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2021-11-29

  Chapter 180, Chapter 178·"immortal board"

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The sky light little by little sinks in darkness.

In the evening, when Su Mingan woke up, some people said that he would hold a celebration banquet for him, and some people wanted to bring the whole family to visit him, but he refused.

He has no time to accept these thanks, and the more dangerous ones are yet to come.

The survival rate has been slowly rising, and near the evening, it has soared to 82%. But he really doesn't dare to believe this number. It can be raised quickly due to some incidents, and it can also be unfathomable mystery to the lowest.

Su Mingan rejected these invitations, and immediately rushed to the tallest building in the town, overlooking the north and south gates at the entrance of the town.

He didn't know which direction Xu Anna would come from, he had to stop her before she started killing her.

This week's eyelet is much better than the previous one. He has a complete array, so if he is still discovered by Shengqi, he will have some confidence in negotiations.

The key point is that he must let Shengqi know that the [value] of letting him live is greater than the value of the transaction that Shengqi made.

Ying has already contacted the revolutionary army, as an admired deceased, because Ying also has a lot of information about the mission and the status of admiration, it is not difficult to gain the trust of odd and even.

Shan Shuang seems to still want to find him, but under Ying's advice, the revolutionary army finally proceeded according to the original plan, preparing for the final attack on the tenth day.

The second monitoring eye placed by Su Mingan on the Zhengjun Square is also time, and it is automatically damaged and cannot be contacted with Fia.

Now, everything can only rely on himself for the time being.

He stood on this tallest tower for a long time.

He saw an old man walking out of the house below, skilfully sweeping the thick ice and snow in front of the door. The precocious child carried his backpack, step by step towards the forest, holding a blunt sickle in his hand.

He even saw corpses wrapped in white cloth being carried out. Even if he was awakened, there were still people who could not be rescued from the line of life and death. People’s expressions were solemn and solemn, and women were hiding. Weeping bitterly, the child stopped smiling.

But life will continue. There is cooking smoke rising from a distance, struggling to float up in the cold air, like countless souls unyielding in Fengxue.

He quietly watched the lives of the people in the foreign world, blowing the cold wind until the evening.

When the snow was brewing and the cold wind started to show its strength, he managed to see a purple silhouette emerging from the north gate of the town.

He immediately moved spatially, moving from a high place to the ground, and then burst out with the speed of his whole body moved towards the door and rushed away. As the houses near the entrance of the town are more dangerous, I am afraid that they will be discovered by the passing devil beast. There are no residents there yet.

Xu Anna, who was in the cloak, took a step. She seemed to see Su Mingan who was rushing over, and her tone was full of surprises: "——teacher!"

Her voice was crisp and bright, mixed with the extreme surprise of a long journey and abandoning everything, seeing her sweetheart.

[HP-1280! (Fatal wound!)]

Next moment, the sword of Yarman cut off her head directly.

blood splashed On the snow, Xu Anna's figure fell to the ground like leaves.

He dragged Xu Anna’s body into the empty house aside, covered the new snow with the old snow, and covered the red marks left by the blood flow. Soon, under the increasing wind and snow, It's like nothing happened.

Su Mingan waited in place, waiting for Sheng Qi to come.

If he does come, he would really like to face off with this guy on the snow, and have a good talk with the leader of this continent, about this continent, what is the [future].

But soon, the wind and snow became bigger and bigger, and gradually evolved into a blizzard. The sky was dark, covering the earth like ink.

The extreme night season with snow and wind makes it difficult to see.

He searched in the vicinity, and he found a very hidden basement. According to Qingqing, she found it secretly. She didn't tell anyone that it might be an abandoned basement. , Very hidden.

He entered the basement, avoided the wind and snow, shrank in the corner, and covered him with some hay that was better than nothing.

[Ming An is really decisive...]

[Why did he suddenly kill someone? I thought he had waited so long before to wait for his lover, but this was the result ? 】

[Frankly speaking, I apologize for the simplicity of the first player mission. I came from another live broadcast room. The first player’s assigned identity is almost **** (disappears automatically)]

[Yes, I saw the admiration of other parallel copies, basically All *****]

[Indeed, Jukeng, the organizer will immortal you! ]

[It seems that I haven’t seen other players being assigned the status of Qinwang. Has anyone seen it? Some dd me. 】

[There have been many forum experts who have opened analysis posts to analyze the situation of this world... originally thought it was Yang Sector world, but now it seems to be unusual. 】

【End of the world, Minghui, these two Yin Sector worlds are the young dragon Phoenix. ]

[Cultural desert, please don’t use stalks indiscriminately. 】

【...】

The waiting time is difficult, and the physical weakness is also very difficult. Watching the audience's nonsense has become a good way to refresh yourself.

Although this group of audience entertains to death, sometimes regardless of the occasion, playing in some unfathomable mystery places, but this group of people is always reminding him-he is in a game, and Many people are watching him.

Sometimes, when you are immersed in some emotions of the copy, when you are extremely depressed, you can change your mood appropriately by looking at these happy barrage, just like a flavoring agent. Although there is no nutrition, it will not keep his emotions tense.

Sometimes, the audience will also talk about the main god space.

These people think that he never watched barrage, so they are very good at self-confidence, good at chatting the live room into a world channel chat room, or an alternative real-time world forum, and talk about each other This kind of hot topic allows him to know what the unstoppable humans are doing in the dungeon world.

And while he was enduring the cold while looking at the barrage, he heard the system hint from his ear:

[Hidden line·Bright future·Perfect Customs clearance progress: 80%]

...what's the situation?

He got up quickly, lifted the hay, and went up to see what was going on outside.

Except for the flying wind and snow, there is nothing, no one comes.

He glanced at the system time. It was the night of ninth day, and there was still an hour before the tenth day.

Obviously nothing happened, but the perfection progress has risen by itself.

He didn't have a clue, and went back to the basement again, covered with hay.

Barrage has become an alternative TV set at this moment, just like an entertainment project.

After discovering that he seemed to be watching the barrage, the group of people instantly seemed to explode fireworks. But the things that were supposed to be worth mentioning are gone, only all kinds of confessions that are not nutritious are left.

He looked away, squinted slightly, and another burst of sleepiness came.

This kind of sleepiness mixed with cold...He doesn't know how familiar it is. I remember that when he was in high school, every winter when the air conditioner was not turned on, he always went to math class next to this sleepiness. It's past.

The feeling of wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep is extremely painful.

And now, in the copy of the world, he is also experiencing similar pain.

He stared at the ground in front of him, his thoughts couldn't help moving away, and he remembered the time before high school, gradually, gradually, the ground he was staring at seemed to start to blur, and then he felt his eyelids It was a little sour, and then lightly closed.

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[Perfect clearance progress: 90%]

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The cool wind follows the cracks in the board , Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The sky slowly leaked in, and there was a circle of firefly-like light spots around him. He shook off the dry grass on his body, stood up, and glanced at the time.

The tenth day, noon.

"..."

Sleep a bit long.

The progress of the perfect pass has been unfathomable mystery to 90%, and the survival rate is 95%.

It seems that [far from the main army square] in the perfect customs clearance route is very effective.

Just hiding in the basement for a day without incident, the data becomes very gratifying.

He took this opportunity to integrate the prophecy gem and the eye of monitoring, and then he got a new skill description:    [(Purple) Eye of Monitoring (evolvable): You can be anywhere A monitoring eye is implanted. The monitoring eye can continuously provide you with a 50m*50m field of view for three days (the monitoring field cannot go over the obstruction). The monitoring eye is automatically invisible after being implanted and cannot be detected by non-same level investigative skills. Each copy is limited to three.

Because of the integration of rare props (predictive gems), the monitoring eye has its own (predictive) effect, which can prompt opportunities (blue)/danger (red) in advance. 】

……

Su Mingan put his last eye on the spot.

Like an eye in a game, a gem glowing with purple light appeared on the ground, with a long stick protruding from below, and it hit the ground with a "zi" sound, and then the whole one The eyes are gradually disappeared.

But Su Mingan can freely adjust his field of vision. In this eye, he also saw himself looking at it.

At the same time, he also saw the brightness gradually emerging from his eyes, which was different from before.

The brilliance of red, in the shape of an arrow, points firmly to the south.

red, represents danger.

Look at the extent of this rays of light, it looks like a big crisis.

...South.

He remembered that he was now at the gate of the town, the gate of the northern town.

The south, does it mean...

He suddenly realized that it seemed too quiet outside during the day.

He went up to the ground and looked into the town. As expected, no one could see it. There were no traces of new cars. A faint thin snow floated in the sky, strangely quiet.

He opened the door and walked towards the town. The bungalows on both sides were very quiet, and there was no coughing. There was no smoke on the chimney, even the sound of stepping on snow. Only his own.

But soon, he saw a bunch of patrolling soldiers, they were fully armed with iron armors, and   they looked like they shouldn’t be in the town. They seemed to be looking for who , Opened the doors and windows rudely, throwing out all kinds of things.

Su Mingan quickly pressed against the wall, concealed, and touched outside the town.

But soon, he also discovered that there was a circle of soldiers outside the town. There were not many soldiers, but they were connected as a line, and the town was completely sealed off.

……Are you here to find yourself?

He touched the wall, and then little by little leaned toward the square.

Then, he gradually saw many people.

These townspeople are all in the square, surrounded by the square.

The soldiers in heavy armor conceal their faces under their helmets, like silent dead men.

Their size is extremely deterrent, like small giants, surrounding the yellow-faced townspeople in the middle of the square, standing up long spears, forming a circle, and facing them with their pointed heads.

On the side of the slope, there are a few corpses lying down, young adults, old people, and even the corpse of a baby. They all have a crisp hole on their bodies, which is obviously long. Spear pierced and fired, blood dripping all over the ground, staining the snow completely red.

…the townspeople obviously resisted, and they were very proud of their just awakening, thinking that they could have the opportunity to change their destiny and fight against the truly capable…but obviously, the time was still too short. The result is unsatisfactory.

Those tragic corpses worn by a spear thrust are obviously the result of this group of armored men killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

Blood is blooming on the ground like fireworks.

A hundred townspeople surrounded by them, shiver coldly, women holding children, old people hiding their faces and sighing, the young and middle-aged moved towards the group of armored men glaringly, but no one dared to step forward.

On the side of the armored man, stood a tall, Small Commander-like figure. His face was not covered by the helmet, and even a red feather was inserted on the helmet.

He leaned against the long spear and yawned.

A soldier walked in from the encirclement, and the townspeople who were surrounded instantly squeezed back like boiled dumplings, making a panic shout.

The soldier then extended the hand, just like fishing for a fish, and picked a man out of it, and unearthed a young man.

It's just that this young man doesn't seem to have a manly character. When he is pulled out, his whole body shakes like a sieve.

"My lord, my lord, be forgiving, I really don’t know where the person you are looking for is. He was in the square yesterday afternoon, and he disappeared this morning..." The young man, who is a big five The soldier's hand is like a fish on a chopping board.

"I don't know? I don't know, okay."

The soldier laughed, and the long spear in his hand slowly raised and aimed at his chest:

"It's still the old rule. Every one hour, kill one person-kill all of you, maybe that person will come out?"

"My lord, forgive me! I really don't know. I didn't catch up with the ceremony yesterday afternoon when I awakened...Ah!"

A blood hole appeared in his chest, and blood shot out.

His scream was short and stern, and the ending sound quickly dissipated in the wind.

Life is under the long spear of the soldier, and it seems papery and fragile.

Su Mingan's footsteps stopped.

(End of this chapter)