Game of Destiny: This player is different

Just like singles open the 3D zone at a fixed time every day,

hesitating between the five top stars of Laura, Tifa, 2B, Dead or Alive, and Overwatch,

or changing their taste,

choosing the candidates for tonight's bed from young actresses such as Resident Evil, Mass Effect, The Witcher, Samus, BioShock, Harley Quinn, Street Fighter, and League of Legends.

The sun rises and sets in the barrier, and the day and night alternate, and finally enter the night.

The sky above is as dark as ink, and the surroundings are silent, completely without the noisy atmosphere of the day.

Four players stayed in the broken house, quietly watching this small village.

From time to time, a cold wind blew through the air, sweeping up a few fallen leaves,

disappearing in the endless darkness in the sound of dogs and cats barking and meowing echoing in the deep alley.

"Loneliness is a person's carnival, and carnival is a group of people's loneliness."

Qin Nuo put his left hand behind his back and pressed his heart with his right hand.

With a standard recitation posture of looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, he said slowly and in a low voice:

"A long road, a lonely you,

This is the sound of midnight, and here are the people who understand you the most.

The paid hotline beeps-beeps-beeps."

"..."

Sad Arrow rolled his eyes: "Brother Qin, although you are trying to ease the atmosphere, there is no need to read the old advertising slogan again.

I feel that the dead memory is attacking me for no reason."

"Hehe, the essence of human beings is a repeater."

Qin Nuo turned around and leaned against the wall, saying casually: "Most people in society are hooligans, following the crowd and being empty and ignorant.

Great men, idols, and leaders are their Shuang Ge,

The hooligans keep repeating Shuang Ge Brother's quotes, high-quality repeaters become elites, and low-quality repeaters become cattle and horses.

Of course, not everyone is a repeater, otherwise civilization will not progress and culture will not develop.

There are always people who can find their own ideas from boring repeating, and then spread and publicize them to become the new Shuang Ge.

The more Shuang Ge there are, the more complex the culture will be, and the more Shuang fans there are, the more prosperous the culture will be.

The above comes from Mimi's theory, not my personal nonsense. "

"Mimi?"

Shangshang Yijian squinted his eyes and said in a strange tone: "It's the abbreviation of meme theory, meme.

But even if you bring up Richard Dawkins, I always feel that you are secretly mocking someone. "

"Vulgar~ Three hundred poems, I am consistent, and my thoughts are innocent. "

Qin Nuo snorted coldly, his face showed cold contempt and a bit of indifference.

Ignoring the confused Brother Jian, he turned to look at Hanlin Zimo.

I found the latter squatting on the ground struggling with a piece of compressed biscuit.

Even if the high-calorie food as big as a brick was broken into pieces, it still tasted bad.

It made a crunching sound when chewed in the mouth, and those who didn't know would think it was eating stones.

After finally digesting a small piece,

Hanlin Zimo rubbed his slightly sour cheeks and said helplessly: "Every time I carry out a script mission, it is a torture to my stomach. I have to eat a good meal to make up for it when I go back."

As he said, he looked up at Sad Arrow: "Comrade Arrow, I will treat you to barbecue after the mission is over, right?

A new Xiaodong Bai barbecue restaurant has opened in Dongcheng. It's 45 yuan per pound. You can order whatever you want. It's very cost-effective."

"Okay, get a few dozen boxes of beer and drink to your heart's content." Sad Arrow forgot his dissatisfaction just now and immediately agreed.

Others drink by the bottle, but you directly by the box. It can only be said that you are worthy of being a player.

Qin Nuo didn't interrupt, and a trace of imperceptible weirdness flashed in his eyes.

Eat barbecue?

It sounds familiar.

Just as Hanlin Zimo and Sad Arrow were chatting,

Xinghua Weiyu, who was on guard, suddenly said, "Something's going on."

The next second,

the relaxed atmosphere in the room suddenly disappeared, and everyone looked out the door.

In the direction of the village,

a big red sedan suddenly came into view without any sign.

At the same time,

the sound of gongs and drums drifted into the ears, and the tune was miserable and sad.

A team walked out slowly from the village path,

the leader carried two big flags and swayed left and right, as if leading the way.

On the right pole, it was written [Golden boy pulls the flag to lead the way], and below it was written [Jade girl carries a lantern to send to the west].

On the left pole, it was written [Move to a new house on an auspicious day], and below it was written [A place where winds and qi gather is a treasure land].

The horizontal banner was also [Riding a crane to the west].

White paper lanterns emit a green halo, dotted behind the two soul-guiding banners.

The team is so crowded that it is hard to see clearly.

When they get closer and take a closer look, the pupils of the four players suddenly shrink into a flash.

They are not people at all, but a group of black shadows with only human outlines and no specific features.

By height, body shape, and hair, they can barely identify men, women, old and young.

"They are carrying a coffin!"

Xinghua Weiyu's face was tense, and she was the only one on her side.The voice that could be heard was hurried.

In the middle of the team, several small-sized wooden coffins were carried forward by human figures.

It was very similar to the coffins carried by the paper figurines in the previous funeral procession.

Hanlin Zimo and Sad Arrow's faces became ugly one after another. They had experienced many missions but had never seen such a strange scene.

It is not yet certain whether the human figure is a ghost, but it is certain that it is not a human.

The key number is still a lot, and a rough estimate is at least hundreds.

If a conflict breaks out, are the four people on my side too few?

Just when the three players became nervous because of the funeral procession,

Qin Nuo next to him couldn't help but take a breath and said in surprise: "Oh, is this the legendary black man carrying the coffin?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh in amazement and began to look for something in his backpack.

Sad Arrow, who was standing next to Qin Nuo, was originally in a state of panic and fear. Being interrupted like this, he subconsciously complained:

"Hey, black people carrying coffins and black ghosts carrying coffins are completely different!

Besides, why did you take out the point-and-shoot camera? Have you forgotten that modern tools cannot be used in the script world?"

"It's just that yours can't be used."

Qin Nuo calmly put away the camera, then took out a screwdriver, held his breath and activated the [Wasteland Hacker] skill.

As a result, the old second-hand camera was completely turned into a pile of waste.

"It really failed. It's a pity that I wasted ten dollars."

He frowned and put away the debris, with a matter-of-fact look on his face.

Knowing that it failed, why did you pretend to be confident just now?

Sad Arrow felt that his balls were in pain and his ass was tight, and his complaints were ready to come out.

The originally nervous and uneasy mood in the house was stirred up like this, and it was no longer nervous.

Xinghua Weiyu slightly side-eyed, looking at Qin Nuo thoughtfully.

I thought this guy did it on purpose to prevent everyone from being affected by emotions and making unwise moves.

High-level players are really not easy to deal with.

After calming down, everyone looked out the door again.

The funeral procession was still moving in an orderly manner.

Those who cried, scattered paper money, and carried the coffin had clear division of labor and were orderly.

Amid the sound of mourning music, a large number of people gradually approached the direction of the big red sedan chair.

The two sides were about to meet.