My players are grinding in the apocalypse

Chapter 122 What kind of game is this?

Tick ​​tock~

Tick ​​tock~

Tick ​​tock~

The monitor made a safe sound, indicating that the data on Feng Yi had returned to normal.

"Ah so thirsty"

Fengyi opened his eyes and saw his colleagues and many unknown people in front of him.

He is lying in a hospital bed.

Partner Dawei said: "Feng Yi, you woke up and the operation was successful."

Fengyi sat up covering his head.

"My head hurts."

Dawei said: "It hurts, that's right. When I sent you to the hospital, you rolled your eyes. The doctor said you might have a myocardial infarction or acute cerebral hemorrhage, which scared me. Fortunately, it was just a hormone problem in the body." , and a moderate concussion, the doctor said you will feel sore all over your body for a period of time, and your head will also feel uncomfortable."

Fengyi tried to move his body. As expected, his whole body was sore as if he had exercised too much, and his head was also a little dizzy.

He closed his eyes and asked, "How is the gangster doing?"

At this time, the director spoke up: "Xiao Feng, don't worry. The two gangsters have lost their ability to move and are lying in the hospital now. Our people are completely under control. You have done a great job this time! Help us save money." If we caught these vicious gangsters, just wait for the commendation from above!"

Fengyi nodded.

"As long as they are caught, I deliberately left two alive in the hope that they can help the higher-ups."

At this time, Xiaoshuai and Xiaomei plopped down on their knees.

"Thank you, Officer Feng! You saved our whole family!"

At the door, two old men who had not come in also knelt down.

"Officer Feng, you are the savior of our family. We only have a son, Xiaoshuai. If something happens to him, we will send the white-haired one to the black-haired one. Thank you! You are really the Sun Wukong who came down to earth to save the world. , from now on we will enshrine you and burn incense for you every day.”

The two old men kowtowed and bowed, and the colleagues outside quickly helped the old man up.

Fengyi also patted the hands of the two young people and showed a weak smile.

"Okay, just survive. Live a good life in the future. If you survive the disaster, you will be blessed later."

"Um!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The two newcomers wiped away tears and thanked each other one after another, and finally left after being persuaded by their colleagues.

Everyone exchanged some pleasantries and praised Fengyi's bravery. The local newspapers crowded outside and wanted to interview him, but their colleagues persuaded them to leave and asked them to wait until Fengyi was better.

After everyone has left.

Fengyi closed his eyes and recalled what happened this morning.

"Windrunner... is actually real."

"The kind of world that feels like slow motion"

""Doomsday OL", what kind of game is this."

He took out his phone and looked at WeChat.

Previously, he asked his brothers in the police academy to help him find out what was going on behind the game.

At noon today, the news just came.

"Lao Feng, this game is a bit evil. A special investigation team has been formed above. I have joined this team. We are currently investigating the causes and consequences of this game, and we have already infiltrated two colleagues in the game."

Time goes back to 6 am.

Wei Long and Fang Gang were wearing helmets and playing games in the office of the investigation team. Their colleagues were always observing their situation outside to prevent any accidents.

One night passed and both testers slept peacefully without any problems.

Until 6 a.m., after logging out of the game.

The two men took off their helmets, looked at each other, and then fell silent.

Next to him, Wang Meng, who was taking a nap, stood up.

"How's it going? What's the harvest? Have you found any trace of the suspect?"

Wei Long opened his mouth and closed it again.

Fang Gang wanted to say something, but he scratched his head and didn't know where to start.

Wang Meng snapped his fingers.

"Hey! Did you get confused? I want to ask you something!"

Wei Long: "Team Wang, this game is not what we thought. It is a very special kind."

Fang Gang: "It's a game that I can't put into words, but it's really special. I've been looking at Butter for 3 years and I've never played this kind of game before. Well, it's just very special. I didn't mean to play with colors or play with colors on purpose. The selling point is killing, but it has all the elements. If I have to use an adjective to describe it, it’s real!”

Wei Long nodded wildly.

"Yes, yes! It's real! A very real game world. What we can do is the same as in the real world, just with some more game elements. I experienced it for one night, putting aside the pictures that may be a little out of line. , is really a good game, a game that can change the game pattern of the world."

Fang Gang: "And this game doesn't have any charging points! It's just like a charity game. I even want to say something: The dog planner is so conscientious."

Wang Meng: "."

Hearing such high comments from his two men caught Wang Meng off guard.

He imagined many possibilities.

There are various forms such as ticketing platforms, online gambling, Yuan Universe Leek, etc., but I never expected such a great and upright result.

As we all know, it is impossible for anyone to trade at a loss.

Those pharmaceutical companies that develop drugs to cure diseases and save lives are not doing it for public welfare, but to obtain a technology monopoly and earn extremely high profits.

Life-saving medicine is like this, it’s just a game. You say it’s not to make money.

Is it generating electricity for love?

Laughing to death!

Except for those who write bad online articles, there are very few people who generate electricity for love.

Wang Meng: "So, you two are ready to rebel into the enemy camp?"

"Ahem! No, no. I'm just telling you my truest feelings to give you a better judgement."

"Captain Wang, you have taught me not to look at things through colored glasses. I will try my best to describe this game to you objectively. What a pity. It would be great if the helmet could be used by different people. You can also experience it online. .”

After getting the helmet yesterday, a few people tried it on. After they put it on, it couldn't be used when others put it on. It showed that the identity did not match, and then it was ejected.

One person and one helmet.

"Well, then tell me all the details of the game."

Wang Meng calmed down and decided to take off his colored glasses and listen to this game first.

"That's right! Xiao Li continues to investigate Cheng Shaofeng's previous social relationships and sources of income today. I don't believe he can disappear from the world!"

"Yes! Team King!"

Team Wang’s assistant Xiao Li is Fengyi’s classmate.

"Lao Feng, I found out today that Cheng Shaofeng once worked at Duoyu Company. I'm going to visit his former colleagues to see if there are any clues. If you have any other information, please tell me about this matter. It’s really unreasonable.”

Fengyi: "Okay."

"Sentinel, what kind of person are you? Cheng Shaofeng, are you really just a game designer? Or when did you become a game designer?"

"What kind of game is "Apocalypse OL"?"

PS: Today’s 3rd update is 7500 words.

Damn it! Why can’t I finish writing 10,000 words?

You've obviously worked very hard

Could it be that the monthly ticket is not enough?