"Initialization is completed, variable creation is successful, number before running: 8."

This statement made An Wujiu feel uncomfortable.

They are clearly living people, but they are expressed by cold words like program variables.

Now we have specially counted the number before starting, which probably implies that after the game starts, the number of survivors here may not be 8.

Shengyin continued: "The 8 variables are given 8 identities, including capitalists who have huge wealth, and there are wanderers who have nothing. Each identity has different convertible values ​​and different power values. For example, capitalists have the highest convertible value when they survive, but the lowest power value."

"Other than that, each of you will get completely different abilities that may play an unexpected role in this battle of survival."

"Taking the capitalist as an example, this role will have the ability to occupy half of the resources of the entire security bunker."

After hearing this sentence, An Wujiu immediately realized something.

Yang Ming, who was standing beside him, grinned proudly, "Can I use the rewards for the announced warm-up match now?"

The holy sound is not turbulent, but every word declared dominates the fate of these people.

"Of course. Please give Yang Ming, the winner of the warm-up match, give priority to watching each character panel and independently select the character and competition system he wants. Everyone except him will be randomly assigned by the system."

"This! This..." Liu Chengwei shouted with dissatisfaction, but he probably realized that no matter how he protested, it was already a matter of being able to get a huge advantage. Offending him would be detrimental to him, so he swallowed the rest of his swear words back into his stomach, his face looked very ugly.

The expressions of the remaining few people were not much better, but they were helpless.

Yang Ming used his hands to squeeze from the edge of several people into the middle, sorted out his tie, and told the system that he had prepared it.

"Okay, show you the character panel."

Yang Ming stood straight, and the gift box appeared again and opened in front of him. He stretched out his index finger and slid in the void. No one else could see these character panels, so he looked particularly funny.

Soon, Yang Ming made a decision and chose the role of capitalist. No one was surprised when the system was announced.

When he turned around, An Wujiu saw a trace of disdain for himself on his face.

"How about Brother Yang, isn't he very powerful?" Even Liu Chengwei, who felt that he was extremely strong at first, now smiled at Yang Ming with great care. The flesh on his face was squeezed into a ball, and he wished he could inject some pleasing light into the blind and shrinking eyes. "What other characters are there?"

Yang Ming turned his thin fingers like Liu Chengwei before, and his face was filled with the smile of a successful person, "You will see it when the system is randomly assigned in a while."

Zhong Yirou approached Yang Ming with a smile, raised her hand and gently shoved Yang Ming on the shoulder, "Oh, Brother Yang, I'm still keeping the secret in just a while."

More than these two people, An Wujiu could feel that almost everyone in this narrow space was staring at Yang Ming, like an insect that was catching light. Even the timid Ueno approached Yang Ming much, even though he couldn't speak.

His eyes fell on the guy named Shen Ti inadvertently.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so bored that he was playing with stone scissors and cloth with his left and right hands. It seemed that he noticed someone was watching. Shen Ti raised his head, and the scissors in his left and right hands were still comparing with the cloth.

What a weird guy.

"Then..." Old Yu hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but speak, "Yang Ming, the next competition system..."

In the narrow space, Yang Ming was surrounded by everyone. The brief silence was like a blunt knife, slowly cutting his nerves.

An Wujiu knew that as long as Yang Ming said, no matter what role these people held, they would probably continue for him and stand firmly in his team.

Yang Ming smiled, the glowing glow in the turbid eyes made this look like a pair of valuable prosecutors.

"I choose to fight in person."

If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

If you choose a group battle, the winning side will most likely have an average score. Although it can form a stronger alliance, from Yang Ming's perspective, he has chosen a role with great advantages, and leading a group is undoubtedly doing charity.

The choice of personal war has swept away many people's excitement, which can be seen from the expression.

But for An Wujiu, this result may not be a bad thing.

"Now do role allocation and information loading for you."

In an instant, several blue lasers appeared in the air, and the floating and constantly scrolling green fluorescent fonts appeared in the dark, which were the code.

"Publish all variable assignment results:

Yang Ming-Capitalist

Wu You——Company Employee

An Wujiu - Intern at the Ministry of Cybersecurity

Zhong Yirou - Chairman Qianjin

Ueno - Scientific Researcher

Lao Yu - a homeless man

Liu Chengwei - Robber

Shen Ti-Security Robot.”

Immediately afterwards, a virtual character panel appeared in front of each of them, and An Wujiu stared at the information printed out by the blue laser in front of him.

[Role: Intern at the Ministry of Cybersecurity

Survival value: 4

Number of blood bars: 3

Ability: Choose a player to invade his panel and switch his red and black lines with the opponent's red and black lines. This skill has only one chance]

"Everyone has obtained their character information, and the next step is the real rules of the game."

After saying that, the thick and strong steel door in front of them slowly moved away from left to right, revealing a dark corridor, without light, like a bottomless drilling well, with exhausted desire inside.

"The bunker survival battle is 5 days and four nights in total. During the day, players will allocate survival materials by themselves. If there is a disagreement during the distribution process, players can make a duel 1 and cannot refuse anyone's duel. The initiator can initiate or enter the duel threshold and press the initiator button."

"Please remember that the number of duels in every 24 hours is fixed, and the duel threshold will enter the dormant period after exceeding the number of duels.

The duel is not one-on-one, and other players can choose to join the camp or watch it on the wall."

"The number of blood bars of all players in the faction will be superimposed on the players who initiated or received the duel. Two players will fight for the duel. One side with a higher number of blood bars will win and get supplies, while the other side will lose one blood bar each."

"After 11 o'clock in the evening, all players will be forced to return to their own exclusive rooms to rest. The rooms are sorted from 1 to 8. The hypnotic gas will be forced to be released from the bunker from 12 o'clock in the evening to 6 o'clock in the morning, and all of them will be forced to fall asleep.

Players who run out of blood will die. Just like in the previous game, when you die in the altar, you will also die in reality. After 9 o'clock on the fifth day, you will be able to achieve the ultimate survival value for everyone…”

Speaking of this, Wu You, who had been silent all the time, spoke in confusion: "Close down?"

An Wujiu also found it strange that the survival value in each character panel is a fixed constant, and the duel during the game will not lose the survival value. Why should we settle at the end?

"That's right. Here we will announce the hidden parameters on the character panel: Black Line and Red Line 2 (authorized to be adapted from the board game Hawk Survival). The black line connects the person you cursed, and the red line connects the person you secretly love. This parameter is randomly assigned by the system, and there will be no situation where you curse yourself or secretly love yourself, and everyone may be connected by other people's red or black lines."

"No one can see your red and black line except yourself, unless it is proactively disclosed.

If you survive after the game and the person you secretly love also survives, you can gain the survival value of your crush. If the person you cursed dies, you can also gain his survival value."

It turns out that this is what red and black means.

"In the end, the top four players with total survival value will advance to the next round."

The lights suddenly lit up in the deep passage, and the road ahead was illuminated.

"The pilgrimage journey begins again, I wish you all a happy journey."

The walls on both sides are hung with ancient chandeliers, with milky yellow lights hitting the concrete walls, and the wallpapers on both sides are full murals, with a Bible theme, unlike the decorations of this century.

When walking through the corridor, An Wujiu paid attention to the wall. The center of the mural on the right was Jesus, the God who was believed in by humans in the early years, and now Christianity has become a minority faith. Sitting on both sides of Jesus were the other twelve disciples with different expressions.

"The Last Supper."

Zhong Yirou, who was beside her, spoke up and said what An Wujiu said. Then she smiled again, "I have a fake, which took me 3D to print it out. It is very noble and elegant."

An Wujiu nodded. He glanced slightly and saw the guy wearing a mask bent over, holding a magnifying glass I got from somewhere in his hand, putting it in front of his face to observe the mural, which looked a bit funny.

Zhong Yirou put her hands on her hips and turned around to look at the mural on the left. The center of this painting is the Virgin Mary holding the holy infant, and surrounded by people coming to pilgrimage. She is not very familiar with it, which is beyond her understanding of classical oil paintings. An Wujiu, who has been silent, first said the name.

"This is the Pilgrimage of the Three Doctors, and it is also Leonardo da Vinci's."

Shen Ti also turned his head and held a magnifying glass in his hand. The mechanical Guanyin on his face combined with this stupid movement had a subtle feeling, but An Wujiu could not describe it.

"How do you know?" Zhong Yirou hugged her chest and raised her eyebrows, "Didn't she say she has lost her memory?"

"My memory is missing, but it seems...it does not affect cognition." An Wujiu could only say slowly, a little effort, and seemed more sincere.

"You mean you just forgot the memories of your arrival at the altar?"

An Wujiu was uncertain, shook his head and wanted to continue talking, but he heard Liu Chengwei walking in front with Yang Ming and others roar, "What are you doing sneakily behind? You can't come yet?"

Under such rules of the game, they had to temporarily obey Yang Ming.

The group walked through the long passage, which was so dark that it was strange. The world they lived in was filled with light, the neon lights that were immortal all night, like ghosts wandering around the block spotlights, and the wettest and dirty corners were filled with light pollution.

Humans naturally have fear of strange things.

Everyone with ulterior motives groped to the end of the passage in an unusual silence. There was only an extremely smooth black door here. Under the light of the chandeliers on the wall, it was like a mirror, a sea of ​​oil floating on it.

"How to start this?" Liu Chengwei started to cheer behind him.

Wu You held the Rubik's Cube in his hand and muttered quietly: "People open their mouths and ask..."

Liu Chengwei, who was so angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Wu You's shoulder hard from behind, "Do you want to die?"

After being pushed by him, the Rubik's cube in Wu You's hand fell to the ground, rolled for half a week, and rolled into the black door. From the edges to the complete cube, all of which were swallowed up, blue fluorescent data lines appeared in the place where they came into contact, spreading from the broken wall and gradually disappeared.

"Let's go, why are you standing there?" Zhong Yirou walked into the black door in her high heels, and the others followed, An Wujiu walked at the last head.
To be continued...