Real Apocalypse Game

Looking at the printing year on the banknote, Li Tongchen couldn't help frowning.

what is this?

Wrong banknotes?

Although he has never touched this thing, he has also heard that the value of misprinted banknotes is extremely high, which is cherished by many collectors.

Just why did the developer behind the real doomsday game give him a wrong version of the banknote as a gift?

Staring at the words 2025 on it, Li Tongchen's face sinks like water.

As a god-level figure in the medical field, he also has a certain degree of psychology in his spare time.

When he was playing the game, he had already felt that the person who developed the game was not just for fun, and many game tasks had obvious choices.

Choose someone who can save humanity at all costs.

Many moral tortures in the game point directly at people's hearts.

Li Tongchen himself highly agrees with the many concepts revealed by this developer in the game.

This may be why he will become one of the people who clear the game and get the ingredients of the vaccine.

Because of this, there must be a reason for what the other party does.

This banknote must have a meaning behind it.

Staring at the banknotes in his hand for a few minutes, Li Tongchen took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

It is his old classmate Wang Aihua, who is currently working in the central bank and is a high-level official in coinage.

The phone was dialed quickly, and a gentle and familiar voice sounded:

"Old Li, hahaha, you're good, you old boy, the Lasker Prize winner, the Nobel Prize is coming soon, hero! Hahahaha, you're an old tree with new flowers! You're as busy as a bear. , why do you have time to call me? When are you coming to the capital to congratulate you? No, I have to ask you to invite some old brothers to have a big meal. I tell you, I will not go without drinking Maotai. what."

Hearing Wang Aihua's words, Li Tongchen couldn't help feeling warm.

He and Wang Aihua were high school classmates, both from a small county town. When they were young, they supported each other and took care of each other. Basically, they were the people he trusted the most.

"I know nonsense, what kind of Nobel Prize? You don't mention the eight characters. If you drink Maotai, drink Maotai. I'm still afraid of your two taels?" Li Tongchen pouted and said.

"Hahaha, well, this time I can't use any surgery to get rid of it, don't get drunk!" Wang Aihua teased, and then his voice became solemn, and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter? The sky is getting a knife?"

Nonsense is nonsense, he naturally knows that the old classmate is a super busy person now, and if there is no accident during this time, he will not come to him.

"I have a banknote here, and I want you to help me see if it's the wrong one." Li Tongchen said calmly, "I like to collect it recently. So, I will send it directly to your home?"

Wang Aihua knew that the calmer his old friend was, the more it meant that things were not easy. He didn't ask in detail at the moment, and said, "Don't, send it directly to my office. If you make a fortune, I can follow suit."

"Okay." After Li Tongchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

After thinking for a moment, put the hundred-yuan bill in the envelope, ask the assistant to call for the courier, and watch the thing be bagged and sent away before giving up.

Instead of going back to the office, he took a taxi directly to Huashan Hospital, where he found a friend with whom he had met several times, Vice President Lu Ran.

Both medical elites, he and Lu Ran had only met at a few academic conferences, and it was only an acquaintance.

Among the thirteen people who discovered the stone statue virus vaccine this time, there was Lu Ran.

Although Lu Ran had just made a great contribution at this time, he was still seeing the patient. When he saw Li Tongchen appear, he just nodded slightly, as if he had expected him to come.

Li Tongchen was not in a hurry, and sat beside him waiting for Lu Ran to finish his consultation.

When several nurses and doctors in the consultation room saw Li Tongchen appear, they all looked revered and nervous, but they wanted to chat with him but didn't dare.

Li Tongchen smiled and chatted with everyone, and then took the tea from everyone. He didn't look like an academic leader at all, but an old man next door who was seeing a doctor.

It was already in the afternoon, and the consultation time was over soon, but Lu Ran's expert number was too many people, so it was delayed for a while.

When the patients, doctors and nurses were all out, Li Tongchen gently closed the door, locked it, turned his head and asked Lu Ran:

"Doctor Lu, are you a player?"

Lu Ran clearly understood that Li Tongchen would ask this sentence, nodded and said calmly:

"Yes, we should all be disciples, otherwise we won't get the vaccine ingredients."

Then Lu Ran continued:

"Doctor Li, it would be a bit reckless for you to ask me directly. Although the developer didn't say anything, since he used the game to inform us, it means that he is guarding something. Maybe the person who makes him vigilant is hiding in us. middle."

Li Tongchen shook his head with a smile and said:

"I may not trust other people, but I can still trust Dr. Lu. I have read your resume, and you were on the front line of SARS at the time."

If people who can fight for their lives and save lives in the clinical frontline during the pandemic are not trustworthy, it is really difficult to find trustworthy people.

Lu Ran also smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You also found out..."

"Of course, the various level tests set by the developer are not for people like us? And he is not afraid that others will find him, because he is confident that no one will find him..." Li Tongchen said slowly.

Developers don't care.

"Just, why did he do this? Why did he tell us the ingredients of the vaccine in this way? The player organization? He wants to form his own organization? With a single stone statue plague? It doesn't make any sense...unless..."

Lu Ran lit a cigarette, took a breath, and then Li Tongchen said:

"Unless he still needs us in the future, something similar to the stone statue disease epidemic will happen again..."

The two looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn. The puff of smoke that Lu Ran exhaled was like a fog, covering everything...

A similar scene happened to thirteen selected medical leaders.

All the disciples were wondering, who was calling them?

Call them, and why?

It's just that although they were suspicious, they all adhered to a rule, that is, never tell anyone other than the disciples the news of the real doomsday game.

including other players.

Even the developers don't seem to care.

They have all been exposed to psychology more or less, and there is a faint guess in their hearts, but they are not willing to believe it.

Because if their guesses are true, it's all too scary...

…

The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) headquarters building in Silver Spring, Maryland, Eagle Country.

Edith, the assistant director, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looking at the storm outside the window and fell into contemplation.

The bureau's Gulfstream plane should have taken off to track the hurricane, but his heart was always at the bottom.

Although the vaccine was finally developed ~www.readwn.com~ and the forced injection was carried out in time to control the spread of the stone statue disease epidemic, it was still a little late after all.

Including Jason, the captain of the "Okanos" exploration team, half of the members of the entire exploration team were almost completely petrified, and they could not be rescued due to organ failure.

There are also many colleagues in the bureau who were disabled due to petrochemical symptoms in the early stage.

The reason for all this is because they secretly salvaged the ruins blocked by the Huaguo scientific expedition team, and salvaged a large number of prehistoric stone statues like virus bombs.

And this action was carried out by him despite all the opinions. It can be said that he is not to blame for all these bad consequences.

Only now, his memory is a little vague, and he can't remember why he has such an obsession with that relic, and even quietly reported it to the highest level, and after in-depth lobbying, he obtained the permission to force the excavation.

Did he do it wrong?

He just doesn't want his country to miss this opportunity, or his team to miss this opportunity...

maybe…

Looking back now, why did he think so firmly back then that there was something good in the ruins that could decide the fate of the country?

Just then, the phone on his desk rang.

Edith picked up the receiver, and there was a sudden burst of white noise, followed by a low, muffled sound, as if a person's heart was caught.

Then came a slightly hoarse whisper:

"...die...forgive yourself...die...I forgive you...just die...forgive you...die..."

Edith's eyes became dazed, he raised his hand to hang up the phone, opened the drawer, took out a revolver from it, and held it against his chin.

"Bang!"