"Yes, VR is the abbreviation of virtual reality. Although this situation is unbelievable, but in a world where every brick has the word VR written on it and there is no living person except the player, what else is possible?
?Think about those traces that seem to have been used just now..."
After staying for a moment, Xiaoyu said with a tearful smile: "You're so weird. Every time you want to show off or be mean to someone, you like to call yourself Yizi. How can anyone talk like that now..." As he said that, he couldn't help but let go.
Tears flowed out: "But, what if you are wrong... what if..."
Xiaoyu couldn't talk any more. The musician in his arms, who was as wise as a demon and who risked his life and never forgot his smile, was no longer breathing.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud explosion on the ninth floor of the target building. Two consecutive explosions sounded in a very short period of time, sounding like one. The explosion was so violent that everyone in the red team, which was blocked by buildings half a street away, felt as if they were on a battlefield.
In the corridor on the ninth floor, Tianxin pressed her heart-shaped Lamarck badge with joy and said: "The regimental deputy really has a clever plan. The system prompts that the mission is completed! Well... Fortunately, the middle scorer is an idiot. What if he had been hiding inside?
If we press it, we will suffer a big loss."
"You underestimate my skills. When the time comes, he will explode if he doesn't press it."
"But the score was only 46%. Why did the other group also get a score of 43%? We discovered the goal alone. Could it be that this is actually a competitive game? We split the total score equally.
?" Fatty frowned, put his palm into his collar, and pressed his big steak-shaped badge.
Shi Xueshen also frowned: "No, this game itself is not difficult, but it is definitely not easy to reach our level. Whether it is our side or the musicians' side, the progress made can be replaced by a hundred teams."
It would be nice to achieve one.
Here! The system is announced. This is the first stage of a C-type team cooperation game...? What does this mean? I have never heard of such a situation even in the domain?"
"Anyway, I don't like this method of handling it," Artest frowned for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "It's not like we don't have enough strength. We need to get rid of those who are not of good quality and cannot be trusted.
Newcomers, just kill them openly. If you lie to him and say that the bomb is delayed, it makes me feel like we are... very weak."
Before he finished speaking, the teleportation came.
No matter the pensive Shi Xueshen, the joyful sweetheart, the breathless Qu Yun, the crying Xiao Yu, Zhen Huiqi with only half of his legs, the lingering Ren Mianshuang, and even the broken bodies of the middle-parted man and Kang Sini all over the ground.
Disappeared completely in an instant.
The bloodstains, shattered glass, and burning ruins caused by the game were all restored to their original state in an instant, as clean as if no one had ever visited this world.
…
In a pure white square room the size of the opera house, there are a pair of twin sisters, an old man with a long beard, a clean male white-collar worker, a bad girl, an ordinary-looking female college student, a sturdy man, and a
lanky man;
Facing a girl in a sailor uniform, a noble mature woman, a sexy young woman, a pretty boy, a girl with glasses, and an old gentleman holding a cane. Fourteen people opened their eyes at the same time, looking at each other and observing the strangers.
environment of.
The white room is not small, but everyone is not sitting around on the ground, but each is trapped in a spherical transparent bubble.
Each bubble floats in the air and moves slowly and irregularly, with an identical set of tables and chairs hovering inside each bubble. Because the bubbles occupy a certain space and are still moving, the entire white room of the opera house does not look like it.
open.
"You bastard musician! How dare you kill me! I trust you so much. You should have known there was a bomb in the office cubicle! That's for sure!" Everyone stared in shock as the bearded old man slapped the ground and jumped up. They didn't know.
He scolded whoever he was talking about.
After cursing for a while, he didn't know whether it was because he had lost his temper or because he found that he was surrounded by unfamiliar faces. The old man stopped panting, stared at everyone and said: "What are you looking at? I was killed by my companion in the last fight. Tell me.
You guys, this is a place called Lamarck Game, where you perform game missions, and if you don’t die, you can become Superman... No, why didn’t I become Superman?”
The old man muttered, and the tall and thin man suddenly took out a pistol that no one had seen before and shot the old man violently. The old man with a long beard was so frightened that he fell to the ground and twisted his waist.
The bullets failed to penetrate the tall and thin man's bubble, and ricocheted around inside. One of them even grazed the tall and thin man's eye socket, leaving a line of blood, but the tall and thin man's eyes were not even covered.
Didn't even blink.
Everyone's eyes were getting weirder, but no one paid attention to the old man and the tall and thin man. The killer young woman and the noble mature woman looked confused. The twin sisters looked around suspiciously, but the delinquent girl and the girl with glasses lowered their heads in thought.
.
-, la-solmi--
Suddenly, a low string string sound sounded out of thin air, and Qu Yun immediately recognized that it was Verdi's Requiem Mass. Then there was no chorus part, replaced by a soft and sweet female voice: "The second stage of the game, b
The team-like competition mode is now open."
Following the sound, a piece of holographic text was displayed in the center of the room. The way it was displayed was magical. From any angle, the text was facing them. The way it was displayed and the font made Qu Yun and Ren Mianshuang feel familiar.
feel.
Three soldiers defeated the handsome game (type B team competition type)
Participants (in parentheses are the winning score proportion coefficients): red team (150%), white team (100%), blue team (75%). The participant groups will inherit the division of the first stage.
Victory conditions: 1. Kill all non-own team members and your team wins. 2. Hide. 3. When the number of people on one team is greater than the sum of the other two teams, the team wins.
Game flow: Each round is divided into three rounds.
Round 1 is the explanation. Each person must make a statement of more than three sentences within three minutes in each round, in a random order by the system. Failure to complete or violation of rules will be deemed as voting for oneself in the third round of voting.
Round 2 is a question and answer session. Each person can communicate alone with a person designated by him/her for one minute under the condition that his/her identity is absolutely hidden. Rejection of communication requests from others will be deemed as voting for oneself in the third round of voting.
Round 3 is voting. Within thirty seconds, everyone votes for the person they want to kill according to their own ideas. If it expires, it will be regarded as voting for themselves. The candidate with the highest number of votes will die.
The game continues to cycle in rounds. If there is a tie, the cycle will be repeated until a winner emerges or all candidates die. Note that this game has no upper limit.
Victory reward: 1. The winning team will receive a base number of 150 multiplied by the remaining number of people in the team multiplied by two, and finally multiplied by the team difficulty proportional coefficient of reward points. 2. Hide.
Everyone was surprised. What was surprising was not the cruelty of the rules, nor the dual game mode that they had never seen before, but the sound of the rules being read aloud along with the text. Some people only thought it was familiar, while others accurately judged that this