Solar System Survival Program [Unlimited]

"As the head of the Knights Templar, but being accused of being a witch by my fiancée is related to my honor as a knight." Fu Chongming announced forcefully under his full body armor, "If you insist on saying that, you are challenging me!"

He took half a step forward and looked at the female contestants in the Exorcist team.Only one of the seven light tower players is a woman, and she is also dressed as a knight at the moment.

She was also looking vigilantly at the Templar who interrupted the interrogation, but unexpectedly, the knight commander quickly took off his gloves and slammed it on her face with a bang.

The female player subconsciously caught it.

The knight commander raised his chin in a haughty and proud gesture, and said, "Very good. You decide the time, place, and method."

The female contestant looked confused, and was about to vomit from the smell of armor and gloves.

"Why, aren't you a knight? Don't you know the etiquette of duels?" The knight commander shouted loudly, not only the nobles around, but even the civilians in the audience showed contemptuous eyes when they heard this sentence.

The leading nun looked at Fu Chongming dangerously, and told the team members in a low voice: "In ancient knight etiquette, throwing gloves at you means launching a knight duel, and if you catch it, it means that you are willing to fight."

The female knight contestant's face froze: "Damn! Can't I fight? My ability is not melee!"

The nun's face was dark: "If you don't hit me, you will die."

A lively witch-burning ceremony turned into a knight duel for no reason.

The final duel was scheduled for noon the next day, a sword fight.

The Knights Templar surrounded the Duke's mansion.The poor duchess was killed in love before it was dark. At this moment, the duke's inheritance has completely become a delicious cake, and countless eyes are staring at her, both openly and secretly.

But it's a pity that the knight captain came first, and the forces in the dark watched with gnashing teeth that this rude warrior grandiosely regarded the duke's mansion as his own home, and the servants were also accustomed to adapting to the wind. Not at a glance.They didn't even ask, they led the people into the lady's room, and very intimately cleared Miss Rowling who was guarding her bed like an old hen.

It's a pity that the follow-up in the house is too inconsistent with everyone's imagination. The mighty knight commander is shrunk like a mushroom in the farthest corner of the room, and the elegant and noble lady is peeling the fruit with a saber. Don't hesitate to change it to peeling the knight's skin.

"Sir, the floor is so icy!" Fu Chongming dragged his voice with half-truth and half-fake resentment.

The armor left by NC can only be seen from a distance but not heard up close. Fu Chongming wore it for a day and a night, and the result can be imagined.

However, the spread of the epidemic caused food shortages and insufficient intake of various nutrients. Many people suffered from night blindness to varying degrees. The city was empty at night, and those who were still running around were either witches or servants of the devil.Besides, there are seven exorcists waiting outside, Lu Huaixing can't kick the "fiancé" out.

Whoosh—half an apple was thrown, Fu Chongming drew out his knife and accurately intercepted it, and bit it into his mouth with a smile.

"Sir, it's so sweet." Fu Chongming said with puffed cheeks.

Lu Huaixing's low-grade fever continued, and he didn't use much of Jiang Yi's medicine. The current improvement depends on his strong physical fitness.

He asked, "What are you going to do with those seven people?"

Fu Chongming chewed the apple and said calmly, "Kill them all."

The man on the bed turned and stared at him.

Fu Chongming explained: "The Sun Defense Officer has the right to execute."

The implanted device on the defense officer doesn't just record game information, it also monitors the wearer.His every word and deed will be evaluated by the judge and the legion after returning to reality.

The light tower competition is a chaotic world, where there are no legal rules, and people are also faced with unparalleled tests in an extreme environment. In order to survive, some people succumb to this competition.

But the defense officers can't, there is no order here, so they have to carry a heavy order in their bodies.

Lu Huaixing didn't point it out, he clicked his tongue meaningfully, and joked: "28-year-old virgin, a bit scary."

Fu Chongming was choked for a while, and it took him a long time to understand how Lu Huaixing came to this weird conclusion. It was rare that he didn't retort immediately, and he held back for a while before saying: "Sir, why don't you show compassion to your subordinates and help me out? "

"No, I don't want to act in a small movie and be appreciated by the whole army."

Fu Chongming leaned against the wall and adjusted a comfortable posture, and laughed softly: "We have a two-hour shut-down time at our discretion every week."

Lu Huaixing raised his eyebrows high: "Then this is pure and no one wants it."

"Sir, you obviously haven't switched to S state now, so don't poke my heart." Fu Chongming put on an aggrieved expression.

None of them spoke anymore, they just rested quietly for a long time, Lu Huaixing threw a pillow over: "Sleep, there are tasks tomorrow."

The defense officer grabbed the pillow and couldn't help but think, the n-level guy is really gentle.

"Good night, sir."

Fu Chongming responded, got up and extinguished the candle.

A long time passed in darkness.

Fu Chongming suddenly said softly: "Are you still awake?"

No sound came from the bed.

"Six years ago, I was 22 and just graduated. I was at the age of not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth. At that time, I felt that a good youth should make contributions, be the world's top ace, and the elite of deep space and voyage, just like you...they. Only children can My head is full of pink bubbles." Fu Chongming said very lightly, "But the moment the light tower is lit, we lose the qualification to know the heights of the sky and the earth."

"It's been a long time since I actually had a middle school dream of flying into the sky and burning into stars." Fu Chongming smiled, "But I think I will do one tonight, and the spaceship in the dream should be pink .”

In the silent night, the person on the bed turned over almost inaudibly.

Fu Chongming smiled, but didn't make a sound.

He said with lips: "Good night, stars."

Street lamps were not yet invented in this era, so Wen Zhengyuan ducked out from under the wall, accidentally bumped into a tree, and knocked blood on his forehead.

But he didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward in the dark.

Light tower competitions often have more than one way to win, but he found that the defense officer and Chief Lu will definitely choose the most thoughtless one-kill all the enemies and it's over.

But this time it doesn't seem to work.

Chief Lu continued to be ill and lacked energy, and Wen Zhengyuan didn't have the chance to analyze the situation with him, but he thought that the victory conditions this time required a specific method, and killing corpses everywhere like dealing with the parasitic alha would probably be a waste of effort.

The light tower never expresses the method of victory, but this message must be implied in the opening speech.

Wen Zhengyuan remembers the opening words of the Light Tower—the era that created brilliant literary and artistic achievements, is it really dark, or is there some culprit that caused this disaster?

The home education teacher draws the focus: the culprit.

The broadcast when the exorcist appeared on the stage almost made it clear that the holy sword bestowed by the angel pierced the witch's chest to end the disaster.

There is no doubt that the witch is the culprit of the disaster, but the question is who is the real witch.

Wen Zhengyuan sneered at the holy sword, it must be played as an exorcist to get it.Therefore, he has a guess: this game directly provokes the players to fight, but the winning method is likely to have nothing to do with the fighting activities, and it is even possible that the two sides can cooperate to pass the level.

In this way, no contestant can actually win, not even the exorcist who thinks he is standing in the light tower camp.

The plague was caused by witches. Wen Zhengyuan is still not sure whether the witch here is a literal word or a metaphor, but he is sure that the source of infection of the plague is in the water.

He observed the concentrated outbreaks of the plague in the entire city, and asked Fu Chongming to ask Luo Xiaobei to draw a map, and the talking boy accurately calculated the water sources in the city according to the scale.

The four water sources are irregularly distributed because of the uneven terrain. Now three of them are surrounded by radial infections. If he guessed correctly tonight, it will be the fourth's turn.

The fourth water source is exclusive to the upper city of the nobles, not far from the Duke's mansion, so he waited quietly and patiently.

Click, click.

The sound of broken footsteps was not far ahead.

Wen Zhengyuan was startled, clutched a scalpel in his hand, and dodged to hide in the bushes.

A cloaked shadow flicked furtively.Wen Zhengyuan squinted his eyes, struggled to identify the direction, and then threw out the scalpel.

The skill is activated, [Almighty Emergency Doctor].

The knife swished across the silent air, accurately achieving the doctor's "surgical purpose" - to stop the action - the knife was nailed through the sole of Hei Ying's left foot, and Hei Ying groaned and fell to the ground.

caught!

Wen Zhengyuan rushed forward immediately, and the second scalpel directly touched the man's neck.

"Don't move! Cut your throat if you move." Wen Zhengyuan said in a cold tone, "Who are you?"

The black shadow on the ground was panting, Wen Zhengyuan picked him up, and tore off his face covering, revealing a slightly tired male face.

"Don't... don't do it!" said the black shadow, "I am the housekeeper of the Duke's mansion, and I am a person of status!"

"The butler?" Wen Zhengyuan raised his hand and touched it, confirming that it is a male NPC, but then jokingly shook his head: All the male contestants in this competition will be female tutors, why can't the butler be a witch?

"What are you doing?" Wen Zhengyuan asked coldly, and the third scalpel in his hand picked up a small cloth bag from the butler's hand.

"Don't, don't open it!"

Of course Wen Zhengyuan wouldn't listen, he opened the cloth bag, and a rancid smell that made his nose sore and his eyes were black suddenly rushed over, almost knocking him out.

"Ahhh—it's over, we're over!" the butler howled, "Just open it like this, you—"

"This is the source of the plague infection?" Wen Zhengyuan was tearing, his voice was a little unsteady, but he still touched the contents through the cloth, and analyzed clearly, "The carrion of the sick rat, you still use it inside." human body? Whose body is that?"

The housekeeper seemed to have lost all hope, and kept saying, "You'll die soon after the infection, now it's all over, you can't run away either."

Wen Zhengyuan was expressionless and didn't bother to answer. The butler thought that a piece of cloth could really block a powerful plague?

"You don't understand, this cloth is a sacred object!" The housekeeper seemed to guess what he wanted to say, shook his head and smiled wryly, "Forget it, just die if you die."

"Tell me, why are you doing this?"

The butler had a sullen expression on his face, his eyes were looking around nervously, Wen Zhengyuan was impatient, he took out a tube of nerve anesthetic directly from the space, and injected it with a puff.

Wen Zhengyuan opened his mouth and showed a smile that was more neurotic than the housekeeper: "This drug is still in the experimental stage, congratulations on becoming the first experimental subject. Its raw material is the parasite fetal blood I collected in the last competition. A kind of neurotoxin can be refined into a good anesthetic, but it will not paralyze your body, but disintegrate your thinking defenses, making people become obedient students who answer questions."

So here is Wen Jiajiao's first question: "Are you a witch?"

The steward replied blankly, "I'm not, of course I'm not, I'm a pious voter."

"Then why did you kill the people in the city?"

"Hmph, why are they alive? My son is dead."

Wen Zhengyuan frowned: "Talk about the details, who is your son?"

"The duke's son-in-law, the second son of Earl Laura, and Louisa's second fiancé."

The corner of Wen Zhengyuan's mouth twitched: "Are you a boy?"

"Bah, what's wrong with the Earl, my son is not my seed, hehe!" The old butler said vaguely, drooling because of his nervous system, "When my son marries the Duke's daughter, he will be the little Duke! But ..." At this point, he suddenly burst into tears: "The devil, that girl is a devil, and all men who approach her will be cursed and die! What's the use of titles and property, I just want my son to live well , that damn witch!"

Wen Zhengyuan rolled his eyes, "Very good, Chief Lu Kefu."

"So, are you venting your dissatisfaction with the death of your son—"

He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there was a sharp piercing sound from behind, Wen Zhengyuan suddenly threw his hand behind him, the scalpel flew out facing the scream, and hit accurately with a clang.

Someone in the darkness let out a cry, and soon, the second scream came again.

With a clang, Wen Zhengyuan gritted his teeth and slashed out again.

"Anything else?" There was a chuckle in the darkness, followed by a third whistling sound.

Wen Zhengyuan finally turned pale with shock, his skills are limited, and if he uses too much, he will have a splitting headache, and now he has no strength to do it a fourth time.

He hurriedly pushed the butler away, got up and ran by himself, the sharp knife pierced through the butler's arm, and hit Wen Zhengyuan's calf, still leaving a wound.

But he ignored the pain and ran forward at the fastest speed.

The wind echoed.

"okay."

A young nun appeared in front of him, snapped her fingers, and a sharp knife came towards him. Wen Zhengyuan didn't even have time to react, the sharp knife pierced his shoulder instantly.

"what!"

Wen Zhengyuan let out a short scream, but immediately gritted his teeth to hold it back. He grabbed the iron object with one hand and wanted to pull it out, but then realized with a numb scalp that it had a hook stuck in his flesh and blood. There was no way to pull it out, and the tail of the sharp blade still had an iron chain, which was caught by the nun.

He lowered his head and saw the brilliant golden red shining between his fingers.

The nun said to the others in the darkness, "Continue to look at the Duke's mansion and confirm whether the knight commander and Luisa are contestants. As for you—you seem to have some good props?"

Wen Zhengyuan bowed his head and did not answer.

"How about it, why don't you join us, I think your props are quite useful." The nun leaned over, "It doesn't look bad? Think about it."

"Are you sick?" Wen Zhengyuan answered in a cold sweat, "I'm not good at learning, so maybe I can't cure the pervert."

"Hiss, please be friendly." The young male contestant dressed as a nun laughed, "My name is Song Qian, sr contestant. You have plenty of time to think slowly, don't worry, we will burn you last."

Wen Zhengyuan clenched his teeth and forced a sneer.

The nun patted his face: "Why, my name is funny?"

Wen Zhengyuan didn't have the energy to care about the homonym of his name at all, he just kept a straight face and didn't answer, so Song Qian pulled the chain unsatisfactorily, Wen Zhengyuan grunted in pain and shuddered.

He couldn't help threatening with a trembling voice: "You're done, you don't even know who the contestant is in this match."

"This game seems to be really interesting." Song Qian said lazily, "The defense officer can't save you. I have fought him once. It's quite strong, but let's take a gamble. Don't you know? The Defense Corps actually has orders, and most people don’t know it, and they still regard them as heroes. The guiding principle of the Defense Corps includes one: to protect the people as much as possible, but once their own lives are threatened, they need to abandon others and run away immediately. Save yourself, save the shitty human hopes, cut. Believe it or not, he won't save you."

"Your pattern is just to see low-level defense officers." Wen Zhengyuan's eyes had a strange brilliance: "But he will definitely."