My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

My Battery Caliber 3,000 Meters Chapter 219: The greatest talent of the human race is that there is no talent at all

"Oh?"

Chen Jiang was curious, and while sorting his clothes, he said, "What global event? Let's hear it."

"Well, it's a little complicated."

Scardog took out a small ponytail from his arms, sat on the ground, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, just like the second uncle of the Wang family sitting at the head of the village, spit a mouthful of phlegm beside him, and said with emotion.

"I really put a lot of effort into this global event."

Then he glanced at the sudden appearance of Slim on the ground, he paused slightly, turned his head to look at Zhao Ritian and said seriously: "Really, you are not fighting to create a civilized city on Blue Star, it is a pity that you are talented ."

"This talent is good. Even if there is peace in the future, you will at least have a job for the elderly."

"cough..."

Zhao Ritian scratched the back of his head slightly embarrassedly: "I will definitely change this next time, it looks like a conditioned reflex."

"Don't change it, it's fine."

Scardog put the cigarette in his mouth, put it in his hand, and flicked the ash into the illusory door that was opened on the side, before he said: "In the beginning, my assumption was that the whole question and answer activity will be made into human history. ."

"In this way, players of other races must not know."

"But after thinking about it, that's not going to work. Not many Terran players understand history. For example, Liu Bang and Zhuge Liang are who is earlier and who is later. It is estimated that a large number of people don't know."

"Later I thought about making some simple historical issues known to the public, such as what Wu Song did before fighting the tiger, but... this activity failed to pass the review. Obviously, we can't do things that are too biased towards human players."

"For example, the activity designed by the ape-man Souvel is only a 10,000-meter-long vine. It just uses the specialties of the ape-man. It is impossible to have a 10,000-meter ape."

"Players of all races learn the ape call, and whoever learns the most like it will win."

"There are still some limitations."

"So the concept of human history question and answer was ruled out."

"Then I changed my way of thinking. Human history is not good. Those things that are commonly known by the public can always be, right?"

"For example, the question and answer question "In a store, it is known that the price of the small hammer is 40, the price of the medium hammer is 48, the price of the big hammer is 19203, and the price of the big hammer is 23023. Ask the price of the big hammer."

"In this case, most Terran players should be able to answer."

"Players of other races, the estimate with a lower spiritual intelligence is immediately stunned, and the estimate with a higher spiritual intelligence is directly regarded as an Olympiad problem and started to be calculated."

"But... it doesn't work either. Obviously, this kind of problem that has no underlying logic at all is also not acceptable."

"Then I thought about it over and over again, and couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it for several days, because...human beings really don't have any obvious talents."

"Some talents like farming, big appetite, etc., are not very well used in global events."

"Unlike the apes, at least one can climb vines."

"Later, after thinking about it for a few nights, I finally figured it out."

Scardog stretched his hand into the illusory door on the side, took out a glass of iced Coke from it, took a sip of it contentedly, and wiped his mouth: "The greatest talent of the human race is that there is no talent for gooba."

"Under this circumstance, the global event of design must find another way!"

"We all know, what is the talent of the ape man? It is able to climb long vines and has good balance."

"What is the Zerg talent, it is fast reproduction."

"What is the talent of the Titans, it is good resistance to fighting."

"What is the talent of the elves, it is the ability to fly."

"But what? You let the apes breed, how fast can he reproduce? The Titans fight, you let him fly, how many seconds can he fly?"

"Although other races have their own unique talents, they are really not good for others."

"The human race is different."

"The human clan's vine can climb a little, the reproduction speed is okay, and the resistance to fighting is also good. If you fly, you can fly for a few seconds."

"and many more..."

Li Hao, who was listening attentively on the side, was a little confused: "According to what you said, the human race doesn't have any talent, so what is your global activity?"

"Are you stupid?"

Scardog glanced at Li Hao contemptuously: "Didn't I say it all, the greatest talent of the human race is that it has no talent at all. Although none of the talents are top-notch, the human race is good at everything."

"What's this called? It's called comprehensive development to improve the comprehensive score!"

"So, the theme of this global event is to test the talents of all races, and finally get a comprehensive score!"

"The final result is that the first place in each small analogy belongs to other races, but the first place in the total racial score is the human race!"

"I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think of which category, the human race can take the first place."

"I figured it out later."

"Why do you have to let the race get a high score? As long as other races get a low score, then the human race is not high, isn't it also the first?"

"For example, an elf can fly, and it's awesome."

"But stamina is very poor, we just prescribe the right medicine for a marathon."

"The human race is definitely not better than the Titans. The first must be the Titans. Humans can only take the upper middle and upper reaches, but each category takes the middle and upper reaches. Isn't it the first?"

"This is the greatest talent of the human race—"

"You can't do anything, but you can do everything."

"..."

Zhao Ritian paused for a while with a strange expression on his face, and then said, "There are quite a few auxiliary words in your speech."

"thanks."

Scar Dog said casually: "I have not been a civilized person since I was a child, and until now, my original intention has not changed."

"so..."

Chen Jiang raised his brows slightly, not knowing how to evaluate: "This global event you designed is a... hodgepodge?"

"No, no, brother Jiang, your name is a bit out of style."

Scar Dog said earnestly, "The global event I designed for this event is called the first Olympic Games of Wanzu Arena!"

The next second—

"Global Announcement!"

"Human player Scar Dog, activate three-star props, event design order."

"Creating a challenging event 'The First Olympic Games in the Arena of Ten Thousand Races', all players of each race will participate in this global event in a different space."

"A total of 18 categories, according to the results of each category, give a racial score for each race!"

"The race with the highest racial score in the eighteen categories is the first on the comprehensive score list."

"The top three races in the overall rating list will receive additional all race rewards based on their rankings."

"The race that ranks last in the overall rating list will receive a certain penalty."

"Each category will be ranked by all races of players. Single category rankings. The top ten players in single category rankings will receive additional rewards."

"Countdown to the event—"

"0:59:59"

A hoarse mechanical sound rang in the ears of players of all races!

...

"The first Olympic Games in Wanzu Arena?"

The second generation of Human Race Guardian looked at the announcement that popped up suddenly in front of him with a slightly blank expression. The words "Olympics" suddenly pulled him to a few months ago.

Back then... all was peaceful.

Although people often like to make fun of some social chaos, at least it is generally a peaceful world. What people think about every day is what kind of stupid request will the stupid party A make today, and what stupid request will the stupid customer make tomorrow? The request is that the teacher on the stage is going to train them stupidly today, and the group of students under the stage are going to be stupid today to do some shit.

Everyone is calling everyone else stupid.

But at least...they know they're safe and won't be taken away suddenly.

You don't need to worry about whether you will be killed by unexpected activities, and you don't need to worry about whether you will be killed by an alien player hiding in a corner.

In the past, when I was playing games on Bluestar, when I was overcast, I would laugh and scold, "Crap, I met the sixth child again."

But in the Ten Thousand Races Arena, the foreign players were overcast, and no one could laugh. When they were found, there was only a cold corpse. Of course, most of the time, there was no such thing as finding the corpse at all.

It's only been more than three months, but it seems like a long time has passed.

Those memories on the Blue Star are being quickly wiped away.

When I heard the words "Olympics", I suddenly felt a strange and familiar feeling.

In the past, the person who liked to speak swear words on Blue Star the most, and who was always full of stupid beasts, became more civilized after three months in the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, and seldom heard swear words from their mouths.

When a society is full of all kinds of swear words, it does not mean that this civilization is backward.

On the contrary, this civilization is peaceful and steaming.

When few swear words are used in a civilization, it does not mean that the civilization is harmonious, but... it is already on the verge of chaotic civilization and even genocide.

Dirty words only have meaning in a peaceful society.

This is a specific product of a peaceful society.

It is a seemingly uncivilized product that can only be born in a hotbed of peace.

In the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, there is an additional tool that can express emotions better than swear words.

That tool is called killing.

After being silent for a long time, the second generation of human guardians looked at the name of the human player Scar Dog. He remembered the name, and it was this person who sent him five legion orders.

It is a person beside Chen Jiang.

The global events designed by Terran players should...will be biased towards Terran, right?

The reason why he can serve as the second generation of the Human Race Guardian is not because of his relationship with the old guardian, nor because of his history on Blue Star, nor because of his good interpersonal relationship.

But because of his talent.

In the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, the Terran Guardian does not have much power, and there will be three generations and four generations after him, until the Terran wins the final victory and achieves peace.

...

And in a corner of the Wanzu Arena.

The ape player Suville stared at the announcement in front of him with a gloomy expression: "Patriarch, a global event designed by human players."

"Um."

The old ape man standing beside nodded his head, and after a while of silence, he said: "The rules of this event will definitely favor the human race, but according to our observations, the human race does not have any unique talent."

"Under such conditions, no matter how cleverly designed the activity rules are, the Terran cannot gain too many advantages."

"We still have a chance."

"When the event starts, let's see what these eighteen categories have."

"The human race player Scar Dog, I remember him. When he declared war at the beginning, he said that all races are garbage. Now it seems that he does have the confidence to say such a thing."

...

"Human race."

In a certain satellite city of the Mechanical Race, an old man looked at the announcement that popped up in front of him in the dim study, and murmured like a mosquito: "This time, in the Ten Thousand Race Arena, there are three races of players with personal talents."

"This human race is one of them."

"It now seems that the human player Chen Jiang should have a talent for rules."

"The Arena of Ten Thousand Races has not yet been fully opened, and the overall situation has not yet been determined. Let's play slowly."

"Whoever kills the deer has yet to decide."

"It's just the first Olympic Games in the Wanzu Arena, I don't know what will happen."

...

On a giant tree in the Arena of Ten Thousand Races.

Elf player Wang Zi, with a few drops of attractive blood on his handsome face at this time, took the peeled grapes from the mouth of the elf maid and put them in his mouth.

After chewing for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the announcement in front of him.

After a pause, he said coldly.

"The activities designed by the ugly race of the human race must be as dirty as the human race."

"But ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ it's time for the elves to get a better ranking this time."

"In today's ten thousand race auction field, almost all the limelight has been robbed by the human race and the machine race. The elves are really a bit unremarkable."

He slowly got up, left the chair, and strode forward along the agate path under his feet.

The agate road at the foot is composed of an elf maid who has never been dressed.

Even if they were trampled on by big feet, these elf maids lying on the ground just gritted their teeth slightly and said nothing.

...

When the global event, "The First Olympic Games in the Arena of Ten Thousand Races" was activated, players of all races were attracted to the past. This was a global event, which meant that players of all races had to participate.

Although, basically the vast majority of people do not want to participate in the event.

No one wants to welcome a global event after just wrapping up a global event.

As long as there is activity, there is no undead.

It's easy to get tired when you're tense all the time.

But... in the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, there is no choice for this thing, and the only way to refuse is to commit suicide.

Players of almost all races are doing almost the same thing during this one hour countdown.

Eating, excreting, resting, everyone is trying their best to adjust their state to the best possible way to cope with this global event.

...

The countdown seems to have a magic power that can speed up the passage of time.

It didn't feel long.

Fifty-five minutes passed by so quickly.

There are only five minutes left in the countdown. +Bookmark+