I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing shuttled through the plant.

He did not move fast, had no special purpose, and was simply observing the condition of the factory. So far, he did not know how many pilgrims there were in this venue, nor what the so-called secret letter looked like.

There are many factories in the factory, which are not small in size. The load-bearing wall and the large iron door are separated from each other. In the several factories that Cui Zuojing has walked through, there are many large-scale machines working and handling countless parts. The structure of the factory building is similar to the one when he first entered, with tall and large windows.

In the booming sound of running, Cui Zuojing pushed several boxes in the corner under the window, stacked them up and stepped on it, trying to see what was going on outside.

When the box was not high enough, he knocked the nails in his pocket on the wall with his fists to form a simple nail ladder. He climbed like a rock and climbed with his hands and feet.

Finally, Cui Zuojing's head successfully reached the bottom of the window. Outside was an endless wilderness, and only scattered green grass dotted it, and it seemed even more barren.

And the sun is on the other side he can't see.

Cui Zuojing tilted his head and saw with his eyes the small box at the end of the window sill 20 meters away.

Huh?

Cui Zuojing climbed up on the window sill, stepped on the window sill that was only 10 centimeters wide, with the glass behind him, moved a little bit, picked the box in his hand, and then he returned to the same place as usual, jumping on the box, Open the box.

Inside is an envelope sealed with rose paint. Cui Zuojing tears it open and pours out a golden hard card with the "secret letter I" inscribed on it.

Can this thing be used to upgrade cards?

Cui Zuojing is temporarily unused. He plans to store secret letters first to see if he can grab other people's cards. If there are more powerful ones, upgrade them.

As for the situation outside the factory, he did not expect it. As a venue for the knockout, the circus will definitely not let them leave.Cui Zuojing pulled out the nails on the wall and retrieved them, then returned to the ground to continue exploring.

In the center of the plant, the giant hammer fell down again and again, smashing tons of force on the steel raw materials on the lower track, pressing it into a flat shape, each time with a dull loud noise, it made people feel There is no doubt that if something else falls on it, it will definitely be destroyed immediately.

Each plant will have one to four doors connected to other rooms. Cui Zuojing has walked through dozens of plants all the way. Every time he passes through a door, he draws a rough structural picture in his head.

In the sixteenth factory building he passed by, he met the first man after he came in.

It was a tall, thin young man, who was also exploring all around, seeing Cui Zuojing from afar, he was looking at this side alertly, and he was quickly approaching the place that could be used as a bunker, if any accident happened, he could be in the first place Guarantee safety.

Cui Zuojing ignored him and moved forward on his own.

The young man saw that he had walked in front of him, did not mean to make trouble, and did not take the initiative to attack Cui Zuojing. After confirming that the distance between the two was far enough to allow sufficient reaction time, he moved in a different direction from the young man. Iron gate leading to another plant.

He and Cui Zuojing both have the same idea-before clarifying the situation of the venue, hurriedly fighting for each other's cards to conflict will only consume their own limited power.

Cui Zuojing walked for about three hours, the rumbling of the machine kept ringing in his ears, monotonous and trembling, and he was gradually upset, and the giant machines and parts in the factory building didn't look too much, or-- Some factories will have exactly the same structure as he used to pass by.

Along the way, he also met a lot of people, and everyone didn't mean to do anything for a while-maybe it might be, but it was ignored by Cui Zuojing.

In the 58th factory building, Cui Zuojing stopped.

If he remembered correctly, this plant was the one he just came in. Cui Zuojing remembered that he came out of the east wall and took a few nails from the track.

He made sure that he wasn't going around in circles, and to avoid this situation, he kept moving towards the front right.

So... there is a problem with the space here.

He walked for so long and never touched the boundary of the plant. If the space here is infinite, it is not suitable for the pilgrims to eliminate each other and grab the cards of others.

In order to control the scope of the site and make the people inside feel that the factory is boundless, the same plant should appear at many spatial coordinates at the same time to cause this effect.

In other words, there are only a dozen or twenty workshops, and the distortion of the space makes the factory create an endless feeling.

Okay, this is roughly the case, the next thing to do is to see how the cards in other people's hands are.

If Cui Zuojing is right, the final card game is probably not a turn-based game. The more cards in hand, the easier it is to win. Otherwise, if the competition for the right to get tickets is too weak, it will The effect of getting pilgrims to eliminate each other is not achieved.

Cui Zuojing had thought for a long time. He didn't need to deliberately search for secret letters the other day and a half, and waited for others to collect all the scattered secret letters. He then grabbed them from them, which was the most efficient way.

He picked up a few pieces of steel that might be used as a shell. The parts were very thin, just as his heart wanted. With the addition of the killer’s power, the steel was turned into a dagger and easily inserted into the wall. Cui Zuojing Climbing with steel plates one by one in this way quickly turned the steel frame at the top of the plant deftly.

Because he had to support the roof, the steel frame was quite thick, and it was more than enough to lie on it. Cui Zuojing found a hidden corner where he could see others but it was difficult to find him, stretched his lazy waist, and pulled out his phone from his pocket After looking at it, I slipped my hand into the chat interface with Dong Zheng.

Since the two of them have further developed, Dong Zheng has to let Cui Zuojing set him to be particularly concerned, as long as Dong Zheng is in the group or talking to him in private chats, Cui Zuojing can receive prompts immediately.

When Dong Zheng wanted to accomplish one thing, he sometimes stubbornly made Cui Zuojing feel terrible, especially in this matter, it was almost useless to protest. Cui Zuojing said every time not to care about these formalistic things, But Dong Zheng insisted that he had to follow him.

But after that, Cui Zuojing set the phone to vibrate, or it wouldn't stop if it kept ringing.

Staring at the news that Dong Zheng called him downstairs for dinner last night, Cui Zuojing sighed, unable to tell what it felt like. He flipped through the chat log. Every time Dong Zheng spoke to him, there was only one "oh" when he answered, "OK" or "Got it" looks a bit impersonal.

But he really just didn't know what to return.

Maybe it will be better after the feelings are taken back.

Dong Zheng should be in other venues, Cui Zuojing's fingers hesitated for a while on the dialog box, and slowly typed a line: "Where are you?"

He felt regret when he pressed the send button. He now clearly sends a message that the other party must not receive it. Why do he have to do more and wait for the signal coming out of the venue to recover? Dong Zheng might not even want to make up his mind!

Cui Zuojing quickly withdrew the news.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, the teenager chose a comfortable posture, began to close his eyes and rest, and quietly waited for the timing of the shot.

...

Dong Zheng was sitting on a chair, his hands and feet were fixed on the armrests and chair legs with electronic shackles, and he could not move. The door of the cell was closed in front of him, and the fully armed security guards were outside. Security blocked this small cell and trapped Dong Zheng in it.

This is a confinement room.

The room is ten square meters in size. The chair is welded to the floor and Dong Zheng is firmly locked. There are cameras in each of the four corners of the ceiling to ensure that no dead ends are monitored.

Dong Zheng woke up from the darkened room, and after listening to the clown in the recorder, his front foot stepped out of the room, and his hind foot was surrounded by a group of people wearing helmets and special combat uniforms, and his head was pointed at the gun.

Dong Zheng soon understood that this was a prison, they were prison guards, and Dong Zheng was a prisoner who had just tried to escape.

He was taken back to the confinement room.

I don't know yet how to get out.

The clown's reminder said that the venue was called "Space", and all the technologically-savvy facilities told him that it was an interstellar prison. Go out and have the opportunity to fight other pilgrims.

Dong Zheng waited patiently, but waiting did not mean doing nothing.

He closed his eyes and consciously entered the kernel world, standing on a high firewall.

Outside the wall, there are many things that are also made up of data, positioning wrist straps, shackles, electronic doors, cameras...that is all the electronic equipment in the whole room.

Consciously invaded the monitoring in the upper left corner silently, swimming along the electric wave along the line, mixed in the huge data stream, and swimming in all directions along the branches of the circuit.

He "watched" the security guards who were patrolling the corridor and saw the strange humanoid creature sleeping on the chair in the cell next door. The next door was closed with a small child, facing the wall motionless.The cleaning in the restaurant was tidying up the tables, and the shift guards stood in the hall talking to each other.

A flash of red light flashed through the camera at the gate of the prison. The suspended car that was falling into the parking lot below entered Dong Zheng's line of sight. A young black man got out of the car surrounded by many bodyguards and receptionists, toward the gate Coming.

In just a few minutes, he used the numerous camera doors in the prison without dead corners to establish the general structure of the entire prison. A large amount of information poured in, and headaches followed. Dong Zheng immediately stopped continuing to investigate. The information was enough for him to deal with for a while.

The temple jumped suddenly, and the back of the brain was also dull. I don't know how long it will take for the official competition to start, but it should be safe during the time in the confinement room.

Dong Zheng decided to use sleep to appease his nervousness caused by overuse.

"..."

"...We can cooperate to find other people, why do we have to start at me?"

"...Don't talk nonsense! If you don't want to be beaten, just give it away!"

"Since you want this, don't blame me!"

boom--!

A loud noise from metal collisions awakened Cui Zuojing, who was taking a nap. He opened his misty eyes, leaned out his head, and looked down.

Oh, someone is fighting.

Or two dozens.

The boy yawned, and had no intention of saving the world from the sky. He gathered his jacket indifferently, continued to lean on the steel frame, and closed his eyes.