Forces of Temptation

Planning Group: "…"

It's a dog.

[One-click help for off-site audience] is a single line, the holder calls unilaterally, and the callee cannot call back, in order to avoid connection errors.

The format is similar to an answering machine.

The initiative to answer or not is in the hands of the planning team.

Su Meiying's screams, cursing, and begging before her death were clearly heard by the planning team.

These are high-quality materials, suitable for synchronizing sound, used in the game video after the event, and appropriately adding tension and fun.

Changed to a program group.

So much so that a staff member asked in a daze: "...take it?"

"Pick up the fart!" The head of the planning team said irritably, "Let it ring like this! Just like Su Meiying, wait for it to hang up naturally!"

…

Nanzhou's fingertips read in seconds and tapped exactly on the edge of the pager button.

Click, click, click.

Until 30 seconds after the call, the "off-site help" time is up.

The communication hangs up automatically.

Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang surrounded him.

Jiang Fang: "No one answered?"

Nanzhou: "Yeah."

This made him even more curious.

From the position where the button fell, this was something Su Meiying was holding in her hand before she died.

So why?

"Zhaohui" where Su Meiying is located ranks second on the list, and she has tied the lives of the other four teammates. Her strong will to survive must be extraordinary.

When life is on the verge of dying, is it such a useless thing that is firmly held in the hand of such a person and will not let go until death?

Unfortunately, Su Meiying has been unable to answer their questions.

She quietly turned into a gray snow in this mountain house.

So Nanzhou and the others set off again to find the belongings of the other teammates of "Zhaohui".

Unfortunately, the player's personal warehouse can only be opened by the player himself, otherwise they should find more.

Wei Chenghua, whose head was blown open, had a very cautious temperament. He never carried too many items on his body during battle, so his trousers and pockets were cleaner than his face.

Ren Liangji, who is poisonous with spiders, is different. There are so many bits and pieces in his pockets that he can't get them clean after digging several hands.

Contents include cigarettes, lighters, half chewing gum, used toilet paper, dried orange peels.

Somewhat ironically, among the pieces, there is actually a can of insecticide spray.

…He actually hates bugs.

But there is nothing of value.

Invisible Ai Shi loves to drink.

Probably worried that the 99ers game would take too long and the alcohol addiction would be difficult to solve, so he filled a pot with a silver portable bottle and put it in his trousers pocket.

He probably didn't expect that before he could take a sip, the game that belonged to him would be completely over.

The only thing they discovered was Wang Huazang, who was able to replicate living things.

He is the only bookish among them, carrying a booklet and a ballpoint pen with him, carefully recording the important changes that occurred every day after they entered "Gravity".

If something happened, he would write a few sentences, if not, he would just write the date, and routinely write down "Nothing to do".

The booklet in his pocket did not record much. It should be because the previous book was full and a new one was replaced soon.

The time is officially calculated from half a month ago.

About seven or eight days, the notebooks were all "safe and sound".

Then, "Zhaohui" cleared a five-day PVP dungeon.

The rules of the game are also documented.

Simply put, "catch the traitor".

"Zhaohui" and another team will be in a closed apartment of about 200 square meters.

On the first day of the game, a person in "Zhaohui" will be replaced by a person in the opponent's team, who has the opponent's props, all memories, and also knows that he is a "traitor" .

Physical attacks are not allowed in the game, and you can only vote by "traitors" to determine who will be eliminated from each team tonight.

The outcome of the exit is, of course, a sudden death on the spot.

What the "traitor" has to do is to adapt to the current role as soon as possible, conceal his true identity, and induce the opponent's team to let them die in the secret ballot in the group at 21:00 every night My own people, let my "traitor" survive.

On the second day, the number of "traitors" in each group will increase by 1.

And so on.

Whoever kills all the opponents first will win.

How to play games, how to mislead, how to cooperate, how to pretend to be a traitor and catch a real traitor, all of them were staged and brilliant in just five days.

"Zhaohui" easily took care of the game.

Just two days ago, not long after they returned to the resting point, they received the mission of the pursuit battle.

Wang Huazang briefly commented on this mission: "It's very oily, and if you win, you will be sure."

But one of these plain and ordinary running accounts caught Nan Zhou's attention.

Time is their first day in the PVP game copy.

In addition to the rules, Wang Huazang wrote: "Today Xiaosu lost 1 A-level item, and you can't provoke Xiaosu for three days."

Nan Zhou thought, why did the props get lost?

For normal players, things like "losing props" can only be caused by being robbed, or the map is too large and they were accidentally lost when fleeing.

According to the rules, the game area where "Zhaohui" and their opponents are located is a closed area with a small area.

What happened to make Su Meiying lose an A-level item in an intellectual game?

Nanzhou looked at the red button in his hand.

Puzzles, buttons, missing items…

As Nan Zhou's gaze stayed on the [Audience Outside the Venue] for a longer time, the information in the broadcast room became more and more anxious and chaotically intertwined, almost twisting into a ball of twist.

"Can the things in his hands be recycled?"

"Normal props are not enough, let alone this special prop? This is a real-time broadcast. If it is recycled at will, doesn't it mean that we are intervening and interfering in the game?"

The game show group has always been promoting "real restoration, natural development".

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And such a treasure was discovered by him.

And have considerable value and foreshadowing.

When readers want to see how this thing works, it suddenly evaporates from the supporting role, and never has a chance to appear again.

Then, the author's sense of existence and selfishness will be exposed at this time.

This is not what the show team would like to see.

The deputy leader of the broadcast group comforted the other members who were obviously beaten: "It's okay, blame Nanzhou for being too present-"

The voice fell, and the audience became even more silent.

A group of people made up of information with big eyes and small eyes.

They all thought to themselves, who gave the existence of Nanzhou?

If it wasn't for the ratings brought by Nanzhou just now, most of the shots were aimed at them, so that most game audiences could see the whole process of Nanzhou getting the props, they are now Is it so hard to ride a tiger?

Can't think about it.

My face hurts when I think about it.

Numerous pairs of eyes stared at Nan Zhou, the fingers that were pressed on the red button and would not be pressed.

As if he was not holding a help button, but a detonator that exploded at the touch of a button.

On the other hand, the situation of the public opinion analysis group is the same.

"Fryer on the gaming forum!"

"The people who asked what the prop was, accounted for 34% of the new posts in 1 universe, and 53% asked to focus on Nanzhou and wanted to watch the whole live broadcast. They questioned the game show team. Those who intentionally interfere accounted for 7%, and this part has been deleted, but the voices of doubts continue to flow..."

"Nanzhou is not the protagonist, and they are not the only popular players. It is impossible to live broadcast the whole process, but the proportion of shots can be appropriately increased. Communicate your needs to the broadcast team."

"Okay."

“…”

"The broadcast team said it couldn't be done. They asked us to use our brains. If Nanzhou really finds something and tries to call it again and again, it will be a live broadcast accident!"

…Who says no.

You must know that Su Meiying always felt that she was in contact with a certain brain, and the audience always thought so.

Su Meiying is dead, one hundred and one hundred, and no answer to the call before her death, which can also be interpreted as "Intellectual brain determines that Su Meiying is dead, so no suggestion is given".

But if Nanzhou keeps calling in, what is it? Will "Intellectual Brain" still answer? "

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes in the void, Nan Zhou's hand dropped.

Instead of pressing the off-court help button again, he pocketed it.

Seeing this, the groups breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, when they realized that they had been manipulated by a little monster that they had played in their palms, they gnashed their teeth in embarrassment and anger, eager to grab the ground with their heads.

Seeing that Nan Zhou did not continue to study this strange communicator, Li Yinhang asked, "What should we do? What shall we do next?"

Nan Zhou glanced at Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "Let's win the game."

…

At the same time, the "Bronze" five people stood on the edge of a circular square outside the "Colosseum", not knowing what they were waiting for.

He Yinchuan was bored. As soon as the cat came to the side and secretly took a cigarette, he was swept away by Zhou Ao's bandage and confiscated on the spot.

He Yinchuan is still holding the cigarette with his fingertips: "…"

Coming back to his senses, he pounced on him with a smile, and from behind twisted Zhou Ao's arm playfully: "The deputy team has hidden supplies, I have caught them now. Hand them over quickly."

Zhou Ao's frosty face flushed slightly, and he rolled out the bandage on his backhand, tightening his slender waist, and entangled him even tighter with himself.

He Yinchuan couldn't take it anymore, hessed, and patted Zhou Ao's back: "Waist, waist, waist! The waist is broken!"

Zhou Ao just gave a warning, and quickly loosened the bandages, and even twisted two bandages into the shape of a small hand, rubbing his waist covered with old wounds.

He Yinchuan was quite comfortable being served by him, and he hummed softly while leaning on his waist.

Zhou Ao muttered softly and asked, "Cigarettes can be kept privately, people don't know if they can do it?"

He Yinchuan only cared about enjoyment, turned his head and asked, "What?"

Zhou Ao pursed his lips: "Nothing."

Lu Bifang and Liang Shu reluctantly watched the front and back team fight daily, while Lin Zhisong looked at the other side of the circular square, two strange people standing side by side.

There are many players wandering outside the "Colosseum", but those two are quite eye-catching.

…the reason is simple.

One of the men with a short height and a gloomy face was tightly entangled with the wrist of another tall and handsome young man.

He has always cared about his image, and likes to dress himself up as a harmless and cheerful sunshine boy.

...If it wasn't for sore backs and weak legs, the embarrassing places would still be very sad, and Xie Xiangyu wouldn't even have collapsed his favorite character.

He sat side by side on the steps and asked Yi Shuige in a deep voice, "Why did you bring me here?"

Since seeing "Adam" appear, Yi Shuige pulled herself and followed him all the way from "Paper Gold".

Yi Shuige answered quickly: "Wait for Nanzhou and the others to come out."

"Do you want to cooperate with them?" Xie Xiangyu's voice was malicious, "Aren't you afraid that I will set a trap to kill them?"

"What are you thinking of?" Yi Shuige smiled and poked his lung tube slightly, "You can't even kill me."

Xie Xiangyu's handsome face turned into a pig's liver with anger.

Yi Shuige didn't want to talk to him about her true purpose, she looked around, and also found Lin Zhisong and others with a very ordinary temperament.

He raised his hand quite simply and greeted him from afar.

Lin Zhisong nodded at him.

The two computer geniuses in the real world simply greeted each other and then looked away.

But a guess emerged in their minds.

—The other party seems to be waiting for Nanzhou.

They all firmly believed that Nanzhou must be able to get out of the **** of the 99 people.

After that, they all have something to discuss with the Ark.

…and they were not the only group waiting for Nanzhou.

Yu Tuisi sat in the distance and tapped the edge of the wheelchair with his fingertips.

When Chen Sufeng stood beside him, he still looked like a docile and docile younger brother, like a sensible big dog, without the slightest bit of a wild dog outside, biting people fiercely and fighting for his life.

He said: "Brother Yu, if you think something is wrong with the new team that suddenly appeared, just tell me, I will go to Nanzhou and the others to talk about—"

Yu Tuisi shook his head.

Today, he was wearing a black shirt, which made his face pale and his lips pale, and he was so handsome that he almost had a lifeless look: "These words are best for me to say face-to-face. Since Put your hope in them, then we will do our best to help him."

Under the bronze sculpture outside the "Colosseum", there is another three-person team.

The fitness coach held a piece of grass and said uncertainly: "Sister Shen, do you think they still remember us?"

Shen Jie thoughtful: "Who knows?"

Skinny Monkey: "What are we doing here? I think the three of them will win."

Shen Jie held her chin.

Come on, but it's not right. We're not supposed to be like this, and the game seems to want to lead us to the end they want."

Shen Jie has been restless for a long time.

So, she wanted to come to Nanzhou, the teammate she once wanted to win, but now she is so different from them, and asked them what they thought.

And just 100 meters away from Shen Jie, the trio of Sun Guojing prowled the alley for a while, and then retracted into the alley.

With their simple minds, they did not find anything abnormal about "Adam".

They just want to see with their own eyes whether the "Little Ark" that saved their lives can live to the end.

They don't have the guts to go in and PK with others, so they can only watch from a distance and cheer for them silently.

Just as a group of people waited anxiously for different purposes, a congratulatory message appeared on the World Channel belatedly.

[Congratulations to the "Lifang Ark", who won the 99-person championship! 】

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