0083 Chapter 3 The Road to the Conspiracy and the Zero-Sum Game Conspiracy Chapter 1
Small space, hard floor.
Qu Yun opened her eyes and felt pain all over her body.
Although she was squeezed, she got up first and looked around. She found Zhen Huiqi, um, with sound limbs. It seemed that the Lamarck system's treatment service for players was at least reliable.
Obviously, this game is just like the previous game, everyone is jammed together.
The so-called "all the people" include Ren Mianshuang, Zhen Huiqi, and Zhi Weiquan from Qu Yun's group, as well as ten new faces.
Some of these people were frightened and confused, and were obviously newcomers to the game; others included guys who clearly could not be newcomers just from their body shape, unless the odds were such that the Mr. Bodybuilder of the World happened to be included in Misha's world in this game.
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Since these people are all players, then according to the information Misha said: there are only three teams in the world, and the strategy group with the largest number of people only has ten people. It is unlikely that there will be more participants in this game.
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It seems that the players will not be divided into two teams that have no contact with each other like the last game. Therefore, this game is likely to be a cooperative type. Thinking about this, Qu Yun couldn't help but curl her lips.
The so-called congestion is because this damn place is really narrow. Fourteen people were packed into the carriage like sardine cans and sat in two rows facing each other.
Judging from the furnishings and the sounds, it looked very much like the interior of an armored personnel carrier. Indeed, the camouflage uniforms worn by each other also confirmed this assumption.
I couldn't see the outside, but I could feel that the car was driving very fast and cornering hard. It seemed like it was on its way to some urgent destination.
It was probably the time difference between turning on the phone and waking up that caused Qu Yun to fall from her seat to the ground.
Interestingly, if you look closely, you will find that the epaulets and corners of the bulletproof vests of the fourteen people crowded in the carriage are painted in three different colors, white, blue and red.
It was as if three combat teams with different formations were jointly performing a mission. Qu Yun and a few acquaintances were all in white; the four people who were obviously newcomers were all in red.
And that guy with muscles like Toguro Rodi; a middle school student with glasses and a relaxed expression; a short fat guy who has obviously strengthened his muscles, but is still covered by fat; a half-year-old guy with light pink hair who blows bubble gum.
The four girls are wearing blue clothes.
Interestingly, there is a young man with a middle parted hair also wearing blue.
However, he did not see the calm look of other veteran players. Instead, he looked around wildly, trying desperately to hide his nervousness.
At least it seems that he doesn't know the other four "same team" players.
Sure enough, it was this middle-parted man who spoke first:
"Excuse me, do you know what is going on?"
He seemed to have noticed the color of the body armor, and asked the bodybuilder who looked the most reliable in the same color. He tried his best to sound calm, but experienced people would be able to detect that there was something uncontrollable in it.
Trembling slightly.
Following the middle-parted man's question, the other newcomers in red camouflage also turned their attention to the bodybuilder. However, he was chatting quietly with the pink girl on the same team, and didn't pay attention to the others at all.
In the red team, an aunt in her forties or fifties suddenly became anxious. She pointed at the bodybuilder and cursed: "I said you are deaf? I am asking you a question! Do you look down on people?"
The bodybuilder frowned slightly and glared over with a stern look. To be honest, the bodybuilder obviously didn't have much anger, but the outline of the tight T-shirt that was about to burst still made almost all the newcomers shudder inadvertently.
The shrew aunt became honest all of a sudden, and then she felt a sense of shame and anger. She was so angry at her own gaffe that she rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush forward to take action.
Several newcomers on the side were frightened and rushed to pull him away.
A pair of twins, who looked not much older than the four-eyed students, held the aunt on the left and right. The two and a half boys, who seemed to have only a few kilograms of flesh, were surprisingly strong.
The aunt tried her best to break free several times, but she was so angry that she wanted to beat the two brothers, but she was held down tightly and could not move.
In the end, the female college student who was squeezed behind the two brothers patted them to let go. She said to the aunt: "Sister, please calm down first. No one knows what is going on now. I understand you are anxious. But look
He's a big and powerful man, and if he really takes action, we won't be able to get any advantage."
She raised her head again and faced the bodybuilder who looked over coldly: "Brother, don't mind. I believe you are not a bad person, but you just don't like talking to strangers."
This girl is quite interesting, as the saying goes, don't hit anyone with a smiling face. Under the public gaze, no matter how angry the shrew is, or even if the bodybuilder is really not a good person, it's hard to get angry anymore.
Of course, the bodybuilder is definitely not a good person. In Lamarck's game, good people are already dead.
"Then what do you think we should do?" The middle-aged aunt was not ready to take action, but she still said angrily.
The female college student then comforted her: "With so many people here, there must be some who are calm and easy to talk to. Why don't we ask everyone for their opinions?" As she said this, she looked around and her eyes fell on Qu Yun.
Of course, it was just a simple look. I didn’t ask any more questions, but the meaning had already been conveyed.
Qu Yun caressed her ankle.
Interestingly, not only did I not know the rules, but this time Misha couldn’t even tell me the type of game.
However, since she speculated that it was a team game, Qu Yun felt that there was no need to hide it anymore.
She knew that she was facing an old team that had cooperated for a long time, and the team she was in... It was still an old team. Apart from the two newcomers, there was only one Zhi Weiquan who was waiting to stab her in the back.
Well, this guy actually made it out alive. It seems that no veteran player can take it lightly.
When playing with so many people, experienced people often choose to hide behind and observe the reactions of other strangers. However, for Qu Yun, making suggestions to establish an image while paying attention to everyone's behavior is her favorite challenging gameplay.
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Covering up is only necessary when faced with the danger of competition. Covering oneself is equivalent to giving up the initiative. Which of the two is more valuable needs to be analyzed based on the specific situation.
Unlike most veteran players who like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, in the current situation, Qu Yun believes that jumping out to compete for the right to speak from newcomers who do not know the truth is a favorable choice. This is of course caused by her blind confidence and informality.
The reason for her style of doing things, but actually she also has her own reasons.
Even if you can't compete with a large team of veteran players, you must at least make them aware of their value in cooperative games. This way you can avoid being eliminated from the decision-making core because of your low combat effectiveness and being considered useless by them, or even being forced to serve as the decision-making core.
cannon fodder.
When getting along with strangers, it is extremely important to be the first to jump out and impress others, and how to express yourself. Unfortunately, most people do not know this, or do so due to laziness or timidity.
I have missed so many opportunities to practice that I have no chance to improve in this way in my life.