Players Please Get In the Car

The scenery near the track is almost unchanging, there is no wind, and there is no sound of animals and plants. The beauty and tranquility are like a blueprint.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening at this time, and the darkness near the orbit was not like the normal process of sunset and sunrise. From day to night, the switch may be an instant thing.

"You said, will there be aliens here after dark?" A female player asked.

"No way." Someone said: "Isn't there water around here? Unless the alien species can swim, or have the function of fish, but as far as I know, the combat effectiveness of alien species that can degenerate to this point is not very strong."

"Anyway, let's not light the lights at night." The old man in the same carriage as Xu Huo said, "This way everyone will be safe."

No objection.

In less than twenty minutes, the bright sky suddenly turned dark, and it transitioned to complete darkness in a few seconds.

"It's so dark." Yan Jiayu said.

You can't see your fingers, even the players can only judge the position of other people from the air flow caused by breathing and people's movement. In order not to cause unnecessary disputes, everyone chooses to stay in the original position.

Xu Huo was on the side. To the left of him and Yan Jiayu were the male players who played cards in the same carriage today. Because they left early, they occupied the middle position of the three carriages, and everyone survived.

On the right are the old man and the woman knitting a sweater, the two female players, and the people in the other compartments, and the injured player and the middle-aged woman are in the middle.

After experiencing the previous events, everyone took it for granted that the middle is safer than the edge, so the middle is denser and the sides are loose.

The track is not much wider than the train carriages, and it is not safe to sit with their backs facing each other or face to face. Most of them choose the center of the track, and no other players are allowed to come over.

Looking forward along the track, Xu Huo saw a female player take out a piece of dried meat to eat.

The sound of chewing and the subtle taste attracted the attention of people around. Some players subconsciously looked in her direction, and the female player also realized it, and said with a smile, "Is anyone hungry?"

It's normal for a cannibal player to be in the car. At this time, even a person with a sense of justice would not be able to fight her. Everyone was silent, and the female player snorted and ate by herself.

But soon, two or three people in the team changed their expressions, showing coveted and intoxicated expressions to the people sitting beside them in the dark.

In just a few minutes, the atmosphere became tense.

"Tap!" With a sound, a light suddenly lit up in the middle of the track, and the strong lighting instantly covered a radius of nearly 100 meters. The driving commander who used the lighting props patted the lights: "Don't worry, everyone, there are no aliens around here. , because the living environment in this space where the orbit passes is very harsh, even if the alien species that can eat cannibalism come in, they will starve to death, and the lighting will not bring any danger."

A player suddenly stood up, "You said yes? What if the alien species around here is not extinct? It really attracted the alien species. Did you drag us to be buried with us?"

The other players didn't say a word, because the staff around the driving commander all looked at the male player.

"Idiot, I don't even want my life because of stuttering." A player wearing a skull cap mocked.

The traffic commander must know the situation around the track better than the players, and they can’t go. If they dare to turn on the lights boldly, it means that there is no risk, or the risk is small and they can handle it. In this case, everyone is safe when the lights are turned on. What does blocking mean? Isn't it self-inflicted?

"What did you say!" the player turned around.

"Say you're an idiot," the peaked cap player said with a smile, "No one else objects to turning on the light, but you are just bluffing. Do you want to do something while others can't see it? Or are you so hungry that you are irrational?"

A pink-haired female player who was playing the game next to her looked up at the person, "It's better for a cannibal player to be a human being with his tail between his legs. Haven't you learned it yet?"

The player sneered, then raised his finger and pointed at the pink hair. It is unclear what props he used, but a pink bubble barrier was erected beside the pink hair, and the barrier was hit by an invisible force. The whirlpool, the next moment, the male player's feet were pierced by the iron cone drilled from the ground!

The male player let out a scream, then pulled out his feet, swung his hands to clamp four different small props, and was about to throw them at the pink hair, when he was blocked by a transparent cylinder with water drops coming down from the back cover. Hold on, like a gel, the male player slipped it in and became a standing model, only to see his eyes move sideways with difficulty, and then blood splattered all over his body, turning from a complete person into a mannequin. Blood man with blisters.

It looks like people are squashed.

The transparent cylinder was put away, and standing behind him was a train staff member.

The train conductor said meaningfully: "Everyone who can work on the train has a skill."

Now no one came to be tough, everyone sat down and rested honestly, including the female player who ate arrogantly.

"The staff on the train used to be players too." Yan Jiayu said, "I don't know how they got on the train."

"I heard that the people who can work on the train are old wormhole point players who have undergone long-term training," the old man explained again, "Those wormhole points entered the game early, and many people were born in the game world. What I know is the world of superpowers, so I don’t reject it at all, coming to work on the train is the same as applying for a job when I was not a player before.”

"Can this not be repelled?" The unlucky male player came over, "The game world is completely abnormal, okay? No one resists?"

"If you look at the previous world, you will understand. Everyone is used to it. When encountering unfair things, only a few people dispute it. Most people just want to live." The old man said: "It doesn't matter whether it was before or now, it's the same."

The difference is that maybe everyone used to be used to petty thefts, but now they are used to murders.

That's how the environment is.

"It would be great if there were no games." The unlucky phase said with emotion: "I used to stay up late every day to play games, but now I feel sick when I hear the word game."

"You are still young, who knows what will happen in the future?" The old man said with a smile, "The terminal illness in the past is no different from the common cold now, and a dying person like me can live for at least ten or twenty years. How can you tell exactly."

"When was the first game born?" Xu Huo interjected, "Is there a century?"

The old man shook his head slightly, "I don't know about that, but I heard that there is a game division in C9 Wormhole Point that is very particular about time. The craftsmen who make clocks there will record time from generation to generation, and they may know the origin of game time."