Solar System Survival Program [Unlimited]

The flames in the monastery were soaring into the sky, and the fiery explosion was accompanied by a magnificent golden light——

In the eyes of the medieval people, the black technology of the photon barrier, a thousand-year-old black technology, is simply a perfect holy light. A large number of peripheral people couldn't stand, and shouted for Mary to kneel down.

When Qin Aiai came, she almost thought it was a pyramid scheme.

She quickly took out her mobile phone, took a quick selfie before the 3-minute destruction time limit for the light tower, took a good picture of her nose and face, stuffed it into the manuscript box of her social account in chronological order, and wrote:

"@秦爱爱爱爱爱爱你的你V: Today is also a day of hard work! Chong Duck, Treasure Humans will never admit defeat!"

The defense officer jumped from the roof and slammed her helmet hard: "Stop taking selfies, it's fun to be beaten!"

He jumped back and forth on medieval buildings, as chic as a parkour. Luo Xiaobei had calculated the width of each street, roof drop, etc. in advance, and even calculated the landing point for him. Of course, the exorcist team chased him no matter what. Not on Fu Chongming, I just feel that he is slippery, like turning on a satellite navigation.

Qin Ai'ai protested with panda eyes: "I'm an idol whose fans brag about splitting my nails! Selfie business is professional ethics! Whoever helped you wipe out the Knights Templar is me! I worked so hard, I It is a good assistant of the century!"

Fu Chongming laughed heartily and leaped into the wall.

Putting on her helmet, Qin Ai turned around and rushed into the crowd, shouting: "People! Open your eyes, we have been deceived by the devil's servants!"

The crowd exclaimed and turned around.

The lone Templar knight held a shield and long sword, and carried a blood-stained and broken battle flag on his back. His figure was staggering, and his tone was solemn but sonorous.

"The cunning witch ambushed the exorcist sect on the way, ate their souls cruelly, put on their bodies, sneaked into the city to do evil, and wanted to burn the incarnation of the Virgin Mary in the world!"

Qin Ai'ai has completely changed from an idol to an actor, pointing to the flame inside and mournfully said: "I saw the divine revelation, Miss Luisa is a holy virgin, the incarnation of the Holy Mary, of course she cannot be judged by virtue." Misconduct defiles!"

"What, are the three dead nobles all misbehaving and colluding with the devil?"

"No wonder!"

"I just said that the saint is so beautiful!"

The Guangta player who rushed out of the gate in a panic looked confused.

who?The lunatic who was sick but dared to blow himself up?What is holy?

They didn't have a chance to refute, Qin Aiai swung her sword, pointed at them and said angrily, "Devil, don't show up yet!"

Ability [Soul Singer]: Level 3.Skill description: The soul singer uses her [-]th-line girl group's garbage singing skills to turn into out-of-tune attack sound waves, causing physical damage to all tangible objects around, and can also focus on specific targets, the number is limited to [-].

As soon as the two light tower players rushed out, they heard a strange singing.

There were no lyrics, and they couldn't quite tell what the tone was, but they felt their eyes darken, their mouths filled with a fishy smell, and they spat out blood, and then the exposed skin on their faces and hands began to be scraped. The wound is actually very shallow, and it doesn't even hurt much, but...

"They are really devils! The carols of His Majesty the Knight are all out of tune, but they still work!"

Qin Aiai: "..." The dog tower should be killed!

——It is the skill requirements that are written out of tune in black and white to be useful!

So there was no way, Qin Aiai continued to sing the song of being eliminated in the audition, and the Guangta contestant naturally guessed that it was some kind of skill, but so what?

They are two people, and there is a sea of ​​people outside the door.

——How can an individual fight against the entire era?

Great despair weighed on their heads.

"Catch them! They are devils! The plague will not end until they are burned!!!"

The light tower contestant looked at the crowd rushing forward with a gloomy expression.

In the age of passion and ignorance, people are slaves to fear, and they can do anything to survive.

But they are not qualified to condemn these foolish people, because they themselves are lackeys of fear.

Qin Aia shook her head and quietly withdrew from the crowd.

Inside the door, Song Qian had already recovered. He gritted his teeth and directly used the repair fluid. The small iron nail was left in the flesh like this. It was painful, but at least he didn't continue to lose blood.

When he saw Fu Chongming at a glance, he rushed forward screaming, the chain sword in his hand jumped out with a bang, Fu Chongming didn't dodge, grabbed it with a light shout, and cut it off with a wave of the saber.

Song Qian actually took out a chain sword from nothing again, that was obviously his skill.

This time, the chain sword was flying in the air like a conscious snake. It split into eight pieces when it approached Fu Chongming. Fu Chongming had to retreat this time. sword.

He keenly noticed that the chain sword was crooked, and Song Qian also turned his head sideways.

The hair under the nun's clothes was stained with blood, but the tips of the hair faded a little bit, and soon the blood couldn't cover the color difference.

Fu Chongming sneered: "Why do you have to fight so hard? If I do it, you will die with one knife. It is efficient and painless."

"It's so loud, go die first!" Song Qian smiled coldly and raised his hands, the chain sword split again in the air, a total of sixteen sharp iron swords danced in the air, even Fu Chongming had to take it seriously , no time to speak.

He was triumphant: "The defense officer is amazing? The strongest human being? Tell you, the light tower is everything here!"

The one who answered him was the guard who stomped a chain sword under his foot.

A bruise appeared on Song Qian's arm, and there were still iron nails in his skin, and his face was distorted in pain.

"You guys are farts, look at my abilities, no matter how hard you train, is there any ability that is powerful? Look at the reality, sir, this is the order of the future. The Defense Act is just for human self-entertainment. No one can Against the light tower, that is a miracle!"

The more he spoke, the more determined he became, with strands of white hair crawling up his forehead, and his face also changed from youthful to middle-aged.

But he didn't stop activating his ability, as long as he defeated the defender, burned him to death as a witch-involved person according to the task requirements, and let him be swallowed up by the tragic fate of the times in despair, the reward given by the light tower was enough to pay for the repair of the body. integral.

"Look, your speed is so fast, didn't you use the strengthening of the light tower? Can you do it by yourself? So—" He raised his hands, and the human limbs began to twist and deform, and finally became two thick giant swords , "What are you resisting? This is the future of mankind. There is no hope on your own."

puff.

Song Qian paused for a moment, his chain swords were wrestling with Fu Chongming, he ignored his back, he turned his head with difficulty, and saw a... a syringe on his waist?

"Hey~hey~"

The person behind him tilted his head, his face was expressionless, only the corners of his mouth raised, he pulled out the syringe in his hand, poofed, and slapped again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Luo Xiaobei, who came in to help, screamed at the top of his voice, turned around and ran out with the hem of his skirt.

"There is a BOSS, close the bottom BOSS!" Luo Xiaobei screamed at Qin Ai'ai, "It's a perverted scientist, he's stabbing a suture monster!"

Qin Aiai turned around slowly, and compared him to the back: "Doctor Wen refuses to accept."

Wen Zhengyuan was holding the syringe, his pupils were dilated under the action of the anesthetic, his eyes were pitch black and out of focus, coupled with the cheerful smile on the corner of his mouth, it was easy to remind people of the experimental madman in classic science fiction movies.

He said flatly, "Oh, this anesthetic works super fast. You see that you are so injured and still move around. Just lie down and shout, I'm super powerful!"

Song Qian: "???"

The anesthetic really started to take effect, he staggered two steps, and suddenly laughed: "It's so interesting, this game is really fun, isn't it? To human beings, the Light Tower is like traveling back to the real Middle Ages with technology in 2518. It's not a game at all. The realm is here, this is just a game of advanced civilization, defense officer, only by performing well and winning the glory of the light tower, mankind will have a future!"

He had a ferocious face, and the anesthetic refined from parasitic neurotoxins only affected his mind, not his limbs, so Song Qian kicked Wen Zhengyuan away and rushed towards Fu Chongming again.

"I am the future elite of mankind!"

He no longer kept it, and used his abilities with all his strength. The vitality began to spread to the chain swords, endowing them with the ability to activate metals. The sharp blades cut across the body of the defender one after another, and golden blood flew.

He laughed, like a giant octopus waving its arms and legs, chain swords flying around him, he said: "That's right, only the strong have the right to speak, now look at my toys, I'm playing high-level defense official!"

Fu Chongming was whipped left and right by his chain sword, like a spinning top.

But there was a sneer on the corner of the defense officer's mouth, and he suddenly said: "How many times have you been a light tower player?"

"The fifth time." The nerve anesthetic made him unable to speak, and he answered every question.

"How many normal players have you killed?"

"Unlucky, I only got one random confrontation match. At other times, according to the rules, you can't directly attack without triggering the plot point."

Fu Chongming held the dagger with his backhand, and said in a cold voice, "Why did you become a Light Tower contestant?"

"Shouldn't playing games be the most exciting?" Song Qian was gray-haired, but smiling brightly.

In the next second, his laughter stopped abruptly.

The guard who was surrounded by chain swords suddenly disappeared, his figure was as fast as a puff of smoke, or he was an intangible wind, all the chain swords were swept away, Song Qian blinked, and he felt it after a long time There is something extra in the chest cavity.

S-level defense officer Fu Chongming, his specialty is clearly written: Assassination.

A patient assassin will always wait for the moment of killing with one blow, like a black panther crouching in the grass, he can quietly wait until the prey reveals its biggest flaw, patient and calm, but never waver.

The dagger in the defense officer's hand rotated slightly, crushing his heart with a bang, and the iron objects on the ground were tinkling and bouncing. The light tower transformed the human body, and he was hit in the heart by a blow, but he was not dead yet. .

"I'm sorry for the misjudgment." Fu Chongming said without sincerity, "The regulations are to make people die comfortably and painlessly, but this blame is not mine, who made you not a human being."

Gold-red blood spewed out from his heart, and the defense officer drew his knife back, but the upper body was still unavoidably splashed.

Song Qian knelt down slowly, his eyes were loose, but he kept staring at the defense officer.

The tall and straight young man stood with his head held high in this chaotic and dark medieval night, not wearing a uniform, but dazzling as if illuminated by the sun.

He said calmly: "The real Middle Ages in human history has passed, and that period of dark age was indeed depressing and long, but human civilization still built gorgeous buildings, left exquisite paintings and sculptures in that time, and was a literary giant. The inspiration they created lasted for millennia."

Song Qian's chain sword was still crazily absorbing the last vitality from him, and his strengthened physique could keep him from being hit by the heart, but half a minute later, the white-haired old man knelt on the ground, his skin dried up quickly, and his eyes were full of disbelief. with despair.

"The optimist enjoys the moonlight in the cold night, and the despairer digs his own grave before dawn." Fu Chongming's knife gently pressed against Song Qian's artery.

"According to the "Sun Defense Act", you have betrayed mankind and committed first-degree murder. The execution was carried out by Defense Officer Fu Chongming. Defense Officer Number: 0712-S666. The decision is confirmed and I am fully responsible for this execution."

The light of the knife flashed, and golden-red blood splashed out.

He looked at the fallen corpse and whispered to himself:

"Besides, the stars are in the arms, and we are not in the dark age."