◎Jumped into the playground on my own initiative◎
"What do you mean?" Long Qingyu retracted his hand. The shape his palm touched was exactly the same as the necklace he had seen. The man should not have lied to him.
But those words sounded a little strange.
"You don't have special powers, do you?" the man said bluntly. "Only people without special powers would be sent here. People with special powers would be useful to them and would never be thrown here."
Long Qingyu seemed to begin to understand what he meant. He glanced at the iron fence not far away and asked, "Who brought us here?"
"This is a base, and there are quite a few people here. But if you want to stay here, the first step is to be controlled by them." The man tapped the collar around his neck. "Every psychic who comes in will be sent to a place for examination, where their abilities are recorded."
"What about people without special abilities?"
"Become their toy," the man said, the only one in the mood to chat with Long Qingyu. He offered his hand, "Zhuo Chengsheng, at least before we die, we can tell each other our names."
"Long Qingyu," he said, shaking the man's hand gently before sitting down next to him. "What do you mean by 'toy'?"
"That iron gate will rise shortly. There's another one on the opposite side, with zombies trapped inside. Our only task is to survive in the playground outside." Zhuo Chengsheng didn't seem particularly afraid of death. Although his words shone with despair, his eyes were resolute, as if some unknown force was supporting him to fight to the end. "This is my first time participating, but I've met people who've participated once and survived in previous detention centers, so I have a general understanding of the rules."
"What rules?" Long Qingyu asked.
Zhuo Chengsheng smiled when he heard this. "You're quite calm and in a good mood to listen to this. Look at that group of people... They seem to have already decided they're going to die. They don't even want to talk."
There are a total of 10 people imprisoned here. Apart from Zhuo Chengsheng, there is only a muscular man who looks relatively calm, with fierce and cold eyes, keeping people at a distance.
It is obvious that he does not want to communicate with others, and there is no possibility of any cooperation.
"If what you said is true, being nervous and afraid will only reduce the probability of survival. At this time, shouldn't we think of a solution?" Long Qingyu had experienced all kinds of crises, but none of them was as desperate as his current situation.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't nervous or worried. It was just that he had developed an instinctive adjustment mechanism. No matter what situation he encountered, he would immediately start looking for a solution.
Zhuo Chengsheng looked at him with admiration, and deliberately lowered his voice, as if he didn't want others to hear: "If we can make it through three rounds, we will be safe for now. We will participate in the lottery next time, and the probability of being selected is not that high."
"Same every round?"
"No, there will be 8 zombies released in the first round, 10 in the second round, and 14 in the third round."
Ten people cannot be sure of defeating eight zombies. After all, living people have a strong fear of zombies. Most of the time, their first reaction will be to hide rather than attack one-on-one.
Zombies are likely to gather in groups. If they surround a lone person, the person who is bitten will mutate into a zombie again.
Or, zombies that just mutated very quickly.
The game becomes increasingly difficult, especially by the third round, when it can almost be said that... the chance of survival is extremely low.
The people who locked them up here didn't seem to plan to let them live long. They just wanted to create a tragic and exciting game for people's entertainment, as if the lives of non-superpowered people were not worth living.
"Sizzle, snap..."
The iron fence was electrified. The mechanism next to it flashed red a few times, then turned green, and the iron fence began to open upwards.
Long Qingyu thought Zhuo Chengsheng was already very powerful, but he didn't expect that the muscular man would be the first to walk to the open exit, as if he was not worried at all about what he was about to face.
He stretched his neck, a fat man, and walked out on his own initiative, completely ignoring the others left behind.
Zhuo Chengsheng also stood up, and Long Qingyu followed immediately.
Before walking out, Zhuo Chengsheng turned his head to look at the group of people still hiding in the dark and trembling: "If you stay here any longer, you will be surrounded by zombies running in, and there will be no place to hide. Do you want to stay here and wait for death, or go out and fight? It's your choice."
After saying that, Zhuo Chengsheng didn't want to waste time on this group of people, so he sped up and rushed out of the narrow space.
The space outside is very large, like a renovated gymnasium. The passages on both sides have iron gates, which are used to lock up living people and zombies respectively.
The muscular man stood in the middle of the field. There were hundreds of people standing in the high seats, all cheering and shouting. There were even people placing bets nearby. They were using casino chips, and most of them were betting on the whole army being wiped out.
"Don't even think about climbing over the fence," Zhuo Chengsheng warned quietly. "See that guy in the southwest? If he presses the remote control, your head will be blown off."
Long Qingyu's eyesight has always been good. He found the person Zhuo Chengsheng mentioned in the crowd. The person was hiding in the corner, holding something that looked like a remote control in his hand, staring at the game field below.
The alarm sounded, and the people watching the battle on both sides became more and more excited. The zombies behind the iron gate on the opposite side couldn't wait to stretch out their bloody hands, wanting to rush out and bite the fresh flesh and blood not far away.
The iron gate slowly rose, and some zombies crawled out from below, running wildly towards the direction where there were living people.
Those who were persuaded by Zhuo Chengsheng to come out and give it a try were frightened and retreated with pale faces.
Long Qingyu raised his hand and grabbed Zhuo Chengsheng's shoulder: "Don't go forward. Those zombies probably didn't mutate at the same time. Use the distance to filter out the fast ones and take care of them first. This will buy time, and you can deal with the slower ones later."
"Brother, this is a good idea!" The muscular man in front turned his head, his expression ferocious, but his tone was full of appreciation.
Among the eight zombies, three were relatively fast, the remaining three were relatively slow, and two seemed to be sleepwalking. As soon as they came out of the gate, they were thrown far away by the zombies in front of them. They were completely not on the same level.
The three of them seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. They kept their distance and ran in three different directions, leading away the three zombies in the front, one each.
The muscular man lived up to his muscular body. He raised his hand and grabbed the zombie's neck, pushed the man to the ground, and smashed his head into a pancake with his bare hands.
The situation was critical and Long Qingyu had no time to take care of others. He quietly looked at the wall next to him, led the zombie to the desired place, jumped to the side nimbly, pushed the zombie's head with his palm and slammed it into the corner of the wall.
It's impossible to kill him with bare hands, but it's not a problem to use some sharp edges.
Zhuo Chengsheng was distracted and saw Long Qingyu's operation. He also learned his method, leading the zombie to the iron gate with sharp edges, holding its head with his bare hands and slamming it upwards quickly.
Those who originally did not dare to go out to fight were hiding in a small corner inside the iron gate. When they saw the zombies approaching, they were led over by Zhuo Chengsheng. They were so scared that they screamed and shrank into the corner desperately.
The three fastest zombies were successfully dealt with, and the remaining slower zombies were also killed by the three of them using the same method. The people who were scared half to death before gradually regained some confidence and came over from the corner to express their willingness to join in and help.
The first round of zombies was successfully killed, and no one was bitten and mutated. Some people in the audience seats above cheered and some cursed. It seemed that the bet was not on whether they could successfully pass the level, but on a more complicated method.
The iron gate on the opposite side had been closed again, and not long after, a new wave of zombies was reloaded.
There are 10 of them this time, and judging by the way they are jostling each other, their speed should be faster than before.
"Be careful, this round isn't going to be easy," the muscular man warned, counting on his fingers. "There's one person I know who was chosen to participate in the game yesterday. He must be the one who got bitten and mutated yesterday."
Long Qingyu was originally wondering where this group of people could find so many zombies to provide them with entertainment. Living people were hard to find, and zombies were probably not easy to catch either.
It turns out that they directly locked up the people who were bitten and mutated in the game and used them for the next game. They were simply making the most of the captured people.
After resting for about fifteen minutes, the alarm sounded again.
The noisy sound made everyone in the playground nervous. Some tried to join in to help, while others chose to hide back in the dark and cramped space like ostriches.
Following the crowd in the audience, Rong Xiao held up the map in his hand and followed the route drawn on it to the outskirts of the playground.
It was as lively as if they were playing some game, and the huge alarm sounded an unignorable presence.
Rong Xiao wiped his hands. Before leaving, he accidentally scratched a splinter when he knocked the man unconscious, and his hand still felt a little painful.
When she left, she also took the man's gun and a fruit knife that was in the drawer and was still stained with juice from the fruit peels.
The people crowded in the auditorium were cheering and shouting like crazy. Rong Xiao had never seen such a scene before. He finally pushed people aside from the corner and found an empty seat to watch.
Everyone here wears a collar and is accustomed to this cruel form of control.
Even though the people fighting the zombies below were living people like them, they didn't care and just enjoyed the fun of gambling as if it had nothing to do with them.
"What is this?" Rong Xiao asked curiously, looking at the man next to him.
She wore a black turtleneck sweater under her shirt, covering her neck so no one noticed she wasn't wearing a neck ring.
The man's attention was focused on the area below, not even turning his head. "First time here? Place your bets on the right. There are several ways to bet. You can bet on how many people can make it through the rounds, or you can bet on how many will survive. Go find the person placing the bets, and he'll explain it to you in detail."
The second round of fighting had just ended in the field below. All ten survivors were fine after the second round without any danger, but they were all exhausted.
When they were frightened to the extreme, the actions of Long Qingyu, Zhuo Chengsheng and the muscular man rescued some people from their fragile fear, making them realize that if they wanted to have a hope of survival, they had to take the initiative to go out and fight.
Long Qingyu, Zhuo Chengsheng and the muscular man were the main forces in the battle. The second wave of zombies released just now moved very quickly. They dealt with five or six of them with their bare hands. They were lucky not to be scratched, as their physical strength was almost depleted.
Less than half an hour after resting, the third round of alarm sounded. Everyone exchanged glances secretly, and even the muscular man who was full of fighting spirit before looked exhausted.
The zombies in the iron gate are restless, and the only thing that can comfort them is fresh blood. The alarm is still sounding, and as long as the warning is over, the iron gate will open again.
"This... is going to be difficult." The muscular man swallowed and clenched his blood-stained hands.
There was a sudden commotion in the stands, and amid roars of terror, someone fell from above onto the playground.
No, it didn't fall, it jumped into the playground on its own initiative.
The man guarding nearby didn't move, as if he wasn't responsible for the life or death of any living creature that entered the playground.
Long Qingyu glanced distractedly in the direction of the noisy commotion, and just in time saw Rong Xiao jumping down from a high place and standing in front of him.
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