0143 Chapter 4: The End of the Ordinary (Section 14)
Zhen Cheng is confident in her arrangement. But destiny is obviously not that easy to deal with. Unknown to her, things have already begun to quietly develop in a direction beyond her plan.
Metropolis, opposite to Thetis Building, Immortality Bar.
Four young people were drinking and chatting at a table in the corner. They were deaf to the noise around them, as if they were indifferent to the whole world.
"Captain... I always feel that the rules of the game this time are weird." A frail young man with evasive eyes, who was no more than a teenager at most, asked.
"What? You're not satisfied yet?" The punk-style comb-headed girl opposite him grinned: "The rules of Class A team competition should be based on the number of kills between teams to determine the winner. Now ours
The opponent doesn’t seem to exist at all. Isn’t this the advantage of a game in vain?”
"That's why there is a problem!" The frail young man cried sadly: "We all know how pitiful the rules of Lamarck's game are. If there is unexpected ease in one aspect, then eight achievements means that there are unexpected and terrifying traps in other places.
Waiting for us."
"Xiao Hong is right," the young man wearing black-rimmed glasses knocked on the laptop in his hand and said without raising his head: "The information I obtained cannot be wrong. The background of this game is a doomsday world.
Now look up and see the bustling office workers outside, the orderly streets, the smooth Internet, and the instant information from people all over the world... Are you telling me this is the end of the world?"
The last young man with yellow hair tattoos on the table reached out and hugged the punk girl in his arms, raised his glass and said: "Captain, do you think it is possible... we are in a virtual world now?
A civilization with highly advanced technology will upload all mankind to the system when it faces the end of the world. I have heard similar information in the domain before."
"No, this is the reality," the black-rimmed glasses said with certainty: "Master Qin's prop worked normally, and he has now sneaked into this institution."
"So, this is probably the kind of... um... world before the outbreak of Resident Evil?" the punk girl asked, shaking the comb-like hair on her head.
"Who knows..." The leader with black-framed glasses closed the computer and sighed: "What I'm most worried about now is the difficulty of the game. So far, everything has been going too smoothly and too easily.
There are no hostile candidates with conflicting tasks, and there are no indigenous forces with overwhelming combat power. Although there are supermen in this world, they have no conflict with our game goals...
As far as my experience is concerned, this kind of situation, just as Xiao Hong worries, usually means that there is a crisis that far exceeds the limit of our capabilities lurking under the table. Once touched, there will be no life."
The frail young man tugged at his hair and screamed: "There is no certain death in Lamarck's game, so now we are like walking on a tightrope between cliffs. The only way to survive is to maintain balance and keep a low profile, and don't step in the wrong position or touch something that cannot be resisted."
Hidden existence?”
"It couldn't be more appropriate," the black-rimmed glasses smiled bitterly: "What's even worse is that this wire is twisting and turning in the air, and we can't even see it!"
The four of them looked at each other, and even the carefree punk girl had a look of solemnity on her face.
At this moment, the computer pattern tattoo on the neck of the black-rimmed glasses suddenly made a sound:
"Captain, we have successfully sneaked into the target location. There is no deviation in the map you gave us. There are only two indigenous supermen on the road who have not evolved the energy in their bodies, and they are at most mid-level. If we attack them secretly, I can easily deal with them."
"Don't add unnecessary trouble!" The voice with black-rimmed glasses was calm and even a bit harsh.
"Don't be nervous, I didn't touch them," the voice from the tattoo on his neck replied: "The machine in front of me now should be the [Eternal Water] mentioned in the rules of this game.
But what makes me curious is that there is something soaked in this liquid. It looks like... a huge energy point fragment.
There is no Superman here, and everyone is turning a blind eye to me. For a short period of time, even if I make a bigger noise, there will be no problem.
How about it? Do you want to bring this thing back? Put it in the mission items and soak it. It must be a prop with a special function, right? I think this thing can increase our clearance points..."
"Young Master Qin, don't touch it," black-rimmed glasses interrupted in a deep voice: "There is a problem in the game world this time, just bring [Eternal Water] back!"
When you come back, we will immediately go to the designated location to look for the next clue to the rules of the game. If we don't leave this world as soon as possible, I won't feel at ease."
At the same time, in the underground experimental area of Thetis Building across the road, a young man with black hair and a ponytail was standing where "originally" Anbis introduced the Styx project to Zhen Cheng, staring at it with his hands in his pockets.
A transparent vessel holding 【Antique Zero】 in front of you.
People were coming and going around, including scientific researchers using tablet computers to observe and record experimental data, as well as Thetis security guards who had been replaced by Equal Front, patrolling back and forth.
These people passed by the black-haired man one after another, but turned a blind eye to such an abnormal person whose dress was obviously incompatible with the laboratory, as if he was the annoying captain of another group.
Just like seeing the employees who are supposed to be here, they are accustomed to it and will not arouse alertness; at the same time, they subconsciously maintain an avoidant attitude, as if they are afraid of getting into trouble.
This is not some extraordinary power that defies the heavens, but is simply the effect of a small prop that is used to block the perception of mortals. The players of the Lamarck game, the aliens called the Chosen, obtained it from the game system transaction.
In fact, although this thing is also rare over there, its value is very low. This is because it can only be effective on mortals who have not embarked on the extraordinary path. However, the game is so peaceful that a large number of mortals can live and work in peace and contentment. There is little background in the world.
There are very few.
After Black-rimmed Glasses learned that they would enter a "doomsday world" in this game, they thought it would be a dangerous scene with mutated monsters roaming the ground and constant magma tsunamis. That was the daily life they were used to.
The vessel in front of the pony-tailed man was connected to a huge machine six to seven meters high that ran through the two floors of the circular experimental hall.
The transparent ball filled with liquid is right in front of the young man on the upper platform, but how to get the contents out is a problem.
Obviously, there is no opening above the machine itself. This chapter has been completed!