Solar System Survival Program [Unlimited]

The duke's mansion was full of servants running in a hurry, and one or two priests in robes were sandwiched between the maids carrying the water basin.Lu Huaixing walked through the crowd with a cold face, Cousin Luo chased after her skirt tremblingly, but was stopped by two nuns:

"Ladies, go back to your room, I know you are worried about the Duke, but—"

Lu Huaixing strode forward with his long legs and walked directly around them. Luo Xiaobei hurriedly ran after them, so the nun had no choice but to join the chasing army.

The dance party had already ended, and the guests were quickly invited away. Before Fu Chongming had time to speak to Lu Huaixing, he was dragged away by his panicked maid.The Duchess fainted on the spot when she heard the news, and the huge mansion was enveloped in the panic caused by the witch.

Witches, witches in this era are the spokesmen of the plague, not cute schoolmasters riding brooms.

The monks painted and painted the floor of the Duke's house with an unknown liquid, and held up the holy image to mutter words. Under the dim candlelight in the corridor, their robes looked like black birds.

Lu Huaixing fought all the way to the door, frowning and stopped - a large number of monks blocked him, and he couldn't go in directly.

He saw the doctors in the room wearing a black mask with sharp beaks, like a group of eerie crows surrounding the big bed, but they couldn't stop the occasional humming and nonsense.

Lu Huaixing listened to the consolation silently, and left one second before the unknown holy water was sprinkled.

Luo Xiaobei continued chasing him with small steps, tremblingly asked: "Brother Lu, what, what's going on?"

"I can't see clearly." Lu Huaixing shook his head slightly, "But it seems to be just a fever and talking nonsense, not like the Black Death."

——The common cold can also cause a high fever, but in this era, the common high fever is no easier than the Black Death.

"Hey, Brother Lu, your corsage is gray again, so you're in a better mood?"

Lu Huaixing raised his forehead: Only a nervous offline player like Cousin Luo would not be able to understand what an extreme special case it is to switch back and forth between SP and N.

The costumes of noble women are too gorgeous and complicated. Luo Xiaobei ran out of breath holding the skirts, and the maids were frightened to run around in the corridor. The "Miss" went back to the house by herself and found that she couldn't get out of the big bustle and corset. struggle out.

The speed of time in the competition is not consistent with the outside. The highest record recorded by the Sun Defense Corps is six years. The background simulates the ancient European battlefield. a week.

So Luo Xiaobei sighed, for fear that he would be a noble lady for a few years and only want to wear skirts when he goes home.

"Brother Lu, save me, my waist is about to break, woohoo!"

He was twisting and writhing in a pile of fabric, his waist was stuck on his chest, and he was breathless. When he looked up, he saw Brother Lu resting on the recliner, and the delicate ruby ​​necklace reflected warm yellow in the middle of his white collarbone. The fire is like a classical oil painting—if you haven't seen him stepping on the remains of parasites.

Lu Huaixing only said flatly: "You'd better wake up from your vacation dreams."

Luo Xiaobei: "Okay, but brother, can you get me out of the skirt first?"

knock --

Luo Xiaobei screamed in fright, a black hand rose out of the dark window, it looked strange at first glance, but Lu Huaixing walked over unhurriedly, and dragged a man in all black from the window. Fu Chongming in tights.

"Late night private meeting!" Fu Chongming blinked his right eye.

The gray color on Lu Huaixing's chest tends to turn red in place.

"Well, you guessed that I will come." Fu Chongming sat on the big bed with a smile. He took off his obstructive skirt. There was a small sun pattern on the chest of the black combat uniform and a serial number: S666.

Sensing Lu Huaixing's gaze, Fu Chongming raised his hand and touched his chest: "This number has always been written in my file. It is not the standard format of the Defense Legion. No one remembers the origin, but I guess, you know?"

Lu Huaixing didn't answer, but asked, "Do you have any clues for the match?"

"A conjecture." Fu Chongming nodded, "I think survival is the old way in this game. Only by resolving all fatal crises can we win."

Luo Xiaobei was startled: "Ah? Isn't our mission to find a witch? Shouldn't it be about solving puzzles?"

Lu Huaixing pulled up the chair and sat opposite Fu Chongming: "All the competitions in Guangta are actually survival levels. Your artificial classification before is meaningless. So what do you think?"

"Ancient Greek Tragic Aesthetics: How should individuals fight against the entire era?" Fu Chongming looked like a literary connoisseur, "Your sorrows and joys are irrelevant, because the torrent of the times is as good as you, a tiny drop of water."

Luo Xiaobei weakly raised his hand: "Teachers, I took Western Classical Literature as an elective in college, and I failed."

Lu Huaixing chuckled: "He can score up to 59 points. But the meaning is right, he said that the witch is not the most dangerous element in this game. The crisis this time comes from the background of the age, and an inconspicuous detail of life can send you to the top." The stake."

Luo Xiaobei: "For example?"

"For example, if a wealthy duke dies suddenly, what will happen to his widow and only child?" the defense officer raised his chin and asked.

The "only child" expression was flat: "The widow is so old, it is better to die for love, and then all the Duke's inheritance will be the lady's dowry."

Fu Chongming licked the corner of his mouth: "It's exciting."

Lu Huaixing remained calm: "In order to fully control the property, the new lady will 'die of illness' in a short time."

Fu Chongming frowned: "Well, then I can't bear it, the confidante is going to cry to death."

Luo Xiaobei: "Uh..." Murderous?

"I suggest that Mr. Fu hurry up and find other contestants, otherwise we may be burned in the square next time." Lu Huaixing said as he picked up Fu Chongming's collar, dragged him to the window and stuffed him into the night.

The defense officer struggled struggling outside the window: "Don't close the window! I found Wen Zhengyuan, you don't have to worry about it for now, he is the tutor in my mansion. Although the status of an orphan in the Duke's mansion will bring trouble, but I and I He still doesn’t suggest you manage the Duke, it’s easy to get caught.”

Lu Huaixing waved his hand to show that he knew, get out of here.

But suddenly, the long-lost system announcement rang.

[The plague of witches continues to spread on the cursed land, even infecting a noble duke. The pope was shocked and decided to send his priests to this cursed territory to capture the witches and eradicate the evil! 】

Lu Huaixing grabbed Fu Chongming's arm and pulled him back to the window.

[A seven-member elite exorcist team departs from the Holy See and will arrive before sunset tomorrow.Witches hiding in the crowd, tremble!The exorcists will stab the holy sword given by the angel into the chest of the witch. Before that, they will continue to grow themselves, hunt down the witch, and never die! 】

The host Gabriel said softly and pleasantly:

[I wish all players shine in the solar system. 】

Only the players can hear the system broadcast, so the panic night is still the same, but the room where the players are is instantly dead silent.

After a while, Lu Huaixing frowned and asked, "How many players have you found?"

"There were 7 men and 5 women in the banquet, Qin Ai'ai was in the Knights Templar of the church, there were 1 man and 3 women in the servants of the Duke's mansion, and Wen Zhengyuan was in my 'home'." Fu Chongming quickly counted, "18. "

None of them spoke, Luo Xiaobei called out after a while: "Those seven exorcists, can't they be contestants? Aren't confrontation games only fucking high-end games?"

The defense officer and Lu Huaixing stared at each other silently without answering.

"I'll come to you tomorrow morning." Fu Chongming finally said, "Let's check the players first."

There is sound, but very dimly.

It was as if he had just returned to the take-off and landing platform, and before he took off his space combat helmet, his teammates were outside relying on his inaudible ghost screams, most of which were protesting additional training.

The photon barrier shattered before his eyes, and he saw the huge black mothership project a precise tractor beam, engulfing a figure.

Lu Huaixing suddenly woke up with a stabbing pain in his left arm. He suddenly turned over and jumped up, grabbed the cold object, turned one person over with his backhand, and stabbed his throat——

"ah--"

the man screamed

"Brother Lu!"

The golden light in front of him dissipated, and the remaining illusion of the universe was quickly replaced by luxurious bedposts.

Lu Huaixing's chest heaved violently, and the sweat on his forehead fell into the fluffy feather pillow. He blinked, shook his head slightly, and felt layers of satin and lace wetly sticking to his back.He lowered his eyes slowly, and saw that he was pinching the neck of a young woman dressed in men's clothing, the needle grazed her carotid artery, and barely stopped it at the last moment.

"Who are you?" Lu Huaixing heard his hoarse voice and rapid breathing.

"I'm Jiang Yi, contestant! Before entering the tower, it's, it's the emergency doctor! Cough!" The young woman patted the back of his veined hand with difficulty, "You, you just had a fever, 41 degrees, almost ripe!"

The dizziness made his reaction a little slower, otherwise, the moment the needle came in, the woman would have been spattered with blood on the spot.

Body temperature is dropping.

He let go of the other party, and slowly sat up with his body propped up, and saw that the sun outside the window was already westward.

"I……"

Luo Xiaobei hastily explained: "Brother Lu, when the security officer came in the morning, you started to have a fever, and you couldn't wake up, which scared me to death! Brother Yuan was tutored and he couldn't come. Fortunately, Chief Fu found you in the city this morning. Doctor Jiang, brother Lu, you have bleeding spots on your arm!"

Lu Huaixing slowly lowered his head, and found that the outer skirt and vest on his body had been cut and removed. He rolled up his sleeves, and saw that the skin on the inner side of his upper arm was mottled and purple.

"Don't be nervous, this is not the plague." Jiang Yi took out another needle, "You are just acute pneumonia caused by influenza, accompanied by scarlet fever rash. I am also a doctor in the game. I just went to see the Duke. It should be him. Infected you. Yes, it’s not the Black Death, it’s just that the ancients couldn’t tell the difference.”

Luo Xiaobei grabbed his skirt and confessed: "I should go forward by myself. You have been lying in a sterile dormant chamber for six years, and your immune system has not recovered well, so you are easy to get infected."

Lu Huaixing licked his dry lips, his skin tingled again, but he immediately grabbed the needle and pulled it out again.

"I gave you oral medicine, but it didn't work, so I had to inject it intravenously." Jiang Yi said seriously.

Lu Huaixing's face was very pale, "Do you want to be treated as a witch doctor?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Fu: I am very excited to marry a lonely beauty...

Mr. Shuang: Today’s elimination is for you √

An unknown family member whose location is unknown: S666, indeed 666.

[And, Legion feels that some readers are right, 666 is 36, homophonic ___ (100 points)]