MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 112

Beauty spa.

Breakfast is ready downstairs, there are Western-style toast, sandwiches, fried eggs, milk, juice, and Chinese-style steamed buns, steamed dumplings, noodles, porridge, fried dough sticks, soy milk, etc. . They're all just ready to be hot.

Qingchuan was sitting there eating breakfast, breaking a piece of bread for the owl from time to time.

"Sister, haven't you slept all night?"

"Well, I can't sleep." Qing Chuan reached out and pressed his forehead, pale and weak, and today is also a shy little white flower that is invincible.

He squeezed the clay figurine all night, and his arms were so sore that he could hardly lift it up. This breakfast was made by the kitchen knife who aspired to be a chef. The little flamingo also spewed fire all night, and at this moment, it really couldn't hold back to going back to the crater to sleep.

"Good morning." Everyone took the initiative to greet Qingchuan with a very respectful attitude, just like the scumbag who met the head teacher. Big guy, especially this kind of survival powerhouse who plays escape games as vacations, always makes people particularly respectful.

Everyone took their favorite breakfast, found a seat, and ate breakfast contentedly.

Although they don't seem to need to eat and drink after coming here, but in addition to replenishing energy, eating is more often to relax and enjoy life. It's more for that real sense of 'aliveness'.

The longer I come here, the more I feel that I have detached myself from the identity of a human being. Can't help but feel panic: Can they really go back?

Nowadays, what supports them in continuing to go on is the family, friends and inner unwillingness that they cannot forget in the real world.

"Your strength, you should be able to leave here long ago, right? I heard that the highest score may get a direct ticket back to the real world." The curly-haired youth asked while biting the fritters.

There was palpable fascination in his eyes. A beautiful, charming, powerful, mysterious opposite **** is a powerful attraction for many men. It's just that he also has some self-knowledge. It is precisely because the gap is too large that he dare not act rashly.

"Well, there are some rare creatures here. If you want to know more about them, it would be better if you can bring them back." Qingchuan said.

Everyone thought he was talking about some magical animals like owls, although they didn't understand it, they also showed respect.

"Are you similar to a Taoist priest, a magician or something in reality?" Curly asked again.

"No, I'm a trainee ready to debut."

"Eh? You mean trainee or trainee?" Curly hair suspects that he heard it wrong, how could he just hear the word trainee from the big guy? Must be sleepy. Although the boss is indeed beautiful, but... how is it possible?

"No, it's an idol trainee, just like a group of people chasing and calling Oppa, the goddess. But probably like fast food, it will be eliminated by the next wave soon. Maybe After I go back, I have to look for a job again. Ah, Yan Kong is really a very realistic and affectionate creature."

Qingchuan held his face with both hands, full of melancholy of ‘Zhu Yan Ci Jing Hua Ci Shu’. I have to say that beauty is to take advantage of people, and such a hypocritical posture is so beautiful.

“…”

A group of people coughed up milk, coughed up milk, spit up porridge, "Trainee? Is it the trainee of the trainee I know?"

It's really a mouthful, "If you mean the dancers in the video, yes. When you return to the real world in the future, remember to call me~"

Everyone can't accept it for a while, the world is changing too fast, and it's a little difficult to adapt.

Such a big guy is so miserable in reality, he has such strength, but he has to sell his face to survive.

Sure enough, the real world is cruel too.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know how you guys are in reality." Qing Chuan mentioned this matter unintentionally.

"Me? Me..."

Because they are here, they have nothing to hide, and they do not say too specific, just mention their occupation and family.

Most of them are ordinary people who like horror games.

The curly-haired youth has some money at home, and he is rich like owning a cruise ship. The little boy has a high IQ, and he came in when he was looking for excitement to play horror decryption games. Unexpectedly, in the Mediterranean, his family were all soldiers and his position was not low, so he became a teacher.

One-handed key and one-handed clearance gift pack.

The old bus that brought them here showed up on time at six o'clock, and found that all the members had cleared the customs. The driver was a little unhappy, and he stopped singing. The little old man walked over and didn't know what to say to the other party. The driver glanced in the player's direction and nodded at the little old man.

After a while, the car pulled into a nearby garage.

"Are we really safe?" At this time, everyone was completely relieved, because their customs clearance was suspected of cheating, and everyone still had some doubts. Now it can be considered to be able to rest in peace for twenty-four hours.

They started unpacking happily.

In addition to Qingchuan or the golden gift package, everyone else is white or green, no surprise to everyone. As far as they lie down and win, they can still get a gift bag, which is a surprise. As for the big guy's golden gift bag, isn't it a matter of course?

Qingchuan's gift bag turned into a red leather certificate when he got it.

Everyone was very envious, and secretly looked at it a few more times.

This is the legendary pass ticket back to the real world. In this way, Qingchuan has two 'return vouchers', which can send two people back.

"I have two return-to-reality pass-throughs here and I want to give them to both. But...there are some requirements."

Redskin certificate, "I hope that the two of you will take the news of this world to the outside, preferably to attract the attention of the official level."

Life.

The curly-haired youth twitched his lips and looked at Qing Chuan. He couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he had to turn his eyes away and secretly clenched his fingers into fists.

Others didn't do much better.

All of them have reasons for wanting to go back, maybe it's relatives, maybe it's a lover, maybe it's an unfinished business. When I came here, things that I was used to have suddenly become precious. When I came here, I realized how happy I used to be.

How much do they want to go back? Become a demon and want to go back.

If Qingchuan's aura wasn't too strong, maybe he would really have to tear his face off and grab it.

"I give them two, because there is a child among them, and the child should not stay in this kind of place." Qingchuan explained, looking at the middle-aged Mediterranean man: "As for you, your family There is enough power, and the words have enough weight. I hope that things here will be taken seriously enough that we can all get out of here sooner.”

"So, how? Nod in agreement."

How could this kind of thing be rejected? The two of them were afraid that the chance would be lost after hesitating for a second, so they nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Qing Chuan loosened his fingers, stretched out his hand and tapped on the foreheads of both of them, "I'm worried that your memories will be manipulated when you go back, so let's do some manipulation first."

He smiled, "Don't worry, just make sure that nothing can control your memory."

The two of them got their tickets back home. Needless to say, how surprised they were. The middle-aged Mediterranean man stood up and bowed to Qingchuan solemnly, "Thank you." '.

His eyes were slightly moist, with some guilt and some suppressed ecstasy.

Sorry, sorry, but he really thinks too much...

His high IQ doesn't mean the same for EQ, but he follows suit.

The two used the pass-through ticket immediately and did not stop for a moment.

The rest of the people were a little dazed, a little unwilling, and a little lost.

"I know that everyone wants to go back, but I only have these two." Qingchuan spread his hands, "This is the second game I play, on the bright side, at least I can confirm that there are indeed Such a kind of home ticket, if you work hard, you may not be able to get it."

When they thought about how Qingchuan got the ticket, they all smiled wryly. They are just ordinary people in real life.

"Actually, we have to live in Longwangshu. Originally because of your relationship, the game was not lost, and it was like a gift package for nothing, which is already a very happy thing. It's just that human emotions are really Too complicated, sorry, too immature."

The curly-haired youth wiped his face and cheered up.

"You are not very big. Even people who have experienced world events are very difficult to face this kind of place, and professionals also find it very troublesome. But you can persist until now, you really are It’s amazing, and when I go back in the future, I will become a successful person in reality.”

"I hope you can all go back. At least, stick to it until the next time you see me. I also carefully studied the home through train, and now I have a little bit of it mind."

Qing Chuan's words made everyone who was depressed raised their heads.

"Come on, tell me something that makes you happy."

Qingchuan didn't know where to take out the four small clay dolls, all of them were small and cute, vaguely able to see that they were individuals, vague in shape and resemblance.

At that time, Qingchuan could not wait to learn the idea of ​​Nuwa Niangniang.

"This is a stand-in doll, which can protect you from a mortal injury. How is it? Are you in a better mood? Please be sure to hold on for a while longer, things will not get worse, trust me. "

I was overjoyed.

Props that can resist a mortal damage. In this game world, they are usually rare items that high-scoring players of medium-to-high difficulty games have the opportunity to obtain. They generally dream and have everything in their dreams.

"I made it myself, how?"

Qingchuan waited until they all looked at him in amazement, then smiled, "Do you suddenly feel like I'm all covered with golden light? I can't repay the kindness of saving my life, remember to call me when you come out later. ."

Four:…

The persistence of the boss is so incomprehensible.

I rested for a while, and even had two more delicious meals, and had a good night of fun. The next morning, the 24th break came, everyone repaired and set off again.

Only Qingchuan is left, and there are a bunch of festive paper-cuts of Fu Lu Shou Xi on the side.

He is fine when he is idle, and the 24 hours of rest are just paper-cutting, I don't believe it, how can the two worlds be blocked at ninety-nine points?

He went outside, and the poplar bent over him. Qingchuan looked back, the little old man was standing at the door, he nodded to it, there were still many monsters in the room who were probing their brains.

"Decided?"

"It's decided," said the little old man.

An owl stuck its head out of the tree hole with drowsiness, ooh ooh twice.

Qing Chuan looked up at the sky, where there was a similar rule.

A light flashed in front of the dilapidated hotel, like an eraser, and then there was no shadow of the hotel in place. Qing Chuan stepped into the portal with a smile, what was the point of taking one or two away, of course, even the land.

The system watched Qingchuan hum a song and stepped into the aperture with joy, as if a fox had entered a chicken coop.

"What news from Wei Ge?"

"He seems to be ready to leapfrog the challenge, kill his boss and become the boss himself."

"Oh, that's fine, let him continue to work hard. I'm looking forward to him becoming a big boss and I'll kill him. Wait, we'll meet soon. ... System, you said Can I also contain Wei Ge?"

System:…

Are you the devil?

"No, not so good? Hahahaha? You must be joking?"

However, what the system saw was Qingchuan's slightly dilated pupils, making his entire eyes dark, like a deep vortex.

"Can't you?"

The system is trembling, of course not!

"I want to turn him into someone who can't live without me... Ah, forget it." Qing Chuan slowly eased his emotions, and the moment he woke up, the thought of wanting complete control was also a little bit Pressed deep.

If you are controlled by this desire that has gone off the rails, you will really become a monster.

"Just kidding, did you scare you?" Qing Chuan said with a smile, as if it was really just a joke.

Qingchuan cleaned up his emotions and changed the topic, "By the way, the energy pattern on the through ticket is something like a teleportation array? I just compared the two tickets, and they are slightly different. I will look back. Get a few for comparison and see if there is a possibility of a copycat."

The system breathed a sigh of relief, for Wei Ge and the host.

Everyone's enemy is so-and-so, and the host's enemy always seems to be himself. If one day the host personality splits into good and evil, to be honest, it doesn't seem to be surprising at all.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at another game venue, and then Qing Chuan was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the aperture subconsciously—the aperture had disappeared.

What?

Wrong place?

Looking around, brown skin, white skin, black skin, no yellow skin.

At 1.77 meters, Qingchuan, who does not feel too short, has no advantage in this group of generally taller people, weak and helpless.

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Qingchuan counted eighteen people, which is very difficult.

They also discovered Qingchuan, the ugly duckling who had entered by mistake, a black brother dressed very hip-hop showing big white teeth to Qingchuan, "Hello, girl."

"Hello, black buddy." Qing Chuan smiled at him.

But most people don't have a smile on their faces, because it's really scary.

These **** kept moving, and when they looked up, they realized that they were actually heads, pale skin, and blue veins on their faces, especially those near the eyes.

Intensive phobias are scared to death.

"Where are you from?" The hip-hop youth continued to ask.

"Huaxia." Qingchuan said. The next second he felt maliciousness in the crowd, his eyes tracked over, and he met a brown-haired woman and a black curly-haired man. They also noticed Qingchuan's sight, and they probably didn't expect him to be so sharp, so they were a little surprised.

But no one did anything drastic.

In this game of life and death, there is excitement, it is courting death. No racial issue is as important as one's own survival.

"Why don't we exchange information?" A bearded man suddenly said, "I know a clearance route for this escape game." If you get information in your hand, you have to pay for the same information, which is an equivalent exchange.

Of course, his information may not be true, and the information exchanged may not be true. This requires everyone to weigh and make choices.

Qingchuan looked at the players who were thinking about each other, the atmosphere of the high-end game was very tense.

A black girl with a great figure walked over and two minutes later they reached an agreement, look at the expressions of the two people - their faces have not changed at all, very calm, and their expressions are well managed, but Emotions have been on the rise, so should be happy with the results.

"Didn't guide the NPC?"

Qingchuan thinks he may have asked a stupid question, because everyone looked over, "So, what did I say wrong? When the time is up, this place melts quickly and then we are born directly by what is below. swallowed?"

"This is your first time to participate in the 18-player game?" The black girl asked in surprise.

"Yes." It was the first time to participate in an 18-player game, and he skipped the 13-player game in the middle, so he just dug a corner boss and got angry? What's there to be angry about after digging a little bit of great business?

"Then when the game starts, you just need to run. Maybe you can get used to this rhythm a few times - either running for your life, or preparing to run for your life." The black girl laughed for a while, then felt It's nothing funny at all, stop smiling, frosty.

"The 18-player game does not guide NPCs. Everyone uses their own experience to judge the nature of the game, and use their own eyes, nose, and skin to find information. Information is very important, it can be said that It's quite important, and it saves you from taking a lot of detours."

A red-haired uncle said, "Everyone can communicate with each other, the games they have experienced before, and the customs clearance methods, and collect more information. But it is not free."

"Or if you have any items on your body, you can also exchange them. The most popular ones are probably the through train tickets and short-term rest tickets."

"Hahaha, when are these two not the most popular? It's a pity that I lost when I had a rest ticket and bet with people."

They chatted with themselves, and then Qingchuan asked again, "What is a rest ticket?"

"My God, girl, you are acting like a novice who has just entered this game world. You almost succeeded in deceiving me." The hip-hop youth who greeted him at the beginning was inexplicably there. laugh.

"Newbies always have some special luck, I hope to see you next time." A Middle Eastern-faced local tyrant with a diamond-encrusted watch on his wrist expressed his goodwill, "In addition, mentioning In a word, if you get any of the above coupons, you can exchange with me for anything you want. The price is absolutely unimaginable."

"Even if what you need is a boyfriend who can make money, be romantic, and love you only if he doesn't cheat." The local tyrant in the Middle East emphasized, "I remember that you Huaxia girls like this type. "

Heh…

I always feel that the house is full of snake spirits.

The waiting time for the high-end game seems to be very long. Qingchuan turned around and it was a closed hemispherical house without a door. Some kind of glass or ceramic material was used, but it was very Hard and indestructible.

Maybe because the game hasn't started yet.

He was walking on the ice, the sound attracted the attention of the creatures below, those heads would be attracted by the sound and turned around, because there were a lot of people walking around, it was very interesting .

After a while, the ground suddenly shook, Qingchuan looked up and saw the sky, the hemispherical building that wrapped them, like an open flower bone.

The wall was opening and then disappearing, and they were exposed to the strange group of horses and carriages driven by the sky outside.

"A horse-drawn carriage with wings?" Qing Chuan blocked the dazzling light on his forehead with one hand, and he saw about seven flying carriages parked in the sky.

A carriage with four winged horses, the carriages are open-air, with very delicate embossed patterns, like an ancient chariot, the body glitters with golden light, more dazzling than gold . The walls of the car are also inlaid with beautiful patterns and patterns with colored gemstones. Especially dazzling, dazzling in every sense.

"It's like Apollo's sun locomotive."

There were people on the Pegasus carriage with what looked like bows and arrows in their hands and aimed at them.

"Run." The black buddy and Qingchuan passed by.

"Sure enough, this game, the hunting ground of the gods..." The red-haired man scolded a series of swear words, but his footsteps did not slow down at all.

In the direction of their running, a group of people below chased after them, which provided direction for the hunters above, just like hunting dogs.

It is not that there are no obstructions on the ice surface. In fact, there are quite a few obstructions, which seem to be deliberately arranged to increase the fun of the game.

Qing Chuan looked back as he ran, those hunters just looked at them with a smile, like the cat allowed the mouse to take a few steps first.

They look like humans, but they have a layer of fluff on their faces, their noses are like eagles, and they wear beautiful colorful jewelry.

Besides them there is a strange little pet that walks around them.

Like a fish, with a fusiform body, a pointed head, no hands and feet, only fins, no wings, only shiny scales, but it can fly, and it seems to carry electricity .

"I want to eat grilled Pegasus wings, and I want to eat sashimi." Qingchuan said.

The system thought it had heard it wrong, "What?"

"Look at that wing, it's big and strong, it's smeared with spices, a pack of tin foil, and slowly baked. The fish that swims around is sizzling with electricity. , it must be very exciting to eat, the chef's intuition. In fact, the giant bullfrog yesterday was not bad, and the meat quality was very good. But it is an intelligent creature. I can't eat intelligent creatures, which is against the principle, and I don't like bullfrogs very much. ."

"Um... don't you think your thoughts are a little dangerous? Forget the wings, why would you want to eat that weird seahorse head and sturgeon body that looks like an electric eel Something that generates electricity? And you don’t even know if it can be eaten or not, it might be poisonous.”

"First of all, you must be clear about one thing, appearance and taste are not directly related. Secondly, I am from China, and my gene is written with a yearning for food. Finally, after you upgrade, you are not Is there an additional function to randomly detect the elements and energy of something nearby? You can tell if it is poisonous or not."

Qingchuan complained while holding her skirt and running in small steps, "It must have been intentional to throw me in this place, the ice layer of human heads below, and those feathered people in the sky, none of them are worth me at all. To pry the corner. If you can't eat something, it's not worth the price."

"By the way, do you think it is better to make sashimi or steam it?"

The author has something to say:Qingchuan: Sashimi emphasizes taste, and steamed fish emphasizes freshness, so sashimi or steamed fish?