Chapter 1868 Survivors of the last round of the game
There are crowds of people in front of the registration agency.
When I came here, at least nearly a thousand people had gathered here. The scene was extremely noisy and chaotic, and people in many agencies were working hard to maintain order.
"Residents, please note that quarrels and fights are prohibited near official institutions. Violators may be expelled or shot directly..." Lan Moyi's voice kept ringing on the radio.
With Lan Moyi's warning, although there was chaos outside the institution, there were no violent incidents. Everyone cooperated with the requirements of the agency personnel and formed a line in a district.
"Come here from District 8, come here from District 9, come here from District 10..." Among the many teams that transferred to districts, District 8 had the largest number of people. This was because I mentioned District 8 during the broadcast.
In an emergency, most people would choose Area 8 without thinking.
Of course, some people choose other districts, perhaps because they have acquaintances in other districts.
There were teams in all 99 districts except District 7, but the lengths varied. The longest team was in District 8. There were more than a thousand people in line in front of me, and people continued to join behind me.
Many residents who had just experienced the game of life and death were still basically in shock at this moment. The previous pressure of death still left a look of fear and horror on their faces, which also caused many people to talk about it, even if they
We have never met each other before, just because this can relieve the fear and pressure in our hearts.
"I thought I was dead just now, but I didn't expect to survive in the end." "I don't know which broadcast said who the person who transferred to the district was. He was simply the savior. Without him, we would have been dead."
Yes, yes, I really don’t know who he is, but he is the savior of all of us.”
Many people were talking about topics related to me. After all, strictly speaking, I saved their lives, so they were naturally grateful to me for surviving. But what they didn't expect was that the person they were talking about was right next to them.
"Savior, that's not a bad title." I thought to myself.
In addition to guessing my identity, they were also discussing the content of the game. In addition to expressing their fears, some people with strong hearts also began to study the reasons for the emergence of this game and how to survive.
"I have heard before that ghost masters will select the best ones by issuing extremely difficult death games or tasks, but at that time they were selected in schools, and the scope was very small, but now it is the entire
Residents of the High Wall District.”
"I've heard about it before, and now it seems we're in the same situation?"
"No, is this just the beginning?"
When almost everyone showed worry and fear, a calm voice sounded: "Of course it's just the beginning. Didn't you hear what Ye Ying said? This game is just for today. In other words, it's just the beginning."
There is a game for tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow...Who knows how long the game will last?”
"What?"
"No, I don't want to go through this again. If I were to participate in this game again, I might as well commit suicide!"
"This is so scary. If this is a dream, I want to wake up as soon as possible."
Hearing this, the voice rang again, and this time my eyes were drawn to it, and I saw a young man with yellow hair sneered and said: "You trash, if you want to die, then die quickly, otherwise what will happen next
Every day you fall apart."
"Asshole, what did you say?" A strong man with wide eyes looked like he would have taken action if it weren't for the fear of the personnel of the registration agency.
"Am I wrong?"
The yellow-haired young man sneered again. He was only 1.7 meters tall, while the big man in front of him was at least 1.9 meters tall. In comparison, the two of them felt like a dwarf and a giant, but there was nothing on the yellow-haired young man's face.
He showed no fear, but said disdainfully: "Such a big man is as timid as a mouse and wants to commit suicide at every turn. What's the point of living for you?"
"you wanna die!"
The big man's face was red with anger. The yellow-haired young man's unabashed ridicule made him furious. He went up and grabbed the yellow-haired young man's collar. Just when he was about to punch the opponent, a black shadow suddenly flashed past and violently punched him.
The big man kicked him to the ground.
The person who came was a member of the registration agency and a cultivator. At this moment, this man, who was in the late one-star stage, was looking indifferently at the big man who was lying on the ground and groaning, and said coldly: "I have already said that the agency
It is forbidden to do anything nearby. This time is a warning. If there is another time, I will definitely twist your heads off with my own hands. Do you understand?"
Hearing this, the big man nodded repeatedly with a pale face. The agency staff glanced at the yellow-haired young man again, and saw the yellow-haired young man smiling and saying: "I'm so scared, please don't hit me, okay?"
"Hmph, Song Yi, you'd better not be too arrogant, otherwise you won't know how to die." The agency staff snorted coldly, threatened a few words, turned around and left, without saying anything to the man he called Song Yi.
The person did something outrageous.
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were a little weird, and they looked at the yellow-haired young man with a touch of curiosity and awe, because the psychological quality and courage displayed by the yellow-haired young man were far beyond ordinary people.
"This little brother, do you know the staff of the organization?" At this time, someone couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Song Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
"Then how does he know your name?" someone asked.
This is also a question that everyone wants to know. For a while, people around him who knew what was going on here all looked over with curiosity in their eyes.
"If you want to know, I can tell you that he knows me because I am a survivor selected from the last round of the death game." Song Yi said calmly.
After hearing this, everyone looked moved, and I looked at Song Yi in surprise.
There is actually a death game from the previous round?