Chapter 4: Death Game
The towering skyscrapers are surrounded by hover cars flying at high speed. The city is prosperous and chaotic under the red and blue neon lights. Under the continuous rain lines, the whole city is shrouded in water vapor.
Area 7, Eden 9, inside the manor.
Blaise had just finished taking a shower, with his light blond hair hanging loosely, and the water droplets that had not been absorbed soaked his dark green robe.
But he was in no mood to pay attention to this matter at the moment.
The lights in the room were off, and several display screens were distributed in an orderly manner, almost covering an entire wall.
Now only three are lit.
Blaise pulled one of them in front of him, and the dialog box was reflected in his emerald green eyes.
He has the highest authority over the website he built. Not only can he easily obtain the other party's IP address, he can also know what the other party is "typing" and what that means specifically.
The Six of Clubs reports work in a concise and impartial manner; the Five of Diamonds likes to talk nonsense, sometimes complaining about the company's unreasonable systems in a dialog box, and then deleting them all; the Tiger doesn't like typing, and often inputs by voice, then deletes and amends it before sending it to him.
On the other side of the Internet, a stranger who did not belong to this website at all and had no idea of his identity and status could tell him without hesitation -
[User 0982]: By the way, I'd like to get two more villas in the central area of District 1, top up 10,000 yuan on my card, and a kitten.
Blaise found this ridiculous.
Is he serious?
If not, why joke with him?
User 0982's rude attitude made Blaze wonder if he had ever had any contact with him.
No, it was precisely because they didn't know each other at all that he dared to be so presumptuous.
After a brief trance, he thought again, maybe he forgot to turn on the website blocking system, which allowed the so-called "computer newbie with no computer knowledge" to break in.
He opened the backend to check and found no signs that the sixteen-digit password had been cracked by external force.
The downtown streets of District 13, a slum within a slum, the device used by the other party was a Double Eagle x776 that was obsolete more than 50 years ago, a government-subsidized machine that even had difficulty running games. How could it be possible to crack his password without leaving any trace?
【flame】：How did you do it?
Ana Shen paused the dancing man and continued to read quickly while talking to Blaise.
[User 0982]: The boss taught me. He asked me to come find you.
【flame】：Who?
[Xiao Huo Juice]: Don’t worry about that, look at my new name, how about it?
There was no movement over there.
[Xiao Huo Juice]: Jiying is hard to buy recently. There is no Lightning Purple, and Dark Night Black is barely acceptable. Of course, if you want, you can give me a computer. I am not picky about this. Anything is fine.
【flame】: Greedy.
【hate flame】：cry cry qaqqq
【hate flame】: I want to study, it’s so difficult, can I ask you if I have any questions?
【flame】：No.
【love flame】：What about now?
[flame]: Why do you think that just by changing your nickname you will let me help you?
【very love flame】: It’s really difficult. If you don’t teach me, I might remain in the dark for my whole life.
【flame】：……
【flame】: You don’t need me.
Shen Yan chuckled.
He is smart and learns quickly, but to be honest, it is difficult for an ordinary person who has little exposure to computers to absorb everything he has just seen in a short period of time.
What's more, this is an imaginary cyber world, and everything has to be learned from scratch.
He finished reading the book in the past two days, and he was able to understand one tenth of it. It was a blessing, and he should be thankful.
The reason why he slid so fast was mainly to make Blaise, who could now barely be called an "honest man", mistakenly believe that he was a computer genius.
Take the opportunity to make friends to facilitate his disguise in the future.
【Epic love flame】: You can monitor the scene here, right?
【Epic love flame】: Waiting.
Shen Yan pulled out the editor and entered the editing program he had prepared long ago. A string of letters, symbols and numbers passed by quickly, and the temperature of the CPU of the old computer rose rapidly.
After a series of calculations, a green error message appeared on the screen.
There were too many viruses on the computer. After the reminder appeared, it flashed twice and then disappeared. The program that had stopped running started running again.
A tiny pixelated flame suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.
Amid the torrent of data, the small flame expanded itself and spread out into a dialog box.
[A bunch of junk programs and old viruses with no aesthetic appeal, is this what you want me to see? ]
The computer's lag showed signs of slowing down, and the viruses that had invaded the computer were cleared away bit by bit under the operation of another person.
The dialog box is still refreshing.
[I don't know who you are, and I don't care what your purpose is, but I advise you not to provoke me again.]
[A cheap trick, so boring that it makes people laugh. ]
Ana Shen reached out and touched the computer.
hiss.
So hot.
He shook his hands, and a burnt smell filled the air. Then he slowly typed on the keyboard.
【My Computer】
[It's going to explode]
【you】
Two words popped up quickly over there: [What? ]
Bang!
Ana Shen didn’t intend to answer him, and indeed couldn’t answer him.
There was a loud bang, the computer caught fire, and black smoke slowly rose.
He immediately covered it with the wet bedding that had been prepared nearby.
The fire was put out before it could spread.
Ana Shen stretched and got up to open the window for ventilation.
I was startled by the midnight wind.
It seems there is nothing to do.
etc.
Ana Shen turned to look at the computer.
This kind of room is not very soundproof. There was such a loud noise just now, why didn’t Ruan Zhixian come?
Going out?
Ana Shen stood by the window in deep thought, looking out, and saw a few drunk hooligans fighting downstairs, and a drunk not far away picked up stones from the ground and threw them at them.
Damn it, I actually forgot about this.
Ana Shen quickly took away the quilt and walked to the nearby electrical appliance recycling station holding the computer.
Then he pretended to be lost and mistakenly entered the "game scene" that Ruan Zhixian had prepared early.
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In Lianhua City, the 13th district where housing prices are soaring, there are many abandoned and unfinished buildings left over from the developers running away with the money.
The cold wind blew through the dilapidated buildings, making a low and hoarse whimpering sound.
The thirteen people who were lured here by an anonymous message listened nervously to the distorted mechanical sound in the recorder.
It’s announcing the rules of the game.
Everyone at the scene had a piece of paper with numbers written on it. Not far away there were thirteen cardboard boxes corresponding to their numbers.
Only one cardboard box was safe, as the other twelve contained small spider bombs. Once they were opened, they would lock onto your head and explode into pieces.
When someone finds the safe box and discovers the safe bomb inside, the other bombs hidden in the box will explode instantly.
The added third rule is interesting and seems to offer more hope.
Among the thirteen boxes, there is a special bomb besides the safety bomb, which is named Lucky Star by the planner of this game.
Open this box, the bomb will bind and explode, and all other bombs will be ineffective.
The last rule is called innocent pardon. When there is only one person left on the field, that person will be automatically judged as the winner without opening the box.
In short, this is a game that will definitely kill people.
The rules were very simple and were read out in less than a minute. After hearing the rules, everyone fell into a strange silence.
Among those present were teachers, businessmen, rich second-generations, and women with children.
They came from different classes and had nothing to do with each other. The only thing they had in common was that they were extremely short of money.
Before today, someone transferred 5,000 star coins into their account, and the terminal received an anonymous message whose source could not be traced.
If you participate in the game, the person who survives in the end can get 10 million star coins.
Too obvious a scam.
They were originally dismissive, but when they received another 50,000 or 100,000 star coins into their accounts, they began to waver.
In the end, no one could resist the temptation to repay the debt, and finally decided to come to the place specified in the information.
"Who's going first?"
The person who spoke was a young man in a yellow jacket. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his eyeballs were shaking abnormally. "Why aren't you talking?"
"Brainless thing."
Bamboo Pole quickly got angry, "What the hell did you say?"
The man in a suit pushed up his glasses and said, "I told you you have no brains. I'm curious, do you really understand the rules of the game?"
Zhugan really didn't understand, but he still said stubbornly: "It's just a gamble of luck, it's as simple as that."
The man in the suit had a sneer on his face, folded his arms and raised his chin high.
Everyone's eyes were focused not far away.
There was a large table with thirteen sharp knives on it.
I saw it when I came here, but no one knew what the knife meant, so no one touched it.
But after listening to the rules, it became clear that this knife had a special meaning attached to it.
A middle-aged man with a hunched body said slowly, "Don't worry, don't worry. There are so many of us. Why don't we introduce ourselves to each other first and get to know each other better? What if we can find a loophole in the rules of the game so that everyone can pass it smoothly?"
Zhugan sneered disdainfully: "How is that possible? Ten million per person, thirteen people is, uh, thirteen ten million. Even Burle can't afford it!"
Burle is the 52nd son of the businessman ranked first on the federal rich list. He is famous for his flamboyant behavior and lavish spending.
The middle-aged man smiled good-naturedly: "What if? Besides, according to what you think, he is a guy who doesn't keep his word. Even if someone passes the customs, the money will not be transferred to your card."
Bamboo Pole: "Old man, I advise you to stop talking, or I will stab you to death first, and then use your body to open the box."
The middle-aged man stopped talking.
Hiding in the crowd, observing their expressions and actions, Ruan Zhixian, who remained silent throughout the entire process, walked silently towards the weapons table.
He picked up a dagger and drew it out. The sharp blade reflected a sharp light in the moonlight.
The crowd, which was already a little restless, was poured with a layer of hot oil.
The man in the suit frowned: "What do you mean?"
Ruan Zhixian made a beautiful knife flower, looked at him and shrugged.
"Don't be so nervous." He sheathed the knife. "Just checking it out."
The child, about fourteen or fifteen years old, standing next to the woman suddenly lost control, ran to the box and reached out to open it.
It was a man with many pierced ears who stopped him.
The man with pierced ears slapped him twice, then threw him to the weak and helpless woman over there, and said impatiently: "Take care of him and don't make trouble here."
"Damn it."
The man in the suit spat.
He has understood that the essence of the game is not luck or fortune, but killing.
If the first person to open the box uses the safety bullet, the others will die, so the others will definitely interfere.
If a lucky star comes out, the person who opens the box will lose his life, which is obviously not the personal wish of the person who opens the box.
A dilemma.
Their number tags are bound to the bomb and can be exchanged. The thirteen numbers correspond to thirteen people. Unless a fourteenth person comes, the box will definitely not be opened.
Unboxing is uncontrollable, what is more controllable is...
Kill them all and use their bodies for experiments.
Those who thought they had seen through the situation easily made up their minds to kill, and while echoing the words of several others, they slowly moved towards the table.
The first person to pick up the knife was Zhugan, the second was the woman closest to the table, and the third was the child next to the woman. The child raised the knife and stabbed the woman heavily, but the woman dodged nimbly and stabbed his arm with her backhand.
The child screamed in pain, and his voice sounded very old.
At this point, the scene became chaotic.
The other few people who had skills and tried to find loopholes from a mechanical and logical perspective fled in fear, trying to convince these people who had lost their minds as they walked.
Ruan Zhixian dodged the dagger of a dwarf disguised as a child and was about to enter the unfinished building as planned when his eyes flashed and he keenly noticed a sneaky shadow not far from the unfinished building.
Shen Yan?
"Stop! Everyone stop! I know what to do!"
The man in the suit also saw the shadow, and immediately shouted to stop these people, and ran towards him.
After a while, the dispirited Shen Yan was caught back.
Ana Shen swallowed her saliva and lowered her eyes, her temperament was cowardly and totally inconsistent with her beautiful appearance.
“I, I didn’t see anything.” His voice was trembling and a little choked. “Please, let me go.”
A pair of feet wearing sneakers stopped in front of Shen Yan.
Then came Ruan Zhixian's emotionless voice.
"Brother, why are you here?"
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