Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

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While a fugitive bishop went out to search for supplies like a man and a mother,

Earth, a qq group,

"Hey, is there anyone in this QQ group?"

The silence in the group was broken, Wu Chang scanned the pop-up window, thought for a moment, and typed back.

Large color TV with circuit breaker: Yes,

Sandstorm Commando: Huh?There are people!

The other party was obviously as surprised as he was, and the second sentence came a few minutes later.

Sandstorm Commando: I'm still wondering, how did you join in?

Broken Circuit TV: I read the post and added it out of curiosity.

Sandstorm Commando: Then me too, brother, do you think this group is weird?

Yuri Jiajiax: It's really strange. According to the normal advertising group, it is impossible to wait for us all to come and not talk.

The third person diving in the group also finished watching the screen,

Big color TV with broken circuit: it can't be a new type of Internet fraud, right?

Yuri Jiajiax: I don't know, but don't you think the group owners and administrators in the group are a little strange?

Sandstorm Commando: What?

Big color TV with circuit breaker: ?

Yuri Gaga X: The owner of the group, Sea Island Adherent, may be the poster of the previous post, but his qq account shows that he has not logged in for five years, and he only logged in in the last few days.It's still gray.

Yuri Jiajia x: And if it is really an advertising group, don't you think the name of this group management is very wrong?

After being reminded a bit, Wu Chang noticed, clicked on the group page, and soon discovered the abnormality,

Big color TV with broken circuit: FOUR.EXE?

Yuri Jiajia x: Even if you want to lie to A Zhai, you still have to name your wife, right?I can believe him when he brings 45.416.114514, but this group seems to be really not an advertising group.

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a brief silence,

Sandstorm Commando: Fuck!Brother, what you said is a bit scary! ?A new strange talk is a sense of sight!

New ghost stories are not enough, Wu Chang doesn't believe in ghosts,

But thinking of some horror stories I have read before, the palm of the phone is still sweating.

id Yuri Gaga x continued.

"By the way, have you made a reservation for that game?"

Sandstorm Commando: I have made an appointment, is it "Terra Land ol"?

Breaker TV: I watched it just now, but now it seems that there are only three of them.

Yuri Gaga x: I also made an appointment, but the host seems to have been sprayed away by trolls. I asked privately, but I didn't reply.

Sandstorm Commando: Those humanoid creatures are really disgusting, but unfortunately the game seems to be quite well-made, and the settings and reference pictures are very novel.

Broken Circuit TV: I have a question, since the game is being made, why didn’t the production team settle in station b and draw cakes from station b, isn’t it more efficient than posting it?

Yuri Gaga x: You hit the point, and that's the problem.

Yuri Gaga x: @海岛民民@FOUR.EXE

However, he did not see a reply from the group owner or one of the managers, but Wu Chang first saw the joining notice of the temporary discussion group. It was not someone else who initiated it, but the "Yuri Gaga x" who had just led himself and another person to analyze. .

"Be safe here, I'm here to say"

"?"

He curiously clicked into the temporary group chat, and Yuri Gaga x had already started.

Yuri Gaga x: You must all know that the modern Internet generally has a fixed URL, right?That is, there are fixed domain names, and some of them can be sent over to find some information.

Sandstorm Commando: Is my brother a computer player?

Yuri Jiajia x: But I tried it, and found that there is no information on that website at all. I don’t understand that a game with such quality, even if the producer is paranoid, will not make their official website an illegal website.

Breaking the big color TV: a killing game in the deep web?

Sandstorm Commando: Fuck!Don't scare me!

Yuri Gaga x: There is a possibility,

Sandstorm Commandos: qAQ

Yuri Gaga x: That's all. I read the official website and the previous poster's post. This game will send physical helmets directly to players, but I don't understand. That website only has a single reservation button. How did he know? our position?To deliver a helmet?

Yuri Gaga x: Oh, by the way, the name of my post is Viet Cong on the Third Floor, and I was also in the post.

Sandstorm Commando: I am Tokuzo on the fifth floor.

Wu Zhang read Yuri Jiajia x's words carefully. As a music student, he can clearly see the detailed meaning in the words just like reading the umlauts in the score... So he typed.

Big color TV with circuit breaker: Why do you say helmet?Have you already received it?

Yuri Gaga x: Yes,

Yuri Gaga x: Half an hour after I clicked the appointment button, there was an extra one on my desk.

A picture was sent, in which was a desk that had been emptied, and a white and smooth "motorcycle helmet" placed on the desk.

Yuri Gaga x: Excluding geographical restrictions, the helmet itself is also very weird, for example, there is no plug-in port, including the charging port.

Sandstorm Commando: Fuck, don't be so scary qAQ!I can't sleep in the middle of the night! ! !

Big color TV with circuit breaker: Have you ever worn it?

Yuri Gaga x: No,

Behind the screen, Wu Chang was deep in thought, and the original playful mentality had disappeared...

Rough stones, natural disasters, Terra... Those words from the official website popped out of my mind silently, like vague clues... told him the outline of the truth, but did not tell him the truth itself...

In the modern dynasty, the logistics infrastructure that is so strong that it explodes almost beats all Western countries, but it can be delivered to your door in half an hour...

Could it be that the courier boy is Superman? ?

It's too outrageous! !

His brain was chaotic, cutting and reasoning were still chaotic, so he simply stopped thinking, put down his phone, and prepared to get out of bed and get out of the dormitory to drain a row of waste water in his body.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat up, something rolled from his body and fell to the ground beside him.

The pure white box fell to the ground, revealing a corner inside.

A pure white smooth "motorcycle helmet".

Volume 5 Iberia: Chapter [-] An Uninvited Guest?

"When did this thing come?!"

Wu Chang almost yelled,

"Who took this?!"

"? Hey, what is this?"

The nearby roommates were finally noticed by his side, and each probed his head,

"What are you doing? You were so scared that your face turned pale. Why did you do something wrong?"

"Angkor, what are you doing?"

"It seems to be... a gaming helmet..."

"Hey!? What vr girlfriend! To brother Kangkang!"

"and many more!"

Before he could stop him, the handicapped brother had already pulled out his helmet and put it on his head, but soon, he took it off again.

He took off his helmet, revealing a dazed expression.

"You, you didn't respond...Why is there no power button..."

"Go away, you old six! You even bullied Angkor, right?!"

Another roommate at the side snatched the helmet and threw it back to Chang Wu.

"I just want to see something good..."

"What the hell, good health, good health, I think you don't understand at all (referring to basic etiquette)!"

"Ah! Brother Jie, don't want it!"

People who are rude and cheap are executed by justice, but those who speak have no intention of listening to others, Wu Chang is holding his helmet, deep in memory...

"No power button"

So... what is this helmet...

what?

The vest was wet with sweat unconsciously, he straightened the helmet slightly, swallowed deeply, and raised it like a ghost...

put on,

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The wind stirs the rough weeds, leaving its traces on the whole wilderness,

Several military vehicles belonging to the Iberian Punishment Army came along the road, and the window of the last vehicle was half opened, and a human voice could be heard in it, and the sound of the wind spread far away. The bushes and grass insects shook their heads when they heard it. It's hard to be happy, and even more sad...

Bang, a drink bottle was thrown from the car window and fell into the dust of the wheels,

The convoy drove away slowly,

in the opposite direction of Glenfallow,

The empty road returned to silence, and the raised dust fell back again, leaving only the drink bottle, staying alone...enjoy the silence, feel the silence, blend into the silence...

Until a head popped out of the tall grass in the ditch by the side of the road.

Yo?

Are the military masters leaving?

Tut tut, go, go!Get in my way!

Zhang Zhiqing patted the tattered religious robe with cocklebur fruit stuck on it, stood up from the grass, saw the drink bottle out of the corner of his eye, and rushed forward!Picked it up, shook it, and was pleasantly surprised to hear the sound of water inside! !

There are still left!

Not bad, it's mine~

Go back and give Lilia a drink~

Smiling and taking the drink bottle as his own, Zhang Zhiqing tightly wrapped the rag cloak he used for camouflage, turned around, and walked towards the sparse grass and rocks beside the road.

...calling players from another world to work for me...

It's really, really important...

Walking on the chaotic gravel, Zhang Zhiqing pondered the thoughts in his heart.

It's not that he laments the "system"'s black technology, anyway, he can't go back to Earth himself, and it's not his business how the "system" develops a website to give away helmets.

What he was thinking about was what would happen after the players came...

First of all, it is absolutely impossible to look at the players from the standpoint of a normal time traveler. Although it is not ruled out that fanatics will join the party, for most people, even if it is so real that it is frightening, it is just a hardcore game.With one thought of good and evil, the name of the fourth natural disaster is not for nothing.

Second, how to deal with the upcoming players?