Making a post-apocalyptic game: Depressing all players

On how strong Brother Ting is, she is just like Gu Mang

The lanterns are on.

Shen Jianjia, the girl from Tiger Arm Bay who took over Chen Mo’s banner and publicly broadcast the second season of The Walking Dead for countless water friends, rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned on the camera.

A little bit of pink and daisy, but her face looks like water-blooming hibiscus.

Immediately, the millions of animals in the live broadcast room became more and more excited.

“Jianjia, I would like to call her the number one beauty in the gaming industry.”

“She has to be good-looking and have a good figure. It must be very unsafe for a girl like her to work in a Bodhidharma Hall like a game studio. , so what I mean is, can we talk offline about coming to work in my mine?” “Does

Shen Jianjia like your three melons and two dates?”

“Come on, come on, the boss of the classic network mine is proposing for marriage online. ”

Actually, there’s nothing to be curious about. You have to understand that there are some strange species in this world, and they have some trace elements in their brains that ordinary people don’t have.” “If I had known that

Shen Jianjia would broadcast live, I would have asked the dog producer to crawl away earlier. .”

“What I mean is, can you sing “Lonely Mang” again for everyone?”

“Plus one, sing “Lonely Mang”!!!”

“Yes, this song was used as the first song of “The Walking Dead” The theme song, and now it is very suitable for the little lolita experience of Clementine.”

…

The scrolling barrage in the live broadcast room was quickly flooded with requests to sing “Lonely Light”, and Shen Jianjia shook her head. He smiled and explained lightly at first.

“Boss…that is, Mr. Chen Mo, the chief producer of Ninth Art Studio as you call him, may be busy in the next period of time.” ”

So, you may not be able to see him.”

“So I will do the live broadcast instead. .”

“If you want to listen to this song, of course I can perform it.”

After saying that, countless question marks came out of the barrage.

Dog producer Chen Mo didn’t say hello and ran away without saying a word? During this period of time, we have been scolding him, but I actually like him quite a lot.

Otherwise, who would watch an annoying person live here all day long?

As for being busy with work, what are you busy with? Why don’t you tell everyone?

There was another burst of fierce complaints.

Fortunately, these die-hard players of Ninth Art Studio have become much stronger mentally after this period of torture, as has their ability to accept.

Soon, they were relieved.

They had already started to plan a way to kill Chen Mo offline during the barrage in the live broadcast room. It was not until Shen Jianjia’s clear and beautiful singing voice sounded that they regained their concentration.

[Like a lonely frost, unable to see any light. ]

[Can’t find the direction either. 】

【The edge broken by indifference, using up all the strength. 】

【Can’t reach far away】

【The wounds that have been dried by the wind are still stumbling and broken wings】

【At this time, you are in the sky, saying that you will take me to fly and wipe away my tears】

【…】

At the end of Shen Jianjia’s singing At that moment, she had already entered the somatosensory cabin.

“Click -”

At this moment, millions of water friends in the live broadcast room have already remembered in their hearts the little girl who sutured her wounds on a rainy night. She was so strong, brave, miserable and pitiful.

Alone in the crisis-ridden apocalypse, I have experienced so much suffering.

Displaced.

Now, just after the wound was sutured, he was attacked by zombies again.

How much more suffering will she have to go through?

in such emotions.

The game starts again.

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Clementine was tightly grasped by the ankle by the zombie. He kicked the walking zombie with all his strength. The rotten and fishy smell spread into her nasal cavity, and the roar penetrated into her eardrums.

In this most desperate time.

No one will come to help her.

Only one can save oneself.

This feeling between life and death exploded with great potential, coupled with the fighting skills that Li had taught Clementine before, and the most important thing: bravery.

She picked up her fork and held it against the zombie.

Then he hit it hard on the head with a claw hammer.

Move quickly and violently.

One hammer, two hammers, three hammers…

until the flesh and blood were blurred.

The noisy fighting attracted the people in the survivor camp. They looked at the little girl in surprise. She was covered in blood and her eyes were determined.

The hand held a bloody claw hammer.

In front of him were dead zombies.

Everyone understood what happened, and everyone was surprised by her ability. After a long time, Luke couldn’t help but ask: “Is everything okay…?”

Four different people appeared in front of Clementine’s eyes. options.

A: Now I can prove that I’m fine. The wound on my arm was not a zombie bite. (30%)

B: Do I still want to stay in this little dark room? (55%)

C: You should be satisfied with this ending. (13%)

D: Silence. (2%)

She said calmly: “Now, can I enter the room?”

The people in the survivor camp began to talk, with uncontrollable surprise in their eyes.

“Oh my god, you sewed yourself up?”

“How did you get these? Did you steal them from us?”

“Stop, none of this matters, Clementi didn’t hurt Anyone.”

Listening to the arguments of these people in the survivor camp.

Four different options appeared in front of Clementine’s eyes again.

A: Yes, I did it. (55%)

B: If no one helps me, I can’t do it. (2%)

C: Aren’t you forcing me to do this? (45%)

D: Silence. (3%)

Shen Jianjia made the selection according to the voting ratio.

Clementine covered the severe pain from the wound on her arm and said calmly: “Yes, I took these things. I’m sorry, but I hope you can understand. There is really no way.” ”

If I don’t If you do this, I will die.”

The dark-skinned pregnant woman said coldly: “But no matter what? You do this anyway, and we don’t believe your words at all. Who knows if you have been bitten by a zombie?”

Peter on the side was a little angry.

“That’s enough, you all should stop arguing.”

“Everyone here is not even half as strong as this child.”

“She can suture her own wounds alone, she can kill a zombie alone, but I dare to say that here Some people, you can’t do this at all.”

Others were silent.

The doctor who had not spoken for a long time finally spoke.

“Bring her in and let me see his wounds.”

Then, the doctor turned and left.

Only a back view was left for everyone.

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