Mars, the biosphere, the cage of the Protoss.

Although it is a cage, it seems that for the Martians, there is not much difference from the past, and they still spend every day in a daze in the room on a long journey to get food.

Their lives are a pool of stagnant water, and there is no hope for the future, so it is the same for whoever rules them. For them, there is not much difference between life and death.

But all this is quietly changing after the arrival of the alien race.

In a narrow community square, a large group of people leaned against graffiti-covered walls, eagerly discussing.

"Hey, the weirdos said they'd hand out virtual helmets to us?" A middle-aged aunt spoke.

"That has to be. Didn't you see that all the people in Zone A have already sent it? Tsk, that's fun, I heard that you can go to heaven through it, just like the earth! "It was a young man who spoke.

"I don't know if that weirdo counts if he speaks, he said everyone has it."

"It should count, right? People like us, what is there to let him deceive? ”

……

People were discussing passionately, and it was not until the break time that the intelligent police began to urge, and then they went back to their respective homes to sleep.

The same was true of one of the young men of nearly thirty years of age, who was very ordinary-looking, and when he was thrown into the crowd, he was full of his 'doppelgangers', wearing a tattered shirt and slippers under his feet, and he walked lazily and 'kick-and-tap' towards the square dwelling on the side.

After walking for a while, there were fewer and fewer fellow travelers around me, and finally only a few neighbors remained.

"Lorenz, are you saying this is true?" A middle-aged uncle next door asked, and he seemed to be convinced of the young man's opinion. As for Lorenz, it is the name of a young man.

"Tom, it's true. I've seen from the virtual network that nearly half of the people have gotten virtual helmets, and they've all entered the virtual world, and I've heard that the scenery inside is stunning, even more beautiful than the earth. Lorenz said.

"Hehe, it's your kid who knows the most. Good luck kid. The middle-aged uncle laughed. This Lorenz himself has a virtual helmet. The origin of the helmet is very mysterious, initially, it was a year ago that the Martian government held an event to send benefits, it is said that this batch of helmets was given free of charge by Luther Heavy Industries. On Mars, about one out of fifty people get it, and in the whole of Mars, there are more than 100 million virtual users.

But some time ago, the Protoss came, and all the guys who wore helmets to link to the virtual network were finished, and this Lorenz was lucky to get a 'legacy'.

Since then. This kid has a good life, envious of others.

"Haha. It used to be good luck, but now it's so-so. Those weirdos, they're aliens, they've shut down the Earth network, so it's not much use for me to have helmets, alas. Lorenz sighed and opened the door to his house. He waved to his neighbors, "All right, everyone. See you tomorrow. ”

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door, and Uncle Tom next door shouted, "Lorenz, get up, get up, you said aliens." They're really helmeted! ”

Soon after the voice fell, the door was opened, and the young man went out, and said with great interest, "Go, go." Let's go, let's go get a new helmet. I've been looking forward to the virtual world for a long time. ”

The Protoss really spoke their word, and all the people who went to get the helmet did not run in vain. Soon, several people happily ran back with a brand-new, high-tech virtual helmet.

"I haven't lived in vain in my life!" Old Tom gently patted the helmet in his arms, and then stroked it gently, like touching the skin of a lover.

Lorenz smiled: "Uncle, take it easy, be careful with your body, when the time comes, just quit and eat something at a time, move it, and live your blood, otherwise your body will collapse." ”

"Yes, yes. I know the doorway, haha. Tom Sr. entered the room with his helmet in his hand, then locked the door and immersed himself in the virtual world.

Lorenz smiled, went into his room too, expertly put on his helmet, and his eyes went dark, and then a vast starry sky appeared.

This is the universe seen by the Protoss, much larger, clearer and more beautiful than the universe seen by the Earth Space Agency CSA.

Following the instructions of the Protoss, Lorenz entered his number on Mars. In an instant, the login interface changed, becoming a hazy light cluster, and there was a faint figure in the light cluster, and a voice came out: "Martian, Lorenz, No. 20098SA, male, 29 years old, began to test physical condition ......"

Then a light shrouded in.

Physical Strength: 90.

Health: 98

Visual acuity: 1.8

Stamina: 135

……….

Rows of data flashed through his eyes like a flood, which made Lorenz feel a little dizzy, and this went on for more than three minutes, and then the conclusion came before his eyes.

"Lorenz, the body is biased towards agility, the overall quality score is 92, excellent, you will be reborn as a powerful race in the Star Continent: Blitz Ghost."

As the conclusion was reached, Lorenz saw an extremely clear light and shadow appear in the starry sky in front of him, the so-called image of a blitzkrieg ghost.

This image is 1.7 meters long, humanoid, with blue eyes flashing, hair like thorns, an exoskeleton on his face, and all joints on his body are also protected by exoskeletons. Its bare muscles are incomparably strong, but not bloated and cumbersome, and its skin is smooth, delicate, and shimmers with a blue, metallic sheen.

In short, as long as you look at it, you can intuitively feel that this is a cold, ruthless, and terrifying killer of the night.

A voice came: "Blitz Ghost, the primitive race of the Black Landland, known as the strongest assassin race above the gamma spiral arm. Lorenz, once you enter the game world, your real-world memories will be blocked. Your mission is to survive, grow, and become powerful in the dangerous Starry Sky Continent, and then do your best to hunt down the Protoss members in it! This task will be called your soul seal. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lorenz felt the light in front of him flicker, and then it dimmed, and when he opened his eyes again, he appeared in a lush world full of unknown plants, and looked down at his body, which was the appearance of the legendary lightning ghost.

Lorentz's eyes flashed with confusion, his mind went blank, he stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, it lasted for more than a minute, and a belief suddenly popped up in his mind: "Live, be strong, go hunt the Protoss!" ”

As soon as this thought came to him, it was immediately rooted in his belief like faith, and he immediately instinctively lowered his body and hid in a bush that resembled a plantain tree.

…….

Protoss flagship.

No. 3 has allocated half of the computing resources of the main control brain, and is scanning the data of the virtual world "Under the Stars" with all its might.

By now, the specific situation of the 100,000 Protoss hatchlings had already been scanned, and everything was normal. A billion new earthlings who entered the game were also carefully scanned by him, and everything was also abnormal.

The Earth infiltrators who broke in before were like evaporating and couldn't find any traces.

This confusing situation made Number Three feel a little frustrated, and he stared and thought, "Where is this guy hiding?" Could it be an NPC in the virtual world? ”

With this in mind, Three relaxed its monitoring of players and shifted its computing resources to the tens of billions of non-intelligent NPCs in the game world.

"How's it going, Three, is there any result?" Number One walked over and asked.

Three shook his head: "I can now be sure that our Protoss players and Earthling players are normal, and the intruders are not mixed in. ”

"Then that's enough. Since he likes to stay in the shadows, let him stay. We continue to do our business, and forgive him for not daring to make trouble. "Road No. 1.

Number Three nodded, but there was still a faint uneasiness in his heart. There was something out of his control, and it made him uncomfortable.

He shook his head and began to concentrate on searching for every NPC in the game world, he was very careful and careful, even the plant items such as large trees.

All in all, this is a huge project that takes a lot of time, at least half a month, which is reflected in the virtual game that deliberately accelerates the flow of time, that is, a hundred years! (To be continued......)