Chapter 763: Complaints

"How is this mixed ball?" Lin Chi muttered.
He thought that in this kind of competition, the official would ask the host and other guys to be responsible for the lottery. I didn't expect it to be played by the "creator".
However, in this official competition, even if it is a war observer, it should not come up with any moths.
Just as everyone in the competition was waiting for the lottery to start, the war observers who did not show up suddenly turned around: "Oh, yes, I just said wrong... The guys responsible for the lottery are from the Special Operations Command. They are still on the way, and please take a break and wait patiently for a while. In addition, the pictures here are not broadcast live to the audience, you can talk about anything! Then see you!"
After saying this, the war observers no longer made a sound, leaving only the confused contestants, standing in the command of the face.
- Will you wait a little longer...
Realizing that the draw will not start for a while, Lin Chi walked to the "coach" in the corner, and wanted to talk to the guy, and he heard the murmur of the blaze from behind:
"roll."
Lin Chi turned back and saw a man in a black combat uniform with a gentle smile on his face and a "black long straight girl" wearing a dark green military uniform, extending his right hand.
"This lady, are you also a participant in the invitational tournament? I am seeing you for the first time."
- This is really not afraid of death...
Looking back at the handsome man with long bangs, Lin Chi smiled, and the other party obviously did not know who he was dealing with.
However, he should know soon.
Hearing his words, several other nearby players also cast curious eyes on the black-haired women. After all, there are so many powerful female players in the brain-based imaging game, and they can count them with one hand. And before the game started, many players accepted interviews from the TV station and had already exposed their faces in advance.
The Valkyrie, who already knew the identity of the blood-blade, stood far away, and even had a little bit of meaning. But Carol walked slowly, as if he was interested in the identity of the girl.
"It’s boring to be with a group of stinky guys? How about playing with a friend?" Carol said slowly, as if he had ignored the male players around him, still the relaxed and laid-back look.
"I am not interested in you..." said the scorpion, and the red eyes seemed to bleed at any time.
"What is your ID? Make a friend." Carol stretched his right hand against the blood blade.
The black-haired girl opened the business card bar with some impatience. When she saw the name of "Glory", Carol blew a whistle. The other players nearby were all subconsciously taking a step back.
"The blood blade is a woman?"
This shocking fact has caused all the elites and gods present at the scene to be shocked.
Under the gaze of those guys, in the brain imaging game circle is a notorious pervert killer, put away his business card bar, open his mouth, hoarse voice:
"Scared? Is it foolish? Even if I beg for mercy, I will not be merciful."
As soon as this was said, other players in the vicinity seemed to wake up from the nightmare, and all kinds of remarks came one after another:
"What the hell? Isn't this the vest with this name?"
"The woman's heart is under the sea..."
"The murderer I admire cannot be a girl!"
Listening to all sorts of messy speeches around me, the snoring snorted, and when I was about to turn away, the man who had talked to her before suddenly blocked her way:
"It seems that I guess it is right, you really are the madman."
"Ok?"
The blood blade looked up and looked at each other. I saw that the man still showed a gentle smile, but the voice was lower than before:
"The murderous man who changed the rules of the game by himself... I have to count with you."
"Go and go, no name." Blood blade narrowed his eyes.
The man did not leave, but just opened his business card, the three characters of "Frenzy" appeared in front of everyone.
"Do you remember this name?" he whispered.
"I don't bother to remember the name of the fish." The blade shook his head and reached out and touched the knife on his face.
"In a game called "Golden Medal", I was miserable by you, little girl."
Having said that, the madman suddenly laughed out loudly: "At that time, the rules of the imaging game in the brain were not as perfect as they are now. Everyone used the original equipment, which was the kind of feeling that was particularly sensitive. Forcibly withdrawing from the game will deduct the rewards of the game. After I lost, I still want to be killed by you. I didn’t expect you to..."
"Ah, although I can't remember, I may have treated you as a masochist." The knife grinned.
The ecstasy did not pay attention to the provocation of the blood blade, but continued to say slowly: "Since then, I have been thinking about revenge in the game, now the opportunity is finally here. In this game, you will be caught by me. Then tortured to death."
- Is this product infected by the blood blade?
In the face of this somewhat mad guy, Lin Chi couldn't help but secretly vomit in his heart. Seeing that there was a grievance in this game, the other players next to it also directly became "onlookers."
The players who can participate in the invitational tournaments are all experienced "old fritters", and naturally it is impossible to see the situation of sitting on the mountain.
In the broad command post, I was silent for a moment, and I was too lazy to pay attention to the situation. Lin Chi went to the corner and stood beside the coach. He smiled and said: "Long time no see."
The coach wearing a wide-brimmed hat nodded.
"How is it?" Lin Chi whispered a question.
"It's still in the lab." The coach responded to Lin Chi’s questioning at the same time:
"You seem to be different," the coach said.
"I have recently lost a little bit." Lin Chi smiled.
"No, I am not talking about this." The coach shook his head, and the uncharacteristic "popular face" had a serious expression:
"What should I say? You have definitely changed a lot, I will not be wrong."
Despite the coach's eloquence, Lin Chi only replied vaguely: "Maybe." Then he picked up his arms and looked at the other players in the command.
He didn't understand what the coach meant, but he was absolutely certain that he was still in the past and nothing changed.
The virtual characters in the intra-brain imaging game are actually similar to the products of the players' consciousness. Compared with the real world, the characters in the game are more difficult to conceal their own real ideas, and it is easy to show the status of "I". .
For this reason, in this game, there will be many people with distinct personality, even those who are suspected of mental illness.
So, perhaps the coach seems to have some changes in his consciousness?
While thinking about it, Lin Chi bowed his head and stared at the gray steel floor of the command.