As Yuan Chenfei spoke, the twenty-one professions on the three-dimensional image disappeared, and finally only one profession remained.

Gunman.

Mystra's voice rang out again, this time mechanically and mechanically.

"Your original professional skills, talents, attributes, and divine powers have been sealed. ”

"You've chosen the gunslinger class. ”

"Your natural level is level 30 and you get the corresponding basic attributes. ”

"You have fifty skill points, which you can add to them freely. ”

"Tournament Location: Planet Takmit, Radiant Federation, Ruins of Nutan. ”

"Background: Planet Takmet was once a technological planet that had developed to the pinnacle of a first-class civilization, but for unknown reasons, it eventually declined, leaving only a post-apocalyptic world. Even the once great capital of the Radiant Federation, Nutan City, is now in ruins. And now, the Trialists of the Gods will be cast on the land for a brutal race to determine who is the best warrior of the gods. ”

"Contest content:"

"One: Find out the secret of the destruction of the Radiant Federation. Complete missions and earn 100 points. ”

"Two: Survive for one day and get ten points. ”

"Three: Hunt the target with the specified points and get the corresponding points. ”

"Four: Obtain items with designated points and obtain corresponding points. ”

"Points are non-transferable. ”

"Rankings are sorted by the points earned. ”

"This competition is a semi-free competition mode, hunting other professions, you can get 10% of the points earned by professionals. ”

Seeing the content of the game, Yuan Chenfei frowned slightly.

Sure enough, speculation is always just speculation, and all prediction and analysis, even if it makes sense at the time, will actually have a certain amount of error, and the so-called 100% accuracy does not exist.

Yuan Chenfei did guess that the venue of the competition was a science fiction world.

But what he didn't expect was a ruin.

You must know that gunners are actually a profession that relies on resources a lot, and the strength of the vast majority of gunners is directly linked to the weapons in their hands.

But at the same time, the gunner is also the best at urban warfare, and it can be said that as long as the urban terrain is in the urban terrain, the gunner's strength is naturally increased by three.

So in urban combat, there is nothing wrong with the choice of gunners.

However, the ruins meant that Yuan Chenfei might not be able to easily obtain the powerful weapons he needed, which was different from his judgment.

The good news, though, was that Mistra didn't give him a gun.

Not having a gun is a bad start for the Gunners, but the reason why it's good news is because it means that even in ruins, there will definitely be a weapon for the Gunners, otherwise the Gunners won't have to play in this game. Although each profession has adaptation problems, high and low, it is certainly not enough to make the gap so big.

As long as you can find a gun, that's a good thing!

In addition, there is another point that also verifies Yuan Chenfei's idea, that is, although this is a competition mode, it is possible to kill each other, but the reward for killing each other is very low.

But even a tenth of it is tempting, isn't it?

And theoretically, if you kill all your opponents, this first place is also your own, so even though it is a competition mode, it can also be considered a confrontation mode.

That's why it's called semi-free race.

Yuan Chenfei was analyzing, and Mystra's voice had sounded again: "You have obtained a special ability: illusion. You can change your appearance, but only once. Now, choose your look. ”

That's what Mystra had promised him before.

Yuan Chenfei was about to speak, when his heart suddenly moved.

He asked, "Is this planet Takmit real, or is it a fiction created by the gods with divine power?"

Mystra obviously didn't expect Yuan Chenfei to ask, "Does it matter?"

"Just ask. ”

Mystra thought for a moment and replied, "I can't answer that question. ”

Yuan Chenfei understood: "It turned out to be real?"

Mistra was also blindsided: "How do you know?"

Yuan Chenfei smiled.

That's the rhetoric.

There was once a big leader, when answering a reporter's question, he said that being an official sometimes means beating the official tone. Why? I'll give you an example. For example, the issue of the development of a certain area is a sensitive issue. Someone once asked me if I really wanted to develop the area. I can't answer yes, that would be an early disclosure of administrative secrets. You can't answer no, that means lying. I can't help but answer, because that would be tantamount to telling the other person that it is true. You journalists, you are very cunning. So I can only play an official tone and say don't ask this kind of question.

Mistra's words were worse than the big leader's, and he didn't say don't ask the question, but I couldn't answer it. This in itself means that the answer is affirmative.

You must know that there is a big difference between the real world and the virtual world, and the biggest difference is that the virtual world is arranged according to the will of the gods, while the real world operates according to the laws of nature, and the gods only guide them slightly.

The game of the gods is not an infinite space, and the gods don't seem interested in playing the virtual world, for them, the fictional world has no meaning, and those things that conform to the laws of nature and can exceed their plan are interesting.

The more unexpected, the more interesting!

Realizing this, Yuan Chenfei put forward his own transformation request.

After hearing Yuan Chenfei's request, Mystra fainted again: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'm sure. Yuan Chenfei replied in the affirmative.

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It's a desolate and broken world.

The rows of buildings and the strange shapes of various vehicles represent that this was once a highly civilized city.

But now, all of that is in the past.

Most of the buildings have collapsed, and occasionally standing, mostly disemboweled, with exploding smoke and plants crawling all over the city.

A lone horned wolf is here in search of food, cautious and greedy looking around for anything to fill its belly.

Just as it was searching, suddenly not far away, a light door suddenly appeared.

Out of the light gate came a burly man.

Food!

The thought flashed through the horned wolf's limited consciousness, ignorance made it fearless, and greed made it even more aggressive.

It rushed towards the big man, the sharp horns above its head aimed at the target.

But before it could get closer, it saw a huge fist blast towards it.

The fist slammed into the horns of the horned wolf, blasting the horned wolf away with a bone-chilling pain, and the broken horns rolled down in the air.

"Woo!" the horned wolf let out a mournful roar, knowing that he had provoked an existence that he could not afford to offend, and hurriedly ran to the side.

Unfortunately, before it could run far, a powerful palm grabbed it and lifted it up.

"A poor little one. The King of Chu whispered, "It should be able to be dinner." ”

He looked up at the sky, then took a breath of air.

The same air as the D-ball, I don't know if it's the planet Takmit itself, or the result of the gods' improvements.

It's a good thing that there is no problem with air adaptation, which means that basic survival should not be a problem, otherwise the gods will send everyone to death.

Twisting the neck of the horned wolf, the king of Chu then walked to a half-collapsed building and looked around.

He quickly found his goal, a building that remained intact as a whole, and the tallest of the entire ruins.

Confirming the target, the King of Chu walked towards the tallest building.

He made an appointment with the others to meet at the highest place.

His pace was not fast, but he was confident and powerful, and his gaze was constantly scanning.

Not far away, next to a few skeletons, a shield caught his attention.

The king of Chu walked over and picked up his shield.

The shield is transparent and looks similar to an explosion-proof shield, with a button on the armrest.

The King of Chu pressed the button, and the shield emitted a strong brilliance, because it was facing him, and it directly illuminated the King of Chu and couldn't open his eyes.

The King of Chu was busy transferring the shield, but he was very happy in his heart: "Haha, it's really a good baby, and it even has a strong light function." ”

This shield is a typical high-tech product, it is estimated that it is the explosion-proof shield in this world, and the most rare thing is that it can still be used.

Yes, the king of Chu is now a shield guard.

He was originally a warrior monk, but after entering the competition, he chose to be a shield guard.

As the boss, no matter how the king of Chu chooses, he will inevitably be a war position. Because he believes that only those who dare to charge forward are the most suitable to be the boss.

Typical underworld thinking.

Originally, he was still having a headache about equipment, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about this, this ruin should have equipment for all professions. It stands to reason that technological products can only be used by gunners, but now the king of Churen, who is not a gunman, can still use them, which shows that this is specially modified by the gods. Of course, it should be limited to the shield class.

was excited, and suddenly a frightened shout came from his ears: "Boss, help me!

When the King of Chu turned around, he saw Shen Wen running over, and to his surprise, there was nothing behind Shen Wen.

The king of Chu was stunned and walked over: "What are you panicking about? You are also a level 30 professional now, if there are any monsters you can't deal with, then I'm afraid I can't either." ”

Shen Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was no longer the original tenth-level little priest, but a thirtieth-level demonic warlock.

"I'm sorry, I forgot. But even if I'm on your level, I'll never be your opponent. Shen Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Being able to meet the King of Chu as soon as he came in, Shen Wen felt that he was lucky.

Seeing him like this, the King of Chu sighed in his heart. Shen Wen's brain is enough, but it's a pity that he lacks the spirit to fight for his life. But because of this, he didn't die in the battle of Xingye Manor - he didn't go in the first place.

At this moment, the king of Chu asked, "What have you encountered?"

Shen Wen was stunned and replied, "In the room over there, there was a black thing, I couldn't see what it was and ran away." ”

Before he could see what it was, he ran away, and the King of Chu was completely disappointed in Shen Wen's courage, he had never seen him so timid before.

Fortunately, what he needed was not Shen Wen's courage, but his mind.

"Let's go, go to the tallest building and join everyone. As long as we join forces, the winner of this competition will definitely be us!" said King Chu clenched his fists.

Although the gods changed the appearance of Yuan Chenfei, this did not prevent the King of Chu and his more than fifty people from uniting together.

This is their natural strength.

"Yes, we also want to find that kid Yuan Chenfei and kill him!" Shen Wen's eyes flashed with a vicious brilliance.

What he is afraid of is his own death, and he is not afraid of the death of others.

Game of the gods

Game of the gods