MTL - War in Heaven-Chapter 1367 Special contestants

At midnight, the city was still noisy.

Neon lights continue to shine, and people who have long been accustomed to night life, flow on the dirty steel road.

The design of urban architecture in this era has basically abandoned the concept of "beauty" and only focused on speed and practicality.

Of course, no matter how ugly the building looks, no one cares about these insignificant issues except a few artists and critics.

With the rapid development of technology, almost everyone has become a "dead house". People only need to do everything at home. Even at work, they often get it in the virtual space built by the imaging equipment in the brain.

Humans have become more and more closed. Friends who used to drink and barbecue together can only meet in virtual space now.

It is no exaggeration to say that many people have been completely "insulated" from reality.

Almost everything they know is obtained from the Internet. Occasionally walking on the street, you may even feel the subtle unrealism, as if you have entered another world.

To these people, today is also a bland day.

No one knows that in a world born on a satellite, a **** battle is underway.

"..."

The welcoming robot sitting on the sofa felt the passage of time quietly, and the exact time at this moment in the time zone was 23:57.

The owner of the house was still lying in the game room at this time.

——He once told himself that if after 20 hours in the real world, the game warehouse is still operating, he will cut off the power directly and let him forcibly return to the real world.

Now, the man has spent fourteen hours in the playroom. The length of this game is obviously much longer than that of ordinary passers-by.

Even though the body is sitting on the couch, Frankenstein's consciousness has been watching the scene in the game through the imaging device in the brain. It certainly saw the picture of the "Little Master" fighting. but……

The broadcast from the perspective of Lin Chi and the Terminator has been abruptly interrupted since the master boarded an island and encountered another "child".

— Where did he go?

After the signal was interrupted, the Frankenstein tried hundreds of methods to find the trace of the guy, but still found nothing.

The "War Paradise" server that was easy to break through this time has become a fortified bastion, let alone find the whereabouts of Lin Chi. Frankenstein can't even sneak into the game like usual.

In addition, the information sent by unknown users also made it a little more concerned:

"Are you there? Something to discuss."

A Frankenstein who didn't know who he was, sent a message in the past: "I don't know you."

"Ye is from the Security Bureau, the one who met you this afternoon." The other party responded instantly.

"Anything." Frankenstein's response was as cold as ever.

It has always been hostile to that Security Service agent who knows who he is. But this time, the other party didn't seem to want to oppose himself:

"Do you know" War Paradise "? The special agent sent a message.

"Do not."

"I heard the guy from the Authority say that the man in your family is participating in the game." The special agent changed his voice: "The people in the game seem to be doing something big. To stop them, Grandpa is preparing to enter that game ... "

"Inaccessible," Frankenstein replied.

"But I can go in." The special agent said in a bad tone: "How about, robot, do you need me to bring you in?"

"Why do you help me." The welcome robot sitting on the sofa blinked his eyes.

No matter how he analyzes it, he can't find a reason for the other person to help him. It stands to reason that the special agent should be hunting himself.

"I don't intend to help you." The special agent said anxiously, "I'm from Zhou ... what's up? Oh, Zhou Tianhao heard that the man in your family might be in danger."

"I don't know," the Frankenstein answered coldly.

The special agent did not care about the hostility shown by the Frankenstein, but began to give orders habitually, as when working in the Security Bureau:

"Ye doesn't know that person. It's not easy to find him. Your task is to identify the man and bring him out with me. Understand?"

"I'm not your subordinate."

"Don't worry about those farts ..." The special agent scolded: "How can I watch someone die in the game? If something really happens, Ye's salary will be deducted. Get ready, and I will take you from the Security Bureau. Break into the special port, hurry up! "

...

Five minutes later, the "humanoid monster" wearing a tattered red cloak appeared in the paradise of war for a long time.

Like a few months ago, the Frankenstein was still in that weird outfit, his head was completely covered by the shadow of the hood, showing only two red lights. The body was covered with pale bandages, and several spikes protruded from the arms.

When it appeared in the city of chaos, this set of equipment was still very eye-catching, but in the chaotic "nightmare dynasty" in which various cattle, ghosts, and snakes appeared, the shape of the Frankenstein was not so strange.

"Damn brain-imaging games, Grandpa hates this stuff."

The impatient voice came from the side, and the Frankenstein turned his head, and saw an old vicissitudes man in a ragged cloth standing on his right hand.

The commissioner could not find a flat skin all over his body, and his hair was almost lost. It was not so old that he was more radiant.

Looking at the talking zombie, the Frankenstein slowly nodded: "Thank you."

"Don't talk to me, robots ..." The special agent stared at the cloudy yellow eyes and looked up at the dark sky: "I want to ask, has this always been the case in this game?"

"Uncommon," Frankenstein replied.

The sky of this continent has been covered by thick clouds, and the gray clouds are constantly distorted and deformed, looking a bit like a smirk face, exuding a bit of horror.

Frankenstein, who watched the game live, knows that these clouds formed when Lin Chi and the Terminator duel. If you want to find the two people, go to their previous duel position, you may get some clues.

"Go to the island," said Frankenstein.

"What island? Grandpa doesn't have time to watch the live broadcast." The commissioner asked.

The Frankenstein explained it briefly, and the agent immediately understood what it meant, and nodded: "Good idea, go there and look for the traces they left ..."

A scream of screams interrupted his speech.

The two cast their gazes at the location where the sound came, hurriedly walked towards the abandoned wooden house, slammed the door open, and a thin arm stretched out. then……

"I want to ask ... has this game always been like this?"

Watching that arm dissolve in front of his eyes and turn into a thick red liquid, the special agent repeated the question just now: "What is wrong with this ghost place?"