The way to the waste disposal station was blocked by various props. Han Yan supported himself on the ground with one hand, jumped back two steps, and avoided a big knife. It was a magnificent middle-aged man. He stared at Han Yan and slashed again without any politeness. Next to him, three more sides rushed up to attack Han Yan at the same time.

Han Yan dodged sideways, put away his small parasol with a click, and the tip of the umbrella quickly pierced the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide. It all happened too quickly. He didn't seem to know how he died. His body fell down. People around him were shocked. After a few days, someone shouted: "He is so sharp, he must have many badges!"

Han Yan's eyes turned cold.

The war never ends. This game is no longer like an ordinary copy of reality, it is more like an endless battle royale.

When players were fighting, the latter group of rabbit-headed men were discovered, but no one could catch them anymore. Killing a rabbit-headed man can only get one badge, killing a player who survives to the present can get more badges. Anyone knows how to choose.

As time goes by, Han Yan was surprised to discover that he had gradually gained the upper hand in this melee.

"It's not that I've become stronger, it's that they've become weaker." Han Yan dodged a fierce fist and his mind ran quickly. He suddenly thought: "Wait, where are those who attacked in the distance?"

The next moment, a heavy object landed on the ground replied to Han Yan's question. He looked up and saw a magnificent and handsome man standing on the other side of the street. Cheng Zhijun raised his first look at Han Yan. He threw a knife and killed a man who wanted to snipe after Han Yan's death.

Han Yan's eyes fell on Cheng Zhijun's blood-stained clothes. He thought of the other party's status and had a mystery in his mind.

Han Yan curled the corner of his lips. The next second, without any words, the two teamed up to knock out the hidden players who were blocking the road and officially gathered together. The average degree of these players was far lower than that of other areas, but they were numerous. Han Yan excavated several bloody mouths on his body, and there were burnt traces on his skin. Cheng Zhijun was slightly better than him.

No one knew how long it took. Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun finally approached the scrap processing station. When Han Yan was planning to rush into the scrap processing station, Yu Minxun looked up and saw him and said in surprise: "Beware!"

Han Yan quickly turned his head and dodged, but he was a step late. A sharp silver knife cut a bloody hole in his chin. A tall and thin young man stood at the door of the waste treatment station and stared at Han Yan coldly. Due to this blow, two S badges fell from Han Yan's pocket. The man lowered his head and looked at him, mockingly attacking him.

Cheng Zhijun wanted to help, and a long whip tied up his skills. He turned around and saw a high school girl standing not far away, staring at him coldly. Cheng Zhijun looked at her quietly, kicked her feet and rushed over.

Han Yan swung his small parasol to block the young man's long sword. The opponent's speed was extremely fast, and he stabbed Han Yan's key with each stroke. In a few seconds, the two had already collided dozens of times. The sharp and arbitrary long sword closed Han Yan's movement again and again. Han Yan clearly felt that the man's speed was faster and faster, and his strength grew stronger with the slash of each sword.

Another knife was slashed again, and Han Yan raised his small parasol to pat him, but was shocked by the terrifying force and fell back three steps. Seeing this, the young man immediately attacked and slashed again, rushing straight to Han Yan's head. Han Yan's eyes turned cold and he raised his left hand. A huge foreign fire suddenly hit his hand, blocking the huge knife.

The man didn't expect Han Yanchang to be in a shortcoming position, so he had already planned it and had created a giant foreign fire for no reason. Seeing this foreign fire, he felt a big feeling in his heart and wanted to retreat in horror. Han Yan shouted angrily, and the blood-colored foreign fire rubbed against the earth and splashed the vitality, burning the corner of the man's clothes.

boom!

The flames ignited in the blink of an eye.

The young man quickly used his hands to remove the fire. But the flames bit his hand and burned his hands. He shouted in surprise. The trembling high school girl who was a student of high school who was trembling with Cheng Zhijun quickly looked at him when she saw the situation clearly. After seeing the situation clearly, she said horrified: "Brother!"

The female high school student wanted to come up and put out the fire for the young man, but how could Cheng Zhijun let her leave? He grabbed the whip of the female high school student, and the latter threw the whip without any reason. Cheng Zhijun swung his right hand, and a small rope wrapped around her ability. The female high school student struggled to uncover the foundation and couldn't untie the rope, but half of the young man's body had been swallowed by the fire.

The high school girl rushed back angrily, took out a black ball from her pocket and smashed it out.

"I've fought with you!!!"

The black ball landed, and the players who were fighting around were keen to find something wrong and fled around. Han Yan was shocked and soon opened his eyes wide. Han Yan looked at Cheng Zhijun, and the two of them looked at each other. The next second, Cheng Zhijun turned around suddenly. When the world fled, he rushed to the scrap processing station without any hesitation.

Boom! The black ball exploded, and Cheng Zhijun had already entered the scrap processing station.

Before this, dozens of people had already taken advantage of the chaos to enter the scrap processing station, and players who did not collect all the badges were pushed in cold blood. Today, the excavation Cheng Zhijun entered, and the world was surprised, but they didn't think too much, and they just thought that he was going to put eight badges into the light group and pass the game.

But then, they saw Cheng Zhijun strode to the yellow ball of light, but did not take out anything, but just stood in front of it, looked at the ball of light calmly, and whispered.

Time seemed to be still, and Cheng Zhijun looked at the ball of light in silence. Three seconds later, he turned around and looked at Han Yan.

“Decision A!”

Han Yan looked at Cheng Zhijun, his lips opened and then closed again. Various complex feelings flashed through his heart, but after that, he couldn't even say a word.

After a while, Han Yan exceeded the crowd and looked at Yu Minxun not far away. Yu Minxun also caught a glimpse of Cheng Zhijun's scene after entering the scrap processing station and did not put the badge into the light ball. He looked at this scene in a daze, with a vague guess in his heart, but he was determined not to imagine the probability.

But the next moment, he heard a loud voice sounding in Xinjiekou Square: "If you don't need the badge, stand in... and you can pass the game!"

In the dark night, the fierce fighting sounds stopped at this moment. In the neglected evening breeze, countless people turned their heads and looked at the young man standing next to the scrap processing station. A huge clock near the square clicked, and the minute hand turned to the number "11".

It is 5:50 am now, and a faint whiteness appears in the east.

At the same time, on the land of several other cities on the land of China, some people cried and said, "Don't kill, don't kill again! The basics are not necessary. You can pass the level by just saying a surprise. If you say a word to it, just say a word, anything related to surprise can pass the level!"

The hour hand ticks.

It was almost dawn, and there was still a very long time left in this "last-ranked waste swab game".

Going back to the end, the "Big Waste Game of the Last Place" is really just like it says on the surface, just a big Waste Game. What the Black Tower wants is to eliminate the weaker "scrap players".

In this game, players with strong force can go through various means to kill rabbit heads, even kill players, and obtain badges. Players with higher intelligence can use calculations to obtain badges, and even find the true "surprise" and pass the game.

In the very last, there were about 800 players around Xinjiekou waste treatment station. The very last entered the waste treatment station and successfully passed the game less than 200 players. Hundreds died here, and hundreds of others were forced to enter the attack tower game. Even though Han Yan told the true method of passing the level, so many people wanted to enter a small waste treatment station within the very minute, but the foundation was inaccurate.

When the Black Tower revealed that the game was officially concluded, the figure of the loser gradually disappeared. Just like when the Earth was launched five months ago, an invisible line slowly climbed up from their feet and wiped away their figure. The players wanted to escape in panic, but the foundation could not be escaped. Some people complained that they picked up weapons and attacked the players who stood near and successfully passed the game.

The war never ends.

As soon as the game ended, Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun quickly left the chaotic area with members of the Jingzhou Group. Cheng Zhijun left alone and went to the old-fashioned house area to explore Cheng Wenxun.

There were not many players in Jingzhou, and the game ended. There was no side to see the empty streets. Chai Rong was seriously injured on one leg, and the wound on his chest had cracked again. He heard the tragic cry and metal collision sounds that came after his death, and he was so angry that he pinched his hands tightly. He looked up at the Heita above his head, his face red.

For a long time, Chai Rong punched the wall of the alley: "I don't understand, why is this game like this? If you only want to go in and give anything related to surprise, you can pass the exam even if you say 'surprise', then what exactly do we do in the past twelve hours?"

He killed so many rabbit-headed people, and so many players killed each other in Jingzhou City.

After reaching the extreme, you don’t have badges to pass the game.

So what are they doing?

"What's this?!"

Chai Rong passed many Black Tower games, and he had never seen this before. Where did this game mean to let the player pass the game?

"It understands... it just wants to kill us!"

Yu Minxun: "It just wants to kill you."

Chai Rong's voice stopped and he looked up at his companion in surprise. Yu Minxun also had a color on his body. A very deep bloody mouth cut from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his mouth, almost disfigured. The blood had already gathered, but the cut suddenly crossed his face. Along the way, the members of the Jingzhou group treated the wounds with mineral water, but Yu Minxun seemed to have no idea that he was injured. He looked at Chai Rong indifferently and said word by word: "This game is a waste wipe game. If you don't understand, then I'll report it to you, it's a battle royale. He uses this method to select the last one and kick all the unnecessary waste away. There are only the elites among them. Are you smart?"

Chai Rong didn't know why Yu Minxun asked suddenly, so he nodded first and then shook his head honestly.

Yu Minxun smiled: "But your force is strong. In its eyes, you are not considered a waste, so you passed the level."

Chai Rong couldn't help but say, "Old Xiao, your face..."

"On the contrary, if you are smart enough, you can set traps and get badges, and you can directly unravel the truth. Therefore, no matter which aspect you are good at, it will not give you a dead end. Only if you grow strong enough, you can pass the level. The Black Tower is choosing the passing ones." Yu Minxun ignored Chai Rong's words and said directly.

Chai Rong said bluntly: "Players with strong force can pass the level by force, and smart players can pass the level by solving puzzles. I know. The same is true in the past Black Tower games. We have passed the level in the past five months. But this time, according to Mr. Tang, only going in and doing anything about surprise is considered to pass the level. Then, no matter whether there are or not, he will work hard to enter the scrap processing station, and be a living horse. Such players are also considered passing in the eyes of Black Tower?"

Yu Minxun: "A player like this has lived in this battle royale for 12 hours and can still enter the scrap processing station later. Why is he not considered a passer?"

Chai Rong had a layer of anger and anger in his heart. He didn't know what he was angry about, but a big stone was blocked in his chest. The stone was heavy on his heart, making him breathe. He was raising his energy to prove the injustice of the Black Tower game: "Who said that such a player is a passer? What if someone did not match the extreme, he had no force or cleverness, he was just stupid. He just went in stupidly when the game was not long before, and there was no one hiding around the scrap processing station, and then he happened to pass the level?"

"Is there anyone like this?"

Chai Rong: "...what if there is!"

Yu Minxun stood still and looked at the stubborn Chai Rong ridiculously without saying anything. Han Yan quietly looked at the two outstanding players in Jingzhou. One of them is the captain of the Jingzhou group and the other is the captain of the Jingzhou strategy group. In the past three months, they have worked together to build Jingzhou into a very peaceful city. But now, one of them is blushing with a terrifying face and the other has a terrifying wound on their faces, but there is no hope of treating this wound.

The answer to this mystery is not to be Yu Minxun’s reply, nor to Han Yan’s statement. Ning Ning, who was standing beside him, looked down at the earth and said coldly: “Who reports you, fate is not a kind of strength.”

Chai Rong turned his head and looked at Ningning.

Ningning: "Five months ago, humans with very good fate entered the Black Tower game and became official players after passing the level. Humans with very good fate coincided with each other and became preparatory missions. Players with better fate killed people in those three days and eventually became smugglers. These three types of people have good fate. And those more than 6 billion people who were directly wiped out by the Black Tower without even knowing the truth, they had no fate, so they died." After a pause, Ningning looked at Chai Rong calmly: "Why, those six billion people are so bad?"

Chai Rong said: "Yes, so the foundation of the Black Tower is unfair, and the same is true for this big wipe game..."

"In Heita's eyes, the six billion people who disappeared are damn bad."

Chai Rong opened his eyes wide and looked at Ningning.

The tall and indifferent woman in black stared at him: "It has neither triggered the Black Tower game nor became a preparatory job, and it has not yet killed anyone. They just deserve to die, and there is no fate. Why should the Black Tower take care of whether you have this fate? Just like this big wipe game, if someone really enters the scrap processing station when the first form is not important and finds a way to pass the game, it might be better for a city players to be saved. But there is no such person to discover it. If such a thing really happens, it is natural for all the players who have been saved from it. Because they are so lucky..."

"Fate has always been a kind of strength."

After Ningning said this, she held her crossbow and turned her head to look at Yu Minxun: "Captain, I want to go and see the Black Tower."

Yu Minxun: "Okay."
Chapter completed!