Chapter 1 I am an invincible and unlucky protagonist
“Bang” “Bang” “Bang” “Bang”
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“Bang” “Bang— —"
It was the early morning of New Year's Day, and there was the sound of something breaking next to the first hospital building. No more, no less, exactly eighteen times.
And after these eighteen sounds, when everyone looked to the ground again, they found that eighteen flower pots were broken into pieces on the ground next to the building.
The body was shattered into pieces, and it was obvious at a glance that he had fallen from a high-rise building.
And these eighteen shattered flower pots were strangely connected into a crooked straight line. At the end of the straight line stood a young man in a white coat.
Gu Mian, male, 22 years old, is a surgical intern at Lianhua Hospital. Everyone likes to call him Dr. Gu.
Of course, he also has an even more popular nickname - Tiansha Lone Star.
Gu Mian came from an orphanage. He was over 1.8 meters tall and had a face that a rich woman would be happy to take care of. He was supposed to be the future flower of the motherland, but this flower was almost ruined by his own weird luck.
He has experienced all the little things such as car accidents, explosions, shipwrecks, and food poisoning, and of course there are more extreme ones.
For example, eighteen flower pots fall down continuously.
Gu Mian patted his white coat and looked up at the eighteen flowerpots that missed his head: "Everyone, please disperse, there is nothing to see."
Around The passers-by were obviously frightened by the eighteen smashed flower pots.
After a long time, an old man frowned and said: "How can we forget it? This is murder!"
Gu Mian sighed, if this is considered murder, then what he has experienced since birth Every day is a living "Jing Ke assassinating Qin".
Train derailment, twenty-eight cars rear-ending each other, natural gas leaks, gas explosions, murderous landlords...
He has experienced them all.
So it’s not too much to have eighteen flower pots smashed down on your head, right?
Gu Mian finally managed to calm the panicked passers-by, but she was caught off guard by life's next assassination at the corner.
He is used to it, because he knows that there is an assassin waiting for an opportunity at every corner.
It was an assassin who was five meters long, one and a half meters tall, with huge eyes, and looked like a van - that seemed to be a van.
This square car rushed out from behind the corner, speeding straight towards Gu Mian like it had eyes, without any intention of stopping.
Its red headlights are like glaring eyes, and the sharp horn is blaring, as if the driver in the driver's seat is using all his strength to slap the horn.
Here comes the car accident assassination.
Seeing this angry-looking van, all the patients and family members on the street immediately ran to the side in a hurry; there was even a patient who injured his leg and healed without medicine. The man threw away his crutches and took He jumped into the flower bed next to him like he was sprinting for a marathon, which is a medical miracle.
"Run!" At this time, someone noticed the doctor who was on the path of the van.
Gu Mian also wanted to escape.
But many years of experience in being assassinated told him that if he escaped early, the out-of-control car would definitely make a bizarre turn on the road and continue to drift toward him.
People watched helplessly as the out-of-control car rushed towards a doctor who seemed to be stunned.
But the expected situation of blood and flesh did not appear.
I saw that this doctor was very skilled. Just when the car was about to hit him, he actually used a light skill similar to Lingbo Weibu - to put it simply, it means jumping back.
Gu Mian's jump turned the upcoming intimate contact into a passing one.
The people around him were so shocked that they all flinched.
Cars whizzed by in front of me.
Gu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, and then repeated the words he had repeated countless times to the people beside him: "Okay, okay, there's nothing to see, just leave."
The crowd dispersed very quickly this time. Everyone seemed to smell the unlucky smell in the air, and they scattered away one after another for fear that they might be contaminated by bad luck accidentally.
At this time, the broken van had rushed out ten meters away, and finally stopped. A fat man rolled down from it, sweating profusely, and he should be the driver.
"I'm sorry, little brother!" The fat man ran over panting and apologized, "This old car suddenly can't stop."
Obviously the fat man himself was greatly frightened, but he still quickly ran over to see if Gu Mian was injured.
After seeing that the person was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look up at the face of the doctor who was almost killed by him.
Unexpectedly, the doctor who almost died unexpectedly did not feel weak at all. He was still calm and calm, as if he was sure that the car that hit him and killed him would be a car.
The fat man choked.
Is this not a doctor, but a lunatic who stole a white coat and ran away?
Gu Mian's eyes wandered around the fat man's mysterious expression. He had no intention of asking for mental damages. He patted his white coat and said, "If nothing happens, I'll leave first." "Something happens, something happens." Gu Mian As soon as he turned around, he was grabbed by the fat man, "Little brother, are you really not going to do a check-up or something?"
Gu Mian shook his head, not at all.
After getting his negative answer, the fat man hesitated and said: "Okay, little brother, do you know which building the neurosurgery is on? A girl called and said that the wash basin in the psychiatric surgery office fell off. Come down, I’m here to repair the wash basin.”
Although I almost hit someone just now, I still haven’t forgotten my job.
Gu Mian stopped and looked at him: "I'll take you there just in time."
The fat man immediately returned to his car and took out his tool bag: "You are really the most reasonable victim I have ever seen. "
Gu Mian: "..."
The fat man followed Gu Mian into the first hospital building and came to the elevator.
This big fat man doesn’t look weak at all. There is an impact drill of about one and a half meters in his hand bag, which seems to weigh about ten kilograms.
The handle of the electric drill was wrapped with a piece of newspaper, probably to keep it tidy. I don’t know what age the newspaper was, as it had begun to turn yellow.
Gu Mian could vaguely see a title from Novo University above -
"A fire broke out in a junior high school class of a certain university, and twenty-nine people were killed."
At this time, the elevator Having already come down, Gu Mian put her feet up and the fat man quickly followed.
Neurosurgery was on the 18th floor. Gu Mian reached out and pressed the button for the 18th floor.
A doctor and a fat man seem to have nothing to talk about.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the elevator suddenly became strange.
But Gu Mian soon realized that this atmosphere was nothing, because something even weirder was behind it.
A black translucent panel suddenly appeared in front of him. It was not the system in the novel.
Because at this time, a few lines of incomprehensible words were popping up on the panel.
[Welcome to the Global Evolution Game, this game is initiated by the earth, and the players are all human beings]
[After testing, 99% of humans in the world do not meet the standard specifications of cosmic organisms. This game aims to pass Games help humans evolve]
[The earth has now become a large-scale survival In the game, countless dungeon ticket booths will be generated around the world. Players can go to the ticket kiosks to randomly match the dungeons. Completing the dungeons can improve their own quality, etc.]
[When the overall quality of the remaining humans reaches the standard, this game will automatically close]
[Click to enter the game]
Gu Mian's brain circuit has long been poisoned by life and is different from normal people. At this time, he became excited and glanced sideways at the fat man next to him. Sure enough, there was a panel in front of the fat man.
But something seems different...
Gu Mian has good eyesight, of course to prevent strange assassinations from life.
I saw that Fatty’s panel was very different from his!
There are a few lines before [Click to enter the game].
[If the player dies in the copy, he will not actually die, but he will lose certain personal items, including attribute points, etc.]
[The pain level in the game will not be reduced, and the coma protection mechanism will still exist]
< br>Although there are only a few more lines, the content is quite different.
"There will be no real death..."
This is to let players around the world play the game happily.
Wait, why don't I have these lines?
It means that when other players die in the dungeon, they are all pretending to be dead, but if it were you, they would be really dead?
Have I gone to such a crazy point in order to kill myself?
As if he was afraid of something unexpected happening, soon, two lines of words were refreshed on the panel in front of him.
【The game program is starting...】
【Loading...】
Today is a good day...
(End of this chapter)