There's definitely something wrong with this script.

The entire ninth floor of Bray Mall is an exclusive experience area for the game "Freedom Night".

Some games with a wider target group may also develop access versions of holographic glasses in order to take care of players.

But "Freedom Night" is a game that is popular all over the world. The lowest-end access version can only be accessed by game helmets, and the standard version is access to the game cabin.

So the huge experience area, at a glance, is the neatly arranged game helmets, and the neatly arranged game cabins and game nutrition cabins.

At first glance...

It's like coffins are placed there one by one.

Creepy.

At the front desk of the experience area, there is a huge poster that occupies the entire wall.

The poster is a beautiful nebula background, the characters are painted with cool and tough silver-blue mech warriors tearing monsters, and the font on the poster is the promotion of the new version of "Freedom Night" "Battle of the Sea of ​​Dirac" language.

Although the official release date has not yet arrived.

But one month before the release, the "Freedom Night" official game experience hall in Mandala City has opened a new version of the experience without deleting files to all players.

So it makes sense.

Such a grand sight will attract many tourists in Mandala City.

"What do you know about this new version?"

Post asked.

There were still explosions downstairs.

Escape warnings echoed throughout the mall.

But the two people who came to the ninth floor were very calm.

Xu Shuo looked at the slogan on the huge poster.

Then he recounted it intact: "Mysterious monsters invaded the super galaxy, the battle of the Dirac Sea broke out, and the mechs fought against alien creatures. The blood was burning and the shock went online."

The tone of his retelling was unremarkable.

It's an awful read.

Post: "..."

...

The two walked into the experience hall.

There were still explosions and chaotic quarrels downstairs, and the alarm was still ringing in the corridors of the whole building, but the two of them wandered around the gaming helmet experience area.

The game cabin is not going to be considered.

Because when entering the game cabin, the human body is in a dormant state, so it is completely impossible to perceive what is happening outside.

Although the experience of the game helmet is worse than that of the game cabin, the human body is awake and has clear five senses and six senses of the external atmosphere.

Therefore, players who often tend to use gaming helmets, except for one reason is lack of money.

Another reason is that the environment in which he lives needs to be aware of the safety of the outside world at all times.

Just like the current situation of the two of them.

"Are you sure you want to enter the game now?"

While saying this, Post looked at the game helmet hanging on the shelf, and then looked at the young man beside him who was already debugging the game helmet.

He frowned and continued: "You must know that the inspection team below will rush up at any time. For them, the distance on the ninth floor does not need 30 seconds. It is easy to find us in these experience halls."

Xu Shuo said calmly without raising his head: "Why do you think he insists on letting us come to the game city?"

Post heard the words and paused slightly.

--why?
Because they don't know what the hell the "Dirac Sea" is now.

And in the entire Mandala City, or the entire world now, the only thing related to "Dirac's Sea" is the new version of the game "Freedom Night".

So that might be one of the clues.

As for the "he".

The identity of that brainless boy is still a mystery.

But the words and deeds of the other party all the time.

It seems that they really hope that they will come to the game city.

Post was thoughtful, he took off the full-coverage game helmet on the shelf, and then looked at Xu Shuo who was beside him.

At this time Xu Shuo had activated the game helmet.

However, he noticed Post's overly strong gaze, so he looked sideways.

"how?"

"I have never used this helmet."

In short, he won't use it.

But there was nothing wrong with Post's facial expression.

Xu Shuo glanced at him interestedly, but time was urgent, so he didn't point at other game helmets to make fun of people, but just took Post's game helmet and started the program.

"Didn't you say that Mandala City has a brain that monitors all the networks? Don't you worry that we will be controlled after connecting to the game?"

Post suddenly said again.

Xu Shuo looked at him upon hearing this.

There was a shallow smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and his eyes were a bit thought-provoking: "I'm not worried."

Post: "..."

Huh.

In the end, the two put on the game helmet together.

……

……

The other side at this time.

Mandala City Administration Building.

After the middle floor of the building was attached by several small drones, it was directly blown out of a huge hole.

The corners of the two walls seemed to have been bitten off, missing a hole for air leakage, and the electronic cables embedded in the walls were broken and drooping, still flashing with lightning.

Probably because the center of this wall area was destroyed, part of the silver-white building's wall became dimmed, turning iron gray and dull.

Muriel watched from the edge of the damage.

She just saw the battleship appear from the sky orbit not far away.

It was a gigantic building comparable to a building.

Because it is too huge.

So it is located in a higher position in the air orbit, casting shadows that cover the sky and fog, but the bottom of the hull is like the sparkling water.

It was a colorful light.

The almost completely black battleship reflects the neon lights in the city, and the hull is dyed with mottled brilliant colors, like a huge whale that relies on spectrum to hide in the fog, swimming lightly through the ocean in the sky.

Muriel: "..."

Is this the army that belongs to her?

Although the name is not hers, it must be under her command now, right?
After all, the entire Mandala City is now equivalent to the back garden of the mayor's secretary.

at this time.

The micro-end that Muriel wore on her wrist sounded a signal, and then the virtual electronic screen automatically popped up and displayed in front of her eyes.

[After 1 hour and 03 minutes, there will be a space storm in Tongliao Port, please deal with it as soon as possible. ]
It is a message from the mayor.

But after reading this message, Muriel seemed to find something and was slightly surprised.

She immediately pulled up to read the history message.

confirmed--

In the past, the occurrence of space storms was suggested to be within the time interval of three hours or more than two hours.

Nothing later than two hours.

Even when the calculations of the sixth-generation intellectual brain are insufficient, even if the exact time cannot be given, the mayor can basically guarantee a three-hour interval.

As a result, it is now replaced with a seventh-generation intelligent brain, but it has regressed instead.

Looks like something went wrong.

I don't know if the space storm will affect her main mission.

After receiving the reply, Muriel turned around and was about to deal with the matter when she suddenly remembered something and stopped abruptly.

Then she tentatively called out to the surroundings.

"Seventh Generation Intellectual Brain SC?"

""I am here. ""

It sounds very crisp and friendly, but the electronic voice that can't tell whether it's a man or a woman or age suddenly sounds.

And I can't tell the direction of its sound.

It seems to be from all sides of the building.

"Where are the two people I brought with me now?"

Muriel asked after a pause.

""The last locked location is the area A010-A011 of Osan Port, Mandala City. ""

A radar screen was displayed on the wall of the corridor, which was a three-dimensional map of Mandala City, but the locked range covered a large area, and there was no accurate landing point.

Muriel frowned: "Don't you know the exact location?"

"Mandala City is affected by the space distortion of Tongliao Port, and area A011 is subject to unknown interference. SC is currently unable to accurately locate the target for you. ""

""Please go to Tongliao Port immediately to deal with the space storm that will be generated in 59 minutes. ""

Zhinao's voice was not in a hurry.

But there is a sense of oppression of cold and inorganic matter.

Muriel's eyes moved slightly.

She suddenly asked: "SC, do you know where the other people in Datura City have gone, and when the battleship of the inspection team was dispatched?"

""Please go to Tongliao Port immediately to deal with the space storm that will be generated in 59 minutes. ""

However, Zhinao just repeated this sentence.

Muriel frowned, she didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards the elevator of the building.

However, after coming to the office passage where the two people were detained just now, she met a member of the inspection team who had entered the building before.

The other party seems to be inspecting the damaged wall.

Muriel walked to him with a calm expression, raised her hand and patted the man's shoulder, and waited for the man to turn his head to look over.

Without warning, she shot at the man's explosion-proof helmet very quickly!
result……

"Well!"

The member of the inspection team made a sound that was caught off guard.

"Sir, what are you going to do?!"

A man's panicked voice came from under the helmet.

Muriel pulled the man's helmet hard, but she couldn't take it off with all her might!

All the members of the inspection team wore black combat uniforms covering their entire body, and their entire heads were covered by an all-black anti-riot helmet.

"Sir, sir!"

The members of the inspection team whose helmets were torn off became more and more panicked.

Muriel had no choice but to let go.

"You take off the helmet for me!"

"Sir, before the mission is over, we can't disarm the combat equipment without authorization, otherwise, it is very likely that the psychic will take the opportunity to invade the mind."

The members of the inspection team said solemnly.

Muriel stared at him: "I announce that your mission is over, and you don't need to participate in the subsequent missions, so take off the helmet for me now!"

"Sorry, sir, you are not my immediate commander, and I cannot follow your orders."

The members of the inspection team spoke firmly.

Muriel looked at him blankly for a while.

The other party was also wearing a pitch-black helmet and stared at her.

"Hello, Secretary Muriel, please go to Tongliao Port immediately to deal with the space storm that will occur in 51 minutes. ""

Until Zhinao's voice broke the silence.

at the same time.

Green fluorescent lines flickered on the walls of the building, converging at the central elevator entrance of the building like a guide, and the elevator passage opened automatically amidst the sound.

""Please go to Tongliao Port immediately to deal with the space storm that will be generated in 51 minutes. ""

This is already a sign of urging.

Muriel suddenly felt a little inexplicably irritated.

But she didn't say anything in the end, and turned around and left here following the guidance of the route. After entering the central elevator, Zhinao directly sent her to the rooftop on the top floor of the building.

The roof of the building was covered in gray fog.

Several bright lights penetrated the mist and landed on the exclusive aircraft not far away.

……

……

Ouch.

It's nothing.

I just feel that this article may have reached a bottleneck period. I have a complete story frame in my mind, but I feel that I can't write it out, or it is difficult to write the effect I want, so I cut and deleted a little bit.

After so many repetitions.

There is no motivation...