Wasteland Code Survival

A group of splendid sparks suddenly exploded on Chilong Six's chest, and in a daze, Qi Lin seemed to have returned to that New Year's Eve many years ago.

Qi Lin is a native of China, but his childhood was not spent in China. The first time he spent the Chinese New Year in China, it was a short vacation after the end of a mission to eliminate drug dealers on the border of China.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was eaten with a few teammates in a farm restaurant in a village. Qi Lin could not remember the taste of the food. He only remembered that after the meal, several children of the farm’s owner were in the back of the farm. The scene of fireworks on the open space.

The appearance of those fireworks blooming in the sky gradually overlapped with the fireworks exploding from the core of the power armor.

"MD..." Qi Lin knew that he had hallucinations. In the case of using the Hawkeye skill to overdraw his mental power, his brain activity was completely out of his control, and all kinds of illusion memory fragments would burst into his mind. Come up and fly in front of his eyes wantonly.

"Hit the key and cause 29877 points of damage! Of which 100 points are effective!"

"You killed the player [Klein] and gained 845 experience."

The number of surviving players in the current match: "2/176."

"Warning, your mental state is extremely unstable and you are on the verge of collapse at any time!"

...

Above the main road of Thunder City, the needle was still audible at this moment. Thousands of players were waiting for their eyes in disbelief. At this time, the split screen belonging to the Sixth Red Dragon had been closed, and they could only belong to Qi. On Lin's split screen, I saw that the chest of the tall power armor had a large, translucent hole.

With the surplus of the impact, Chilong Six rushed out a few steps crookedly, and then crashed to the ground!

Accompanied by the loud noise of the power armor falling to the ground, the players who watched the game immediately boiled up. Many people clung to the worthless tickets in their hands and grabbed the counters of several casinos. Yelled loudly at the expressionless NPC buddies.

"Shady, there must be shady!"

"Are you operating in the dark! I want to report! I want to report to the mastermind!"

"Refund! Refund! Give me back Lao Tzu's money!"

...

Except for the few guys who were unwilling to evaporate all of their fortunes in an instant, they started to make noise, but more players have nothing to say...

In the whole process of the finals, they could see whether there was any cheating in the 9527 and whether the gambling bank operated in the dark, as long as they were not shocked and confused.

That 9527 really created the possibility out of the impossible, and every factor that could be used-timing, teammates, terrain, equipment... and even the enemy's mentality, all became part of his plan.

Suddenly, a teenager shouted, attracting the attention of many players around: "Quickly, buy 9527 to win while you haven't changed the odds—"

Accompanied by this shout, the crowd woke up like a dream, and the crowd rushed again. The shady and money-paying guys who were still yelling at the counter were directly squeezed by the large group from behind. Threw it out.

The Chilong Six Type Handicap has been closed, and the odds of 9527 have changed from "1 to 48" to "73 to 1", and the numbers showing the odds are still beating. The first batch of people just dropped After betting, the odds have risen to "225 to 1", completely surpassing the previous Chilong Six.

However, some veteran and serious players did not move. Instead, they doubled their spirits and stared at the figure on the big screen.

They can see that Qi Lin is now at the end of a strong crossbow state. Although he doesn't know what his skills are, whether it is the shots that caused the Chilong VI to lose balance before, or the one that shocked the audience. Sending into the soul, the consumption of Qi Lin is extremely huge.

The game is not over yet. Among the remaining surviving players, besides Qi Lin, there is also a first-level evolutionary who suffered only a slight injury...

...

Abandoned city, competition area.

As soon as Qi Lin landed, the heavy AS50 in his hand slid to the side weakly, and his whole person, as if losing all his strength, shrank to the ground-this is the first time he has turned on the ability of [Eagle Eye] to this point. The extent, although the time is short, the consumption of mental power is far greater than the previous shots when the Chilong Six was blocked.

But I have to say that the power of the Hawkeye skill is beyond doubt. Within a certain distance, the effect of maximizing the degree of the Hawkeye can be almost equivalent to another magical skill-[Must].

This is one of the branches derived from the upgrade of the [Eagle Eye] skill. Just now, Qi Lin felt that he had already touched the threshold of this skill.

That is the highest state of shooting. There is no scope, no sight, and even the eyes of the shooter can be ignored. In consciousness, there is only a straight line formed by the muzzle, trajectory and target, wind speed, humidity, The distance, air pressure, etc. have been corrected without calculation, as long as you pull the trigger, you can hit——

But before Qi Lin stayed in this state for more than half a second, the chaotic mental impact instantly smashed his thoughts.

"Warning, your mental state is extremely unstable and you are on the verge of collapse at any time!"

The warnings of the miniature brain rang out over and over again. Qi Lin lay on the ground, his whole body curled up together, his hands clenched fists, his nails sinking deeply into the flesh of his palms, hoping to stimulate himself with pain and let the chaotic spirit The state can be a little sober.

With the sound of footsteps moving from far to near, Qi Lin strenuously opened his eyes, and saw a thin little girl walking slowly in front of him, holding a handful for her small hand in her skinny right hand. Some pistols are too big.

"...Unexpectedly...or..."

For a moment, Qi Lin felt a bit of unwillingness, all his efforts, finally made others' wedding dress.

With his current state of no resistance, a five-year-old child can easily pick up a stone and smash himself to death, not to mention the garbled strength of a first-level evolutionary.

The girl's big eyes looked at Qi Lin lying on the ground. The gun in her hand couldn't help but tremble. She aimed at Qi Lin, raised and lowered, raised and lowered...

As long as you pull the trigger, the 200,000 bonus and the E-level mutant creature serum will be hers, and Qi Lin’s ability to “lent” her first-level evolutionary can also be retained...

Every player staring here held his breath, and some sensitive guys squeezed into the casino while most people were in a daze, and began to press down a lot of resources on the garbled body. point.

"Why... not shooting yet?"

Qi Lin gasped and asked in a low voice. It has been at least thirty seconds since standing in front of him with garbled characters. At such a close distance, even someone who has never used a gun would definitely be impossible to miss. It's just, why isn't she still? shot?

Qi Lin couldn't think of any reason at all. It would be possible for such a little girl who came out of the slums to give up a huge sum of 200,000 points and an E-class serum, and there was a precious chance to resurrect.

At this moment, the garbled made a sudden action that everyone could not expect. She put down her gun, knelt down and pulled the backpack behind Qi Lin, then took out a small half of Qi Lin from inside and ate the rest. Compressed cookies.

Regardless of the sludge and lime on her hands, the girl tore the biscuits completely open, grabbed a large handful of broken biscuits and stuffed it into her mouth, and then chewed hard.

She chewed very hard, her cheeks were bulging, she could only use the words "gobble up" to describe her eating, and from time to time, the crumbs of biscuits fell from the corners of her mouth.

After struggling to swallow the biscuits in her mouth, she took out another bottle of dry from Qi Lin's backpack, poured it down more than half of the bottle, and then stood up expressionlessly.

"I'm full, now we're both clean."

After speaking, the girl raised the pistol and pressed it against her chin.

"Boo!"