His women's clothing dumps all beings

Zhen Weiliang opened his eyes.

The scene in front of him shocked him, and he immediately closed his eyes calmly.After a while, he heard a scream, and he slowly opened his eyes with a blank expression.

The one who screamed was a middle-aged man with muscular build, who seemed to be exercising regularly.After screaming, he couldn't hold back and began to exhale the fragrance.Zhen Weiliang looked at him blankly, then turned his head to look around, and his memory gradually became clear.

He is an ordinary student, but for various reasons... he is still a master of women's clothing.

Forget it, I'm used to it, anyway, I have to set him up as a big guy in women's clothing, or the kind of guy who is so good-looking that even real women can't match.

This is a dark room with stone walls on all sides. It looks about [-] square meters in size. It is extremely open, without any doors and windows, like a secret room commonly seen in TV dramas.There were probably dozens of people in the room, and they fell to the ground crookedly.Because of the man's scream, many people have been awakened, but many more people are sleeping soundly.What's interesting is that everyone has a number plate with black characters on a white background, about the size of a palm, attached to their necks.

Zhen Weiliang touched his neck, and sure enough, he also touched a smooth piece of plastic paper.This doesn't seem to be an ordinary number plate. There is something hard on the middle artery, and it doesn't seem to be simply pasted on it, but rather...implanted?

Zhen Weiliang recalled it carefully, only remembering that he went back to the dormitory after school and had already reached the door.What happened after that, he has no memory at all.

Slowly, everyone in the room woke up.The secret room became lively like a vegetable market.Zhen Weiliang calmed down and asked the girl next to him marked "24": "Can you see the number on my neck?"

The girl who was still in shock glanced quickly and said, "Number 6, you are 6."

6?

Very auspicious number.

The girl quickly asked: "Then what am I?"

Zhen Weiliang told her.

Zhen Weiliang looked at the people in the room again.There are men and women, old and young.It seems that even numbers are women, odd numbers are men, and before 50 are all young people before 35 years old, after 50 are all over 35 years old, and some even have gray hair.

So, why do I have an even number?It can be implanted, so it should not be impossible to discover his true gender.

The people behind the scenes want to maintain an equal number of men and women so much, why should they arrange for him to be a fake woman.Is it really not found, or is there another picture?

As the soul grows, so does the imagination of Zhen Weiliang, who has a whimsical idea: There must not be a girl pretending to be a boy in the crowd, let's use it as a balance.

Zhen Weiliang retreated to the corner and went to observe the room again.There seemed to be nothing in the room except people.Zhen Weiliang looked at it carefully, and was shocked to find that there were several cameras hidden on the ceiling of the room, which were enough to take pictures of everyone clearly.

Probably not just the ceiling.

People woke up one after another, and there was constant noise in the room. Several people seemed to be in conflict, and they rolled up their sleeves and were about to fight.Zhen Weiliang was about to search around, but heard a voice processed by a voice changer, which was indistinguishable: "Everyone, can you hear me?"

Zhen Weiliang was startled, subconsciously raised his head, and looked for the loudspeaker.He soon discovered that the loudspeaker appeared to be attached to the camera.Some sharp voices reverberated around the room after being processed by the voice changer, which was very weird.

The uproar grew louder.The muscular man raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling, cursing: "What the hell dares to shut me down, let me out quickly!"

There were not a few others who cursed and cried.Zhen Weiliang pretended to be scared, and shrank obediently in the corner.The boy beside him froze for a moment, and walked over cautiously, blocking her with his body, acting as a protector.

As if admiring the chaos, the voice with a smile sounded again: "Okay, stop making trouble. It is not easy to get out. As long as a hundred players follow my rules, someone will be able to Get out of the way."

The room slowly fell silent.Not far away, the middle-aged woman numbered 90 was tired of cursing, she sat down on the ground and began to wipe her tears: "My grandson is still waiting for me to go back to cook, you are pretending to be a ghost, let me out..."

The room was boiling again.The voice said slowly: "It's better to be quiet, everyone. The number plates on your necks are implanted with toxins. As long as I press a button... you may not be able to leave for the rest of your life."

poison? !

Zhen Weiliang touched his neck subconsciously.That piece is poisonous?

The small hard object in the number plate is indeed at the main artery, where poison was injected... Zhen Weiliang's heart sank a little bit.

But how does the poison work?What is the principle?If it can be remotely controlled, it should have a range of action?Wouldn't the poison be injected if it interfered with the signal?

Messy thoughts flashed through my mind.Zhen Weiliang suddenly found that the secret room that was originally like a vegetable market had become quiet.

Because the voice said: "If you are not quiet, I will randomly pick a person and give you a demonstration."

Zhen Weiliang glanced at the young man in front of him, then at the ceiling, but didn't speak.

It's so bizarre.

Zhen Weiliang has gone through every pocket on her body, and there is nothing left except a pack of tissues.He remembered that there was a key in his coat pocket.A pocket knife is hung on the key ring, which is usually used to open express delivery or cut paper. The blade is very sharp.

It seems that everyone has been searched.

A hundred players...

Zhen Weiliang raised his head, waiting for the next sentence.

"Okay, my friends, you can announce the overall rules of the game. It's very simple. In my case, no moral laws outside of it count. When there is only one person left in a hundred people, it is the end of the game."

People started whispering.Some girls began to have red eye circles.

"That is to say, there can only be one final passer. As for how many games there will be, it depends on you."

"Does elimination mean?!" Someone asked.

"Yes," the man said happily, "Touch the thing on your neck, that's when it will exert its power."

After a pause, seeing that no one asked any questions, the man said: "The next thing is the rules of the first game team. How many games will you play in the team, with ten people in a team. After the game is over, each team will vote separately, and the team with the most votes will be eliminated .During the game, you can do any damage to other team members. But you can’t hurt your teammates, otherwise you will be eliminated. Similarly, after the end of the game and before the start, you can’t attack anyone in any way, otherwise you will be eliminated.”

Zhen Weiliang inexplicably felt a chill on his neck.

That is to say, ten people will be voted out in the first game, but more than ten people may die?

"Understood? Well, there is no need to delay. Please form a team freely. The first game will start in half an hour. Players who have not joined the team will be eliminated."

After a pause, the voice smiled: "By the way, I'll give you an easter egg... I'm among you."

? !

Zhen Weiliang immediately looked around, trying to find the person who was secretly manipulating some kind of instrument.But he immediately thought, what if, this is just a lie?

The rules are made by that person, true or false, right or wrong is not a matter of his words?

"If anyone can find me and eliminate me...he/she can pass the level directly."

"Guess... who am I? Male or female? Old or young?"

Zhen Weiliang glanced around, and read panic and trembling from people's eyes.

A countdown time card suddenly appeared on the wall.Zhen Weiliang took a closer look, and found that it was originally embedded in the wall, and it was only discovered when it was lit up just now.

How much equipment is hidden in this secret room?

Relying on the advantage of his appearance, he was quickly drawn into the team.This team is all young boys and girls, seven men (if you count Zhen Weiliang) and three women, exuding youthful vigor all over their bodies, and their number plates are all before 50.Coincidentally, girl No. 24 whom he had questioned before, and boy No. 35 who tried to protect her were both in this group.

Other groups did not go so well.Muscular man No. 39 pulled up a team, mainly middle-aged men, but also took in a few frail women or the elderly.Some teams had an extra person, and the middle-aged woman in the team directly and brutally squeezed out the weakest person, while the others acquiesced to her behavior.Most of the elderly or infirm women have no chance of being accepted into the team, and no one wants to share with them in a life-or-death situation.Good-looking young women are okay, the teams with vacancies take them in.The few remaining old people and disabled people had no choice but to get together and form a team.It is conceivable that they are destined to be the one at the bottom of the ten teams.

The most bleak thing in the audience is undoubtedly No. 87, who is a patient with Alzheimer's disease (senile dementia). A drop of saliva dripped onto the skirt of the shirt.In the end, the "senior team" couldn't see him and took him into the team.

From Zhen Weiliang's point of view, it seems that one hundred people were deliberately arranged when they were sleeping, and people with similar identities were basically close together.Teams have certain limitations, but several teams have obvious common characteristics.Except for the middle-aged group, the senior group, and the student group that Zhen Weiliang was in, there were also teams that were full of nerds and nerds at first glance.The rest bear no apparent resemblance.

Zhen Weiliang glanced at his teammates, thinking about it.

Although all ten people have introduced themselves, it is obviously troublesome to remember their names.Zhen Weiliang simply proposed to call the serial number directly, and the rest had no objection.However, Zhen Weiliang still noticed that the other nine people obviously remembered their names.

No way, good-looking is eye-catching.

In addition to girl No. 24, the other two girls are No. 18 and No. 42.

No. 24 is a student girl wearing glasses, she looks like a good student.She said that she was a senior in high school and was actively preparing for the exam, and she never expected this kind of encounter.

On the 18th, she put on makeup, but the makeup technique and cosmetics were very inferior. She looked very mature, but she was only 14 years old, and she spoke in a smooth manner. She was obviously the kind of little girl who mixed with "society".

No. 42 also wears makeup, but she looks fresh and fresh, and the texture of the cosmetics is also good. She is studying in a famous university, and she is very successful in speaking and doing things.

No. 7 is a social youth, he looks social in how he dresses and talks, and others seem to be a little afraid of him.He has long been used to this, he stared carelessly at Zhen Weiliang for a while, took out a cigarette and drank it.The lighter was taken away and he couldn't light a cigarette, so he cursed.

No. 11 is a student of a junior college. He looks very honest. The flip-flops and T-shirt look is a bit silly, but also a bit cute.

No. 19 is still a junior high school student, a fat boy who looks like a tiger.

No. 35 is studying in an ordinary first-class college, looks a little cold, and looks quite handsome.Judging from the way he subconsciously helped Zhen Weiliang before, he should be a good person.

On the 37th, I just graduated with a master's degree and worked.Maybe it's the characteristic of young people, he looks a bit pretentious when facing these little brothers and sisters.But after all, he is young (for Zhen Weiliang, the ten thousand year old monster), under Zhen Weiliang's loving filter, he looks a bit milky, not annoying.

They exchanged identities and were surprised to discover that the places where they were kidnapped were thousands of miles apart.

This discovery shocked Zhen Weiliang.He was silent for a moment, observing his teammates calmly.

He also studied the Fa in this life, and the girl number 42 was from a humanities and social science class at a prestigious university. The two of them had something in common, so they stood together.

Zhen Weiliang chatted with her calmly, and saw similar doubts in the other party's eyes.

In this case, the possibilities are many.

No one knows what to expect.How this "game" started is unknown.The fruit on the neck is poison?Are these people around really innocent?Is the culprit really among them?How many people are the culprits?How was the crime of kidnapping/framed 100 people carried out?Who provided these technological means?Who does the place belong to?How to arrange it to the present level?

are all unknowns.

But first, to live.

1 minute left on the countdown.Zhen Weiliang glanced at his teammates.

Zhen Weiliang's body this time is still very beautiful, and she is not aggressive and can easily arouse the favor of others.Therefore, he is not worried that he will be elected.And the team most likely to be voted out...

It should be No. 18, a junior high school girl with a bad breath.

Of course, the premise is that they are not directly "eliminated" by other teams.

Among the ten teams, apart from their "student team", the "mature team" of muscular man No. 39 is an "elderly team" consisting of the old, the weak, and the disabled. House team", other teams are mixed.A bald man with a beer belly wearing a vest and sandals, a lean but powerful peasant youth, an obese middle-aged woman who speaks loudly but is capable, all men, women and children gathered together.

There are a total of one hundred people, and it seems that all types are involved.

There are all types.

Zhen Weiliang bit her lip.

It seems that everyone has introduced themselves.However, the rules do not say that you cannot tell a lie.

Among these people, maybe... there are also criminals.

The author has something to say: This world has more than 25 words and [-] chapters. It is the longest fast travel story I have ever written.Personally, I am not particularly satisfied with the degree of completion, barely passing.It has a lot to do with the main storyline.