Metropolis: I Was 18 Years Old, Got the Game Bug Guide

Chapter 24

The clown said the answer Tang Chuan wanted to hear:

“Official players can use any ability in the real world, but spreading is not allowed. Once spread, they will be punished by erasing their lives!”

After the clown finished speaking, the female president and the peasant nodded secretly and wrote down this one.

Tang Chuan didn’t care much, because he didn’t have the idea to spread it either.

Next.

the fourth!

the fifth!

sixth!

After Tang Chuan asked all the questions and got the answers, some thoughts quickly came up in his mind.

However, it is still uncertain whether these ideas can be used.

So he needs to do some small experiments that will not harm him after returning to the real world to make sure.

After answering all Tang Chuan’s questions, the clown finally said to Tang Chuan, the president, and the farmers:

“You can also move freely here for 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, you will be teleported to the real world.”

“Please pay attention to the three official players of the game of death: the game of death does not allow any normal people to know about it. Once you expose the existence of the game of death, you will be wiped out together with all normal people who know the existence of the game of death!”

The clown’s voice settled, and the white light bloomed from him.

Only a few seconds later, it turned into a little bit of brilliance and disappeared into the air.

In the classroom, only three Tang Chuan were left.

“Bug!”

Tang Chuan didn’t have time to think about the last two sentences the clown said. The female president whose codename was changed to “Eleventh” walked over. She took a deep breath, seemingly plucked up courage, and looked at Tang Chuan seriously. Said:

“I have something to tell you.”

Tang Chuan was startled, and said softly: “You said.”

The female president squeezed her hand, looked up at Tang Chuan’s eyes, didn’t care if the farmer was still there, and boldly said:

“I’m scared.”

“I am very afraid that the next official game of the death game will die in the game.”

“So, can you give me your contact information? You saved my life, and I want to repay you again.”

The female president finished.

Tang Chuan showed “understood” eyes.

I need contact information, and I want to repay my favor.

Isn’t this just a dedication?

However, the reason for the female president’s request made Tang Chuan a little surprised.

She was scared.

Tang Chuan could feel that the female president was really scared, and the voice that was so nervous that she was trembling would definitely not be fake.

So Tang Chuan suddenly understood why this proud woman would come up with such an idea.

Because of this, the fear can be released.

Of course, it’s impossible to say, this woman still wants to hold his thigh.

Tang Chuan asked himself again, is he scared?

Just a little bit, after all, the death game is too dangerous, even if he has a game bug guide, he can’t guarantee that he can come out alive every time.

For example, this time, he looked so wise as a demon, as if he had everything in his hands.

But in fact, he almost died twice.

The first time was when the rogue got the revolver.

At that time, if he failed to break the rules of the game in the first round, and the gangster happened to fire a bullet, even if he had a game bug guide, he would only die.

Needless to say the second time, as long as he is slow for a second or two, the white-collar worker can cut his throat successfully.

But the second time it was a little better, he already had the blood of the phoenix, it was just a waste of life.

It can be said that if Tang Chuan did not break the rules of the game in the first round of the game, he could only gamble on luck in the second round of the game.

And to bet on luck, this is definitely not the way Tang Chuan wants to play.

No matter how lucky people are, they are always a little bit memorable. What’s more, his luck is so bad!

Therefore, Tang Chuan actually has a lot of pressure in his heart.

He feels that in the future, he must be more cautious and make everything perfect.

Only in this way can he survive and become strong quickly.

so.

Hearing the female president expressing her thoughts, Tang Chuan decided to agree to her without even thinking about it.

Because Tang Chuan also needs to release the pressure.

What’s more, the identity of the female president is very difficult. He also needs the female president to help him purchase a large number of powerful thermal weapons in the real world, and to investigate the real culprit behind the assassination of him.

If you want to ask the female president to do so many things, don’t you have to get a better understanding of it?

These thoughts flashed in his mind, Tang Chuan nodded at the female president, then stretched out his hands to grab her shoulders, and whispered in her ear: “My phone number is…”

After giving the female president a contact method, Tang Chuan muttered very straight, “By the way, how does your one look like?”

Female president: “…”

She was still memorizing Tang Chuan’s phone number by rote, rolled her beautiful eyes at Tang Chuan, and said silently: “Don’t worry, you will never be disappointed!”

The farmer saw that Tang Chuan had finished talking with the female president, but he didn’t know what the two people said. He hesitated, walked to Tang Chuan’s side, gritted his teeth and said:

“Bug, can I know your contact information?”

He used the two words “I can”, and he clearly understood that his weight in Tang Chuan’s heart was far inferior to that of the female president.

Tang Chuan looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and tactfully refused:

“talk later.”

“However, I can give you a piece of advice.”

After all, he is his diehard fan, Tang Chuan doesn’t mind reminding him: “After returning to the real world, don’t wear a death mask in front of anyone.”

The death mask can block the probing by the official players, but it can’t block the ordinary people.

If a farmer encounters an official player who does not wear a mask in the real world, then the result is: the farmer does not know the identity of the other party, but the player can immediately lock him and let ordinary people investigate the identity of the farmer.

If two people still have enmity, then the peasant is basically dead.

In other words: not only farmers, but Tang Chuan himself does not wear death masks in front of ordinary people.

“correct.”

As if thinking of something, Tang Chuan continued: “If you are willing, you can tell me your contact information, and I will arrange for someone to send you something in the past. After you receive the thing, it will be directly stored in the storage space of the death mask. , Don’t let others find out.”

Because of the official game of Death Game, there may be times when cooperation is needed. Tang Chuan pondered that he could make certain arrangements now.

For example, let the peasant, a diehard fan, have some confidence to survive.

Therefore, Tang Chuan is ready to send a batch of thermal weapons to the farmers.

As for whether farmers can be used in the end, it depends on fate.

Why are farmers unwilling?

He had already tasted the sweetness of “following Tang Chuan with meat”, and seeing Tang Chuan say this, he directly said his phone number.

Tang Chuan smiled, with a trace of expectation for the female president’s appearance in his heart, and recalled the last words the clown said in his mind.

What the clown said is: It is not allowed to let any ordinary people know about the game of death.

Tang Chuan was thinking, can this matter be regarded as a secret game? If so, can the game bug guide analyze it-can ordinary people know about the death game, but will not let him be obliterated?

Try it and see if you see it.

Tang Chuan said in his heart: “Take the rule that ordinary people are not allowed to know the existence of the game of death as a game, search for game bugs!”

He just settled on this idea.

“Boom” resounded in Tang Chuan’s mind.

Then, Tang Chuan was stunned.

The game bug guide in his mind was indeed analyzing game bugs, but he turned to the eighth page in one breath, and the countdown displayed above was: three years!

[Fourth more! Is anyone reading this book? If yes, can you say something? 】