Chapter 013 Anchor Simulator

There are still two skills, the first one is "He can use any weapon proficiently". Seeing this, Ji Xu finally understood why there was a location for an arsenal in the folder - he took out the bayonet, and when he looked at it again, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

He seemed to have an innate understanding of what angle to stab to cause the most brutal and most likely bleeding.

Ji Xu pondered for half a second, then suddenly closed his eyes. Without hesitation, he stabbed his right hand with the tip of the knife. The flowerpot in front of him suddenly fell down without wind and rolled onto Ji Xu's fingers.

He opened his eyes and sighed, "I'm just trying, don't worry."

Ji Xu knew what was going on. He originally wanted to use the tip of a knife to blindly poke his fingers to test his control over his body and weapon. This kind of plot is popular in movies not only because it looks cool, but also because it requires sufficient eyesight, knife skills, shorthand ability, sense of space and confidence.

It’s a very simple testing method, and very convenient for Ji Xu—after all, his limbs are a renewable resource to some extent.

The cactus had no idea of ​​the horrible thoughts hidden behind him. After getting the assurance, it weighed the pros and cons for a long time, and rolled back reluctantly, looking back every few steps.

It was the first time that Ji Xu saw such an vivid turning back action. The flowerpot was stumbling and trying for a long time but was still at the starting line. He couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he held down the flowerpot and took out the bayonet, then chose a direction facing the sun and placed the cactus upright.

"You're welcome."

Ji Xu selectively forgot his frightening behavior just now, and considerately poured the remaining half cup of water on it.

Excess water flowed out of the thorns of the flowerpot, and Ji Xu put the cloak underneath and looked back at the second one. This one is very unscientific, but it is very suitable for infrastructure games.

He can change the facilities on the site at will, provided that no one is inside, and it takes eight hours from the modification to the generation.

Anyway, let's not talk about the second one which has nothing to do with science. The first skill of the simulator is very strange. Although the body's instincts will disappear, the knowledge learned during this period is remembered by Ji Xu. He has now mastered the operation of hiding from surveillance and avoiding crowds.

Ji Xu thought about it.

Is the simulator intended to train him into a well-rounded outlaw?

There were too few clues for Ji Xu to guess, and he didn't have any extra curiosity, so he turned back to focus on the more important things at hand. There were five contestants in total, namely Anonymous, 123, abc, Sniper, and Ren Xi.

Well... at least there was a decent person who knew to break down the radicals of the kana into a name to fool him, which is worthy of praise.

He picked up the keyboard again and started typing, preparing to use the forest as the location for his first game.

The tree hole looked at him blankly under the sunlight. "What do you think? The forest is so big. If they do something, it will be difficult to control."

Ji Xu froze, unable to understand: "Cacti have vocal cords?"

The overly obvious shock was protested by the plant in question, "This has nothing to do with mimicry! I'm a chat assistant. I can't soothe my employer's inner trauma by absorbing carbon dioxide and being easy to feed."

...In fact, he prefers the latter.

After what happened just now, Ji Xu no longer had the idea of ​​attacking and comforting Inu Ping. He coughed and circled the location on the bird's-eye view: "Look at the tree species above. The me in the game chose an evergreen broad-leaved forest as the venue. Considering practicality, this is also the choice I would make in real life."

The irregular circle he drew was very large and he clicked on it with his mouse.

"Its advantages are that the vegetation is not high and relatively neat, making it easy to manage, and it is large enough so that the five people will not easily run into each other. After surviving the first few hours, they were all armed in the later stages, and they did not dare to trust each other when they met."

Under this suspicion, Ji Xu divided the map into pieces and gave each person a copy of the surrounding locations as initial props, suggesting that they stop and search for weapons nearby.

He expressed his thoughts, and Shudong listened and pointed out the pain points: "These are not enough to make them fight."

"You're right." Ji Xu followed suit and opened a document full of words.

"So I decided to treat the players as a bonus at the start of the game. They can draw someone's registration information, and when the game starts, weapons and the opponent's movement direction, weapon information, and injury status are randomly placed in the trap."

Ji Xu said this and adjusted the placement of the traps.

"Of course, considering that some people may fail, one point will be added for escaping the trap safely, and four points will be added for injuring the opponent. The conditions for advancement are very simple. You need to get ten points or make the opponent lose the ability to move."

The tree hole said tactfully: "It has to be you."

Its employer is really afraid that these five players won't be able to fight.

The forest trap was almost designed, and Ji Xu began to practice setting it up. He waited until eight hours had passed and went to check out a spot under the cover of night. With a notebook in his hand, he recorded the errors that could not be seen from a bird's eye view while experiencing it, and planned to go back and revise it a few more times.

About a week later, players from all over the world suddenly received a mass email. In addition to the game rules and location, there was also a reminder - the first game would start at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Ji Xu closed his computer and closed his eyes to rest.

At eight o'clock the next morning, five people, three men and two women, stood neatly at the edge of a forest named Yago, looking at each other. On the surface, none of them carried any weapons.

I waited and waited, but the host didn't come.

One of the men with dyed red hair immediately looked at his mortal enemy and said with a fake smile: "I guess you are very well prepared, right? What's your name now?"

The man he was talking to was wearing a shirt and suit pants. He looked like a person in the financial industry. He shook his head and said seriously, "You guessed wrong. I tried to sneak in to investigate in advance, but I was discovered by a drone as soon as I got close to the power grid... This host is a bit scary. I made sure I was cautious enough."

The host was late in arriving, and the two of them started arguing with each other, but they never told each other the names of their registrations - the email rules reminded them that if they received an inquiry card, they could specify the information of a specific contestant, as long as they knew the contestant's name.

The people nearby pricked up their ears and ate the melon happily.

Suddenly, they turned around and heard deliberately heavier footsteps in the woods, the rustling sound of branches and leaves, and a stranger in a black robe walked out.

He lifted his hood, revealing a pure white mask underneath, and his voice was muffled under the mask.

"I'm so sorry, I'm half an hour late."

The host glanced at everyone and continued, "But considering that I came late, perhaps everyone can understand... So, do you want me to force you to take out your hidden weapons, or do you want me to hand them over voluntarily?"