Players Please Get In the Car

  The atmosphere in the safe zone became solemn. Both the players and the ordinary people living in it lowered their heads in unison, expressing their final respect for these sacrificed players.

  Following the convoy were the hoisted corpses of Shahai players, and these were for the public to vent their anger. Someone kept picking up stones and throwing them on the corpses until the corpses were **** and bloody.

   "It's quite far from the Shahai safety zone." Like Xu Huo, he helped a player in the polar safety zone.

  Another person understood his subtext, "Do you think it is unreasonable, as if even these ordinary people have a deep hatred with the players in the Sand Sea Safety Zone."

"The Sand Sea Safety Zone has not had any direct conflicts with other safety zones in recent years. However, in the past few years, the fight has been fierce. The information between the safety zones has been exchanged, so they also know that some of the safety zones have been directly massacred by the Sand Sea Safety Zone. news."

"It can be said that the remaining people in Area 010 in the safe area are almost the last fire in this division, and they have no descendants. If one dies, there will be one less. Seeing that the race is gone, of course I hate those who kill their own compatriots. .”

"And the grievances between the people in District 010 and the players from the outer districts are not limited to these years. In the past two decades, every drastic change in District 010 has players from the outer districts, especially the cannibal players. The more chaotic the place For them, the more it is good for hunting, the more times they go, there is no need for any direct confrontation, even people who have never met, as long as their identities are there, they are natural enemies."

The player who explained was about forty years old, and he stroked his thinning hair, "I came to Area 010 about ten years ago. Although the divisions were chaotic at that time, it was very different from now. When you arrive, you have to say something about the impermanence of the world.”

   "Not counting the impermanence of the world," the young one said: "Isn't this all caused by games?"

   "Yes." The middle-aged player said with emotion: "There are countless human lives behind the drastic changes in the environment. If this partition disappears in this generation, then this partition will be erased from the game forever."

Players are just passers-by. Seeing the desolate district and the pitiful people in District 010 are just a few words of emotion from the perspective of a bystander. Desperation of resistance.

  A huge division, so many people, several disasters, changes in the evolutionary environment, and disturbances by some intentional people are enough to erase it from the game, just like erasing an insignificant dust.

  Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit gloomy, the middle-aged player said: "It's too far away, and we can't change it. We can only count on the young people later."

  The young man patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be so pessimistic, now that players have such a long lifespan, who can say for sure what they will look like in a few decades?"

  The middle-aged player smiled slightly, "I was a B-level player five years ago."

   "Five years ago," the young man paused, "you're talking about the five years you were born in the district."

"Then what else?" The middle-aged player said: "I'm not very talented. It took nearly ten years to upgrade from a C-level player to a B-level player, but it was okay when I was at C-level. , At worst, don’t reward, B-level is different.”

"Many B-level dungeons have no time limit. Even if you choose a good partition to prepare for retirement, there may be a talented player who will come in and explode the dungeon one time, and take you through the level together. The longer you stay, the later you will come out." The right high-risk copy is harder."

"I have selected several dungeon partitions for retirement in the past few years. However, after a while, I was either taken to clear the customs, or the dungeon disappeared. I was forced to be out of the game. I was thrown into high-risk dungeons several times. .”

   "Then what are you doing in Area 010?" The young man was puzzled, "Do you know how to clear the customs?"

  The middle-aged player said: "I have a hunch, I'm about to degenerate."

  As soon as the word "degenerate" came out, a player felt his heart skip a beat when he heard it, and the young man hurriedly said, "Why? How old are you?"

  The middle-aged player smiled and said nothing.

  Young people also understand.

Players who are not good at the game cannot guarantee that they can pass the level smoothly every time. Even if they pass the level, they may fly at a low altitude and cannot get any good props. The convenient way.

The worse the quality of the evolution agent, the more you take it, the less thorough the digestion, it may affect the player's body. At the same time, it is common knowledge in the game that taking a large amount of evolution agent will lead to early degeneration. Some people have not had time to understand These common senses have mistakenly taken excessive amounts of evolution agents, and some have no choice but to take this path. Almost all players will degenerate in the end, but each person's specific situation is different, and the degree of degeneration and the time will vary sooner or later. Unite.

   "That's why I came to Area 010, intending to use the limited time to do something good." The middle-aged player said: "I have been here for more than three months, and I just came from another small camp."

  Dengxiahei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "What copy are you?"

   "Wandering Melissa." The middle-aged player said: "It's a copy of looking for someone."

   When it came to looking for someone, there was no reaction under the dark lights. Instead, Gao Dawei looked at Xu Huo reflexively, and quickly looked away after meeting his cold gaze.

  The middle-aged player didn't specify who he was looking for, but said: "I wandered around the 010 area a few times, but I didn't meet a few players in the same instance."

  Deng Xiahei and the young man both said that they had never heard of this dungeon, and Deng Xiahei further said: "I am a Lighthouse dungeon, and there are quite a few players in the same dungeon, and none of them can fight."

  The middle-aged player was not very interested in clearing the dungeon, so he turned the topic back to the polar safety zone, "I plan to stay in the polar safety zone."

The few people in the car didn't speak, and after a while the young player said: "You haven't degenerated yet, don't give up hope so quickly, now that medicine is changing with each passing day, maybe there will be a cure when you pass the level. "

  The middle-aged player smiled and didn't say anything, but turned his head to look outside at the dusty street.

  At this time, Hei under the lamp turned his head and gave Xu Huo a look.

  Xu Huo didn't speak, but shook his head slightly at him.

The convoy soon arrived at the center of the city. The relatively well-preserved commercial street area is where the players in the polar safety zone live. In addition to a large number of surveillance equipment, there are also players cross-patrolling. Fei Xian took them to the waiting area transformed from the shopping mall. In the living room, let people prepare a banquet to entertain them.

   "The conditions are poor, please be tolerant." Fei Xian poured wine for them and raised his glass first, "Thank you for your help. Everyone in our polar safety zone will remember this kindness!" (End of this chapter)