First Player

Chapter 43 "Here you come, Boss Rabbit-chan." (Additional update 55 by the half-drunk Yuzu leader)

"The person in power." Boss Rabbit looked at him with his head lowered: "...You still have one minute to choose."

Su Mingan smiled.

Boss Rabbit's white eyelashes trembled, and looking at Su Mingan's smile, he had a bad feeling.

"I think that since I was specially asked to choose here, it is impossible for me to face a nearly blind selection situation. Otherwise, it would be better to randomly assign NPCs to me." Su Mingan said: "So - this question must be There is a best answer, it's just a question of whether I can discover this 'best answer'."

Boss Rabbit blinked his eyelids.

Its expression looked extremely stiff at this moment, and a pair of red eyes stared straight at him.

"If there was a rules introducer in the eighth world..." Su Mingan spread his hands.

"Can my clone replace 'you'?"

he asks:

"...the 'rules introducer' of the Eighth World, Boss Rabbit?"

…

【2024/01/02, 0:10】

"clang--!"

A simple bell rang out, like thunder, ringing in the ears of every player who had just opened their eyes.

"Shuashuashua——"

A hundred beams of transmitted white light appeared.

In this white rain-like light, the players opened their eyes.

The moment Noel regained control of his body, threads appeared in his hands.

He guessed that the eighth world would be a battle royale competitive world, so the game should have started the moment he was teleported to the venue, and he had to be on guard against everyone around him from the first second.

But when he raised his hand to activate the thread, he heard a cold system prompt:

[Eighth World·Rules Introduction Period, all combat actions are prohibited during this period. 】

Noel blinked his eyes, which gradually regained his vision, and put down his hand.

...hasn’t the game started yet?

He rubbed his eyes, his vision regained some clarity, and he immediately began to observe his surroundings.

Just like the MVP award ceremony at the end of the fourth world, they were now in a sky.

There was nothing around them except floating white clouds. There was a transparent circular platform under their feet, and he stood on an arc of the circular platform.

Every once in a while, a player will stand. A hundred people formed a circle around this large platform.

There was a cold smell floating in the air, reminiscent of the smell of disinfectant in a hospital.

Noel immediately looked to the left, and sure enough he saw Su Mingan who was very close to him. The circle seemed to be based on ranking. The left side of the first place was the hundredth, the right side of the first place was the second place, and the right side of the second place was the third place. Three, arranged like this.

"Can't we attack each other just yet? What a pity."

The seventy-eighth player, Leslie, a curly-haired woman with a tear mark on her face, smiled. There was an unusual fragrance on her body, and it seemed that she had launched an attack, but to no avail.

"Rule introduction period...it seems that the rules are not simple yet." A middle-aged man who looked kind and friendly squinted his eyes. He is the 42nd player Joey, an elderly overseas Chinese wealthy businessman who became younger in the world game.

"...hasn't it started yet?" The ninety-eighth player, boxer Yuri Kru, stared at him. He bumped into the bright red boxing gloves in his hands, looking a little ready to make a move.

The sound of small exchanges floated in this quiet air platform. The players at the top of the list are not brainless people. Most of them remained silent and didn't even say a word to complain. It seemed that they wanted to wait and see what happened.

...And the core of the sight of these silent people is a young man with black hair standing on the side of the arc.

Like spotlights, their sights were pointed in that direction accurately, and a few of them were scattered on Noel, Mizushima River, Isabella, Edward, Beiwang and others.

The strong person will always receive the most attention, let alone the strongest person, he will always attract the most attention.

But it was just watching.

No one would issue provocations, talk to you, ask for cooperation, or hug you at this time.

They knew in their hearts that openly conspiring in such a place where everyone could see it was no different from sending intelligence. They are not the kind of weak players who have to rely on the strong to survive.

Having reached this point, they also have their own dignity and abilities. Not to mention, this is a purely competitive world where "there will only be one winner" was determined from the beginning.

And the center of everyone's attention - Su Mingan is also waiting.

His gaze was fixed on the core of the circular platform, the vacated area, waiting for the host to appear.

His live broadcast room was already opened the moment it was transmitted. Perhaps because other adventure players could not leave the game and could only watch, the popularity of this live broadcast room soared to an unprecedented number.

【oh! The screen finally lights up! 】

[By the way, why was the screen black in the live broadcast room where the first player was alone? 】

[Who knows, maybe it’s a special mission? 】

[There should be a bug, warning, Ubisoft's influence has penetrated into the world game. 】

[Su Ming'an doesn't know how to answer, so what's the use of asking here. 】

[Wow, there are so many big guys in the world, why are they doing nothing without taking screenshots! There are so many big guys in the same frame! 】

[It is said that the eighth world is a battle royale world... Su Mingan won't become a "ghost" or "butcher", right? 】

[Then what can't you show us? It's not us who are chasing him. 】

[I don’t know, it seems that there is one more unsolved mystery in the world game, who can record it...]

【……】

"Wow——"

While the players were waiting, a pink light rose. At the core of the circular platform, the pink light flickers and gathers like stars, and bursts like bubbles.

"Crack-!"

Along with a burst of beautiful pink light, a pure white figure gradually emerged, and a pair of fluffy rabbit ears stood up.

"It looks good! It looks good!"

The bouncing little child Bonnie screamed as if no one else was watching. She liked this bright color very much.

Several players around her glanced at her, but no one paid any attention to this naughty kid. No one wants to have anything to do with a naughty kid with such destructive nuclear bomb levels.

At this time, Flora walked gently behind Bonnie, squatted down, and hugged her slender body with both hands.

"Bonnie, do you think it looks good?" Flora whispered in Bonnie's ear, a pair of long curly eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Good-looking! Good-looking!" Bonnie leaned on Flora's body, her posture was extremely intimate, as if she was used to her closeness: "Sister Flora, I miss you, let's go on an adventure together later, okay... …”

Flora smiled and whispered something in Bonnie's ear, causing the little girl to giggle.

The other players who were watching this scene silently were already on guard. They secretly grouped Flora and Bonnie into the same faction.

In their eyes, there would be no purely friendly relationship between the players on the list. The reason why Flora takes care of Bonnie in this way should not be due to her pity and sympathy, but more for cooperation and utilization. After all, a child who is as white as a piece of paper can be painted in any color. During the growth of children, the people who accompany them are the ones who are most likely to change and shape them.

They believed that Flora approached the other party with her high charm, guided Bonnie with maternal care, and entrusted Bonnie's emotions to her, making the child a puppet that could be driven by her.

"Crack-!"

The big white rabbit stood quietly among the pink light dancing like an elf. At this time, it looked fluffy and white, like a large rabbit doll lying quietly on the counter of a shopping mall, and it looked a bit cute. If an unsuspecting girl sees it, she might want to get her hands on it.

"...Is this the legendary spokesperson of the organizer?" The 100th player standing on Su Mingan's left side, covered in black robes, raised his head slightly: "Such a non-deterrent image, this world The policy adopted by the rulers is really unique."

Listening to his words, Su Mingan couldn't help but smile.

"Then, the rules are..." Edward, who had blond hair, touched his chin.

Today he is standing in the third position of the player, on the right side of Noel, wearing a light blue robe.

His falcon-like eyes were firmly fixed on Boss Rabbit, his expression extremely focused.