At Airport A, inside the cabin of a certain plane.
A man with glasses was tinkering with something in the cockpit of the plane, his expression very serious, as if encountering some difficult problem.
A tall player looked at the man with glasses and asked in a deep voice, “Can the plane still be used?”
The man with glasses wiped the sweat off his forehead and shook his head. “It’s badly damaged. Critical parts are missing.”
It’s completely impossible to fly.
Most of the players in the cabin frowned at these words, because this was the last plane in the airport.
The other planes in front were all broken, too.
There’s simply no way to take off, nor to escape from this deserted island.
The tall player was the captain of the team. He originally thought they were just entering an ordinary intermediate dungeon, but unexpectedly, they entered an intermediate advancement dungeon.
This meant that there were players in his team whose strength had reached the level of advanced players, and they hadn’t entered an advancement dungeon for three months, so the game’s main system forced them into this advancement dungeon.
But the other party concealed this matter and dragged along everyone in their team.
There were too many people who entered the dungeon at that time, and after entering the dungeon, they were scattered randomly all over City A. Until now, they hadn’t been able to find that person, and whether they were still alive was unknown.
And it’s impossible to find out who they were.
Even if they found out, it wouldn’t matter, because the clearance rate of this dungeon was... zero.
The dungeon <Apocalypse Survival> was very famous among advancement dungeons, known as the burial ground for intermediate players advancing to advanced players.
Once drawn to it, apart from wasting two thousand points and dying tragically in the dungeon, there was basically no other way out.
Because this island would be blown up and sunk to the bottom of the sea on the last day of the dungeon.
So far, no player had successfully cleared it.
Most players felt very heavy-hearted, except for one player in a windbreaker who seemed indifferent.
The man in the windbreaker had an ordinary appearance and didn’t stand out much. At this moment, he was sitting in a seat in the cabin, holding a handheld game console he found somewhere, playing a single-player game.
The background music of the game was very cheerful, completely out of tune with the other players.
It even seemed out of tune with this apocalypse.
It’s as if he’s still in the peaceful world before the apocalypse, completely unconcerned about whether he could clear the instance or not.
Even the death of the character he’s playing in the game elicited greater emotional fluctuations than knowing that the plane couldn’t fly.
The male player, seeing the little character die again, made a somewhat impatient ‘tsk’ sound.
“What a crappy game.”
Other players naturally heard the male player’s voice while he was playing the game, but they didn’t find it strange.
The difficulty of this instance was hellish, and many players just gave up struggling when they draw this instance.
In the situation where effort was futile, choosing to be trash was also normal.
After all, in this instance, 2000 points could be exchanged for a substitute puppet, so they wouldn’t really die in the instance.
But 2000 points were not a small number for most players, and not everyone could easily give up so many points.
Moreover, this entered this instance too suddenly, and some players didn’t even accumulate enough points.
Once they died in this instance, they would really be dead.
So except for the man, the other players didn’t give up searching for a way out.
And they went to great lengths to get to the airport, only to find this result.
The tall player thought for a moment, “Let’s go to the pier first and see if there’s a boat.”
The players had no objections and followed the tall player out of the plane cabin cautiously.
They planned to go to the spot where they had parked earlier.
Halfway there, the tall player’s livestream suddenly exploded.
Not just the tall player, several players’ livestreams were the same, and the barrage of comments suddenly increased.
But none of the viewers could make sense of it.
[Damn! Damn! Damn! Did I just see things? Or am I hallucinating from staying up late!? I think I just saw an angel!]
[Ahhhh!!! Don’t leave, streamer! Don’t go! Streamer, move to the left a bit! Left! Left!!!]
[Go back! Go back a bit! Right in front of the plane just now! There!]
The tall player always checked the barrage of comments in the livestream. Although he couldn’t see the crucial information, sometimes he could infer something from the number of comments and the amount of tips.
So the tall player noticed something was amiss as he looked at the barrage of comments with some confusion.
Was there something in that position just now?
Zombies? But they had clearly led away the zombies from the airport before they arrived.
But if it’s related to the instance, he shouldn’t be able to see these bullet comments, right?
The tall player thought for a moment, then stopped and carefully walked back.
Other players saw the situation and followed cautiously.
After bypassing the plane, players finally understood why the audience in the live stream room reacted like that.
In front of another plane, there stood a young man who appeared to be seventeen or eighteen.
The young man was looking up at the plane in front of him, his hair messy, revealing his exquisite profile.
His fair skin seemed translucent in the sunlight, long eyelashes casting beautiful shadows under his eyes, stunningly beautiful.
Like a beauty stepping out of a painting.
No, perhaps no one could depict the brilliance of the young man. He seemed more like God’s most perfect creation, exuding beauty from every pore.
And although the young man looked dirty, he gave off an extremely clean feeling, like the orchids in the mountains on a rainy night, untouched by any dust.
Under the young man’s aura, even this decaying and dilapidated world and the gloomy sky seemed much more beautiful.
Even the sunlight was just right.
[Damn damn damn!!! I freaking thought I was seeing things! A real beauty! This directly hit my heart!]
[Help, is this a real person!? Isn’t this supposed to be some game’s model!? If there’s really such a game, don’t stop me, I’ll play the game non-stop until I’ve mastered it!!!]
[I guess it’s some projection. How could someone really look like this? How is that possible? And even if it’s real, how could they be so clean in this apocalypse? They would have been yelled at on the ground a long time ago.]
[F*ck! F*ck! F*ck, he moved, he’s looking over here, ahhh! He’s alive!!!]
[Damn! Isn’t that my wife!? How did he get from my bed to there, so dangerous, wife, come back quickly!]
The players fell silent immediately.
They admitted that the young man was indeed stunningly beautiful, but was it necessary to call them over just to see a beautiful person?
They still had to focus on escaping! Who ha time to look at a beautiful person!
Although, he really was beautiful...
Uhhh the players are finally being introduced and we all know the gamer dude is most likely one of the big shots
ReplyDeleteI need my daily dose of Qing 😵
ReplyDeleteyess the players!!
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