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

In the game world, the players are in complete chaos.

The closed room lost its gaps, the door and the wall became a smooth whole, and the protective clothing grew on the person.

People keep disappearing.

Someone completely lost his composure, and frantically rushed towards the doors and windows that hadn't fully merged, and his figure was instantly swallowed by the edge of the growing space.

The message area is constantly refreshed second after second.

[The rest of us are gone too!I'm the only one left! ]

[Does each space only capture one person?I'm the only one left here. ]

[Where is the person who disappeared?Did you get out successfully? ? ]

[Are there any unfused doors!Hurry up, one can get out is one! ]

[Those who go out save us! ]

[This is a closed school here, and the door has not disappeared!I'll give it a try...]

[Don't try! !People did not disappear!Did not go out either! ! ! ]

[Didn't disappear? ]

……

The message stagnated for two seconds before the unregistered ID sent a second message.

[They're not gone, they're on my wall. ]

……

The message immediately exploded: [What does the wall mean? ! ]

[It's just on the walls...they become just line drawings. ]

[Good people turned into paintings? ? ? ]

[Not completely changed, what should I do? ! ]

[Can you finish quickly?what's going on!Make it clear! ]

[He turned into a painting...but he can still move, he wants to come out, let me help him! ]

[He can go to the floor and ceiling!Can someone help me? !I'm in a hospital ward!I don't know which hospital this is, I was too scared when I fled in... Help! ]

[Help! ! ]

[My room is so small I think he's about to grab me! ! ! ]

……

The last message of this unregistered account stops here.

People keep asking about his safety, and the message has been scrolled through several pages, and there is no reply from that account.

Just when someone couldn't bear it anymore and was about to forcibly invade the background to retrieve data location, that account sent a new message.

[succeeded]

Immediately someone replied below: [What succeeded? ! ]

[Are you still safe there?If it is not safe, create another closed space immediately! ]

[What are these paintings?There are portraits of people on my wall too! ]

[I have them here too, they seem to grow inside the wall...]

[Are they integrated into this space? ]

[Yes]

[? ? ?Does anyone remember the code?Is that the one above who asked for help? ! ]

[It's the unregistered account that I called for help before, but I don't know if it's that person. ]

[What's the meaning……? ]

[Literally, haven't you guys figured it out yet? ]

[A closed space can only bear the existence of one person, and the rest will become "blank", swallowed into line drawings, and can only move on the surface of this space... There is only one way to get out. ]

The message area was eerily quiet.

After a long time, the unregistered account calling for help sent several messages one after another.

[right]

[if you want to come up with it]

[just go in with someone else]

……

Finally someone couldn't take it anymore and screamed hysterically.

Chaos continued throughout the night.

A closed space can easily cause people to collapse and lose control. Players are isolated from each other and cannot communicate with each other. Instead, they must always be on guard against being caught by the "paintings" on the wall and worrying about being forced to exchange identities, which undoubtedly exacerbates this situation. The collapse spread.

This time, the clear rules were summed up a few hours later than usual.

The preliminary interpretation of the third rule replaced the original "Survival Guide" and appeared at the top of the comment area.

……

According to speculation, each enclosed space can only carry at most one materialized life form.

During the growth period of the space, the extra players will be swallowed by the space and become "blank".These players didn't disappear completely, they just became living line drawings on the wall.

For these players who have become line drawings, if they want to get out of the wall and restore their original state, they have to catch a materialized player to replace themselves.

The current space has initially stabilized, and it will no longer swallow players suddenly, but it has also closed all possible exits.

Players who survived by luck will gradually fade, turning into inorganic gray little by little.

This is a transformation at the dimensional level. Even A-level abilities and domains cannot have any effect.

……

Zhan Chen closed the computer and walked to the wall of the enclosed space where they were.

It is not that there is no precedent for deliberately hiding the line draft and suddenly dragging the materialized player into the wall.The system was a little nervous, and a dim little red light flashed: "Mr. Zhan...be careful, don't be dragged away by them for exchange."

Zhan Chen nodded: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent hand made of only lines protruded from the lines formed by the corner of the wall, and suddenly attacked Zhan Chen.

The system was so frightened that the speakers cracked: "Mr. Zhan!!!"

Zhan Chen was tightly grabbed by the hand protruding from the wall.

The little color left on Zhan Chen's body quickly flowed to that hand, and a phantom came out from the wall, making a triumphant sneer: "You're quite courageous, you—"

The voices of the people in the wall stopped abruptly.

Those colors were about to pour into his body, but they seemed to be blocked by some unknown force, and all of them flowed back into Zhan Chen's body.

The system froze: "Mr. Zhan?"

Zhan Chen adjusted his sleeves.

System: "...Why is this happening?"

"Because I said 'yes'." Zhan Chen looked at the wall, "Come out, I have something to ask you."

His voice was very calm, but without the softness of Yu Tang when he was there, the seemingly gentle ending of his words had faintly revealed an irresistible strength.

Such a situation was really weird, the system hid behind Zhan Chen, cautiously looking at the blank wall.

There are lines flowing slowly, intertwining frightened faces on the wall.

"He" just wanted to pick someone to replace him, but he didn't expect to meet Zhan Chen, he was almost frightened, he opened his mouth and kept talking, but no sound came out.

The system asked in a low voice: "Mr. Zhan... what did he say?"

Zhan Chen looked at the other party's mouth shape: "He said that he was also dragged into the wall by someone, and he chose me after walking through many closed spaces."

Zhan Chen: "He thought it would be easy, but he didn't expect it to be so unlucky."

The person in the wall didn't expect Zhan Chen to be able to read lips, trembling in fear, closed his mouth firmly, and flinched to escape.

"To be honest, I won't touch you." Zhan Chen asked, "How many confined spaces have you been to?"

The linear hand of the man in the wall was still firmly clamped by Zhan Chen, he didn't dare to bet on the consequences of being forcibly pulled out of the wall, he hesitated for a while, and answered a few words.

Zhan Chen "listened" to what he said, and then nodded: "Have you seen the information about the electronic storm?"

The man in the wall racked his brains for a long time, then shook his head.

Zhan Chen let go of his hand.

The line that was clamped by him quickly retracted into the wall and disappeared without a trace.

The system was a little anxious: "Mr. Zhan, just let him go? In case he goes to catch someone else—"

"It's all the same." Zhan Chen said, "The dimensionality reduction becomes a 'painting' on the wall, and it stays in a closed space and fades. It's just two different stages."

This is an evolving man-made storm eye.

If you don't want to find a way to unlock this space, no matter how many times you exchange, all players will fade away in the end and lose their entities completely.

The system froze for a moment, then remembered Shi Ji's words: "Then... can't we all escape?"

The system was a little scared, and couldn't help thinking about Yu Tang: "It would be great if the host was here, but in our current situation, the host can't come in..."

Zhan Chen didn't speak, walked to the window and sat down against the wall.

He opened his carry-on suitcase, took out his gun, took it apart and wiped it part by part.

The system couldn't help being anxious: "Mr. Zhan, why are you cleaning the gun at this time?"

Zhan Chen shook his head, his movements were still calm and neat, as usual, he was methodically maintaining the gun parts in front of him.

His body is still slowly fading color, but the fundus of his eyes is unusually black, hard and sharp, as if he has not been affected by the disappearing time dimension at all.

Zhan Chen spread out the parts, picked them one by one, and picked out a short section of bright silver spring.

middle space.

Yu Tang stopped at the edge of the jungle.

The sun was shining brightly, like a mass of scalding fire, shining straight down without hindrance, illuminating pieces of iron-red rust one after another.

The person in front of him frowned, and his eyes fell on him.

Yu Tang let go of his hand, and the embers of gunpowder and the empty warhead fell together, clanging and hitting the ground, and were swallowed by the rapidly growing rust in a blink of an eye.

……

Zhong San put down the shotgun in his hand.

Originally, he just entered the game as a VIP, bid for the A-level ability card that appeared, and observed the use value of No. 13 by the way, but not long after entering, the game world mutated.

Zhong San was trapped in the game.

Probably the privilege of VIPs, he was not affected by the so-called "assimilation" and "rust" rules, and he was not in a hurry to enter the closed room.

Zhong San couldn't get in touch with the game official, so he followed the signal of the electronic handcuffs No. 13 all the way to find him, but he saw a young man with an unfamiliar face.

"You are not number 13."

Zhong San asked, "Who are you?"

Yu Tang raised his right hand.

He didn't say a word, a cloud of pale cyan particles hovered in his palm, and an electronic handcuff was wrapped in the middle.

Zhong San's pupils narrowed slightly.

...Obviously, the opponent is a more powerful particle-level ability user.

He didn't see the relevant records in the player profile, and he didn't expect that an almost foolproof ability like No. 13 would be captured so easily in the game.

This person's ability is obviously much stronger, but for some reason, not only did he fail to absorb the No. 13 particle, but preserved the No. 13 particle intact, and let him track it all the way here.

It's like... on purpose.

Zhong San's heart sank uncontrollably: "Who are you from number 13?"

"I am his senior." Yu Tang said, "He was pulled to do human experimentation, transformed into a supernatural being, bought away, and forced into this battle royale game——he has hurt people so much. If he dies, I will avenge him."

Yu Tang asked, "What about you?"

Zhong San looked at him, his eyes sank.

There was more than one person who said these words to him, and he couldn't fail to hear what the other party meant.

The sun burned the barrel of the gun, Zhong San stepped on the rusty ground and took two steps forward.

"Are you one of them too?" Zhong San said, "Ministry of Security, Special Investigation Division? Or Secret Service?"

Yu Tang put away the cloud of particles and still looked at him quietly.

Zhong San: "There's no need to waste your time, I know what I'm doing."

"Are you trying to tell me that I've gone too far for revenge, or that I've done the same things as those I hate the most?"

"If I don't do these things, is there any way for you to avenge me?"

Zhong San's tone was not the slightest waver: "I'm just doing the right thing, and it's inevitable that I'll have to pay some price."

"Even if I don't buy No. 13, someone else will - that's their fate."

"He sold him to me himself. He is short of money, a lot of money, and I just happen to be able to give it to him."

"According to Central Star, we are in an employment relationship and I am his boss. This does not violate any law of the league."

There was some sarcasm in Zhong San's eyes: "If I have to say it, I have more conscience than some bosses of your central star, at least I will pay him..."

Yu Tang said: "What about the people who care about him and wait for him to go back?"

"I avenge myself and do what I think is right." Zhong San said, "What do other people have to do with me?"

Yu Tang: "Did you sell Zhanchen to the terminal in the same way?"

Zhong San frowned: "What did you say?"

"I didn't ask you." Yu Tang looked behind him, "I asked him."

Zhong San's heart was suspended, and he turned around quickly, but he couldn't see half a figure behind him.

He was inexplicably weird, completely impatient, and his tone became cold: "What's the point of pretending to be a ghost? What on earth do you—"

Only halfway through his words, the gun in his hand was suddenly dissected into countless particles, and re-condensed into a cold pointed cone, hanging in front of his throat.

"Don't interrupt while I'm talking."

Yu Tang looked behind him: "You cooperated with the Secret Service and sold Zhanchen to the terminal. What did you exchange for it? A chance for Feng Qing to be reborn?"

Hearing this name, Zhong San's pupils instantly froze.

He seemed to realize something suddenly, and wanted to turn around, but his body was too stiff to move.

"Only the low-dimensional world line can be reset by the terminal."

Yu Tang said: "You can make transactions with the terminal, which means that you have left that dimension... You can only strip out the part of your particles in the lower dimension and send them into the book of rebirth, in order to save this situation. tragedy."

"But you didn't expect that the terminal lied to you." Yu Tang said, "After the time is reset, everyone's memory will be erased."

Yu Tang: "Reverse the time, restart your life, and correct your mistakes and regrets. This kind of thing will never be allowed to happen."

Yu Tang walked towards Zhong San behind slowly.

Those dark red and blood-colored rust stains peeled off and spun, mixed with the howling wind, and gradually became fierce and sharp, turning into a silent storm.

"When I attached the particles to the fake No. 39, I couldn't see your face clearly because of the poor dimension... But it's too simple to get the answer."

Yu Tang said: "If this world is Feng Qing's domain, then whoever is the person in charge of the game can best control him."

"Whoever is the person in charge of the game will forcibly open this world again and again, and let the supernatural beings be the nourishment of this world."

"Whoever is the person in charge of the game will set up seventeen times when Feng Qing's body comes in so that Feng Qing has to analyze the reorganized levels and try to absorb Feng Qing's last particles."

"You want him to be with you so much? Even if he is swallowed by his own domain, and the core area is the confined space he fears most, let him be by your side?"

"After so many mistakes, you still can't figure it out, can you?"

Yu Tang said: "Guess, why every time you are reborn, you will use any means to kill you?"

Zhong San's blood almost condensed.

The weird force that restricted his activities disappeared, but his body was still extremely cold, and it took almost all his strength to turn around with difficulty.

The storm roared fiercely, as if it was going to swallow the whole world clean.

The person in charge behind the scenes who was forcibly pulled into the game was completely forced out of the world.He had to restore his original figure, standing on the edge of the junction of light and darkness in the jungle.

……

Zhong San lost all consciousness of his body.

He saw a face exactly like his own.

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A summary for the cute little ones who can't move their brains:

Each time, there will be clock dispersion on two timelines at the same time because only the lower dimension can be reset.

One is Zhong San, who unscrupulously forces No. 13 to enter the game to avenge the mastermind behind the game.

One is the evil dragon who has completed his revenge, watched No. 13 dissipate, and finally realized that he killed Feng Qing, and was lured to become the mastermind behind the game.