Game of Gods

Following Yuan Chenfei's words, the twenty-one occupations on the three-dimensional image disappeared, and finally only one occupation remained.

shooter.

Mystra's voice sounded again, this time mechanically.

"Your original professional skills, talents, attributes, and divine power are sealed."

"You chose the gunner profession."

"Your natural level is level 30, and you get the corresponding basic attributes."

"You have fifty skill points, you can add points freely."

"Competition location: Planet Takomit, Federation of Radiance, ruins of Nutan."

"Background: The planet Takmit used to be a technological planet that had developed to the pinnacle of a first-level civilization, but it finally declined due to unknown reasons, leaving only a doomsday world. Even the once great capital of the Radiance Federation, Nutan City , and now they are all in ruins. Now, the testers of the gods will be thrown on this land to conduct a cruel competition and confirm who is the best warrior of the gods."

"Contest content:"

"One: Find out the secret of the Radiance Federation's destruction. Complete the task and get 100 points."

"Two: Survive one day and get ten points."

"Three: Hunt and kill targets with specified points, and get the corresponding points."

"Four: Obtain items with specified points and obtain corresponding points."

"Points are not transferable."

"The ranking is sorted by the points obtained."

"This competition is a semi-free competition mode. Hunting and killing other professionals can get one-tenth of the points earned by the professionals."

Seeing the content of the game, Yuan Chenfei frowned slightly.

Sure enough, guessing is always just guessing. All predictive analysis, no matter how reasonable it was at the time, will actually have certain errors. The so-called 100% accuracy does not exist.

Yuan Chenfei indeed guessed that the competition location is a science fiction world.

But he didn't expect that it turned out to be a ruin.

You must know that gunners are actually a very resource-dependent profession. The strength of most gunners is directly linked to the weapons in their hands.

But at the same time, gunners are also the best at urban warfare. It can be said that as long as they are in urban terrain, the gunner's strength will naturally increase by 30%.

Therefore, in urban combat, there is nothing wrong with the gunner's choice.

But the ruins mean that it may not be easy for Yuan Chenfei to obtain the powerful weapons he needs, which is different from his judgment.

The good news is that Mystra didn't give him a gun.

It is very bad for the gunner to start without a gun, but it is good news because it means that even in the ruins, there will definitely be weapons suitable for the gunner, otherwise the gunner will not have to play in this game. Although each profession has adaptation problems and differences in high and low, it certainly won't make the gap so large.

As long as you can find a gun, that's a good thing!

In addition, there is another point that also verifies Yuan Chenfei's idea, that is, although this is a competition mode, it is possible to kill each other, but the points reward for killing each other is very low.

But even if it is one tenth, it is very tempting, isn't it?

And in theory, if you kill all the opponents, you will also be the first place, so although it is a competition mode, it can also be regarded as a confrontation mode.

That's why it's called semi-free competition mode.

Yuan Chenfei was analyzing, and Mystra's voice sounded again: "You have obtained a special ability: phantom. You can change your appearance, but only for this competition, and you can only change it once. Now, please choose your appearance .”

This is the condition that Mystra promised him earlier.

Yuan Chenfei was about to speak when his heart suddenly moved.

He asked: "May I ask if this Takomit planet really exists, or is it a fictional creation by the gods?"

Mystra obviously didn't expect Yuan Chenfei to ask: "Is there any relationship?"

"Just asking casually."

Mystra thought for a while and replied, "I can't answer this question."

Yuan Chenfei understood: "It actually exists?"

Mystra was also stunned: "How do you know?"

Yuan Chenfei smiled.

This is rhetoric.

There was once a big leader who said something like this when answering a reporter's question: Being an official sometimes requires an official accent. Why? Let me give you an example. For example, the development of a certain area is a sensitive issue. Someone once asked me at that time if I really wanted to develop the area. I cannot answer yes, that would give away administrative secrets in advance. Also can't answer no, that would mean lying. I also had to answer, because that would be tantamount to telling the other party that it was true. You reporters are very cunning. So I can only speak in a bureaucratic tone, saying don't ask this kind of question.

Mystra's speech skills are worse than that of the big leader. He didn't say not to ask this question, but I can't answer it. This in itself means that the answer is affirmative.

You must know that there is a big difference between the real world and the virtual world. The biggest difference is that everything in the virtual world is arranged according to the will of the gods, while the real world operates according to the laws of nature, and the gods only give a little guidance.

The game of the gods is not an infinite space, and the gods don't seem interested in playing virtual worlds. To them, fictional worlds are meaningless, only those things that conform to the laws of nature and can exceed their plans are interesting.

The more unexpected, the more interesting!

Realizing this, Yuan Chenfei put forward his request for transformation.

After hearing Yuan Chenfei's request, Mystra fainted again: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'm sure." Yuan Chenfei replied with certainty.

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This is a desolate and broken world.

Row upon row of buildings, as well as various vehicles with strange shapes, represent that this was once a highly civilized city.

But now, all of that is gone.

Most of the buildings have collapsed, occasionally a few stand upright, and most of them are disemboweled, exploding fireworks are everywhere, and plants are crawling over every corner of the city.

A lone horned wolf is looking for food here. It looks around cautiously and greedily, looking for all the food that can fill its stomach.

While it was searching, a light door suddenly appeared not far away.

A burly man walked out of the light gate.

food!

This thought flashed through the horned wolf's limited consciousness, ignorance made it fearless, and greed made it even more aggressive.

It rushed towards the big man, aiming the sharp horns on the top of its head.

But before it had time to get close, it saw a huge fist blasting towards it.

The fist hit the horned wolf, sending the horned wolf flying with pain to the bone, and the broken horn rolled down in the air.

"Woo!" Horned wolf let out a mournful cry, knowing that he had provoked an existence that he couldn't afford to offend, he hurried to the side.

It's a pity that before it could run away, a strong hand grabbed it and lifted it up.

"A poor little guy." The King of Chu whispered, "It should be dinner."

He looked up at the sky, and took a breath of air.

The air is the same as that of the D ball. I don't know if it is the planet Takomit itself, or the result of the improvement of the gods.

It is a good thing that there is no problem of acclimatization, which means that basic survival should not be a problem, otherwise the gods will send everyone here to die.

After twisting the horned wolf's neck, the King of Chu walked up to a half-collapsed building and looked around.

He quickly found his goal, a building that remained intact as a whole, and it was also the tallest building in the entire ruins.

After confirming the target, the King of Chu went to the tallest building.

He made an appointment with the others to meet at the top.

His pace is not fast, but confident and powerful, while his eyes are constantly scanning.

Next to several skeletons not far away, a shield caught his attention.

The king of Chu walked over and picked up the shield.

The shield is transparent and looks similar to a blast shield, and there is a button on the armrest.

The King of Chu pressed the button, and the shield emitted a strong light, because it was facing him, so that the King of Chu couldn't open his eyes.

The king of Chu hurriedly transferred the shield, but he was very happy in his heart: "Haha, it really is a good baby, and it even has the function of strong light."

This shield is a typical high-tech product. It is probably the explosion-proof shield in this world. The rarest thing is that it can still be used.

Yes, the king of Chu is now a shield guard.

He was originally a monk, but after entering the competition, he chose shield guard.

As the boss, no matter what choice the king of Chu chooses, he must be a war position. Because he believes that only those who dare to charge forward are the most suitable to be the boss.

Typical underworld thinking.

Originally, he still had a headache about the equipment, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about it. This ruin should have equipment for all professions. It stands to reason that technological products can only be used by gunners, but the king of Chu who is not a gunner can still use them, which shows that this has been specially modified by the gods. Of course, it should be limited to shields.

Just as he was excited, a terrified voice suddenly came from his ears: "Boss, help me! Help me!"

The King of Chu turned his head and saw Shen Wen running towards him. To his surprise, there was nothing behind Shen Wen.

The king of Chu was stunned, and walked over: "Why are you panicking? You are now a level 30 professional. If there are any monsters that you can't deal with, then I'm afraid I can't either."

Shen Wen was stunned, and then remembered that he was no longer the little priest with more than ten levels, but a demon warlock with level thirty.

"Sorry, I forgot. But even if I am equal to you, I will never be your opponent." Shen Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Shen Wen felt lucky to be able to meet the King of Chu right after he came in.

Seeing him like this, the king of Chu sighed inwardly. Shen Wen's brain is sufficient, but it's a pity that he lacks the spirit of fighting for his life. But because of this, he didn't die in the battle of Xingye Manor - he didn't go in in the first place.

At this moment, the king of Chu asked, "What happened to you?"

Shen Wen was stunned, and replied: "In the room over there, there is a dark thing. I ran away after I couldn't see what it was."

He ran away before seeing what it was. The king of Chu was completely disappointed with Shen Wen's courage. He had never seen him so timid before.

Fortunately, what he needed was not Shen Wen's courage, but his mind.

"Let's go, go to the tallest building to meet everyone. As long as we unite, we will be the winners of this competition!" Chu Renwang clenched his fists and said.

Although the gods have changed Yuan Chenfei's appearance, this does not prevent the king of Chu and more than 50 people from uniting together.

This is their natural advantage.

"Yes! I still have to find that kid Yuan Chenfei and kill him!" Shen Wen's eyes flashed with viciousness.

What he is afraid of is his own death, and he is not afraid of the death of others at all.