Indescribable cyberpunk

When he opened his eyes again, the first thing Zhu Jue saw was the pure white ceiling, and then the face of a middle-aged bald man appeared in front of him.

He didn't know whether he was strong or not, but Zhu Jue could see the panic in his eyes.

"He's awake."

"Why is it so slow? Didn't they always wake up together in the past?"

"Who knows, looking at his pale face, he probably fell into a coma because of his poor health."

The noisy discussions around him made Zhu Jue immediately get up from the ground to check the situation.

This is a huge closed space with no windows or doors around it. It is only covered by pure white walls of unknown material. The area is about 200 square meters. However, in this space at this time, there are a large number of people with various faces and costumes. Strange people, a middle-aged bald man with a red face wearing a loose shirt, a nose ring and colorful earrings, a woman with an aristocratic look, and a girl with an exquisite face wearing silk pajamas.

These people have different identities and probably belong to different classes, which means they come from various places.

Zhu Jue roughly counted in a circle silently, there were more than 50 people!

The dizziness in his mind receded at an extremely fast speed, and reason regained the upper hand. Zhu Jue clearly remembered that he was in the Yimeng stronghold in Shenzhen-Hong Kong District more than ten seconds ago, but now he appeared here. Obviously, the other party's The mental transfer was successful.

From the frightened conversations of some people around him, Zhu Jue soon learned that they were probably just like him. They were sucked here after seeing the interface and selecting the confirm button. However, he was voluntary and knew certain circumstances. But many of them clicked the confirmation button just for fun, thinking it was a prank.

Who knew that this was not a prank at all. The moment they pressed the button, their fate had already changed.

The meaning of life?

Really alive?

No matter what they thought before.

You have to know now even if you don’t want to know!

But that didn't stop them from making noise at this time. Many people regretted it after coming in, knocking on the four walls and saying things like begging grandpa to sue grandma.

Some people took out their mobile phones in their pockets, but when they put their hands in, they found that they were empty and there was nothing at all.

Zhu Jue lowered his head and glanced at the ten empty fingers. Whether it was the Crab Lord Ring or the Topaz Ring, they had disappeared. They should have been left in the stronghold together with his body.

The noise continued until a black sphere suspended from the ceiling slowly descended.

Everyone noticed the black ball, and the noisy room immediately fell into silence.

"Welcome to our game."

There was no sound announcement, just a piece of bloody text running around the sphere.

As expected, many people in the room immediately became upset and began to demand to see their behind-the-scenes operators or to quit the game. Some people were shouting about the system panel or GM. .

Of course, those who say these things are generally young men.

It's just that the shouts of these people obviously cannot affect the operation of the black ball. In the noisy environment, it still performs its duties.

"Rule 1: During the game, the game content cannot be disclosed to anyone outside the game in any form. Anyone who violates the rules: die!"

"Rule 2: It is forbidden to use biochemical products during the game. Anyone who violates the rules: die!"

"Rule 3: It is prohibited to leave the combat area during the game. Anyone who violates the rules will die!"

"Victory condition: Survive to the end!"

"Victory reward: 5 million for first place, 1 million for second, third, fourth and fifth place!"

There are not many rules. Except for the first one, which is an extremely strict confidentiality regulation, the remaining two are restrictions on combat, but they are only about the combat itself and do not mention the damage to the combat site or civilian casualties. Class constraints.

Not mentioning it undoubtedly means no restrictions!

And this victory condition seems to be brief, but the small number of words does not mean that the condition is simple.

Everyone present knows what this sentence means as long as they know the word.

From this moment on, everyone is the enemy!

The only thing that can comfort people seems to be the reward of millions after victory. This amount may not be large, but it is nothing to a person like Zhu Jue, but it is not small, because it will bring great benefits to those present. For most people, it is a huge amount of money that can completely change their destiny.

The best proof is that at the moment when the reward conditions appeared, Zhu Jue clearly heard the heavy breathing subconsciously from some people in the surrounding crowd.

Not everyone sees the interface as a joke, Zhu Jue confirms.

Before the people in the room started to make noises for an unknown number of times, scarlet fonts flashed on the black ball with the rules and victory conditions displayed.

3!

2!

1!

Didi~

Smart watch beep.

It's 01:30PM now

Lucy sat on the left side of the truck compartment, pursed her lips tightly, and looked at the "friends" around her.

She has known these people since she came to this city. Rather than knowing them, it is better to say that she took the initiative to talk to them and barely understood part of the situation.

They signed the agreement just like themselves and became volunteers. In return, they received prosthetic modifications of their limbs and a considerable salary.

Similarly, they don't know what they want to do. Everyone is forced by life to have no choice but to give it a try.

"Where am I going?"

"What are you going to do to me?"

"How can I pay you for body modifications?"

"Have you eaten?"

"Hey, I love you, do you love me?"

Unlike other people around her who remained silent, Lucy never liked being passive, so from the moment she got in the car, she was testing the only caretaker in front of her.

But no matter how many questions she asked to the heavily armed soldiers standing in front of her, even if some of them were very nonsensical or had some kind of suggestive questions, there was still no response under the gray-black helmet.

This frustrated her.

The vehicle does not keep moving all the time. It will stop briefly every time it passes a block. There is no roll call or special request. It is just based on their seating order. People who are closer to the carriage door get out first, and pass through the constantly opening door. Through the carriage door, Lucy could briefly see what was going on outside.

This was not the center of the city where the laboratory was located as she imagined. There were just lines of raindrops, dilapidated buildings and dilapidated streets one after another. Although it was slightly better than where she lived before, in her opinion It's definitely a lower-class community.

呲~

The tires made a sound as they rubbed against the ground, and the rear door of the car was opened again.

This time, it's her turn.

The soldier still didn't make any sound, he just raised the muzzle of his gun, pointed it at Lucy's forehead, and then pointed outside.

"What do I need to do, wait on the roadside, or say I need to find someone, or..."

The clueless situation made Lucy eager to get some useful information from the person in front of her. Unfortunately, she didn't get any response until she helplessly jumped out of the back door of the carriage.

There was only a shoulder bag thrown down with her.

He took out a hair tie from his pocket, combed his rain-drenched blond hair back into a ponytail, and took his attention away from the truck. What needed to be paid attention to now was the surrounding environment. Lucy knew clearly that this a little.

Picking up the shoulder bag at her feet, it was not light and she didn't rush to unzip it. She avoided the oncoming passers-by, put her arms around it, looked around a few times, and tried her best to test the contents inside through the nylon cloth. thing.

Some small hard objects, a palm-sized piece of iron.

"SHIT!"

Cursing in a low voice, Lucy's face suddenly darkened. She was not a little girl who was ignorant of the world. She had lived in a low-class community for so long and knew exactly what was in this shoulder bag.

Pistols and bullets!

Try to stabilize your emotions as much as possible. Since they didn't force themselves to do anything, and the voluntary agreement didn't have any stipulations except that they had to obey the instructions tonight, does that mean that they won't violate anything they want to do next? protocol?

Turning her eyes to the street next to her, which looked like a commercial street, Lucy took out her mobile phone and checked the balance in her bank card again, feeling much relieved.

Walking around the street, Lucy guessed that it was indeed a commercial street. Several hardware stores, small shops and some small restaurants were lined up on both sides of the street. She was going to find a place to stay first.

But before he took a few steps, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.

"Boss, we found a good product."

The young man with a red scarf on his forehead held a dagger against Lucy's back and turned to look at the leader next to him.

"I was lucky today. As soon as I went out, I met someone who could sell it for a lot of money. I searched her belongings first and took her back to let the brothers feel comfortable. Then... ha, there's no use pretending to be dead."

A middle-aged man wearing a black jacket walked out of the shadows on the left, with a pistol on his waist. He looked at the woman who suddenly fell on the street with a strange expression, her face covered with mud, and called to his younger brother.

"Hey, drag her up."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the young man took action, the girl on the ground got up again, looking around blankly, shaking her head constantly, as if she was a little dizzy from the fall just now.

"That's right. If you know you can't hide, just cooperate. I'll be gentler later."

The young man grinned. He had noticed this beautiful girl just now. Her soaked clothes clung to her body, and her lines were quite tempting. He waited for a while to confirm that she had no companions, and her clothes did not look like she belonged to a high-end community. Then he couldn't wait. stepped forward to take action.

"Where's Gentle Nima!"

A fist hit the nose of the disgusting guy in front of him. Zhu Jue wiped the mud on his face and looked down to see the changes in his body.

After a few seconds of silence, he kicked the man in the face.

"FUCK!"

Her expression can be said to be quite ugly.