Solar System Survival Program [Unlimited]

"What's that—"

Before Lu Huaixing answered, the light swallowed everyone, and soon the long-lost competition hall appeared in front of him, and the angel Gabriel fluttered down, still wearing a gentle mask on his face.

"The performance of the players is really unexpected." He smiled, but it made people think that an angel would fall into a demon in a second.

So the contestants tried their best to ignore the bird man. Except for escaping the game and other behaviors, these light tower monsters disguised as beautiful species could not attack at will.

"It's amazing to win the victory simply and neatly." Gabriel's face was covered with a false holy light, "The organizing committee of the competition is very happy, but also worried that if this continues, the competition will be too boring for the players. Fortunately, you don’t have to worry, the organizing committee is trying new interesting ways to play.”

Qin Aia raised her head sharply: "What game?"

"It's just a plan to provide you with some additional mini-games during the offseason." Gabriel said with a smile, "There are generous rewards. Please pay attention to the follow-up schedule for details."

His smiling face did not please any contestant, most of them stared at his back, thinking about the [-] ways to make chicken wings.

The defense officer had no choice but to reassure: "Don't worry in advance, take a good rest, and you can't hide from what should come."

Lu Huaixing was always indifferent, and lowered his head to play with a ruby ​​necklace in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the witch props were taken out of the arena by him. After leaving the original arena, the exquisitely crafted luxury jewelry turned into a low-key black rope with a simple red stone hanging on it, like an online shopping explosion. Bracelet, just the number 10176 engraved on the stone.

Engraved with the field number, this is an exclusive prop in the field.

Lu Huaixing immediately understood - according to the design of the light tower, the witch's props will return to "hell" together when the witch dies, but...

He sneered and checked the system instructions.

[10176 arena props, the curse of the witch, the person who wears this magic stone is a witch]

[Effect description]: Make the wearer transform into a witch within 3 minutes, spreading disaster.Transformation skills:

1. Plague, the witch waved her hand, the poor people around will probably catch a bad cold, or worse than this, how about the Black Death?The effect lasts for 30 minutes.

2. Misfortune. Witches like to see bad luck, but witches with a score of only N can only curse one person a day, and the effect lasts for half a minute.

Interestingly, this prop has a remark.

[Remarks: After all, the witch Luisa died three fiancés in a row, so the conclusion is that the witch is Kefu. 】

Lu Huaixing clicked his tongue and declined to comment.

Long before the teleportation, he pulled Fu Chongming's wrist and pulled out the knife. The former was still in the mood to play with a snatched item, but Fu Chongming suppressed his impatience and performed his duties. Red was so frightened that he couldn't even breathe.

The defense officer stretched out his hand cautiously, wanting to touch it but didn't dare, seeing Lu Huaixing humming with unknown meaning.

However, Fu Chongming was surprised to find that the thin knife wound stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood was wiped off. Except for a blood scab, the surrounding skin was fair and clean, without any breaks.

He even tore off Lu Huaixing's collar in desperation, and touched it twice to confirm.

Unexpectedly, until touched enough not to eat fist.

"It's a nanorobot." Lu Huaixing whispered in his ear, "It can stop bleeding and relieve pain. In contrast, the one on your clothes is actually a heating patch."

Fu Chongming raised his head, his eyes were serious: "What is on your heart?"

【Ding--】

All the players stopped talking.

[The final results of the 10176 division are announced below. 】

Gabriel flew in the air, looking down on everyone maliciously.

[The ranking of the support rate in this game. ] The broadcast system seemed to be delayed for three seconds, and then continued: [No.1, Wen Zhengyuan, got 8.21% of the votes; No.2, Luo Xiaobei, got 7.02% of the votes; No.3, Fu Chongming, got 6.88% of the votes , No.4, Qin Aiai, got 6.01% of the votes...]

[The top three contestants with audience support will be awarded Glory Reward Boxes. 】

The number of votes for this game was very even, and the 21 surviving contestants all received single-digit votes.

Except Lu Huaixing, who was even more exaggerated this time, the system showed him three decimal places: 0.008%.

In this regard, the expressions of the parties were quite satisfied.

Fu Chongming looked at his score, his face was as dark as a paste.

However, Lu Huaixing didn't let him go: "It doesn't hurt to stab me."

"Miss Lu, the beauty is injured, I will cry enough tonight." Fu Chongming rarely gritted his teeth.

The beauty gave him a sideways glance, turned around and left.

The stabbing was done quietly behind closed doors, so when the others returned, they looked puzzled, thinking that the sanitation and epidemic prevention had taken effect. Only Wen Zhengyuan stared at the two people in an unusual atmosphere, thoughtfully.

Luo Xiaobei said angrily: "Why is my brother Lu getting such a low score again!"

Qin Aiai thought for a while and said, "It's a good thing."

"Ah? Why is the score low? There's no way to strengthen it!"

"You have to ask Brother Lu if you want the enhancement given by the light tower." Wen Zhengyuan smiled coldly, scaring the people around him back three meters, ready to avoid the needle at any time. "Silly boy, this is really not your college grade point, the higher the score, the better."

Luo Xiaobei scratched his head in bewilderment, stood where he was, and suddenly opened his eyes wide with an ooh, only to find that there was only Gabriel flapping his wings in front of him, and immediately ran away with a scream.

In the empty corridor, Lu Huaixing walked in front holding a hill of food, followed by the defense official's badge, and the hill in his hand was higher than his.

"Sir, don't run so fast!" On the top of Fu Chongming's mountain, the cake was crumbling, "I just touched it, sir, your skin is so good, what's wrong with touching it?"

Lu Huaixing made another mark for him in the notebook in his heart.

"So sir, what exactly is that?" Fu Chongming chased after him, "Do you want me to check it myself?"

Lu Huaixing stopped in his tracks, his eyes dangerous.

Fu Chongming calmed down and said: "You know, this big pillar has knocked us all mentally retarded, so if you can recognize it once you touch it, it may take a hundred times to touch it now. Why don't you find someone Sit down, let me touch slowly?"

"You can donate your extra hands." Lu Huaixing grinned grimly, "I want to eat braised pig's trotters."

But Fu Chongming's mouth was dishonest, but there was no joke in his eyes.

Lu Huaixing paused for a while, then replied:

"Photon shield generator. The nanorobots running in my body are uniformly programmed by the core generator. It is installed on my heart, in the lower third of the position, with a diameter of two centimeters. I am not sure if it is defensive under the interference of the light tower The function is completely normal, so to be on the safe side, I let you aim directly at its body, which is a new type of alloy, and you won’t be able to pierce it even if it’s broken. And.” He raised his eyebrows, “Your hand is very steady, you deserve a commendation.”

He glanced at Fu Chongming's slightly trembling fingertips, and suddenly laughed: "Your sir, I just passed the asteroid head-on. Do you think that I was really a human being born with a mortal body?"

Lu Huaixing raised one hand and pointed at his heart, and the other finger pointed at Fu Chongming's chest, with a smile on his eyes and brows: "The real technological tree of mankind in 2510, the treetop."

Fu Chongming looked at the smile in his eyes, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

"Okay, let's go." Lu Huaixing said, walked into the door, and grabbed the things from Fu Chongming's hand.

The latter licked his lips, stood still for a moment, and suddenly chased after him: "Sir, I think—"

"You don't think about anything." Lu Huaixing opened the door without looking back, "Don't bother me."

"Sir, am I the one who draws his sword and is ruthless?" Fu Chongming followed.

"roll."

For some reason, Lu Huaixing suddenly became impatient, kicked his calf violently, and closed the door with his toe.

So a certain defense officer leaned against the closed door again and let out a low laugh, touching his calf with one hand.

He obviously didn't use much force, but that kick seemed to be extraordinarily hard, and the touch seemed to linger for a long time.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Chongming wiped his face, letting the boiling temperature in his veins slowly drop, he returned to his upright standing posture, turned around and nodded: "What's the matter."

Wen Zhengyuan stood at the end of the corridor: "Let the officer rest. I do have something to do, let's discuss it?"

A B-level defense officer is by no means a B-level, and ordinary base technicians are not ordinary, either.

So Fu Chongming hummed, and followed Wen Zhengyuan to his room.

"Obviously you know who he is." Wen Zhengyuan said.

"Don't you know?" Fu Chongming took out a cigarette out of nowhere and made a gesture of smoking, but he didn't light it.

"That's what I want to discuss with you. Do you want fire?"

The defense officer shook his head: "No thanks, smoking is a violation of discipline."

Wen Zhengyuan didn't really take out a lighter at all, he said: "The earth is blocked, we have forgotten the knowledge in space, and the level of Luo Xiaobei's astrophysics department is about to fall back to the heliocentric theory, but now I know This kind of thing is called a photon screen; I know that the light tower in the shape of a TV tower is actually a tractor beam, a pure energy body; I also know that there is a biological chip in the nervous system of Chief Lu that allows him to use brain waves to control electromagnetic guns. "

Fu Chongming sneered, does this person know so much?

He raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"Why didn't the light tower clear my cognition again? With the current level of knowledge of all mankind, I think it will take at least a few hundred years to develop again, and the gap is so big, but the light tower Why are you indifferent? I am ready to lose my memory at any time." Wen Zhengyuan's expression was very stiff, but Fu Chongming inexplicably remembered the scene of him laughing while holding a syringe.

The defense officer sat at the table: "What do you think?"

Wen Zhengyuan got up suddenly, and circled the room: "Two possibilities. One, it is arrogant and still thinks that the situation is controllable, and a single individual is not a threat. After all, even if I knew that the biochip was in Chief Lu's mind, I wouldn't." It cannot be copied, and it is impossible to even imagine what it looks like."

He stopped and turned to look at the defense officer.

"The possibility is not high." Fu Chongming smiled, "Because Chief Lu knows what that thing looks like."

"Yes. This is my second guess - it's not that Guangta doesn't want to, it can't do it. The existence of Chief Lu is the evidence." Wen Zhengyuan's expression was slightly distorted, but his voice was flat but fast, with A small trembling, "If it can really do whatever it wants, point-to-point precise obliteration of individuals, how can it not let Chief Lu disappear out of thin air."

Fu Chongming went on to say: "It can only get a score of zero tenths every time, which is disgusting."

"Although I don't know the principle yet, it seems that even I can't erase it." Wen Zhengyuan poked his chest with such strength that it seemed he could poke a hole, he said, "Even I, a mere civilian logistics worker, can't erase it." It can't make me evaporate out of thin air!"

No one spoke in the room for a long time.

"Fire." Fu Chongming hooked his fingers.

Wen Zhengyuan really took out the lighter this time: "Have you not violated discipline?"

"Fuck Ji." Fu Chongming narrowed his eyes in the smoke.

The cigarettes are of the worst quality, they are provided by Guangta Restaurant, good cigarettes need to be exchanged for points, but Fu Chongming himself doesn't care about the quality.

"May I ask you, if there is a mechanical reinforcement device in the heart, will there be any side effects?"

Wen Zhengyuan was startled for a moment, and then realized: "So the 'Holy Sword pierced the heart' was unscathed?"

"En." Fu Chongming nodded flatly.

Wen Zhengyuan's expression was a little weird. Under Fu Chongming's stern gaze, the former's face slowly turned red: "Well, there must be side effects. Chief Lu said that it interfered with his immune system, so he likes to catch a cold and have a fever."

He took out a piece of draft paper full of words: "But I am not stupid. Although those mechanical parts are small, they still need energy, but there is no other energy source in this place, so I can only speculate reasonably: that thing It uses bio-energy, in other words, it is like an organ, and it needs the energy of Chief Lu’s body. There may have been special oral or injectable nutritional supplements to supplement energy, but now they are gone, and they can only rely on regular food.”

Fu Chongming frowned: "In short?"

"...You haven't noticed that he is particularly good at eating. Last offseason, he carried two piles of meat, dozens of catties of meat, but he still looked weak? I thought it was malnutrition caused by a long-term vegetable state, but this It has been more than two weeks without any improvement, but after a game, I lost a little weight."

Fu Chongming was silent for a while, "I thought he took so much... to feed the birds."

In fact, Fu Chongming thought that he took it on purpose to see him crumbling.

Wen Zhengyuan raised his eyes coldly: "Sir, I'm not as boring as you."

After cursing, he added: "For the sake of caution, I will not rule out other possible adverse consequences for the time being, especially the use of those technological products under the interference of light towers. But I am sure that it will not be more serious than easy fever and nutritional deficiencies. The legion is confident, they are not this beam of light."

Fu Chongming: "Then the solution?"

Wen Zhengyuan hesitated: "For the time being, feed more, gain weight?"

silence.

Fu Chongming got up seriously: "Got it, I'll make some meat for him."

The light tower is very poor, the restaurant only has raw and fast food, and you need to spend points if you want to eat hot food.So the defense officer went to the restaurant to look around, took a bunch of raw ribs, went back to his SSR's senior suite and made a pot of braised pork ribs, and walked directly to Lu Huaixing's house with the pot.

"Sir, open the door to send warmth!" Fu Chongming smiled kindly, and knocked on the door with his toe, "You need an excellent dietitian. It just so happens that S-level defense officers are very good at this. I hope you can recruit him to serve as your cook. member!"

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

Fu Chongming's smile faded away, and he frowned.

After knocking for a while, the ribs are cold, even if you bother him, at least open the door and give him a punch, right?

Besides, whether it's the cold one or the violent one, they don't really bother him. Fu Chongming's mouth is muddy, but his eyes are not.

"Sir? Miss Lu? Little Xingxing?" Fu Chongming dismissed the security guard on his lips, and opened his mouth to shout nonsense.

No one answered.

"Lu Huaixing?" Fu Chongming put down the pot and lay on the door.

There was a faint sound of something falling to the ground in the room.

"Lu Huaixing!" Fu Chongming slammed on the door suddenly, the corridor seemed to shake, and the door suddenly opened in the next second.

The defense officer raised his hand in the air, and hurriedly stopped it, almost flashing his arm.

The door was only opened a crack, Fu Chongming narrowed his eyes sharply, and the number plate on Lu Huaixing's heart turned gray for a long time.

"Sir?"

But this time, for some reason, after not seeing him for a long time, he felt that something was different about the gray officer, the young man was still indifferent, but Fu Zhongming looked at him carefully, as if he saw clearer emotions from him Express.

Lu Huaixing pursed his lips, and the tip of his tongue lightly brushed the corners of his lips almost invisible, and asked him, "What do you eat, do you have fried chicken?"