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"Finally it's time for the exciting PUBG demo, okay, we're entering the game."

In a certain university dormitory, Fei Long opened the live broadcast room on Xunteng Live, and started the first live broadcast nervously.

The head of the room next to him stood beside him with a look of envy.

PUBG's trial quota is limited, except for some of the streamers and e-sports players invited, ordinary players like them are invited by luck.

Obviously, the fat dragon had good luck, so he was directly moved by the head of the room and decided to take the opportunity to play a live broadcast.

Although it is a rookie anchor, but because of the PUBG game, it has just entered the game, and its popularity has risen rapidly, and it has been nearly ten thousand in a while.

For Fei Long, a college student, it was really a happy event, and he was also excited.

At this moment, he has entered the game, and he is currently controlling the characters and standing on the quality square.

He manipulated the character to look around, and was a little disappointed:

"Isn't this the isolated island where a hundred players fight as mentioned in the game's propaganda... This is too small, right?"

This small island is not big, and it is almost 108,000 miles away from the so-called super-large map in Xunteng's promotion.

Moreover, there are already dozens of players on the island, and they are basically the default suits wearing white vests and jeans.

When Fat Dragon was looking around, a player next to him punched him with an old punch, which startled him.

But when I looked at the blood strip, it didn't move.

At this time, the fat dragon carefully read some novice guide texts on the game interface, and learned that the game has not officially started, and there is no way for players to hurt each other.

"So this is a place where you are familiar with operations?" Fei Long asked suspiciously.

"It should be."

The head of the room next to him looked at his mobile phone screen at the same time and explained:

"According to the description on the official website, you will get into the plane later, and then you can choose to skydive somewhere on the island... What the hell?"

The room chief said, but also suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Fei Long asked suspiciously.

"Look at the full map on the official website, it's as big as 64 square kilometers!" (aeaa)

The head of the room said, looking at Fei Long with envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes.

"What the hell, didn't the entire network media say that Xunteng's new game is nothing more than that? It actually has such a big map? It must be a completely different experience to start a gunfight!"

The head of the room suddenly had a strong urge to try it out.

FPS games, the room chief has played a lot.

But like PUBG, there are hundreds of people participating, and there are also huge maps. He has never seen the same type.

"Only those stand-alone 3A masterpieces may have such a large map. For traditional FPS like Crossfire, the map does not need to be so large..."

The head of the room muttered to the side.

At the whole time, the characters controlled by Fat Dragon had already entered the plane, and along with the movement of the plane in the high altitude, the outline of the entire isolated island appeared on the screen.

"Eh? It seems that this isolated island is not only big, but there are quite a lot of elements in it, quite rich..."

The head of the room looked at the details on the map and was surprised.

At this moment, on the isolated island under the control of the fat dragon, there are various construction sites such as airports, schools, hospitals, cities, etc., and people have begun to jump off.

"Hurry up, choose a place with more resources, and you will definitely get better firearms!"

Under the urging of the head of the room, Fat Dragon didn't think too much about it, he just chose a city R and descended from the sky.

When the man was still in the air, Fat Dragon changed his perspective, and immediately saw three or four people falling near him, it should be the same R city.

"Emmmm, I'm afraid I won't be waiting for the landing, and I'm just going to face other players."

Fei Long was a little nervous. He had limited experience in shooting games. This was the first time he was broadcasting live, so he was a little nervous.

"Small scene, the gun resources of PUBG are directly generated on the ground. When you land, hurry up and find a gun, there is still hope!"

The fat dragon nodded, and then he landed on the nearest small house.

After a while, he looked at a frying pan in his hand and was speechless.

"What the hell is this? Weapons in this game, and frying pans?"

"God, does a frying pan count as a weapon?"

Fat Dragon was speechless.

At this time, the original rare barrage also brushed a 6666.

"It doesn't matter, there's still time, just find some submachine guns or something."

The head of the room comforted him, but just after he finished speaking, there was a sudden gunshot.

It was just a player with a pistol, who also came to this small house. He only had a first-level head on his body, and he was obviously a player who had just landed.

"Fuck, there's a gun!"

Fat Dragon was directly holding the frying pan, but while he was running, sparks shot out from the frying pan, and at the same time, there was a crisp sound.

"Huh? What sound?"

Fat Dragon hid in the corner bunker and was still stunned.

The room chief next to him wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

Fat Dragon didn't see clearly, but he saw clearly beside him.

It's just that the result is too magical, making him a little unimaginable.

"No, is that why there are pans in this game..."

"It was like that frying pan just now blocked a bullet?"

The head of the room thought about it and wanted to see if the pan could really stop bullets, so he directly encouraged Fat Dragon:

"The other party is just a rookie who has just landed. He only has a pistol. You can't run very far. Why don't you take advantage of the narrowness of this place and use that pot to fight melee!"

"You bastard, trying to trick me into killing me!"

Fat Dragon didn't believe it at all. When he was about to escape, a grenade flew in front of him.

"Fuck! You said he only had a pistol?"

Fat Dragon was shocked, and while running around, he also waved the frying pan in his hand.

I only heard a soft sound, and I saw that the flying grenade was directly hit by the frying pan, flew towards the direction where it came from, and then exploded directly, taking a human head.

Fat Dragon's shocked manipulator came out again and looked at the blown-up corpse on the ground.

Then he looked at the pan in the character's hand, and was speechless for a while.

"The frying pan...is that what it was originally used for? Directly bounce the grenade?"

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