Chapter 1913

... Lin Sanjiu's hand was shaking uncontrollably.

Maybe she is too tired, maybe she is too afraid, or maybe it is because every face around her at the moment makes her feel vaguely familiar.

Although she knew very well that she had never seen this group of people before.

No, it's not the "face" that makes her feel familiar. At the moment, she was stirred up by the wind and waves in her heart, which was uncomfortable and uncomfortable for no reason... Lin Sanjiu was sure that she had experienced it once before, and she just forgot where and when.

"Listen,"

To her surprise, when Lin Sanjiu pushed the door and got off the bus, the group still turned a blind eye to her. The crowd formed a circle, and a middle-aged man consciously claimed the role of head, and was loudly giving orders to the crowd: "whether we will be good or bad, dead or alive in the future, there is only one chance now, you listen to the rules carefully!"

Lin Sanjiu looked around.

Obviously, the faces with different looks and ages are almost distorted and carved with the same emotion: the nostrils are moving, the eyes are rolling, the corners of the mouth are heavy and drooping... On their red and white faces, they are floating like fear, excitement, and a little longing.

Strange, why did she feel like she had seen it once?

Now what she sees is the preview of the copy content. What can it have to do with Lin Sanjiu's own past?

The incarnation of the copies she has experienced will make her feel familiar; From another perspective, the copy formed by her friend makes her feel familiar, which seems reasonable.

However, the puppet master has never let Lin San Jiu produce this kind of -- this kind of——

Before she could think of a suitable description, the next sentence of the man called her to excite her spirit, and her whole heart was gripped by his voice.

"... the injury that everyone is most afraid of will appear on his forehead, body and skin with detailed text instructions, which cannot be changed." The man held a familiar black tablet in his hand, glanced at it, looked around the crowd and said, "the rules of the game are very simple. If you can catch two people in a row and successfully inflict the most feared damage on them, you can win.

"This is easy to understand, right? Some people are not afraid of being beaten, but they are afraid of losing money." The man laughed, patted his forehead, and then a line of words floated up. "Some people are afraid of torture, and there are many kinds of torture. Specifically, the torture they are most afraid of is the torture imposed on them and the torture with what tools... The words on your body will be clearly written. The standard of injury success is to make the other party's spirit collapse. In other words, if you are maimed crazy by you, you will succeed. Rest assured, don't worry about someone's spirit is particularly tenacious. As long as the injury reaches a certain degree, the participants of this game will It must be crazy. "

Lin Sanjiu stared at the words appearing on his forehead one after another, and his brain hollow for a moment.

Even with Lin Sanjiu's experience and will, she didn't dare to read it for too long - she especially didn't dare to read the words on the woman's head - she resisted a sudden nausea and quickly lowered her eyes again.

The man said it well, and indeed wrote it in too much detail, so that just reading the text once can stimulate people into a state of stress; To her deep relief, as an outsider who broke in, she was not part of the rehearsal, so there was no text on her.

"There is one more thing to pay attention to," the middle-aged man smiled, and seemed not to care about the words on his forehead and body. "Among you, there are a lot of dummies. It's useless to be cruel to dummies. Instead of counting, you will be deducted by one... That is to say, if you don't find out in time that the other party is a dummy and spend half a day fixing the other party, your 'number of conquerors' will become negative one."

"How can I tell?" Finally, someone in the crowd responded.

"After the dummy is repaired, he won't go crazy, but will change his appearance and continue to integrate into the crowd. Of course, it's too late to find it until that time... As for how to distinguish it in advance, it depends on your ability." The middle-aged man said, "but the good news is that there is no time limit for this game. As long as there are real living people in the ten blocks around here, you can keep playing... Until you win, or you are caught and mutilated, or there are no real living people left.".

"Any questions? No?"

In the end, they are all "rehearsals", and no one asked questions. The man nodded, glanced around the crowd, and suddenly stopped on Lin Sanjiu, revealing a smile.

"Then, please try to find out the real people among us."

It seemed to hear some hint, and each face slowly turned towards Lin Sanjiu, and the side faces gradually widened and enlarged, becoming full moons.

She stepped back involuntarily and hit the front cover of the car.

The great witch said that the content rehearsal should not pose a threat to her. She has no words on her body, and there is not even an evolutionist here except her - not to mention, if the puppet master is still conscious——

"Wait, you haven't said what's the advantage of winning?" Lin Sanjiu was in a hurry, and blurted out a word. The light from the corner of his eyes still dared not relax at all, and he was trapped on the people around him.

The middle-aged man "Oh".

"The winner can enjoy a safe and comfortable life with abundant resources and everything in the city, but this is not the most critical."

This remark is obviously prepared for future evolutors. The middle-aged man continued, "the key is that as long as you can grasp two people to complete the task, you will get rid of the pain of transmission and can choose to live in this city forever... Look at the size of this city, and then think about the resources in this city. What kind of dissatisfaction do you want for the rest of your life?"

It's impossible... Even the replica, even the replica of the puppet master, can't have the power to let the evolutor get rid of transmission and be unaffected by the flood.

Moreover, this preview only occupies a corner of the city; If she guessed right, there must be more places where content rehearsals are being performed - that is, when the copy really starts to run, if the evolutionist enters different areas of the city, the inspired content is also different. If the winner in the West chose to stay and live, what would happen if he went to other parts of the city? Are you involved in new content, or are you immune to it?

In fact, Lin Sanjiu can only think of one way for the puppet master replica to call the evolutor "get rid of the pain of transmission".

Almost at the same time when her mind floated, a shadow suddenly rushed forward in the corner of her eyes - even though Lin Sanjiu was extremely tired, he still reacted in an instant. Without looking back, she raised her elbow and hit the fleshy shadow heavily, which immediately knocked the other party's nasal bone out of position; The man's warm air jet and a sharp pain scream all jumped on her arm, and the voice was actually a woman.

When Lin Sanjiu looked back, he happened to see that the woman's long hair was caught by another person behind her. He yanked it back hard, pulling her whole upper body like a broken bamboo, pressing it back, and the clearly floating throat bone was exposed on her neck.

Did she just run for her life? Instead, he was hit by his elbow into the hands of the pursuers?

The woman was quickly dragged away a few steps. Lin Sanjiu was trying to catch up and save her, but he forced himself to stop.

... the other party is not really alive.

It is absolutely not easy to turn a blind eye to the next scenes; Lin Sanjiu glanced at the rain curtain in the sky quickly, and the impulse to save people suddenly cooled down - the rain curtain had fallen to half of the highest building, and she had only a few minutes left.

The screams and struggles of the woman from a distance seemed to stimulate everyone's nerves. Everyone who stood stunned just now moved.

Almost in the blink of an eye, there was heavy iron waving and hitting into the flesh and bones, tearing, crying and begging for mercy, running footsteps, breathing and impact... Together with the crowd, they ran and ran across the road, chasing and fighting for their lives. When looking at from a distance, the group of people even vaguely looked a little less human, like a group of twisted shadows cast under the fire.

Lin Sanjiu doesn't know whether these rehearsals will cause substantial damage to her - but if the forces here also interact, then she can hurt the "actor" and "actor" can also hurt her.

She saw the opportunity very quickly, turned around and rushed to the driver's seat. As soon as she opened the door, suddenly a man rushed out from behind the car and grabbed her; Although she was physically exhausted, her eyesight and reaction were still at the same level - it seemed that the man took the initiative to prepare his knees to meet her heels, and his knees bent back.

In his inhuman scream, Lin Sanjiu sat in the driver's seat and immediately locked the door. Rao was a little out of breath.

How can it be such a content? No, it's meaningless to think about it now. The point is that the great witch specially told herself the news. Does it have nothing to do with saving the puppet master?

The people who produced these copies are running around her car at the moment. From time to time, someone hits the whole car with a "Dong" sound, which makes the whole car shake slightly. When someone waves an iron bar, the window glass in the back seat has spider webs.

Sitting in a mess of fiery, rolling hell on earth, Lin Sanjiu clung to the steering wheel and stared at the blood splashing on the street in front of him, stunned for a moment.

Yes... Although it was not similar on the surface, she finally remembered where she had experienced similar feelings.

If she guesses right, the evolutors who enter this game may not understand what "winning" means at all. After killing and tormenting the two people and the "win" game, they welcomed with joy the rest of their lives as Dolls

The last time she felt the same way, she was on the balcony of the changguan mansion at night.

The end of the "way of life" given by the teenager was a white light that destroyed and buried the whole yunshou nine cities.

My friends, I have entered the stage of comparing my life with that of the puppet master.

I know, you prefer him to live long.

Say no more, I understand.