Seven days have passed since the invitation was sent, and the selected ones who have been invited have mixed emotions.

Some people are irritable and anxious, some are as lazy as ever, some simply choose not to believe, and some try to trace the source of the information back in the past, and then the computer is blown up by the Glory Master.

Their every move is under Zhou Zhou's surveillance, especially the super hacker who tried to fight the intrusion, and Zhou Zhou is very worried about his future.

After all, in the next encounter, the so-called hacking technology is really - useless.

The last four places Zhou Zhou was randomly selected to the special case team.

After all, as the largest special ability group in Huaxia, it would be good for them to get in touch with the main god game as soon as possible.

At 11:59:50 a.m. on August 31, China time, "The Game of the Main God" is on!

"The first test of "Lord God Game" is about to start, you have ten seconds to prepare, please take care of your own safety properly. ”

Exactly the same text message was sent to the nearest communication device around the ninety-four people, including computers, mobile phones, and even televisions and radios.

On the endless viaduct, a small car suddenly accelerated, turned on its right turn signal, and suddenly stopped to the side of the road.

As soon as the car stopped, the driver was shocked, and his soul was instantly extracted from his body, leaving only a wisp of spirit to maintain the operation of his body.

One of the doctors who was cheating frowned, ignoring the shiny phone, up and down.

Suddenly, consciousness was fragmented, the whole person passed out in a coma, and the body was driven by instinct, and it was like a note.

The woman pressed under her gasped slightly, and it took a while to realize that something was wrong, and a scream rang out in the quiet hospital.

Zhao Heng, who lived in a rental house, saw the text message, he was neither happy nor sad, and his clean and scarless fingers had already touched the thin knife.

Ten seconds later, the knife left the first wound on his finger.

Mo Hangton, who was at work, had bread in his mouth, a disposable cup of coffee in his hand, and frowned slightly at the text message, as if he had an ominous premonition.

A few seconds later, Mohendon fell crookedly, and the coffee in his hand spilled on another policewoman in the elevator, causing chaos in an instant.

In the safe house of the special task force, six people picked up their mobile phones at the same time and clicked on the text message.

Around them, there were many high-end cameras, and at the same time, there was also a special case team peripheral advisor, a Taoist from a secret sect, who was engrossed in monitoring the six people.

The first time they saw the text message, the six of them drank the talisman water that had been prepared at the same time.

The room was also covered with rune paper made by Taoists, and the effect was not amazing, but it definitely had an effect.

However, the six were still confused as usual after ten seconds.

"Guarding a long line?"

"It's an out-of-body soul, and Penglai's soul talisman can't stop it. ”

"Hmph, there's a problem. ”

Behind the camera, a rough voice sounded, not deliberately targeted, but an irrepressible excitement and fanatical fighting spirit.

"Are you ready?"

"It's ready. ”

"I wish you all the best and a good harvest in advance. ”

"Accept your good words. ”

Cold, shaky...

The moment he woke up, Mo Hangton rolled around, half-squatted up, opened the five fingers of his left hand to protect his face, clenched his right fist, raised his arm to block his chest, and instantly completed his offense and defense, making the best preparations.

"Hmm~~ According to the usual practice, at this time, I will probably say that you are one of the people who came this time with a better quality..."

A deep voice rang out.

Mohendon looked up and quickly glanced around.

In addition to him, there were about twenty people lying around him.

In the ruins of the corner not far away, five people were sitting or standing, conscious, and the man who spoke to Mohanton was standing in front of him.

Military boots, camouflage pants, wearing a tight-fitting black vest, an inch of short hair like a thin needle standing up to the sky, a resolute face, deep facial features, obviously Asian.

It's a real man.

Whoever it is, the first sight of him will produce the same feeling.

There was a hint of questioning in Mohanton's eyes.

He could tell that the voice was spoken in Chinese, because he had studied Chinese because of a case and could understand a few syllables.

But he was even more surprised that he could understand Chinese.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a guy who can deal with people very well. The man changed into fluent English and held out his right hand toward Mohendon.

Mo Hangton hesitated for a moment, but when he saw the man's direct and sincere gaze, he immediately felt good and put his hand on it.

Such a man, even if he is an enemy, he will choose to fight head-on.

The man pulled Mohanton up and let go of his grip.

"My name is Mohendon Lee, and you can call me Mohendon. ”

"Dynasty. ”

Mohanton stood up, his vision widening a little, but he still had some doubts.

"Where is this?"

"I don't know, I just woke up a minute before you. ”

The man who claimed to be a dynasty shook his head, indicating that he was equally confused.

More than thirty people suddenly appeared in an empty and silent abandoned city, and there was no one else, not even a dog, but them.

"Hey, did you all get that damn text message?"

The dyed young man squatting in the corner of the wall spoke in a very impolite tone, and Mo Hangton frowned slightly when he heard it.

"Yes. Wang Chao looked sideways at the dyed young man.

"Grass, it really hurts, if I let Lao Tzu know which bastard got me here, I will definitely kill him. ”

The young man with dyed hair scolded and swore to make others disgusted.

"Hmph, who do you think you are, you have the ability to kidnap so many people, I really want to kill you, it's too much for a minute. ”

A middle-aged man with glasses got up from the ground, dusted his trouser legs, and cast a disdainful glance at the dyed-haired youth, then at Mohendon and the dynasty.

"My name is Clark Toynby, a dentist by profession, one of the 100 people selected. ”

In Clark's eyes, Morhandton and the dynasty were more trustworthy than the five people who left the team and stood in the corner as soon as they woke up.

This is not an inexplicable favor, but a reasonable deduction based on the psychological prediction of human subconscious behavior.

"WTF! It's unlucky to meet you everywhere. ”

Edward got up in a hurry, and without saying a word, he stayed away from Mohendon and hid far away.

Mo Hangton looked at the unfamiliar face for three seconds, and then reacted: "You are... Edward the Thief?!"

"Edward?"

"The Thief with a Thousand Faces?"

"Wait, are you also a Stranger?"

"So everyone is a stranger?"

The five people in the corner looked surprised, and they couldn't help but ask.

As a result, as soon as the question came out, everyone else showed a look of hindsight, and even Clark changed color slightly, carefully watching the expressions of Mohendon and the dynasty.

"No, I'm not. ”

The dynasty shook his head.

"I'm a martial artist, and I only have a pair of fists. ”

After a pause, the dynasty pulled out a serrated straight knife from his boot.

"And a knife. ”