Just two options, without any reference conditions, making people confused?
Ever since he was a child, Ye Han has never been confused by so many exams and countless papers, and he would rather leave them blank, including multiple-choice questions!
A fiber arena wants him to change his outlook on life and worldview?
nonexistent.
Anyway, this is a fiber arena, not a retarded computer game.
If you don't choose a computer game, the dialog box will always be there, and often the game cannot be played. This is not the case in Fiber Arena.
As long as you don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder and don't look at the tablet interface, you can do whatever you want.
Therefore, the system persisted in reporting errors, and he persisted in having an awkward chat with Jiuyi.
Normal people know that Ye Han is not good at chatting... Throughout the first half of his life, he spent more time chatting than he ate.
Then why bother talking again?
Because the existence of Ninety-One disrupted his original plan.
The original plan was to mass-produce and spread graphene flakes with long slits. The graphene flakes are attracted by the magnetic field of the circuit in the cell and will naturally absorb, accumulate static electricity and heat, and cause a large-area short circuit.
It's like when the trial closes and forces the car chasing soldiers to stop.
By then, he can take advantage of the chaos and sneak out.
However, these monitors are equipped with brains and are living human beings.
If you use graphite bombs, while destroying the circuit, it will most likely cause them to lose their support and die.
Although Ye Han's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, after all, he is not antisocial, still missing by 0.05.
Now that you know it, you can't ignore it.
The original plan didn't work, so the new plan fell on Jiuyi.
"Ninety-one, do you...recognize the other people, uh, monitors?"
Although these monitors don't look like humans at all, since they all have brains, they can be considered machines...humans, right?
I think we usually communicate with each other, whether we are close or distant...
One Ninety-One can help him cover up unusual movements. If there are more Ninety-Ones, then jailbreak will not be a problem.
It's a good idea, but it's a pity that he forgot his emotional intelligence.
When I was getting entangled with Nine Eleven and making slow progress, suddenly, the tablet interface that persistently reported errors turned red, accompanied by a big bloody prompt.
[Confirm that the player has given up choosing a camp!]
[Confirm that the player has given up choosing a camp!]
[If you give up choosing a camp, you will receive a higher level of settlement reward, but players please note that not having a camp will also cause the difficulty of the task to skyrocket...]
【Amitabha, please ask for blessings~】
What a surprise!
If there is such a rule, should it be said in advance? What does it mean to leave it behind? Ye Han couldn't help but curse.
With a poor emotional intelligence of 40-1, he did not realize that this was purely a certain existence's revenge because he continued to ignore reminders and took fruit...
"Tap, tap, tap..." Just as the warning disappeared, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from the end of the corridor, approaching quickly.
Waiting for Ye Han to make a move...
He couldn't do anything.
The guards here are well-equipped with weapons and armor, and there were so many players making noise together without causing any waves. Ye Han didn't feel that he was stronger than everyone else combined because he was unprepared.
No reaction is the best reaction at this time.
After all, those who reacted were all tied up like pigs.
In a blink of an eye, footsteps came to the door, "Swipe! Click!" The door was opened and a group of guards walked in.
"Is this the guy who won the lottery today?"
"My name is Ye Han, height 179, weight 72...as thin as a hemp pole, no mutation, no superpowers..."
Among a group of guards, there were two people whose clothes and aura were completely different from those of ordinary soldiers.
Others have white armor, and their armors are edged with green; others have round helmets, and theirs have an extra brim; others are thick and heavy, while theirs are very slim.
Looking down at the information, one of them frowned: "How could such a guy be selected? There is no suspense..."
Another person scanned the room cautiously, sniffed, smelled something special, and raised his eyebrows: "A dog that bites doesn't bark. This might really bring surprises!"
"The Sky Council makes no mistakes."
"Long live the Sky Parliament!"
Upon hearing the latter sentence, a group of soldiers immediately stood up, saluted, and shouted slogans, which made the glass house buzz and reverberate.
Ye Han, who was asleep, didn't dare to say anything or ask. Suddenly, his body felt cold, the quilt was lifted up, and he was lifted up completely.
The wet mattress was instantly exposed.
The person who spoke first finally understood what the latter person meant: "He really has some skills. That's all right, it's him, take him away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two needles were inserted into Ye Han's neck.
Before he had time to react, Ye Han felt that the world was spinning, his consciousness began to sink, and the world quickly darkened.
Before he fell freely to the ground and the world was completely dark, he vaguely heard: "The dropper was damaged and I didn't notice it. The surveillance in this room is also useless. Take it away together!"
"yes!"
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Being dragged by two people on their shoulders, Ye Han was like a puppet without strings, sliding out of the cell without touching his feet.
Corridors, stairs, turns...
Passing through the rows of glass houses all the way out, it attracted everyone from above, below, left and right, so I still kept my eyes clear.
Ye Han? What happened to him? Why was he dragged away?
One of them is the heroine and former heroine who has a box office of 6 billion.
Facing the direction of Zhuang Wei, who was also awake, she gestured with the sign language symbols used when she was unable to communicate with her voice or team channel.
φ(◎ロ◎;)φ
They entered as a team, but the system doesn't care whether they are in a team or not.
Four people may be assigned to a game, maybe 31, 22, maybe 211, or even 1111. In short, there are all possibilities.
The only advantage of forming a team is that if you enter the field at the same time, the probability of being grouped together is higher.
But this time, I was lucky. The main reason was that the mission was relatively large and accommodated more contestants. It was visually estimated that it was far more than the 100 players in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.
Zhuang Wei lay on the bed, not daring to make any big moves.
His insight is only 87, not yet 90, but his ten-year police career has given him extraordinary intuition for certain situations, such as... surveillance.
There is surveillance in the house, don't act so big!
He really wanted to tell Su Xingmou this with gestures, but he didn't dare...
Su Xingmou was ignorant and fearless and continued to gesture.
Zhuang Wei didn't dare to move, and Gao Yiben, who was across the aisle from him, didn't dare to move. He gestured: What's going on? What's going on?
(*°°*)
He was across the aisle and didn't see Ye Han being dragged away.
"Didi..." Suddenly the alarm sounded in the house.
"Tap tap tap..." The sound of neat footsteps approaching quickly.
Gao Yiben: (￣口￣)!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Xingmou quickly returned to the bed. The quilt covered her face, but she saw nothing and nothing happened.
But the sound of the monitor in her room is still echoing and has not subsided: "Someone is coming, little sister, please go back to bed!"
The charm is 98, so there is no need for IQ reasoning or insight and intuition, the siren can be directly licked.