MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 13 King Shen

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Su Heting swiped the phone page, wanting to see the live game, but his phone was too old, and the page was stuck for a long time.

The monk watched the cat frantically press the phone screen, then frowned and threw it into his pocket.

Monk: "..."

This kid is too irritable.

Su Heting walked into the crowded street and asked the monk, "Are you going to the stadium with me?"

"Yeah," the monk was puzzled by the question, and touched his bald head, "I must go with you, otherwise I won't be able to do business if you get killed during the competition."

"I don't know if I will be killed, but you will definitely be recognized." Su Heting looked back at his bald head, "Put on a wig, old man."

***

Although the Colosseum was built in imitation of the Roman Colosseum, the auditorium design is not ordinary. In order to ensure an immersive experience on site, the seats of the audience are all sunken, and the head position is covered with electrodes.

This circular electrode is a non-implantable brain-computer interface with limited functions. It can only provide sensory stimulation for live audiences and cannot connect to other networks.

When the game starts, the audience just lie down and shout. But for the players, the battle starts from the moment the brain-computer interface is connected. Because the field of view of the players will be inverted, they must adapt to the upside-down world.

The monk was quite curious about the game: "Can you see the live barrage during the game?"

"Divided into time periods," Su Heting said, "Generally, when the fight reaches its peak, barrage will be released."

The barrage does not float past the players' eyes, but instead becomes a flood, emerging from above and directly submerging the virtual arena.

When Su Heting thought of the game barrage, he only remembered the sentence "Kill him".

This is a high-frequency word on the barrage, and it is also a way for the audience to vent their emotions. They often instigate and incite players to kill, even though they all know that players who die in the game will actually die.

"I have watched a few games," the monk tried to find a topic, "I watched it on the Internet...some videos seem to be more expensive?"

"Oh," Su Heting has already seen the Colosseum, "the price of game videos with death will be higher, and some people will buy them for collection."

The monk was speechless for a moment.

In fact, he doesn't watch the games very much, because his life is tight, and the wages of the armed group are only enough for food and clothing. But he thought that the black market would at least ensure the safety of the players, even though these players were all commodities displayed in the Colosseum.

The monk felt that the competition was inhumane, but he couldn't say anything. The dogma he believed in told him not to complain about anything in the new world, especially about splicing people.

The monk is a survivor, as long as the rules of the new world do not treat survivors harshly, he is silent.

Su Heting brushed his tail at the door to check his identity information. Two seconds later, the passageway opened, and he entered without looking at the monk.

The warm-up of the Colosseum is effective, and there is still half an hour before the game, and the venue is already full. The attendants shuttled through the auditorium, gently and patiently reminding the audience to cover up with thin blankets. The temperature in the arena is a bit low today. They carried trays and served wine and mushroom snacks to the audience.

"It's so early today!" The manager saw Su Heting and got up to greet him, "You can go to the box to rest first, the game is still a while away."

Su Heting cut to the chase: "Has King Shen come?"

"In the waiting area," the manager blocked the staff in front of Su Heting, and gradually increased his volume in the music in the venue, "King Shen will be here at five o'clock!"

"Shen-Wang!"

Someone shouted at the scene.

"King Shen!" The heavily made-up clown suddenly appeared. He hovered in the center and snapped his fingers, attracting the audience's attention: "Friends in the audience, that's right, tonight's contestant is the much-anticipated King Shen!"

The cheers on the scene sounded instantly, King Shen was more popular than Titan.

The clown presided over the situation and made a gesture of listening: "We have all heard about his record, but I must reiterate it to you. Dear audience friends, King Shen's points ranking this month is - first!"

The on-site projection turned into a points ranking list, and Shen Wang won the audience. His name was tripled, occupying almost half of the list. The shouts of the audience were detonated, and they fell into a frenzy in the shadows, worshiping King Shen as if he was a savior who could save all sentient beings.

At the bottom of the standings, Su Heting saw a "cat cub", which was as small as his fist.

"Welcome King Shen!" The clown waved his arm.

The on-site projection "bang" turned into a virtual salute, and the camera cut to King Shen in the waiting area.

unexpected.

Shen Wang is a player who weighs more than two hundred catties.

"Don't underestimate him," the manager introduced to Su Heting amidst the noise, "When you connect the brain-computer interface, you can see his whole picture, but he—"

"He is the most mysterious player," the host pretended to be profound, and led the audience to review the past. "He often changed implants, and only 'Cold Snake' was his eternal symbol. He once tore open the opponent's body, regards blood as a tribute to the strong. He also used his feet to crush the opponent's head, and regarded death as a reward for the game..."

"Pay attention to his legs," the manager raced against the clock, and was still telling Su Heting, "When you see his avatar later, don't be fooled by his snake! Your speed is so fast, it's an advantage, and it's best to get rid of it within five minutes." He, in five minutes he'll be in the zone, and then—"

"My friends, I believe that there will never be any player who knows the art of fighting better than Shen Wang, not even the cat cubs tonight." The camera under the command of the host interrupted the manager's words. He cupped his face again and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "He's still so cute!"

Cute is not a good word here.

Su Heting didn't take off his hood under all the attention, but the camera showed his tail.

"The cat is ranked 30th in points this month. Thirty is a good number. It means unlimited potential. The cat has won four games in a row this month, and each game has been played beautifully. The prep slam king Titan was once defeated by him. He fell off the horse, and tonight, he will face the real slam king, I am looking forward to it!"

Su Heting didn't listen to the host's nonsense anymore, nor did he listen to the manager's advice. He looked over the waiting area and looked at King Shen.

King Shen was sitting slumped on the recliner, panting for breath. He seemed to be afraid of the heat, with an ice pack on his waist. He kept fanning with his hands, and his forehead was still sweating profusely.

Pay attention to his legs.

Su Heting remembered this reminder. He looked down and saw that King Shen's legs were covered by a white cloth.

***

Jiali was thinking about the game at the booth, and the hermit rushed over without putting down his things. He hugged the robe and moved to Jiali's side, asking, "Who is the boss?"

"I don't know," Jiali made room for him, "Didn't he write his name? You can check it."

"The problem is that I checked," the hermit clicked on the page, "there is no information."

Vote one million ID for the kitten called "Asura".

Jiali also wondered: "I have never heard of it...it should be a fake name."

The name doesn't sound like Big Boss.

The hermit said, "Perhaps because you don't want to offend Wei Zhixin? Create a fake name."

"He voted for kittens," Jiali stroked her temples with her fingers, "and—"

When Jiali's voice fell, "Shen Wang"'s attention was moved. The name "Wei Zhixin" rose with the bet, and the bet amount soared all the way to three million. However, as soon as he moved, the name "Asura" also moved, as if provocative, and Asura's bet was more "1" than Wei Zhixin.

Jiali struggled to finish her words, "...Are you afraid of Wei Zhixin?"

hermit:"…"

How much does this guy bother Wei Zhixin? ? ?

Su Heting didn't know anything about the off-court competition. He didn't see what was so great about King Shen's legs, but he guessed that King Shen was prepared today.

King Shen was not nervous, and he didn't even give Su Heting a look. He was too fat to get up and needed a manager to push him onto the field. He continued to pant during this process, as if sitting was also exhausting his energy.

The manager pushed away the back of Shen Wang's neck, and the referee checked it. The referee bent down to check carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem with Shen Wang's brain-computer interface, he made a "" gesture towards the camera.

"Two players, please take their seats." The clown lowered his hands, as if he was presiding over a car race, and raised them sharply, "Ready for the countdown—ten, nine..."

The hologram prepares, and the audience holds their breath.

Su Heting switched the tip of the tail and inserted it into the field interface. The familiar stimulating signal spread all over his body in a second, he was so stimulated that he shook his cat ears and opened his eyes slightly.

"one!"

The virtual arena popped open in an instant, and the ghost car bird ① roared out, flying past everyone's eyes with a psychedelic blur.

The scene was slowly turned upside down, and the rain on the ground surged, like hot magma, overflowing the players' ankles.

When the ghost car bird stopped at the edge of the arena, the whole scene was completely turned upside down. Its nine heads protrude from above and turn around 360 degrees, monitoring the arena in real time.

"King Shen..."

Countless people are calling.

Su Heting's feet trembled, and then he heard the sound of the ground cracking. The sound of ground cracking came from the end, it was a tooth-piercing "cracking" sound.

King Shen walked very slowly. He walked out of the darkness, and stopped under the upside-down ghost car bird with a "boom". The body that was more than ten meters high almost blocked Su Heting's line of sight, and also blocked the live broadcast camera.

King Shen yawned big. He clapped his hands, his whole body trembling. However, this was not over yet, as he clapped his hands, his belly that reached down to his calves was pushed, and two long snakes with white armor poked out their heads, circled around his body, and finally stood erect on both sides of his left and right hands.

"Cat..." His voice was loud and deep, like a giant tank being beaten. It's just that the speaking speed is very slow, as if saving effort: "Go... ah..."

The two snakes with the thickness of a human waist spit out their cores.

"If you don't... go up," King Shen stretched out his foot, stomped the ground, splashed the water, and was irritable, "there's no chance... chance!"

But Su Heting didn't move.

His eyes were fixed on King Shen's calf, where one wrote "Giant Spirit Race" and the other read "Entry and Exit Safe".

— Weird.

That's the Titan's leg.

A pair of unmodified meat legs.

The author has something to say:

①Ghost car bird: Nine heads, scarlet eyes, it will fly out from the sleeve of the mysterious old monk when the game starts, it is only known as the supervision setting of the Colosseum game. ——"Punctual Sniper Strange Records"

①-1 Setting inspiration: "Youyang Zazu" "It is said that there were ten songs of this bird in the past, which can absorb human souls, and one song was devoured by dogs."

②Shen Wang: At present, only part of the information unlocked in this chapter is known. ——"Punctual Sniper Strange Records"

②-1 Setting inspiration: "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu" "Shen Wang is obese, his belly sags to his lower abdomen, and every time he travels, he wraps his abdomen with white silk. When it's hot in summer, I can't breathe .Xuanzong gave two cold snakes to Shen Wang. Shen Wang put the cold snakes in the meat ditch in summer, so he doesn’t feel bored and hot.”

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