Ark, a chat group for gamers

Hou Dao trotted all the way over, jumped onto the sofa by the dining table, looked at the swaying eel headgear on Yang Wudi's head, and was speechless:

"How do I feel, this thing on your head is almost like a saber's hair? Are you so spiritual?"

"Lao Hou, this is because you are too sensitive." Yang Wudi shook his finger: "This thing is just a cotton doll, there are so many tricks."

"...Look, after you just finished saying this, it is still nodding."

"That's me nodding."

"Fart, I saw that your upper body didn't move at all."

"That's the power of muscles!"

Before the words were finished, Yang Wudi and Wu Qing stood up at the same time, looking up to the sky and screaming: "M·U·S·C·L·E!"

Laohou's whole cat is numb now, and the soles of his feet are rubbing against his tail frantically, just like the social terror of a social terror friend when he goes mad in public.

"Let's talk about business, talk about business." In desperation, Hou Dao could only change the angle, and directly brought the topic to the main topic: "Did you bring the hotspot map of the city mentioned earlier?"

Wu Qing swallowed the hamburger in her mouth, and took out a tablet from her backpack while wiping her hands: "Bring it with you, why don't you worry about my Wu Qing doing business?

"Look, this is the street view of Pevek city taken by Guge Cloud Map in Colombia. I asked my leader to go to Guge's branch in Pevek to get the record samples."

He pointed at each marking point on the tablet with his finger, and explained to Hou Dao: "Guge's branch has conducted an inductive analysis of these hotspots over the years, including the city's main production facilities, military facilities, schools, hospitals... All kinds of social hotspot facilities are marked, and this sample is updated every sixteen hours in their place, so you can take it and use it at ease, Laohou."

Lao Hou took the tablet and looked at the map detailed to street users, and felt a little hard to complain for a while:

"How do I feel, this is no different from espionage?"

"Then you are really right." Wu Qing spread his hands, as a worker of Rheinland Life, he knows too well how well the companies in Columbia can do: "The companies in Columbia really do it from this point of view. set off for business development.

"This is the case both in the plot of the Ark and in reality. Rhine Life also received orders from the state government during this period and began to develop biological weapons in the name of medical treatment."

Yang Wudi and his wagging eel nodded at the same time: "Like, very similar."

"...Tell me, why can the expression of your cotton doll change?"

"Lao Hou, don't you understand! It's because of muscles!"

"I'm FNNDP!"

Lao Hou immediately pounced on Yang Wudi's headgear, trying to squeeze it off.

But how could Yang Wudi let him succeed, shouting loudly that the hunter would not take off his hood, while resisting stubbornly.

Wu Qing was not to be outdone, and shouted that everyone should not fight, and Jinkela could be divided. At the same time, black hands came out one after another, trying to grab Laohou's tail and tear off Yang Wudi's hood on the other hand.

To highlight an arch fire is to arch to the end.

And at this moment, a sharp roar suddenly appeared, and quickly approached from a distance.

A person, a dog, and a cat stopped fighting at the same time, and looked out the window of the fast food restaurant together.

The originally bright sky suddenly became dim and even a little dark. First, fine snowflakes fluttered and fell, and then heavy snow like goose feathers descended like a tsunami.

At the same time, there was a dull sound of thumping, and the lights in the store barely penetrated outwards. On the street outside, there were hailstones the size of bird eggs falling from the sky, and within a short while, the outside of the house was covered with hailstones. Everything was a mess.

The sharp roar finally flew over the heads of the three players at this moment, and the roar like a sonic boom made the glass doors and windows of the fast food restaurant tremble continuously, as if they would burst directly in the next moment.

Then, the roaring sound began to fade away, as if it was hovering above the city.

Yang Wudi slammed his mouth: "I don't dare to think about what will happen if the ice dragon comes running over."

"Ice dragon? Battle-experienced Wang Bing!" Wu Qing wiped her mouth, not forgetting to yell.

"If you want to curse Brother Sanmao, you can directly use the shield and axe to pick up, don't say such vicious words."

Yang Wudi picked up the big sword that was put aside, showed off his biceps to the two group friends, and swayed the eel's head full of determination: "Coke is hot, come when you go."

"You still drink hot Coke, Yang Wudi, are you still human?" Hou Dao complained immediately.

Not long after Yang Wudi left, the continuous screams outside the house suddenly seemed to be amplified in volume, filling the fast food restaurant.

At first glance, this kind of screaming sounded like the mixed sound of people running away on the road after gathering together.

But if you listen carefully, you can find that this scream has an inhuman tone.

The tone of the voice seemed to be screaming in panic, but it turned around at the end, as if it was laughing sinisterly.

And it is this kind of tone that seems to be able to penetrate glass and walls and hit people's hearts directly, like an iron hook with spots of rust, which can hook out the most feared things in people's hearts.

Fear, large-scale fear, facing natural disasters, facing pain, facing the unknown, the arrival of the Frostwing Wind Drifting Dragon became the last part of the stage, and finally attracted the demon born from fear to walk out of nothingness, turned into entities.

In the shadows, a flock of crows rose out of thin air and flew towards the sky, their shrieking cries even overshadowing the shouts of others.

Even in the brightly lit store, you can see that the surrounding diners have become frightened, and some have even hid under the table with their heads in their hands.

"Well, it looks like it's calling me."

Wu Qing put on the tie and gold-rimmed glasses that she had taken off before eating, and then nodded to Lao Hou: "Then help me heat up a pot of banana-flavored protein powder. drink."

"Give me enough, you two."

The kobold waved his hand, and strode into the wind and snow and the crowd of crows.

The calamity came like a landslide, and after a while, Laohou was the only player left in the fast food restaurant.

And in places unknown to others, the branches of the world tree are growing, trying to isolate this disaster from the outside.

Lao Hou sat on his seat, looked at the shivering crowd around him, couldn't help but shook his head, stretched out his claws to pick up a French fries on the table, stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew.

A moment later, the door of the fast food restaurant opened and closed again.

Unlike other people who had taken refuge, the footsteps that came in this time were calm and purposeful. After entering the store, they walked directly to where Hou Dao was.

Hou Dao noticed the sound. He raised his head and looked forward, and saw a completely unfamiliar face sitting down in front of him.

The man looked at Hou Dao, smiled and pressed the hat on his head:

"We met for the first time, the second-generation player Red Police Lao Hou.

"You can call me the first-generation player Xiao Crouching Dragon Sheng Fei."

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Chapter 2 I have Lin Zige, what do you have?!

Hou Dao's expression was calm, and he looked indifferently at the person in front of him who claimed to be the first-generation player.

Although Hou Dao had already imagined the scene where he would meet the opponent after knowing about the previous generation of players, but judging from the current situation, it is not much different from what he imagined.

Inside the window, there are ordinary people frightened by fear. Fiddlesticks' strange smile has become the best catalyst. Even in a warm and bright room, their hearts are like ice.

Outside the window, there are endless snowstorms and blizzards. Natural disasters mercilessly poured the mighty power of nature into the city.

And outside the more distant cities, there is the Iron Ambition Legion that is ready to go. The roars from the oppressed are like thundering war drums, and they are bound to put the past of blood and tears in front of everyone, and have a good relationship with this fucked world. Do the math.

The wind and rain are precarious, and the huge changes that have never been seen in the entire Terra are quietly unfolding in the hands of the players.

In this case, the appearance of the previous generation of players seems... extraordinarily reasonable and correct.

Rather, if they didn't show up at this time, it would make people feel something was wrong.

Hou Dao carefully looked at the man in front of him, a natural sense of resistance arose in his heart, in other words, he was very uncomfortable to see him.

As far as appearance is concerned, Sheng Fei's appearance is obviously elite. Whether it is from the hair shape, clothing or manner, there is a style with a strong sense of sculpture.

It is not difficult to see from his group chat ID that his heart is definitely not as restrained as his appearance, but rather arrogant.

Hou Dao was the oldest group of friends before crossing, and some of the younger group friends could be his sons.

At the same time, Hou Dao, who was born in the extreme north of the motherland, has been traveling between the motherland and Russia since he was a child. This experience has shaped his character and expanded his vision.

So Hou Dao can tell at a glance that the former player in front of him is the type who is wild at heart, but insists on pretending to be dignified on the surface.

Yes, I really want to be the bandits in those island countries. They are obviously rude people who jump gangs on sailboats, but they have to pretend to be aristocratic.

"It seems that you have been planning all this for a long time." Hou Dao licked the back of his hand, but his voice did not become muffled.

"It's not that long." Sheng Fei flicked a vegetable leaf on the table with his fingers, "Actually, it's only been about a week since I woke up."

"Wake up? Who woke you up?"

Sheng Fei smiled and said: "I think this kind of thing is no longer a secret among you."

Hou Dao shrugged noncommittally: "Then, why did you appear in front of me?

"Since you know all this, you should also understand our attitude."

"Attitudes and the like will always change." Sheng Fei paused, then pulled out a deck of cards from his cuff: "But generally speaking, I came here to play Play a game with you."

"Games, then I welcome it." Hou Dao grinned slightly, showing a half-smile expression: "But we have to agree first, is it you playing with me, or it is playing with me."

Sheng Fei's movement of shuffling the cards slowed down for a moment, but quickly recovered: "Of course it's me."

"Heh." Hou Dao sneered, "I don't believe it."

Facing Hou Dao's ridicule, Sheng Fei turned a deaf ear to it, and just put the shuffled cards flat on the table, and then stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation: "Please do me a favor."

Hou Dao looked down at the cards, as if thinking about something.

Then, he stretched out his hand, as if to choose one of these cards.

But when he was about to be selected, Hou Dao stopped in place again, and kept looking at Sheng Fei: "But I think it's better for us to open the skylight and speak honestly.

"What is your purpose for coming here?"

Hou Dao's tone became serious: "You and that God of War player appeared in this city at the same time, and you came to find me alone, I have to doubt your thoughts.

"Do you want to make me submit, or do you want to kill me?"

"Don't talk so hard." Sheng Fei spread his hands, looking harmless to humans and animals: "Why can't we want to cooperate?

"You see, although we are divided into two generations, we are essentially one group in this world—players."

The voice in the fast food restaurant never disappeared, amidst the sobbing and raving, Sheng Fei was calm and at ease: "Although there were some accidents in our era, we still gained some opportunities to continue.

"But this opportunity is not freedom, and running in shackles is even less comfortable. Isn't it normal to seek a solution in this situation?"

His palms were pressed on those cards, and his knuckles were so hard that they turned white: "The only way we can find a way to crack them is for those who have not yet entered the game.

"Old Marquis of Red Police, not everyone is on his side."

"Good explanation." Hou Dao nodded: "Then, turn your head and look aside—what did you see?"

"Storm? Or these ordinary people?" Sheng Fei replied.

"disaster."

Hou Dao took a breath and said slowly: "It can be seen everywhere, everywhere."

"so?"

"So, if you hadn't appeared in front of me, I might have thought more about the topic of struggle and freedom."

Hou Dao shook his head: "In essence, we are not the same people.

"One more question, can you tell me what game you are?"

As soon as the words fell, a bullet was fired from the window. The bullet's steel-core warhead directly penetrated the glass and tore the wooden table in front of them. Among the shattered sawdust, those cards were flying in the air.

Even in such a situation, Sheng Fei and Hou Dao didn't move at all. They seemed to have not noticed the emergence of such a dangerous situation, and continued to sit in their seats as they were.

Hou Dao didn't even need to deliberately capture the front of the card to be able to distinguish the content on the card.

A table full of cards has the same card surface, which is countless steel cables launched from the same point.

"It's been a long time since I played Three Kingdoms Killing." Hou Dao scratched his neck with his hind legs: "I can't recognize it, but it should be a series of iron chains, right?"

"Good memory." Sheng Fei responded with a smile. He raised his hand and clapped it, and the cards directly gained power in the air and glided into his hand.

Hou Dao tilted his head: "Look, we are really different from each other, even if we are tied together with iron cables, it is not appropriate."

"Perhaps." Sheng Fei sighed: "It seems that we are really not suitable.

"However, as a senior, I still have some things I want to tell you."

"Please say."

Sheng Fei shuffled the cards in his hand again: "First, players in no game are really weak. The word support is not suitable for this real world."

Two cards fell out of the card pile, as if they were deliberately displayed. Sheng Fei let Hou Dao see the card faces clearly.

Ancient ingot knife and wine.

"Second, among all gamers, only RTS players should not appear directly in front of others, because their real strength is not in their own strength."