The last person entered the elevator.
He counted silently, and there were exactly ten people.
The elevator was very spacious, and it didn't seem crowded.
No one talked.
He thought, perhaps, when human beings hide their faces behind masks, their true faces are revealed, because the essence of human beings is indifference, and there is no need for false greetings and politeness.
Chickens and dogs hear each other, and they will never interact with each other until old age and death.
This has been the case since ancient times.
I don't know who it was, but suddenly farted in a melodious tone.
The stench filled the air, but everyone had smiles in their eyes, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud one after another, and the dull atmosphere was swept away.
He thought again, it seems that this is also human nature.
When facing an unknown and dangerous situation together, it is easy for each other to break the barriers and hug each other.
Someone laughed and said: "A loud fart doesn't stink, a smelly fart doesn't make a sound."
Someone said: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about.
No one knows anyone anyway."
Someone asked: "Why is no one pressing which floor?"
Only then did everyone realize that no one had pressed the floor button, but the elevator had already started to go down, all the way to the negative floor.
The door opened, and outside was a bright and empty concrete passage.
He once again became the leader and was the first to step out of the elevator.
He thought that the organizing committee of this competition really managed the contestants like a sheep.
After entering the contestant area, the only person he saw who represented the official representative of the contest was Rose.
At the end of the passage, there were actually three doors: front, left, and right.
He looked at the two small white doors on the left and right.
They had the heads of a man and a woman embedded on them.
Needless to say, they were men's and women's bathrooms.
He pushed open the two doors in front of him.
He thought he had entered an underground arena, but he was faced with a narrow space on both sides of an arc.
Under the faint light above his head, a row of chairs lined up against the wall. , you can see that both ends are sealed, forming a T-shape with the elevator entrance where you just came in.
He had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and he really didn't like this kind of space design.
If there was danger, there wouldn't even be a safe way out.
The other players who followed also looked at each other, wondering what was going on.
Standing on other people's territory, he had no choice but to obey other people's arrangements.
He put his hands on the back of the chair.
It felt hard and far less comfortable than the seats of spectators watching the game.
Fortunately, the air was still very fresh and the ventilation was good.
"Damn it, aren't we watching the game?
Why are we staring at the wall and thinking about our mistakes?"
A player complained.
"Let's just treat it as a group, it's better than masturbating alone in the room."
Another contestant made a semi-sexual joke.
Everyone burst into laughter and chattered about their experiences in the competition.
Speaking of which, the food and accommodation were good, and the treatment was really good, but it felt like being in prison, and the training was very hard.
He listened to everyone's conversation, but his eyes were not idle.
He saw exactly ten chairs, which seemed to have been arranged.
He couldn't help but interjected: "Everyone, please sit down.
Maybe there is some mechanism to elevate us to the auditorium."
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Up.
Romance" Everyone felt that what he said made sense.
They sat down together and heard the sound of "quacking".
There was really a mechanism.
It was not that the seats were raised, but that the white wall in front of them was lowered, and a familiar stage appeared.
In front of everyone's eyes, it was surrounded by guardrails on three sides, and people were sitting behind the guardrails.
"Hey, where are we?"
someone asked in surprise.
In fact, everyone knows that they are in the underground arena, but they seem not to be there.
This is a strange feeling.
Only those who have watched the game live can experience this, and these ten people have almost all been spectators.
"We are below the auditorium.
The outer layer of this wall is made of transparent glass."
A woman's voice came out.
She was also one of the contestants.
She had not spoken a word, but she revealed a secret.
Everyone suddenly woke up, no wonder they had that strange feeling, because their perspective now was completely different.
It was as if suddenly, the men realized that there was someone of the opposite sex around them, and they became excited for a moment.
"Yes, this glass should have been specially treated.
We can see the outside, but we can't see the inside."
He stretched out his hand to touch the cold wall and added, because the audience opposite them did not look at them. direction.
"This young man is very brave and careful.
It seems that we still have a master in this period."
The woman praised.
After hearing this, the contestants fell silent and thought that the people around them were competitors.
The lively atmosphere just now suddenly became unfamiliar. stand up.
He was alarmed.
This woman's powers of observation were even better than his.
She could tell from her voice alone that he was younger than her.
She was an opponent that should not be underestimated.
He suddenly caught something faintly, and then said Not sure what it is.
Suddenly, the sound from outside rushed into everyone's ears.
The contestants seemed to be among the noisy spectators.
They were all excited at the same time.
They all thought of the real purpose of their trip.
They all put away their troubled thoughts and turned their attention to the glass wall. outside.
The distance from them to the stage is only a few meters away, and the angle is eye-level.
You can see clearly without using a big screen.
It can be said to be the best seat.
"Everyone, it's been a long time.
I'm Rose, have you missed me?"
Rose's voice came like the sound of nature, the light dimmed, soft opening music sounded, and a blue light beam hit a tall and graceful figure.
Judging from the silhouette, she was wearing a top hat and a tuxedo, and she seemed to be a man, but the audience had already guessed that she was Rose disguised as a man, and they were all attracted by her disguised appearance, and cheers spread.
He noticed that the contestants around him were also cheering, and thought to himself that this rose was really an ever-changing fairy.
Thinking of her interview with him, his heart skipped a beat.
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"The misty Milky Way, the sun and the moon are in my heart, the distant universe, the nebulae blend together because of you."
A female voice singing a cappella that was so charming to the core rose out of thin air, with an extreme exaggeration, as ethereal as a valley, this was before a nuclear explosion The popular song Kisses the Milky Way.
The audience also seemed to have been recalled to long-standing memories.
They became quiet, the music gradually started, the figures danced, graceful as immortals, and the penetrating singing seemed to come from the nine heavens.
The drums suddenly became intense and turned into blood-thrusting percussion, and the rose's singing voice also exploded: "The past is like a dream, spanning thousands of years of time and space, the apocalypse is like wind, passing through the black hole of an instant.
The gathering of souls, reflecting The red color of Mars, the collision of emotions, dazzled by the impact of comets, the past is like a dream, and the changing history The long dragon of history, like the wind of the apocalypse, swept away the great unity of the world, forgetting the weightlessness, spreading its excited limbs, and every drop of hot blood in the chest was freed from the shackles by this kiss, and boundless tenderness emerged.
Every water molecule free in the body falls down the Milky Way because of this kiss."
Rose's singing seemed to turn the stadium into a concert.
The audience was excited, either standing up and dancing, or sitting in their seats and twisting their limbs.
Even the players watching the game with him were no exception.
As the rose's wild dance finally came to a halt, the song stopped and the lights turned on.
She bowed in thanks with the afterglow of her dance.
Then she straightened her waist and stretched out her hand, taking off the top hat on her head, drawing a beautiful line.
The arc was thrown towards the audience.
In the commotion, she put her left hand on her hips, raised her right hand slightly, and threw out her long brown hair like a waterfall.
Her handsome and elegant demeanor fascinated every audience.
He was equally captivated by it.
It is true that even an ordinary woman who puts on make-up and stands in the center of the stage and is hit by all the spotlights can make the audience swoon with admiration.
But Rose has an innate star quality that is destined to make her She was the protagonist among the protagonists.
When she looked out of the corner of his eye, he felt a numb sensation of electric current sweeping through his body.
The whole place was filled with joy.
A close-up of Rose's cheerful smiling face appeared on all four screens.
She slowly opened her arms and signaled the audience to be quiet: "Dear viewers, due to the obstruction of the gray snow, the first weekly competition of the autumn of the fifth season of the Nuclear Corpse Challenge Competition will be held. , has been postponed to today.
In order to repay everyone's love, the organizing committee has decided to make new changes in player packaging, competition settings, etc., to make the competition more enjoyable, competitive and exciting, and to make the competition more enjoyable.
Better, more exciting, more exciting” Rose's voice suddenly became high-pitched: "Starting from today, the contestants participating in the weekly competition will wear blindfold masks.
Only death can lift his veil, and only the winner can let the audience see his true face.
Now, let's invite our No. 1 contestant Grand appearance” Along with the heart-pounding drumbeats, colorful fireworks and ice mist rose from the stage, and a looming figure gradually rose, mysterious and charming.
For the first time, the audience saw this re-created atmosphere for players to appear.
My heart was shaken, and my interest in this player became stronger.
"This is a war without smoke, and the smoke is the blood shed.
This is a game without a referee, and death is the ultimate referee."
In Rose's affectionate narration, the ice mist dissipated, and Contestant No. 1 stood slim in the center of the stage, It's like a snowdrop blooming on an iceberg.
This is a female player, wearing a white fighting uniform and a red eye mask.
She has a short head and a V-shaped face.
Even if her whole face cannot be seen, she can be seen to be very delicate and very young. , exuding the vitality of youth.
There was a sigh in the audience.
No one wanted to associate death with such an innocent girl, but no one was not looking forward to her duel with the nuclear zombies, destroying the most beautiful things for people to see.
This is human cruelty. nature.
He couldn't help but glance at the female contestants beside him, thinking that it was understandable for men to participate in such a bloody competition.
What on earth were these women competing for?
After listening to Rose's explanation, there was no change in weapon selection and opponent selection, so he took the time and went to the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, there was a water dispenser and two plates of green apples placed in the bathroom.
He was overjoyed.
After urinating, he drank a glass of water, then grabbed two apples and returned to his seat.
When the players on the side saw that there was such a good thing, they all got up and went to the toilet.
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He gnawed on the apple happily, and then he realized that contestant No. 1 had picked a dagger, and the "didi-didi" button sounded, which was the audience voting for her opponent.
When the dust settled, the drum beat started again, and Rose's sweet voice encouraged: "Dear viewers, Contestant No. 1 is only 17 years old this year.
Let's see if she can bring a surprise for us to enjoy the wonderful performance of the girl fighting against the nuclear zombie."
He watched Contestant No. 1 retreat to the edge of the stage, and the iron cage containing the nuclear corpse emerged from the stage.
He felt a little nervous, but he saw her calmly holding the tip of the dagger.
At that moment, he was in a trance.
A feeling of déjà vu.
Suddenly, a crisp gunshot shattered his distracting thoughts.
He stirred up his energy and refocused his vision, only to find that the hand of contestant No. 1 was empty.
Opposite her, the nuclear corpse that he had not noticed at all was shaking.
He approached her precariously, but before he could take more than two steps, he leaned over and fell to the ground.
He looked at the screen in disbelief.
The stopwatch on it was frozen at "00:00:03" "Wow, wow, wow, I can't believe it.
Contestant No. 1 used an incredible flying knife to set the best time in all previous weekly competitions of the Nuclear Corpse Challenge by 3 seconds.
It's amazing.
It's 3 seconds faster than the original number one.
The recording was completed by 2 seconds.
Dear viewers, we are so lucky to witness the birth of this historic moment.
Let us give our warmest applause to this 17-year-old girl."
Rose expressed her inner feelings with a series of exclamations. surprise.
The audience woke up from a dream and burst out with applause and cheers like a tsunami.
Rose's voice trembled with excitement: "Let us see the true face of this new record creator.
Contestant No. 1, please take off your blindfold and say Say your name" In the much-anticipated silence, a very penetrating magnetic voice penetrated the eardrums of every audience member: "My name is Wanruo, hello everyone."
God sent the word "Wan Ruo" to him without any warning.
He tensed up and looked at her standing on the stage in a dream.
The familiar pointed chin extended upward, and the face was as bright as the moon.
The moving, curved smile filled the corners of his eyes with heroic spirit, transforming into the delicate face of a little girl, emerging from the long-standing memory deep in his heart.
As luck would have it, the mysterious girl who disappeared for no apparent reason was now standing a few meters away from him, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
Even though he imagined meeting her again countless times, he never imagined that her true face and her name would appear in front of him in such a way.
What surprised him the most was that she was the female elementary school classmate Wanruo whom he remembered fondly: