Chapter 859

The city of competition can be called the city that never sleeps.

Whether it's day or night, it's full of excitement. No one knows how many people will live in a competitive city, 100 million or a billion.

Everyone, it means, is a person who owns a biochemical factory.

Just think about it. It's scary.

Lu Chuan this is the fourth time to the city of competition, still unfamiliar to here.

Except for a few areas, Luchuan has never been to many places. To the competitive city, in addition to listening to news, is to watch the war.

After the eighth level biochemical factory, Lu Chuan devoted himself to building a defense system.

In addition to making the biochemical factory load manufacturing, we spend half of our time every day in the competitive city to watch the war.

The advantage of grade is that the zombies made by Luchuan are almost grade seven.

The spore shooter Lu Chuan just made 80, then stopped, and tyrant t t-003 only made 200. What Lu Chuan really likes is the shadow blade.

At one breath, Lu Chuan almost smashed all his money and made 50000 shadow blades.

The manufacturing price of a shadow blade is 10 million.

Lu Chuan is also cruel, 500 billion directly hit down.

In Lu Chuan's mind, all this is worth it, because the shadow blade is used well, they are the real trump card in the battlefield.

After spending 500 billion yuan and other improvements, Lu Chuan's funds have been exhausted.

In fact, it is not resistant to flowers.

It would be overkill to spend so much money to build shadow blade troops only for defense.

The appearance of blue winged angel made Lu Chuan's ambition grow like wild grass. Before Lu Chuan has been a good idea of the end of the competition, only a few less opportunities.

Now, when this opportunity appears, Luchuan will naturally take advantage of it.

Lu Chuan appeared in the city of competition, or in his own suite.

After a glance at the suite, Lu Chuan didn't mind the poverty here, because Lu Chuan was not a competitor. But living here, it is inevitable to be looked down upon by people. It is difficult to make an appointment with a sister.

Food and accommodation need to get points, even to the hotel to open a room can not do.

In this case, no one is going to have a one night stand with you.

Lu Chuan gave a bitter smile, then left his room and appeared in the sports center in a floating car.

People are still coming and going here, and it seems that they have not changed.

Lu Chuan, who has been here dozens of times, is naturally familiar with it.

Lu Chuan is familiar with the figure, just once.

"It's her."

Lu Chuan stares at this figure in the distance. She is still so arrogant. There is a kind of coldness in walking. When Luchuan finds her, she has disappeared in the corner.

Anyu ran, there is nothing wrong with her.

Lu Chuan has been thinking about this person, and now she finally saw her.

The heart move, immediately is to catch up with.

However, when Lu Chuan pursues the corner, an Yuran's figure has disappeared.

In front of us, there is a door. Lu Chuan knows the direction of its transmission, and it is the place to transfer to VIP space. Only those who have the top one million have this qualification.

One million, this one rank, not everyone can.

Among the hundreds of millions of people, only the really top people can squeeze into the ranks.

Lu Chuan knew that an Yuran was very powerful before, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful.

Compared with the first million names, there is no comparability between them.

If she is a rich family, she is a poor country boy. The gap is so big that she may never be able to make up for it all her life.

Lu Chuan stood in front of the light door, staring at a few seconds later, turned his head and left.

The competition center is full of positions. People like Lu Chuan, who have not even played a game, are naturally one of the most common people and have no place of their own.

After finding a place where no one was using it, Lu Chuan sat down.

"Open the ongoing battle."

Lu Chuan sent out silent thoughts, and countless ongoing battles appeared in front of him, as many as tens of millions of them.

This time, Lu Chuan did not observe the popular battle.

Popular battles, are top ranking battles, help themselves very little.

To describe myself as just a person coming out of a novice village, what is really useful to me is the coldest nobody to watch the battle, and it's the battle of the new comer.

Lu Chuan used his ideas to shield these redundant battles, and then there were only 700000 battles left that really met Lu Chuan's desire.

"It's crazy."

More than 700000 games means that more than 1.4 million people have finally entered the road of competition.For example, in the first game, if you choose the match, you will only have one match.

Only in this way can it be fair. Otherwise, the match is already the opponent of the old bird. The zombie troops in the other party's hands are really too terrible. They are just giving their heads away.

Since they are all novices, Lu Chuan has nothing to choose from. If he chooses one directly, he chooses to watch the battle.

From the perspective of God, Lu Chuan can see the whole battlefield clearly.

The two sides have already started fighting. On the open plain, countless zombies are entangled and tearing each other. The zombie has been unlocked by both sides.

Giant spore shooters, which smash a lot of spore material out of the rear.

With more than a million zombies, it's impossible that every zombie is equipped with armor, which makes spore shooters extremely lethal.

Often a spore shell, covering a range of several kilometers, countless zombies died.

Fortunately, everyone did, which led to a draw.

And the most lethal, of course, is the shadow blade, which can hardly be seen here. Only one zombie can be seen to fall down. The other zombies are here, only being slaughtered.

The zombies outside the shadow blade, even tyrant t t-003, in front of the shadow blade, although it can sense the existence of the shadow blade, but the strength difference is not very big, tyrant t t-003 needs to pay at least ten to kill one shadow blade.

The number of shadow blades on both sides is very large. One zombie falls down in pieces like wheat.

In this battle, the total fight is the number of zombies on both sides and the number of shadow blades.

Lu Chuan looked at it carefully, summed up what he had observed, and noted down some problems in the battlefield.

Just one game, Lu Chuan had a preliminary set of plans.

Of course, only one battle time can't let Lu Chuan fully understand. There is no way to say that this set of plans can be finalized. More combat data are needed.

The two sides of the fight, to the back, is completely between the shadow blade.

On the whole plain, there are corpses everywhere, and countless corpses of zombies are placed in this area, almost can not see the end.

Level one, level two, level three

The appearance of these zombies is simply the existence of cannon fodder. Their role is to make the scene more grand, but it has no effect on the battle.

At the beginning, the famous tyrant, T-001, was just scum in the battle at this level.

One by one licker, one by one furious, they are all dead.

This war, it can be said, was very tragic.

The duel between shadow blades is like a silent killing. After falling to the ground, the dead shadow blades will show their bodies and lose their stealth function.

Lu Chuan's eyes flitted across the battlefield, and his brows fluttered.

There are no other zombies in the battlefield. They don't seem to have any trump cards. They arrange all their zombies in the beginning.

Seeing who the final victory is, in fact, has no meaning for Lu Chuan.

After withdrawing from this battle space, Lu Chuan entered another battle space again.

In the battlefield, it's the same as killing.

Watching one scene after another, one day, in fact, can only watch a few. However, the significance of these events to Lu Chuan is huge.

Lu Chuan recorded the data of these battles and constantly confirmed some of his own ideas.

"Good harvest."

In Lu Chuan's mind, there are some pictures of fighting, which contain many things that he needs. The harvest of this day made Luchuan realize what his advantages are now.

No more nostalgia here, Lu Chuan left the city of competition.

The next day, it was early in the morning, and Lu Chuan appeared in the city of competition. Just like yesterday, Lu Chuan still chose to fight and watched the battle in silence.

For a week in a row, after 10000 shadow blades were made, Lu Chuan stopped watching the battle.

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