Beyond the strange mountains, and around the somewhat excessively high peaks, you will see that on the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a city that is not at all built by humans—and certainly not built by the Smurfs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Going deep into the city, in addition to empathizing with its desolation, what can be felt more is the extraordinary grandeur and grandeur.

The architecture here is not particularly huge, and judging by the size of the passage that has been set aside, the size of the builder is close to that of a human, and the reason why it feels magnificent is simply because of the technology and ideas it embodies that no other world can understand at present. Similarly, there are realistic and beautiful murals that can be seen when you go deep into the interior of the building.

The guide stops in the city and motions for another young player to continue with the Golden Libra.

The young player easily led them to a hidden cave, followed the steps straight underground, and passed the pure white penguin colony that Lin Qing had mentioned before - these creatures were huge and abnormal, but they didn't seem to be threatening, they didn't even seem to be aware of the passage of Golden Libra and the others, and let them go like this.

It's been a long journey, and in fact, there's an unsettling eerie aura everywhere. But the golden scales did not have the slightest fear, not even the slightest nervousness. In addition to Lin Qing, who has been gushing in her heart unremittingly, the group of living treasures on the side also contributed a lot.

"Biyuan, are you cold? Do you want me to keep you warm? "Biyuan, are you hungry? I have cookies. "Biyuan, I'll hand over my back to you in a while!" "Biyuan, should we take a break?" ……

Well, along the way, there are always lines like this, and even if you want to bring up the tension, it can be a little difficult.

The "other group of players" mentioned by the guide Richard to the Golden Libra before, to the surprise of the Golden Libra, it was actually a group of acquaintances, that is, Bi Yuan and his harem group sister ABCD five-person gang. When he met them, Lin Qing also muttered a strange sentence of unknown significance: [The author is in a hurry to close the line and go crazy. 】。

Bi Yuan was also very surprised when he saw the golden scale, and came up and shouted respectfully: "Master." ”。 While making Golden Libra blush for a while, it also made Golden Libra gain the hostile eyes of the four members of his harem group, but that was not a big problem, because Golden Libra didn't like to talk in the first place, and they didn't talk further.

From beginning to end, Golden Libra just asked Bi Yuan a sentence of unknown meaning at Lin Qing's request: "Brother Bi Yuan, you are still called Lin Qing, master." So, do you still want to treat the game as reality? ”

This sentence was so abrupt that Bi Yuan was stunned for two seconds, but soon, Bi Yuan showed a positive, energetic and very gentle smile, and nodded in response: "Of course, I always keep in mind the master's teachings." ”

[Hehe, then I'll rest assured......] Lin Qing's reaction to this answer was like this, but he didn't let the golden scale help convey it. On the other hand, Biyuan and they seemed to be in a hurry, and they didn't dwell on what this question was going to do, according to them: "The preliminary competition is about to end." ”

So, they finally came to the depths of the tunnel, where no one with special abilities could see anything in the darkness, so the rest of the people's senses became more sensitive. The sound that had been absent before was as clear as if it sounded in front of me, a whimpering, crisp but poignant flute.

There is no fixed form, the limbs are chaotically spliced together, and at the same time the ever-changing monsters emerge from the darkness, something that belongs to the other side of the human imagination, and only exists in the wildest nightmares, and ordinary people can go crazy at the slightest glance - but the six players did not take a step back.

The darkness around them made it impossible for them to see that those monsters were one thing, and on the other hand, they didn't belong to the category of humans.

Flames, frost, knives, swords, the players didn't have much effort to fend off the monsters' attacks, at least at first. But soon, they realized that this whole thing was a trap and that this was not a paradise for scoring. Those monsters can't kill them easily, but they also have a hard time dealing damage to formless monsters.

Soon, they realized that the monsters might not be able to hurt them, they just didn't want to hurt them.

The game's nickname, Girl C, who is nicknamed Hua Weiming, let out a strange moan, and then, despite Bi Yuan's nervous shouting several times, she couldn't make any more noise. If the girl A, who is the assistant and the only one who can clearly perceive things in the dark, is right, then, Hua Weiming is wrapped in those things called "Xiugoth" and is taken deeper into the depths.

[There is no point in killing the player at all, there is only captivity.] It's basic common sense, but soon we won't need it - haha, is the tone too heavy to scare you, little gold? I'm sorry~】

For the Golden Libra, being wrapped or captured is not a big problem, and the ability to teleport without CD means unlimited mobility, so she is not in any danger here at the moment, but she is wielding a long knife and can't even figure out if she has chopped something, and even if she does, she has not been able to get points, which makes her feel a little sorry.

[Ha, it's okay, it's okay, the score is also for the little gold, what is the matter with you apologizing to me. And don't worry, I've found something else, a way to earn points. Just wait~]

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The Oriental Pearl Radio and Television Tower is one of the iconic cultural landscapes of the magic capital, located in Lujiazui, Pudong New Area, with a height of about 468 meters. This thing is the first batch of AAAAA-level tourist attractions in the country. The tower has a space capsule, a revolving restaurant, a magic city historical development exhibition hall and other landscapes and facilities, and was listed as one of the top ten new landscapes in the magic city in 1995.

Regardless of what so many A's are for, the Oriental Pearl is indeed a landmark building in the magic capital. Even Lin Qing, who has no love for the third dimension and has been living in Yongping City since he was a child, has long heard of this place.

"That thing next to it - it's the Jin Mao Tower, right? Well, my knowledge is quite abundant. Lin Qing stood in front of the Oriental Pearl Tower, looking left and right, clasping his hands around his chest proudly, and nodded proudly.

Uncle Thief walked over from the side and said to Lin Qing, "There is a big hole below, and there are many people. ”

"The Sanctuary of the Demon Capital is not in this place." The corners of Lin Qing's mouth were raised, and his smile was full of a vicious smile, "This is it." Okay, Uncle Thief, sweep the battle for me! ”

Lin Qing walked straight to the tower, took out a huge horn like magic, and roared loudly with all his might: "Listen, the people inside!" You're surrounded by me! Drop your weapon! Surrender quickly! Hand over the silver taels on your body! The Sprinkler family may still spare you a way to live! If there is half a word, Lao Tzu will tell you why the flowers are so red! ”

After Lin Qing repeated this sentence full of grooves and made people not know how to say it four times, the thief uncle who had a painful face suddenly looked solemn and looked behind him. The wall, which had nothing special, suddenly opened, and a few people came out of the elevator.

Between the gestures of the four people around, there is a hint of mystery, it is a master who has undergone severe training and has been experienced in a hundred battles, but these four people are like stars holding the moon, surrounding an elderly obese middle-aged woman, the aunt is smiling, and the fat and loose skin on her face show that she is very relaxed at this time.

"My name is Hu Lian." The middle-aged woman stood two meters away from them and stretched out her hand.

Lin Qing threw the megaphone to Uncle Thief's side, and didn't see if he could catch it, so he greeted him with a smile, held the middle-aged woman's hand with both hands, and shook it up and down: "Hello Dr. Hu, junior Lin Qing, I am so worried about myself. ”

Dr. Hu was stunned for a moment, but she is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, although Lin Qing has seen few of them, but she is used to all kinds of neuroses, so she quickly reacted and said with a smile: "Lin Qing is it?" Nice to see you. However, this is not such a safe place on the ground, so don't be too polite. You're looking for us, you don't really want to rob us, do you? ”

Lin Qing laughed: "Dr. Hu is really humorous, if I really want to rob, it must be a card, and I won't say anything silver." Well, I also think it's too dangerous on the ground, why don't you take us underground? ”

With that, Lin Qing squeezed two steps forward, but was soon forced back by the four people on the side and returned to the same place.

"Don't worry, the four of them are all practitioners. Speaking of danger, under their protection, we can also say that it is very safe. Dr. Hu was also smiling, "Why don't you tell me first, what is the matter with you coming here?" ”

Lin Qing took two steps back, squinted his eyes and looked at them for a while, then suddenly laughed again, and talked about seemingly unrelated topics: "I think, with the ability of the Foundation, you should have sensed that you are not a part of this world?" ”

"......" Dr. Hu was silent for a while, and smiled bitterly, "Really, does everyone know about the Foundation?" Over here? ”

"No, no, no, SCP isn't that hot. How so? It should be regarded as one of the more popular niche hobbies, this feeling. Lin Qing touched his chin and said very cautiously.

Dr. Hu frowned, but still smiled: "So-so what? ”

"So—" Lin Qing rolled his eyes, smiled, and dragged out a long note before he said, "So, can I ask you to die?" I mean, like I said before, lay down your arms and let me kill? ”

The faces of the four changed and they all took out their guns, but Dr. Hu made a gesture to stop them and sneered: "Huh? ”

"Alas......" Lin Qingchang sighed, "Although I have a good impression of the Foundation, and I believe that with your consciousness and pursuit, as long as I move with affection and reason, given time, I can't let you just let me die so obediently." But, but—I'm excited right now, and I don't want to wait any longer! ”

With Lin Qing's suddenly raised tone, Dr. Hu was knocked down by a person beside her, and the shattered glass rained down, adding an extra bullet hole to the ground. Before Dr. Hu could say anything, a rain of bullets shot in all directions.

"Xu Sheng, commander of the Third Army of the Special Reconnaissance Corps, reports to you!"

"Comrades have worked hard!" Lin Qing returned a military salute to the middle-aged man who was Tingting, and then looked to the side with a wicked smile, "Yo yo yo, isn't this Xiao Junshi?" Long time no see. Are you ready for what I want? ”

“…… Do you promise to do what you promised? Xiao Yi pursed his lips and pulled the military uniform on his body.

Lin Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Of course, who do you think I am?" ”

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Blackie and the turtle looked at the object that suddenly appeared in front of them, feeling a little dazed.

It was obvious that this thing was moving, and although there was no basis, it was only by virtue of their first instinct that they believed that the hundreds of Baiaki just now had been wiped out by a single blow from this strange object.

It's called an object because they don't know what it is. And this kind of not knowing is fundamentally different from the indescribable state that Xiao Hei felt when he saw Baiaki before, it's not that they can't say it, it's not that they haven't seen it, but they don't "don't know" at all, "don't know" in the literal sense.

It may not seem strange that their eyes can easily focus on that object, but as soon as they take a slight look off their gaze, they immediately forget the image of that object and forget anything related to the image of that object. And even if they kept staring at the object - to be honest, they didn't know afterwards whether they actually saw it or not.

The only thing they had of the impression was that it seemed to be connected to, or held somewhere by the object, a huge, hardcover brown paper book with metal wraps in the corners.

"This thing, a lot of creatures call it the 'Book of Doom'. It's funny. I've heard of it for a long time, but I didn't see it until recently, when it was transferred from the previous site to ours. The object seemed to make a sound, but it didn't, and in short, both Black and the Turtle "thought" that the object had said something like that.

The tortoise's extensive and profound knowledge of these strange directions, as well as its keen reflexes, play a role: "The Book of Doom - SCP-152...... You are 055! ”

"You're right." The object must have responded, "They gave me this number. I noticed, you guys seem to be going to Antarctica? ”

The turtle didn't know whether 055's words were auspicious or vicious, wiped his sweat, and nodded: "Yes, we want to stop-"

055 interrupted the tortoise, "Stop an apocalypse." In some- well, Richard? Under the impetus of Manson's scientists, the world's five major countries used nuclear weapons to sweep away all targets on the earth's surface, and finally mankind won the victory, and then because of this victory, they marched towards the end of the world together. ”

"Yes—" The turtle was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "Is there a record on 152?" ”

"Yes." 055 seemed to nod - if this thing really had a head, and then the Doomsday Book turned a page, "But, I don't think you need to go. Because this apocalypse has been prevented. ”

"Huh?" At this time, the turtle was completely stunned, "What are you talking about?" ”

055 seemed to smile: "It's over." The Book of Doom opens a new chapter. ”

Although it is very anachronistic and seems too selfish, at this moment, there is only one thought that lingers in the turtle's mind: "I, failed again?" The turtle was dazed, as if it had lost contact with the outside world.

The Dark Forest wasn't very interested in these things, and when he heard this, his only thought was "I don't need to go to a hellish place like Antarctica." He was more interested in something else. He pushed the silent turtle aside and stepped forward and asked, "Why did you save us, Mr. 0-SCP055?" ”

Apparently, Blackie was unaware that SCP-055 was a code name, and as a sign of respect, he deliberately changed his wording to refer to the person by "full name".

However, 055 doesn't seem to care much about this kind of thing: "Save you? Oh. At that time, my behavior was to save an even rarer and interesting creature from a group of more interesting creatures. But now, you don't seem to be that rare. ”

As he said this, Blackie believed that 055 was looking into the distance, the entire planet.

"I've noticed something more interesting." 055 continued, "I probably won't be here any longer, for example. There are a lot of interesting things, and they can disappear at any time, which is a pity. ”

Immediately after, 055 disappeared in front of them, leaving only a bewildered little black and a turtle sighing in a daze: "Stopped, stopped?" That's it, it's over? ”

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"Mr. President?" Instead of going back to his unreliable tent, Richard took a helicopter to Amundsen-Scott Station, where he made a very confidential phone call, "Are you there, Mr. President?" ”

On the other side of the phone, it was the presidential office of the White House in the United States, and a black man with a happy expression and a height of about one meter and eight meters chuckled, leaned back in the chair, and crossed Erlang's legs: "Yes, I like this title." I am the president. ”

"What are you doing, Mr. President!" Richard yelled in annoyance, "I heard, you're organizing the army and organizing the contents of that correct expansion?" Do you want to finish the preliminary round? ”

Mr. President, a black man, looked as pleasant as ever: "Yes, my dear Dr. Manson. ”

"It's not what we said we had done!" Richard completely lost his previous composure and composure in front of the player, destroying everything he could see in front of him like an angry madman, "In the preliminary round, players only have three chances to resurrect, and they will really die!" Imprisoned, then cleaned up with a nuclear bomb, just three times, and the world will be peaceful from now on! Isn't it! ”

"Indeed, the player will disappear." The black president smiled and said the strange thing again, "But I suddenly realized that I didn't really like the world." ”

Richard didn't understand what that meant, so he simply didn't say it, just vented to himself for a while, calmed down a little, and chose to back down: "Okay, end the preliminary round, maybe it's not a bad idea." These expansions may be no less threatening than the player. But at least, now is the perfect time to use a nuclear bomb! Decide, Mr. President! ”

"No, you don't understand." The black president chuckled happily, "Nuclear weapons are not the weapons of the final battle." ”

Richard was so furious that he no longer used honorifics: "Are you saying it's just a deterrent weapon!" Are you kidding! You said yes! Now it's time to pretend again! This is how the world has become! ”

"No, so you don't understand, Manson." The black president spread his hands, but the phone was still in his ear, and he smiled and said, "Nuclear weapons, just toys." Moreover, it is an old toy that has been used. ”

Richard was stunned, although his heart was still full of anger, but the cold air contained in this sentence turned into ice, freezing his anger and the words that followed.

"Just now, the Celestial Dynasty government sent me a message offering a new toy." The black man lay down on his back, and the chair, which could not be flattened, turned into a bed as if he was following his instructions, "So, I don't want to play." You understand, right? New toys are always more fun than old ones, so please throw nuclear weapons or something aside, Manson. ”

There was a strange sound of "ahem" on the other end of the phone, the black man shrugged, and the phone that had been attached to his face flew back to the table and hung up. The eyes of the black man flashed with countless images, the content of which was all kinds of pictures of the soldiers of the United States breaking into the houses and shooting the people inside, without saying a word.

Of course, this is not to record the evil deeds of the soldiers of the United States, it turns out that these people are not fuel-efficient lamps, at least more than half of them did not die like this, but the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magic and tried to fight back, and then, by the powerful power of modern science and technology with an absolute advantage, there is no scum left.

"This so-called preliminary round is finally coming to an end." The black man smiled expectantly, "That's interesting, but I don't seem to see it." Ha, haha, hahaha—why am I, Nyathotep, here? ”

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Eric never imagined that he would see such a gorgeous palace in reality, and even if he suddenly realized that the astrology recorded in the broken book of his family seemed to be really useful, he would at most just want to buy a villa with a swimming pool and pack a beautiful hot girl to swim in it every day in a swimsuit.

In contrast, the messy and strange creatures next to them weren't that much of a concern—and even less if they didn't want to kill themselves, but unfortunately, they weren't realistic anyway.

"This guy is the last one." The strange man covered his robe and mask said something in a strange tone, and although he didn't understand it, Eric believed that the guy was speaking Celestial-Ich, "On the surface of the earth - and beneath the surface, all the people of the 'family occult' expansion have been wiped out by the governments. Are you ready? ”

The strange creatures of all sizes around them made strange noises, but Eric heard a giant scarab beetle speaking in English, "Yes." Eric knew that whether the strange Celestial Dynasty was talking about his denunciation, his vision for the future, or the ****** of war, he would probably die.

"I hope I can die without pain—huh?" As he thought so, Eric realized that his head was no longer attached to his body.

It's over, Eric's life is over, the preliminary round is over, and this game is over.

The two-color ball let out a wild laugh: "So, let's go!" ”

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone~ This chapter is so long, it can be regarded as a celebration~

By the way, because the size of the army is not important and is suspected of sensitive issues, I made one up blindly, and everyone should not care about those details. In the next chapter, this volume is coming to an end!