At the waste repair station in District 7, garbage piled up into hills and the stench spreads.

A group of strong men in rags were forming a circle to discuss something.

Among them, a man clenched his fist and made a crisp "crack" sound:

"I want to tell me, brothers and I directly entered the City of Measuring. We are all players with more than 1,000 combat power. The combat power of those defending robots is around 300. What's the problem?"

Next to him, a man holding a pipe in his mouth shook his head repeatedly:

"Do you think the dungeon is having fun with you? Don't think you can ignore the large organization."

"Indeed, this city of measurement is the core at first glance, how could it be controlled by us?" the person next to him agreed.

The man spits out his pipe:

"...I see, we still have to be honest and enter the city of measurement by regular means."

They are all players with good strength, and they are possessed by a group of mercenaries living in the [Danger Zone].

They have inquired about the basic information of the world - human science and technology are highly prosperous, but the living space has rapidly shrunk. This is because the space has been invaded by other dimensions and has become chaotic and disorderly, so people have established safe and dangerous areas.

[Safe Area] is a relatively safe pure land, while [Hazardous Area] may cause space distortion at any time.

They are in a [dangerous area] at this time, where deserts are full of abandoned metal machinery garbage. If you want to enter a more secure [safety area], the City of Measurement is the best goal.

"The other ten cities are excluding outsiders. We will definitely not be able to enter the City of Measuring." A man with oil paint on his face said: "But I heard that entering the City of Measuring requires a Dawn chip to be implanted. The chip will test our emotional state and personality type. It doesn't sound good."

"Isn't it a good thing? That's the dawn system that the inhabitants of the City of Measuring are worshipped as gods."

"It's so strange. Why do you need to summarize a person because of a mechanical judgment data?"

"Who knows, the fanaticism in the area is something we cannot understand. Like the Eighth World Dome, isn't that a group of guys who are crazy and superstitious about gods? When we arrived in this Ninth World, we just changed from superstitious gods to superstitious technology."

"Supercredible in technology...? This statement sounds interesting."

"I heard that the Dawn system was transformed by a man named Actor, who is the creator of the Eight-type personality theory. It's really a great guy from such a doomsday city can actually win ten cities with a pile of abandoned garbage. If we can contact him, we should be able to trigger many hidden tasks."

"This should be considered the 'Su Ming' version of the other world."

"Ah? Haha, Su Mingan is almost there? At most, he is a player who knows how to play. If he wants him to lead us to defeat the organizer, he will still dream. Maybe he will be like Herbert, who abandons his identity as a player, and he will not be able to refuse the organizer's temptation. After all, everyone is human, who can avoid the vulgarity..."

"Yes, I want to believe him, but I don't have a mind-reading machine. What if he is cheating us..."

"Gululu..."

Several sat on the Waste Mountain and started chatting, but did not notice a round little bear explosive next to them, which rolled silently to their feet.

Three, two, one...

"Bang--!!"

A violent roar sounded and the air waves rushed.

Broken glass, fragmented machinery and other objects from the waste repair station soared into the sky. Accompanied by dazzling fire and a few screams, the few people who were still chatting were completely submerged by the explosion fire.

“——There are players attacking us!”

Someone immediately supported his defensive skills and wanted to resist, but a few bear explosives fell from the sky like a celestial girl scattered flowers.

The explosive made into the shape of a bear, with a hint of weird cuteness.

The bear's explosives swelled and burst, tearing the flesh.

Several charred corpses fell on the dusty metal mountain. The great men had been wiped out.

A woman with long beige hair walked out from behind the ruined mountain and put away the bear bomb in her hand.

There were obvious old wounds on her arms and face, and the hideous purple wounds tear her skin, making her face look like a demon.

Next to her, a blonde teenager walked out slowly.

"Your explosives are too powerful, and these corpses are a little incomplete." The blonde teenager frowned slightly.

"Why do you want a corpse? You also need strong people? Are those with inferior personalities in the shelter not enough for you?" said the woman.

The blonde boy's fingers shook, and a few threads of silk pulled the bodies.

"I just... need a corpse to learn something." He raised his head, and in the dark black and white vision, he couldn't see the scars on the woman's face, and his world had completely turned black and white.

His lips were slightly raised, and his heartbeat was much faster than usual. No one knew how excited he was after entering this world - this was simply a world tailored for him. He could break through the technological barriers and learn the knowledge that was originally limited by world games.

Mechanical, biochemistry, artificial intelligence...

Zhai Xing is the leader in technology in the ninth world for centuries. If he can come into contact with some biochemical laboratories and learn further, then his genetic modification plan...

"The next step...go to the city of measurement." Noel murmured.

"If you enter the city of measurement, you must implant a Dawn chip, and your every move will be monitored by the Dawn system. If you are judged as an inferior personality, you may even lose human rights." The woman said.

"I have to go. I want to meet the most powerful Dr. Aktor, I need his biochemical knowledge..." Noel said.

"Dr. Aktor is in the central city of the city of measurement," said the woman. "If you want to see him, you must participate in the selection of Keusta. I don't want you to participate in the selection of the selection for a lifetime."

"I must go," said Noel.

"Why do you persist so much?"

"A group of abandoned people, a group of abandoned metal technology... was armed by the doctor and defeated the ten cities that suppressed them with the backhand. I admire him." Noel said: "And, in my eyes, the cities that looked at the city of Doomsday for fun, aren't it very similar..."

Isn't it very much like the organizer?

He swallowed his words again.

He had to go to the City of Survey.

In the dungeon of ten thousand people, players will gather in the direction of the measurement city. Many of them have the tasks of [participating in the selection of Keusta and entering the Central City].

Dr. Aktor is their core.

Everyone wants to see him.

Of course, it is different from the task to be controlled by identity and task - some want to get close to him, while others want to kill him.

...

...

"——Is the food delivery guy here? I'm going to starve to death."

"I'm not a criminal, let me out, let me out!"

"Kill me soon... I don't want to live anymore, I'm so disgusting, this world."

"Hehe, hehe, dad, mom..."

In the prison separated by layers of glass, a group of people wearing iron rings mixed together.

Their filthy words are mixed, and anyone who hears them will frown and shake their heads, making it even more certain that this is a group of potential criminals.

But in fact, if the world hadn't forced them into this, who would have such an extreme mentality?

In the shelter, a gentle female voice came from the loudspeaker on the wall: "Please keep a sunny mentality and try your best to build a good personality..."

"Please keep a healthy mood and stay away from emotional overload..."

The harmonious female voices are repeated over and over again. The shelter will also try to bring back those with inferior personality through regular psychological counseling, drug treatment and other means.

After all, personality is just a reflection of human temperament and ability, and it can be changed subtly.

Today, the No. 3 Shelter welcomed a group of psychological counselors, all of whom are excellent MSN (emotional personality) and their language is extremely emotionally infectious.

Among the psychological counselors, there is a young man with a somewhat stiff expression.

When sitting in front of potential criminals and having to provide psychological counseling to the other party, the young man could hardly say a word.

"Uh." Lu Shu held it in for a while before saying to the fierce potential prisoner opposite: "...Make a good transformation."

He didn't know why he possessed himself as a psychological counselor. He thought he was only in high spirits when scolding Edward, and was as quiet as a quail in other cases.

As expected, the criminal was not influenced by him and even mocked him for "I still act as a psychological counselor with this kind of ability. I think there is something wrong with the Dawn system."

Lu Shu was ridiculed and left silently. He only wanted to find Su Ming'an.

He is now located in the central area of ​​the City of Survey, very close to the City of Central.

He speculated that Su Mingan was likely to be around Dr. Akto in Central City, or simply Akto himself. However, Central City has been blocked and no one else can enter unless they participate in the selection of Keusta.

The environment here is really suffocating, too depressing, too dark. It seems like a layer of black mist pressing on his heart, making people breathless.

He was about to rest against the wall for a while when he saw a man of ordinary appearance approaching him.

"...Shh, I'm the road." The man whispered: "We have some problems with this parallel dungeon, and there are a lot of high-end players."

"Well... it should be a matter of balance. High-end players are needed to maintain balance of power." Lu Shu instantly understood the other party's meaning.

"Yes, the selection of Keusta is also my mission line. I think most players are." Lu said: "We need to discuss the situation of this copy, but it is not appropriate to extend it. We are all from the City of Measuring, with Dawn chips on them. The Dawn system monitors us at all times, remembering that we cannot say too much content..."

...

In the dark room, Su Ming'an stood in front of the bed, holding the paper in his hand.

On the paper, the ending that Akto arranged for him was written.

【MBT (Asar Akto)
To be continued...