Thriller Hunting Program

Ling Chengmu didn't expect Qin Ce to follow him suddenly. At that moment, she even doubted his motives. She stood beside the motorcycle and stared at him with raised eyebrows.

"Why, you want to do a stalking and sneak attack? Your business skills are not very good."

Qin Ce replied calmly, "I'm just curious about what you're going to do."

"It's very simple, help the unqualified children get some snacks."

"Then?"

"And then by the way, I will prepare some anti-inflammatory drugs for everyone."

Qin Ce understood: "Thank you."

"You think I'm here to help you? It's just that I don't like to owe favors."

"What kind of favor?"

She had already got on the motorcycle and was about to leave, when she heard the words, she turned around again.

"Actually this afternoon, you can use the rules of the game to kill me, so it shouldn't be a violation of the system." She said, "Since you made a wrong decision in your own position, then in return, I also made a mistake. ."

She raised her hand and threw the bag containing the medicine to him.

"But I'm not responsible for taking the medicine."

Qin Ce also came on a motorcycle, he took the bag and hung it in front, and quickly caught up with her speed.

His low and cold voice was particularly clear in the night wind.

"Have you ever thought about it? Today is your only chance to kill me, but you didn't take it."

Ling Chengmu pondered for a moment, then smiled casually.

"What's so difficult about killing you? As long as I want to kill, there will always be a chance."

"Then I'll wait for your success."

"Well, cherish the little time you have left to live."

The two motorcycles drove side by side, whizzing away in the moonlight, and finally fell into the dark night.

…

As Ling Chengmu expected, the video game city in the department store is a good place to use as a stronghold.

Street fighting has just ended, and all players need to recuperate.

Xu Xiao was playing on the dance machine, and his dance was so meaningful; Wu Shijiu was chewing corn chips, PK racing with Chang Su, and lost three in a row, and finally got angry, and Chang Su had to stammer and deceive, Deliberately releasing water can't be too obvious to let her win.

As for Ling Chengmu, she is very interested in the boxing force measuring instrument, and she doesn't know what the data display standard is. In short, the original record of the machine is 980. A male player in front just hit a 1070, breaking the record. Teammates applaud.

She waited for the group to leave, then stepped forward, moved her wrist, and then threw it out with a beautiful straight punch.

Screen display: 1290.

Hearing the record-breaking buzzing sound of the dynamometer, the group of players turned their heads in surprise, and one of the little girls immediately recognized Ling Chengmu.

"It's that beautiful sister!"

They were actually a group of people who had been rescued by Ling Chengmu not long ago. This little girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she even gave Ling Chengmu her own bear as a gift.

"Sister, did you really not throw away the doll?"

Ling Chengmu touched the little bear hanging on the belt around his waist, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Why throw it away?"

"Is that sister your boyfriend?" The little girl smiled and pointed to Qin Ce who was standing not far away, "Brother is so handsome!"

Ling Chengmu put her hand on top of her head and sighed expressionlessly: "It's a very cute child, but her eyes are not easy to use."

"?"

The two sides chatted politely, and then said goodbye in a friendly manner. The goodwill of meeting by chance is also valuable in such a cruel game.

Ling Chengmu watched the players' backs go away, she turned to look at Qin Ce, and tilted her head to indicate.

"Want to try?"

Qin Ce didn't refuse. He approached the boxing dynamometer and raised his left hand to charge, but she was interrupted.

"Executive Qin, the right hand I use, you have to use it too."

When she made things difficult for him, she never concealed it, and even the slight smile in the corner of her eyes was filled with the words "I did it on purpose".

According to the previous mode of getting along with the two, Qin Ce has long been accustomed to her yin and yang weirdness. Generally, he mostly chooses to be indifferent to this kind of situation.

Who knew that this time, he calmly cast a glance at her, and silently changed his right hand.

With a direct punch, he used 100% of his strength, like the fire hidden under the iceberg showing a bright light, which is the release of the long-suppressed emotions.

In 1466, he surpassed her record.

It's just that the gauze that was just wrapped around the wound, there was blood in a moment, and slowly seeped out.

Even Ling Chengmu couldn't help being a little surprised.

"To be honest, I was joking."

"But I'm not kidding."

She frowned at him: "You really have no sense of humor, all the people in the Time and Space Inspection Bureau are like you?"

"Maybe."

Qin Ce sat on the rest seat next to him. Not far in front were Chang Su and Wu Shijiu, who were jokingly studying the claw machine. He was speechless for a long time.

Ling Chengmu stood there with his pockets in his pockets, and looked at him strangely.

She suddenly said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"What do you want to ask, can I stop it?"

She was about to be laughed at by this person: "Okay, then tell me, what are the selection criteria for the hunting plan? How can even those fifteen or sixteen-year-olds be pulled into the system together?"

"The selection range for the hunting program is between fifteen and thirty-five years old."

"What's the use of selecting the best one out of a thousand?"

"Part of it will go to the newly developed high-difficulty system for internal testing, and some will stay in the Time and Space Supervision Bureau to work. The four people with the highest comprehensive evaluation index will be trained as the next chief."

"...Your chief is still taking over by rotation?"

"Every fifteen years."

Ling Chengmu thought thoughtfully: "After 15 years of hard work, can you step down and be free?"

Qin Ce looked away and slowly lowered his eyes to look at the ground.

He raised his thin lips lightly, revealing an unprecedented smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, but contained a bit of self-deprecation and sadness.

He said: "Impossible. There will be a special dispatch process when the chief resigns, so as not to leave hidden dangers to the Supervision Bureau, and there is absolutely no freedom."

"…"

"We will never be free in our lifetime."

When the five-day deadline came again, this round of games was drawing to a close.

However, the test of system release is not over yet.

The east and west blocks were once again blocked. Unlike street fighting, this time it was a chasing battle between all NPCs and players.

The NPCs who were lurking in various corners were dispatched and equipped with vehicles. Wuwuyang covered a large area of ​​​​the map. From a distance, it looked like a large swarm of locusts attacked. Drag into hell.

Fortunately, Qin Ce had seen a lot of the system's rude operations, so on the last day, he found a car ahead of time, and he drove it, with Ling Chengmu in the co-pilot.

The two motorcycles that he and Ling Chengmu had used before were carried by Chang Su, Wu Shijiu, and Xu Xiao, and the three of them evacuated together.

"The two of you are responsible for protecting and failing, don't confront each other directly, and go where you hide."

Wu Shijiu was a little anxious after hearing Ling Chengmu's words: "What about you and Executive Qin?"

"Didn't you see it?" Ling Chengmu pointed at Qin Ce calmly, "His arrangement means that we are going to face each other."

"…"

"He's gone crazy, can I not accompany him?"

"…"

Both Chang Su and Xu Xiao belonged to the type who absolutely obeyed the organizational plan. Chang Su immediately picked up Wu Shijiu and put her on the back seat of the motorcycle.

"You guys should... be careful..."

Xu Xiao got on another motorcycle, held a gun in his left hand, and made a V in his right hand: "Come on, Orange."

Ling Chengmu nodded: "Don't come on, get out of here."

"?"

…

In the car were the spoils of the latest weapon airdrop. Ling Chengmu picked up a light machine gun and rolled down the window frame on the edge.

She was rolling up her sleeves and getting ready when she heard Qin Ce say coldly, "Seat belt."

"...You're so lenient."

Qin Ce didn't speak, he didn't look sideways, he buckled the seat belt for her with one hand, and then started the car.

This is actually not a very reliable means of transportation, not even the off-road vehicle found at the beginning of the game.

But it's not the car that matters, it's who's sitting in the car.

Qin Ce drove the car to the highest speed, as if driving a small harvester, sweeping the current street.

The roar of the motor mixed with the dense gunfire to form an overly intense symphony.

"Hold!"

A bullet pierced through the windshield in front of the car and brushed past Ling Chengmu's ear. Ling Chengmu lowered his head to dodge, and couldn't help but scolded.

Her gentle voice is innate, so that every time she curses, there is a subtle sense of disobedience.

She threw the empty machine gun decisively, brought another shotgun from the back row, and loaded it quickly.

"Come closer!"

Qin Ce had no objection. He slammed on the accelerator, flicked his tail around the street corner, and rushed towards a group of NPCs that were slaughtering other players.

He was on the steering wheel with one hand, and the other was sticking out the window with a gun.

It's strange that where his car is going, her gun will shoot exactly where, without even needing to discuss with each other.

This tacit understanding is so **** natural.

"I thought you didn't want to come along."

"I'm not very willing, after all, it doesn't look good to you." Ling Chengmu sneered, "But I like all exciting things, and such a good opportunity should not be missed."

"Even if it might kill you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, even if I die sooner or later, I have to live longer than you."

This level is not worth mentioning at all.

It's just a riotous carnival.

So that night, the surviving players who were stranded in the east block were fortunate enough to witness a man and a woman driving a devastated and broken car, engaging in guerrilla warfare among the staggered streets, loading guns with live ammunition, and playing various NPCs in the dark.

They have saved a lot of people, even if these rescued people will inevitably face extinction in the next competition area.

but.

As long as you are unwilling to compromise, as long as you retain a single point of belief in resistance, as long as you always have a clear conscience.

No matter how weak the light, it will eventually illuminate this dark night full of fog.

…until the countdown is reduced to the last second.

The watch vibrates and the system sends a prompt.

[The number of this competition area is 077, the theme [Clear Plan], the number of participants is 3,000, and the number of survivors is 816. 】

[Congratulations to the survivors who successfully advanced to the next division. 】

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[The number of the competition area is 085, the theme [Infinite Horror], and the number of participants is 3,000. 】

[The game will start in two hours. Before the countdown ends, please search for props in the current area, keep quiet, and do not scream. 】

[The screamer's volume exceeds 60 decibels and will be eliminated on the spot. 】

By convention, bathrooms and clothing will be arranged at the location where each division is initially traversed, so that surviving players can adjust their status.

Ling Chengmu was still traveling alone this time. She didn't know where her teammates landed, and she was used to it.

When the game starts, you can always find it.

She took a shower, picked out a light and casual dress from the closet, wiped her wet long hair, and walked out of the room.

It seems that her current location is similar to the competition area, and it belongs to an old-fashioned residential building.

Although this residential building seems to be more old and dilapidated, the corridors are piled with garbage, and there is a disgusting smell of sour and musty everywhere, and even the walls are peeled off to only a layer of cement.

The ceiling lights in the corridor flicker and flicker, which is the atmosphere often created by horror movies.

She looked down at the watch and saw that on the dial, a prompt box for measuring decibels had already appeared.

cough.

She cleared her throat in a low voice, and found that the decibel had risen to 20, and she knew it.

She had planned to walk around to look for the props that she didn't know what it was, but she was about to go upstairs when she suddenly felt that someone was blocking her way.

She looked up.

Qin Ce, dressed in black, was standing not far away, his eyes locked on her.

Looking at each other, he nodded slightly: "It's a coincidence."

"…"

Smart fart.