global cataclysm doomsday game

"Da da"

The sound of footsteps echoed.

The passage under the old house is deep and dark.

The winding and rough walls are pitted and pitted under the light of torches, and are covered with moss like the walls of sewer pipes.

Behind Lin An, a total of 19 survivors held torches and followed him cautiously.

The tunnel is in the backyard of the living room and is covered by mud.

That is the entrance to the second round of trials.

Of the original 23 people, they were the only ones who died after passing the first round of missions.

Although Lin An has explained it in enough detail.

But not everyone can force themselves into lockdown.

The will of the dead is too chaotic, and they cannot restrain their fear when facing hags.

Doomsday never favors the weak.

The passage is narrow, only big enough for two people to sit side by side.

Fiona looked at Lin An's side face in a daze. Under the orange firelight, the metal mask reflected a faint dark gold color.

In fact, she has always been curious about what kind of face is underneath the mask.

Regarding the question she asked before, Lin An just answered it lightly.

(There may have been something wrong with the first round of trials. I'm looking for them.)

Can't understand.

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't guess what Lin An was thinking, so she had to give up, feeling a little worried.

Something that can make Lin An spend a lot of time thinking about it must not be difficult.

who are they

"Sir Lin An, you must take good care of the tasks we will do later."

"I am your most loyal subordinate!"

Agassi hunched over, forced a smile on his face, and moved closer behind Lin An.

The dark features squeezed together are like melted chocolate.

It's a bit rusty to please.

In the real world, he has a very high status in the safe zone and enjoys the treatment of deputy commander.

In the last days, he was a serious figure, and countless survivors wanted to hug him.

but now.

Feel sorry.

He wished he could talk better so that Lin An could take care of him a little more.

The trial mission is scarier than that damn mutant!

At least, he doesn't have to face those ghosts.

"Um."

With a slight hum, Lin An nodded slightly, indicating that he knew and Agassi didn't need to say anything more.

These people are all their own points pots.

Naturally, he would not let them die in vain before he squeezed out all the points.

There was another round of low-pitched flattery, Agassi's face was full of ecstasy, and he didn't dare to disturb him again after saying "hey".

He turned around and looked at the people behind him, his eyes full of pride.

Seeing Agassi's performance, the awakened ones following behind couldn't help but curse secretly in their hearts.

What a loyal subordinate, maybe a loyal dog!

As a second-level peak person and an awakened person of the will system, how could he act like this?

To be honest, they also want to have a good relationship with Lin An, but they can't lose face, let alone completely let go of themselves like Agassi.

No need, really no need.

They also saw that Lin An also needed them.

"Ah"

Sneered.

Agassi sensed everyone's ridicule, and he made no secret of it, glancing over with some disdain.

These guys looked down on him, and he looked down on these "trash" as well.

What are you dragging? Is there anything you can’t let go of?

Without Lin An, you would have died long ago!

What is a face? Can it be eaten?

I live, you die.

When the trial is over, I will be a powerful third level, and you will just be a piece of garbage that no one will remember after you die.

We walked for about half an hour.

According to the calculated depth, they had gone about a thousand meters underground.

Just when everyone felt depressed and uneasy, Lin An at the front stopped.

"arrive."

What you see is an iron gate like a prison, and going inside is a dark underground space.

A mine-like prison.

It was dark and gloomy, as if something was being imprisoned.

The steps stopped one after another.

At the same time, the system prompt also sounded:

"The second round of trials."

"The Head of the Dead."

"After entering the prison, after the mission starts: Each trialist will wear a [Skull of Resentment] on the head."

"[Resentful Skull] is divided into two types, one is human skull (white), and the other is zombie skull (dark red)."

"After wearing it, all the testers will line up in a straight line. During this period, everyone can only see the type of [Resentful Skull] worn by the tester in front of them, but cannot see the type they are wearing."

"Whether the tester turns his head, twists his head, or looks behind him, he will be killed by the [Resentful Skull]."

"Task requirement: Accurately report what the [Resentful Skull] on top of your head is? Is it a human or a zombie?"

"Those who report errors will die."

"Task reward: Survivors receive 20 points and automatically enter the next round of trials. And receive an additional 1 point of will reward (can be used after being promoted to the third level)"

Rule ends.

In an instant, a large number of prison guards with guns and dull eyes rushed out of the iron gate of the prison, surrounding everyone.

In a long and narrow prison corridor with no end in sight.

The 19 trialists, including Lin An, looked uneasily at the prison guards guarding the cells on both sides.

They were tied up in a long vertical row.

Unable to resist.

The system rules directly locked them in place.

The hands and feet were bound. Judging from the material of the rope, it seemed to be some kind of leather.

Through the prison guards standing in two rows.

There are many humans and roaring zombies imprisoned in the cells on both sides.

"Ho-ho!"

On the prison fence, a highly decomposed zombie was tearing at the cage in front of it crazily.

The bits of meat that had been rubbed off around his mouth were sticky and hung on the black cage rod.

Smelly, nauseating.

On the other side, there were several human beings with dull eyes and twisting their bodies randomly.

They were naked, covered in pus, and white maggots burrowed in and out of the festering wounds.

Evil, weird.

Fortunately, everyone was awakened and were not frightened by the scene in front of them.

"What do you mean? This round is a test of teamwork?!"

"Are you guessing the color of the [Skull of Resentment] on your head? If you guess wrong, you will die?"

"If you can't see what's on your head, then you can only guess blindly?"

"Blind guessing!? Isn't blind guessing just gambling on life!?"

There were noisy voices, and everyone took the time to discuss.

The next second, the system prompt sounded again.

"The trial will begin in 1 minute, and the trial participants can choose their own position in the team."

"From No. 1 to No. 19"

"After the location is determined, the system will randomly distribute the [Resentful Skull] type."

"During the trial, it is forbidden to say any information other than [human beings] and [zombie]! Violators will die!"

"boom!"

A faint white light came on.

An illusory scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes instantly.

Just like in a movie, there are clearly a group of trialists in the picture.

Number in the upper right corner: 6.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Fiona blurted out instantly:

"This is the mission video of the previous round of trialists!?"

The projection is very familiar, very much like the phantom space in Trial of Strength.

"Zi La"

The screen starts playing.

Only the trial team with serial number 6 was seen, lined up in a row on the screen, like a long and thin snake.

The total number of people is 14.

A half-skull, either white or dark red, was firmly placed on top of their heads.

That ferocious skull that was broken like a helmet is the [Skull of Resentment].

As the system started to prompt, Awakened One No. 1, who was first in line, looked frightened and frightenedly guessed the type of [Resentful Skull] above his head.

During the struggle, he mustered up his courage.

"Human?"

"Ahhhhh!!"

In an instant, the white skull above his head began to suddenly "come alive" and quickly gnawed at his brain.

Peeling off the scalp is like peeling off the outer shell of corn.

"Warning: It is forbidden to say words other than [human], [zombie]!!"

The headless corpse fell to the ground, red and white slurry flowing slowly.

Is this dead!?

Everyone who looked at the projection screen was shocked, and Fiona's eyes flashed with a hint of unbearability.

What a pity.

The awakened person in the picture clearly guessed the type of [Resentful Skull] on his head correctly.

It is indeed a human skull.

But he should never say one more word