War Paradise

"It is going to rain."

At the top of the rough Nordic-style palace, the teenager standing on the square terrace stared at the dark clouds gathering in the sky, with a serious expression on his face.

He was wrapped in a gray headscarf, his robe had a little Middle Eastern style, a sharp knife hung around his waist, his hands clenched into fists uneasyly and then let go.

——This guy is the smoothest person in this game. According to legend, the "burning devil" can easily win by luck alone.

But in his opinion, own good luck may have disappeared:

Burning Demon can feel that the "dark clouds" in the sky are not ordinary weather phenomena. Although you can't see the distant scene, the fish-scale-shaped clouds still reveal a strong ominous atmosphere.

"Could it be... the summoning ceremony?"

Even if he didn't know what this thing was, Burning Demon was already nervous. After all, things that can affect the weather conditions of the entire map in the game are certainly not good things to fix.

Looking at the dark clouds in the sky that were transforming into vortexes, Burning Demon let out a sigh of relief.

Although he was standing on the terrace, this place was regarded as a safe house inside the palace. Even if something really happened outside, he would not be affected in the safe house.

Ran Mo waved his right hand and opened the lord mode menu. When he was about to summon the generals for a combat meeting, the scene in front of him suddenly flickered.

"No way……"

Burning Demon, who had encountered this situation before, blinked in surprise.

Then, the terrace in his sight disappeared, and it was replaced by darkness.

Burning Mo tried to lift his right hand, but found that his hands were tied by the restraints. He reached out and pressed the button on the back of the chair, and the restraint on his wrist finally disappeared.

"Is there a power outage."

Lying in the dark game cabin, Burning Demon couldn't help but shook his head.

When the power supply is cut off, the backup battery inside the game compartment will start to supply power, allowing the player to open the hatch. However, the little energy provided by the spare battery is naturally unable to support the continued operation of brain imaging games.

——Since the power will be cut off during the Invitational, it seems Own’s idea is right, and the “good luck halo” that has been around Own has indeed disappeared.

Thinking of this, Ran Mo sighed again. However, another thought suddenly appeared in his mind:

Perhaps, the disconnection just now was also a kind of good luck.

Ran Mo pushed open the door of the game cabin and slowly stood up, but his body suddenly buckled and almost fell to the ground.

Feeling a strong sense of hunger, he stretched out his hand to support the smooth hatch, leaned against the dark bedroom, and looked around blankly.

"This is... how long has it been?"

——————

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the gloomy enclosed space was illuminated by the striking sparks for a moment. The bright beam of the flashlight swept across the basement and focused on a red shell game bin leaning against the wall.

"found it."

The security service commissioner, who was also wearing a blue courier costume, showed a smile on his hard-lined face. The KDR-22 exoskeleton on his body drove his body forward.

Through the positioning device of the Security Bureau, he quickly found the location of the "Blood Blade". However, the commissioner also knew that the matter would not be resolved so easily.

"..."

The beam of the flashlight swept across the damp basement, and as soon as it turned to the right, the commissioner was dazzled by the silver light refracted by the metal shell.

Click!

Like mechanical joints that hadn't been moved for a long time, making a harsh noise, two simple-looking humanoid machines pounced at the commissioner, and an angry male voice came out from the speakers:

"Don't hinder the'Oasis Army'!"

Facing the robot that launched the raid, the commissioner took a step back, returned to the long and narrow corridor leading to the basement, raised his right foot for two seconds, and then kicked it out.

boom!

The robot that had just rushed to the door was kicked by this big foot, a big hole suddenly appeared in the waist, and the broken circuit and parts flew out backwards.

As a "special staff member" of the Security Bureau, the commissioner’s exoskeleton is also a completely military model without any power limitation. He reached out and grabbed an iron rod that fell from the robot’s hand, swung it forward, and crushed it. The head of another robot.

"ended."

The commissioner snorted, returned to the small basement again, came to the game warehouse, and looked at the situation of the game warehouse vigilantly.

This device looks like a junk from a few years ago, and it makes a low buzzing sound when it is in operation. There is no doubt that the hijacked player lies in this game warehouse.

Recalling the information obtained from Universe Hao of the Game Administration Bureau, the commissioner did not directly cut off the connection, but stood next to the game compartment and checked it, looking for institutions and traps that might be hidden nearby.

According to Universe Howe, the hijacked player should be a "pioneer" using the original equipment. When dealing with this kind of user's problem, cutting the connection directly may cause them harm.

However, the Security Bureau will naturally not be embarrassed by such small issues. They also have a mature solution for handling this special event.

After careful inspection, no traps were found. The commissioner took out a black "chewing gum" from his pocket and stuck it on the shell of the game compartment. Then he took out a tiny electronic device the size of a ring finger nail and stuck it on the black gel.

After making preparations, the commissioner took a step back, took out his mobile phone, opened the APP, and selected the option of "Start Sudden Death Mode".

The buzzing old game warehouse suddenly trembled violently, and then stopped. The commissioner clicked "Open the hatch" on the screen of the mobile phone, and with a squeak, the door of the game compartment slowly opened outward.

The hatch hadn't been fully opened yet, the commissioner had already walked around to the other side, cast his gaze to the inside of the game compartment, and asked:

"Hey, you're okay—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sight in front of him.

The constrained device is fixed in the game compartment, not the imaginary woman, but a metal cylinder with a green shell. On the LCD panel that looks very old, the red countdown number is constantly beating:

03.

02.

01.

"My grass..."

At the last moment before the countdown ended, the commissioner couldn't help swearing.

That number is fixed at 00. Then……

The LCD screen went out.

The special commissioner, who froze in place due to extreme shock, finally raised his right hand again after a while and pinched his own cheek.

He naturally knew that he was calculated by the other party. However, what seems to be a bomb seems to be just a bad joke.

"To provoke the Security Agency... It's interesting."

Realizing that he was being mocked by the other party, the commissioner laughed, turned and walked quickly out of the basement, returned to the corridor and looked down:

"You have to change your pants first."

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