doomsday beta

During the bickering between the two, the soldiers had already assembled and went online. Fang Zhou, Noah and others should have retired, but Jiang Cheng stopped the son who led them away, saying that it would be useful to keep Fang Zhou.

The young master looked puzzled, but he still had full confidence in the professional ability of the guidance consultant, so he left Fang Zhou.

As a result, Jiang Xun, a related household, naturally refused to leave.

There are few people in the town, but NPCs are bustling with each other.

A group of people walked through the busy city in a group, and the shops along the street opened their doors for business without triggering.

Passing through the residential area, you can see the clothes and food drying in the yard over the low wall, which is very lifelike. Walking in, you can see the tall and towering universities, which occupy a large area.

Bypassing the school, you will arrive at the square, close to the mosaic area at the end of the town.

Walking half a circle along the mosaic area, Jiang Cheng found that in the corner of the long and narrow square with winding paths like a park, there was an ancient well covered by a gazebo. Occasionally, NPCs climbed out and entered the school through the small door opened in the wall next to it.

"The edge of the mosaic is the weakest point of the town. Since there are NPCs coming in and out of this well, it should have some kind of space transmission function. It is most appropriate to break through from here."

Soldiers lined up to surround the well, holding high their homemade weapons and attacking the well with all their strength, alternating rows and rows.

The NPC who originally planned to go down the well noticed that the player was abnormal, and screamed to call the city guard, and the officer leading the team was immediately stopped.

Fang Zhou waited idly aside, looking towards the school inside the wall.

Jiang Cheng took his elder brother and sat down at a stone table to do ideological work.

But it doesn't help at all.

The handsome young man's eyes were glued to Fang Zhou standing under the pavilion.

In the game, the sun is shining brightly, and the tall young man with the sun on his shoulders is accompanied by the hanging green vines. After rendering through the filter of his lover, he is as beautiful as a painting.

Jiang Cheng looked at the Noah team members who were following with a headache, and the five of them took three steps back, waving their hands to express that they could not help.

Li Jie shook his head and sighed: "There is no cure for lovesickness, not to mention that the boss is already terminally ill and there is no cure."

Jiang Cheng looked back at Fang Zhou.

The young man looked at the school, completely indifferent to Jiang Xun's peeping. He flicked his hand in mid-air, as if he was comforting something invisible.

Jiang Xun always said that he was his nemesis, but he didn't think about it. In Jiang Cheng's otherwise smooth life, who caused many twists and turns and troubles for no reason?

Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly, unable to do the ideological work of his own brother, so he could only turn around and do the ideological work of the son.

When Jiang Cheng finally got through with the Counter-Terrorism Office and agreed that Jiang Xun would stay open and aboveboard, there was finally a "click" sound from Gujing!

There was a hole in the well.

Under the constant heavy blows, the cracks became bigger and bigger, spreading like a spider web, gradually covering the well body, and it was uncontrollable, "Ka Ka Ka" spread to the surrounding...

The floor tiles under the feet were broken one after another, affecting the surrounding stone pillars, cracking and falling apart from bottom to top, and the remaining stone pillars could not bear the weight of the pavilion cover, and collapsed!

The weight of the drop dragged the surrounding ground and began to sink!

The masonry peeled off from the wall of the well, fell into the well with a rustle, and quickly collapsed, kicking up limestone all over the sky, and the wind blew up, making people cough.

"This is the time!"

The officer was about to order people to fasten the rope and go down, when he saw an NPC city guard holding a knife running from a distance, his armor was outlined by the sun shining silver, shouting: "Who is causing trouble in the city?!"

"Stop him!"

The officer gave orders, but the city guards brought a big sword with an attack bonus, how could a soldier with crude weapons be able to carry it?

Like chopping vegetables and cutting melons, the city guards knifed one by one, and with bursts of white light, they sent the soldiers blocking the road back to Xinshou Village.

Soldiers surrounded them one after another, trying to hold back the footsteps of the city guards, so they naturally ignored the collapsed place.

The originally fragmented ruins began to be repaired rapidly like broken roots. Seeing that the previous efforts were about to come to nothing, Jiang Cheng turned his eyes and saw the ark that retreated outside the ruins and stood quietly like an outsider.

Suddenly raised his hand to indicate, "Push him down, hurry up!"

"You're crazy! What the hell are you talking about?!"

Jiang Xun glared at Jiang Cheng angrily, and immediately rushed to protect him.

But after all, there is some distance.The soldier was stunned for a moment, and quickly carried out the order. Jiang Xun could only watch the unresponsive Ark fall to the collapsed place, and his heart ached!

"FUCKU! What the fuck did you do!"

Jiang Cheng stopped Jiang Xun, but was pushed away by Jiang Xun.

"You can't calm down!"

Jiang Cheng motioned forward.

I saw that when the ark fell, a strange wind swirled in the air and dragged the young man by the middle, preventing the falling trajectory.

Jiang Xun felt relieved, and then realized that at the foot of the ark, the bricks and stones that were about to heal suddenly seemed to press the pause button, maintaining a gathering posture, and suspended in the air without going up or down.And within a few meters around, the speed of BUG repair gradually slowed down, and when the ark was three feet around, the repair process was terminated instantly!

As the wind swept the ark away from the collapsed place, the bricks and stones that were about to be joined together were dismembered again like Moses dividing the sea, making way for the passage.

"really!"

Jiang Cheng said: "Other players fall into the BUG, ​​either dead or injured. But the repair system with strong exclusivity happens to meet Ark, just like the elevator door that is about to be clamped recognizes an object and no longer closes." His tone was excited, slightly It was high-pitched, "I knew that the supercilious system would give way in front of Ark! He is as good as Moses in the sea!"

However, the 19-year-old genius's self-satisfaction was not echoed, and he first welcomed the iron fist of his own brother!

"FUCK! This thing is dangerous and you still ask someone to push him down?!"

But Fang Zhou, who caused the "brother breakup", didn't look at the Jiang family, and didn't even bother to pursue Jiang Cheng.

He touched the flicking corner of his clothes, and tried his best to appease the violent Nian Beast who wanted to bite, preventing the fight between two people from developing into a team fight between two people and one beast.

In the end, it was the young master who came forward and threatened Jiang Xun to leave, which ended the sibling fighting.Then he apologized and said that Fang Zhou was shocked by his recklessness just now, and he persuaded Fang Zhou to help him be a magic needle.

Seeing that the collapsed place began to repair after Ark left, Ark thought of the players who were in urgent need of rescue. Then, bathed in the anxious eyes of others, he sat back on the edge of the pit again, stuck a long leg in, and stopped repairing when the depth of one cubic meter was reached. , leaving a tunnel.

It wasn't until the support team went online that Ark, who was sitting by the pit and sighing in the eyes of everyone, was able to retire.

……

Japan service area.

In the square of Tokyo Online Novice Village, tens of thousands of players gathered, listening to the cadenced speech of a young male player from a diplomatic family in the crowd.

This has been a daily routine these days.

A week ago, on the day of narrow escape, countless players who were waiting for death lay peacefully in the game cabin, trying to die as decently as possible in the seawater flooding into the room, instead of being swollen and ugly like steamed buns.

However, a minute, a moment, a moment, a night, a week passed, and they were still alive.

They don't understand why they didn't die. ——Some people wonder if Japan didn't sink at all, and all the experiences were just a nightmare, so I want to go offline to have a look.

The notification sound told them over and over again: 【Sorry!Your matching pod has malfunctioned and cannot be offlined!Invalid command! 】

The reason shown in the fault detection report is: a short circuit caused by water ingress.

Obviously, Japan is still sinking. Some people couldn't believe it. They searched for news on the external link network, but they reported that there was no signal in the area.Think about it too, the island has sunk, the base station has been destroyed, where is the signal?

Day after day, they are trapped online and start to wonder if they have become a ghost on the Internet?

Lost home country, lost identity, lost skin?

They lived in fear amid all kinds of pessimistic conjectures.Until the hunger awakens their numbness, the desire to eat, followed by the excretion desire brought by the hunger, and even tiredness, sleepiness, cool autumn, cold winter, physical needs gradually make them feel that they are still alive!

Live for real!

Not a mindless phantom.

It was at this time that the young Mr. Oda walked to the center of the square and began his impassioned speech.

He encouraged tens of thousands of survivors in the village to participate in the game to pass the time, or in fact, to forget those things that make people want to go crazy when they calm down and think about it.

The players also grabbed the only straw in the deep valley of despair, climbed up desperately, and started an orderly game life, trying to appear the same as before nothing happened.

At noon that day, under the scorching sun, players in twos and threes gathered in the square of Xinshou Village, filling one piece after another densely.

Mr. Oda still used his impassioned voice to comfort the survivors.

"Today, this terrible game ended its public beta, and the mall is officially launched! I saw some European and American players writing HELPME or SOS on the product review section to send distress signals, and Chinese friends bought 995 products to convey messages. Although I don't understand this What does the combination of Arabic numerals mean? But it must be like the Asian students from Korea, Thailand, Vietnam and other countries, who are asking for help in various ways to their motherland!"

Standing in the crowd, Mr. Oda glanced over the foreign student party gathered on the street at the edge of the square, and turned his gaze back to the tens of thousands of silent players in the arena.

"But we, the compatriots of the Yamato nation, will also realize very clearly that we are already a group of people without a country, dogs who have lost their homes! I say this not to attack you, but to make you more aware Knowing—where is tomorrow for us survivors?"

"Is it begging for mercy from other countries, seeking a place of peace, and finally resolutely abandoning the nationality despite the resistance and rejection of the host country's citizens, and since then the nation has been torn apart and wandered around the world as a rootless citizen?" Mr. Oda's voice paused, "More Or, simply abandon the old land and take root here, the only land in the world that still bears Japanese symbols, emigrate to the second world, and stay here?"

Mr. Oda said: "I sincerely believe that as long as the hearts of our Dahe nation remain, the soul of the nation will exist, and the country will exist. I also sincerely hope that everyone will go back and think carefully this afternoon. In the evening voting, More citizens are willing to unite with me and build a new homeland."

"This is the end of my speech." Mr. Oda bowed and left.

The Japanese players in the arena whispered and talked a lot.

In the shops facing the street at the edge of the square, groups of players from other countries stranded on the Japanese online game gathered table after table, having lunch while looking out the window at the square.

Since yesterday’s game time at noon, when the public beta ended and the store was put on the shelves, these players who couldn’t earn copper coins and were miserable for a few days, and were even chased and scolded by NPCs for stealing food, first recharged game coins wantonly, and opened their bellies to eat Eat a meal.

After some discussions, the foreign players each showed their own unique tricks and tried their best to ask for help.

A very long night followed.

Tossing and turning, suffering every minute and every second until dawn, absent-mindedly eating breakfast, and now the scorching sun is hanging high in the game, and the players have been waiting anxiously.

"When will someone come to save us? When?!"

"Will someone come to save us? I'm going crazy! When can I leave this ghost place? Even for a moment, I won't be able to stay any longer!"

"I want to go home, I want my mother!"

"God! Please show me!"

Tables of foreign players with different skin colors are praying for the early arrival of rescuers, but some people poured cold water on them. A yellow-skinned Chinese player looked at the time and said without hope: "Now it's time for China to go to bed at night, look There is no play today, we can only find a way to endure this afternoon."

A hundred or so Chinese players sitting at six or seven tables in the store either sighed, broke down and cried, or got up one after another to find something to pass the time.

Sporadic Korean players with close time zones also left one after another.

On the other hand, Yingmei and others, who are in the clear sky in reality, are still waiting around the square with a glimmer of hope.

Just when the anxiety and despair enveloped the various shops where foreign players gathered, far away, in the green field full of mountains and flowers outside the village, there was a loud and clear voice, indistinct, from far to near.

"what sound?!"

"Someone is shouting outside the village!"

Whether it was the players in the shop or the players in the square, they were all attracted by the accident that broke the calm, and they all went to the entrance of the village to look out.

"I saw a lot of figures coming from the wild!"

"Like holding a horn?"

"Screaming what?"

"It's a little far away, I can't hear it clearly, it doesn't sound like Japanese!"

Until a few yellow-skinned players rushed out from a nearby store, got through the crowd, and said excitedly while running: "It's Chinese! I heard it! They all speak Chinese! Someone came to save us!"

I saw those soldiers in camouflage uniforms rushing through the mountains and fields, shouting in a familiar language, and the sonorous male voice resounded through the loudspeaker:

[Chinese citizens stranded in Xinshou Village, please gather at the square immediately and prepare to leave! 】

[Chinese citizens stranded in Xinshou Village, please gather at the square immediately and prepare to leave! 】

[Chinese citizens stranded in Xinshou Village, please gather at the square immediately and prepare to leave! 】

Hundreds and hundreds of yellow-skinned players came running in groups from the shops, shouting and shouting!

Shouting and shouting, burst into tears suddenly, weeping with joy, but also with uncontrollable sadness, just like a child who has suffered a lot while away from home and sees the closest family member, all the grievances burst out in an instant, hugging each other and crying bitterly Runny nose.

The silent crowd watched the Chinese soldiers with ropes around their waists gradually approaching, and turned their eyes to the crying Chinese players, feeling extremely complicated.

Some Japanese players envied them for having a home, and some players from other countries envied that they finally waited for rescue. They were both excited and sad. What was exciting was that they saw hope, and what was sad was that it was someone else who was redeemed.

Among the different thoughts, who is the first to applaud?

Like a contagion, players from all over the world joined in one after another, bringing thunderous applause, sending off these lucky yellow-skinned players, who can finally go home!