Chapter 024 Anchor Simulator

Perhaps it was because Ren Xi had pretended to be an ordinary person before, and although trying too hard gave people a strange uncanny valley effect, she knew how a person would appear to outsiders when they became a certain role but didn't care. Some of the host's actions gave her a strange sense of detachment.

This show needs a host.

Then he is the host.

Audience? Ratings? Adding more difficulty to the contestants for the sake of show effect?

There is no need, as long as the show exists.

If Anxia boss knew Ren Xi, they would definitely have something in common. Ji Xu's behavior is not crazy. The problem is that he is too normal. His thinking and outlook are no different from those of ordinary people. We can only analyze from his words that he is used to being a leader. But Ji Xu's behavior is not only not utilitarian, but also illogical!

Ji Xu thought he played the game normally, except that he treated a cactus as a dog. It is common for people with different perspectives to have inherent biases in their conversations.

After waiting for Ren Xi's explanation for a long time, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh?"

Ren Xi came back to her senses and pondered the wording, "Because you didn't cover it up. Host, how should I explain? Please forgive my rudeness for now." She had never had such a thick armor in her life for more than 20 years. What was wrong with the workers on the browser? She didn't dare to use the greasy honorifics she searched for.

"The space between you and this world is like the crystal ball you made—" She wasn't sure whether the example was the one Ji Xu was playing with, or the frosted and transparent shell on the outside, "We are all characters you are watching. There is a layer of glass between you and this world, and you are standing outside."

She is not afraid of madmen, because before you see a madman, you know he has lost his mind. But Ji Xu is logically wandering away from the world, which makes people worry that he will go crazy in the future.

Shudong was dying and sat there in shock, shouting in dissatisfaction: "She said you were dissociated!!"

"Not all mental illnesses are your responsibility." Ji Xu flicked the glass ball with his finger and watched it roll all the way to the corner between the desk and the wall. "Also, comfort dogs are not psychologists, so don't make random diagnoses or mistreatments."

No one could hear what the tree hole said, but they could see the host pause for half a second and ruthlessly discard the glass ball he had been picking at. When you think about the fact that he kept the cactus in the ball as a pet, the conversation that he had just praised suddenly became terrifying.

"I really don't regard it as a normal world." Because normal is not what you are now mixing fashionable elements. The Black Zone and the Order Organization are in conflict with each other. If one side is strong, the other side will inevitably decline. Except in literary works, there is no such thing as peaceful coexistence.

"You can think of it as a game. Now, I am a participant and the one who makes the rules."

The conversation ended in tacit agreement, with 90% of the contribution coming from Ren Xi. Ji Xu thought to himself, don't other people find it strange? The only people who left their names on the show were always a few familiar faces. The world is so big, and the other people who supported the show were like non-existent.

This kind of philosophical thinking is very suitable for Shudong. "You haven't appeared on the show many times, so of course only contestants know the host's style."

It should have considered the exit words when it came to this point, after all, it is called a tree hole, not a chat companion.

but.

"The other questioners were scared away by you." That dissociative description immediately gripped the tree hole's heart, and it tried to make Ji Xu feel the world was real. "They thought you would grab people through the Internet to participate in the show."

It sounds like he has become Sadako's version of Grandma Wolf.

Ji Xu was just about to complain when the rhythm of explosions that he had just gotten used to hearing downstairs suddenly took a sharp turn. First there were a lot of crackling sounds. Compared with the previous battlefield-like noises, this time it was as if someone was setting off firecrackers in front of their door. Then there was sudden silence, and even the sound of gunfire was reduced to just a few occasional sounds, with an occasional one and then no response.

The silence was so quiet that it made people suspicious. Ji Xu opened the panoramic view and found that the hundreds of red and blue dots he had deployed a few days ago were not completely wiped out, but more than half of them were killed or injured.

The surviving robots on other floors were rushing on their way, trying to catch up with the four green dots that were running towards the roof.

This scene looks so familiar. Something is wrong. Take another look.

Didn’t he do the same thing in his previous life?

In fact, the four players were in a completely different situation from Ji Xu. When Ji Xu was desperate, he was able to force Anxia boss to come out and provide assistance. The four of them fought hard, but they only had a few minutes of breathing space before they fled with their heads in their hands.

The rubble in the unfinished building had been cleared away at some point and thrown outside through the hole where the window frame was not installed. The four of them supported each other and ran. Their exposed skin was bruised and purple, and it was obvious that they were hit directly by rubber bullets.

abc was half lying on the sniper's back. His injuries were not serious, but he was yawning constantly.

"Thanks to the host for the low concentration of anesthetic bullets," he said, trying to cheer himself up and chat with people, "and thanks to myself for taking an adrenaline shot before coming here."

"When did you shoot?" The sniper was very shocked. No wonder this man could walk after being shot three times.

"I told you it was before I got on the bus," abc said as he slowly closed his eyes and was helped along. He nodded uncontrollably. The sudden feeling of falling woke him up, and he kept repeating the process. He answered the question slowly during his intermittent moments of lucidity, "The host didn't allow me to bring my own equipment, so I had to prepare in advance. This isn't a sports meet, and doping is prohibited."

The experience of bravely entering the two trap houses last time left him with a heart-wrenching realization, and he took painkillers and adrenaline just in time to get on the bus.

"The painkillers haven't worn off yet, otherwise I would have pressed the bruises to relieve my sleepiness," he yawned and changed the subject, "Are the remaining robots coming over soon? How long can they hold out?"

His mortal enemy calculated silently, "In 7 to 10 minutes, they can't use the stairs, so they have to find a landslide to take a detour."

The current situation of this group of people can be traced back to fifteen minutes ago.

At that time, Ji Xu was having a heart-to-heart talk with the audience, specifically, talking about someone who had a mental breakdown. Anyway, no one's attention was on the quartet, so naturally no one noticed that they had done something fancy.

As the sniper retreated while firing, he accidentally discovered that the warehouse in the staircase mezzanine was filled with steel bars and waste wires used for renovation. Perhaps due to some kind of metaphysical influence, after the host bought this piece of land, it has remained in its abandoned state, and has never experienced thieves or vagrants, and the construction supplies that could not be taken away have also been left behind.

Anonymous is the only one among them who can wield steel bars with great power. Her feat of sweeping through robots is awe-inspiring. She leads three temporary teammates who become weak without hot weapons and brains, and finds a place to rest. During this time, 123 makes a suggestion.

At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about the rhetoric and explained in the simplest and most straightforward words: first remove the robot motherboard and battery that the anonymous had broken, then combine them with waste wires to shock the robots until they crash.

I don't understand it, but it feels very powerful. If it succeeds, it seems that robots will be killed all over the ground.

Anonymous and the sniper were moved one after another. ABC insisted on his prejudice, but because he was hit by a tranquilizer bullet and his reaction was slow, he was forced to become the defaulter who did not speak. However, he was mentally retarded, but when he heard that he needed someone to be the bait, his not-so-smart brain quickly woke up and voted 123 to be the bait.

The remaining two people responded one after another, coldly interpreting the meaning of "I'll listen to you, but it doesn't prevent you from taking the lead if something goes wrong" - the kind of plastic teammate relationship that people always say.

The teams were then divided into the following categories.

123 is the bait, trying to attract all the monsters on the entire floor to one place. The sniper is meticulous and is responsible for laying out wires as traps. The most important thing is that the two of them have been enemies before, so everyone is not worried that the two will suddenly cooperate to trap other teammates.

The anonymous lady who could juggle steel bars into wooden sticks was appointed as the rescuer and used her strong arm strength to pull the two men upstairs.

ABC's brain, which was not very smart to begin with, has now rusted. He has become the person who helps Anonymous guard the gate, but he is not very useful. He just needs to shout when he finds an enemy. It doesn't matter if he doesn't shout, because the sniper has placed a steel bar in the distance, and the robot will make a noise when it hits it.

So they split into three groups. Anonymous and ABC went upstairs first and cleared out a safe house. 123 went to gather monsters in a suit. Snipers worked diligently to set traps, dig out batteries and motherboards, and occasionally met a blind robot and raised his hand to knock off its wheels and weapons.

In this way, they cleared out the robots on the entire floor in five minutes, and had the remaining ten minutes to attract the robots on the upper and upper floors, seizing the opportunity to run towards the roof.

After watching the season sequence: "???"

The simulator is so lucky to have NPCs like you.

He became interested and decided to focus on watching the live broadcast, wanting to see who would stand in front of him after all the robots were destroyed.

Then I heard 123, who was used to sowing discord, joking with other contestants: "We are believers vying for favor, fighting non-stop to win God's favor."

The anonymous person, not realizing the subtext, said with disdain: "Whose evil god would pay for medical expenses?"

Others: “…” The originally complicated mood suddenly turned into joy.

123 smiled indifferently. He raised his arm halfway when he remembered that he was not allowed to wear a watch. He touched the headset calmly and said, "I guess you have something to talk about. I'll go pick up the gun."

The sniper frowned and watched him leave in confusion. Suddenly, his shoulders felt light and he turned around. abc shook his head. He took a three-minute nap while they were chatting. He listened to the general idea in a half-awake state and reminded him by pressing his solar plexus.

"Don't listen to anything he says. We only have a few steps left. At this moment, he said that we are believers of the host and actually want to see the host before anyone else."

In the first show, he was just an ordinary host. Now he has been promoted to the human form of the evil god, right? No one saw the numb expression under Ji Xu's mask. He reached out and picked up the cactus and hung it on the waist of his cloak.

Less than half a second after he adjusted his sleeves, there was another fierce gunfight downstairs.

The robots started up suddenly and surrounded the remaining three people. 123, who said he was going to get a gun, did not come back. Anonymous cursed "What's going on", and without changing his expression, he reluctantly broke the robot's arm, lifted the crumbling partition, and found that the originally burnt machine had been replaced with a new motherboard.

"Damn it!" The sniper cursed after being tricked for the second time, "This time I helped him dig a hole for himself."

ABC, who was used to being cheated, showed extraordinary calmness. "In any case, his previous estimate was not wrong. The pursuit upstairs and downstairs will take several minutes. These robots will not last long. Their damage is less than other machines, which does not mean they can be used all the time."

He raised his head, his sight seemed to pass through the concrete and cement, falling on a room on a certain floor where everyone was waiting. He murmured, "I don't dare to do anything tricky at all...Rather than killing them all, I actually want to be the first to see the host."