It is different from Somo who is in the vast sea and has his own place to stand.
Other contestants who entered this sea area were not so lucky.
Everyone was roughly thrown into the sea water and could only passively float up and down with the waves.
Some unlucky ones who were not good at water almost chose to surrender because of this. Fortunately, the game did not fail and gave these people a life preserver.
Otherwise, thousands of people would have to be eliminated in the preparation stage alone before the game even started.
"What are you doing? Why is this preparation space on the sea? Isn't this just kidding us?"
"Damn it, look at the game board. It says that we have to establish faith or find something in the gambling space. Only by having faith can we know the location of the island where faith belongs in this space, otherwise we can only float!"
"Then we can just stay in the gambling space instead of coming to this space! Okay?"
"No, it said again that as long as we fall asleep, we will come here automatically."
"Fuck, doesn't that mean we have to gamble during the day. Struggling in a small space and soaking in water at night?”
"It seems like this. Who the hell can withstand this? I've only been soaking for ten minutes and I feel like I'm going to die!"
"I'm so hot and thirsty. Can someone give me a sip of water?" "
"I quit, I want to surrender! I won't play anymore!"
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Although the game issued a lifebuoy to help some unlucky people who are not good at water. , but one after another some people began to choose to quit, not wanting to suffer this inhuman torture.
They came here to hang out for a long time, and they planned to stay safe and stable in the gambling space for a year.
After one year, human development in the wasteland will definitely become more stable.
If you go out at this time, you can enjoy the fruits of other people's labor.
However, as he said, the person who surrendered happily confirmed the second prompt of the game.
A new prompt floated out from the game panel, making these people stunned!
[Record]: You have chosen to surrender, so you will not be able to leave this space until the gambling battle ends!
“Fuck, you can’t leave here even if you surrender? Do you have to float on the sea for a year?”
“Oh my god, I’ve only been soaking for half an hour and I feel like I’m going to die. "Wouldn't it cost me my life to let me soak for a year?"
"What's going on? Can't you send us out before the gambling fight has started? I don't want to stay here anymore!"
"Hahaha, you idiots who want to kill time have finally mastered the game."
"I knew that if the game didn't limit the quality of the people who came in this time, it would definitely not let you hang out here so easily."
"It's scary. Fortunately, I hesitated just now, otherwise I would have to do it now." Soaked in the water for a year.”
The survivors floating on the sea felt very proud when they saw someone worse off than themselves.
Especially when looking at the pale-faced surrenderers, they felt that their whole bodies seemed to be smoother.
That’s true. As long as others are worse off than you are, you will feel good.
However, the tragic experience of the surrenderers, although it interrupted some people's thoughts, also made more people panic.
As expected, if you participate in a gambling fight with the idea of just dawdling, you will never receive any preferential treatment in the game.
If they don’t want to float on the sea for the next year, they must at least find a piece of land.
Even if you can't stand it anymore, you can still ensure that this year will be a little more comfortable.
In addition to the different environments, the routes of ordinary survivors are also completely different from Somo.
In the endless ocean, a man dressed in black floated on a lifebuoy, panting and looking at the panel to distract himself.
Around him, there were many survivors wearing clothes of other colors, but these people performed much better than the man in black.
After all, the threat from the sea is not just about poor water quality. Many people are afraid of the ocean, and more importantly, they are afraid of the boundless emptiness.
Here, time has no meaning and space has no meaning.
Looking up, there are black and blue water waves floating up and down everywhere.
When you look down, you will see that the water is pitch black and bottomless. Anyone with a stronger imagination will torture themselves.
"Start with the Believer route?"
The man in black whispered, his attention gradually focused on the description of the game panel.
According to the game introduction, there are three different directions for the route and camp that players can choose this time.
The first is the believer route.
This is the most basic route. Everyone can choose before entering, which is equivalent to choosing their own camp.
Once the camp is selected, it cannot be changed.
In the future, when the battle of faith begins, the rewards you can obtain will also be determined by the height that the camp can reach.
The second is the unbeliever route.
This is an advanced route. Just looking at the literal meaning seems to conflict with this battle of faith.
But this is not the case. Unbelievers do not have no faith, but they firmly believe in themselves.
The game indicates that if you choose this route and successfully destroy the three beliefs, you will have the opportunity to open a hidden route.
The path of the gods.
That is to say, you become a god, form your own camp, and participate in the final battle of faith.
It’s just that the literal description is so abnormal, you can imagine how difficult it is to actually implement it.
It is difficult for ordinary survivors to find a camp that can enter the finals, let alone destroying three faiths and forming a faith that can go to the end.
The third type is the route that common believers love to hear.
Once you become a common believer, you will not choose a certain camp and will become a free person to a certain extent.
In this process, players will not be restricted by belief, but they will not enjoy the final victory reward.
This is a soy sauce route prepared by the game for individual players to send some people who are dawdling away from the fighting circle.
"There are three routes. It seems that only the first one can be chosen."
The man in black was speechless.
Both the unbelievers and the common believers go to extremes and are not suitable for players who want to participate in the final battle. Moreover, it is simply an impossible task for the unbelievers.
Especially for players who have tasted the rewards of the first Ten Thousand Paths Battle, it is completely equivalent to having only one way left to go.
“Well, I can only hope that this time my luck will be as good as last time!”
After quickly choosing a route, the man in black raised his head and saw that it was Guan Mao whom Somo met at the beginning last time.
As one of the scattered people who gained the most from the Ten Thousand Paths War, Blazing Fire Territory has expanded the size of its territory from hundreds of thousands to more than two million people with the help of Guan Mao and Zhang Jun's supplies.
And this time, their purpose is also very simple.
Find Somo as soon as possible and see if it can be the same as last time. Somo eats meat and they drink some soup and water.
"Maomao, have you chosen your route?" Zhang Jun explored the surrounding area and swam back using both hands and feet.
Strange to say.
Apart from the scorching sun that makes people dizzy, there are no living creatures underwater in this ocean.
This makes the idea of a group of people wanting to eat their fill in the sea reduced to empty talk. Fortunately, most of the survivors had eaten before coming in, so they didn't have to worry about meals for more than ten hours.
“We have chosen the believer route and see if we can find Su Shen and share the same faith with him.”
"Hey, Su Shen should choose the unbeliever route, right?"
Zhang Jun's words were hesitant.
When it comes to the battle of faith, the fighting power of the ‘Su Chui’ in the wasteland is not low, and they can always scold their detractors on the world channel.
If this can build faith in the gambling space, it should be able to attract many people to join.
“It’s hard to say, but whatever Su Shen does, I will listen to him!”
"That's right. It's useless for us to think about these things. We'd better go in and see the situation first."
"Nuclear winter is not going to be easy!"
Tilted his head and thought about it, Guan Mao Simply start to close your eyes and rest your mind.
There are still more than ten hours before the gambling battle starts. If he were asked to choose again, he would never be so impulsive to come in early and suffer.
But then I thought about it, I will stay here for the next year.
Although death will not happen, it will definitely be an inhuman torture, enough to make those who come in ready to surrender suffer.
More than ten hours of preparation time passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Sumo also noticed players passing by around the sea area where he was.
However, this island of gods seems to have cut off the players' perception. No matter how loud he shouted, the people in the sea turned a deaf ear and followed the ocean current in a direction away from the island.
As for Sumo himself, because the game has not started, there is an invisible barrier surrounding the island, which prevents him from leaving the island to explore the ocean.
"It's so troublesome, but compared with these people, I'm still more comfortable."
There is only one square meter of space, so Somo can only sit cross-legged on the ground, otherwise he has to lift his legs up on that floor You can only lie down on an invisible barrier.
Sumo felt a little numb when he thought that the next contestants would not only have to survive in the context of nuclear winter, but also have to come to this space to continue suffering after falling asleep.
The scorching heat of the Earth Fire Desert can only be said to be a younger brother within a brother here.
Although we lack water and food, we can at least take advantage of the night to cool down and rest, so as not to lose our physical strength.
And if we can't find a foothold here as soon as possible, it will only continue to aggravate the vicious cycle.
In less than a week, half of the two million people who entered will have to be eliminated.
[Record]: There are still three minutes until the gambling battle starts, players please be prepared!
The game prompt finally sounded.
Suma stood up slowly, moved his muscles up and down, and took a deep breath to adjust his condition.
A night's sleep had little effect on his mental state.
In addition, before coming in, I had already used the special ability obtained by improving my physical fitness to eat enough food for a week, so I don’t feel hungry now.
The only thing that was a bit difficult to deal with was thirst. There was drinking water in the soul plate, but Sumo didn't want to take it out in such a high-profile stage during the preparation stage and attract the attention of 'Wei'.
Therefore, at the moment, we can only hope that by entering the gambling space, we can find stable water resources as soon as possible.
[Record]: The gambling battle has started, does the player ‘Suma’ choose to enter?
[Record]: When you are in a non-dangerous resting state, you can choose to return to the faith space for repairs at any time. Once there is a threat of attack from the outside world, you will be automatically transferred back to the gambling space.
[Record]: Betting space items can be brought into the faith space, but special faith points need to be paid.
“Yes!”
Seeing that he could bring items from the gambling space, Somo nodded slightly and confirmed his entry.
Whoosh!
A stream of light flashed past, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the narrow Spirit Island.
Phew!
The north wind howled, blowing up biting cold winds. The wind was mixed with tiny ice particles, making a rustling sound.
The sky is gray and the clouds are hanging low, as if it is within reach but yet out of reach.
The sun seems to be blocked by this thick layer of clouds, and can only shine faintly, barely illuminating the earth.
Looking down from a high place, the volumes of the five New World plates remain unchanged and their outlines have not changed.
The only thing that changes is the color.
The northern plate is the lightest in color, showing a faint black and yellow color, and there is still light in many places.
The middle plate is the darkest, pure black, spreading out countless black veins like an infected body.
The west and south are second, both are slightly darker gray-black than the north.
Only the eastern part occupied by aliens looked the healthiest, showing a light yellow color.
Streams of light representing players flashed past and fell straight to different areas.
Among them, most of them are in the northern plate, and most people come to this new continent that is not discussed in the main world.
Only a small number of people dispersed to the east and south.
As for the middle part.
Perhaps because it has become the main battlefield, it has long been contaminated by nuclear radiation and has become a restricted area.
The game does not randomly drop any players here.
Except players who can choose their own positions!
Boom.
A purple light that was obviously more dazzling than the others appeared in the sky and fell straight into the middle plate.
The light fell to the ground and gathered into a human shape.
Surprisingly it is Sumo!
"It's been a long time, it's been a long time since I've felt so weak!"
The dirty air entered his nose, Somo raised his hand and laughed silently.
After experiencing super star humans, the gap should not be too big when returning to such a weak human level on earth.
But it was this real feeling of weakness that made him understand that everything in front of him was simulated.
Is this the New World twelve years later?
Standing in the western suburbs of Qinggang City, Somo looked around.
The thick black ice is like a huge stone slab, covering the vast land, with cracks crisscrossing the ice.
On this ice sheet, there are almost no signs of life, only the occasional falling snowflakes, quietly accumulating, thickening this layer of death.
There was deathly silence all around, with only the sound of wind and the occasional sound of cracking ice breaking the dull atmosphere.
Those buildings that once towered into the sky, now only have broken skeletons, exposed steel bars, and broken concrete scattered on the ground, like tombstones of giants forgotten by time.
The streets are covered with thick snow and ice. Occasionally, you can see vehicles frozen in them. The doors are half-open, as if to tell the rush and fear of escaping.
"Very good, as expected, the developments and changes outside have not been brought into the gambling space at all!"
Sumo was not angry but happy. The reason why he landed in the middle was not because he took the initiative to do so. Looking for guilt.
As the saying goes, live to die.
Since there is always a place for a decisive battle with aliens, why not choose a familiar place?
(End of this chapter)