Number One Player

Southeastern Hans Country, Free State of Bavaria.

The battlefield at this moment has almost become a paradise of gunpowder and ruins. A faint white mist surrounds everything, but instead creates a strange atmosphere on the entire battlefield.

Run, run, run!

Escape this battlefield!

Escape this **** on earth!

The third class soldier of the Hans Kingdom, Frigaosi, was crawling on the ground and slowly crawled towards the back of the battlefield, with only one thought of running in his head.

A large-yield missile whizzed through the air and flew to the place where the five elements of elves focused. Before the missiles fell, a group of translucent ghosts had already greeted them, blocking the explosive firepower in mid-air, unable to hurt the Five Elements elves in the slightest.

Watching this scene, Frigao Xi shuddered and accelerated the speed of his crawling back.

The translucent ghost smirked and hovered above him, shuttled between the ruined armored main battle tanks, magnifying the bronze mottled rust on the armor surface. So far, Frigaosi has not seen any of the ghosts hurt, and he even suspects that those things are undead.

Luckily, their current obsession with destroying those large armored vehicles ignored the slow crawling Frigosh on the ground, allowing the poor, terrified little soldier to survive.

Looking at the entire battlefield, there are not a few soldiers who are scared and scared. After World War II, the soldiers of the Hansi country have not seen blood for a long time. During the Afghanistan War in 2000, there were 330,000 active duty soldiers. The Hans country of soldiers couldn't make up 7,000 people to cooperate with the US military. As a national army with a nine-to-five work schedule and weekends, and the abolition of universal compulsory military service, it is surprising that a partial defeat can only occur at this moment.

The strategic headquarters was even more busy.

"Report, the special team was wiped out!"

"Report, there are only three fighter jets left, and they have returned and refused to fight again!"

"Report, the battlefield in the northwest has been completely lost!"

One bad news after another made all commanders and staff officers dizzy.

A staff officer with a relatively fragile mind actually cried on the spot:

"This...this should not be the enemy we face..."

"This is a demon that mortals can't fight..."

Major General Ludwig kicked up and kicked the crying staff officer to the ground.

"Shake the military's heart," Major General Ludwig reprimanded with a livid face, "Go away!"

In his glaring eyes, the crying staff officer scrambled away from the strategic command.

The army's communication channels were filled with hysterical cries of Cthulhu, the devil, the end of the world, etc. The soldiers, spiritually polluted by the filthy throne monsters in the mud, almost completely destroyed the communication channels.

Major General Ludwig turned off the noisy contact channel and kicked the table angrily: "What kind of monster is that kind of thing! Why has it never appeared before!"

If you had known before that there were such monsters that forced mental pollution attacks, how could the battle situation be so corrupted!

In fact, this time, the three main forces of the monsters—the undead ghosts floating in the air, the five-element spirits with long-range attacks, and the filthy throne in the mud—all seem to have suddenly appeared, and as soon as they appear It's an overwhelming amount.

"Major General, now we..." His personal staff officer looked at him cautiously, as if he was consulting or asking.

Major General Ludwig gave him a cold look.

He understands what his staff officer will say and not say.

"The battle has reached such a tragic level, is there any other way to go?" He laughed miserably and kicked the table again, "Retreat!"

The staff officer breathed a silent sigh of relief. This kind of tragic war, this kind of violent death, and it was still on the mainland of Hans - he couldn't hold it.

Putting on the military cap on the hanger, Major General Ludwig glanced back at the battlefield one last time. Looking out from the transparent window, the white fog seems to be endless, and the monsters looming in the white fog are so mighty and irresistible.

He silently made a cross and made a silent wish:

"Almighty Lord!"

"Please... please bless Hans Country!"

With his escape, an invisible uproar was spreading rapidly, like a tsunami, and it was about to cause shocks in the whole world.

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8pm China Standard Time.

There was a long queue in front of the 24-hour supermarket checkout counter.

It seems that all the people around broke into the supermarket at this moment, shoulder to shoulder, crowds of people, frantically snapping up all the seemingly useful things: food, towels, Band-aids, ropes, sports equipment, salt...

That kind of irrational, gloomy atmosphere permeated the surging crowd.

Zhang Zhenzhen hesitated for a while at the entrance of the supermarket, and finally decided to squeeze in the crowd to snap up some things.

In the video she finally watched, the monsters showed their extraordinary power:

Forced mental pollution, ignoring physical attacks, missiles were forcibly intercepted in mid-air, and the special team failed to infiltrate and annihilated the entire army. The Hans Kingdom army, which seemed to be incomparably powerful at the beginning, was actually vulnerable in front of such monsters.

As if it was a replica of the Blitzkrieg in history, this time Hans Kingdom became the defeated party, and without even being able to support it for a long time, it retreated in embarrassment under the sun.

After reading it, Zhang Zhenzhen can be said to be in a mess.

The shock this video brought her was almost several times that of the previous one.

Before, although she also knew that there were changes in the world, she always had a kind of confidence: as long as we dispatched the army, wouldn't it be a small case to fight a dozen of these monsters?

But this time the video hit her hard.

You know, if... if even such a powerful army can't resist the monsters, then, does that mean...

All kinds of doomsday rumors passed through my mind, and at the same time, there were also the dark human nature depicted in doomsday movies and doomsday novels.

One day the white fog will spread, if, if she is really forced to face these monsters...

Zhang Zhenzhen thought about it for a long time, and finally grabbed her mobile phone and went downstairs, planning to quickly stock up on some things.

It's just that she didn't expect that her movements are already fast, but there are so many people who move faster than her!

The supermarket is already overcrowded, and there is a feeling of Spring Festival in a trance.

Zhang Zhenzhen was involuntarily squeezed around in the crowd, and even if she grabbed something at random, it was a snap. She groaned helplessly in the depths of her heart:

Too exaggerated...

However, the buying frenzy in China is actually a good order in the world.

In the Bald Eagle Country, large-scale rallies and parades have taken place all over the place. The front door of the White House has been crowded with panicked people. The government had to dispatch the National Guard with explosion-proof shields to maintain order.

Such parades have already erupted many times when the Jiuqu video first appeared. But the shock that came after the video almost sparked one of the biggest demonstrations this year.

Crazy people put forward all kinds of strange demands. Some asked the government to build a shelter, some asked the government to launch a nuclear bomb attack on the monsters, and some firmly believed that the mutation of Hohenschwangau came from the government laboratory, and asked the government to be responsible for it. Some are actually promoting environmental protection, saying that it is the indifference of human beings to environmental protection that created the birth of monsters.

News media all over the country are urgently releasing hot broadcasts about the defeat of the Hans Kingdom and the latest video of Jiuqu. Conspiracy theorists, terrorists, and those who fear the world will not be in chaos are celebrating each other, and countless messy rumors, videos, and articles are quickly produced and posted on the Internet, and then ushered in an explosion of dissemination.

What is even more exaggerated is that all kinds of cults that promote doomsday are rapidly growing and growing in silence. Fanatical believers have even started a riot in Gaul!

Although it is said that riots have become the standard of Gaul in recent years, tonight's riot that has almost spread to the whole of Gaul still looks so terrifying. The Gaul government's combat power could not even suppress the spread of the riots, and the high-pressure water cannons sprayed indiscriminately turned almost the entire city into a water city.

"The Crowd" once pointed out that when an individual is an isolated individual, he has his own distinctive individual characteristics, and when this person is integrated into a group, all his individuality will be overwhelmed by the group, and his mind will immediately become replaced by group thinking. And when a group exists, it has characteristics such as emotionality, non-dissent, and low IQ.

At this moment, there seems to be a mass unconsciousness shrouding the world, and when everyone is in this desperate and crazy environment, they become blind impulse, fanatical credulity, domineering and paranoid.

The whole world is panicking.

The whole world is going crazy!

And in this global sleepless, world-impulsive atmosphere, at 22:30 in the middle of the night, Shang Yinhe finally woke up from a sweet and deep sleep.

He had been lying on the table, his back was sore and his legs numb, and his body was stiff.

At present, Shang Yinhe's biggest impression is: next time, he must lie in bed and enter the game world.

In this case, if you fall asleep, you will always lie on the bed, which is definitely more comfortable than lying on the table.

When he just woke up, his brain seemed to be a little dumbfounded.

He was so hungry that Shang Yinhe stood up with the help of the table, chopped his feet twice to relieve himself, and then walked slowly into the kitchen to make himself a bowl of instant noodles.

By the way, since he needs to eat instant noodles every time he runs out of the game world recently, he bought two large boxes of instant noodles the day before yesterday, with different flavors, enough for him to eat for a long, long time.

There are countless messages lying on the side of the mobile phone screen, and various news apps, Weibo, and C station seem to be pushing hard.

Eating instant noodles, Shang Yinhe casually picked up his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, and entered the hot search interface.

The first one is a topic that seems to be very second, but in the current context, it reveals endless panic, and the number of participants has exceeded 10 million:

#Who can save the world! #

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