"This is the first time that mankind has participated in a war game~"

"An unprecedented feat!"

"Fugu Tavern, today's drinks are free, go and participate in this carnival~"

Dilapidated motorcycles are parked on the banks of the river, and the horns in front of the cars play advertisements on a loop.

Soman pinched the steamed bun that had already eaten most of it, sat on the iron pillar on the shore that was used to tie the rope, and looked up at the sky in the gray fog area.

The mobile phone screen on his lap played the live broadcast of the central square, brilliantly brilliant, and all he could see at this time was a gray mist that barely shone some light.

The only thing he could enjoy was the cloudy weather in the area that only happens once every six months.

At this time, there was still about half an hour before the start of the game, and his publicity had been going on all day.

Relying on the money left by Yan Jing, the publicity effect is very good, judging from the photos taken by colleagues in the chat software, the free taverns everywhere are already full.

Even though these people didn't know, let alone cared who Yan Jing was, they did show up in the tavern and began to tune in to watch the war games.

That's enough!

After tonight, you'll be remembered by everyone! ’

Looking at the fleeting Yan Jing in the picture replaying on the screen, Soman ate the remaining steamed buns in one bite, got up and pushed the cart to the nearby tavern.

He had already tried his best to complete his task, and the rest depended on how far Yan Jing could play.

It was only here that the cart had gone out for a while, and Soman was confronted by a group of "wild men" who had painted themselves in various flowers and covered in various broken animal skins coming from the other side of the street.

They discussed the contestants in the city aloud, and announced their names one by one, imitating a few beast roars from time to time, as if they wanted to become blood purifiers spiritually, and be with them in this way.

Soman knew the urine nature of these people, and he would definitely be sarcastic when he saw ordinary people.

Because they have become spiritual blood purifiers, they must be distinguished from the untouchables, and they dare not put on a show in front of the real blood purifiers, but can only be taken in front of ordinary people like them.

This is indeed the case, and before the two sides met each other, several people looked at Soman.

Soman, who had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, subconsciously lowered his head and pushed the motorcycle into a corner, he didn't want to conflict with these people, he had done this before, but this time he did it only after he did it suddenly realize that the horn in front of the car was not turned off.

"For the first time, humans are involved...... What bullshit is said, how can ordinary people participate in war games? ”

Someone heard the sound from the horn, stepped forward and patted the front of the car, looked at Soman, and said with some questions,

"Say, which shameless guy made you do the propaganda?"

"It's a fact, Yan Jing, a martial artist in the third district of Gray Mist, he participated in the war game, the game is about to start, if you want to see it, you can go to the Fugu Tavern......"

Before he could finish speaking, Soman was pushed against the wall by the men, and the horn at the front of the car was knocked to the ground.

"Even if humans participate in war games, they are still going to be cannon fodder, and compared to those powerful blood purifiers, he is nothing, understand?"

A few more slaps were slapped on the top of Soman's head and cheek, and the men seemed to have something to do, kicking the horn on the ground into the river and leaving directly.

Soman, who stayed in place, hunched his upper body and snorted a few times, looking at the backs of the group of people leaving, thinking about what would happen to them if Yan Jing was there, and wanted to stop them and scold them a few words.

In the end, I picked up the mobile phone on the ground and put it back in my pocket, and pushed the motorcycle away.

As soon as he walked out of the middle of the street, he rubbed his hair in annoyance, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he looked back at the direction where the group of people had left.

After waiting for a while, he sighed gloomily and turned to leave again.

When he came to the outside of the puffer fish tavern, across the small half street, Soman saw the crowd gathered in front of the tavern, and some excitedly brushed up his somewhat messy hair, and walked over quickly.

However, when he came to the door of the tavern, he found that the atmosphere here was extremely cold.

There were indeed quite a few people who rushed over after hearing his propaganda, but they didn't do anything else when they entered the tavern, either picking up bottles and pouring them in, or just eating snacks such as biscuits provided by the tavern.

No one was watching the TV at the bar, which made Thorman frown.

The news he got from Yan Jing was to promote the latter as much as possible, and if this situation continued now, I am afraid that no one would look up at the screen when the war game was over.

Walking into the tavern, Soman quickly glanced at the TV screen, only to realize that it was a shot of the central square, which was filmed in the cheers of various blood cleaners.

Not to mention the others, Soman couldn't arouse any interest at all when he saw this kind of scene.

Three steps and two steps forward, grabbed the remote control and directly tuned to the live broadcast channel of the three areas of gray fog, Soman checked the live broadcast method of the war game in advance, and knew that each city had a corresponding shooting team.

Sure enough, as soon as the channel was tuned, a group of contestants, including Yan Jing, appeared on the screen.

They were on their way to the competition venue in an airboat.

"Look, Yan Jing has appeared, he is a real person! Not the blood-purifiers!"

Soman amplified the sound of the TV and shouted loudly, but when he turned around, he saw only a few people looking up, and the rest were still eating with their heads buried in their food, deaf to what was happening around them.

Holding the remote control aloft aloft and looking at the scene in front of him with excitement on his face, Soman suddenly felt a little overwhelmed......

Behind him, the game entered the final fifteen minutes of countdown.

Inside the airboat, in front of the camera of the film crew, the participants of the three areas of gray fog are making final preparations.

What happened on the platform outside the venue earlier obviously had a great impact on the entire team, so much so that Yan Jing sat alone on the side, while the rest of the people were all crowded across from him, not only did they not mean to communicate, but even eye contact was avoided as much as possible.

Although Yan Jing had managed to enter the venue at that time, his actions had completely made their team the target of public criticism.

It is foreseeable that when the game starts, they will inevitably be besieged by other teams, and other urban districts have even completed the tandem in private, and they must get rid of Yan Jing as a competitor before officially starting the game.

"According to the results of the previous location selection lottery, the location of this war game is the most chaotic Gray Mist District 10, and our landing location is on Pinjin Street in District 10, there are a few things that must be paid attention to in this area."

Wu Lu also sensed the strange atmosphere in the team, but now facing the camera, he couldn't say anything, he could only hope that Yan Jing would be able to fulfill his promise and achieve the final victory.

After a short silence, Wu Lu continued.

"First of all, the Grey Mist Sector 10 has become a gathering area for many criminal organizations and gangsters due to its constant chaos and turmoil, so after the operation begins, you will have to guard against not only other competitors, but also local armed personnel."

"Secondly, some unpleasantness that happened before is likely to cause us to encounter some unexpected situations, follow our pre-planned actions, avoid conflicts, and take the search for high-value targets as the core task!"

"Finally, as your range of motion shrinks, you can split into two teams and take care to preserve yourselves as much as possible."

Some of the words couldn't be said too clearly, but several blood purifiers in the team still heard the meaning of Wu Lu's words.

It's nothing more than focusing on Yan Jing, avoiding battles with other participating teams, taking down high-value targets first, and in the end, if they really encounter a siege, they can abandon Yan Jing, after all, the latter is the main target of the other participating teams.

Yan Jing could naturally understand these messages hidden in the words.

It's just that now he has no interest in breaking these things up, and just wants to let the war game start sooner.

He can't wait!

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