The simulated sand table begins to roll, and the terrain of this final is randomly selected. The picture scrolls quickly from desert, jungle, and glacier, and finally freezes in the ruins.

The circular competition area is an independent world on its own. Through the glass, you can see the blood-red sunset, the scorching sun, the city of wasteland machinery interlaced with reinforced concrete, and the zombies slowly approach the center from the edge.

Unlike the natural map, the ruins map is also filled with external interference, and the zombie group will gradually become stronger over time. After more than 30 minutes, even the most powerful warrior cannot survive in the mouth of the zombie after several times of evolution.

The red and blue players started looking for bunkers, waiting for the opportunity to start the first confrontation, and looking for the best time to **** the water spirit.

"The blue player seemed a little absent-minded," the commentator was absent-minded for a while, and he coughed after half a minute after the game started, and joked, "Indeed, the image of the water spirit is too cute this time, I don't know the modeling work. How long has the staff suffered..."

Modeling staff: "???"

They clearly remembered that the water spirit they modeled this time was a little otter, how did they become a little mermaid!

In Utopia, due to objective conditions, there are very few players in "Cubs Cultivation Project".

And even if you are playing games, it is difficult to guess that the'Water Spirit' in front of you is the Muse Empire who happened to be transmitted by the light tower system and caught up with the filter system disorder and directly superimposed the mermaid and dwarf filters. King... Wen Xingze.

The "Water Spirit" is still curled up in the beam of light.

The little guy is soft from the skin to the hair, and even the pearl-like scales, and the tail fin has a gauze-like texture.

The bottom-up bubbles flicked over the tail of the young mermaid's hair again and again, making the silvery silver swimming like a moonlight falling into a galaxy in a startling arc.

The little mermaid looked sleepy and dim. He yawned softly, then rubbed his eyes, and tentatively touched the transparent wall of the beam of light.

"Ding Dong".

The wall touched by him lit up with pixel fragments of fluorescence, like a firework explosion. The little mermaid was taken aback. As he patted his tail back anxiously, his eyes opened a little rounder, and he hurriedly bubbled up: "Gurulu!"

...Many people suddenly got up from the audience.

Damn, this is too cute!

If it weren't for the complete closure of the competition area after the start of the finals, or for the last sane remaining, I really want to rush to the stage now to **** the little mermaid and steal it home.

Fortunately, the live broadcast system is closed during Star Trek. Otherwise, it is difficult to imagine what the muse parents will do.

Several cameras are working at the same time. There are four giant light screens suspended above the arena. They are the arena from the perspective of God, the cameras of the red and blue players, and the status quo of the water elves.

Unconsciously, nearly half of the audience's attention was attracted by the water elves, and they were absent-minded to discuss the game.

"This terrain is really bad for the Titans...Ah, the little guy is blowing bubbles again, is he hungry?"

"Will virtual modeling be hungry too?... The zombie has evolved three times, and there is not much time left... I want to feed the little guy with a small bottle."

"I can't move my eyes at all."

"He seems to be observing the surrounding situation, trying to find out what this trapped him is. The little guy is very smart."

"I heard that Muse has a "Cub Raising Plan". If the cubs they raise are so cute, it is understandable why this kind of krypton game is so popular..."

"..."

Wen Xingze couldn't understand what they were saying.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that he had come to another universe, and it was obviously not a muse.

He was ‘installed’ in a cylinder filled with nutrient solution, which felt smooth to the touch. The nutrient solution felt moist and warm. Wen Xingze took a tentative sip, and took another sip after a few seconds.

"belch."

The taste is a bit like four season milk green with three-pointed sugar and ice.

The director who has been observing the little mermaid looked at the little guy, and put the sponsor’s advertisement at this time: "Xingyu brand nutrient solution, your little cute will love the flavor of four season milk green, the edible nutrient solution is Real nutrition!"

"..." Wen Xingze wondered whether it seemed that the big Utopia competition was also about the right meal, and then nodded in cooperation, and the fish's tail swayed up and down.

Many people in the audience were obsessed with watching the little guy's every move. At this time, some of the audience threw the terminal into the sky with excitement, and the terminal with tens of thousands of stars turned into fireworks.

Such a'civil style is simple', it should be utopia.

Wen Xingze guessed that this should be Utopia's annual'killing show' final scene. And he turned on the mermaid filter and the dwarf filter, and the dwarf filter turned him back to five or six years old.

Being stared at by so many people without wearing clothes makes Wen Xingze feel a bit...in fact, it's okay, because he is not the kind of person who is too shy...Uh, fish.

It's not that he can't get out.

It's just that Wen Xingze wanted to come to Utopia to watch the finals of the Killing Show before. He hadn't got a chance while playing games before. Finally, he had the opportunity to watch the game up close. Wen Xingze decided to watch a while.

Some viewers named the "Water Spirit" Krypton Gold by name, and soon a packet of potato chips and a bottle of milk fell from the sky.

Wen Xingze watched the game with relish holding the potato chips.

Waiting for the finals to become fierce, the two players fought in the middle of the ruins. The sound of weapons colliding and the sparks of sparks were gorgeous.

In addition to facing pressure from each other, most of the zombies have also evolved to level five. If the water elves are not rescued within five minutes, the entire finals area will be razed by the most advanced zombies.

So, this will be the only game without a championship since the killing show was held for thirty times... The grumpy man in the audience is probably cursing.

Everyone's distracted attention finally came back.

It won't hurt the little guy.

"There is not much time left for the two players. The most advanced zombie is now at level five...level six! level six! There is only less than 10% of the space in the entire competition area!"

The tone of the commentary also became tense.

At the level of two finalists, facing a group of sixth-level zombies, there was almost no fight back. What's more, in the ruins map, the ruins will gradually collapse.

Now it has begun to collapse, and all kinds of reinforced concrete are constantly falling down.

The space of the competition area suspended in the air is filled with gunpowder.

Both players were injured to varying degrees.

The little mermaid in the beam of light seemed inexplicably laid-back. He seemed to have gradually adapted to the current situation, watching the fighting outside with contentment and even a little curiosity, as well as the zombies getting closer and closer... How many viewers worry about hurting him.

The little mermaid is even eating potato chips.

Audiences:"……"

The two players fought closer and closer to where the "Water Spirit" was. With more than one minute left in the countdown, it was the blue player who finally took the lead. The Titan player was in a coma due to a serious injury.

But the blue player has not won the game. He has to rescue the "Water Spirit".

In such a fierce battle, the blue player's hood has been riddled with blood stains. He leaned on his cane and walked in the direction of Wen Xingze.

Across the glass, in the deep blue water, Wen Xingze quietly watched him walk in front of him.

"We are leaving here." the man said.

Wen Xingze spit out a series of bubbles expressing agreement.

The man twitched his lips and continued: "Can you come out by yourself?"

Wen Xingze: "?"

Audiences:"???"

The audience and Wen Xingze were dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of millions of Utopia audiences went out of anger. What kind of person, the little mermaid is in front of you, go and hug him! Then steal home and raise it! He doesn't want to be in the audience!

Zai Zai don't need to be donated to those in need!

Wen Xingze maintained the position of biting half of a potato chip, stayed for a while, and slowly chewed the potato chips and swallowed: "...I—"

I don't know what Wen Xingze did and hindered the other's eyes. The contestant looked at his potato chips, frowned, and suddenly said mockingly:

"I eat potato chips every day, and anyone who buys you snacks can eat them, and I don't worry about being poisoned by others."

The tone is very motherly.

Wen Xingze: "...I—"

Wen Xingze couldn't speak, and took another slice with some grievances.

"Let's go, I will leave you alone." The man knocked on the glass impatiently.

The man was completely covered by a hooded robe, and Wen Xingze could only vaguely see a pair of lazy honey eyes.

He looks a lot like someone Wen Xingze knows.

It looks like, this character... also looks like an orc.

According to different races, orcs actually have different personalities. Most herbivorous orcs are more enthusiastic and innocent, while carnivores are withdrawn, aggressive, possessive, and poisonous. To Wen Xingze, they are very much like the mother who forces you to wear long trousers after the fall.

Wen Xingze once lived in the desert with the polar wolves. During that time, he was scolded for almost everything. He would be scolded for eating indiscriminately, would be scolded for sleeping late, and all the orcs would be very angry if they went out without wearing goggles. Roar……

In the daytime he scolded him, but at night he would still turn into a fluffy silver wolf animal shape, angrily, and lay down tightly around him to help him block the cold wind from the desert mixed with gravel.

But the player in front of him has no earrings. The earrings that the orcs didn't want to remove until they died.

Wen Xingze: "I will come out now, hiccup."

"...Don't **** eat potato chips!" the man shouted at him.

The audience has already begun to be confused. It is hard to imagine that this is the scene that took place at the last minute of the Killing Show finals. It is almost like a "Happy Family" sitcom. The dialogue between the two people is so proficient, it is not like a player and an NPC who met each other for the first time on the field. Is this also a program written? When did Slaughter Show achieve this level?

Then, all changes occurred in an instant.

While the ruins were collapsing, a huge boulder fell from the sky. The blue player didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and put a skill to break the boulder.

However, what everyone did not expect was that it was a special item stone cursed by a seven-level zombie.

Starting from the blue player's stick, everything within a radius of ten meters was frozen in the blink of an eye. Before the person was completely frozen, the final reaction was to kneel down in the direction of the little mermaid and stretch out his hand.

An unreserved, instinctive protective posture.

"boom--"

The ice cube was hammered to pieces by the group of zombies that followed.

The blue player was also sent back to the resurrection cabin and was also disqualified from the competition!

If he doesn't want to protect the little mermaid in the end, but saves himself first, maybe he won't lose the qualification directly. Of course because of this, the ice curse did not spread to the direction of the beam of light.

"...The blue player also lost the qualification. There is no champion in this final." The commentator was also shocked by the unexpected change, and it took a long time to get over. "There are still the last thirty seconds. Now everyone is most concerned about The elves' situation is very dangerous. The zombies have all evolved to level 7, and the ruins are about to be destroyed!"

As a popular game across the country, the game effects and atmosphere of Kill Show are extremely realistic, almost the same as reality.

The round competition area suspended in mid-air has been completely covered with broken walls that have collapsed. Seventh-level zombies with hideous faces wandered in the space in groups.

The wind howled.

Everyone's hearts mentioned their throats, and while they were inexplicably anxious and worried, they were sighing again.

"Unexpectedly, there is no championship this time."

"What happens if the water spirit is not rescued? Modeling shouldn't die...but it feels so heartbreaking."

"It's just a game npc, the force value is set very low, I suggest that the official killing show can launch a nurturing game, just raising this little mermaid will be very good."

"No, aren't we the same as the idiots of the Muse?! The machos don't play the cultivation game!"

After all, the Water Spirit is just an NPC with no skills. The only meaning of his existence is to be saved. No matter how cute he looks and how everyone likes it, this fact will not change. Even the top two players in the Master Gathering Killing Show can't hold it. How can such a small npc survive?

Countdown to the last ten seconds.

The end is doomed, the game is about to end, but for some reason, no spectators got up to pack up and prepare to leave.

It seems that something is forcing them to continue to look at the competition area.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

The wind engulfed in blood and sand swept across the entire space, the blood-red setting sun burned fiercely in the sky, and the entire suspended platform was shaking slightly. The beam of light where the water elves lived has been buried behind the dust. The essence of the beam of light was just a petri dish filled with nutrient solution. At this time, the broken wires were exposed, and blue sparks sizzled.

The tracking camera slowly zoomed in.

Four, three, two...

suddenly.

The explosion sounded, a large area of ​​ruined scorched earth was lifted by the sound of cannons, and the whole scene was like the end of the world.

The thin figure of the teenager appeared between the smoke screens.

He is like a knight in an ancient ritual, kneeling on one knee, leaning over with his backhand. The boy's knuckles turned slightly, and a pure black dagger suddenly appeared in his palm. In an instant, the time was infinitely extended, reflecting in everyone's retina, his movements were slow and sharp to the extreme, like a bloodthirsty and quenched black blade diagonally across the neck of the only eighth-level zombie——

boom!

The flames skyrocketed.

It was a scene where adrenaline was enough to soar to the extreme, and every cell had to tremble for it. The fierce duel of the night was not even as shocking as this scene.

——The young man’s long hair is loosely tied with seaweed, his skin is white and transparent, and his pale golden pupils are distant and precious, like a jade statue in a shrine that is indifferent and unhappy. Behind him is the doomsday wasteland that is constantly collapsing from the sky, with smoke flowing through and sparking.

"..."

For the second time today, the entire arena fell into complete silence.

Dead still.

Even the host and commentator, who are good at enlivening the atmosphere and telling the status quo, were suddenly speechless.

The background has become a mess, all kinds of red lights that indicate bugs are flashing crazily, and the programmers in charge of debugging are already in a mess.

At this moment, the countdown displayed directly above was finally completely cleared, and the gentle reminder set by the game system sounded as expected:

"Tonight, head to the top.

"The Killing Show final is officially over. Let us congratulate the winner, Wen Xingze from the Muse Empire, who became the champion of the 30th Killing Show.

"The champion will be given the right to challenge my king. The game will be held at the central venue one hour later, at nine o'clock tonight. Please be there on time!"

Wen Xingze: "..."

Audiences:"……"

Audience: "??? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"