Shi Mo raised his eyebrows, it was actually this game.

Before he crossed over, the game was a global hit.

To make a military sandbox game, this game is not only very gameplay, but also very entertaining.

The anchor effect is also good, so it is very popular.

Of course, Shi Mo felt that there was another factor.

That is, the broadcast range of this game is large enough.

Foreigners play a lot.

So it triggered a lot of good things for Chinese players to play in groups.

Not for anything else, just to beat foreigners.

Experience the feeling of beating foreign devils.

"I don't know if it's changed." Shi Mo thought about it, let's play first.

Changed.

Shi Mo estimated that there would definitely be.

After all, the Matrix Games platform will bring all of this to life.

This is no joke.

So many people, live streaming death on a global scale, that's not a funny thing.

Countries will not let it go.

After all, if it's really similar to the game in the previous life, then the venue shouldn't be small.

Shi Mo opened the game.

"Ahh

"What is this place?"

"Where am I?"

"Go to TM, who kidnapped Lao Tzu."

"Who are you?"

"What is this place?"

Shi Mo listened to the various shouts coming from the headphones and frowned.

Sure enough, it was the same as he had guessed.

The participants are selected from all over the world.

Because Shi Mo heard more than one language in the headphones.

He knew the meaning thanks to the on-screen subtitle translation.

In that way, it's interesting.

Language barrier.

As a result, many people are unable to solve problems through communication.

Even cooperation is a problem.

How many people have to die here?

Shi Mo didn't know, but he didn't want to know either.

What he has to do is to adjust his mentality, play a game first, and see if there is any difference from his previous life.

He doesn't just play the game now.

Why does he keep resurrecting every time he plays a game?

Is it true that Shi Mo can't pass the level?

Of course not, like the killer he plays.

If he uses violent means, direct impact, and hard ones, he plays it as CS.

That's not impossible.

But what about the result?

How much benefit does he get?

How much in-game currency?

Improves the rating of the game's ending.

That's his main task.

He's here to make benefits, not to make game strategies.

This.

He knows it well.

Gradually, the screen lit up.

Shi Mo also saw the situation inside.

I saw that there were people all around, and although it was not very dense compared to the space here, there were a lot of people.

Shi Mo looked at these people and estimated that there were a hundred.

Watching them wake up one by one, they quarreled one by one, and many people gestured with their hands.

Because of the language barrier.

The brain is a little more flexible, and after finding that the language barrier is not understood, he decisively leaves and looks for other people to communicate.

However, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

There is always a bunch of idiots who are stupid and mentally retarded, and they will yell at the slightest disagreement.

Then Shi Mo watched a few blacks not far away and a few other people fighting.

"Is this the legendary Quality Square?" Shi Mo looked at the top of his head and shrugged, although this was not an open-air square.

The character controlled by Shi Mo walked, and someone accosted him on the way, although Shi Mo understood what the other party meant, but he couldn't speak the bird language.

In his previous life, he couldn't even speak English.

In this life, to be honest, the English level is not bad.

After all, the original owner is a scholar.

Shi Mo walked around.

Listen carefully with your ears, sometimes Shi Mo can clearly see that there is a slight shaking of the screen.

"Isn't this on a plane?" Shi Mo was shocked.

The rest of the people were not slow to respond.

"We're on a plane, right?" A man patted the edge.

There are no windows here.

So no one reacted.

But as soon as someone said it, everyone reacted immediately.

After all, when flying in the air, everyone can still feel the difference.

Once you have a suspicion, you find out immediately.

After all, as long as you live in this world, how many fools are there in this era?

The advent of the Internet has taught many people what is called a routine.

"What is this?" A white man clutched his chest and shouted, he spoke English, so many people subconsciously looked at it, and then subconsciously touched their chest.

One after another cries came suddenly.

"What is this? What's on me?"

"Who did this?"

"This ...... Looks like a bomb, right? ”

"Oh no, it's a bomb."

A man took off his shirt, looked at the small device tied to his chest, covered his head and screamed.

The others heard the man's scream and took a look, which can be regarded as exploding.

The colorful and fine lines on the device, the flashes of red light, all correspond to the bombs in people's minds.

A miniature bomb was strapped to the chest of the people.