I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 244 The Bitter Traveler

"Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight!"

On the earth in the 21st century, there is a large-scale FPS online game that is all the rage and has set off a chicken-eating craze around the world.

This game uses an exciting battle royale mode, which can be said to have ushered in a brand new gameplay.

One hundred players are spread out in every corner of the island with their bare hands. After that, the safe area will continue to shrink as the game time goes by. The players who survive to the end will have a final battle in a small area until the real winner is found.

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Before Mordred traveled to New Essite, he was an inconspicuous civil servant in a third-tier city in China, repeating boring and tedious chores every day.

Whenever he returned to his cramped and cold home after a long day of exhaustion, he would inevitably feel particularly empty. So he began to play various games, hoping to find a sense of existence in the games.

Shooting games have always been his favorite, and he was immediately addicted to the exciting and fast-paced style of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

In his previous life, he was a mediocre ordinary person. He didn't have dreams in his heart, nor was he willing to degenerate. It's just that he released all the dullness and boredom accumulated during the day at work at night.

He put on his headphones, typed on the mechanical keyboard, faced the 24-inch LCD screen, and killed everyone on the battlefield of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. He liked the unparalleled pleasure that this game brought to him, and even made him temporarily forget where he was.

The troubles of being single.

Falling into boxes, teaming up to play black, using steel guns, running drugs, showing off car skills, and picking up airdrops have become all part of his nightlife.

After all, I don’t have enough money to go to bars and nightclubs to be cool.

However, just when he found the joy of life, misfortune suddenly befell this little man.

Late one night, as it was approaching one o'clock, he was still fighting hard at the computer desk. Most of the game was already played.

"The poison is coming, get in the circle!" He turned on the microphone and shouted to his teammates on the other end of the computer.

"Don't worry, there seems to be another person behind us!" The teammate did not move, lying in the grass spraying medicine.

The blue poison circle began to shrink rapidly, and it was already the final round. At this time, there were only seven people left alive on the battlefield, and the two of them were stuck on the edge of the poison and did not dare to enter the circle rashly.

"Ahead, there's someone in the northeast!" Teammates immediately reported the enemy's location to him after spotting it.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he instantly took away the unlucky guy who escaped from the poison with a sideways shot.

"Dead!"

"Nice! You can circle first later, and I'll carry the poison and help you set up the gun!"

"There's nothing wrong with me!" He stared at the screen, fearing to miss any news about the enemy's location.

He made a prompt decision, took off his backpack, and crawled all the way towards the safe area.

His teammates hid in a pile of haystacks and acted as phantom tanks.

After a while, the next circle began to shrink again, and now there were only four people left on the field.

You can see from the small map in the upper right corner that the final safe zone is on the second floor across the road, and that guy is probably hiding upstairs!

Now as long as they hold firm, there is a high probability that they will be able to get the chicken.

"Hiss, huh~" He adjusted his breathing, turned his vision back and forth, and paid attention to what was going on around him.

"There are gunshots, right in the housing area!" he shouted excitedly.

The gunfire stopped suddenly, and there were three people still alive on the scene.

"He's the only one left! Come on, let's get a house together!"

However, there was no reaction from his teammates, and they were still squatting in the haystack stupidly.

"Damn it, what are you doing! Get rid of the poison quickly!" He saw with heartache that his teammates' blood volume was rapidly decreasing.

Since they were separated from the house by a road, if they ran straight over, they would easily be taken away by the enemies on the building.

"There are still 30 seconds until the safe zone shrinks!" A line of text appeared in the center of the screen.

He waited anxiously for his teammates' response, and time passed by second by second. If he didn't make a decision, the poison would come.

What was desperate was that he found that his teammate had fallen to the ground and had no chance to turn around and save him.

"Mmp, I just got disconnected!" When his teammates saw that they were already in a box, they also yelled, "I'm sorry, brother, the next step is up to you!"

What follows is a one-on-one duel! Standing outside the house, he is now at an absolute disadvantage.

"Thud, tug!" He saw a head protruding from the window on the second floor, firing a wave of shots at his location.

He relied on his skillful snake-skin movement to avoid all the flying bullets, and actually only received a slight scratch!

After successfully entering the house, he stopped on the first floor and quickly took the opportunity to take a bottle of painkillers.

"Dong dong, dong." There were clearly audible footsteps upstairs. It seemed that the enemy was not willing to go downstairs and confront him.

He felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, almost to the point of beating out of his chest.

The countdown to the last poisonous circle will be longer, so the enemies upstairs and yourself downstairs can escape without any intention of taking the lead.

"No matter what, fuck him!" After he drank the last bottle of energy drink, he turned around and rushed up the stairs.

Sure enough, the enemy squatted on him at the top of the stairs and came up to him. He raised his hand and swept him wildly.

In the blink of an eye, two bullets hit the opponent's body! One hit the thigh, the other hit the arm - green blood suddenly splashed out.

He was overjoyed, as he only needed to hit one more shot to win the game.

However, before he could fire the last bullet, the shotgun blasted out with a "bang!" and killed him instantly!

"Fuck!" he roared angrily, and then said a lot of unpleasant words.

In order to vent his inner anger, he slammed the white keyboard, but unexpectedly accidentally knocked over the water glass containing Coke on the table.

The dark liquid was spilled on the keyboard and mouse, and more importantly, it was also spilled on the socket at his feet.

"嗗"

In the small room, there was only a man with disheveled hair in a vest, shaking constantly under the stimulation of strong electric current - this was a scene that the forensic doctor later simulated through the death scene.

The 24-inch computer screen is still on, with the words "2/100" displayed in the upper right corner.

That's right, Mordred died while playing a game in his previous life. This was a sad scene before he left that world.

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At this time, before Mordred's eyes, an object he was very familiar with appeared - the pan, which is known as an artifact in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds!

Not only can it fry poached eggs, it can also be used to stop bullets!

This pan that suddenly appeared gave him the illusion that he was playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

"Oakley?"

Edward on the side was also confused at the moment, and asked in confusion as low as possible.

"No, it's impossible! This is not true!" Mordred suddenly shouted, with disbelief written all over his face.

(End of chapter)