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"Crack!"
The metal object fell to the ground, and the crisp sound caught Mingshu's attention. Someone threw an iron hook up from below, and it happened to hook on the edge of the rooftop.
Mingshu put down his sleeves and walked towards the edge of the rooftop.
The iron hook was connected to the iron wire and dropped to the bottom. There was a black shadow rushing towards her quickly.
Mingshu made a quick decision and kicked the iron hook off the rooftop.
The black shadow lost its support and fell straight down.
"Grass!"
A loud curse rang out, followed by the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, and then the space returned to silence.
Mingshu raised his head and looked into the distance. This is a ruined city. The buildings seem to be covered with a thick layer of dust and are dilapidated and old. The only color is the scattered golden light in the buildings, which are the stars of the city.
The city star shines brightest where it lands, and its light will become dimmer over time.
Mingshu looked up at the sky, so hungry!
God is going to kill me!
?????????????? Only by enduring hardship can one become a great person - what a piece of shit!
Please bring me a dozen chicken legs.
Every city will have a safe point, and there will be weapons and food in the safe point, but the map has not updated the safe point information.
So Mingshu had no choice but to raise his head and cry out that he was hungry, hoping that chicken pie would fall from the sky.
This fucked up world!
Mingshu took out the little beast and asked, "Do you still have something to eat in your space?"
The little beast huddled up, no, no, I have nothing to eat.
The little beast thought about it carefully and immediately realized that something was wrong.
You are the one who shovels shit, you should feed me, how can you ask for food from me! ! Do you want to be shameless?
"No, I'm so hungry." Mingshu pinched it and said, "Give me some if you have any."
The little beast pressed its paw against her hand and groaned.
You can¡¯t save snacks, how could I have any?
Mingshu: ""
This is a sad topic.
"What do you think you are using the space for?" Mingshu threw the little beast away, a typical example of burning bridges across rivers.
The little beast was so angry that he was jumping in the dust.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not all your messy things, you are a shoveler of shit, don't go too far, I will be angry! !
Mingshu smiled, "Oh."
Little Beast: "" So angry! !
Why does it have such a shit shovel?
The color of the sky is getting brighter and brighter, the sun appears above the head, and the temperature rises a lot instantly.
The light of the city star was no longer visible. Minshu checked the map again. The countdown was displayed on the map. The game was about to begin¡ª¡ª
The number of people in the camp has changed.
(Black) 1560: 1692 (White)
Nearly a thousand people have been eliminated before the game even begins. The cruelty of this game can be seen from here.
The map has also changed. Before, the map was just a simple map. Now you can see black and white dots distributed all over the map.
The only green dot should be herself.
This gameis so damn perverted!
"ah!"
The screams came from the other side of the rooftop, and Mingshu turned to the other side of the rooftop. A woman was killed below, and her blood spattered onto the wall, soaking it with a layer of dark brown marks.
"And there were two men standing next to the woman, one of whom was the one who was about to go to the rooftop just now.
When Mingshu looked down, the two men also looked up.
The eyes of Ming Shu met.
The other party looked at her, but did not come up. Instead, he told his companion to retreat, and the two quickly disappeared into the building below-
The safe spots in each city are different, and there are no prompts, so you have to find them on your own.
Mingshu was walking on the dilapidated streets of the city, and screams could be heard from time to time in his ears. They were sounds of despair and helplessness.
Newcomers generally don¡¯t take action so quickly. The ones taking action now are all veteran players. They want to harvest the heads of newcomers who haven¡¯t figured out the situation as soon as possible.
Mingshu felt like walking was a torment, and she didn¡¯t have the strength to kill anyone. Fortunately, when she appeared, no one would attack her. Most people would just look her over and run away.
Is it because I¡¯m so good-looking that I¡¯m so fascinated that I can¡¯t bear to do it?
There is also a small part?Confused people would talk to her.
"Hey, are you alone?"
The sound came from above the head. Mingshu looked up and saw a man dressed as a clown, with green curly hair on his head and colorful makeup on his face. He looked funny and weird. He sat on the balcony on the second floor, swinging his legs and looking at her.
The clothes on his body are bright and colorful, forming a sharp contrast with the dark buildings of the city.
This kind of person must be an old player.
Mingshu felt a little tired after raising her head for a while. She lowered her head and continued walking forward.
I need to conserve my energy.
The clown jumped down from the second floor, jumped up and down to catch up with her, and asked her in a pure and innocent tone, "Where are you going? Maybe I can help you show the way!"
"Be safe."
No emotion could be seen on the clown¡¯s funny face. He tilted his head and asked, ¡°Are you going to grab a safer weapon?¡±
Mingshu smiled, "Grab something to eat."
"Oh." The clown laughed funnyly, "I really don't know about this."
I didn¡¯t know you were beeping blindly for a long time.
The sky is big and the earth is big, snacks are the biggest.
I'm going to find some snacks.
The clown didn¡¯t know what he saw in her, so he stuck to her all the way.
When passing by a fork in the road, I met three people, maybe new people, who already knew a little about the current situation.
But her combat effectiveness was too low. When she suddenly met someone, Mingshu looked normal, but there was a weirdo dressed as a clown next to her, and she immediately panicked.
"Run?"
¡°You didn¡¯t see it just now, those people are so fast, can we outrun them?¡±
"What should we do? Wait for death?"
When the conversation over there came over, the clown looked at Mingshu first, and Mingshu looked over there with a lack of interest. The clown said in that pure and innocent voice again: "Oh, we are in the same camp, I will not kill you."
The innocence is mixed with a little regret.
Mingshu silently stayed away from the clown, this horse rider is a pervert.
"Faction?" The people over there obviously didn't understand. After finally meeting someone who was willing to talk, they immediately asked: "What camp?"
"Newcomers are always so interesting." The clown's eyes betrayed him. He looked at an ignorant novice.
The clown continued: "We are a big group. But the people behind you are not."
"Varied¡¡"
"ah!"
The three people fell down one after another, without even a chance to resist, with panic and confusion still on their faces.
The person who did it looked this way and ran away again.
"Why is he running away?" There was no one before, so Mingshu couldn't ask. Now that there is a pervert next to him, Mingshu thinks he should ask.
The clown said in a matter-of-fact tone, "If you see a high-level player and don't run away, are you waiting to be killed?"
An idea flashed in Mingshu's mind. The original owner was a level four player High-level players can see some information about low-level players. For example, she can see black or white words above everyone's head, which represents the camp.
"But low levels cannot see it. If you encounter someone who cannot see this kind of information, if you are not sure, you can kill the opponent in one go. Ninety-nine percent of these old fritters will choose to run away.
As long as you protect yourself, you can live better.
Mingshu turned his head and could see a black letter on the clown's head.
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The source of the falling silver is: The flowing water falls three thousand feet, which is suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the sky - "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com