Volume 8 The Pale Womb has been emptied
K.O!!!
The stereoscopic projector typed out two large letters, and the lights dimmed suddenly, followed by cheers, screams and whistles.
βYeahοΌKen!!!!!!!!!β
βYouβdaοΌοΌοΌManοΌοΌοΌοΌοΌοΌοΌοΌβ
βOwned!!!!!β
βPureοΌοΌοΌPwnageοΌBroοΌοΌοΌβ
Blacks, whites, and Asians cheered together, but the black-haired teenager in a closed virtual fighting room only puffed out his mouth and let out a long breath after removing the transmitters from all over his body, frowning at the door of the fighting room, as if he was reluctant to go out and accept the enthusiasm of the fans.
He just wanted to take the money and leave, because he didn't pay much attention to the victory.
First of all, he didn't have much interest in this virtual fighting KOF-Next-Age, which didn't require real strength and only needed moves, and he only came to participate to subsidize the family, after all, the family life was difficult, and he had to provide for his younger brother to go to school; After his father Chen Xiangming smuggled here, life has not been so smooth.
Secondly, he felt that he was really a bit invincible, although his fans thought that it was the result of his learning Chinese kung fu, although he himself did not deny it, but that was not the real reason after all.
He has a secret.
After shaking his head, the black-haired boy who finally stopped thinking pushed open the door and walked out, and after a fake strong smile on his face, he raised his hand to greet the fans, and then announced the news that he would participate in the 27th World Virtual Fighting Championship according to the sponsor's arrangement, and after getting a cheer that could knock through the floor, he finally waved his hand and walked backstage.
Backstage, after a brief chat with the sponsor, he took the prize money and prepared to go home.
Walking out of the building, the big screen outside was still playing the fight scene he had just had, and after he looked up, he immediately raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, smiling bitterly.
He had a secret, a secret that only he knew for 16 years, and that was that the world was different from others in his eyes; The movie, which was very interesting in the eyes of his family, became a slow motion like a snail crawling in his eyes; The cartoon that the younger brother watched very happily turned into a clumsy picture book turning the pages in his eyes.
Yes, his eyes were like controllers that could adjust the speed of the projection, but the speed was permanently fixed on slow motion, and although the situation gradually improved as he got older, he could still rely on this thing that he didn't know whether to call it a talent or a curse, and "predict" his opponent's attack, so as to win the virtual fighting game that he couldn't have won.
It will be fine in two years, the black-haired boy thought like this, reversed the bank card that had just been put some money in, and hummed a little song, It's okay to make a pork chop with tomato sauce today.
But as he walked, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then he was dizzy, snapped and fell to the ground, and the passers-by next to him rushed over screaming, and someone called 911.
A few hours later, the black-haired young man woke up in the hospital, and when his mouth was dry and dizzy, he stood up and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
This should not be an ordinary hospital, at least an ordinary hospital would not put a person who fainted on the street in a separate room that looked solid and transparent, and he was sure that a normal hospital would not have a group of bodyguards who looked very strong to surround him like an iron bucket.
There wouldn't be a nice hot girl in a suit who would make him blush in an ordinary hospital, and not in this age of high unemployment.
However, the precocious boy's temperament made him focus on the girl's boobs --------- which girl's breasts were on the nameplate of the girl's boobs after looking around and the girl for a few seconds.
"We're looking for you something, but before that, let me introduce myself, my name is Ada. Fantine, I represent a will of this country," the blonde Ida smiled and shifted a few times as she sat down in front of the dark-haired boy, "a will that does not allow you to refuse, do you know why you can't?" β
"I don't know."
"Because in this age when God is going to Las Vegas on vacation and not on duty, you don't even have the object to pray to, that's why, you have the gift of having a group of interests that run this country and something that this country needs, you know what I'm talking about?" Ada said, gesturing to her eyes.
He should have known that his secret had been exposed, the black-haired boy smiled bitterly.
"Like I said, the god of this country went on vacation to Las Vegas, so we have an advantage and a disadvantage, usually our advantage allows us to dominate the world, but now our disadvantage embarrasses us, and that's where you come into play, you pray to God, don't you, three times a day?" Ida. Fantine pulled out a lady's cigarette and lit it.
"You guys really know it."
"Of course, we have found out clearly, in a country where interests drive almost everything, efficiency is an easy word to achieve, especially in this era, and this is what I am going to say, your contribution will not go unpaid, you don't have a billion citizens behind you, but you have your family behind you, a document signed by the federal chief judge and the president, and 30 million dollars, of course, 3 green cards and a real estate certificate." Ada placed a rare paper document bag on the hospital bed.
The black-haired boy picked up the file bag, opened it, and quietly looked through the contents for a while, and after reading it, he looked at the judge standing behind Ada, wearing a different nameplate.
After a long while, the brunette boy put down his file bag.
"You are bold, calm, decisive, and now you need to have one more quality, determination; The world is not free, in fact, this era is more realistic than ever, you read the documents, you know what else your family will get, so in order to get it, you have to pay some labor and price, your answer is? β
"I'll participate."
"Wise and solid choice, now we have some paperwork to do," Ida nodded, "You all come in." β
Outside the door, three people who couldn't tell if they were doctors or scientists walked in.
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A few hours later, when the sun went down, it seemed that the matter had finally come to an end, and there were only three people left in the room again.
"One last thing, we need a name."
"Don't you think it's ironic that the name is the last thing you need, the least important."
"There, it's going to be a new beginning, you could say it's a new world."
"That's it, Sarah. Cecil, like this judge. β
"I'm not against it, so I'll see you tomorrow."
Ida. After saying goodbye to the boy, Fantine walked out of the hospital with the federal justice's assistant, and when the two were separated, Ida suddenly took the document and tore it to shreds.
"This is a signed federal legal document!!!"
"God is all going to Las Vegas, what nonsense are you talking about, remember, you just need to know what you need to know, and you don't need to know everything now."
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