The meaning is obvious.
Please enter the urn.
The various speculations lingering in everyone's minds will be revealed soon.
"Let me take the lead."
The fat man might have fainted from hunger, thinking that he would have something to eat if he left, so he volunteered for a rare opportunity.
Xiao Ming nodded, and everyone stepped aside, watching the fat man twist his fat buttocks, like a big penguin, squeezed into the transparent cover, just full.
The transparent door slowly closed.
Xiao Ming thought that the fat man was going up, but he found that the black "y" moved on the transparent cover.
The fat man was a little hairy, and his beady little eyes followed the "y" up and down until it stopped at his chest.
A flash of white light flashed, and the fat man grinned inside, as if he was in pain, but no sound could be heard.
The sound insulation of the transparent cover was very good, and it turned out that his plump chest was branded with a black "y".
This means that the fat man officially "owns" the status of a slave.
Because the slaves of the Fourth Reich are not easy to become, they are killed from the dead.
Xiao Ming suddenly secretly exclaimed that something was wrong.
He had the ability to heal himself.
If the branded skin recovered, these cross-haters might as well get the treasure and vivisect him.
He looked at the gunshot wound on his shoulder from the Langtaosha landing battle and felt a little relieved.
It seemed that the effect of the sclerotinia serum was gone.
For the first time, he had no nostalgia for the disappearance of his self-healing ability.
As the saying goes, a common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade.
When he thought about this, his heart moved faintly, as if he thought of something, but was interrupted by the fat man.
I saw the fat man swoosh and fly upward.
Of course, no one could hear the sound, but the fat man's speed was too fast, which naturally made people think of "whoosh".
The fat man didn't really fly up.
There was a transparent disk under his feet that held him up.
A circular skylight opened in the dome.
The fat man flashed past and the skylight closed automatically.
Almost at the same time, the door under the transparent cover opened again.
Xiao Ming suddenly became worried.
If there was a battlefield above, how could he let his brother fight alone?
He immediately ordered: "Wang Kun, come up quickly."
He originally wanted to go first, but he wanted to control the overall situation, so he had to stay behind.
Wang Kun also had the same intention and jumped in without hesitation, taking the initiative to stand up and accept the brand of "y".
Then, with a whoosh, he flew up.
Seeing Wang Kun coming up, Xiao Ming calmed down a little.
The two masters in the finals of the Nuclear Corpse Challenge Competition joined forces.
No matter how powerful the enemy was, they could still hold on until the brothers reunited.
Then Xiao Wu and Lin Juxin also came up, and Xiao Ming was completely at ease.
At this time, only he and Gong Er were left in the room.
The two looked at each other with complicated expressions.
He said softly: "Gong Er, you go up last.
Remember to wear clothes.
You shouldn't need to be branded."
He didn't say it was okay, but before he finished speaking, Gong Er actually pulled the white robe with both hands and took it off his head, revealing his naked body.
She was no longer shy, held her head high, walked past him naked, and entered the transparent cover.
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Another white light appeared, and a shocking black "y" was added between her plump pink breasts.
She actually chose to be a warrior, a naked and branded warrior Xiao Ming didn't know how he felt in his heart.
In the end of the world, it takes a lot of courage for a young and beautiful woman to give up her biggest asset and fight like a man.
Especially since her brothers had promised to protect her, she still made such a choice.
Xiao Ming's original compassion for Gong Er gained a hint of admiration.
Under his gaze, Gong Er flew up proudly.
Xiao Ming became the last person.
The door of the transparent cover opened to him, and the "beep" sound gradually became more urgent, obviously urging him.
He gritted his teeth and walked in.
The "y" on the transparent cover adjusted its position and was aimed at his chest.
A white light flashed, and the skin on his chest hurt like it was being burned and torn, leaving a black mark.
There was a whooshing sound in his ears, and he soared into the sky like a mist in the clouds.
He looked at the open skylight above his head, and what would greet him?
Xiao Ming's head popped out of the skylight first.
Instead of the battle he expected, what he saw was a higher and wider dome, at least a hundred times larger than the dome under his feet.
It was white as snow, as if he couldn't see the void at the edge.
He immediately thought that the largest circular building should be here.
It turned out to be an arena.
The air was filled with the fragrance of green grass and the temperature was suitable.
Xiao Ming's eyesight is sharp, and he can see the overall environment clearly in one glance.
Under the dome, there are circles of auditoriums filled with colorful men and women.
Although this adjective is a bit exaggerated, it is not an exaggeration at all when applied to these men and women, because their clothes are too exaggerated.
As for the exaggeration, Xiao Ming couldn't tell because it was too far away and there were too many spectators, at least tens of thousands of people.
However, the tens of thousands of spectators made no sound and sat almost motionless.
In Xiao Ming's memory, such a big scene must have been noisy and lively.
He almost thought that they were all dummies.
He was too lazy to think about it, so his attention immediately shifted to his side.
The brothers and Gong Er who came up first were distributed in the front, back, left and right.
They were still stepping on the transparent disk.
Under the disk was the green lawn.
Everyone's posture was weird.
"What are you doing?"
Xiao Ming was about to step off the disc, only to realize that his feet couldn't move at all.
They seemed to be sucked.
Such advanced technology.
"Head" Wang Kun pointed at it.
Xiao Ming looked up and saw that the entire dome had turned into a huge screen, scanning the auditorium in a circle.
Xiao Ming could see it clearly now.
The men were all sitting upright, putting various colored cloths directly on their bodies.
The shape of the clothes could not be seen.
It was more like decoration than clothes.
Their exposed bodies had strong muscles.
Most of them were white, and a few were black.
But there is no yellow man.
The women were all wearing various colored cloaks, their faces covered by thin veils, and they looked very ladylike, but they only had a few inches of hair on their bodies.
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Yes, they only wrapped colorful ribbons around their bodies, barely covering their important parts and highlighting their exquisite curves.
Judging from their skin color, most of them were white, but there were no blacks.
Xiao Ming couldn't tell whether they were wearing ancient clothes or future clothes.
In short, they were not modern clothes.
His gaze shifted downwards, observing the situation on the ground.
Judging from the outline, below the auditorium is a perfectly circular arena, covered with green lawn.
In the center of the lawn, a red "x" sculpture suddenly stands.
Through the sculpture, you can see that directly opposite and far apart, there is also a group of naked bodies, all of them white people.
On both sides stood two teams of naked black men.
As you can imagine, they were all slaves killed from small cells.
With the sound of a cannon, all the men and women in the audience stood up at the same time, and a majestic and powerful music sounded.
Ten thousand people in the audience sang together.
The impassioned melody was heart-moving and the rhythm was high-pitched.
Although Xiao Ming didn't understand the lyrics, his blood boiled with excitement and he wanted to go into battle to fight.
After the music, the audience sat down neatly, and the whole place returned to the calm before the storm.
Xiao Ming reminded in a deep voice: "Everyone, prepare to fight Gong Er, follow me."
She twisted her body, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.
"Boss, how can one go to war hungry?"
the fat man complained, still thinking about eating.
There was another cannon blast, and a huge image appeared on the huge white dome: a perfect circular green earth with a red circle in the center.
There were two black circles, a white circle and a yellow circle at the top, bottom, left and right corners. lock up.
The circles at the four corners are surrounded by Arabic numerals of corresponding colors.
The numbers in the yellow circle are "1" and "6".
Almost at the same time, the transparent disk under the feet of the brothers and Gong Er flashed yellow light, showing different numbers.
Xiao Ming is "1", Gong Er is "2", Lin Juxin is "3", Xiao Wu is "4", Wang Kun is "5", and Fatty is "6", which happens to be the last in the order of appearance: