"Hey, what's the fuss, what about you!"

As soon as Wen Ruo closed his eyelids and was about to go to Zhou Gong's appointment, he heard a murmur in his ears, noisy and chaotic, his head hurt, and then a rough voice sounded like thunder in his ears.

[It's so annoying, and I don't let people sleep well.] 】

He snapped his eyes open to see who was playing a prank. The scene in front of him made Wen Ruoyi's stomach get up and be clean.

The gray sky is full of ruins. The high-tech building was shattered, and the only remaining part was also full of cracks and was in danger. The collapsed ruins are intertwined with each other, and a few green plants emerge from the cracks from time to time.

He was in a group of about 20 people, who looked either old or sick, with only a few young people, and they slowly advanced with the crowd.

The man who spoke was standing beside him, a fierce and strong man, wearing a black and white uniform, tall, 1.9 meters by sight, with a calloon in his mouth, a gun in his hand, and a wolf badge on his chest. Seeing that Wen Ruo came back to his senses, the strong man looked away and looked at the rest of the team again.

[Is this a dream?] 】

Wen Ruo calmly pinched herself, it hurt, and she didn't wake up - ruling out the possibility of falling into a dream.

In the next step, Wen Ruo looked left and right, and looked carefully at the surrounding environment, including the sky overhead, and crushed the ground with his toes against the fierce gaze that the strong man turned around again because of Wen Ruo's actions.

There are no cameras, no viewers are found, and the environment is nearly 100 percent realistic – no pranks.

Finally, he glanced at the gun in the strong man's hand, and the four or five armed men around him who were dressed up like the strong man.

Type 81 7.62mm automatic rifle, model is a bit old - the possibility of kidnapping and trafficking cannot be ruled out.

Based on this assumption, and looking at the more than a dozen old, weak, sick and disabled people in front of us, we can also conclude that the cost is completely not worth the benefit without analysis.

The possibility of kidnapping is infinitely close to zero.

So, all things that are impossible and the answer is as follows:

[Yourself, crossed? 】

"Hey, what's the fuss!"

The strong man next to Wen Ruo was dissatisfied with Wen Ruo's small actions, these homeless people always thought that they could hide behind others and enjoy the peace of life in exchange, and it was the most correct decision not to let them in at the base, and this kind of person was what he hated the most.

He thought about it, and felt that Wen Ruo's speed was really too slow, and the prejudice in his heart made him subconsciously reach out and push Wen Ruo.

"Hurry up!"

It didn't look like much force, but it couldn't withstand Wen Ruo's current body being too brittle, and he was pushed.

Wen Ruo, who is sure that he has crossed over, did not angrily shout at the strong man, this is not a cost-effective behavior, and the task at hand is to figure out the current situation, not to become the target of public criticism. Wen Ruo kept his senses and followed the team on.

[The current situation doesn't look good. 】

Ruins, armed men, guns, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, all these elements are not a good start.

On the contrary, the strong man seemed to feel a little guilty because of his impulsiveness, and scolded and spoke:

"After passing through the front door, there is the scope of this dungeon, and the minimum number of participants is 20. Although some people are voluntary, there are also some people who are not, but they have all come to this point, no matter how reluctant they are, they have to accept the reality and think about how to clear the dungeon.

For the sake of your peers, I also have some advice for you. ”

The strong man glanced at Wen Ruo, saw that she was listening intently, and continued:

"Calm, sane, alive. This is a must-have quality for those who have cleared the customs. Some people are not in good health, and they have to use their brains more when they encounter problems, most of the dungeons are not combat types, and if you are lucky, you only need to use your brains to clear the level, of course, provided that you have brains. ”

"And, the base's commitment is still counting. If you can successfully get out of this dungeon, the base will allow you to become an official resident and own your own housing in the city. ”

[Dungeon, minimum number of participants, combat type, base, clearance, official resident. 】

Wen Ruo extracted the key words from the strong man's words, and it seemed that he had entered a world completely different from modern society, which looked like a world after some kind of disaster, and there were copies that could not be explained by science.

If you refer to the novels that Wen Ruo has read in the modern world, then the dungeon should be a knockout mechanism that needs to meet certain conditions for customs clearance, and people will continue to die in the process, and the last person who clears the customs will get a certain reward.

In the final analysis, just like all kinds of explicit and implicit examinations in modern society, the essence is still a selection, the excellent survive, and the losers are eliminated. Whether it is relying on your own strength or stealing the achievements of others, if you pass, you will be promoted, and from then on, you will be proud of the spring breeze and see all the Chang'an flowers in one day.

Wen Ruo thought about the meaning of this kind of selection, and what kind of existence led to such a selection?

"That's all for you, let's go through the door in front of you in an orderly manner and enter the dungeon." After the strong man finished speaking, he waved his hand, signaling that the others could enter the dungeon.

In front of everyone, there was a door standing abruptly in the air, and there were several big words floating in the air above the door:

Dungeon [No Survivors]

Minimum number of people to open: 20

Current number of dungeons: 0/20

After the strong man finished speaking, the rest of the armed men raised their guns and pointed them at the crowd, as if to prevent someone from temporarily renegating.

Several young people in front of the crowd stood together, looking at each other, and it seemed that they had completed the alliance on the road, and one of them, a young man with short black hair, in his twenties, and an honest face, took the lead in stepping forward, put his hand on the doorknob, paused for a few seconds, unscrewed it, and stepped into the door.

The remaining three youths followed closely behind the door. Seeing this, the rest of the people didn't hesitate any longer, and there were guns pointed at them behind them.

Wen Ruo is not in a hurry, she is at the end of the team, and she is exploring the golden finger of the crossing, it stands to reason that the chosen children of the crossing will have some special skills that can be called bugs.

[What about the system, where is the standard system for crossing the protagonist? ] System, cutie, my cheating! 】

Wen Ruo shouted a few times in his heart, but was silent and did not respond.

......

If it was in the animation, Wen Ruo's head should have six small black dots flying over at this time.

Wen Ruo touched himself again to see if there was anything extra on his body, such as bracelets, necklaces, and rings. No.

......

Feel again if there are any new organs in the body, such as the dantian, such as the spiritual sea.

Again, no.

Garbage crossing, three no products. You won't even give me a science from another world!

During the toss, the people in front of him had already entered the back of the door one after another, and it was Wen Ruo's turn.

She approached the door, resting her right hand on the doorknob, which felt no different from a normal doorknob, just a floating door from the side.

Looking at it from the front, the scene behind the door is blurry, like a person who has a thousand degrees of shortsightedness suddenly takes off his glasses, and the feeling of wanting to see but not seeing anything clearly.

Wen Ruo found that he was not afraid, raised his legs, took a step, and entered the door.

[Detected that the number of players has reached 20/20, and the dungeon has been successfully loaded, this time the dungeon is "no survivors"]

Inside, it was dark and then brightened, and everyone was in a separate space.

【Quest Scene Construction】

A figure waited quietly in an empty area for the copy to be built, when suddenly, a special system prompt sounded

[This notice is known to only one person, and this copy is "no one survived"

Your status is: Judge

Introduce:

1. The judge may try two people per night, choosing whether to die or not

2. One person died that day, and the judge was unable to hold the trial at night

3. More than two people died that day, and the judge could go into a state of madness at night

4. After nightfall, if there are more than two people in the room, a judge will be brought in and an additional trial may be held

Clearance Conditions: Kill all players except the judge himself

Remark:

1. It is judged to be night after 7 p.m.

2. After falling into a state of madness, the judge obtains the item 'Trial Revolver', and at the same time, the sanity value gradually decreases, and the force value increases, the duration depends on the judge's own sanity value, and after exiting the madness state, he will enter the disempowerment period. 】

The figure silently listened to the rules of the system, and seemed to smile.

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Turning his perspective back to Wen Ruo's side, after stepping through the door, Wen Ruo entered a white space and waited.

【Quest Scene Construction】

During this period, Wen Ruo pondered the possibility of returning to the original world, from the known situation:

First of all, she heard a chaotic whisper, which made her have a splitting headache, but that language was already blurred in Wen Ruo's memory, and only the pain was very clear.

Immediately after that, I opened my eyes and came to this world.

A post-apocalyptic wasteland déjà vu, a group of incapable teammates, a copy beyond the scope of scientific explanation.

"Hey, there's too little information at the moment, so I'm very passive."

Wen Ruo smacked her teeth, but the panic of ordinary people did not appear in her, Wen Ruo was still able to maintain her sanity and think:

The next thing to do is to gather information and find a way to leave the dungeon. It's best not to come out, so as not to expose yourself as a novice and be targeted by others as a substitute for the dead. As for exploring the reason for your own crossing, that is something that you can continue to consider after leaving this dungeon.