Lu Kuan couldn't sit still.
Lu Kuan stood up.
Lu Kuan's chest rose and fell, as if there was a steam engine installed in his chest.
One breath, one breath, one breath, one breath.
A plume of smoke visible to the naked eye sprayed out of his nose, confirming the turmoil in his heart at this time.
Thirty civilizations and nearly seven hundred years have passed since the collapse of Butterfly Civilization.
He never thought that one day he would see this game board that he hated so much but missed so much.
"Teacher, although you cannot participate in this civilization game after using the alien sanctuary core, the chat channel, storage space, and visiting and gambling games can all be used normally."
Ji Yang carefully leaned out half of his body first, and after confirming Lu Kuan's condition, he immediately shouted mischievously.
Then, Ai Jianfeng, Ai Jianqiang, Zhuo Junfan, Yan Xiaqing, Ouyang Guo, Bai Yiqi, and Su Wei filed in.
Before participating in his first gambling battle, Somo spent his survival points to resurrect everyone from their brain boxes.
A year later, except for Lu Kuan and Ai Jianfeng, who were the first to arrive, the other six people have also successively become dean-level figures in the institute.
At this time, everyone had a smile on their faces, and they were very satisfied with Lu Kuan's current reaction.
"You all know this already?"
Lu Kuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, with a wry smile on his face.
No wonder when we were arranging the schedule yesterday, these guys all shouted that they were going on vacation.
He thought that he was an outdated antique and could no longer participate in the lives of young people. Unexpectedly, this group of guys joined forces to tease him!
"How dare you cooperate with them to tease me."
Lu Kuan was so angry that he punched Qiao Yuansheng in the chest first, then took two steps forward and knocked Ji Yang hard on the head, and finally punched everyone who was standing and watching.
No one hid, because they knew that Lu Kuan would definitely vent his grievances at this time.
"Okay, okay, looking at you, it has been activated for a long time, right?"
"Not very long, just three days ahead of you."
Ji Yang touched his head and said with a smile, "We also have to test whether there are any side effects. If something goes wrong with you, the dean, the lord may have to skin us."
"Teacher, haven't you always envied them for being able to chat on the game panel? You also suspected that they were saying bad things about you behind your back. Now you can do that too. I will drag you into those research groups later to scare them!"
"Go away, don't let me see you today."
Lu Kuan's face darkened.
However, he was indeed quite moved by Ji Yang's proposal.
"Remember to pull me in before you go away. I want to see who dares to say bad things about me."
"Okay."
Ji Yang agreed with a smile, but showed no intention of leaving.
He is still clear about his temper and character as a teacher.
As the first person among the ten people to come into contact with earth players, Lu Kuan's desire for the game board almost overflowed.
And on the surface, he is a person who can tolerate loneliness very well.
But the reality is exactly the opposite. Lu Kuan is very afraid of loneliness. He likes a lively atmosphere more than anyone else. This is the reason why the institute has not been separated yet.
In the hospital's management regulations, Lu Kuan has even used the authority of the dean to add a special rule in advance.
The institute allows research teams to set up branches outside to carry out research tasks, but the headquarters must be located within the main institute.
As long as Tianyuan Research Institute still exists, the scientific research power of Tianyuan territory cannot be separated.
"Mr. Lu, give it a try. This is the vacation gift we have been preparing for a long time to find for you."
"Hum"
Lu Kuan snorted softly, regained his composure, and his expression couldn't help but soften.
I have to say that this gift really satisfied him.
Lu Kuan, who was over 100 years old, couldn't help but get excited when he thought that he would be able to enter the gambling space and see Somo show off his power with his own eyes.
"Xiao Qiao, you are interested."
After speaking in a voice that only two people could hear, Lu Kuan picked up the tortoise shell again.
The prompt that had already appeared pops up again and appears in front of you.
This time Lu Kuan did not hesitate, but clumsily concentrated his thoughts, controlled the movement of the palm-shaped pattern, and gently clicked on the activation button.
Zi.
The game panel instantly dimmed, as if it had crashed.
Just when Lu Kuan was nervously thinking that there was something wrong with his activation, a pleasant sound sounded from the surrounding area, and he was surrounded and hugged.
[Record]: Welcome former Civilization player ‘Lu Kuan’ to reconnect with the Civilization survival game
[Record]: The theme of this civilization survival game is ‘Doomsday Survival’
[Record]: Since your civilization has determined that the game has failed, you will not be eligible to participate in this survival game and cannot use any functions that interfere with the progress of this game.
[Record]: Please do not actively break the game rules, otherwise the game will disable your panel permissions again.
[Record]: I wish you a happy game!
Four years in the wasteland, January 19th.
This day is destined to add a strong mark to the long history of mankind on earth.
From morning to night, everywhere in the New World is filled with an atmosphere that is several times more lively than the Chinese New Year.
From bustling gathering places of millions to small villages with only a few hundred people, from mountain tops thousands of meters high to mines hundreds of meters deep underground, every corner celebrates this historic event in its own way. time.
Humanity is going to win.
Two bets, two chances.
With the foreign race starting to set the rules, they are about to win their first victory!
Dragon flag territory.
Longteng City.
In the center of the city where nearly eight million people gathered, a giant statue made entirely of metal stood in the square.
The statue is nearly twenty meters high, covered in festive red cloth, and surrounded by several circles of colored lights.
The dark crowd crowded into the square, with smiles on their faces and singing folk songs in different languages.
Occasionally, fireworks bloomed from all around, each one like a symbol of human perseverance, causing cheers to rise.
It's been a long time, indeed it's been a long time since I've seen such a lively and festive scene.
On the rooftop of the Public Security Building behind the square, Long Anguo sniffed and hummed softly:
"Before, some people asked whether this would be too high-profile. I think now we are still too conservative and too low-key. If Somo is a foreigner, those guys will definitely worship him as a real god!"< br>
"Not to mention a few statues, it wouldn't be surprising if shrines were built all over the New World to worship him."
A big day.
There are always some people who like to jump out and sing the opposite.
This is annoying, but humans have not yet developed to the point of resolving internal conflicts.
Only when the disaster completely stops, the alien races are completely driven out of the wasteland, and humans completely rebuild civilization in the wasteland, will the dregs left over from the past have a chance to be completely eliminated.
"Lord Dragon, we still have to pass the last level. Are you so sure that Somo will win?"
Someone next to me said it, but from the tone of the words I knew it was a joke.
If this battle of faith is between humans and alien races, the competition will look at the overall ranking.
Even with Soma's distant lead, humans are still slightly behind. But it just so happened that the ‘battle of faith’ arranged by the designer was to compete for the strongest person.
Nowadays, the gap between the second foreigner and Soma is exaggerated to 80 times, which is enough to make anyone feel at ease.
“This is not something I am sure of, it is everyone’s belief.”
A smile appeared on Long Anguo's lips, "Isn't it? The aliens on the front line began to withdraw their troops last night, and now they have voluntarily given up a fifty-kilometer front. This is a result that we have not been able to obtain all winter."
As the saying goes, go up to attack the enemy's army and conquer the enemy's army without fighting.
Fearing that mankind would launch a general attack with the momentum of winning the first gambling battle, Mr. Song, who was in charge of the command, showed extraordinary decisiveness and resolutely chose to cut off the strong men's wrists and forcibly retreat the defense line as a stopgap measure to delay the general attack. Time to break out.
Although humans may still launch a surprise attack at that time, this fifty-kilometer strategic buffer zone can buy the aliens valuable reaction time and preparation time, ensuring that the defeat will not be too ugly.
As for winning?
Twenty-eight people in the Yi Zhan Hui were poisoned to death at one time, leaving only thirty-one people to barely support the situation.
Before recruiting new "traitors", it is no small miracle that the current situation can be prevented from deteriorating rapidly.
"Okay, it's almost half past ten, and the first betting fight will end at twelve o'clock."
"After the unveiling, let everyone go home and prepare to enter the gambling space to watch this crucial battle of faith."
Long Anguo raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch. While giving instructions, he turned around and walked towards the light.
About ten minutes later.
The red cloth was removed by the staff, revealing the entire metal statue.
His handsome face, strong body, and iconic indifferent smile instantly set off the entire square.
The crowd hugged each other excitedly, and the neatly arranged songs resounded through the sky.
"The wind and sand cover the scars of battle, and warriors stand in the ruins. Their eyes are like torches, and their will is stronger than iron and stone!"
"Ask the heroes in the world, who dares to compete with them?"
"Traveling across the four continents, all foreign races will be afraid!"
"Who is this person? His reputation is known everywhere?"
"Human, Soma!"
"Wasteland, real dragon!"
It's a very middle-class ballad, coming from the fanatical Su Chui people in the wasteland.
As the living environment further stabilized, this little song composed by an unknown genius quickly became popular throughout the New World like a wildfire.
Even those blond Westerners who did not understand the Chinese language raised their right fists in the last two sentences and repeated, shouted and roared:
"Human!"
"Suma!"
"Wasteland!"
"Real dragon!"
The sky-shaking shout seemed to disperse the dark clouds that had been gathering in the sky for many days.
The ground-shaking sound made the bonfires beside the square sway in the majestic momentum.
At this moment, no matter which race or language, they all converged into the same belief and the same power.
Dawn is coming.
The day when humans will take root in the wasteland is really coming!
Half past eleven at night.
The game opens the gambling space in advance, inviting all players to enter and watch the final battle of faith.
Lu Kuan and his team, who later received the panel, also received invitations.
Of course, because they do not belong to the earth's civilization, they cannot participate in additional special activities in the gambling battle.
For example, behaviors such as redeeming disaster points for physical objects, betting on a certain player, participating in voting, and interacting with contestants have occurred in the Ten Thousand Paths Controversy.
But for everyone, it is enough to enter the gambling space and watch the game with more than a billion people to enjoy this event.
They didn't dare to ask for anything more, for fear that everything in front of them would be broken like a dream, and they would go back to the dark and cold brain to linger.
"Calm down, it's not like we have never participated in such a big event, why are you excited?"
Lu Kuan was talking, but his body was actually shaking crazily.
As soon as the gambling space opened, he couldn't wait to accept the invitation, and his mind sank into the different space.
At the same time, the game also simultaneously turned on player protection during the game, radiating an entire new continent, including the front lines.
[Record]: It is detected that the current environment has reached the conditions for turning on ‘player protection’.
[Record]: Player protection has been successfully enabled.
[Record]: During the duration of the protection, all creatures in the wasteland will be forced into a friendly state. They will not be able to attack other creatures or destroy creations. Please do not attempt any behavior that exceeds the protection. In serious cases, game permissions will be banned and cancelled. Qualifications for this Civilization game.
[Record]: This protection will last for twenty-four hours, and will disappear automatically after expiration.
Once player protection is turned on, the first thing affected is the Eastern Front.
The sentry on duty shook his head and was shocked to find that the gun in his hand was wrapped in a light yellow cocoon, which looked very magical.
Reach out and grab it.
Although human hands can penetrate the light cocoon, they cannot touch the guns inside, as if they are grabbing the air.
"Damn it, the gun is gone!"
The sentry quickly grabbed the grenade on his waist. Unexpectedly, the grenade was also wrapped in a small cocoon of light.
In fact, he couldn't even hold the saber across his thigh.
"It's a waste of time."
Turning to look to the side, dense spots of light began to light up in the camp, almost lighting up half of the sky.
"This is a game, but we are forced to go in and watch Somo kill everyone?!"
"Haha, that's a good thing. Those soldiers below really want to go in and take a look."
"We can't move, and the foreigners should be even more afraid to move. Why don't we relax the martial law and let them go in and take a look?"
"You have to ask Commander Su about this. We small commanders can't make the decision."
"Coming, coming, Commander Su's command is here. Hurry up and open the tablet to see what he said?"
"Hey, it's a day off, only one-tenth of the people are left on duty, and there is no restriction on entering the gambling space!"
"Hurry up, let me know, there are only twenty minutes left before the show starts."
After confirming that this is a game restriction and not an alien being behind the scenes.
Su Deben immediately decided to leave only one tenth of the people on duty, and all the others would take a day off.
As long as you don't leave the camp, it doesn't matter whether you enter the gambling space or eat, drink and sleep all day long.
The cheers of millions of soldiers rang out from the front lines.
Even though it was a foreign camp fifty kilometers away, one could still feel a wave of fluctuations in the air.
"Alas."
Walking out of the camp, I looked at the bright moon emerging from the dark clouds.
Mr. Song sighed and once again felt the powerlessness of the situation being over.
As long as Soma is standing there, human beings can indeed sing and celebrate proudly:
Ask the heroes in the world, who dares to compete with them?
(End of chapter)