War Paradise

"Why is this bastard again?" Lin Chi muttered.

He thought that in this kind of competition, the official would ask someone like the host to take charge of the lottery, but he didn't expect that the "Creator" would play in person.

However, in this kind of official competition, even if it is a war watcher, it should not come up with any moths.

While the participants were waiting for the draw to begin, the war observer who did not show up suddenly changed his words: "Ah, yes, I was wrong just now... The guys from the Special Operations Command were responsible for the draw. They are still on their way here, so please take a break and wait patiently for a while. In addition, the footage here is not broadcast live to the audience. You can talk about anything! Goodbye!"

After saying this, the war watchers stopped making a sound, leaving only the confused contestants standing in the command center staring at each other.

——Will wait a while...

Realizing that the lottery won't start for a while, Lin Chi walked to the "coach" who was leaning in the corner. Just as he was about to reminisce with that guy, he heard a bloodbath and hoarse voice from behind him:

"roll."

Lin Chi turned his head and saw a man in a black combat uniform with a gentle smile on his face. He stretched out his right hand to the "black long straight girl" wearing a dark green uniform.

"Madam, are you also a player in the invitational tournament? This is the first time I have seen you."

——This product is really not afraid of death...

Looking back at the handsome man with long bangs, Lin Chi smiled slightly. The other party obviously didn't know who he was dealing with.

However, he should know soon.

Hearing his words, several other players nearby also cast curious glances at the black-haired woman. After all, there are only a few powerful female players in brain imaging games, and they can be counted with one hand. And before the start of the game, many players have been interviewed by the TV station and have already showed their faces in advance.

The female Martial Sage, who already knew the identity of the bloodblade, stood far away at this time, she didn't even mean to approach a little bit, but Carol walked over slowly, as if she was very interested in the girl's identity. .

"It's boring to be with a group of stinky men? How about playing together after adding a friend?" Carol said slowly, as if ignoring the male player around him, still the relaxed and laid-back look before.

"I'm not interested in you..." Xueblade said with a dumb voice, his red eyes seemed to bleed at any time.

"What's your ID? Let's make friends." Carol stretched out his right hand toward the blood blade.

The black-haired girl opened the business card bar with some impatientness. When she saw the "Glorious" name, Carol blew a whistle, and the other players nearby were all subconsciously retreated.

"Blood Blade is female?"

This shocking fact shocked all the elites and god-tiers present.

Under the gaze of those guys with horrified eyes, the infamous perverted murderer in the brain imaging game circle put away his own business card bar, opened his mouth, and made a hoarse voice:

"Are you scared? Idiots. Even if I beg for mercy, I won't be merciful."

As soon as these words came out, other nearby players seemed to have finally awakened from their nightmares, and various remarks one after another:

"What the hell? Could it be a vest wearing this name?"

"A needle in the seabed of a woman's heart..."

"The murderer I admire can't be a girl!"

Hearing all kinds of messy speeches around him, Bloodblade snorted contemptuously. When he was about to turn around and leave, the man who spoke to her suddenly blocked her way:

"It seems that I guessed right, you really are that lunatic."

"Um?"

Bloodblade raised his head and looked at each other, only to see that the man still showed a gentle smile, but his voice was lower than before:

"The murderer who changed the rules of the game with his own power... You and I still have an account to settle."

"Go away, nameless boy." Bloodblade narrowed his eyes.

The man didn't leave, but just opened the own business card column, and the three characters "Crazy Believers" appeared in front of everyone.

"Do you remember this name?" he asked in a low voice.

"I'm too lazy to remember the name of the miscellaneous fish." Bloodblade shook his head, and reached out to touch the scar on his face.

"Back then, in a game called "Golden Medal", I was miserably abused by you, girl."

Speaking of this, the fanatic suddenly sneered and laughed: "At that time, the rules of brain imaging games were not as perfect as they are now. Everyone used the first-generation equipment, which felt particularly sensitive. At that time. Forcibly quitting the game will deduct the game reward. After I lost the battle, I still wanted to be killed by you as soon as possible. I didn't expect you to..."

"Ah, although I can't remember clearly, I may be thinking of you as a masochist." Bloodblade grinned with his teeth.

The fanatic did not pay attention to the provocation of the bloodblade, but continued to say slowly: "Since then, I have always wanted to take revenge in the game, and now the opportunity has finally come. In this game, you will be caught by me. Then he was tortured to death."

——Is this product infected by the blood blade?

Faced with this somewhat crazy guy, Lin Chi couldn't help but spit out secretly in his heart. Seeing that there was a grievance in this game, the other players next to him also became "onlookers."

The players who can participate in the invitational tournament are all experienced "old fried dough sticks". Naturally, they can't ask for such a situation of sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fighting.

Lin Chi, who was shrouded in silence for a while in the broad headquarters, was too lazy to pay attention to the situation there, walked into the corner, stood beside the coach, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time."

The coach wearing a wide-brimmed hat nodded.

"How are you doing?" Lin Chi asked in a low voice.

"Still in the laboratory." While answering, the coach cast a questioning look at Lin Chi:

"You seem to be different," the coach said.

"I have lost weight recently." Lin Chi smiled.

"No, I'm not talking about this." The coach shook his head, with a serious expression on the featureless "popular face":

"How should I put it...you have definitely changed a lot, and I can't read it wrong."

Despite the coach's words, Lin Chi just replied vaguely: "Maybe." Then he folded his arms and looked at the other players in the command center.

He didn't understand the meaning of the coach's words, but he was completely certain that he was still the way he was in the past, and nothing has changed.

The virtual characters in brain imaging games are actually similar to the products of players' consciousness materialization. Compared with the real world, the characters in the game are more difficult to conceal their own true thoughts, and it is easy to show the "self" state.

Because of this, in this kind of game, there will be many guys with bright personalities and even suspected mental illnesses.

In that case, maybe it seems to the coach that some changes have taken place in own consciousness?

While thinking, Lin Chi lowered his head and stared at the gray steel floor of the headquarters.

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