Chapter 127 Half chance of survival?


    After announcing the rules of the game, all the screens became darker at the same time.


    As the play ended, half of the entire city fell into silence.


    About half a minute later, everyone''s cell phone kept ringing the message prompt sound.


    In an instant, the whole city was like boiling water. In just a few minutes, videos and news about the black and white life and death situation were spread online.


    Most people are disbelief, but as people keep trying to get out of the big turntable, the death toll has skyrocketed, and the government has had to issue a warning to let everyone stay where they are waiting for rescue.


    Xu Huo kept flipping through the video. Whether it was on the ground or in the air, vehicles or helicopters, once they entered the range of the black and white turntable, they could only burst into a **** flower when they went out. A large number of cars and helicopters crashed and crashed, and black smoke rolled around the black turntable.


    Some people use cats and dogs to experiment, and they cannot escape death.


    "That means that after entering the life and death game, you cannot go out alive unless you participate in the game?"


    He frowned and stared at the black grid on the ground. The time it took to enter the game in Area 014 was too short. Most players were still making closed copies. Even if he didn''t know the game system, he didn''t even understand the basic rules. It was unimaginable what role the props might have.


    But no matter what, the current black and white life and death situation cannot be explained by props, but the background and tasks of the dungeon should be announced by the game. Can advanced players who can open the dungeon need to read the rules themselves?


    No, the Skinder''s dungeon is also a movable dungeon, and the mission is also notified by the game.


    "Fake it! It must be fake!" The chef suddenly shouted, "What is black and white, life and death, is just nonsense to scare people!"


    "There is a madman putting bombs on people! I''m leaving here!" As he said that, he threw the apron and went to get the key.


    "Master, don''t be impulsive!" The assistant next to him quickly grabbed him, "Look at the videos online, those people will explode as soon as they walk out of the turntable, even the police and the army, and they can''t get out at all!"


    "I don''t believe it! The video must be fake!" The chef''s forehead burst out with blue veins, and he pushed the assistant open. He was about to open the door, but Xu Huo intercepted his hand: "The people who exploded just now are all outsiders, and it is safest to stay here at the moment."


    This sentence successfully stopped the chef. He stared at Xu Huo for two seconds, and then started to retching towards the blood clot on the door.


    "Brother, what should we do?" Wang Chaoqing leaned over and asked.


    Xu Huo looked at the painting girl, "Can you feel that this is a prop or a copy?"


    The woman in the painting shook her head.


    "What is the difference between props and dungeons?" Wang Chaoqing asked in confusion.


    "If it is a dungeon, there is no way for players and non-players to go except to participate in the game, but if it is props, you may get out with a ticket."


    The rules of props should not override the game copy.


    "I don''t have a ticket..." Wang Chaoqing was disappointed at first, and then looked at Xu Huo ecstatically, "Brother! You must have a ticket!"


    "Give me one! I will definitely listen to you in the future. Do whatever you ask me to do?"


    Xu Huo put aside his hand and grabbed him, "Can you make sure you survive from other copies?"


    "No matter whether he can or not, it''s better here!"


    "Do whatever you ask you to do?" Xu Huo asked again.


    Wang Chaoqing nodded repeatedly.


    "Okay, before giving you a ticket, go to the skyscraper."


    Wang Chaoqing immediately changed his face, "It''s the center of the turntable. Even if I''m not smart, I know that it must be dangerous there. I won''t go!"


    "Then there will be no tickets." Xu Huo did not force him.


    Wang Chaoqing''s eyes became angry, but before the attack occurred, he was slapped back by the painted woman.


    "Are you players?" The waiter who climbed the table said: "You know that so many must be players. Are the people who appeared on the big screen just now also players?" "If they are all players, do you have a way, right?"


    The two men sitting dejectedly on the side and the waiters who were huddling together all raised their heads and looked at Xu Huo and the other two.


    "I have no choice." Xu Huo said calmly.


    "But you are also a player!" a male waiter subconsciously said.


    "Have you played online games?" Xu Huo ejaculated, "Did you get the rank if you want?"


    "Where is the train ticket? You just said." The store manager interrupted quickly.


    "I think good things, only players can use the tickets!" Wang Chaoqing said with deep resentment.


    The light in the eyes of several people in the store immediately went out again.


    "I don''t want to die..." Another waitress cried.


    "Maybe the situation is not that bad, so many people are fine..." Before the chef''s assistant finished comforting people, his face suddenly froze, and then he looked ahead with his eyes blankly: "There is a turntable! The turntable appears!"


    Xu Huo looked at him in his sight and had nothing. He asked quickly, "Describe the look of the turntable you saw."


    But the assistant did not respond, and shouted "Countdown has begun" and his eyes turned up!


    Xu Huo quickly grabbed the person and pinched his Renzhong acupoint. A few seconds later, the other person recovered, but his eyes were still not focused. He said to himself in a daze: "I''m going to die, I''m going to die..."


    The painting girl raised her hand and slapped him in the face. The assistant staggered to the ground. She simply sat on the ground and shivered. She could not hear the sound from the outside world and did not respond to the pain.


    Xu Huo felt a little sank. He thought this might be a lucky game, but now it seems that it is not.


    Looking back at the square outside, a few of the people who had not had time to escape and returned had the same situation. They could not wake up no matter how hard the people next to them were kicked and beaten. Their consciousness seemed to be separated from their bodies. They stared at the front with their eyes wide open, some collapsed in place, and some ran away in a daze, but they kept repeating the three words "countdown" in their mouths.


    Even under the severe blow, ten minutes can be enough for a person to slowly calm down and restore his sanity, rather than being controlled by fear and crazy like now.


    This turntable game will definitely have an impact on people''s spiritual aspects.


    "How is he?" Several people in the store looked at the chef''s assistant and retreated in fear. Only the waitress who had climbed the table asked Xu Huo.


    "It depends on his luck." Xu Huo looked at the person whose face was swollen and said, "Keep calm, this is just a game, with half the survival rate, don''t be scared."


    After he said this, several people became even more scared.


    But Xu Huo did not give them time to adapt and said straight: "It''s useless to panic, so it''s better to use this half of the survival rate to find ways to save yourself."


    "What should I do..." The waitress crawling the table said with her lips trembling: "I''ll listen to you..."


    The other people did not respond, and Xu Huo didn''t care. He continued, "When the game started to appear, others should not be able to see it, so if you enter the game, try to tell everything you see."


    "Even if you can''t feel the outside world, you can still speak and act, focus your energy on the turntable, and the more you say, the better."


    "I guess this game is related to spiritual will, and it''s only good to stay awake."


    "In other words, the earlier you see the turntable, the higher the chances of death..." The manager pale and turned to the chef''s assistant, "Tell me!"


    However, at this moment, the assistant suddenly raised his hand, "I''m going to turn, I''m going to turn, I''m going to turn, I''ll be fine, I''m lucky..."


    "Bang!" He exploded!


    "Ah!!" Several waiters who had just washed their faces were splattered with blood again. While they screamed and ran at the door, there were continuous explosions in the square!


    Everyone inside and outside the door was scared crazy, and cried and screamed!


    ?I wrote it very smoothly today. ^_^


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    (This chapter ends)