The sound of violent collisions continues to resonate at the crossroads.
Tang Mo and the others blew up the building to the north, drawing the attention of the ambushers, but when they officially stormed the dump, many of the players who had been waiting on the sidelines for a long time swarmed in and took advantage of the chaos.
Five months have passed since Earth went live, and players have experienced the brutal The black tower game, without being too naive. Most of us expected someone to ambush us near the rubbish disposal, because everyone had to enter the rubbish disposal or else they wouldn't be able to finish the game. However, knowing is one thing, only players with a certain level of strength would dare to ambush. So the players were divided into two groups. One group was the ambushers, and the other was the ones who were around and were afraid to go in.
Before Fu Wenduo made his move, there was a balance between these two forces. When the balance was broken, the timid players immediately swarmed to join the Nanjing group, trying to fish in the water. At one point, hundreds of players flocked to the rubbish dump at the same time. Tang Mo waved his parasol and sent a green metal butterfly flying, and when he looked up again, he saw a ball of white fire shooting straight at his chest.
The players have a variety of props, Tang Mo uses a small parasol and keeps dodging. He counts the minutes in his mind.
A full three minutes had passed since Fu Wenduo blew up the building to the north. Tang Mo thought to himself, "... Something happened to Fu Wenduo?"
With Fu Wenduo's strength, he should have no problem escaping. The chances of something happening to him are extremely low, but Tang Mo is still not entirely sure. Soon, however, the intensity of the players' attacks forced him to put the matter behind him and keep running. Tang Mo tried to get as close as he could to the rubbish dump, to Xiao Jitong and the others. But the ambushers had already spotted his intentions.
The path to the rubbish disposal is blocked by various props. Tang Mo leaps backwards two steps with one hand on the ground to avoid a large knife. It was a tall, middle-aged man, who stared at Tang Mo and unceremoniously slashed him again. Beside him, three more men rushed to attack Tang Mo at the same time.
Tang Mo sidestepped and snapped away the small parasol, the tip of which pierced the middle-aged man's chest with a quick jab.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened. It all happened so fast that he didn't seem to understand exactly how he had died, and his body fell straight down. The people around him were startled, and after a moment, someone shouted, "He's so powerful, he must have a lot of badges!"
Tang Mo's eyes went cold.
The fighting never stops. The game no longer resembles an unusual copy of reality, this is more like an endless battle royale.
As the players milled about, the last of the rabbitheads appeared, but no one could get to them anymore. Killing a Rabbithead only earns you one badge, killing a player who has survived to this point earns you more. Anyone knows what to choose.
As time passed, Tang Mo was surprised to find himself gaining the upper hand in the melee.
"It's not that I've gotten stronger, it's that they've gotten weaker." Tang Mo dodged a fierce punch and his mind worked quickly as he suddenly thought, "Wait, where are those who attacked from a distance?"
The next moment, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground answered Tang Mo's question. He looked up and saw a tall, handsome man standing at the other end of the street. Fu Wenduo looked up at Tang Mo. He had just thrown a knife and killed a man who had come up behind Tang Mo and tried to sneak up on him.
Tang Mo's eyes fell on Fu Wenduo's bloodstained clothes. He thought about where the other man had appeared and had an answer in mind.
Tang Mo curled his lips. In the next moment, without words, the two joined forces to fly away the ambush players in their way and formally rendezvous. The average level of these players was much lower than in other areas, but they were numerous, and Tang Mo had a few bloody cuts and burn marks on his skin, while Fu Wenduo was in a slightly better position than him.
After who knows how long, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo finally approached the rubbish station. As Tang Mo was about to rush into the station, Xiao Jitong looked up and saw him and exclaimed, "Look out!"
Tang Mo turned his head to get out of the way, but he was too late, and a long, sharp, silver knife slashed a bloody gash across his jaw. A tall, thin young man stood in the doorway of the rubbish disposal, staring coldly at Tang Mo. As a result of the blow, two S-badges fell out of Tang Mo's pocket. The man looked down and sneered as he attacked.
Fu Wenduo tried to come to his aid when a long whip tied around his wrists. He turned his head to see a high school girl standing a short distance away, staring at him with a grim gaze. Fu Wenduo looked at her calmly and then suddenly, with a stomp of his foot, he rushed forward.
Tang Mo swung her small parasol to block the young man's long knife. His opponent was very fast, each stabbing at Tang Mo's vitals. In a matter of seconds, they collide dozens of times. Tang Mo could clearly feel the man's speed increasing with each stroke, and his strength increasing with each slash.
Tang Mo raised his umbrella to defend himself, but was shaken by the force and fell back three steps. The young man immediately attacked and slashed Tang Mo's head with another slash. Tang Mo's eyes went cold as he raised his left hand. A huge match suddenly appeared in his hand, blocking the powerful slash.
The man did not expect Tang Mo, who was clearly at a disadvantage, to be prepared and to have produced a giant match for no reason at all. When he saw the match, he felt bad and tried to retreat in shock. Tang Mo shouted angrily and the head of the red match sparked against the ground, setting fire to the man's coat.
Boom!
The flames flare up in the blink of an eye.
The young man rushed to put out these fires with his hands. But the flames bit into his hand and set it alight with him. He shouted in dismay, and the high school girl, who was trembling with Fu Wenduo, heard the sound and rushed to look at him, and when she saw what was happening she said in horror, "Brother!"
Fu Wenduo could not let her go when the high school girl tried to rush up and put out the fire for the young man. He yanked the high school girl's whip, which she threw without hesitation. Fu Wenduo flung his right hand and a thin rope was wrapped around her wrist. The high school girl struggled for a moment and found that she could not untie the rope, while half of the young man's body was already engulfed in flames.
The high school girl recoiled back in anger, pulled a black orb from her pocket and smashed it hard.
"I'll fight you!!!"
As the black orb hit the ground, the players in the chaos around him sensed a hint of trouble and fled in all directions. Tang Mo was startled, but his eyes soon widened. Tang Mo looks at Fu Wenduo and their eyes meet. The next moment, Fu Wenduo suddenly turned around. As the crowd scurries away, he rushes towards the rubbish disposal station without hesitation.
Boom! The black orb exploded and Fu Wenduo had entered the rubbish disposal.
Before that, dozens of people had already taken advantage of the chaos to enter the rubbish disposal station, and some players who had not collected all the badges were mercilessly pushed in. Now that Fu Wenduo was found to have gone in the crowd, although they were surprised, they didn't think too much of it and just assumed that he was going to put the eight badges into the light mass and pass the game.
However, the next thing they saw was Fu Wenduo striding up to the ball of yellow light and actually not taking anything out, but just standing in front of it, looking at it calmly and speaking in a low voice.
Time seems to stand still as Fu Wenduo looks at the ball of light in silence. After three seconds, he turns to look at Tang Mo.
"Plan A!"
Tang Mo looked at Fu Wenduo, and his lips opened and closed. All sorts of complicated emotions flashed through his mind, but in the end, he couldn't even say a single word.
A few moments later, Tang Mo crossed the crowd and looked at Xiao Jitong, who was not far away. Xiao Jitong also saw Fu Wenduo enter the rubbish disposal without putting his badge into the light.
But the next moment, he heard a loud voice ringing out from the New Street Plaza, "No badge needed, stand in ... and you'll pass the game!"
In the darkness of the night, the fierce sounds of fighting all stopped at this moment. In the sluggish evening breeze, countless people turned their heads to look at the young man standing by the rubbish disposal station. A huge clock next to the square clicked and the minute hand turned to the number '11'.
It is now 5.50am and a faint white of fish belly is rising in the east.
At the same time, there were cries from the land of China, and from the land of several other cities, saying: "No more killing, no more killing! You don't even need a badge, just say SURPRISE and you're through. You say one word to it, just one word, anything to do with SURPRISE will get you through!"
The clock hand ticks away.
It's almost dawn and there are ten minutes left in this "last man standing rubbish clearance game".
At 6:00am on March 6, a clear child's voice rang out over the ten cities. There seemed to be a note of gloating in its tone, and as if it was taunting every player present -
"Ding Dong! The large-scale reality copy of 'The Endbringer's Trash Sweeper Game' has ended. As of game time, China Zone 6, 4921 trash successfully cleared and gained human status; China Zone 49, 4235 trash successfully cleared ... China Zone 1002, 3914 trash successfully cleared and gained human status."
"The rest of the rubbish starts loading into the Tower Attack game (difficult mode)."
"Dingdong! The human player in zone 10 above, receives the reward 'SURPRISE from The black tower'."
"Please ask players to work on attacking the tower!"
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