Global Collapse

Chapter 126 The Increasingly Skilled Announcement

[Announcement (June 4, 21:45)]

The special replica of the '444 Last Bus' is currently unavailable due to vehicle damage and has been sent to a repair shop. The reopening date is yet to be determined.

[Since no players were in the instance when it was destroyed, there is no compensation list for this instance.]

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[Announcement (June 4, 23:51)]

The normal dungeon 'Terror Manor' has collapsed. This dungeon will no longer be available. We sincerely apologize for any inconvenience this may cause to players.

[List of players receiving compensation: Gu Mian, Chu Changge, and the fat guy surnamed Wang]

The fat man stared at the game panel in front of him and exclaimed, "Look, this is what practice makes perfect! This is what practice makes perfect! The layout of this announcement is much better than before, and it even includes the time. It looks quite professional."

Chu Changge didn't speak, but looked outside the ticket hall.

It is 23:52 PM now.

The ticket booth has LED lights displaying the world time.

It was still late at night. Gu Mian remembered that when he entered the dungeon, there was a large group of people following him. He originally thought that the group would wait here, but it turned out that he was wrong.

Both inside and outside the ticket booth were completely silent.

Gu Mian craned her neck to look outside the door, trying to see if there was any ambush, but there was not a sound at all.

Did everyone outside die after one instance of dungeon raid was created?
The ticket seller didn't seem to need a break. When the group came out, they were met with his huge, round eyes, which looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

"Are you out?" the ticket seller asked kindly first.

Although she didn't know why he was being so amiable, Gu Mian replied amiably, "I'm out."

"Get out of here now!" It sounded like the tone of someone who had been working diligently but whose wages had been inexplicably deducted.

Gu Mian coughed awkwardly twice: "Young man, did anyone chase us in after we entered the dungeon?"

The ticket seller seemed reluctant to answer, but when he caught a glimpse of the menacing chainsaw in Gu Mian's hand, a look of grievance crossed his face, and he pouted:

A batch has arrived.

Then another batch came in.

"The two groups started fighting. The first group ran away, and the second group caught up with them."

No wonder, Gu Mian suddenly realized. No wonder there was no one outside; they had been scared away by the newly emerging evil forces.

The fat man hurriedly said, "Doctor, let's go quickly. I've traveled all over the country and seen a lot of things. I guess this is two evil forces fighting over territory. Once they come back, we won't be able to leave. Although I really want to know how you appeared in the mirror, you can just tell me this as a bedtime story."

Gu Mian nodded in agreement: "But is our car broken?"

But at this point, they couldn't care less about anything else. If they lost their car, they could walk out of the town, but if they lost their lives, they were doomed.

The group walked towards the door. The ticket seller breathed a sigh of relief, then muttered under her breath, "I should have bought that popular item from the supermarket too..."

Gu Mian vaguely heard his words and was about to turn around to ask what the hot-selling item was, but before he could turn around, the group saw the "second wave of evil forces" the ticket seller had mentioned.

"The army?" The fat man was incredibly agile at this moment, leaping behind the door frame and hiding, only revealing half of his face.

A large contingent of troops is advancing on the road, heading towards Hengdian.

At the very front was a strangely shaped car, followed by several other cars full of people.

This army seems to have come from Hengdian, and their current march towards Hengdian is merely a return journey.

"Why do you react like this when you see the army?" Gu Mian said this, but her body language betrayed her as she hid behind the fat man.

At this moment, Chu Changge also flashed to the other side of the door.

The three men each showed half their faces, looking at the army passing by on the road not far away.

Chu Changge pushed up his glasses: "This place is not far from the first event location. I'm sure the higher-ups are paying close attention. A large number of troops were deployed here when the event was announced, and then they swept outwards from Hengdian as the center." "Sweep out?" Fatty asked in disbelief: "Why do you say it like the Japanese devils have entered the village? This is clearly eliminating a scourge for the people."

Anyone who has played online games knows that "events" offer a lot of resources, and players can gain great benefits from them.

The current activity location is like a resource zone, so of course we need to protect the resource zone first; it absolutely cannot be disturbed here.

Moreover, the large number of troops gathered here is also conducive to improving the quality of the troops.

"The activity area must be heavily guarded now, and players may even be restricted from entering." Chu Changge's half-exposed glasses gleamed.

The fat man looked troubled: "What should we do then? Does this mean we won't be able to get in? We finally made it this far."

Chu Changge lowered his head slightly, and the reflective lenses of his glasses no longer shone: "Of course, the restrictions are not on people like us. People all over the world are evolving, and countries would love for their citizens to be more capable."

"Who are those people restricted?" the fat man asked innocently.

Chu Changge glanced at him sideways: "Of course, the restrictions are on those dangerous individuals, the kind who would cause trouble after increasing their strength, like those bandits who are chasing us; also, since the global game started, how many foreign faces have you seen?"

After a moment's thought, the fat man realized it was true. He had only seen a few exotic faces in the killing game instance, and hadn't seen many in the real world.

"You mean..." the fat man paused, "...that we shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders?"

Gu Mian nodded in agreement: "I think the moment the game starts, a large number of troops will be stationed at the border to strictly prohibit outsiders from entering. Who knows, some country might suddenly have a brain fart and want to realize its dream of a globally unified Earth; and no one would be happy if other countries came here to freeload off our resources, right?"

“I said…” the fat man’s expression turned strange: “All that stuff about national alliances, resource sharing, and friendly cooperation that I saw on TV before was a lie?”

"Of course it's a lie," Gu Mian said bluntly. "What time is it now, my friend? If you let them in, they might just renege on their promise and kill you. After they kill you, they'll laugh at you for being a fool and giving people free sex."

Chu Changge nodded in agreement: "Even if the first event is here, they would definitely restrict outsiders from entering the country, unless the event is in a country where the border cannot be defended."

The fat man asked with some worry, "Then do you think we can hold our border?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Gu Mian glanced at him.

By this time, the army had already crossed the border.

During this time, someone turned their head and saw half of the three people's faces, but did not pay attention to it.

Presumably, the evil forces in this town have been eliminated.

Only when the army was back to the viewer did the fat man confidently step forward: "This is the first time I've ever seen so many soldiers. They have a much stronger presence than those on TV."

"Don't worry," Gu Mian patted his shoulder, "Even if I gave you that same skin, you still wouldn't have the same aura as him."

The fat man pursed his lips, but his attention was quickly drawn to something else.

Something red peeked out from Gu Mian's white coat. Curious, the fat man reached in and pulled out a red envelope.

"What the heck?" the fat man asked in surprise. "Is this some special item you got in the dungeon, Doctor? A letter from a vengeful ghost?"

Gu Mian raised an eyebrow: "What nonsense, this is clearly the New Year's money I gave you."

The fat man was a little surprised. He opened the envelope and sure enough, there was a red bill inside—five mao (0.5 yuan).

He glanced at the LED board in the ticket hall; it was 11:59, almost Chinese New Year.

The fat man, holding a red envelope, said, "I never thought I'd receive New Year's money in my lifetime. Ever since my dad passed away..."

“You can think of me as your father,” Gu Mian said.

The fat man cursed, "Go to hell..."

But his words were immediately cut short as Chu Changge pulled out a five-yuan note from the red envelope.

The fat man looked at his 50 cents: "Why does he have more than me?"

Gu Mian said, "It seems like you chose this yourself."

Fatty: "..."

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