What is it like to know that there is no one behind you before, and suddenly someone is close to your back and speaks in a low voice? For us who live in peace and tranquility, this may only represent a kind of terror, at most it is only a cold sweat and a sudden shrinkage, but the people here are far away from peace and tranquility. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo, little brother, how do you feel? Do you like it here? ”

Cheng Hao has been honestly hiding in the shelter some time ago, although his freedom is restricted compared to the past, but the safety that Cheng Hao values most is still guaranteed, and this is enough. Later, when he heard that many shelters had been destroyed by the strange things that the monsters had said, the shelter he was staying in was unharmed, and he thought he had finally been transferred.

Unfortunately, within two days, he heard the news of the resumption of the "rematch", and then, once again, he was teleported, and when he saw the pesky player who forcibly pulled him into the match, he knew that he would probably never be able to live the peaceful life he longed for.

And when that reckless fool stepped on a pit in a cave-like room on the first day, and was poked into strings of spikes, Cheng Hao didn't have the slightest sympathy, if he really wanted to say that the player's death had any impact on him, it just made him feel lucky, and he could act according to his ideas.

He spent three hours analyzing the pattern of scene changes, and then succeeded in finding it by chance. Then, after the first twenty-four hours, Cheng Hao had cautiously passed through several rooms with very dangerous traps, opened a large distance from the main body of the contestants, and luckily found a corridor that looked like a dead end, and hid at the end of it.

When he woke up from a nap, he was pleasantly surprised to find that no one had come to him. Thinking that as long as he can survive until the end of the rematch, he can return to the shelter alive, and then he has been eliminated and will never have to be involved in these inexplicable dangerous things again, he has not smiled for a long time, and he rarely whistled.

But at this moment, the voice of a stranger sounded behind him—to him, whoever it was, it was as terrible as a ghost. At this moment, he did two things, rolling forward to distance himself from the person behind him, while shooting continuously with his gun at the source of the sound.

He wasn't a military enthusiast, and he wasn't interested in the combination of numbers and letters that the fat man who sold him a gun said. It was only out of a deep understanding of his not so good physical abilities that he made a special emphasis on the fat man and bought a fully automatic pistol, that is, a submachine pistol.

He never had a chance to try the power of this thing in the shelter, and even if he made it to the semi-finals, he was a pacifist who would not take the initiative to provoke, so it was only now that he deeply realized what the so-called "recoil" was, and how important it was to have a correct shooting position.

Cheng Hao, who had not undergone special training, now felt that his right hand that fired the gun was about to be abolished. The moment he pulled the trigger, he shook his nerves with a loud sound and pain, and his hand held on to the trigger - not surprisingly, he had bought a fully automatic pistol for this purpose. But the recoil of the successive shots would dislocate his bent hands and arms, swell his wrists, and lose control of the pistol, causing the last three bullets to hit him in the left shoulder, which he could not have imagined.

In any case, it is enough to be able to kill the enemy. According to Cheng Hao's estimate, although the string of bullets just now floated to an unknown place, at least eight or nine of them hit the tease who suddenly spoke scarily behind others, and they were scattered in different places all over the body, even if none of them hit the vital point, they should have caused a lot of damage.

So Cheng Hao cautiously turned his head and saw the robe that wrapped his whole body and completely covered his face and only revealed an eye that didn't know why it was on fire, if these equipment were not just worn by him to cover his wounds, then Cheng Hao had to regretfully admit that the shuttle bullet just now probably didn't hit - or, it didn't work at all.

"Mauser submachine pistols, legendary box guns, where did you get your antiques? Good stuff. The strange man leaned over the mask with great interest, and his eyes with golden flames shone on Cheng Hao's eyes, but now that even the gun was useless, Cheng Hao could only listen to him silently, "It's just refurbished." You don't even know the box gun, do you? ”

"......" Cheng Hao was glad that the other party could talk nonsense like this, at least he could live a few more seconds, but he had nothing to say.

The strange man - after carefully studying the two-color ball for a while, he stretched: "But I have only seen the picture, not the real thing." After all, I'm a semi-military nerd at best. As rumored, the design of this thing is not suitable for normal gun position, and because the muzzle of the gun is so high, it is only worth a submachine pistol when strafing an enemy. ”

Cheng Hao was stunned for a moment, probably understood what the two-color ball was going to say, and nodded: "That dead fat man is really a profiteer." ”

The two-color ball raised his hand - or rather, the glove scratched his head, "Hmm." If you don't know how to do it, you can't help it There were five shots that hit me directly. A flash 20 companies only hit five shots, not to mention that they gave themselves three shots, it's really not good. And that position, even if I am an ordinary person, is not fatal. I'd suggest you go back and return it for a more reliable self-defense tool - but you won't be able to go back. ”

"Introduce yourself. I'm the master here, you can call me a two-color ball. ”

Without waiting for Cheng Hao to speak, the two-color ball said to himself: "You are the sixth NPC to take the initiative to attack me first, and the only one with a clear sense of self-preservation. I actually admire people like you. However, rules are rules, and you choose the least risky option, and the end result is that you have to die. ”

The two-color ball raised his left hand and crossed to the side of Cheng Hao's neck, it seemed that Cheng Hao was frightened, or simply accepted his fate, and sat on the ground in a daze, motionless. Then, I don't know what the two-color ball did, a thin red line suddenly appeared on Cheng Hao's neck, forming a circle around his neck. Then, blood flowed out.

[System Title: Struggling Desperate]

[Effect Description: Characters with this title will remain normal in their mobility and thinking for 30 seconds after receiving a fatal injury, and will die immediately if the fatal injury still exists after 30 seconds.] Characters with the title master magic: "The Last Struggle of the Desperate". 】

[Note: I don't know anything but trying to live, this is the so-called ultimate despair.] 】

[Title Skill: Magic: The Last Struggle of the Desperate]

[Explanation of Effect: Immediately swap damage with a selected target within 5 meters.] All injuries, including soul wounds, are exchanged, but within five minutes, the user will suffer the pain of all injuries on both of them at the same time. CD: One day. 】

[Notes: And then even if you are desperate, you have to try to live, this, why?] 】

Cheng Hao felt that his head was separating from his body, and then, his head rolled to the ground, but the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and his head without a throat couldn't make a normal sound, and he couldn't say anything, just grinned and let out a silent wild laugh.

"I'm waiting for you to kill me." Cheng Hao's head suddenly returned to his neck for some reason, "Ha! ”

The mask with the hair rolled to the ground, revealing what was inside - nothing.

Even though there was nothing, the mask still spoke: "Oh? Interesting skills. Our world is going to become a world of superpowers, and No. 1 didn't talk to me about it, it's really funny. ”

"You!" Cheng Hao finally showed a frightened look on his face, "You! ”

Then, Cheng Hao rationally judged that he was no longer able to fight back, and now all he could do was to run away desperately, and hoped that this monster who called himself the two-color ball would pick up his head and chase him again, and the speed was not very fast.

The mask stared at Cheng Hao's hasty escape, and shook it regretfully: "It's a pity......"

Cheng Hao felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter during the run, and quickly understood that it was not that he had not exercised for a long time, and now he was running so fast, because he felt the pressure of the clothes on his body getting heavier and heavier at the same time, and even fell into his body.

From the perspective of the two-color ball, it can be clearly seen that Cheng Hao's body is gradually becoming transparent, and finally disappears completely, only the clothes on his body still floated forward according to inertia for a short time, and then fell to the ground, piled up.

"It's a skill to exchange injuries...... Very useful skills, it's a real pity. The mask flew up and landed on top of the equally empty robe inside, and the two-colored ball shook its head again and stretched, "In this way, those who don't have enough points in the corridor will already be dead." Next, let's go and kill the unlucky ghosts who are still trying. ”

…………

The turtle led the contestants who followed him to the core area for various reasons, and on the premise that he knew that the core area had no hair, he marched all the way to the innermost part of the core area. On the way, they pass by strange rooms filled with various coplay costumes, trials are battles against virtual characters; walked through the hunting room full of garbage and the trial was to roll in it; Walking through a room with tons of clumped scrap paper, the trial was to find a painting inside......

These trials differed in style, and according to the messages of the companions who stayed in the room of the previous stone tablet, the scores obtained varied greatly depending on the level of difficulty. For example, the trial of wallowing in the garbage is only 5 points, while the trial of fighting a virtual character is as high as 300 points. None of that matters, though.

Importantly, it is important for anyone to feel that the style of the core area is significantly different from that of the inner ring area. The biggest difference is that almost every room in the core area is exactly the same, similar to the layout of a warehouse. And, so far, it seems that there is not a single room in the core area that has traps.

The silent turtle noticed this earlier than anyone else, but he didn't say anything until he heard someone next to him whisper: "It's really the core area, I really feel like I want to meet the Great Demon King." ”

He knew that this copy was set up by Lin Qing with the assistance of the two-color ball, and he also believed that the key part would definitely be placed in the outer ring area, but he couldn't be sure of his own thoughts, what if? What if the most critical part is in the core? With these weak scum around him, can he really just do much more quest bosses like he blew to those people?

However, although he seems to be leading these people, in reality these people are only tempted by his painting cake to accept his arrangement for the time being in seemingly inconsequential details. He couldn't just change his course and slap himself in the face, and if he did, an even more unfortunate outcome would await him.

So, with trepidation and fear, he and the group went to the deepest room in the core area.

Like any other room in the core, this is the layout of a huge warehouse. But there is one thing that is peculiar, and that is that after entering this room, even if you have done nothing, you can still freely enter and exit through the door - that is, there are no trials in this room.

The room was littered with corpses - at least at first glance. But if you look closely, the human flesh and body are all breathing, although they are lying in a horizontal position, and they do not react to any noise they make next to them.

After discovering that some of the contestants had suddenly disappeared and some of the contestants recognized some of them as other contestants, the fear and nervousness of the group rose to a peak, and everyone wanted to escape from here immediately to avoid the danger that the room was hiding somewhere, and might turn them into one of these people.

In fact, they almost did, if it weren't for the door suddenly opening when everyone entered the room......

A figure wearing a felt hat and a cloak that seemed to have something in its mouth appeared in the doorway, in a strange pose, and a tumbleweed rolled on the ground from nowhere.

The man's low, hoarse voice rang out clearly in everyone's ears, recalling the horror of being dominated by these words.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"Noon...... It's ......"