"Bang" "Bang"

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"Bang" "Bang-"

It was the early morning of New Year's Day, and there was the sound of something breaking next to the No. 1 inpatient building, no more, no less, exactly eighteen.

And after these eighteen sounds, when everyone looked to the ground again, they found that there were eighteen broken flower pots on the ground next to the building.

The kind of shattered bones that broke the bones, at a glance, it was obvious that it had fallen from a high level.

And these eighteen broken flower pots were strangely connected into a crooked straight line, and at the end of this straight line stood a young man in a white coat.

Gu Mian, male, 22 years old, is a surgical intern at Lianhua Hospital, and everyone loves to call him Dr. Gu.

Of course, he also has an even more popular nickname - Tiansha Lone Star.

Gu Mian is from the starting point orphanage, he is more than one meter tall, and he has a face that a rich woman is very willing to raise, and it should be the future flower of the motherland, but this flower was almost broken by his own weird luck.

He had experienced car accidents, explosions, shipwrecks, food poisoning, and of course more than that.

For example, eighteen flower pots fall from their heads in a row.

Gu Mian patted his white coat, and looked up at the eighteen flower pots that failed to hit his head: "Everyone disperse, there's nothing to see." ”

The passers-by around were apparently frightened by the eighteen smashed flower pots.

After a long time, an uncle stiffened his neck and spoke: "How can you forget it?" It's murder! ”

Gu Mian sighed, if this was considered murder, then every day he had experienced since he was born was a living "Jing Ke Assassin Qin".

The train derailed, twenty-eight cars were rear-ended, natural gas leaked, gas exploded, the murderer landlady, the kindergarten nap lifted the skirt of the little girl next to her, only to find that there was a Jill inside......

He's been through it all.

So eighteen flower pots smashing down on your head isn't too much, right?

Gu Mian finally managed to appease the panicked passers-by, but he was caught off guard by the next assassination of his life around the corner.

He was used to it, knowing full well that every corner of his mind was hiding an assassin waiting for an opportunistic move.

A van suddenly appeared in Gu Mian's sight, but it was only three meters away, and it was coming straight for him.

It seems that the car has no time to brake suddenly.

If you were a normal person, you would probably be stunned at this time, and you might still watch yourself being knocked away.

But Gu Mian is not a normal person.

I saw the intern jump to the side skillfully, and the van passed by him.

When it drove out about ten meters, the dilapidated van barely braked, and a fat man rolled down from it, carrying a large bag in his hand, which should be the driver.

Gu Mian patted the white coat, he didn't intend to hold the fat man responsible, and turned his head to walk into the inpatient building next to him.

But he didn't go looking for the fat man, but the fat man ran over on his own.

"Hey...... That little doctor, brother, you wait......"

The fat man ran over with a snort: "I'm sorry, brother, my broken car just now suddenly couldn't brake, I'm sorry to scare you......"

He gasped for breath as he looked up to look at Gu Mian.

Unexpectedly, the doctor who almost died was not false at all, and was still calm, as if he was sure that the car and he would collide with the car and die.

The fat man's words choked suddenly, and he couldn't tell for a moment whether this was the one he almost hit by himself.

"Don't care," Gu Mian put his hands in his white coat: "I'm not scared." ”

Needless to say, I can see that! The fat man roared inwardly.

"If it's okay, I'll go first." Gu Mian spoke, he still has to go back to write medical records.

"Wait, wait!" The fat man behind him grabbed him: "Little brother, do you know which building the neurosurgery department is in, a girl called and said that the washbasin in the psychiatric surgery office had fallen, and I came to repair the washbasin." ”

He gasped several times as he spoke, and it seemed that he had just run in a hurry.

Gu Mian stopped and glanced at him: "It just so happens that I am a neurosurgeon, let me take you there." ”

The fat man grinned happily: "That feeling is good." ”

He followed Gu Mian into the first inpatient building and came to the elevator.

This big fat man doesn't look false at all, he has a one-and-a-half-meter impact drill in his bag, which looks like it is about ten pounds heavy.

The drill's handle was wrapped in a piece of newspaper, probably to keep it tidy, and I don't know what age the newspaper was, but it had begun to turn yellow.

Gu Mian could vaguely see a big title on it-

"A fire broke out in a junior high school class in a certain university, and 29 people were killed."

At this time, the elevator had already come down, Gu Mian raised his feet to go up, and the fat man hurriedly followed.

The neurosurgery department was on the eighteenth floor, and Gu Mian reached out and pressed the button on the eighteenth floor.

"I said little brother" There were only the two of them in the elevator, and the fat man began to look at the person next to him: "Extraordinary, I jumped to the side at once, and I look quite skilled." ”

"Of course," Gu Mian said, "I have practiced it over time." ”

"Clams?" The fat man smiled awkwardly, feeling as if he couldn't answer it.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the elevator suddenly became weird.

But immediately Gu Mian found that this atmosphere was nothing, because more strange things were behind.

A black, translucent panel suddenly appeared in front of him, not the system.

Because at this time, a few lines of words are popping out of the panel, which is difficult to understand.

[Welcome to the Global Evolution Game, this game is initiated by the earth, and the players are all mankind]

[After testing, 99% of the world's human beings do not meet the standard specifications of cosmic creatures, and this game aims to help humans evolve through horror games]

[The earth has now become a large-scale survival game, and countless dungeon ticket booths will be generated around the world, players can go to the ticket booth to randomly match dungeons, and complete dungeons to improve their own quality, etc.]

[When the overall quality of the remaining human beings reaches the standard, the game will be automatically closed]

【Click to enter the game】

Gu Mian's brain circuit has always been not very normal, and in the face of this thing that suddenly popped up, not only was he not frightened, but he became elated.

He squinted happily at the fat man, well, sure enough, there was a panel in front of him.

But why is it longer than me?

Gu Mian's eyesight is very good, of course, to prevent weird assassinations from life.

I saw that the fat man's panel was not the same as him, and there were still a few lines of words in front of [Click to enter the game].

[Dying in a dungeon will not actually die, but you will lose a certain amount of personal items, including attribute points, etc.]

[The pain level will not be reduced in the game, and the coma protection mechanism will still be there]

[Friendly reminder: boys must learn to protect themselves when they are outside]

How old are they and boys?

No, that's not the point.

"No real death......

This is to make the game fun and enjoyable for players around the world.

Wait, why don't I have these lines?

It means that other players who die in the dungeon are fake deaths, and if you change yourself, you are really dead?

Have I been so mad that life has been done to kill me!

Hehe, Gu Mian stared at the panel and smiled, life really wants to kill me as always, fortunately I have long been used to it.

He moved his hands, but he couldn't.

I can't move my feet.

Gu Mian's expression became more and more stiff.

So how do I click?

At this point, the panel humanizes a line of words.

【Player confirms entering the game】

【Loading......】