Chapter 139: Earth Wasteland (12)
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Thriller Paradise
- San Tian Liang Jiao
- 1935 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:36:52
Chapter 139 Earth Wasteland (12)
"Yes." Feng did not answer.
The man nodded and said, "Well, it’s okay, go to the filter channel." He said this, and he greeted the four people around him with equipment to carry out fuel replenishment and maintenance of the cabin.
Hank left the platform with the seal and the shadow of the sword. They did not take the lift, but went down the stairs next to it, and the lift was dedicated to the supply team.
When walking on the stairs, the madman sword finally couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it strange?" He said, "You just verbally said that if you didn't pick up something, he believed." He immediately turned his face to Hank: "Don't you have to accept anything to check? Look for private items."
Hank replied in amazement: "Private? What are you talking about... Who is going to do this? Once it is discovered, it is a crime of death!" He paused: "What good is the private possession?"
The maddening sword shadow was overwhelmed by the reaction of the other party.
Feng did not smile and said: "Don't talk to the slaves about private property. For them, even money doesn't make much sense. The only thing that has private value is food, but in the case of being hungry, in order to Taking a few mouthfuls and taking risks is not worth it."
"Slaves..." Hank read: "What does that mean? And... private ownership?"
I shrugged my shoulders: "You still don't know something about it, Hank."
The three men walked down the road and went to the bottom floor and turned into a passage. This passage looks very unreliable, because the walls of the passage are not all metal, but the rock and the bracket are mixed together. The lighting on the top of the head is also very simple. Overall, this passage is like a very poor safety factor. The mine hole is not surprising even if it suddenly collapses.
After about three hundred meters, they came to a place like a sentry. It was a hexagonal metal checkpoint and had an external window. It was like a toll station on the highway, but in a different shape.
They stopped at the window, and the staff sitting inside said in a formulaic tone: "number, name, time away from the village."
"The Scavengers, number twenty-four. Hank, Javey, Joey." Hank replied, "I am leaving the village this morning."
The other person looked at the documents at hand and looked up at the three people in front of him: "Loss two people?"
"Yes." Feng did not feel back.
"I'm sorry." The man responded and said: "The locker room key is not lost?"
"No." Hank replied. The scavenger team will usually leave the locker room key in the sand fish cabin, and no team members will take it out.
The man looked up and looked at the time (the time of Shenyou Village divided the day into ten time periods, with their corresponding special timepieces), and then wrote a few strokes on the document and said: "Go in, please ensure the locker room. Clean and tidy, keep the body still when accepting 'filtering', so as not to cause injury accidents." He said that he was a little absent-minded when he said this. It is estimated that these sentences are prescribed terms, and he spoke quickly.
The three people continued to move forward. There was another passage in front. All of them were made of metal. The road was not long, about 100 meters, and the surrounding area gradually became more spacious. The door at the end was more than five meters high. The area behind the gate was very Like the platform of the railway station, the area is at least as large as an acre, fan-shaped, with a height of seven or eight meters. There are many metal pillars standing on it, each with a number on it.
Under the leadership of Hank, the seal and the shadow of the sword passed through this area. On the opposite side of the fan-shaped hall, that is, the "arc", there are numerous metal doors, about one meter and nine meters high. One meter wide, these doors are closed, and the inside is naturally the locker room.
Hank opened the door with the key, and they walked into one of them. The inside was unexpectedly narrow. There were five separate compartments like telephone booths. These compartments should be used to "filter" the scavengers. s installation.
Hank explained: "Sit after you go in and wait for a while."
Unconsciously nodded, and made a look to his teammates. The maddening sword shadow is now a reaction of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. The killing game has become a feeling of survival for the team. He is speechless. Anyway, what the mad brother said, he will do it... in a sense It is said that the remaining doomsday strikes are no different from the dead, so the madness of the sword is now an indifferent state of mind.
He thought that before the seal, I said, "We are a little more serious, let these two goods be done, let them see what is the strength" means to kill and kill the ghosts and gods. Take a high score and let them know that the real master can win even. I never imagined that the words "serious", "strength" and "doing" in the mad brother's mouth are completely another concept.
There is a saying that the war is not to fight, but the practice of sealing the people is to kill people without fighting. It’s clear that the madman’s swordsmanship is now, and the mad brother is not the man who
smiles and looks at the thousands of troops and breaks the rules and determines the cause and effect
. For a non-martial type player, the battle itself is the most Bad strategy, worst plan. It is the embodiment of its strength to achieve its goal without risk.
If it weren't for the seal, the madman sword did not expect to win a killing game like this. He couldn't help but be grateful and fearful. I remembered the previous heads-up. In case he and the seal didn't meet at the beginning, or it was a 2v2, 3v3 team battle, then he was probably with the corpse. People are the same end, even if they can play again, it is useless.
In the course of this script, the maddening swordsman felt more and more, and the value of this person was extraordinary. In other games, the evaluation of the star-rated players basically depends on the combat ability, but in the thriller park, the players who can not feel such a benefit may even exceed the top ten of the combat rankings. Player.
Unfortunately, it seems impossible to invite the seal to join the rivers and lakes. Although the madman sword is not as good as their leader [laughing to ask the sky], then he will look at people, but his intuition is very accurate. He knows very well that in the world of games, people like the uncle will not be subordinated. of. Even if he is a member of others for a while, it will not last long.
This kind of player is pursuing a kind of freedom, freedom, and fun. The most unbearable thing is to be sent, and of course they don't like to force others to do things. Madman Sword Shadow is actually such a person. [Laughing to ask Heaven] and [No Knife] are his real buddies, and the three of them are the founders of Jianghu Studio, so he can wait. If he wants to go to another studio to work, he will not go if he is treated well. He is willing to go it alone. This is why, in the beginning, the order of the sword and the three men’s digging and the merger plan for the rivers and lakes were not successful.
For those who are not aware of this type of game, the madness of the sword is still quite appreciated, a little bit sympathetic. Although the invitation is hopeless, it is still possible to consider and cooperate. The badge of "Hell Frontline", Jian Shao has also been remembered, no matter what the size of this club, anyway, there are players like crazy brothers, it is absolutely impossible to be the kind of silly x and war gathering organization, even if not good Also, try to avoid any conflicts.
In short, as far as the concept is concerned, it is best not to be such an enemy as an enemy if conditions permit.
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The three men walked into a compartment, and there was only one seat in the compartment. When they were seated, the next thing would be very bad.
The chair that was not seated gradually sank, and after reaching the plane under the floor, it began to move forward slowly.
He feels like he is sitting on the conveyor belt of the car wash. Although the front is black, the body can feel the erosion of water and air.
It is not so much to sterilize people, it is better to use people as hangers to clean up protective clothing.
Fortunately, this process is not long, it is not painful. In less than a minute, the "filtering" is over. A metal plate in front of it rises automatically, and the light illuminates the road ahead. It is a "dressing room" in the true sense.
The seal didn't get up and went out, and the metal plate behind him fell again. At this time, the room in which it is located is about 20 square meters. There is a row of lockers on the wall. There is a bench fixed on the floor in the middle of the room. The walls are also made of metal. The light cast on the ceiling is still sufficient. .
Hank and Madman Swordsman came here almost at the same time. Hank said: "There are clothes in the locker that can be changed. After the protective suit is taken off, it is placed inside." He doesn't know, the two players are unable to do it. Change clothes in the script. They can wear protective clothing because protective clothing is defined as a functional plot item and is placed outside the garment. When wearing protective clothing, the player's own clothing has not changed. But the clothes in these cabinets could not be replaced.
I didn’t say anything, just stepped forward and opened one of the five cabinets. As expected, these cabinets were not locked. And then he found that everyone's clothes are a style.
The madman sword also opened a cupboard and got the clothes and said: "I found the 'clothing' in the script for the first time." He smiled: "If it is still inside, take these two sets out." It must be regarded as a godly existence."
"Well... unfortunately it is not a beta now." Feng did not know: "This kind of clothing that is not very good-looking, even if it comes out of the script, it is estimated that it will not sell much."
He is right, the standard costumes of the villagers of Shenyou Village are minimalist in design, long-sleeved tops with trousers, the colors are gray-brown, there are no patterns or patterns on the clothes, and the position and style of the pockets are also in the middle of the law. The collar is an ordinary round neck.
"What should we do? We can't adjust the things in the costume bar in the script."
Feng Shui replied in a natural tone: "Continue to wear protective clothing."
Hank heard a word and said: "But in the residential area, we are all wearing..."
Unexpectedly, he waved his hand and interrupted Hank: "I have my own plans, you can change your clothes yourself." (To be continued.)