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Chapter 127 Half the chance of survival?

 After announcing the rules of the game, all the screens went dark at the same time.

As the play ended, half the entire city fell into dead silence.

After about half a minute, everyone's mobile phones began to ring with message notifications.

In an instant, the whole city was like boiling water. In just a few minutes, videos and news about the black and white life and death situation spread online.

Most people did not believe it, but as people continued to try to get out of the carousel, the death toll increased sharply, and the government had to issue a warning to ask everyone to stay where they were and wait for rescue.

Xu Huo kept flipping through the video. No matter it was on the ground or in the air, a vehicle or a helicopter, once it entered the range of the black and white turntable, it would only explode into a blood flower, a large number of cars, helicopters crashed, and black smoke was near the black turntable.

Roll.

Some people used cats and dogs to conduct experiments, and they could not escape death.

"You mean that after entering the life and death situation, you can't get out alive unless you participate in the game?"

He frowned and stared at the black grid on the ground. Area 014 has been in the game for too short a time. Most of the players are still doing closed copies. Even him, let alone understanding of the game system, has not even touched the basic rules.

Clearly, it is impossible to imagine what role the props might have.

But no matter what, the current black and white life and death situation cannot be explained by props. However, the background and tasks of the dungeon should be announced by the game. Do advanced players who can open the dungeon need to read out the rules themselves?

No, the Skinner's copy is also a removable copy, and the tasks are also notified by the game.

"It's fake! It must be fake!" the chef suddenly shouted, "Everything about black and white, life and death, it's all nonsense, just used to scare people!"

"There is a madman who puts bombs on people! I want to get out of here!" He threw the apron away and went to get the keys.

"Master, don't be impulsive!" The assistant next to him quickly stopped him, "Look at the videos on the Internet, those people will explode as soon as they step out of the turntable, even the police and the army, they can't get out at all now!"

"I don't believe it! The video must be fake!" Veins popped out on the chef's forehead. He pushed his assistant away and was about to open the door, but his hand was intercepted by Xu Huo: "The people who exploded just now were all people outside. Currently waiting

It’s safest here.”

This sentence successfully stopped the chef. He stared at Xu Huo for two seconds, and then retched at the blood clot on the door.

"Brother, what should we do?" Wang Chaoqing came over and asked.

Xu Huo looked at the painting girl, "Can you tell if this is a prop or a copy?"

The painting girl shook her head.

"What's the difference between props and copies?" Wang Chaoqing asked in confusion.

"If it's a dungeon, the players and non-players inside have no choice but to participate in the game, but if it's a prop, they might be able to escape with a ticket."

The rules for props should not override the game copy.

"I don't have a ticket..." Wang Chaoqing was disappointed at first, and then looked at Xu Huo with ecstasy, "Brother! You must have a ticket!"

"Give me one! I will definitely listen to you from now on. I will do whatever you ask me to do?"

Xu Huo put aside his hand and asked, "Can you ensure that you survive the other copies?"

"It doesn't matter if he can do it or not, it's better to stay here anyway!"

"Just do whatever I ask you to do?" Xu Huo asked again.

Wang Chaoqing nodded repeatedly.

"Well, before I give you a ticket, let's go to the skyscraper first."

Wang Chaoqing's expression changed immediately, "That's the center of the turntable. Even if I'm not smart, I know it's definitely dangerous there. I won't go!"

"Then there is no ticket." Xu Huo did not force him.

Wang Chaoqing's eyes became angry, but before he could get angry, he was slapped back by the painting girl.

"Are you players?" At this time, the waiter who climbed the table said: "You know that so many people must be players, right? Are the people who just appeared on the big screen also players?"

"If we are all players, you must have something to do, right?"

The two men sitting slumped aside and the waiters huddled together all raised their heads and looked at Xu Huo and the others.

"I have no choice." Xu Huo said without changing his expression.

"But you are also a player!" a male waiter said subconsciously.

"Have you never played online games?" Xu Huo raised his eyebrows, "Is it a rank you want to reach?"

"What about the tickets? That's what you just said." The store manager hurriedly interrupted.

"You want to do something good, the tickets can only be used by players!" Wang Chaoqing stabbed with deep resentment.

The light in the eyes of several people in the store immediately went out again.

"I don't want to die..." Another waitress cried.

"Maybe the situation is not that bad, so many people are fine..." Before the chef's assistant could finish his comforting words, his face suddenly stiffened, and then he looked ahead blankly: "There is a turntable! The turntable has appeared!"

Xu Huo followed his gaze and found nothing. He quickly asked: "Describe what the turntable you saw looked like."

But the assistant did not respond, and shouted "The countdown has begun" and rolled his eyes upward!

Xu Huo quickly grabbed the person and pinched his acupuncture points. After a few seconds, the person recovered, but his eyes were still unfocused and he muttered to himself in a daze: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die...

…”

The painting girl raised her hand and slapped him across the face. The assistant staggered to the ground and simply sat on the ground trembling, unable to hear the outside world at all, and did not respond to the pain.

Xu Huo's heart sank slightly. He thought this might be a luck game just now, but now it seems that it is not.

Looking back at the square outside, some of the people who had not had time to escape and returned also had the same situation. No matter how hard the people next to them were kicked and beaten, they could not wake up. Their consciousness seemed to be separated from their bodies.

Staring ahead with their eyes wide open, some collapsed on the spot, and some ran wildly in a daze, but they all kept repeating the three words "countdown" in their mouths.

Even under a severe blow, ten minutes is enough for a person to slowly calm down and regain his senses, rather than being controlled by fear and going crazy like he is now.

This carousel game must have an impact on people's spiritual aspects.

"How is he?" Several people in the store looked at the appearance of the chef's assistant and backed away in fear. Only the waitress who had climbed on the table asked Xu Huo.

"It depends on his luck." Xu Huo glanced at the man whose face was swollen, and said: "Keep calm, this is just a game, there is a half chance of survival, don't be frightened."

When he said this, several people became even more frightened.

But Xu Huo did not give them time to adapt and said directly: "Panicing will not help. It is better to use this half survival rate to find a way to save ourselves."

"Then what should we do..." The waitress who climbed the table said with trembling lips: "I listen to you..."

The other people didn't respond, and Xu Huo didn't care, and continued: "When the game starts and the wheel appears, other people shouldn't be able to see it, so if you enter the game, try to tell everything you see."

"Even if you can't feel the outside world, you can still speak and move. Just focus on the turntable and say as much as possible."

"I guess this game is related to mental will. Staying awake can only be beneficial."

"In other words, the sooner someone sees the turntable, the higher the chance of death..." The store manager turned pale and turned to the chef assistant, "Speak to me!"

However, at this moment, the assistant suddenly raised his hand, "I'm going to turn, I'm going to turn, I'll definitely be fine, I'm very lucky..."

"Bang!" His whole body exploded!

"Ah!!!" The waiters who had just washed their faces were spattered with blood again. When they screamed and ran out the door, there were also explosions in the square!

All the people inside and outside the door were frightened and went crazy. They were crying and screaming for a while!

My writing went quite smoothly today. ^_^


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