We Are Gamers

The smarter you are, the harder it is to realize that for the Mad Hatter, the survival of the player is not important. He took away the arms, and these two arms belong to him. This is the biggest thinking trap.

"You didn't escape, didn't you know?"

The Mad Hatter asked strangely: "Still know?"

"of course I know."

The cat asked again: "Are you wondering why everything is safe and sound now that you know?"

"Yeah, I'm curious..."

The Mad Hatter moved the five fingers of his hands: "You should have turned into ashes."

"so close."

If cats can move their fingers again, it must be a fingertip galaxy.

"You mean luck?"

The Mad Hatter was a little impatient, he didn't think there was anything missing in his plan, even luck was included.

"It's not luck, it's cats . . . impatient."

Bai Ge's answer was very joking, like it was true, but also like it was fake: "Instead of waiting in the dark, it's better to just kill you instantly. That's what I thought, and I just did it. It's very pleasant."

The white cat grinned, whether it was actually the case, no one knew, except Bai Ge himself.

"Such absurd reason...you don't have a chance to say it a second time."

The hands of the Mad Hatter clenched slowly, and the thick muscles tore apart the raincoat.

"You won't have the chance to hear such absurd reason a second time."

The cat lowered its forelegs and body slightly again, its muscles tensed and ready to go.

The two players are at loggerheads.

Both sides have experienced temptations and calculations that no one else knows about.

Since there is no other effect, the only choice is to end it with a frontal fight.

Just like the appearance of these two players at this time, there are inhuman souls hidden under the inhuman appearance.

The killing intent released awakened the chill of the air, the cold frost-like airflow caressed the cheeks, and the smell of fireworks blew in the air, a little hot flames and high-temperature air intertwined with this cold chill.

This feeling is quite strange, as if walking in the icy canyon with a torch, the huge falling ice cone brushed against the cheek, leaving no wound, but the burst of phantom pain seemed to really stab the skin.

The March Rabbit sensed the change in breath, and slowly opened the umbrella. The atmosphere was saturated with water vapor, and heavy rain was brewing, like a basin about to fall.

Rain gives Raincoat Demon a power buff, and she needs rain to function.

Luo Shenfu is equally keen, she covers her face with her sleeves, a little ice-colored airflow slowly swirls around her, and may release a icy blizzard at any time.

She didn't intend to really win the competition, but when she came to the finals, she also had a little idea, and now she is determined to help the white cat.

Que Bunanfei pondered for a few seconds, and still pointed the blade at the duo of Mad Hatter and March Hare. The jet-black Shura was slashed with ink-stained sword energy, white and black intertwined. He silently held down the quick-fire gun on his back .

The Mad Hatter and the March Hare are more threatening, and Flying Sparrow is more willing to count the previous humiliation with the March Hare.

This is three against two.

"The opponent has the numerical advantage, Mad Hatter?"

March Rabbit asked without the slightest nervousness. She held up her umbrella, and the rain poured down all over the sky.

"Killing one is equal..."

The Mad Hatter's answer was crisp: "Simple arithmetic, isn't it?"

He sneered, raised his eyes in the rain, those eyes were like burning fire, and it was Bai Ge who questioned.

The white cat looked at him with a touch of pleasure on his face.

...It wasn't anger that was suppressed before, but enjoyment?Enjoy failure, or enjoy killing?

...what a crazy guy, somewhat like me.

...but I don't like looking in the mirror.

The players confront each other for a while, and then... the rain splashes, the blade shines, the icy lotus blooms, and the cute cat wags its tail.

……

The chaotic battle was right in front of us, the roaring sound continued, and the flowing rain fell on the cheeks.

The stewed duck woke up, raised his eyes from the wet grass, and looked at the scene in front of him. The heavy rain made him almost unable to open his eyes. It took more than ten seconds for his chaotic thinking to react. He lay on the ground and swallowed silently. After spitting, his heartbeat began to speed up... His chance came again!

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Opportunity is at hand.

Take hold or give up?

Braised duck faced such a difficult choice.

He clearly knew that he was no match for any player a hundred meters ahead.

But if it was a sneak attack, he thinks there is still a chance...

But here comes the question, who should the sneak attack be?

There are five players in front, once the sneak attack is successful, wouldn't the rest of the players be sure to die the moment they realize themselves?

Then just wait until the end, praying mantis catching cicada?

But just now, the saber air flew past the tip of his nose, and he was almost scared to pee.

Braised Duck couldn't make this difficult choice, so he just lay there and didn't move.

He could only swallow the bitter tears of being a rookie, and silently stared at the wonderful and dangerous battle in front of him.

The fight between non-human beings is more like a fight like a beast.

The battle between humans and humans is complex.

There are psychological warfare, team warfare, trap warfare, guard warfare, and annihilation warfare.

Even in a samurai-style one-on-one matchup, there are still many variables.

Mood, means, strength, state, and so on.

But when one or both sides of the battle become non-human, the combat experience will change again until it is completely different.

One of them is called a giant boss fight.

In order to highlight the gap between strengths, players may face giants with a height of tens of meters, demons from lava hell, radiant angels, or even demon gods who have come to destroy the world.

Players who are familiar with all kinds of large-scale action stand-alone games must be very clear. In the past games, there were few huge boss battles. Until a game called "God of War" was born, it was almost full of food. The form of the game completely feeds the player's brain supplement for the giant shocking boss battle... The various operations of qte killing the large boss are still regarded as classics.

Therefore, in the fourth generation of God of War, when Kui Ye successfully slays the dragon, that is the return of the real God of War.

But even so, the design of the giant boss battle is still the most difficult point, just like the white ape in the "Single Dog" game, and even the God of War series, which cannot get rid of the shackles called "turn-based".

Defense, counterattack, and onslaught are not done in one go, there is a certain sense of rupture, as if it is a turn-based game, read and judge the boss' moves in advance, look for gaps or use props to make him fall into a rigid state, then reduce the blood volume and execute.

All kinds of giant boss battles follow the same routine and process.

The cautious and careful process also proved the unequal strength of the two sides.

Assuming that the strengths are equal, will the same situation still happen?

the answer is negative.

Just like the scene in front of you, the young man with the arms of evil ghosts and demons, and the huge cat and demon, spare no effort to fight each other, which is only shocking and creepy.

Even if the body size is not proportional, there is no one bit of caution, there is no back and forth, every round of fierce attack, there is no gap for breathing, there is no long breath, there is only blood flying, and the wound is constantly cracking.

So it's not exciting.

But very barbaric.

The other players looked at this scene, and even their minds were a little dull.

"madman……"

Que Bunan flew to the right and took a few steps, he absolutely did not want to be involved in this chaos.

"They, won't it hurt?"

Looking at this scene, Luo Shenfu frowned slightly, as if the two of them didn't cherish this body, and the pain was ignored.

"Pain, what is it, I have long been used to it."

The March Rabbit withdrew her gaze, and she raised her hand to press her barren chest: "This body is not our own, but a tool, just a prop, to use an inappropriate metaphor...they are pilots driving mechas." It doesn’t matter how damaged the machine is, as long as you beat your opponent, you’ve already made it to the finals, who would spare your life?”

Luo Shenfu said: "The truth is true, but who can do it and look at their own flesh and blood, and look at their own muscles and bones without moving... Can you do it yourself?"

"If you can't do it, you will die."

The March Hare raised the corners of his lips: "If you think that being injured and bleeding is terrible, and death is terrible, why do you want to be a player? In such a game, you retreat and make up for it, so what about in other games? ?”

She sneered coldly: "Every player is fighting for their lives in the game space. They don't understand such a simple truth. They really treat the game as a game? I really envy your naivety."

"Players are not the only ones, nor are they special. After all, they are just human beings. Therefore, no matter who they are, they will be forced to change sooner or later. If they don't learn to treat themselves more cruelly, they will be eliminated by the game space sooner or later. This is the law of survival of the fittest."

"In the end, the winner survives and the loser dies. If you want to survive, you must keep winning."

The girl's smile is cute and sweet, and her words allude to the cold and cruel reality.

What players face is not reality, but it is more cruel than reality.

The mythical game space will come sooner or later, and there is only one choice for the player. Even if it is covered up with a slightly beautiful vocabulary, the result is still only 'life' and 'death'. Passing the level is survival, and failure is death.

"Compared to you..."

The March Rabbit turned to look at the other side, staring at the dripping blood without blinking: "It is much stronger, it must have a deep understanding of the cruelty of the game space."

"What about you?" Luo Qiuxue asked softly.

"Me?" The March Hare tilted his head.

"Why do you want to become a player?" Luo Qiuxue asked seriously.

Although the player status cannot be given up, there is no obligation to compulsively clear the game. If you want to give up, you can give up at any time. Perhaps the reality is cruel, but it also allows the existence of cowards... It is not difficult to pretend to turn a blind eye and live.

"because……"