Chapter 166: See the poor

Half an hour before the time went back, in the game hall, the trio of Chi Yan, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan quietly retreated to the corner near the mission wall, watching the players who were still thrilled and amazed.
"Big Brother deserves to be a big brother, this pen--" Qian Wei searched the stomach, only found a word, "Bull!"
Chi Yan and You Rong Yan, "That is, that's my brother Tang and my brother Cheng!"
Peng Mingfan was relatively calm. He glanced at the two who started blowing rainbow farts. When they talked about Xing's head, they poured cold water again. "A little more, everyone knows that the brother of the big brother is here."
Chi Yan & Qian Wei: "..."
Peng Mingfan: "Do you want to return the copy?"
Chi Yan and Qian Wei looked at each other and nodded together. They had come to the copy originally. This was the third time since the team formation.
The speed of their copying is not slower than that of Tangcuo and Jin Cheng, because the difficulty of copying is different, but the time they produce the copy is different from that of Tangcuo, so they have never met again. Chi Yan speculates that his Tang brother may have come out of the copy, but at this moment he is already in the game lobby, and there is no need to return to see him specifically.
If he did so, Peng Mingfan would definitely push his glasses and ask: Have you not weaned yet?
Because of all the previous things, such as the crimson incidents, such as the Meng Yufei incident, the three young men were determined to increase their strength. Without further ado, they immediately entered the mission wall, but did not enter the copy.
"Hao?" Chi Yan looked around suspiciously, but the mission wall was completely black, and he could not see anything, so he had to wait.
This waited for half an hour. When Chi Yan scratched his head and scratched his head, he began to preview "Chi Xiaoyan's 101st Way of Death" in his heart, and the familiar system announcement finally sounded.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the player for starting the mission "Taoyuan Town". This mission is a multiplayer large-scale confrontation survival game. The number of participants in the game is 500."
"There is no time limit for this mission, and customs clearance is at the end."
"Wish everyone a happy life!"
Chi Yan, dumbfounded.
Isn't he the next generation of the emperor's brother? What the is a multiplayer large-scale survival game? What the is that the number of participants is 500?
Looking left and right, Chi Yan found himself in a rental house full of debris.
Should it be a rental house? Beds, televisions, tentatively lazy tables with induction cookers and microwave ovens in open kitchens, and cheap toilets covered by not-so-clean plastic curtains are all squeezed into a room, how to see, here are all A rental house.
"Tick, tick..." The faucet in the rental house is still broken.
The lighting in the room was not good, so dull, Chi Yan listened to this sound and thought he had come to a ghost copy. Moreover, there was only him in this room. He called Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan several times without any response.
He opened the door carefully and wanted to see what was happening outside. His hand just touched the door handle and suddenly saw a poster on the door.
[Taoyuan Town New Year Games Open!
All residents are requested to bring the required materials immediately and go to the Taoyuan Town Grand Theater in the center of the town. The top three can get great gifts!
In order to increase the fun of the games, the mayor of the town specially added new ways to play in this New Year Games...]
"Huh? How can this be like a copy introduction?" Chi Yanwu muttered to himself, and continued to look down.
[The entire Taoyuan Town has been divided into a three-by-three-thousand square checkerboard, and all participants must move within the square according to the rules of the game. The rules are as follows:
First, the checkerboard is divided into white grid, green grid, blue grid, and red grid, respectively consuming 1, 2, 3, and 5 grids. When the number of contestants returns to zero, or the number of blocks held is not enough to advance to the next block, it cannot be moved.
Second, the grid number is obtained by triggering the task or pk.
Third, the green grid is a security grid, and this grid prohibits fighting.
Fourth, the red grid is the killing grid, and the penalty and reward for this grid are doubled.
Fifth, the blue grid is a random transmission grid.
Sixth, every hour the contestants automatically get a grid number.
Seven, please check your phone at any time, there are occasional red envelopes falling.
Eight, each participant gets the initial number of frames: ten
"Lying trough, what's all this?" Chi Yan couldn't think about it and opened the door with a roar, looking out. In the narrow courtyard, the sky looking out is also narrow.
In the distance, the department store and TV tower cut the sky apart, and the most conspicuous thing is the virtual light screens arranged vertically and horizontally. Blue, red, green, and faintly milky, they extend from the ground to the clouds, neatly dividing the entire town into squares.
The square where the rental house is located is a white square. From the distance between the surrounding light screens, each square is about 20 by 20 meters in size.
When Chi Yan opened the door, other tenants in the courtyard also pushed out the door. You look at me, I look at you, and after two or three seconds, I slammed the door again.
Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are really not here, maybe "born" somewhere else. Only one thing is for sure, they entered the task wall at the same time, waited for another half hour inside, and definitely entered the same copy.
With such a thought, Chi Yan's heart settled down a little, and he began to think about his current situation.
Five hundred players are scattered in the city and flock to the theater in the center of the town from different locations. How to plan a reasonable route is the key to winning. But this copy is bad because of the pk mechanism, and you may encounter all kinds of troubles on the road, maybe you have to go a long way.
Chi Yan remembered the mobile phone mentioned in the rules of the game, and quickly found it in the house. Eventually, he found an apple under the pillow, a new model that had not been released when he died. He was a little excited, holding the 10,000th possibility, and pressed the phone. The phone was busy.
Sadness struck in an instant, and Chi Yan almost couldn't help crying.
Fortunately, he is a strong-hearted player, humming and wiping away tears, and later another good guy. He rechecked the mobile phone and found that the mobile phone can communicate within Taoyuan Township except that it cannot make calls or connect to external networks.
Taoyuan Town has its own app, which will release the latest news of the town and a dedicated chat section. This is a bit like a combination of WeChat and forums. You can have a public account, you can have a group chat, or you can post a post.
Chi Yan glanced hurriedly. There were 500 contestants and 1,001 group chats. At this time, there were already quick and courageous messages in group chats, but everyone spoke anonymously and could not see their true identity.
big head.
The head is huge.
Chi Yan remembered the neighbors he saw in the yard just now, and thought about the more than 500 people in the group chat, one head and two big. And Taoyuan Town looks quite big, and it is quite prosperous from the outside. Players are scattered in the city, starting from different places, but why is he divided into poor shantytowns?
why? ? ?
Isn't it a good son of heaven?
For the first time, Chi Yan was suspicious of his luck. He couldn't figure it out. He had no choice but to turn around and walked to the door to check the rules of the game. The rules say "please ask all residents to bring the necessary materials immediately", is it required that they take the materials locally?
He looked around. What could be brought in this broken rental house?
In line with the principle that thieves don't go empty, oh no, it's never a waste. Chi Yan turned out a spring festival explosion snake skin bag from the simple closet and began to stuff things crazy.
Change clothes, instant noodles, mobile phone chargers, flashlights, etc., take everything away if you find it useful.
About a quarter of an hour later, this ruined courtyard in the shantytown finally made a move again. A player carefully opened a door slit and saw Chi Yan wearing a mask and hat, carrying a large snakeskin bag sneaking away, as if to escape.
He was silent for a moment, then looked back at a backpack he had just packed up. After thinking about it, he went back and stuffed it again. Anyway-well prepared.
Chi Xiang was dumbfounded when he went out.
The alley that only allows one person to pass leads to two squares, a blue square on the left, consumes 3, and a red square on the right, consumes 5. Randomly send or kill, choose one of two, Chi Yan's existing number of cells: 10.
Cried.
The emperors are all fake.
He couldn't help but took out his phone and opened the group chat section. A anonymous user code-named Koala sent a dozen messages @His unknown teammate.
[Anonymous] Koala: @跟班小弟, are you there?
[Anonymous] Koala: @跟班小弟, are you there?
[Anonymous] Koala: @跟班小弟, are you there?
...
[Anonymous] Koala: Please reply when you receive it.
Loved ones!
I am here!
The screen switched back to Yongye City, and when Chi Yan tried to find a way to confront Peng Mingfan and Qian Wei with the secret code, Leng Miao, who came out of area a, also moved to the game hall.
But he stopped halfway and stopped again, turned his direction to the big post office in the central area, and sent a letter to Rong Yi. Tell him that he temporarily went to the copy without having to find it.
Rongyi is still discussing Zheng Yingying with Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, and of course, Lin Yandong.
Jin Cheng drank his freshly brewed coffee and showed his meditation. Tang Cuo had a black face, and his face was full of displeasure that had been disturbed by sleep.
Rong Yi was able to sit down, and he was as calm as a rock.
"According to this momentum, the birth of all the twelve movements is a recent matter." Jin Cheng finally concluded, "No, maybe it has all come out, but we don't know yet."
Tang Cuo said nothing, and Rong Yi frowned.
Jin Cheng continued: "Lilith and Yu Yiyi and Ji Ning are in the copy, Zheng Yingying and Jiang He are also in the copy, and even Chi Yan and Wen Xiaoming. In the copy, it means that there is the possibility of getting the movement. Sex. The customs clearance time for a copy varies from a few hours to a few days. It may take a long time or even a few months. We can’t wait and die.

Rong Yi: "What do you mean?"
Jin Cheng: "There is a piece of music in the g area. The last time we took Leng Miao in the past, it was partly because of it. But then I ran into a copy of "The World" and hurried away. Finally, I couldn't get the exact news from Xiao Tong. . Now, you get it."
Rong Yi: "Why don't you go by yourself?"
Jin Cheng shrugged, "Because there is no time."
This reason is really strong. Rong Yi looked at Tang Cuo helplessly, hoping he would say something, but the brother closed his eyes directly and collapsed on the sofa, his body full of resistance.
Rong Yi knew that they must be busy with the serial copy. This was revealed to him by K, but he couldn't say it because Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo hadn't talked to him carefully.
"You really don't worry that I finally took the movement and parted ways with you?" Rong Yi asked.
Jin Cheng shook his head, fed Tang Cuo a chocolate bean, and looked at Rong Yi said: "You are not rigorous, we have never been together. If you want to join, it is better to use the No. 2 movement as a knocking brick. , I can accept this gift gracefully."
Rong Yi: "I can't hand it to you yet."
Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows: "I'll be there in the future?"
Rong Yi paused, answering the question: "Do you know what kind of person was the leader of the Tushen Squad?"
"Appreciate further details."
"In the story I saw, his name was Yan Yun, number A 00109. He was a person with a very charming personality like you."
Tang Cuo opened his eyes, and he seemed to hear someone praise his boyfriend in front of him.
Jin Cheng did not notice that his mind was all in one word, "A?"
Rong Yi nodded, "It should be a numbering system before the English alphabet. His age is much earlier than that of Lin Yandong. It is not surprising that other numbers are used."
Jin Cheng said nothing more than a "continue" gesture.
Rong Yi: "What I want to tell you is a story that Tu Qiong saw. The dagger is the nameless blade, that is Yan Yun's weapon. He got the golden movement, saw the god, and tried to hide the dagger. In a book, in the name of offering a book, I want to kill him."
After hearing this, Tangcuo was completely spirited, "Book? What book?"
Rong Yi: "A fairy tale."
In "Sicilian Fairy Tales", Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng popped up the book's name almost simultaneously. If there is any fairy tale in Yongye City that is enough, it is this one.
But both of them were quiet, Jin Cheng even asked: "Why would he offer a book to God? Is there anything special about this book?"
"I don't know, because I only saw the result, not the cause." Rong Yi said.
"Then why did you mention this to us?"
"My focus is not that book, but Yan Yun. The original intention of the Tushen Squad is to kill God, destroy the Yongye City, and terminate everything. But in the end, he changed his original intention-he didn’t just want to kill Grim Reaper, he also wants to replace God. Tu Qiong saw that not only his killing intentions, but also his ambition."
Hearing this, Jin Cheng's mouth showed a hint of playfulness, and then he received tentative glances from Rong Yi. He asked, "How about you? You have worked hard to compete for the movement and established the East Cross Street security zone. Is your purpose the former? Or the latter?"