Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

On a truck that was going nowhere.

Zhou Wen slowly opened his eyes.

He was in the truck bed, and besides him there was a handsome uncle smoking.

"Awake?"

The uncle noticed Zhou Wen, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen shook his head, and the uncle took the cigarette back.

"Where is this place?"

Zhou Wen was very confused. He had been ill in bed for many years, so why did he suddenly appear in such a truck bed.

The uncle did not answer, but stared at Zhou Wen carefully, which made Zhou Wen a little scared.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said: "Someone actually spent fifty points to pull you into the game, it's simply a fantasy..."

Points?

"What is that?"

Facing Zhou Wen's question, the uncle did not rush to answer, but took a puff of cigarette and looked outside the truck.

Zhou Wen followed his gaze. Then he could no longer look away.

The outside of the truck was simply another world.

Dark sky, blood and fire everywhere, broken limbs and arms...

"Here..." Zhou Wen looked outside and his face turned pale.

The uncle beside him sneered.

"Okay, rookie, I guess you don't know anything."

"Listen, this is the Holy Grail game."

"Where we are now is the waiting space."

"As for the things outside, they are all projections. The more wars you experience, the more cruel the scenes will be..."

Zhou Wen held back the feeling of vomiting and looked at the man in confusion. The uncle sighed.

"The Holy Grail War was established by an unknown existence, with the purpose of letting humans fight and please Him."

"Most of the game content is the same as eating chicken. The winner will get the Holy Grail, and one Holy Grail is equivalent to one point."

"The loser will deduct his lifespan according to the level of the game, and he will die after the deduction reaches zero."

At this point, Zhou Wen understood.

The Holy Grail game is similar to the main god space, and he is now on his way to the next copy.

The uncle glanced at Zhou Wen, and then continued: "Holy Grail points can be used to exchange for equipment, skills, lifespan, etc..."

"But..."

The uncle suddenly emphasized his tone.

"No idiot would do that!"

"Save 100 points and you can make a wish."

?≡Stalk?

Zhou Wen looked at him in confusion.

"Yes, it's a wish, just as you thought..."

"Today, I saw a fool forcibly pull you into the game with 50 points!"

The uncle was very angry. As the vice president of a large union, he couldn't see anything special about Zhou Wen!

But Zhou Wen read a hint of sourness from his tone.

Ah this...

Old lemon spirit?

The old lemon spirit rushed over, pressed Zhou Wen's shoulder, and shouted at him.

"Listen, rookie, I don't want to know who's behind you, I just want you to do what I say now!"

"Call the Holy Grail system in your mind and see what your talent is!"

"Then tell me!"

"I took five points from others to ensure that you survive the first round of the war! You'd better not die! Otherwise, I will break your five limbs and drag you through this war!"

The uncle's expression was ferocious, which was very different from his kindness just now.

Zhou Wen subconsciously called the Holy Grail system in his mind.

A cold mechanical sound rang in Zhou Wen's mind.

[Welcome player number 520 to join the Holy Grail War]

[This system will guide you]

[You...hiss...beep...hiss...]

[Warning...hiss...]

The mechanical sound in his mind began to intermittent.

Is this a bad signal? Zhou Wen was confused.

The uncle saw Zhou Wen looking at him in confusion and said, "What's wrong? What's your talent?"

"Uh... it hasn't been displayed yet! The system has some bad signals, and it's been hissing in my mind..." Zhou Wen said sincerely.

The uncle rolled his eyes.

Xiang Lei felt like he was going to explode!

He now regretted accepting this commission worth five points.

Damn it, he had experienced so many Holy Grail Wars, and this was the first time he heard that the Holy Grail system had a bad signal...

Hold it in... Hold it in... Xiang Lei kept persuading himself that this was the employer, this was the employer, he couldn't kill... couldn't kill...

Zhou Wen watched Xiang Lei clench his fists and then loosen them, repeating several times, and finally his brows relaxed.

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle, are you in a hurry?"

Xiang Lei's smiling face, which had just calmed down, froze.

Uncle... in a hurry...

Seeing Xiang Lei's embarrassed look, Zhou Wen?

At this time, the mechanical sound rang in Zhou Wen's mind again.

[Successfully hacked into the Holy Grail system...]

[Infinite random talent templates started loading...]

[Five...]

[Four...]

[Three...]

[Two...]

[One...]

[Loading successfully...]

[Random SSS-level talent...]

[Random success...]

[Will be activated after entering the battlefield officially...]

After this string of information, Zhou Wen was confused.

What is this? A plug-in?

Xiang Lei shook Zhou Wen's shoulders.

"Okay, tell me what your talent is?"

"A level, B level, C level, or D level?"

Xiang Lei didn't want to say anything more.

Zhou Wen came back to his senses and touched his nose.

"E-class?"

Zhou Wen scratched his head.

"No way! The worst F-class?"

Xiang Lei was going crazy. This guy was a burden!

He might even get himself involved.

"Okay, I don't count on you. After the game starts, you should keep following me and don't die."

"This game, if nothing unexpected happens, should be a cold weapon battlefield. There are no strong long-range means. You just need to survive."

After Xiang Lei finished speaking, he took out another cigarette, paused and said, "If you have anything to say, don't ask me! Ask the system!"

Then he put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

He was afraid that Zhou Wen would say something shocking again and make him angry to death!

Zhou Wen touched his nose awkwardly.

This guy is too petty? What's wrong with playing tricks on me?

Zhou Wen sat in the truck again and began to ask the system.

"System, are there any rules for this Holy Grail War?"

[Players will fight in the battlefield constructed by the system. 】

【Each war will have 100 players participating. Killing one player will get temporary all attributes and 100 tokens】

【Each kill will increase the temporary all attributes by 3 points】

【Tokens can be used to exchange for equipment, items, lifespan, skills, upgrade talents, and improve attributes. 】

Hearing this, Zhou Wen somewhat understood why the man just now said that those who did those things were idiots.

【With the increase in the number of player victories, more diverse battlefields will be opened for players to compete...】

"Start matching!"

Xiang Lei, who was standing next to him, finished smoking and suddenly spoke.

The voice of the system sounded in Zhou Wen's mind.

【Ding! It is detected that there are high-level players in your team. Do you want to continue matching? 】

Zhou Wen looked at Xiang Lei and nodded: "Yes."

【Start matching...】