Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

Wang Zichen said this, picked up the water cup beside him and took a sip, and continued:

"Speaking of this, I have to mention a well-known rule of [Doomsday]: When all players die in the doomsday game, this doomsday will come to reality!"

What?

Hearing this, Mu Chenyi's pupils suddenly shrank.

All players who participated in the [Doomsday] game died, and this doomsday will come to the world?

Seeing Mu Chenyi's reaction, Wang Zichen continued:

"The highest level of doomsday is the world-destroying doomsday. Since the official intervention in the [Doomsday] game, the world-destroying doomsday has been counted once."

"The 'Moon Fall' world-destroying doomsday ten years ago! That time, only one player with the identity of an astronaut survived the time when the blue planet collapsed, and successfully prevented this doomsday from coming to reality!"

Hearing this, Mu Chenyi's heart skipped a beat.

He was only twelve years old ten years ago. That year, the moon almost hit the blue planet?

Thinking of this, he felt goosebumps all over his body!

"But there is another rumor circulating in the martial arts world..." At this point, Wang Zichen suddenly lowered his voice, "It is said that a few decades ago, there was also a doomsday of the world-destroying level. No player survived that doomsday, and all the players died... But that doomsday of the world-destroying level has not yet come to reality!"

After the voice fell, the scene was silent!

Mu Chenyi and Xiao Chen held their breath at the same time.

After a moment, Muchenyi asked with difficulty: "What was that doomsday? Why hasn't it come yet? Or is it that the doomsday coming to reality is simply a fantasy?"

"I don't know either." Wang Zichen shook his head solemnly, "The doomsday was kept secret by the official. If you have the opportunity to become an official senior in the future, you may have a chance to learn about it."

At this point, he said with interest: "But with your prediction ability, the official must value you very much. The most scarce thing in the official organization is talents with prediction skills. When you go to the official organization, don't forget each other when you become rich and powerful!"

"Moreover, the most powerful part of the prediction skills is that no matter what kind of doomsday world the player is in, the prediction skills will not be restricted!"

"Restriction?" Muchenyi caught this key word.

"That's right, restrictions!" Wang Zichen's eyes were deep, "In some special doomsday games, combat skills will be greatly restricted, or even unusable... Not to mention combat skills, even many auxiliary skills will be greatly restricted in special doomsday games."

"For example, there was a doomsday game called '123 Wooden Man' before, in which almost all players became ordinary people and could not use any skills, but this restriction has no effect on players with prophecy skills, because prophecy skills can be used in any situation!"

"Are prophecy skills very scarce?" Muchenyi was curious.

"Scarce? Haha, that's not scarce... In the whole of China, all players with prophecy skills can be said to be national treasures. In every doomsday, the country will focus on protecting these players and try to reduce the use of resurrection coins by players with prophecy skills." Wang Zichen's tone was a little envious.

"By the way, are resurrection coins very scarce?"

Speaking of resurrection coins, Muchenyi's interest suddenly came up.

"Resurrection coins are not too rare in front of most high-level skills." Wang Zichen shook his head, "Besides, as long as you can survive the doomsday, most of the rewards will have resurrection coins. Even after returning to reality, you can also buy resurrection coins with points."

Hearing that the resurrection coins will appear again later, Muchenyi was secretly relieved.

It would be good to have a chance to get resurrection coins again, otherwise his resurrection coin column showing "0" would look too insecure.

"Ding Dong!"

Just when the three were about to discuss something, the doorbell suddenly rang!

Muchenyi and Chen Wan'er stood up suddenly as if by reflex, and looked closely at the door.

Wang Zichen was very calm: "It was the cleaning lady I called. She is quite old and her brain is not very good... Don't make a fuss, as long as your expression management is fine, there is no danger at all in this doomsday!"

As he said, he walked forward and was about to open the door.

"Wait a minute!" Muchenyi stopped him and took the lead to look outside the door through the cat's eye.

It was the cleaning lady!

But this cleaning lady was the old lady who tore the toilet with her hands in the last death replay!

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Wang Zichen asked.

"In the future painting I saw"In the face..." Mu Chenyi said thoughtfully, "The old lady at the door tore the toilet in half at the entrance of the underground passage that you thought was hidden very deeply."

Wang Zichen:...

"But that's also because Chen Wan'er and I's human identities have been exposed. Now this cleaning lady should not know that we are human. You can consider letting her in." Mu Chenyi changed the subject.

Wang Zichen thought about it and decided to let this fierce man who tore the toilet in.

They have to maintain their human identity, and not opening the door will make the cleaning lady, who is a monster, suspicious.

"Pay attention to your expression management!"

After a reminder, Wang Zichen showed a fake smile and opened the door.

"Boss, I'm here to clean."

When the cleaning lady saw Mu Chenyi and Chen Wan'er, she was obviously stunned.

But soon, she stretched out her hand to Wang Zichen as if nothing had happened: "Boss, give me the key to your room, and I will clean all the rooms here. ”

“Here!”

Wang Zichen handed a bunch of keys to the other party.

His villa is very big, and many servants have lived here before. However, every day before the doomsday game is about to start, he will give the servants a day off and live here alone.

There is also a reason to prevent the "zombie" type of doomsday.

“Hehe, so many rooms, I have to clean for a long time…” The cleaning lady smiled and reached out to take the key.

And when he saw the cleaning lady’s expression, Mu Chenyi’s heart jumped!

He rushed towards Wang Zichen and shouted: "Be careful!"

“Bang! "

At the same time, the cleaning lady's eyes suddenly popped out!

Her iron-blue hands passed over the keychain in Wang Zichen's hand and grabbed Wang Zichen's neck fiercely!

Her body changed greatly in a short moment. Layers of green fluff appeared on her head. She originally looked weak, but now she had muscles full of strength. What was even more terrifying was her two hands. The nails on both hands were extremely long, like a ghost asking for life, sharp as a blade!

Mu Chenyi threw himself on Wang Zichen fiercely and threw him to the ground, and the cleaning lady's two claws pierced his clothes on the back.

With a "rip", the clothes were torn, and a bloody mark was scratched on his back!