After class, everyone in the class talked about what had just happened, and the classroom was shrouded in a cloud of confusion and anxiety, and all kinds of suspicion and panic filled the surroundings. Hang Yi's two good friends, Han Feng (male No. 27) and Lu Hua (male No. 9), who came here for immigration and IELTS respectively, also gathered. Lu Hua gasped and said, "It's incredible, in real life, such a thing can happen!" ”

"Hey, you say, are we the chosen ones of God?" Han Feng looked excited.

Hang Yi looked at him. "You seem to be 'kindly' happy?"

"I can't say I'm happy, but at least it's very exciting!" Han Feng said, "Don't you think so? Billions of people in the world, God actually chose 50 of us! ”

Hang Yi and Lu Hua glanced at each other, and felt that Han Feng's thinking mode was really different, and his receptivity was much stronger than that of ordinary people—he immediately entered the state. But Hang Yi had to pour him a basin of cold water: "According to what the 'old god' said, God only chose one of the fifty of us, and the other 49 will all die in this competition!" ”

Hearing Hang Yi say this, Han Feng seemed to realize the severity of the problem. But after a few seconds, he regained his senses: "Leave this at that. If everything that 'Old Gods' said was true, would we really have access to superpowers? ”

"Do you have superpowers now?" Hang Yi asked.

"Now? Probably not so fast, right? ”

"You try it?"

Han Feng suddenly 'revealed' a frightened look, shook his head and said, "No, the ability I chose can't be tried casually......"

Hang Yi and Lu Hua glanced at each other suspiciously. Lu Hua said, "Han Feng, can you tell us what ability you chose?" ”

Han Feng hesitated for a moment, didn't answer, and asked instead, "What about you?" Will you tell me? ”

Lu Hua didn't say it either. Hang Yi frowned. If this competition is true, then no one dares to 'expose' the bottom easily. As a result, good friends have become insincere. He didn't want to see this scene, so he diverted the topic: "Forget it, don't talk about this." Whether this matter is true or not, and how it will develop, let's wait and see. ”

The three of them were silent for a while. Soon, the class bell rang again. The English teacher stepped up to the podium again and began the lesson.

After the afternoon tutoring, Hang Yi took the bus back home.

Parents sit in the living room watching TV. Hang Yi wanted to tell them about the strange things that happened this afternoon, but he couldn't help but say nothing. He knew his parents too well, they only cared about real issues such as housing prices, prices, promotions, stocks, etc., and it was impossible for them to believe such bizarre things. Therefore, Hang Yi just said hello to his parents and went into his room.

Hang Yi turned on the computer, clicked on the ARC network battle platform, and selected "The King of Fighters 97", yesterday's hateful "Nanjing Small World" was actually there again. Hang Yi was excited and decided to take revenge.

Hang Yi entered the online battle room with the "Nanjing Small World". He chose the strongest lineup at the beginning of today, and he didn't dare to slack off.

After the first game started, Hang Yi couldn't resist it like yesterday. Yagami, who he was best at, was quickly defeated, and the two corners of the back were also beaten to the ground, and he was almost powerless to fight back. Seeing that the "Nanjing Small World" was about to win against the three of him with only one Cao Zhijing. Hang Yi stared at his gradually decreasing blood trough, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. I really don't want to lose so badly...... I'm going to be ridiculed and ridiculed by this guy again in a while, damn it.

Just thinking like this, suddenly, Hang Yi's eyes widened. He was surprised to see an incredible scene on the computer screen - the blood groove of the horn 'color' that he had 'manipulated' was about to be reduced, but it was filled with blood in an instant. Moreover, no matter how much the opponent fights, he will not lose blood again.

His mouth opened wide in shock, and he forgot to '' in shock. At the same time, he was surprised, apparently, his opponent "Nanjing Small World". The other also stopped, as if to think about what was going on.

At this time, Hang Yi noticed that the time in the game was also suspended—plus he wouldn't lose blood—which was equivalent to entering an invincible state.

Do I really have the superpower to control the "game"? And just inadvertently launched?

While he was in a daze, the "Nanjing Small World" launched another round of onslaught. On the screen, Hang Yi's Seven Flails Society was beaten to pieces, but it just didn't shed a trace of blood! "Nanjing Small World" seems to have entered a state of madness, playing more and more hard, but at the same time, it has also lost its cool and 'exposed' its flaws. Hang must have calmed down, seized the opportunity to fight back, and pulled back a game.

The next two games are obviously extremely unfair. Hang Yi's corner 'color' is in an invincible state, and he has simply become an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. In this case, no matter how strong the opponent is, he will only lose. Soon, "Nanjing Small World" lost the set.

A sentence full of resentment came - you are hanging? What kind of ability is it to win by cheating!

Hang Yi did not respond. He knew he hadn't won well. But he didn't have the heart to explain it to his opponent now. His heart was pounding - at the moment, he had more important things to verify right away.

Hang locked the 'door' of the room - his parents were not allowed to lock the 'door' in the first place, but now he can't take care of it so much. He took out the white 'color' PSV game console that Mi Xiaolu gave him at noon from his bag and entered the game "Snake Warriors 2".

In the game screen, Zhao Yun rode into the enemy formation. Hang Yi meditated in his heart. characters, upgrades; Experience points, full of experience.

The game looks like it's been modified by Goldfinger. Now, Zhao Yun on the battlefield was upgraded by one level every time he attacked, and within a minute, he had risen from level 23 to level 99 at full level. And the experience value in the game has also become 9999.

Hang put down the PSP slowly and sat on the 'bed', his head buzzing. He took a few deep breaths and exhaled slowly, still unable to suppress the 'agitation' in his heart. He was trembling all over now, and his head was running with blood in his head.

Oh my god, I really have superpowers, superpowers that can control "games"!

Now, there is no doubt about it. What happened in the afternoon—what the "old gods" said, has come true!

When Hang Yi clearly realized this, a flash of electricity suddenly crossed his mind - if I have superpowers, it proves that the other 49 people have also become superpowers.

50 people fought each other, and finally won one person - the phrase "Old God" came to Hang Yi's mind. He was shaken all over his body.

Use your superpowers to knock down your opponent and win the final victory - although Hang Yi rejects this cruel competition rule in his heart, he always has to think about self-preservation no matter what. But now it seems that if his ability is to control the "game" - this is simply disadvantageous to the extreme!

'' things in the game – this ability is not bad for winning an esports tournament. But how to use self-protection and confrontation? If the other candidates are very capable, then wouldn't I just be killed in seconds?

Thinking of this, Hang Yi was extremely remorseful. He realized that he had made such a mistake that he had chosen a wasted ability.

What to do? Hang Yi thought uneasily. How can I protect myself? F