Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

The moment he saw the old man, Mu Chenyi smiled.

It was just as he expected!

The so-called killing of eight players was the biggest scam!

In this world, he was the only player, and the so-called "other players" were all himself!

However, these "other players" were themselves in different timelines.

Just like the old man in front of him!

You know, just a few minutes ago, he saw the other party resting under Tianan Construction Group.

But now, he also saw the other party in another place.

Why are there two old men?

Because he knew very well that these were not two old men, but the same old man in different timelines!

The system detected that all the players around him were him!

Or, they were all his second and third incarnations, but these incarnations were in different timelines!

No!

To be precise, these incarnations were in the "modern world" so he could see them.

If the old man and the sloppy middle-aged man were in the world of the past timeline, he would not be able to use the identity of the young man to meet those two people!

Different time and space, different timeline...

What kind of world is he in?

He raised his head, looked at the sunlight in the sky, and couldn't help but start to be dazed again.

"Boss?"

The younger brother called him at the right time.

He came back to his senses, nodded to the younger brother, and while there was still some time, he began to think about what to do next.

Anyway, no matter what, he can't kill anyone next!

And then he has to go through two possessions, but the system said that if he doesn't kill enough eight possessions, he will be wiped out by the rules.

This is a difficult problem...

However, he is the only player in this world. No matter who he kills according to the system's advice, he is equivalent to killing himself.

Once he kills himself, time will be closed, and his mission will inevitably fail!

Thinking of this, he showed a bitter smile on his face. This is simply a dead end!

No wonder the doomsday of the world-destroying level makes everyone feel cold. Except for one astronaut who survived the last moonfall, no one else survived.

This also includes the first doomsday of the world-destroying level, the existence known as the "dirty earth prophecy"!

He took a deep breath. Even if he saw through the essence of the matter, what would it matter?

The clearer he saw, the more desperate he became.

He had no idea how he could survive this terrible doomsday of the world-destroying level.

What else could he do now?

The prophecy of Master Sigeno of the United States has come out, while the prophecy of Mr. Chang Yeqing of China: "The decree from heaven will bring death to the people" has not yet appeared.

So, where is the way to break the deadlock?

Thinking about this, he began to be dazed again because of excessive thinking.

"Boss?"

It was still his younger brother who woke him up.

After he woke up, he looked at the countdown with only a few minutes left, and directly took out a bank card from his arms.

He handed the bank card to the fashionable woman of the landlord.

"I rented a house for this old man. There is 200,000 yuan in the card, and the password is six zeros."

After saying that, he ignored the woman's shocked and helpless gaze, forced the bank card into her hand, and then turned and left.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing, but the only way now was to make the two possessed people behind him live a better life.

This was the only thing he could do.

At the last moment of the countdown, he dismissed his men and sat in the car himself.

During the last period of the countdown, a strong desire to kill other players emerged in his heart.

He resisted the almost instinctive impulse, and he even noticed that outside the car window, a familiar old man was passing by his car with a snakeskin bag.

This was the third old man he possessed!

If he wanted, he could get out of the car and kill the other party now, and extend the time of his identity!

But he didn't do it. He forcibly restrained his instinctive impulse and gritted his teeth waiting for the last few seconds of the countdown:

"00:03!"

"00:02!"

"00:01!"

"00:00!"

When the countdown ended, he closed his eyes and lost all consciousness without any pain!

...

"Ah..."

Mu Chenyi felt a headache, which was the sequelae of the second morning after a hangover.

He struggled to sit up, looking at the environment full of beer bottles, his expression fell into a trace of confusion.

"Warning, please kill eight players as soon as possible, otherwise, you will be wiped out by the system!"

"Warning, please kill eight players as soon as possible, otherwiseOtherwise, you will be wiped out by the system..."

"Ding, the identity is matched successfully... You are an unsuccessful repairman. You hope that you can make progress, but you have nothing to do, so you are addicted to drunkenness."

The system sent him a lot of information.

And he subconsciously muttered: "Don't kill anyone..."

He sat up immediately. While he had not been "assimilated" by the middle-aged man yet, and his thinking capacity was still online, he quickly followed the middle-aged man's memory, took out a pen from the bedside table, and engraved "Don't kill anyone" on the bedside.

After doing this, he looked at the use of the Eye of Death in the system.

"Eye of Death: This identity can only be used once!"

He didn't dare to delay, fearing that he would forget the existence of the "Eye of Death" for a while, so he made a decisive decision: "Turn on the Eye of Death!"

The next moment, his mind was instantly clear!

His thoughts gradually disappeared.

...

"Ding! "

"Because the host failed to kill eight players, the host will be wiped out by the rules!"

The system's voice rang in Mu Chenyi's ears.

Then, he opened his eyes and saw the rental room in front of him.

Before he could think of anything, a sharp pain came suddenly!

Future body, dead!

...

"Fuck!"

Mu Chenyi, who had become a middle-aged man, suddenly woke up from the bed. He immediately raised his hands and looked at them.

This time the death replay was too short, but fortunately he also knew the reason for his death.

In the death replay, the system only said one sentence, "Because the host failed to kill eight players, the host will be wiped out by the rules! "

Because he did not complete the task, he was wiped out!

I finally died under this rule?

What should I do?

After all, if he kills other players, he will be the one killed in the end!

He couldn't help but start to doubt whether his actions were right or not.

If he doesn't kill other players, he will be killed by the rules. Killing other players will eventually kill himself...

This is a dead end no matter how you look at it. This doomsday copy is a dead end. How can you survive?

He was shaking in his heart. He didn't want to die. He wanted to live.

He looked at the warning "Don't kill anyone" engraved on the head of the bed and slowly fell into confusion.