How Many Tomorrows There Are

"Is that man still alive?"

"It seems to have passed out, without a bracelet, a bastard outside the city?"

"Throw it directly into the recycling bin and turn it into feed."

"What a waste, the reality show is still short of some cannon fodder, pull them to make up the number."

In a daze, he heard someone talking in his ear, what kind of trash, cannon fodder, are you talking about me?

His head was too heavy, he only felt as if his body was lifted and thrown onto the cold floor, and then there was the sound of an engine roaring.

Who is the hero who sent me to the classroom... The teacher wants to call the roll...

No, who in the dormitory has a car!

He woke up with a jerk, he thought he had only squinted for 5 minutes, but actually his thoughts were disconnected during sleep, and he slept for a full two hours.

Two hours is enough to be sold by unknown people, signed a contract of sale with fingerprints, and guarded by unscrupulous companies to restrict personal freedom.

When he woke up and saw the strange environment around him, he was confused, and he was obviously in the university dormitory when he closed his eyes.

who I am?where am i?What am I doing?

It must be the wrong way for me to open my eyes!

If he wasn't the only one in the room, and the others seemed obviously aggressive, he would have started screaming.

"Stinky boy, I have been displeased with you for a long time, and you have occupied the longest sofa in the room, please get up for me!" The person who spoke was a bald man with a height of more than seven feet and muscular tangles. He was wearing a gray-blue vest. , revealing the tattoos on his neck and arms, very arrogant.The bald man has always acted domineeringly. If the medical staff were not treating the brat just now, he would have picked him up and thrown him into the corner.

Those who know current affairs are more handsome.

He jumped up and retreated to the wall, hoping to get as far away from this dangerous person as possible.

"Cut! Coward!" The big man spat.

It may be kidnapping, take a deep breath, don't talk, try to go back to see your parents alive.

However, he soon realized that his parents might not be able to see them.

He didn't notice it at first, but after standing for a while, he found that the angle of view was different from usual.

I seem to have grown taller.

His original stature was at the average level among boys, in his early 170s, with a thin body and gentle, but his angle of view at this time was at least 185.

This is not an advertisement for height increase. After eating XX calcium tablets, I can grow again at the age of 28, and I can grow a lot taller in one day.

Despair began to spread in his chest.

Reading time-travel articles doesn’t mean you really want to time-travel!

As if in slow motion, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The palms of those hands were broad and the fingers were long and strong. They were grown men's hands, definitely not his.

It has only been five minutes since he woke up, and he feels that a century has passed.

"Are you looking for a bracelet?" Someone next to him spoke to him, and he looked at the other person vigilantly. It was a thin young man wearing glasses, with a dull brow, and seemed to be about the same age as himself.

Still in shock, he didn't answer.

The young man with glasses continued: "Whether the bracelet is lost or taken away, if you don't have it in the city, you will have no identity. Without identity, you will not be able to enjoy all the rights that free people can enjoy, and your life will be your life. "

What is not a free person, my life is not my life?Are you alarmist?

"City? I'm not from here." He retorted subconsciously.

"Outside the city?" The glasses couldn't help exclaiming.All eyes in the room were focused on him for a while, his cold sweat broke out immediately, he was very regretful for being negligent, and secretly reminded himself that the trouble came from the mouth, before he figured out the situation, he was dumb!

The young man with glasses seemed to realize that he was being reckless, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, you don't look like those from outside the city, they are usually dressed in rags and look haggard..."

Something flashed in his mind, the words "city", "bracelet", and "outsider" reminded him of a novel he had read before going to bed, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It describes a dark and cruel future world. Human beings have experienced the zombie apocalypse, the environment has been severely damaged, and radiation is everywhere. A great savior brought mankind back to the city and built a city in the ruins as the last of human civilization. hope.

The center of the city is the royal city, and outside the royal city is the inner city, where people from the upper classes live, and the closer they are to the inner city, the higher their status is; the outer city is where ordinary people live, they belong to free people, fulfill their due obligations, and enjoy rights and freedom The people outside the city are not human, because there is no protection of the city, the level of technology is low, and the living environment is very harsh. They suffer from radiation, disease, hunger, and famine. , the dark mouse in the gutter.In order to be able to enter the city, they once launched an aggressive war. Facing the huge power gap, the result was a disastrous defeat. Since then, the city has deprived them of all their rights as human beings.

This city has been standing for thousands of years. The technology is highly developed, but human nature is gradually disappearing. In order to pursue excitement, the city people have invented various entertainment activities, including a reality TV show with the theme of killing competition. The protagonist of the story is No. .20 five-season championship.

He has always been cute and sweet, and this article is very abusive at first glance, so he clicked the fork and quit immediately after reading the beginning.

Even so, he had to wash his eyes with a video of a kitten ringing a doorbell for the first two pages.

In order to highlight the setting of the world, the author of Killing a Thousand Swords specially introduced a cannon fodder.

A star champion in the previous seasons of the show, his name seems to be Brett, he was portrayed by the show as a hero who is invincible, compassionate and righteous, and is highly praised by the audience. Get the status of a free man - the program group deceived everyone.

Bright was not only squeezed out of the last bit of value by the program group, but also played by the cannibal inner city nobles. Although the tricks were only a few lines, they were full of endless pain and torture.When encountering the protagonist Shou, Brett has been transformed into a meat weapon for everyone to use, and the nobles strengthened his sensitivity and retained his pride and shame for added fun.In the end, the kind and benevolent protagonist took a shot at him, which finally freed him.

Simply sick!

Ma Ma, how should I survive in this dangerous world?

Let's hug the protagonist's thigh, after all, he has great luck, by the way, what is the protagonist's name...

He was immersed in his own world, not in the mood to speak, and the young man with glasses who had struck up a conversation with him just now was making fun of himself and fell into silence.

After a while, the door of the room was opened and staff came in.

"Congratulations, you have become the contestants of the seventh season of "Killing Game". As long as you are good enough and lucky enough, not only can you become a dazzling star, step into the upper class, win the championship, but also get rich rewards, and reach the pinnacle of life!"

No. [-], season?

He cracked.

"Now, the contestants whose names are called come in order to receive the bracelets. This is specially customized by the program group. It has GPS positioning in it. After the competition, the medical team can locate you in time and save your life."

"Number 199, Brett," the staff repeated, "Brightt—" he saw the young man who was clearly in a daze, and said angrily, "Are you deaf? Calling you!"

He was the only one in the room without a bracelet, and the staff locked their eyes on him. He was so frightened that he wanted to back away, but there was already a wall behind him.

"I'm not Brett." He struggled, resisting the name.

The staff member knew his background, because there were quite a few people who had been sold in because they had no identity, so he buckled the bracelet on him forcefully.

"No matter what your previous name was, you will be Brett from now on."

The author has something to say: I revisited the Hunger Games and opened my mind