dome mirror

Chapter 36 The Light of the Secret Service

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At 8:50 a.m., everyone is staring gravely at their locators, awaiting today's announcement.

Ten minutes later, the organizing committee will announce the twelve temporary targets for today, and their coordinates will be broadcast in real time for three hours, fully exposed to everyone.

At nine o'clock, a series of numbers appeared on the main screen of the locator, respectively: 109, 207, 304... 708...

"Fuck, why is it me? Why me?!" No. 8 Liang Di in the team jumped up, panicked and angry.

Choose one out of ten, 10% probability, really unlucky.

"Calm down!" Qin Ming sternly interrupted Liang Di's complaint, "There is nothing to worry about. Today is the first day, and our condition is at the best stage. From now on, we just need to follow the plan."

There are ten people in a team, one of them has public coordinates, and the other nine are hidden.

Apart from his teammates, there are eleven open targets and 99 hidden enemies.

This is a complex game in which speculating on the enemy's actions is as important as concealing one's own intentions, but sometimes it may be better to be tough than to be tough.

Qin Ming chose to be conservative.

The specific method is: find a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, let the temporary target stay inside, and the other nine people hide nearby to deal with the enemies who come to attack and kill.

The temporary target did not move, and the enemy could easily deduce that it was a trap. What would they do against this obvious trap?

Dushan Island, the resident of the Organizing Committee of the Jujue Competition.

In the monitoring hall that controls the entire game, the screens on the wall are showing more than a dozen images at the same time, and the supervisors from the regional federation are comparing the images while making nervous records.

On the observation platform on the second floor of the hall, several district representatives were chatting and laughing happily.

"This surprise attack in the third district is really wonderful." Peter Luo, the representative of the second district, took the lead in throwing the topic.

The third district representative Bowles shook his head with a smile: "It's just a fluke."

Just now, the team from the third district successfully attacked the temporary target in the seventh district, killed another member of the seventh district, and finally successfully exited the encirclement of the seventh district.

The points in the third district have reached [-], temporarily ranking first in the standings.

"The battle just now was really exciting, but it's a pity that Nie Zheng didn't see it." Crevi, the representative of the ninth district, said with a smile.

"By the way, why hasn't Nie Zheng come yet?" Peter asked.

Creevey: "It's probably because he also knows that the contestants in the seventh district this year are not good enough, so he didn't see it."

Bowers: "I heard that there was a problem with the recruitment of the contestants in the seventh district. In the end, they arrested someone from their Secret Service to supplement it. I don't know if it's true or not..."

While everyone was talking, there was a noise behind them, and when they turned around, they saw McCree arriving with Huot, the special envoy of the regional federation.

"Oh, envoy Huo Te is here."

Pietro immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, and the representatives of other districts also finished their small talk and gave signs of warm welcome.

In the mirror world, the Regional Federation is an absolute force above the governments of the major regions.

Holt was in his early thirties and of medium height. Standing next to McCree, he looked a little smaller, but his bearing was not inferior to the Minister of Security of the First District.

After greeting the crowd, he turned his attention to the race standings.

After such a short period of time, the ranking on the standings has changed. The first district surpassed the third district to reach the top of the list, and the other major districts have also gained something.

"Today is the first day, the competition is already so fierce." Holt sighed.

"It's mainly due to the improvement of the competition system." Pietro said with a smile: "According to the guidance of the regional federation, if those loopholes that are passively avoiding battles are closed, the confrontation will naturally increase."

Huot said some words of encouragement like "With all of you working together, it will definitely get better and better". After the encouragement, he looked around casually, "Why didn't you see Director Nie?"

McCree also said, "Isn't Director Nie here today?"

Everyone shook their heads, saying they hadn't seen it, and they didn't know why. While discussing, they heard footsteps behind them.

Nie Zheng walked over with clanging steps, "Sorry, I'm late."

Huot obviously looked at Nie Zheng differently, and took the initiative to greet him.

During the conversation, Creevey suddenly said, "Director Nie, I heard that your Seventh District Secret Service Division also sent people to participate this time?"

"It turns out that Director Creevy has noticed these little things." Nie Zheng asked: "Is this not against the rules?"

In fact, since the entry list was submitted, the other districts knew that there was a member of the Seventh District team who was a member of the Secret Service.

For the mysterious operation in the seventh district, each district has different guesses.

Huot was the only one who didn't pay attention to this matter. Now he became interested and asked, "Does Director Nie want his operators to regain the glory of the past?"

Nie Zheng shook his head, "No, it's just that young people like challenges and don't want to miss this opportunity to compete with elites from various districts."

Creevey snorted through his nostrils, "Could it be that kid violated some taboo of your Secret Service?"

What this means is that Mr. Nie Zheng avenged his personal revenge and sent unpleasant men to die, which is quite reasonable in terms of the death rate.

Nie Zheng was not angry, "Director Creevy's words are wrong. All the elites of Quandome Mirror are yearning for such a grand event. Someone Nie is also limited by the rules of the competition, otherwise he must participate in more times."

No matter how tragic the result is, it is still a very high-sounding game.

Creevey didn't dare to say that their Ninth District just picked those disobedient thorns to shun and die, so they could only keep their mouths shut.

"What Director Nie said is very true." Huo Te nodded: "It is dangerous to be in a hurry, but it is also a rare opportunity. By the way, I have also read the competition materials of Director Nie back then. He is indeed brave and brave. He is worthy of the No. .1 ah."

"Special envoy Miao Zan, this No. 1, Nie does not dare to be."

"You don't have to be too modest." Huo Te said with a smile: "I remember that Director Nie was only 17 years old when he competed for the first time, but he was able to win the championship by himself. Later, he won the championship twice in a row, setting a tournament record."

Holt's partiality was too obvious. Not only did Creevy misfire, but the representatives of the other districts who wanted to use eye drops all stopped.

After a few more gossips, Huot asked Nie Zheng, "What's the number of that operative from your Secret Service?"

Nie Zheng replied that it was number 710, and Huot turned his head to look at the screen below.

Next to the leaderboard is the detailed list of participating teams in each region. You can see everyone's points. The competition uses the last blow as the scoring standard. As long as the enemy dies under the attack, you can get 100 points.

Number 710, with 300 points at the moment.

Huo Te nodded: "Hey, he did a good job. This young man has the demeanor of Director Nie back then."

Nie Zheng also looked at the display screen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Well, it's not bad."

At twelve noon, Qianshan Island.

The task period on the first day ended, and the organizing committee sent the competition rankings to the locators of the participants. The rankings are in units of teams. You can see the total scores of each team, but you cannot see the individual details.

The seventh district team lost two and ranked fifth with 500 points.

Qin Ming looked at the team members around him, frowned and asked, "Whose 400 points belong to?"

In the battle just now, they were all together, and they had nothing to gain except for killing a Transcendent in the third area and getting 100 points.

"Three people are not here." A team member looked at his locator and replied.

三个小时的战斗下来，707和708死亡，706、709和710与大部队分散。

From the locator, 706 is relatively close to the main force, about 5 kilometers in a straight line, while 709 and 710 are much farther away.

Qin Ming turned on the locator and let his 701 emit a yellow light, which was a signal for assembly.

A few seconds later, Gu Feifei noticed Qin Ming's assembly signal, but he didn't act immediately, but turned to look at En Shiqi beside him.

En Shiqi quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Shall we go?"

"Don't worry, just rest for a while." Gu Feifei put one hand on the hero's shoulder, and pointed to the top of the hero's head with the other.

Since the positioning chip was installed on their bodies, every contestant is under the monitoring of the organizing committee, and they will use gestures or writing to convey things that they don't want others to know.

What Gu Feifei meant was to wait a little longer, wait for his healing technique to cool down, and then heal En Shiqi again.

The other 400 points of the participating teams in the seventh district were indeed obtained by them, Gu Feifan got 300 points, and En XVII got 100 points.

After the people from the third district succeeded in attacking the temporary target of the seventh district, they caught up with them. After some tracking and counter-tracking, ambushes and counter-ambushs, four bodies were left in the third district.

The price on their side was that both of them were injured, and En Shiqi's injury was more serious.

The battle ended half an hour ago. Gu Feifei used his healing technique on En Qiqi, which offset 5% of the damage. Unfortunately, the interval between using this skill was as long as 30 minutes.

"Brother Feifan, I'm fine, don't worry about me." En Shiqi stared blankly at Gu Feifan, who had a cut on his face that hadn't been treated yet, but only wanted to treat him.

Gu Feifei noticed En Shiqi's gaze, touched his face, and said with a smile: "Why, do you think your brother Feihua looks ugly?"

According to the rules of the system, everything will return to its original state after returning to the real world, so right now he doesn't care if there will be scars on his face.

When he said this, Gu Feihua was actually very embarrassed, covered in mud, with scratches and blood on his face.

But in the eyes of the young man full of emotion and guilt, there is a different kind of brilliance.

"No! No!" En Shiqi desperately shook his head, "Brother Fanfan, you, you are very good-looking!"

"Stop!" Gu Feifei grabbed the male lead's head, "You have an injury on your head, be careful to shake it into a concussion."

With her cheeks held, En Shiqi didn't dare to move.

Gu Feifei didn't let go immediately. He kept holding En Shiqi's head and watched the countdown of the healing skill cooldown on the system interface. There were only ten seconds left, fifteen, fourteen...

In En Shiqi's feelings, he was being watched carefully by his brother Fei Fei.

So close and so serious.

The weather was sweltering, and after the battle, both of them were sweating profusely. The hair on Gu Feifei's forehead was wet with sweat, and En Shiqi's heartbeat was also very irregular.

After cooling down the skills, Gu Feifei moved his palm to the top of En Shiqi's head, a warm current spread from the top of his head, and the boy unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Does it hurt?" Gu Feifei was surprised.

The young man frowned, and gave a vague hum. The treatment process was actually not painful, on the contrary, it was very comfortable.

For a person who needs to fight desperately on the border battlefield, such an injury is not serious. He has experienced more dangerous battles and suffered more serious injuries during his more than a month in the military aircraft division, but no one cared about it at that time Does he hurt?

Compared with the two, the current treatment is a bit too extravagant, so extravagant that it makes people feel uneasy.

After using the healing technique, the two went on the road to join the main force. From the locator, the straight-line distance between them and Qin Ming was about ten kilometers.

〖Audience A: There is something about this 710. He seems to have hidden some skills. 〗

〖Audience B: 710 should know that the competition process is monitored by the organizing committee, but he doesn't know that the organizing committee is only on the second floor, and there are more people on the third floor. 〗

〖Audience C: I remember that Nie Zheng also got the number 710 when he participated in the competition for the first time. What a coincidence. 〗

〖Audience D: Is the odds of the regular bureau out? I want to buy this 710. 〗

〖Audience E: Judging from the overall strength of the team, the first district should be the strongest, and the seventh district has no hope of winning. 〗

〖Audience F: It is still too early to draw conclusions. These extraordinary people are not good, and there are too many hidden strengths. 〗

〖Audience G: Hehe, hiding and hiding, the results are all under our noses. 〗

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