Golden City, somewhere inside a stone house!

Gu Cheng leaned his back against the hard corner, his skin was shriveled and wrinkled, his lips turned out, he was seriously dehydrated, and his whole person looked very haggard!

It's been the seventh day here, and it's still nothing.

When you enter the city, you have lost the right to leave the city freely!

Lack of water, lack of food.

But there is no shortage of people.

In a few days, one after another, the Golden City was already noisy, and there was a group of contestants who were dodging and jumping.

There are no rules here, everything needs to speak with strength.

The gun in your hand becomes the best umbrella.

Gu Cheng also thinks so,,, there is not much dry food in his hand, it seems that it is time to hunt again!

Thundered~!

The whole ground made a loud noise, the ground shook, and the dust on the roof fell!

Gu Cheng hurriedly sat up and moved quickly along the wall towards the outside, this house is about to collapse!

The smoke and dust have cleared, the walls of isolation are slowly sinking, and the entire Golden City is about to be connected into a whole.

"This is, is it going to begin?"

The turmoil on the ground is still continuing, but Gu Cheng, who has escaped from the slate house, has long since lost any worries, but has a little leisure in this panicked city street!

The yellow sand slowly swirled underfoot, pulling them with an inexplicable suction, towards the stone platform.

The sky was flying all over the place, and the sky was dyed orange and yellow. Gu Cheng wrapped his face with cloth, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and in a hidden leeward place, his body was lowered, and he was already extremely vigilant.

This kind of opportunity to disrupt the vision, the enemy will never show mercy.

A series of gunshots rang out all around, and some people had already turned into hunters and started their daily hunting.

Gu Cheng didn't act rashly, let alone take the lead, the rules of the game haven't been figured out yet, and now there is no benefit except to expose himself!

A sand giant slowly formed in the sky above the center of the Golden City, wearing a crown and heavy armor, its golden wings spread out behind it, and the shadow suddenly enveloped the earth.

A deep and distant voice has been heard in the Golden City for a long time!

"The second Wasteland Gun God War has officially begun.

The specific rules are as follows.

Participants are divided into ten groups, and the number of participants in each group varies.

Defend the treasures of your own area and not be robbed by outsiders in other areas.

Once the treasure leaves the group area, all members of the group are eliminated, and the failure penalty is obliteration.

After 10 days, or if there are only 10 contestants left, the contest will automatically win and the contest will end.

The winner of the competition will win the right to obtain ten treasures, and the sealing power will be lifted on his body. 〗

Cowboys, go for it! ”

In the rolling of sand and smoke, Gu Cheng silently retreated and came to a pothole!

There is a low stone house built into a corner, half a meter high, and you can only walk freely in it with your head slightly bent.

Behavior is restricted, but it is better to be hidden.

Once upon a time, maybe it was the home of some livestock!

There's a blocked tunnel inside.,It's a week ago.,Myron and himself found out the result.。。。

I didn't find enough stones, which is a bonus!

Enter the tunnel and re-seal the hole.

Gu Cheng and Myron have already stored a certain amount of "loot" in this, and it will definitely not be a problem to make do with it for five or six days.

That's right, the two already had the idea of avoiding war. This is very much in line with the Dead people's style of doing things.

Underneath the tunnel is the cellar, the original contents of which have long since decayed and have no value.

Myron was leaning against the stone wall at the moment, boredly playing with his Youlan long knife, and when he saw Gu Cheng coming back, he also stopped what he was doing.

"Anyway, after five or six days, I run out of food, what should I do?"

"What? Are you still going to stay here for ten days? Gu Cheng also sat down and leaned on the other side of the kiln slab.

"Look at the wind, I'll rest for a while."

Gu Cheng took out the Demon God Gambling Board, took a bullet as a bet at random, and started the boring "dice shaking"!

This is also something that Gu Cheng often has to do.

There is a little thing waiting to be fed on his body, there is no curse, he always feels that something is wrong, and he inexplicably feels that he will be in big trouble.

Although there are benefits in trouble, it is not what Gu Cheng wants.

"Are you really okay?"

Seeing that his body was already covered with curse tattoos, his eyeballs were also pitch black, his facial muscles were hideous, and pimples stood out.

The curse has been materialized, like a maggot attached to the bone, deep into the bone marrow, and it is almost impossible to completely eradicate it in this world of the living whose strength is limited.

"What's the problem? I do this a lot! ”

Myron 。。。。。 Gradually autistic.

Myron is a dead man who specializes in spells, and thinks he has some talent.

Yuehua's three seal spells, this own original technique, also made him secretly proud.

But today, there is a crack in Myron's confidence.

Suddenly, I found that what I was proud of before might have little effect on the man in front of me.

Although all the curses on his body are attributeless, they can't stand the richness and thickness.

Can your own three-knife flow play a role? It might be a real problem.

Turning his head, not wanting to face this perverted "teammate", Myron suddenly felt that there were really many demons in the cemetery.

It's just that the head of the dormitory on one floor is so perverted, so how strong should a freshman who can be in the dormitory management position?

It seems that I still need to keep a low profile,,,

The gunfire outside is still there, and one or two gunshots will be heard every few minutes, sometimes far and sometimes near, so lively.

Weaving Dream is leading a group of younger brothers to guard under the stone platform at the moment, but his heart is extremely irritable.

It's not that there are always one or two grasshoppers doing moths to fight the fire,,, although it is a little troublesome, it is not impossible to solve.

The annoying part is that there are no other forces guarding here, and the contestants in Area 5 seem to have evaporated from the world, either hiding or going to other areas to find a way to survive.

It seems that no one is thinking about guarding the treasure at all...

But why are you here?

Why?

Weaving dreams wants to know themselves.

It's not because I've entered the Golden City a little later.

In other words, since I entered the Golden City, I haven't seen a single group of 5 living people.

If it weren't for the Shitai's unusual reaction to non-members of the group, Weaving Dream might have really thought that the bugs that kept heading towards Shitai were reinforcements.

What about people? Where have all the people gone?

The dead agree with the strength of this dream weaving, which is completely speechless. Otherwise, he would not be left alone, and he paddled the water with confidence. . .

After all, among the new people, there are still some celebrities, but what about people from other forces?

It can't all be dead, right?

At this moment, Weaving Dream even regretted offending the scarlet madman in his heart.

The other party entered here before himself, and according to the rules summarized by his subordinates, the dead people who entered the Southern Wasteland during this time were all assigned to five groups.

If that guy was here, he would probably be a lot less stressed.

Now the basic situation is clear, if you want to fight for treasures, you must either fight inwardly or go out.

Go out and go to the territory of the other groups to loot the treasures they are guarding.

However, this will inevitably meet with strong resistance, and it is difficult for an individual or a small group to succeed.

Infighting, as the name suggests, is all about taking out the other competitors in the group.

However, unless you are very confident in your own strength, and the early stage of the game is average, absolutely no one will do such a stupid thing.

Of course, there is also a very important problem with this, if the members of each group do not see each other before, it is difficult to detect the existence of spies.

There are never a few orphans wandering around the region.

For three days, Weaving Dreams endured countless artillery attacks.

The tranquilizer gun with the smell of seafood and the oversized cannonball endlessly harassed his own guard position.

Sleepless day and night, several shifts, although the dead are in the dark and their vision is not limited in any way, but they are mentally devastated.

The third group and the sixth group are all eliminated. 〗

In the sky, the ethereal and distant voice of the golden giant reached everyone's ears.

Gu Cheng's hand hiding in the cellar and eating dried meat was also a slight meal.

"So fast? Just eliminated two groups at once? ”

"It stands to reason that it shouldn't be so coincidental! Did anyone cooperate? Myron also interjected uncertainly, but his eyes were staring at the Texas card in his hand, with a solemn face and a serious expression!

"Who knows? It's none of our business. I believe that the Dream Weaver should not be stupid enough to fight alone. Gu Cheng threw out the last two cards casually, and cheered again.

"You've lost again. Hahaha! Quickly, the strips of cloth are attached. Describe in detail how you killed the Six Dragons, and remember to talk about the ups and downs. ”

At this moment, Myron's image has changed a lot, and the original poker face has been covered by more than a dozen small notes, not only that, but many places on his body are also covered with these dense small notes.

The Texas card was scraped from a cowboy, and the note was more of a flammon.

The two of them avoided boredom, but in this dark, without a trace of light, in the cellar, they played and flew up.

But the result was a bit dramatic.

In the end, Myron looked at Gu Cheng, who didn't have a note on the other side, and finally couldn't help but express his grievances.

"I suspect you're cheating, but I don't have proof."

"Hahaha!! Don't play tricks, tell stories. ”

Gu Cheng didn't care much about the matter of the Six Dragons, but he really couldn't do anything here.

The six dragons were killed by Myron, which is not surprising.

The old, Voldemort, but they all have enough patience...

In the city, the originally chaotic atmosphere also fell into a short suspension period with the sudden news.

Everyone is still digesting the effects of this change.

The orphans who went out to wander also had a little more worry in their hearts, and gradually began to approach their own districts.

After all, it is closely related to one's own life, and always relying on the hands of others is indeed a little worrying.

Now that he has not obtained the treasure, in addition to the weakness of the power, it also reflects the problem of strength.

It's also time to give up that somewhat unrealistic fantasy in your heart.