The atmosphere in the safe zone became solemn, and both players and ordinary people living there lowered their heads to express their last respects for these sacrificed players.
Following the convoy were the corpses of players from the Sand Sea who had been hung up, and these were for the people to vent their anger. People kept picking up stones and throwing them at the corpses, and they did not stop until the corpses were smashed to a bloody pulp.
"This is quite far away from the Sand Sea Safety Zone." said a player who helped the Polar Safety Zone like Xu Huo.
Another person understood his subtext, "Don't you find it unreasonable? It seems that even these ordinary people have a deep hatred for the players in the Sand Sea Safe Zone."
"The Sand Sea Safety Zone has not had any head-on conflicts with other safety zones in recent years. However, the fights in the past few years were very fierce, and information circulated between the safety zones, so they also know that some safety zones were directly massacred by the Sand Sea Safety Zone.
news."
"It can be said that the remaining 010 people in the safe zone are almost the last fire in this zone. They have no descendants. Every death means one less one. Seeing that the race is gone, of course I hate those who kill my compatriots.
.”
"And the grievances between Area 010 and players from outside areas are not limited to these years. Over the past twenty years, players from outside areas have been involved in every drastic change in Area 010, especially the cannibal players. The more chaotic the place.
For them, the easier it is for them to hunt, the more times they use it, the less direct conflict is needed. Even people they have never met, as long as their identities are there, they are natural enemies."
The player who made the explanation was about forty years old. He touched his sparse hair and said, "I came to Area 010 about ten years ago. Although the divisions were chaotic at that time, they were very different from now. Anyone can see
When you arrive, you have to say that things are impermanent."
"It's not just that the world is impermanent," the young man said, "Isn't this all caused by games?"
"Yes." The middle-aged player said with emotion: "Behind the drastic changes in the environment represent countless human lives. If this partition disappears in this generation, then this partition will be erased from the game forever."
Players are just passers-by. When they see the desolate district and the people in District 010 who deserve pity, they can only express a few words of emotion from the perspective of a bystander. However, it takes a careful and in-depth examination of this district to make people feel absolutely helpless.
A sense of hopeless resistance.
A huge partition, so many people, a few disasters, changes in the evolutionary environment, and the troubles of some well-intentioned people are enough to erase it from the game, just like erasing an insignificant speck of dust.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit gloomy, the middle-aged player said: "It's too far-fetched to say this, and it's not something we can change. We can only count on the young people in the future."
The young man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. Players live so long now, who can say for sure what they will be like in a few decades?"
The middle-aged player smiled slightly, "I was a B-level player five years ago."
"Five years ago," the young man paused, "you are talking about the five years when you were born in the partition."
"What else?" the middle-aged player said: "I'm not a very talented person. It took me nearly ten years to rise from a C-level player to a B-level player. But I was fine when I was a C-level player. If I failed to clear the level, I failed.
, at worst don’t give rewards, Class B is different.”
"Many B-level dungeons have no time limit. Even if you choose a good partition for retirement, there may be a talented player who comes in to blast the dungeon and take you through the level together. The longer you stay, the more likely you will be after you come out.
The more difficult it is to get the right high-risk copy.”
"In the past few years, I have chosen several dungeon partitions to support my retirement. However, after a while, I was either taken through the level by others, or the dungeon disappeared and I was forced out. I was thrown into high-risk dungeons several times, and I got lucky and survived.
."
"Then what are you doing in Area 010?" The young man was puzzled. "Do you know how to clear the customs?"
The middle-aged player said: "I have a hunch that I am about to regress."
As soon as the word "degradation" came out, the player's heart skipped a beat when he heard it. The young man quickly said: "How could that be? How old are you?"
The middle-aged player smiled and said nothing.
Young people understand it too.
Players who are not good at the game cannot guarantee that they will successfully pass every copy. Even if they pass the level, they may fly at low altitude and cannot get any good props. However, it is necessary for players to survive. Taking evolution agents to increase the evolution rate to enhance competitiveness is relatively
Convenient way.
The worse the quality of the evolution agent, the more it is taken, and the less thorough the digestion, it may have an impact on the player's body. At the same time, taking a large amount of evolution agent will cause premature degeneration. It is generally accepted knowledge in the game that some people have not had time to understand it.
These common senses lead to mistakenly taking too much evolution agent, and some have no choice but to take this path. Almost all players will degrade in the end, but everyone's specific situation is different, and the degree and time of degradation will vary sooner or later.
Unite.
"That's why I came to Area 010, intending to use the little time I have to do something good." The middle-aged player said: "I have been here for more than three months, and I just came from another small camp."
Deng Xiahei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "What copy are you?"
"Wandering Melissa." The middle-aged player said: "She is a dungeon looking for someone."
When it came to finding someone, there was no reaction under the dark lamp. Instead, Gao Dawei looked at Xu Huo reflexively, and then quickly looked away after meeting his cold gaze.
The middle-aged player did not specify who he was looking for, and only said: "I wandered around Area 010 for a few times, but I didn't meet many players of the same dungeon."
Both Deng Xiahei and the young man said that they had never heard of this dungeon. Deng Xiahei added: "I am a dungeon of Lighthouse. There are quite a few players in the same dungeon, but none of them can beat it."
The middle-aged player was not very interested in clearing the dungeon, so he turned the topic back to the polar safe zone, "I plan to stay in the polar safe zone."
The few people in the car didn't say anything. After a while, the young player said: "You haven't regressed yet. Don't give up hope so quickly. Medical science is making rapid progress now. Maybe there will be a treatment after you clear the level."
"
The middle-aged player smiled and did not continue, but turned to look at the dusty street outside.
At this moment, it was only in the dark under the lamp that he turned around and glanced at Xu Huo.
Xu Huo did not speak, but shook his head slightly at him.
The convoy soon arrived at the center of the city. The relatively well-preserved commercial street area was where players from the Polar Security Zone lived. In addition to a large number of surveillance equipment, there were also cross-patrols by players. Fei Xian took them to the waiting room transformed from the mall.
In the living room, people prepared a banquet to entertain them.
"The conditions are simple, please be patient," Fei poured the wine for them first and took the lead in raising a glass. "Thank you for this glass of thanks to those who extended a helping hand. Everyone in our polar safety zone will remember this kindness!" ()
This chapter has been completed!