Chapter 413 Tang Ji arrives at the demonstration city
"Do you know what is the most outrageous thing in the world?" Gino John pulled a roll of bandages from the overturned pallet truck and wrapped it around his burned arm several times.
"Disney let black actors play Snow White and the Little Mermaid?" Nicole joked, but kept her eyes fixed on the corner of the corridor, where four corpses had been piled up.
"Fuck, what I'm about to say suddenly doesn't seem so outrageous when it's set off by your example." John tied the bandage tightly and checked his ammunition: "It was officially announced just now that the superhumans in the city have suffered from group syndrome.
Grumpy.”
"They call this irritability, can you believe it?" John kicked the body in the ward. It was his partner, the good old Berg.
Twenty minutes ago, he had just killed the monster that had taken over Berg's body with one shot. John could say with a clear conscience that he had tried his best.
In this crisis-ridden hospital, he and Nicole took the tied Begdong to hide, and detoured from the fourth floor to the seventh floor before finding a suitable place to hide.
In the process, everything in the demonstration city was in chaos, especially several hospitals that were overcrowded. They suddenly woke up and the superhumans with abnormal behavior became completely unreasonable.
Some of them use their abilities on doctors and nurses unscrupulously, while others do not distinguish between men and women, like beasts in heat.
John even saw a superhuman tasting the blood on the corpse with great interest. The good news is that the shotgun in his hand can deal with most crazy superhumans. The bad news is that there are a few superhumans who are obviously not capable of firearms.
Able to resist.
Without exception, they all had gang tattoos on their bodies. One of the perverts occupied the lobby on the first floor, blocking the possibility of all survivors trying to leave.
His ability seems to create some kind of sharp thin lines, and the bastard arranged a lot of thin lines in the stairwells and entrances and exits.
If the survivors who had tried to leave had not marked the existence of those thin lines with their own blood, I am afraid they would have followed suit.
In addition, there is a guy who can turn his limbs into weapons. They were found on the fourth floor. Nicole was injured in one leg. Fortunately, this is a hospital. There are medical supplies everywhere and there is a brave nurse to help him.
Stopped the bleeding.
As a result, the nurse's throat was cut with a scalpel from behind by Berg who suddenly broke free. John could clearly see the contempt and excitement in Berg's eyes.
It was from that moment that John was sure that the soul contained in Berg's body was definitely not the original one.
"Do we still have support?" Nicole also checked his pistol: "I still have six bullets."
"Don't think about it. There is smoke everywhere on the street. Even if those gentlemen are willing to send support, they will not be able to pass through the street smoothly." Gino John pointed to the top of his head: "Unless they fly over."
"It seems that our only way to survive is to hope that these psychopaths have had enough fun and leave this hellish place." Nicole touched the pocket of her pants, took out a box of cigarettes soaked in blood, and threw it on the ground in annoyance:
"Do you have a cigarette?"
"I don't smoke." John shook his head and looked sideways at the situation on the road outside. There were only corpses and smoking cars on the street that were originally bustling with traffic.
Almost fifteen minutes ago, a group of metahumans left from the main entrance of the hospital, overturning everything in their path, like elephants crossing the border.
"I didn't expect that I would end up with a Puritan dying together." Nicole picked up the cigarette box and tried to find a less wet one inside: "If I had known this, I should have died in the Night City.
"
"Then you won't have the chance to see how I repair those scum on the list." A tree of life crossed a graceful curve and landed on Nicole's chest, and then gray-black flames ignited at her fingertips, wearing black
Tang Ji in a windbreaker squatted in front of Nicole: "Long time no see."
"The Indestructible Lord of the Dazhai"
"Cough...cough...I knew you would come. Are these people the ones you have been dealing with all these years? The Losas organization?" The old smoker who had been devastated by nicotine all year round was filled with the energy of the tree of life.
Moisturized by the green energy, blood gushed out from the coughing wound again.
"It's almost the same, except they're not that difficult to deal with." Tang Ji glanced at the two corpses in the room, then looked at the corpse at the corner: "Have you encountered a little trouble?"
"It's not really a trouble, it's just my carelessness." Nicole raised the small pistol in her hand: "I left the gun in the trunk and only brought this little toy."
"They are far worse than the people of the Violent Bear Gang." In front of her old colleagues, Nicole refused to lose face: "If you want to eliminate them, count me in!"
"Stay well, this is not your war, at least not now." Tang Ji pressed Nicole's shoulder with one hand, making him unable to even struggle: "I have cleaned the upper floors, and there are still a few more
If there are any medical personnel who survive, go find them and treat the wounds."
"Wait, are you...are you Tangji!?" Gino John exclaimed in a low voice: "Is it really you?"
"If it's true, I will be able to recognize this stinky face ten years from now." Nicole pointed at Tangji and said to John: "If you want an autograph, you may be disappointed, I guess
He can't write."
"Screw you, Nicole, I'm leaving. Time waits for no one." A smile appeared on Tang Ji's lips. Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is undoubtedly the most heart-warming thing.
"Hey, Tang Ji, if I can survive until this emergency is over, can we find a chance to get together?" Nicole shouted to Tang Ji: "There are several of us here."
Tang Ji just waved his hand and did not look back. Given his current situation, this kind of ordinary people's pastime may be destined to miss him.
As Nicole said, these new players are all real rookies, and they are not even as difficult to deal with as the Brutal Bear Gang.
Those strong men from the Bear Gang who are extremely strong, cannot feel pain under the influence of various chemical agents, have an average height of more than two meters, and can use heavy weapons with one hand, have always been the star players of Night City, and Valen
The action team of the Tino Gang, the knights of the Tiger Claw Gang, and the officer corps of the Militia Gang are all known as the traffic kings of Night City.
Every time these elite members of the joint gang are secretly photographed and uploaded to the Internet, they arouse waves of amazement.
In contrast, these new players, who are as stupid as young players, have not yet developed an instinctive avoidance reaction when facing firearms.
For Tang Ji, dealing with these new players is like shooting target, but the real problem is that they are not afraid of death.
For any player, death itself is part of the entire Advent experience, and Tangji cannot make them fear it.
In fact, on the contrary, they became even more excited.
Players have separate contact information. Within two minutes, all the existing players in the hospital knew that there was a very difficult 'BOSS' moving down the sixth floor. Anyone who wanted to try the opponent's quality
Anyone can try it.
As a result, these extremely curious players came to Tang Ji's door one after another for harvest. He brought fifty-four spare bullets, together with the six bullets in the prelude itself, and they were all wiped out in just eight minutes.
Although these little players were fragile and Tang Ji could stab them to death with his fingers, the surprised look in their eyes while enjoying the prelude was almost Tang Ji's only enjoyment in the process.
Sixty-two players, 1,280 contribution points. Tang Ji didn't know what the system's criteria were, but the system obviously judged most players as low-value targets worth 20 points.
Just a few days ago, the price of those pioneers was still at the stage of 50 to 200 points.
This made Tang Ji couldn't help but think that maybe in addition to the strength itself, the fear of him in the hearts of these foreign visitors was also one of the criteria that affected the variables of contribution points.
When these players died, they had no fear at all. They had no respect for anything in this world, including death.
Tang Ji only hoped that there would be hell in their world, so that these souls who could easily go into battle could have a place to bathe themselves in regret.
Tang Ji, who once blocked Nicole and his party, didn't even notice that these unnatural products shaped by the void of supernatural power were the most restrained things by the flame of hatred. They didn't even have time to show up in front of Tang Ji.
It was brushed away by the gray-black flames.
Tang Ji, who was standing at the gate of the hospital, ignored the blood stains and corpses at the gate. This was not his first time in the demonstration city. He had even seen the 'original version' of this city in his dream - the one that existed in the player world.
of black city.
Almost identical except for the height difference, the neatly arranged black buildings, and the same color roads that often make it difficult to distinguish the boundaries. Compared to the city seen in the dream, this city seems a bit monotonous and simple.
It does not have a crystal-like texture, and the current level of human technology is not yet able to achieve that level, but the depressing feeling has already reached a certain scale.
The unclaimed bodies, overturned vehicles and burning debris on the street have become powerful symbols.
In the sky, helicopters of different shapes and rotorcraft kept flying by, and more were drones, some of which were marked with the Walter Group's LOGO.
Like flies, they shifted the camera the moment Tang Ji appeared.
In the footage, Tang Ji raised his middle finger to the sky.
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"As you can see, Tangji is here now, not more than seven kilometers away from us in a straight line." Markarian looked a little restless and jealous: "You and I both know very well that he is a big trouble.
Especially for you, his ability is even more difficult."
"Don't talk like you are innocent. You are the number one target on his list." Envy stroked Greedy's hair with one hand. At this time, the arrogant Greedy was squatting on Envy's sofa like a dog.
Next to him: "I can completely hide and wait for you to decide the winner."
"But we all know that if you are willing to hide, we should not meet here today." Markarian's eyes were full of scrutiny: "You don't want to hide in the corner in obscurity. You are one of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Jealousy, you can't stand anyone being above you, you feel that you are a born ruler, don't you?"
"Am I not?" Envy patted Greedy's head hard: "I now hold the nuclear warhead of the superhuman world, don't you think?"
Even Markarian couldn't help but frown when he saw jealousy constantly slapping greed on the head like a dog.
Although Tang Ji built a villa in the position of the Blazers' number one enemy, they have never given up looking for Greed in order to obtain a stable supply of Greed's blood.
In the countless conflicts between them and Greed, at the expense of the pioneers losing 398 medium and high quality bodies, plus more naturalized families than can be counted on one hand, Greed finally gained less than
One thousand five hundred milliliters of blood.
As an invader, Markarian has no prejudice against the natives of these other worlds. He admires greedy people and will treat them as the best prey, like a medal of merit.
Because without such people, the entire game process would become extremely boring. We have never encountered such a world in the history of the company, and they basically did not bring any meaningful experience to the players. Almost no one
Want to go to those worlds.
But jealousy obviously has no respect for his enemies or targets. In his eyes, the controlled greed is just a tool like other controlled puppets.
Just as he would never release those abandoned puppets, he would also never allow the possibility of greedy consciousness returning to freedom.
"Tangji is indeed a trouble, but I will find a way on my own." Envy shook his head stubbornly: "My bottom line remains unchanged. If you want the blood of greed, you have to give me a ticket."
"You know, in fact, no one has made such a request in other worlds. I once sat at the negotiation table with the gods to discuss this issue like today." Markarian looked at Envy with a smile on his lips.
meaning.
His words turned out to be true, and Envy's breathing quickened instantly.
"What's the result?" he asked impatiently.
"I did sell a few of your so-called boat tickets." Markarian's smile remained unchanged, but jealousy keenly felt that the other party would not agree to his conditions.
"I don't want to directly say that I don't bother to lie to you natives, but the fact is that, whether you are mortals or superhumans, even gods, what you want in the end is nothing but transcendence." Markarian said to
Jealousy said: "If you want to go to our world, you need to reshape your soul by three major committees, erase your memory, and give you a brand new body. To be honest, that you has almost nothing to do with the current you.
"
"No, I insist." Jealousy's voice trembled a little: "I insist on my conditions."
"Sorry, but no." Markarian ruthlessly crushed the jealous hope: "I refuse."