After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

The game lobby is an empty white space.

Yu Tang came a little late. After checking his identity and entering the door, there were already many "players" standing in this seemingly empty field.

There seemed to be a virtual screen in midair, with a huge bright red countdown on it.

In another 3 minutes, the game will officially start.

Yu Tang was brought to his place, and as soon as he stood still, hysterical shouts exploded at the door.

The one who desperately resisted was a young student. He was held down by several people and was still struggling: "Let go of me! I don't want to enter the game. If you let me go, my abilities will be useless at all..."

His voice resounded in the empty and quiet game hall, but it didn't travel very far before being swallowed up by the air strangely.

The "players" stood in their respective positions, and no one spoke.

These players uniformly wear identity cards. Their genders, ages, and occupations are all different. The only thing they have in common is the almost numb calm expression on their faces.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the system has already found out the complete introduction of the game.

The game is called "Cocoon".

The game will start regularly, and the content, background and theme of each issue are different. There is only one judgment rule: try to survive, and use all means to survive to the end.

……

The game lobby has returned to silence.

The young player who was desperately trying to escape failed and was intercepted and forced to prepare for importing into the game.

The system scanned it once, and whispered to Yu Tang: "His ability is 'instantaneous memory'."

Each of these players who are about to enter the game has special abilities different from ordinary people.

These people were either forced to be sent to the research institute to undergo transformation like Feng Qing, or they voluntarily signed up for transformation under the lure of huge rewards, wanting to take risks in the game.

The mutation of the ability is random, some people will get a powerful offensive ability, and some will, like the young player, mutate into a tasteless ability that is almost useless.

But as a price, once you accept the transformation, no matter what kind of power you mutate, you will never be able to quit the game.

Either successfully survive every game, every level, exhaust all means, and become the last person alive.

Or die in the game.

The young player had already foreseen his end, collapsed on the ground, his face was pale, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

No one paid attention to him, and occasionally someone glanced at him, as if looking at a prey waiting to be slaughtered.

"The cut-off point for each round of the game is that the number of survivors is less than ten."

The system whispered down: "Otherwise the game will continue until there are only ten players left."

Every round of the game is full of desperate crises, the environment is extremely harsh, the survivable safe zone will continue to shrink, and there will be a large number of NPCs that may hunt and kill players.

In other words, if you want to end the game as quickly as possible, the players must kill each other to reduce the number of players to less than ten.

It's not that no one has tried to escape. Some people's mutated abilities are of the hidden type, and they have tried to use their abilities to abscond, escape the guards, and hide in a strange place far away.

But until now, no one has succeeded.

Those supernatural beings who tried to escape, no matter where they went, would be forcibly captured and put back into the game.

... Over time, no one struggled anymore.

Everyone has acquiesced to this extremely cruel rule. Whether it is a player who survived the previous period or a newly transformed superhuman, they will be sent back to this game hall to wait for the new game to start.

On the virtual screen in mid-air, the countdown came to an end one second after another.

Dazzling glare enveloped the entire game hall.

……

The biting cold enveloped everyone in an instant.

The players were all wearing uniformly distributed black T-shirts, trousers, and thin coats, and they were suddenly soaked in cold air, losing heat from their bodies quickly.

The strong airflow made the skin on the face hurt, and the wind rumbled in the ear.

One after another, some people recovered their eyesight from the stimulation of the strong light, and soon some people realized their current situation, and their eyes widened in astonishment.

...they are falling!

Thick cumulonimbus clouds enveloped everyone, passed through the frozen ice crystals on the top, and the clouds below became darker and thicker, and the field of vision was once again closed to the point of view.

Huge and thick thunderclouds collided with each other, flashing dazzling lightning.

The young player screamed in horror: "Help—"

Before the voice fell, his chest had already been pierced by lightning.

The young player didn't even have time to react. In the dazzling white light, his body was instantly carbonized under the current of hundreds of millions of joules.

The ball of coke continued to fall and turned into a translucent card.

[instantaneous memory].

……

Everyone was gripped by fear and panic.

The clouds flow slowly, and there are constant crackling lights. Against the dark and gloomy background, the virtual screen is still suspended in the air stably and silently.

On the screen, real-time messages are scrolling.

[This time the card is issued faster than before. ]

[The airdrop without an umbrella at the start is exciting enough. ]

[Finally waiting for the memory card!I don't know if this is an auction or a krypton gold draw? ]

[Still dreaming?Go to the game market to see that the card pool is locked. ]

[locked? ? ? ]

[It is said that the game is temporarily closed for maintenance, and I don’t know when it will be opened again. ]

[how so?Can the game currency I just recharged be refunded? ]

[Let's wait for the auction, the auction house is still there after the card pool is closed. ]

[The threshold of the auction house is too high...]

Yu Tang looked at the fleeting message and frowned slightly.

The system floated in the sea of ​​consciousness, and fell rapidly together, looking at the approaching black land below in horror: "The host—"

They were falling through cumulonimbus clouds, and there was a torrential rain below, in which weather conditions, whether parachutes, hang gliders, or private helicopters, were of no use.

The system rummaged through the mall in a hurry, trying to find a product that could cope with this situation.

Yu Tang: "For a motorcycle."

system:"?"

"The one with the lamp." Yu Tang seized the time to make a request, "Hurry up, we don't have much time left."

The system hadn't figured out why it exchanged the motorcycle, and quickly executed the host's instructions with the screen full of small snowflakes.

The ground approached rapidly in the fierce wind carrying heavy raindrops.

The system didn't dare to look any more, and was about to cover the camera when it suddenly froze.

...Feng Qing's body did not fall to the ground with the motorcycle as it had imagined, and fell into a pile of particles that couldn't be spelled.

On the edge of the dark and steep cliff, the gravel was continuously rolled down and fell, and the tires of the motorcycle and the nearly vertical jagged cliff almost wiped out sparks.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the skill card that Luo Ran left for them was suspended, glowing slightly red.

……

In the science department, they completed the task of sending Wen Er to the ending.

Before leaving the book, Luo Ran stripped out the "Never Overturn" skill card and left it to Yu Tang.

Luo Ran is naturally good at this, but he just stripped out a skill, and he can learn it very quickly again.

Luo's father helped support the back seat of the car. Luo Ran pedaled a bicycle for two days, rode a motorcycle for three days, and drove a big red off-road vehicle to the grassland, and then he regained all the skills he had stripped out.

Walking through the storm was originally what Luo Ran was best at.

The huge all-terrain motorcycle roared down the cliff, ran over the sharp and interlaced stone teeth, and the rear wheel drew a half-circle arc and braked firmly on the ground.

On the virtual screen, the messages are constantly being updated.

[Hell-level start, B5 and D7 areas are all destroyed, but unfortunately no useful cards came out. ]

[The A-level card has been issued, and the auction in the G9 area has opened. ]

[Why is the A-level ability so useless, it was explained at the beginning of the game? ]

[Mind reading, bad luck, can't be used in this environment. ]

[Mind reading? !Can you try it at the auction house?In case you miss something...]

[Wake up, A-level cards are basically stored in the hands of those big companies, and we can't get them. ]

[Zhong San went to the auction site in the G9 area, VIPs have the right to intercept, so don't dream. ]

[Their company also sent players in this time, right?Anyone noticed what number it is?Players who bet on their company have a good chance of winning. ]

[Number 13, without a card, should still be alive. ]

[What is the ability? ]

[The rain is too heavy to see clearly, it seems to be calling for motorcycles anytime and anywhere...]

Yu Tang jumped off the motorcycle.

While watching the live broadcast, spectators will choose promising supernatural beings to place bets on whether these supernatural beings can survive and their ranking at the end of the game.

Zhong San is Feng Qing's boss, and he has a VIP seat, so he can directly enter the game under the guarantee of absolute safety, and enjoy the fighting of these supernatural beings up close.

In the plot they received, Feng Qing was seriously injured several times and was on the verge of death, and had to completely dissociate and reorganize his own particles. Zhong San was actually nearby.

The system couldn't figure it out at all: "Host, host, Zhong San is not interested in violence and killing, and he doesn't pursue excitement. Why did he come to see these in person?"

Yu Tang identified the direction and walked into the depths of the jungle.

He was still not good at kneading plasticine, but playing with particles was originally Electron Storm's strong point.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and before the cold rainwater had time to touch Feng Qing's body, it was quietly decomposed into particles, and thinly gathered into a transparent raincoat.

"He needs to evaluate No. 13's abilities at close range."

Yu Tang said: "To determine the value of No. 13, manipulate the market odds, and determine whether it should be recycled into the card pool."

The system was speechless, and a small red light flashed.

...Although the reasoning makes sense, it still seems too indifferent to say it so bluntly.

In Zhong San's view, No. 13 is a tool, a commodity, and a card.

The dissociation and reorganization of its own particles is nothing to Yu Tang, but to Feng Qing, it is actually no different from dying once.

Feng Qing wanted to kill herself first, and then bring herself back to life.

He lay on the ground, waiting for his body to completely disappear and dissociate, looking at the figure not far away.

The system asked in a low voice: "Why can't Zhong San go over and help him? Even give him a shot of morphine..."

Yu Tang pushed aside the branches blocking the way: "Because in theory, Feng Qing has the ability to absorb particles belonging to others."

The system was stunned.

It didn't think about this problem - the reason why Feng Qing died was because after seventeen resets, the particles had dissipated enough to continue to maintain the existence of this body.

But since Feng Qing can analyze and recombine particles, he should have the ability to snatch other people's particles and use them for himself.

"Why didn't Feng Qing do this?" the system said, "Did he not know? Zhong San deliberately kept it from him? Afraid that he would harm him—"

Yu Tang shook his head: "Feng Qing has always known."

Just like people are born with the ability to eat and breathe, when the ability is produced, the person with the ability will naturally know how to use it without deliberately learning it.

Feng Qing knew it all along, but he never did it.

The system asked: "When did Feng Qing know about it?"

Yu Tang didn't answer immediately.

He finally successfully found a cave, went deep, and dissipated the moisture attached to the clothes into particles.

There were some dead dwarf trees in the cave, Yu Tang broke some branches, made a pile, and lit a bonfire.

Yu Tang sat down by the bonfire and asked an irrelevant question: "Did you explain the different types of internships when you went to the bookstore to train the system?"

The system was stunned: "No...we are assigned to regular employees."

The employees during the internship period will be uniformly assigned by the personnel department of Chuanshuju. Only after passing the internship and becoming regular employees will they be equipped with the system.

Yu Tang: "It's similar to the models of some human companies. There are two types."

One is the employee internship before becoming a full-time employee. It is basically confirmed that they will become a full-time employee. The internship period is used to familiarize themselves with the work content and master work skills.

One is to enter Chuanshuju's assessment practice, as long as you don't do well, you have to pack up and leave.

"The protagonist department has several groups, including the Long Aotian group and the face-slapping and scumbag group."

Yu Tang said: "There is also the rebirth group.

Yu Tang took out the milk from the sea of ​​consciousness, put it in a parallelogram bowl, and heated it by the campfire.

……

Feng Qing really lived once.

He was really adopted, sent to undergo a transformation, was brought home by Zhong San, and died at the age of 17 due to complications of the transformation.

...Then, Feng Qing got a chance to be reborn.

The price is to lend your body to the employees who are being assessed, cooperate with the bookstore, and complete the assessment practice.

"I said before that the reason why Feng Qing didn't become the protagonist was because I failed the assessment."

Yu Tang: "My mission in that assessment was to absorb the Zhongsan particles before I died, so as to continue to live."

The system was stunned: "How could—"

"When Feng Qing was 17 years old, he had actually awakened his abilities. It's just that his abilities were too strong and not stable enough, and his body was not strong enough, so he collapsed."

Yu Tang said: "It's actually very simple to survive, just absorb other people's particles with similar frequencies."

The terminal reset the story, gave Feng Qing a chance to be reborn, and set a trap for Feng Qing.

If Yu Tang completes that mission, Feng Qing will still be the protagonist.

He can become the most powerful supernatural being, can easily pass this death game, and can live forever.

But the terminal missed a bit.

The communication between particles can transcend dimensions.

In that book, Yu Tang not only felt Feng Qing's existence, but also heard Feng Qing's voice.

...very rambling.

"I know that's too much to ask...I know it's your story now."

"I should have saved a lot of money. You can look it up and write it down in a notebook." Feng Qing was quite embarrassed, "I'll give it all to you, okay?"

Feng Qing whispered in his ear: "Can you stop absorbing this person's particles?"

"Let him live."

"Let him live."

After the time was reset, Feng Qing's memory was also erased.

Although he is still in his own body, he can only wake up rarely to see what others are doing with his body.

The contract signed between the terminal and Feng Qing is that as long as Yu Tang successfully completes the assessment, he will return this body to Feng Qing intact, making Feng Qing the protagonist of this story.

The terminal told Feng Qing that as long as he becomes the protagonist, he can have as much money as he wants.

Feng Qing loves money so much.

Feng Qing gave up this opportunity by herself.

He doesn't remember anything about the past, and he no longer recognizes Zhong San.

Feng Qing was quite happy. Facing Zhong San's one-inch photo, he chatted with Yu Tang: "Do you think this photo is handsome? I've taken a fancy to him, I like him."

……

"I failed that assessment." Yu Tang said, "I also failed to change Feng Qing's fate."

Until the end, Feng Qing refused to absorb the Zhongsan particles.

He died again at the age of 17. Three years later, he became a supporting role in the story, a commodity and tool in Zhong San's hands.

Feng Qing regrouped seventeen times, and her abilities became stronger and stronger.As long as he wants to, he can absorb any nearby life particles at any time, take the lives of others, and use them as nourishment for his own survival.

Zhong San didn't know that the position he was standing in was no longer within the safe zone.

……

The system lightly flashed the small red light twice.

The virtual screen was blocked by overlapping clouds, and it was temporarily unclear. There was no one around, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a dark and cold rain curtain.