[It is now 3:00 pm on September 30, 2021 AD. Three hours ago, the personal novice copy of the World Game officially started! 】
[Congratulations to those of you who have been selected, you have become travelers traveling through different worlds! 】
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This is what Boss Rabbit said at the opening ceremony.
People at that time, just like now, gathered in the square and collectively teleported to another world.
...It seems.
As he thought like this, his five senses became a little weak...
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"Ding dong!"
[You have entered the special copy of the ninth world, Kaiusta. 】
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[The camp ranking list has been opened. (Current existing camps: gods camp, freedom camp)]
[Factions will change over time. Some camps will disappear as the war is lost, and some new camps will be established. You can join a new faction at any time, as long as that faction is willing to accept you. 】
[You can gain your camp contribution points by influencing the battle situation. 】
[Your methods include but are not limited to: killing enemy soldiers, assassinating enemy generals, stealing information, disguising, spreading public opinion, holding important positions on your own side, helping to collect survival resources, gaining favor with your own generals, gathering the 'source of civilization', etc. wait. 】
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[The duration of Caius Tower is uncertain. 】
[Every once in a while, you will return to the City of Measurement and take a rest ranging from one hour to twelve hours. When the rest time is up, Kaiusta will call you back. 】
[Final conditions for the winner: the final top ten in the camp rankings. 】
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Su Mingan understood that Kaiusta was not a continuous copy and had random rest periods. At that time, he could briefly return to the Measurement City to replenish ammunition and repair his body.
This is a good thing.
Every time he goes to Central City, he comes back with full health. Central City has endless ammunition depots and medicines.
If he was really asked to fight in Caiusta non-stop for eight or nine days, he was really afraid that his body wouldn't be able to hold on in the middle.
The system prompts continue:
[While Kaiusta continues, the world chat channel is open. 】
[You are (the person in power), (level 4 player), your number of speeches: unlimited. 】
[World Chat may not reveal certain information. 】
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[The transmission is about to be completed. 】
[Wish you happy exploring. 】
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The system voice ends here.
The white light flashed, and Su Ming'an's control over his body gradually returned.
He subconsciously raised his hand and touched a smooth metal.
"……Um?"
He opened his eyes and saw darkness. His posture... seemed to be lying down.
Where was he teleported to? Kaiusta's start is so unique?
He wanted to sit up, but his head hit hard metal. He stretched out his hands, but found that he was involved in something.
There seemed to be many lines entangled in his body, locking him like iron chains.
He brushed away these messy lines and felt around, feeling obvious obstacles. He seemed to be lying in a rectangular iron box.
Cuboid, iron box, confined space.
……etc.
Isn't this an iron coffin?
He was instantly vigilant, and after five seconds, he switched to the bright state, and drew out the sharp sword of Arman, with the blade pointing inwards——
After evolving into a gold-level weapon, Arman's sharpness has almost reached its extreme.
The surrounding lines were cut open by him, and he cut upwards again. He heard the sound of metal breaking, and the rustling soil spilled in.
……soil?
Really a coffin?
He choked and coughed. He raised his hand vigorously and wiped out the blade attached to the sword, bringing up a sharp black moon arc.
"Shua——!"
It was like a black hole that instantly opened up, swallowing up all the soil scattered around it.
Glimmer of light fell through the soil and pierced his eyes.
After a while, he finally climbed out of the iron box, his body covered with broken soil, as if he had just climbed out of a grave.
He lowered his head and looked at his dirt-covered legs.
During the crawl just now, he controlled his legs and crawled out without any hindrance.
He had observed Akto's legs and found that they were not mutilated or atrophied. They were a pair of complete legs, but they just couldn't move.
Now, suddenly, he has regained his freedom of movement.
The appearance of the iron box is quite high-tech. The blue bead-like halo forms a chessboard-like structure. Large and small beads are connected into the shape of water droplets, forming a circle around the dark blue iron box, like flowing water. current. The words "COP-19" are engraved on the edge.
The inside of the iron box was a clean ice-white color, with several tubes of unknown purpose protruding and white airflow coming out. It was probably these chain-like things that had grabbed his limbs just now.
"This box is...a life-support capsule used for hibernation?" He guessed, but was not sure. He had never seen this model before.
He raised his head - under the dazzling sunlight, rolling bright red spread out, like flowing magma, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was just a deep red plain. The blood-red sunlight is very close to the ground, but it cannot feel the heat. It is like a cold sun, and the sticky blood is dripping into the land.
He stood alone next to the uncovered soil, and could only see a few dead, black pillar-like trees on the plain, without a trace of green.
Although he was standing under the bright sun, he felt a little cold. The fierce wind roared in his ears and penetrated into his skin pervasively.
...Leave here first.
There is barren land all around, and dangerous turbulence can be seen vaguely in the distance. He has just been unearthed, knows nothing about the world, and needs to understand more about the so-called "camp".
There are "camps" and there should be a lot of war here.
He took off his dirty coat, revealing the dark black soft armor underneath, wiped the dirt from his arms with a cloth, and put on a brand new white coat.
The white coat spread out like the wings of a white dove. Akto's wardrobe is all these monochromatic clothes, no fancy formal wear.
Smoothing the wrinkles on his sleeves, he noticed that someone was already speaking on the World Chat channel.
[Feiji (unaffiliated): Damn it, what kind of world is this? Can we travel to other worlds in the dungeon? 】
[Harry (Yggdrasil Guild): What I saw was bright red soil and a blood-red sun, like the end of the world... Wait, it’s so cold, so cold... It’s so cold that I’m shaking all over... Where are my teammates? Why are they scattered? How to assemble them? 】
[Liu Shiqi (Explosive Boss Rabbit Gathering): Are you aware that our Dragon Kingdom is celebrating New Year’s Eve, so you specially come up with a winter limited edition? I’m freezing to death, world game, thank you (gritting teeth)]
[Darnell (United Group): Are you in the suburbs? I teleported here and it's inside the gathering place. It's very safe here and there seem to be a lot of local NPCs... I'm going to see if I can join a camp. 】
[Maxon (unaffiliated): Well... the information restrictions are very serious. I can't send out a lot of information. I can only talk about things that have nothing to do with the overall situation...]
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Players are mostly gathering teammates.
It seems that the battle group's hand in hand before was of no use, they were scattered after being teleported. Most people were teleported to the wild, some in gathering places and small cities.
Su Mingan took out "Xi Boer's Tracking Compass". He had previously stamped Dong An'an and was able to locate her location.
Currently, he has three TEs related to Caiusta.
[TE1·"The pioneer is immortal, the dawn is eternal" (climb the "Kaius Tower" and restart the dawn system)], this requires the final victory, and should be the ending TE.
[TE2·"The evil dragon walks into her heart" (bring "Dong An'an"'s favorability to the full value - you need to go through all the plots with her, and you cannot use the skills of the person in power to forcibly improve it)], this requirement is the same as Dong An'an's favorability Acting together, but acting together with Xiaomei before seemed to be able to advance the progress. They are god sisters in the book, so maybe the plot is the same.
[TE3·"The Fire in Your Burning Eyes" (Help the leader of the war group "Che Kelstia" break into the central city)], this requires him to help the war group become the last in Kaiusta the winner.
In this way, his purpose is actually very clear - to act together with Dong Anan, help the battle group win, and become the winner himself, so that he can clear three lines at the same time.
Perfect.
He lowered his head. Dong An'an's coordinates were not far from him.
He was about to look for her when he suddenly saw billowing dust rising in the distance.
It seemed like a big truck was approaching, with a layer of frost forming on the side of the truck.
Only then did he notice that "Wang Han's human skin mask" had automatically returned to the backpack grid. He immediately took it out and put it on.
"Dip, beep——"
The headlights flashed, and the truck nimbly turned around and rushed straight towards him.
He stood there, motionless, his white robe swaying slightly in the wind.
"Chi-!"
The brakes sounded, the ground shook, and the car door clicked open. Two men, armed with heavy firearms, like two black beetles, jumped out one after another. They wore thick masks on their faces, their hair was held down by cotton hats, and their cheeks were frozen flushed.
They observed Su Ming'an, who was completely empty.
After a moment, they approached, the muzzles of their guns slightly raised.
"There is a cabin here. It looks like a hibernation cabin. Are you... a hibernator who just woke up?" The taller man spoke. His eyes were a little sticky, which made people feel uncomfortable.
He scanned Su Ming'an up and down with his wanton eyes, confirming that Su Ming'an did not have any weapons on him.
"You look... like a scholar. It's a pity that these days, it's the hardest for scholars to survive. Maybe you had a good life before hibernation, but the world has completely changed." The tall man sneered: "Do you want to live? Boy, this is the closest place. The shelter is more than fifty kilometers away. Without us, you will freeze to death on the road."
Su Mingan didn't speak. He was observing the structure of the truck.
This is a good means of transportation and very suitable for transportation.
"What was your identity before hibernation, and why didn't your relatives come to pick you up when you woke up?" The short man asked, suspecting that he was seriously ill.
"I have lost my memory." Su Mingan said, "I can't remember most things."
When you enter a new world, amnesia is a good explanation.
The two men looked at each other.
Amnesia caused by hibernation is very common, which means that this scholar dressed in commoner has nothing to rely on now...
The tall man raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Ming'an, his eyes becoming more sticky and cold, as if he had evil intentions.
"Get in the car. We're free and we'll take you to the nearest gathering place." The tall man turned around and climbed into the driver's seat.
The short man was holding a gun at the side, obviously not wanting Su Mingan to leave.
Su Mingan didn't object, he needed to get information.
He climbed into the back seat of the truck and the seat belt clicked into place.
This truck is no different from modern trucks. There are bright red peace knots and porcelain dolls tied under the glass, like Eastern culture. There is a pattern similar to a car logo on the steering wheel. It seems that there is an automobile manufacturing industry here.
The tall man stepped on the accelerator, and the truck rumbled to life.
"What's your name?" the tall man said. His voice was sticky, and it always felt like it was sticking to the person: "The memory loss of hibernation is only 95% at most. You said you have lost your memory, you should remember your name, right? ?”
"My name is..." Su Mingan paused for a moment: "My name is Luvis."
The short man was sitting in the passenger seat, staring at Su Ming'an with his cold, mouse-like eyes.
When Su Mingan looked at him, the short man looked away and licked his lips, like a fly about to eat.
"Lovis... I've never heard of it. Steel, was there this person thirty years ago?" the tall man said.
"No, our memories have been almost erased. But there is no aura of 'Source' on his body." The short man named Steel said.
Su Mingan heard some information - the way these people judge strength seems to be by sensing the "source". But he couldn't feel the breath of this "source".
So, is he considered weak?
"——Good afternoon! An Jiang! It's 1:13 in the afternoon and the temperature is low. I suggest you put on some extra clothes to prevent a cold~" Suddenly, A Du's voice came from his left wrist.
The tall man named Myron looked back and said, "Hey, a personal watch?"
"Is it valuable?" Su Mingan said.
"It used to be very valuable." Myron laughed: "Now, it's better to have things that can fill your stomach and firewood that can make a fire. If you are short of money, you can try your luck on the black market. Maybe someone wants to buy your little one. Stuff.”
Su Mingan turned his head and saw many cardboard boxes tied behind them. If he guessed correctly, these were survival resources, such as food, drinking water, firewood, and even guns.
A flying knife stabbed over with a "swish" and passed close to his finger, but did not hurt him. The angle was extremely precise.
Steel stared at him with a pair of cold eyes: "Sit tight and don't move."
