The pre-selection test was not broadcast live, so there was no news. Anyway, not many people knew about Jun Ling blowing up the machine with one punch.
But everyone in the Longdu family can see it clearly, especially Mr. Kong Kong. He is really empty and lonely now. He no longer has any thoughts of flirting with girls. The husband and followers of this generation are all monsters.
Monster, no need to think about this match point, he must have advanced.
Sure enough, after six long hours of waiting, the staff had already announced the top ten rankings of Match Point. The announcements were naturally numbers, not IDs. Ding Meng's No. 32398986455 was impressively listed, ranking second.
Jun Ling is in first place, and the score given by the system is 100 million points. Because the upper limit of the boxing machine's load capacity is 100 million points, the system defaults to first place. The top four at this match point are Jun Ling, Ding Meng, and Lu
The four of them, Qing Qing and Dai Yi, didn't meet anyone who was more powerful. As for Si Yan and Mao Zi, they had no choice but to compete in the ring.
After the pre-selection, Ding Meng and others went offline, but Ding Meng did not leave the induction cabin, because the carnival also has an official virtual forum on the International Space Network. Judging from the information provided by the forum, today is the first day of the pre-selection stage.
Nearly half of the players were eliminated with 50 billion. This number is worth pondering.
At least let Queen Xianyuan and the leader of the Frog Clan see that the units of combat-effective warrior-level energy users in the federal empire are in the tens of billions. This is a very scary data. In other words, they can be looted like they were a hundred years ago.
If the Devouring World War happens again, the Devouring World and the Frogman Nation won't have much chance of winning.
In the preliminary selection of tens of thousands of match points in Star Wars City, almost most of the test points have exploded machines. This proves that there are thousands of warrior-level masters, which is very powerful.
The next day's competition also started early in the morning. This stage is called the Road to Survival. According to the official explanation, a large number of contestants will be eliminated. The rules are very simple. Those who survive the stipulated twelve hours are the winners.
During this period, you have to avoid all attacks, even attacks from other players.
Road to Survival started on time at 9:00 a.m., and all contestants were teleported to the designated map. Each player will receive a weapon randomly distributed by the system. There are no restrictions on the use of weapons.
When Ding Meng opened his eyes after being teleported into the map, he felt as if he had returned to the Medi Star. The surrounding terrain was all bare gray and black stone mountains. He seemed to be standing on a very high mountain peak.
It is a terrain of criss-crossing ravines, with stone fields in the distance.
Looking up at the sky, the sky is actually bright. You can see with the naked eye a golden star and a dark gray star on the east and west sides, occupying almost half of the sky. You must be on a brand new planet.
But what surprised Ding Meng the most was that he seemed to be the only one in this area, and no other players could be seen at all. He seemed to have realized that the system determined the position based on the strength of each player evaluated in the pre-selection stage?
I opened the anti-gravity backpack and took a look. There was only a women's photoelectric pistol inside. The system defaulted to unlimited energy. This is a stupid thing.
But there are a lot of system prompts in the field of view. For example, there are 237 people outside the venue who have paid to watch their third-person perspective. This is equivalent to being a host, broadcasting the road of survival for everyone. It is obvious that these 237 people are definitely
The top management and employees of Bingyi Group.
His guess was absolutely correct. At this moment, Lan Bing and others in the conference room were looking at him and laughing.
"Ding Meng is so lucky, isn't he? He was actually sent to no man's land!" Liang Yiran seemed very happy and had no other purpose. She and Du Mo placed a heavy bet on Ding Meng.
"Don't be too happy too early. Based on my past understanding of the officialdom, Fengyunhui's competitions have never been so easy to pass." Ji Chenxue explained lightly, "Ding Meng being transported to a place like this may not necessarily be better than those who
Places with large crowds are safe.”
Lan Bing flipped the light screen and brought up another paid lock lens, but it showed a different scene. In a lush dense forest, countless players were killing each other, and Si Yan and Mao Zi were squatting together.
Smoking on a big tree, there are all kinds of players fighting below, various sources of power are filling the air, various martial arts are flying, and there are blazing fires and billowing smoke everywhere in the forest.
"Stop jerking off, let's find a safe place to hide!" Maozi felt a little guilty. Although there were some shrimp characters around him, he still understood the truth that ants would kill an elephant.
But the four eyes were twitching happily: "Why panic? The most dangerous place is the safest. Let's watch the drama slowly. How popular is my online live broadcast? What, there are only 32 people, and they are all grown up by labor and management.
Ugly?"
Mao Zi said: "Then let's wait until our popularity reaches 100 before we leave..."
His two ideas are exactly the same as Ding Meng's. How can ordinary players threaten Ding Meng's safety? Ding Meng is thinking about how to increase the popularity of his company, so he must take advantage of this paid live broadcast model.
But this place is deserted, how can he attract others to pay attention to him? After thinking about it, how about singing a song, and then the first sentence he spoke made Lan Bing and the others laugh: "Ah, Long Lei, Long Lei, ah.
Long tired, long tired..."
Lan Bing even spent money to leave an anonymous message in his vision interface: "What kind of nonsense song did you sing?"
An audience member actually left a message, but Ding Meng was dissatisfied and argued: "This is a song."
Liang Yiran smiled: "It is indeed a song, the name is "lonely", what he sang is i am lonely lonely lonely..."
Lan Bing and Ji Chenxue laughed so hard that they couldn't even stand up straight, and Ding Meng's singing voice was like a donkey braying.
Ding Meng was helpless. After sitting for half an hour, he finally felt someone coming from the mountainside behind him, and there was more than one breath.
When he ran to the big rock behind and took a look, Ding Meng's eyes suddenly widened. This was a team of more than thirty people. Although some of them had decent auras, most of them were at the War Lord level, and this one
The cool thing about the team is that they don't seem to be fighting, because there are more than thirty people surrounding a beautiful woman who is going up the mountain.
This beauty has the aura of a standard junior war master. She is dressed up in a fancy dress and wears a floral dress. She looks as fragile as she is. Someone is helping her up the mountain.
Damn, are you here to participate in the Road to Survival?
The beauty's ID also shines on the top of her head, which is particularly eye-catching: "Hualian Entertainment-Vivian!"
Co-author: Is this a star of an entertainment company? This place was specially chosen for promotion?
At this time, a bodyguard of a man in a suit rushed up to the big stone. The boss of this guy pointed at Ding Meng's nose rudely: "Boy, don't say I didn't warn you, get out of the way quickly, Sister Wei will be here soon."
Come on, don’t stay here and go have some fun."
In fact, this place is quite good. It is an open space on the top of a mountain, surrounded by huge gray rocks as shelters. The view is wide and you can overlook places far away.
Although the bodyguard's attitude was rude, he did not do anything rough and direct, so Ding Meng just said "Oh" lightly. Of course, he was more curious about what these guys were doing here.
Soon he saw it. After the group of people came up, they took out large and small boxes from their backpacks, took out various equipment to build a simple stage, and then moved out various musical instruments. It seemed that they were going to hold a concert.
ah.
As expected, Vivian stood on the stage, holding a microphone and waving to the vast gray field: "Hello, dear friends, I am honored to participate in the carnival today. On this special day, I will dedicate a song "
"Ode to Joy"..."
Ding Meng's eyes widened again. Why the hell didn't I think of such a sexy way? Hold a concert here to increase your popularity.
"My parents have told me since I was a child that Huangmei Opera is not very easy to sing. I imitate the figure of an adult and realize my wish. Faced with this consideration of love, Feng Suzhen is my role model. The story of the female consort has accompanied me as I grow up.
Where is my young master..."
Vivian was really singing and dancing on the stage, and the atmosphere was really joyful.
Ding Meng searched for Vivian's name in the control panel, and sure enough, her audience actually numbered 31,444. Compared to his own audience of 237, it was indeed not at the same level.
Suddenly, Ding Meng felt a little warm. He looked back at the towering mountain behind him. The mountain looked like a straight chimney. He didn't know whether it was the mountain that was faintly heating up or the atmosphere of Vivian's performance.
hot.
After Vivian sang four or five songs in a row, Ding Meng suddenly found that a large number of viewers had flooded into his popularity system, and they all left messages:
"My little brother is so lucky to be able to listen to the goddess singing live."
"Brother, can you do me a favor and ask the goddess to sing a new legend of White Snake? How much is your address book? I will pay you."
"I find that watching the goddess from my little brother's third perspective is more beautiful. Does anyone feel any pain?"
"How does it hurt? Did you get stabbed in the anus upstairs?"
"Mother Cao Nima stabbed your father and stabbed your whole family..."
…
Ding Meng's vision panel was also noisy for a while, but now the popularity soared to 889 people. He drooped his eyelids and said nothing, just trying to keep up with the popularity.
Maybe his behavior was also noticed, and the bodyguard came to chase him away again: "Hey, didn't I tell you to leave? Why are you staying here and not leaving?"
Ding Meng decided to ride the heat to the end: "Haha, big brother, this place is safe. Besides, the goddess sings beautifully. Can you let me listen to it? I am the only one here now. Can it be convenient for you?"
The barrage on the vision panel was also filled with supportive voices:
"Yes, please let me stay a little longer. He is the only audience at the scene."
"Sister Wei is famous for her love of fans, don't chase little brother!"
"Let me check what the little brother's ID is and what's the number?"
"Upstairs, my little brother is asking me to poke the anus in your house."
"You don't have chrysanthemums and your whole family doesn't have chrysanthemums. Are you satisfied this time?"
…
Probably because the fans were too enthusiastic, the bodyguard did not take action in the end and retreated angrily to the side of the stage, and the concert continued.
At this time, another enthusiastic audience left a message on the barrage: "It's not good, it's not good, the army will arrive on the battlefield in thirty minutes, everyone, run away."
"What are you arguing about here? What kind of army?"
"Silly old fool, I have opened several paid accounts. If someone calls me over there, why don't you just run away and wait for death..."
Ding Meng thought, this live broadcast panel can be used to collect information about other players and places.
