Chapter 181 Night falls, headshots on the street
Su Ming took the elevator downstairs and came to the Gray City chain supermarket.
I bought a bunch of things like compressed biscuits, mineral water, ham sausages and the like.
A wave of shopping, spending up to more than 100 yuan.
The supermarket cashier smiled and said to him: "Sir, you have spent more than 100 yuan in our Gray City chain supermarket."
"Has been automatically upgraded to member level 1 of Gray City Supermarket Chain!"
"You can enjoy a discount of up to 19% off on your subsequent purchases in our supermarket!"
"To upgrade to membership level 2, you only need to spend another 200 yuan!"
"This is your membership card, please keep it!"
Su Ming took the membership card with the Gray City supermarket chain printed on it.
He ignored the limited-time activity the cashier recommended to him, "Recharge 1,000 yuan and your membership level will be immediately upgraded to lv.5."
The total money he has now is less than 500 yuan.
Return to room 404 again.
Su Ming divided the food among Zhan Shen and others.
He continued: "Just stay in your room and don't come out at night."
"And the black and white TV in the living room and the blank portrait, don't touch it during the day."
Although I know that these three players are not the kind of people who want to die.
But out of a serious and responsible attitude, he emphasized it again just in case.
Important things need to be said several times before they can be remembered more clearly.
It's evening.
Bedroom one.
The standing god stood by the window.
Watching the sun set from the horizon and a full moon rising from the horizon, the moonlight set and dyed the small town gray. Perhaps this is the origin of the name Gray City.
The station god looked up at the moon in the night sky, and he always felt something was wrong. The full moon in reality would give people a feeling of beauty and completeness, and it was a symbol of happiness and reunion, but this full moon here only gave people the feeling of being gloomy and cold. .
He stared at the full moon carefully and realized that it was a matter of color. The normal moon is bright and silvery white, but the full moon in the night sky was as pale as paper, and could still be faintly seen. , this full moon is covered with thin lines, like wrinkles on an old man's face.
He is getting old, and the lifeless energy of approaching old age is constantly overflowing from the pale full moon.
The moon seems to be dying.
After death, people will turn into corpses and ghosts. What will the moon become after death?
Just thinking about it is deeply unsettling.
I hope this happens after they leave here.
Pedestrians began to appear on the street. At first there were only a few scattered people, but gradually there were more people. Generally speaking, it was normal.
Touch——
Suddenly, a dull sound of watermelon bursting came from below.
Without any warning, one of the pedestrians' head exploded, gray liquid splashed onto the surrounding pedestrians, and his body fell straight backwards.
Other pedestrians seemed to have become accustomed to this, and they just quickened their pace to avoid the headless body lying on the ground.
Soon, several uniformed cleaners came over in small cars and dragged away the headless body. Then they mopped the crime scene as if nothing had happened.
This kind of thing happened several times in a row, and I couldn't understand what the pattern was and why those people's heads exploded.
It's as if there is a mysterious force that randomly selects a lucky person among the pedestrians on the street and makes his head explode.
Doesn't this mean that if people like me step onto the streets at night, our heads may explode at any time?
But if you want to clear the game, you need to go out to make money. The shops outside only recruit people for the night shift, so you have to go out.
It would be too frustrating to die in such an unknown way.
The station god was a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't need to set foot on this street to face this situation.
I don’t know what Su Ming plans to do. He may have a way to deal with this situation!
Click - the sound of the door opening came from next door, followed by the sound of leaving footsteps.
Su Ming should have left the room and started taking action.
When the station god thought this, he felt a little bit ashamed. He was obviously a teammate who came in together, but he was sitting back and enjoying the benefits. It really shouldn't be allowed for Su Ming to go out and take risks alone.
Hope everything goes well!
He focused on the exit of the residential tower. After a few minutes, a familiar figure walked out of the residential tower and came to the street. This figure was Su Ming.
He focused on Su Ming and saw him walking quickly towards the other end.
What is Mr. Su Ming going to do?
He should have seen the reason why those pedestrians' heads exploded, and would not easily follow in those pedestrians' footsteps.
Touch——
Another head exploded.
Hearing this, I was shocked.
Then another sigh of relief.
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The pedestrian whose head exploded was not Mr. Su Ming, but the one next to him.
Fortunately, my worries are unfounded.
How could a player as powerful as Mr. Su Ming fall down in a place like this?
He is a man who can defeat even that puppet.
Finally, Su Ming stopped in front of the Star Internet Cafe.
"It seems that this Internet cafe is a very critical place. Does the boss want to apply for a job as a network administrator to make money? Or do you have other ideas?"
However, just when Su Ming was about to enter the Starry Sky Internet Cafe.
Touch——
There was another muffled sound, and his head exploded!
The station god's eyes widened, and his mind was buzzing.
Boss Su Ming's head exploded?
Just exploded like that?
His face was almost pressed against the window, staring at the headless body that slowly fell.
He shook his head wildly: "No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible! How could Mr. Su Ming die so easily? It must be fake!"
Although he said this, he still stared at the headless body at the door of the Internet cafe.
Soon, the cleaners arrived, cleaned the scene, and took away Su Ming's headless body.
Zhan Shen carefully recalled what had just happened, feeling that his mind was still buzzing. The thing happened so suddenly that his thoughts were a little confused and disordered.
If it is fake, then why is it exactly the same as Mr. Su Ming? In his opinion, there is almost no difference?
What the hell is going on?
Full of worries and questions, Station God just wanted this night to pass quickly.
In the other two bedrooms, Zhang Tieshu, like the God of War, was observing the situation outside by the window. He was also shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.
He also came to the same conclusion as Zhan Shen, that is, it is basically impossible for Mr. Su Ming to die so easily.
Logically speaking, with Su Ming's strength, he must have life-saving trump cards. How could he die so hastily without even revealing any of his trump cards?
This goes against common sense and logic.
But even so, you still have to worry when you should.
The night in this dungeon is really too dangerous. Just walking on the street, there will be a headshot crisis coming out of nowhere.
It's what they see now, and it's completely conceivable that there must be more terrifying dangers in places they can't see.
The only temporarily safe place in this copy is probably the bedroom where the three of me are currently staying.
Unlike Zhan Shen and Zhang Tieshu, patients with anxiety disorder don’t have so many worries.
He lay directly on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and began to try to fall asleep, regardless of anything else.
Anyway, according to what Boss Su Ming said, he only needs to stay in the bedroom and there is nothing else to do.
Then just cover your head and sleep.
(End of chapter)