, and the four priestesses immediately took out four golden discs, buckled them into the four card slots on the door, and turned them in different directions, and the door made a heavy roar , slowly opened inwards.

However, at a glance, with only a glimpse, Fu Chongming found that he was careless.

——The evil god in the door can really kill you!

He kicked Luo Songyang out who hadn't figured out the situation, shouted "Close the door", and then slipped in by himself.

The priestesses were very obedient, and the door closed quickly.

Luo Songyang: "???"

Fu Chongming leaned against the door, his heart beating wildly, and the heat on his cheeks soared——

This is a resplendent and resplendent hall, and the candles are still not too bright, but this kind of darkness makes the hall full of luxury and beauty. The hanging translucent golden gauze reflects tiny rays of light under the firelight, and the rich incense makes the hall full of luxury and beauty. The empty hall became warm.

In fact, the style here is not much different from the previous buildings, but perhaps the people inside are different, and Fu Chongming's senses are also completely different.

"Fu Chongming? Your leg is broken, won't you come over?"

From behind the golden veil came a cold, low voice. The owner of the voice was obviously very impatient and on the verge of rage.

"I..." Fu Chongming's voice seemed a little hoarse, he thought, this is really terrible!

"What are you! Come here."

"Sir." Fu Chongming said honestly, "Don't you know that you are basically naked and wrapped in golden chains? Don't you want to spend those two hours here?"

Lu Huaixing behind the veil fell silent.

"I don't know, my eyes are blindfolded." Lu Huaixing replied.

Hold.

Fu Chongming covered his heart.

The golden veil couldn't stop the slender figure of the young man at all. He wore long black hair that was as smooth as splashing ink, and the golden ornaments complemented his fair skin. There was no trace of vulgarity at all, as if on him, Large pieces of pure gold seem to be soaked in starlight, becoming elegant and noble.

He raised his head, and there was indeed a golden eagle-head mask on his handsome face. His eyes were not exposed, and it firmly covered the upper half of his face. Only his lips and sharp, pale chin were exposed because of his anger.

Fu Chongming approached cautiously, as if a starship was pressurizing the engine in his heart, making a roar.

What the hell kind of evil script is this, the tyrant Pharaoh and his imprisoned gods?

Veils, gold chains, a luxurious bed and a dazzling array of gorgeous gold ornaments are basically equivalent to translucent fabrics that have no covering effect. How are you, dog tower?Isn't it occupied by the legendary Ms. Yelena?

"You untie me!" Lu Huaixing shook his bound arms vigorously, the gold chain made a rattling sound, every time it seemed to tickle Fu Chongming's heart.

Fu Chongming stopped: "Sir...can't you unlock it yourself?"

"I can, but this dog thing should be restricted by rules, I can't open it!" The anger value in Lu Huaixing's voice soared again, and his struggling movements became more violent.

Seeing this, Fu Chongming rushed up, pulled the golden gauze to wrap him up, and took off his mask: "Don't mess around, you still have some traumatic wounds on your body!"

"Then you still don't untie it for me!" Lu Huaixing turned his head, his eyes were painted with exquisite golden eyeliner, when he stared at others, he didn't have any momentum, but instead looked like the daily anger of an ordinary lover.

It really is a special rule prop, there is no conventional lock on the chain, it seems to be natural, but when Fu Chongming puts his hand on it and pulls it casually, the chain breaks and falls to the ground, leaving only Lu Huaixing's wrists and ankles like Gold rings like bracelets.

"Okay, let's understand!" Fu Chongming said hastily, "It was my mistake, I was late!"

Lu Huaixing ignored him, and fiddled with the weird bracelet with his head down. There was a string of cuneiform characters on it, which he didn't recognize.

"I can't take it off." Lu Huaixing had a gloomy expression, holding the standard knife of the Defense Corps in his hand, trying to pry it, but Fu Chongming stopped him in fright.

Fu Chongming: "I guess this is also a special function prop."

"You should be using it to control me." Lu Huaixing sneered, but there was no obvious anger anymore. There were many totems drawn with golden paint on his body. As his breathing rose and fell, those golden threads were illuminated by the fire, as if Flowing along the surface of his body, Fu Chongming couldn't help staring at it for a while, and was slapped on the face by Lu Huaixing.

"It's enough to be third-rate, and change to obscene?"

"But." Fu Chongming smiled all over his face, "I think my boyfriend is acting legally, and it's obviously the officer who first said that he would use my two hours!"

Lu Huaixing's face froze: "Can I take back that sentence?"

"No, I recorded it."

"..." Lu Huaixing was silent for a while, then suddenly switched personality, raised his head with a reddish face, and then said with some annoyance, "Stop making trouble, I don't want to spend your two hours in the competition venue, wait for us to go out Besides, if you like this golden pattern, just go out and let me draw it for you, don't watch us do business."

"Yes, sir." Fu Chongming couldn't help but chuckled, and replied softly, "I remember it."

"Look." Lu Huaixing pushed him, and said seriously: "These bracelets and chains are also one of the traps, I guess. If every group of players is a combination of pharaohs and gods, what are they based on?" to decide who is pharaoh and who is god?"

"Martial force?" Fu Chongming withdrew his playful attitude, and after serious thinking, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a good calculation, set the one with the strongest combat power as a god, and then let the one who is the pharaoh master and control him. Props, if you are not careful, there will be infighting within the team."

"If it's an ordinary or even temporary team, in this kind of crisis-ridden game, can you really put yourself in the hands of your teammates?" Lu Huaixing's voice was calm, but he said something that was not so peaceful. fact.

Almost in the next second, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the announcement came in a low voice, as if roaring from the ground.

[The patron saint of the dead - Isis has fallen, and the pharaoh she favored unexpectedly betrayed her and took her power! 】

The author has something to say: Fu 36: Sir, do you know that an off-site defense officer suggested that it can start at 22:[-] on Sunday night, and the second week will arrive in two hours. We can continue to use the new two hours. What do you think? How about it?

Mr. Shuang: ...

Little Xingxing: Yes, yes, but then there will be no next week...