Chapter 2: Transmission begins
Thick black clouds, thick fog, endless tombstones, and a spooky atmosphere make up the strange existence of the Devil's Battlefield.
Except for Luo Kong and the killer, few people present could remain calm. Even a white-collar worker and a female high school student had an uncontrollable urge to urinate. The strong sense of shame made their cheeks turn red. Fortunately, the demon battlefield was dark.
Despite the terrifying environment, no one noticed their changes.
"Can the dead be resurrected?" The speaker was the thirty-year-old killer. He raised his head and stared at Shen Xing with indifferent eyes.
"Yes, resurrecting someone who died in the battlefield requires 10,000 points and an A-level medal. Resurrecting someone in the real world requires 100,000 points and two S-level medals. But when you leave the Demonic Battlefield, the reality
Those who are resurrected in the world will be wiped out." Shen Xing also showed enough respect to the killer in front of him, and told everything he knew in a concise and concise manner.
He has never cared about long-term investment, and this kind of investment is just a better attitude and benefits at no cost, so why not do it.
The killer was shocked when he heard this, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. Then he restrained himself very well, nodded slightly to Shen Xing, expressed his gratitude, and stepped aside.
After the killer, there were the five models. The five models had seen some of the market. Although they were frightened, one of them, a young woman who looked to be in her late twenties, stood up as a representative: "Who were the people who came in before?
There was a car accident before we came here, we should have died too much!!"
"The quality of the newcomers this time is really good!!" Shen Xing smacked his lips, "Of course, except for some scum, yes, you are indeed dead. There are two types of people who enter the demon battlefield. The first type is in real life.
The first one is the people who died in the battle, these people are randomly selected; the second one is the people who are favored by the demon battlefield. Obviously, here, except Luo Kong, all of you have died once."
As soon as Shen Xing said this, everyone suddenly remembered what happened before he came, and everyone turned pale. The next moment, they all fixed their eyes on Luo Kong, wanting to see what was different about this guy.
Luo Kong didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He had a prominent family since he was a child, and even if he later fell into ruin, he had long been accustomed to all kinds of looks.
"Continue!!" Shen Xing coughed dryly, attracting everyone's attention, pointing at the two white-collar workers and gesturing to them.
"Is there a bathroom??" the female white-collar worker who had the urge to urinate asked hurriedly, but she didn't know whether she was shy or saying such words in front of everyone made her feel excited, and her face turned red.
"Cough cough cough!!" Even as cold as Shen Xing, he was completely choked at this moment. As one of the longest surviving "old guys" in the Demon Battlefield, Shen Xing often introduced newcomers to the Demon Battlefield where the old team was completely wiped out.
, but this is the first time I heard such a great question.
After a few dry coughs, when the female white-collar worker's face turned as thick as chicken blood, Shen Xing spoke: "You can find a place far away. The light here is very dark. I will watch them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xing wanted to give himself a slap in the face. It was really a sin. No matter what the Devil's Battlefield asked him to do, he would never come again.
"Ahem!" He coughed a few times and covered up his embarrassment well. No longer paying attention to whether the female white-collar worker followed his method, Shen Xing began to point to the next team, five for one.
High school students in school uniform.
The representative of the high school students is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She is not very beautiful, and her development is not very good. Her slightly withered hair gives people a feeling of malnutrition.
"What is the medal you are talking about!!" the high school girl seemed to be afraid of Shen Xing and asked timidly.
Thank God, Luo Kong let out a long breath at this time. Thanks to someone who understands, according to Luo Kong's observation, although Shen Xing is vicious, he still has a kind side towards newcomers, and the controller here, the Black Devil, treats newcomers very well.
It can be said to be cruel and harsh enough.
"The medal is a title given based on your performance in battle or the devil points you obtain. It is randomly given by the system and is uncertain. There are eight levels in total, e, d, c, b, a, s, ss, sss,
Finally, if you only get the E-level medal three times in a row or don't get it, you will be wiped out!!" Looking at the not-so-beautiful face in front of him, Shen Xing felt inexplicably moved. Knowledgeable people are different.
Ah, at least I know you can't ask about the toilet.
...
Boom!!
There was a roar, and the huge tombstone that had been slowly rising finally stopped. Shen Xing glanced at everyone, "Finally, as long as you retain a trace of breath before the end of the mission, you can return to this place and return to the way it was before. Okay.
, the black devil is awake, listen to him!!”
"Trash, the battle is about to begin, are you ready?" Suddenly, the tombstone was like a TV turned on, an arc flashed, and a huge screen appeared, with a body covered in darkness and a pair of bat wings stuck on its back.
A guy who looked like an oversized black cat appeared on the screen and let out a hoarse roar.
"Can you change it to another one? Why do you demons always make this opening statement?" Shen Xing said angrily, as if he was disgusted with the Black Demon's opening remarks, with a very impatient look on his face.
"You old and immortal guy, trash, do you know what you are going to say? How dare you mock the great Black Demon." The Dark Demon will not give up his right to attack Shen Xing, a trash who dares to provoke him.
"That's it, finish your bullshit quickly, and give me a reward of 200 points for the newbie explanation mission! I'm just here to make a guest appearance, and my wife is waiting for me to come home and cook." As a demon.
Shen Xing said nonchalantly as he could not punish the saint casually.
"I'm so angry! Shen Xing, you bastard. Humph, you trash, listen up!!" There was nothing he could do about Shen Xing, so the black devil could only transfer his anger to a group of newcomers.
"The rules of the Devil's Battlefield are that the weak eat the strong. No matter what you want, becoming strong is the prerequisite. Here, there is no law, only fists."
"I want to go home, I don't want to stay in this bullshit battlefield!!" Seeing Shen Xing's indifferent attitude towards Black Devil, the rich second generation who had been shrinking his eggs naively thought that Black Devil was a weakling, and immediately shouted,
Trying to save the face he just lost.
"Idiot!!" Luo Kong, the killer and Shen Xing thought at the same time.
Boom~~ Two violent roars, the little finger of the rich second generation's left hand and the thumb of the right hand exploded completely, blood spattered, and pieces of meat flew everywhere. The rich second generation lay on the ground in pain and twitched, his face was pale, and there were big balls.
Beads of sweat kept rolling down.
The smell of blood floats throughout the space.
Ah~~~Ugh.. The horrific scene made the fragile-hearted woman scream, and several people even bent over and vomited crazily. The sour smell immediately spread.
"A bunch of disgusting and useless guys, please stop, otherwise I will punish them all with amputated fingers!!" The punishment of amputated fingers is a full deterrent. Sure enough, as soon as the black devil finished speaking, he covered them tightly.
his own mouth.
He glanced coldly at the rich second generation rolling on the ground: "You dare to challenge the majesty of His Majesty the Great Black Devil, do you think you are a saint? You are an idiot, incorrigible, and your first offender will be punished by cutting off your fingers."
"As newcomers, each of you has one hundred points. Now, go to your tombstones and redeem them. In five minutes, the transmission will begin." I don't know if it was to vent his anger or simply to scare the monkeys. After the black devil roared, he was surprised.
As expected, official business began.
After saying that, the screen flashed and disappeared completely.
I walked quickly to the tombstone and found that the tombstone with my name engraved on it had turned into a screen of about 30 inches. The exchange system displayed on the screen had five major categories.
Utensils. Medicines. Techniques. Bloodline. Consumption.
After taking a look, I clicked on the appliance category, opened the exchange section for cold weapons, and spent fifty points to exchange for a domestically produced 56-type three-sided military spur, which is said to be the most poisonous in the world.
Then I found the pistol category and found that the 54 pistol required 100 demon points, so I had to give up the plan of equipping it with thermal weapons. I looked at the armor category again, and sadly found that body armor also required 150 points.
It took another forty points to exchange for antibiotics, hemostatics and bandages in the medicine category, and compressed biscuits and mineral water in the consumable category. Considering that there may be time issues in performing tasks in the wild, I also exchanged windproof lighters and
watch.
These things are extremely cheap in the Demonic Battlefield. Luo Kong exchanged fifty points for a lot of them. After the exchange was completed, a burst of white light shone, and items appeared at his feet. He cleaned his backpack.
Put antibiotics, hemostatic medicine and bandages, compressed biscuits and water in it.
At the last ten o'clock, Luo Kong found a very interesting area and information in the consumption area, asked some of his doubts, and left the tombstone very satisfied.
Three minutes passed. When I looked up, I saw that except for the shopping lady and the father who was at a loss to pick up the child, everyone else had finished redeeming their money.
The killer held a Nepalese army knife in his right hand and exchanged it for a black backpack, a bottle of hemostatic medicine and antibiotics. He was obviously well-trained and had strong survivability.
Five high school students got together, three of them exchanged 54 pistols, one exchanged two long knives, and the remaining one exchanged all for food and medicine, which is quite smart.
Among the five models, the young woman exchanged long knives, food, hemostatic medicine and bandages, and the other four all had 54 pistols. Hot weapons seemed to make them feel more at ease, but they didn't know whether those trembling hands could pull the trigger.
The rich second generation and his girlfriend exchanged for hemostatic medicine because of injuries. Maybe the girl was insecure. The rich second generation’s girlfriend exchanged a handful of 54, but the rich second generation was a bit stupid and had no lower limit. At this time, there are still
While he was thinking about enjoying himself, Luo Kong saw that he had a package of dazzling 95 Supreme in his hand and a box of condoms stuffed in the pocket of his right pants.
Maybe people still don't believe the authenticity of all this, and feel that they have been so traumatized that when they return to the real world, they must have a good sex...
Tao Yang had some evil thoughts, but there is no limit to being stupid, and the rich second generation is not the best guy. The hawker was holding a piece of money and shouting crazily, his face turned red with excitement!
"Have you seen it? Have you seen it? This is money. Name coins. I have seen them. They are real. Each one is 100 points. I exchanged it for 10,000 yuan!! This is me
You can't make money in half a year!!" The vendor was very happy and loudly announced his discovery to everyone, giving the impression that he was a fanatical racist.
"It's really the best. I find that the guys who enter the demon battlefield are becoming more and more the best! Hey, Black Demon, I'm starting to doubt your taste!! Teleport me out quickly. You don't want me to be a pawn for them."
Nanny!!" Shen Xing had no respect for the black devil at all.
"Hmph, you're going to die later. Only after you finish teleporting them can you complete the mission." There was nothing he could do against Shen Xing, so Black Demon could only say angrily, but Luo Kong was surprised to find that Black Demon was actually thinking about Shen Xing in his words.
Another point is that the Black Devil is the master here, but the Black Devil can only let Shen Xing leave after he completes his mission, then!!
Above the black devil, there must be a higher level!!
Luo Kong was horrified!! But whether the person who created this space was a god or a demon had nothing to do with him. His only goal now is to get one hundred thousand points and escape from the fate imposed on him!!
Two minutes later.
"Mission World: Academy Apocalypse, current mission requirements, ten days of living, five hundred demon points as a reward for completing the mission, and a medal survivor. The medal level is determined based on personal performance. Now, the transmission begins!!"
The one who made the sound this time was not a black devil, but a mechanical and cold voice that made people feel chilled.
Zizzizi~~ As if being scanned by a laser, everyone's body began to slowly disappear. The difference was that some people's bodies started to disappear from the head, and some people from the footsteps.
"Then", when Luo Kong was on full alert, Shen Xing shouted, and then a silver brilliance flashed, and the smooth gun body of Five-Seven fell into his hands!!
Looking up, all I saw was Shen Xing’s leaving figure!!
Holding the cold five-seven tightly and feeling the breeze blowing on the disappearing lower body, Luo Kong knew that from this moment on, his world would be completely different!!
Chapter completed!