The first task was accomplished, and it was not difficult to say, but it was not easy to say with a clear conscience. www.biquge.info Compared with other unlucky people who are still struggling in the supply depot, they have more than a day of rest and recuperation, and they are already the winners at the starting line!

However, this unsteady feeling that cannot be dispersed, as well as the slightest wisp of emotion similar to fear...... What is it exactly?

The constantly refreshed time channel information on the watch face of the system reminds Lu Pingchuan that he and Wen Jie are not the only ones in this seemingly empty desert. There was no more information released in the background of the system, Lu Pingchuan swiped the player information for a while, and finally did not resist the surging fatigue, put down the system dial and closed his eyes, letting his consciousness completely sink into the darkness.

No matter what is about to happen, it will always be tomorrow.

When I woke up, it was almost noon, and I had no dreams all night, but it was peaceful. Wen Jie next to him was still asleep, Lu Pingchuan was dressed neatly, and walked onto the street with his identity card and began to wander. There aren't many players on the street, but it's a little more lively than last night. After walking aimlessly for more than an hour, Lu Pingchuan still failed to find Zhu Yaoming and Situ Nan, so he sweated for the two of them in his heart.

The hour hand on the system's dial gradually points to two o'clock in the afternoon, which is the hottest time in the desert. Judging from the World Channel's speeches, the players who remained in the supply station basically did not have much hope, but the players who arrived in the core area of the closed beta were enthusiastically sharing and discussing their new discoveries in the town.

Xia Yan withdrew from the team and left alone after completing the task, and now only he and Wen Jie were left in Lu Pingchuan's team, standing on the empty streets of the town, Lu Pingchuan suddenly felt a little lost for no reason.

He was standing under the eaves of the street when suddenly an unusual noise came from the corner not far away. Lu Pingchuan followed the sound and saw a man with a shaved head fighting with a tattooed man, and the players next to him whistled and heckled one after another, as if they were not facing a fist-to-flesh brawl, but a training scene in the simulation cabin.

"What's wrong?" "Who knows, just watch it if there's a lot of fun. Wow, it's bleeding, it's bleeding! Lu Pingchuan pulled a man in the front row to ask what was going on, but the other party didn't look back, just looked at the two people in the center of the crowd and screamed. The tattooed man in the two is obviously not the opponent of the inch-headed man, only barely parrying a few moves and then only being beaten, and the partial opponent is not a measured type, when the first few punches down, the tattooed man's nosebleed is like opening the water valve of the floodgate, dripping with yellow sand, the eyebrow bones are swollen and the corners of the eyes are blooming, and he can't even stand up.

"Stop! Stop! Seeing that the inch-headed man still didn't have the posture of stopping, Lu Pingchuan hurriedly pushed aside the crowd, grabbed the inch-headed arm from the side and pulled him away, "If you fight like this, you will die!" What's so hot? Yes? ”

"It's your business!" The inch-headed man was fighting vigorously, and he threw Lu Pingchuan aside, "Don't be nosy!" Otherwise, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson! ”

"That's it, what's the matter!" There was a boo in the crowd behind him, and the sharp push of the inch-headed man just now made Lu Pingchuan stumble under his feet, almost unstable on his feet, although he was obviously not the opponent of the other party in terms of strength, but Lu Pingchuan still couldn't bear to see the tattooed man who was pressed to the ground by the inch-headed nosebleed, and rushed forward again: "Stop!" During the closed beta period, players are strictly prohibited from fighting in the main city! You're going to be disqualified! ”

"Haha, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the people are few and public. Lao Tzu doesn't wear an armband now, where did they get the dog's eyes to confirm the identity of grandpa! The inch-headed man turned around and lifted Lu Pingchuan out with one elbow, "Get out!" No matter how much trouble it is, you'll be ruined here! ”

"Beep-" A sharp electronic sound pierced the scorching sun, splitting the crowd still cheering for the bloody brawl. A strangely shaped robot, somewhat like an upside-down walk-behind tractor, slowly drove over with a pair of yellow laser eyes, dragging a pair of tracks directly into the center of the crowd.

"Beep, if a violation is discovered, the first prohibition of the internal beta of the "Law of Predation": It is strictly forbidden to kill people or attack with a tendency to kill other players in the main city. Please stop all action immediately and show your identification information, otherwise you will be tracked. The tower-shaped robot, which was more than a man tall, stretched out a pair of robotic arms huddled in front of the mainframe, encircled the injured and fallen tattooed man under his arms, and announced its position and orders word by word in a lackluster electronic male voice.

"Humph!" The inch-headed man glanced disdainfully at the not-so-high-looking robot in front of him, and kicked its forearm in response.

"Beep, please immediately stop all actions and show your identity, or you will enter the tracking process." The robot continued to repeat its request one by one, its forearms stuck in the sand.

"Hehe, I want to see what you are capable of!" The inch-headed man snorted at the robot, leaned over and pulled the tattooed man's foot to the ground, trying to pull him away from the protection of the robotic arm.

"Beep-beep, warning invalid, tracking program activated." Before the inch-headed man completely dragged the whimpering and struggling tattooed man out of the robotic arm, the robot moved - its laser eyes jumped red from yellow, and the robotic arm that was blocking between the inch-headed man and the injured person instantly popped out, sweeping the tall inch-headed man into the air, and fell five or six meters. Then he bypassed the tattooed man who was still on the ground, and slowly drove towards the inch-headed man who was holding his ribs and howling, and a pair of iron tongs stretched out from under his two forearms, restricting the inch-headed man's activities one end at a time.

"Beep - immediately cease all action and show identification, otherwise you will enter the purge process." With a dull electronic tone, the baffle on the main body of the robot opened, revealing the muzzle of a machine gun with a black hole, poking straight at the inch-headed man's face, "Repeat: immediately stop all actions and show your identity, otherwise you will enter the clean-up procedure......"

"Ahh Don't, don't! I give up! My game ID is a ghost shark! The armband was in my pants pocket, in my pocket...... Let go of me! The robot's pincers and muzzles were clearly more convincing than any persuasion, and the sight of the inch-headed man's muscular arms and thighs as fragile as corn cobs under the robot's iron pincers almost stopped breathing, waiting for the strange death to be pronounced.

"Beep...... The face scan is completed, the information is checked, the identity is confirmed, and the internal test qualification is cancelled. The electronic voice was still reading out the results of the trial one by one, but it was immediately drowned out by the screams of the inch-headed man - at the same moment when the results were read, the double pincers under the mechanical arm suddenly tightened, and one of the inch-headed man's arms and thighs were sandwiched into pies with belt meat, and the sound of bones breaking was still blooming in his ears, which sounded particularly crisp.

Everyone was so frightened that they couldn't make a sound, and only the sound of the wind and the hoarse howl of the inch-headed man were left at the scene. Lu Pingchuan was still half-sitting on the ground, watching the robot's laser eyes turn from red to yellow, turning the "creaking" tracks, and slowly retreated: "Beep-the violating player has been sanctioned, the threat has been lifted, the control center has been contacted, please stay where you are and wait for support." Beep - repeat......"

Since that day, the emotionless electronic sound and the creaking of the track through the sand have become a lingering nightmare for many fourth-generation closed beta players.