Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 100 99 "Don't be a coward!"

The icy blue liquid in the sink seemed to give people a bone-chilling feeling, but Zhang Guangmu, who was in it, only felt very warm.

The gentle female voice that rang in my ears just now did not come from any human beings, but a pre-set program.

The only problem is...

A bright red liquid gradually flowed from the tubes connected to the limbs and the spine.

These liquids have strong irritating ingredients, giving Zhang Guangmu the feeling that he is pouring pepper water into his body.

"..."

Zhang Guangmu gritted his teeth and remained silent.

According to his original temperament, he must be thinking of saying directly, "Fuck, it hurts".

It can be seen from the temporarily implanted false memory that the world background of this movie...

It's really too heavy.

So Zhang Guangmu chose another way of expressing his emotions.

This is the professional ethics of professional subconscious actors!

"call……"

Zhang Guangmu felt that every bundle of muscle fibers and every nerve in his body was fighting vigorously, trying to squeeze the strange bright red liquid out of his body.

pain!
Severe pain came from the limbs, like a file slowly pulling at the nerve endings, constantly eroding Zhang Guangmu's sanity.

The quadriceps of the thigh, the calf, and the muscles on both arms contracted and relaxed continuously as if they were being shocked by an electric shock, completely disobedient, as if they each had their own thoughts.

Even he, who has been battling genetic diseases all year round, still feels uncomfortable.

Zhang Guangmu wanted to hold his breath at first, but he soon discovered that he seemed to be able to breathe freely in the ice-blue liquid.

The composition of these liquids is unknown, and after being inhaled into the trachea and lungs, it will not suffocate people, but can provide the body with the oxygen needed for normal work.

Zhang Guangmu quickly adapted to the new environment, and quickly reviewed the content of "Armor Age: Cold Light" in his mind.

An overhead different world, Blue Star.

Invasion of monsters, the struggle of Blue Star humans, the birth of life alloy cold light, the formation of superimposed armor, the protagonist Ye Jie...

Combined with the false memories implanted in his mind, Zhang Guangmu quickly found a sense of substitution.

The role I play is a member of the reserve armored division.

So far, he has passed almost all the tests in the training camp.

Zhang Guangmu was about to observe his surroundings, but found that another self suddenly started to speak in his mind.

[If you want to become a qualified armorer, you must pass this last level...]

[I will successfully integrate "Cold Light"! 】

[Only after passing this level, can I truly obtain a set of armor that truly suits me and become a hero on the battlefield! 】

[Behind is the cliff, there is no way to retreat! 】

[I, Zhang Guangmu, must become an ace armorer, and then...]

[Kill those monsters! 】

One thing to say, Zhang Guangmu feels that among the script prompts he has encountered so far, this is the one that best fits his own ideas.

but……

Even if there is no reminder from the field control team, Zhang Guangmu will definitely persevere until the end.

After all, as long as he gives up here, he will be completely defeated at the starting line in this movie, completely wasting a good starting point.

Zhang Guangmu didn't want to keep paddling with soy sauce until the end!
This year's Seven Sons also pay attention to their cards!
Who wants to hang on when they can soar into the sky from the very beginning?
Come on!

adhere to!

It's just a pain, just bear with it...

Even if you can't get used to it!That has to be carried!

Boil it and you're done!
Zhang Guangmu feels that in terms of endurance, he is no worse than anyone else.

The dull screams coming from the ice-blue liquid, one after another, can be heard endlessly, making people feel chills when they hear it.

"Ahhh! It hurts so much!"

"I abstain! I am no longer an armored division!"

"Help! I feel like I'm dying!"

Zhang Guangmu looked around, and found that there were many coffin-like sinks in the pure white room, and screams and cries of pain kept coming from them.

Some of the faces may not be noticed by the audience, but Zhang Guangmu is very familiar with them.

Among the reserve armored divisions who chose to give up at the first time, some of them were obviously the group of youngsters who were tested in the water prison in "Flame Wolf Fort".

To be honest, Zhang Guangmu wanted to laugh when he saw these people.

Fortunately, he has been professionally trained.

[Acting 3] It can make him calm down, even if he is about to laugh like crazy in his heart, he still has that indifferent look on his face.

The faces of the other young people at the scene were quite unfamiliar.

Zhang Guangmu noticed that once this group of people made a sound and chose to give up, they would be immediately rescued from the "coffin" and put on a stretcher.

one, two, three...

Five, ten, twenty...

People keep giving up.

Zhang Guangmu made a little calculation, and found that those who could finally pass the test were estimated to be about one-tenth, which was much less than what the director wrote in the script.

I don't know how long it took, but the limbs that seemed to have their own thoughts gradually stopped twitching.

But this is not the end.

The molten body, which looks like hot magma, is gradually poured into the spinal cord along the catheter.

More severe pain suddenly struck!

"call……"

Zhang Guangmu soaked in the nutrient solution, exhaled a string of water bubbles, and distracted the audience with the help of the sand sculpture audience's speech, and at the same time, with the help of [Acting Skill 3], he managed to maintain a superficial calm.

Compared with the pain of genetic disease attack, the pain is comparable.

But I can bear it.

Most of the little white dumplings floating in the air hovered around Zhang Guangmu, chattering and chirping.

"Armor? Is it a sci-fi genre? I don't really like this subject, I'm here for the Seven Sons."

"I don't care. The main reason is that I've watched too many movies without extraordinary power recently. I'm a bit tired of aesthetics. It's not bad to use armor pieces as a substitute."

"Come on Mu Zai! You are the best!"

"Zhang Guangmu is not worthy of attention, right? After all, this man is almost a specialist in fighting beatings, and his ability to endure pain is excellent. He will definitely survive this test."

"That's not necessarily the case! Look at the colors on these coffins. Everyone is different. There should be special settings, right?"

"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. Everyone should have a different pain index."

"Wang Shangqing is so fierce! He has been staring at Zhang Guangmu!"

"Damn it? Really! Has the hatred and obsession for being robbed of the Seven Son Stars been engraved into the subconscious mind?"

"The hatred for you, even in another world, I will never forget it! ——Ah Qing's subconscious is still so malleable!"

"I feel that this drama is quite interesting from the beginning. I think it would be fun if the two failed the test."

Listening to the audience's conversation, Zhang Guangmu noticed...

Wang Shangqing was silently watching himself in the "coffin" not far away.

Being able to compete for the seven stars with four movies and almost tie the historical record, Wang Shangqing does have two brushes.

At this moment, his delicate face was full of ferocity, as if he was tormented by the pain to the point of losing his mind.

But Wang Shangqing still stared at Zhang Guangmu, the corners of his mouth were even slightly turned up, and his eyes were sharp. Anyone who looked at him knew that he was a competitive guy.

"Hey! Zhang Guangmu!"

Wang Shangqing's voice was a little hoarse: "If you really can't hold on anymore, just give up!"

"Stop pretending! I know you're dying of pain right now!"

"Your rejection reaction is stronger than mine, and you are the highest among this group of people!"

"What are you insisting on? Persevering won't make any sense!"

"Leave the blending chamber!"

This is by no means arrogant exhortation.

He really wanted Zhang Guangmu to get out of here!

It's really annoying to see this person!
While talking, Wang Shangqing let out a weird laugh like a night owl, and kept talking trash, as if he wanted to vent his emotions and divert his attention: "Why do you have to go to the battlefield for a softie like you?"

"Go and do the logistics honestly!"

"That's the right position for you!"

In fact, at this point, Wang Shangqing had already realized that not only could his own words not have the effect he wanted, but it might stimulate Zhang Guangmu's self-esteem, making him grit his teeth and persevere.

but……

Wang Shangqing couldn't help but want to say these words.

Do not spit too fast!

If you don't say it, you will be unhappy!

This is knowingly committing a crime.

After all, the pain he is enduring now is second only to Zhang Guangmu among the crowd. Being able to maintain a clear mind and organize logically normal words is already quite powerful.

Take a look at other reserve armored divisions of the same period!

Those guys either gave up on the spot in pain, or the pain was so painful that they couldn't even make a sound.

You know, the pain endured by that group of people is less than half of that of Wang Shangqing and Zhang Guangmu!

"..."

Zhang Guangmu was not surprised by Wang Shangqing's speech.

This person is at odds with me in the real world. When the production team compiled the virtual memory and set the background of the characters, they also took advantage of the situation and pushed the boat along the way, so that their scores in the [Armor Division Training Camp] ranked first. Pressing down on Wang Shangqing.

With Wang Shangqing's arrogance and conceit, how could he bear the grievance of "the second child of ten thousand years"?

He wants to defeat Zhang Guangmu!

No matter what field you are in, you can win!

Wang Shangqing overcame the pain with his strong desire and obsession to win, and even...

As long as he thought that Zhang Guangmu was enduring the same pain as himself, he began to gradually enjoy the current situation.

"Boring victorious."

Zhang Guangmu glanced at Wang Shangqing indifferently: "If you want to compete with me, why don't you go to the battlefield and kill a few more monsters."

No matter how painful it is, I have to brace myself!

Just pretend and you're done!

Hearing this and seeing his calm and calm expression, the slightly ferocious smile on Wang Shangqing's face, who had been tormented by the severe pain to the point of confusion, suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly felt a little upset.

Bang!
Wang Shangqing slapped the transparent "coffin" and stared at Zhang Guangmu fiercely: "No.1, you said that!"

"Don't be a coward!"

"If you become a deserter, I will look down on you for the rest of my life!"

Every time he saw Zhang Guangmu's calm look, he became very angry.

Wang Shangqing was not particularly clear about where this anger came from.

Anyway, he didn't admit that he hated Zhang Guangmu because of his training camp results.

Wang Shangqing only felt that some people were born to be opposites, born with incompatibility.

To be honest, the first time he saw Zhang Guangmu, he wanted to strangle him to death on the spot.

You can't strangle it to death, you can cut it to death with a knife!

Or burn to death!
Electrocuted!

Hang with a rope!
As long as Zhang Guangmu can die quickly, no matter what the method of death is, whether it is miserable or peaceful, it doesn't matter, Wang Shangqing will feel happy!

but……

Wang Shangqing had to admit that, just as Zhang Guangmu said, now is the age of war, and human beings cannot withstand internal friction.

Every armored division is a precious force in the human camp!

Before the survival of human beings, personal likes and dislikes are not worth mentioning.

So……

Just compete on the battlefield!
Who wins and who loses is determined by the number of monsters killed!

Competing with dignity, Wang Shangqing doesn't think he is inferior to anyone else!
Clear and clear!

Wang Shangqing grinned and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a crackling sound.

Bang!
"Die! You guys, die to me!"

(End of this chapter)