How Many Tomorrows There Are

The benefits of having a broker are immediately apparent.

Ou Keke won Brett a chance to attend the banquet, let him decorate the master's hall as a vase.

"Go out?" Can you leave the program group?Brett's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't think about escaping or anything. First of all, there is a locator in your bracelet. You can only get it if you cut off your hand. Secondly, the bracelet will automatically call the police if you leave it for more than an hour. The arrest warrant will be issued throughout the city. No one can escape. Drop." Ou Keke just warned habitually, she felt that her artist could not be so stupid.

Bright, who was almost stupid, nodded to show that he was educated.

This is the first time that Brett has left the program group and got in touch with the outside world, so he is inevitably a little nervous.

"What should I do to prepare?"

"They know you're a newcomer, so they don't usually make it difficult for you. The attendants and toys at the banquet have been specially inspected, and they don't like you to do those things! Drinking and taking drugs are basic. I heard you Don't touch these? This is not okay, you can't spoil the fun."

"Is there a device to detect alcohol and drugs?" Subtle meaning: Is it okay to pretend to be drunk?

Ou Keke choked on him, feeling that this artist would give her a headache in the future, but she still shook her head, saying that there is no such thing——everyone is there for fun, why do you want that?

"In short, you do what they tell you to do. You may not be rewarded if you complete it, but you will definitely suffer if you don't," Ou Keke said bitterly, "I'm just a small agent, and those are big people."

"clear."

"Tomorrow the program team will be responsible for picking up and dropping off."

That night, Brett returned to the doomsday zombie world, had friendly exchanges with the surrounding zombies, and then hunted a deer to reward himself.

The grilled venison is tender and delicious, with a tangy aroma, served with mushroom skewers, which is nutritious and delicious.

Blackback sat obediently beside Brett as always.

"Latiao, Dad won't come to see you tomorrow. If Dad comes back alive... Bah, I can't set a flag! Anyway, we agreed to build a dog house for you the day after tomorrow."

"Wow!" Heibei wagged his tail happily as if he understood Brett's words.

Brett hugged it, Heibei stuck out his tongue and licked his face affectionately, and the dog and the dog quarreled for a while before resting.

Without this world as a buffer and without the company of Latiao, he would probably have gone crazy long ago.

After half a month of groping, Bright already roughly knew the rules of time travel.

The killing game world is the real world. He will enter the doomsday zombie game when he is in a sleep state at midnight in the middle of the night. If there is a major disturbance to his body from the outside world, he will wake up early, similar to a forced exit from the game. where offline.

The time in the two worlds will not stand still because of his departure, but the flow of time in the game is significantly faster. Six hours in the real world is roughly equivalent to one day of game time.

The two worlds do not interfere with each other. Brett has not yet found a way to bring the things in this game to the real world. Otherwise, he would have made guns, cannons and bombs to bombard the dark real world.

But fortunately, his body will become stronger as the level in the game increases, and his stamina, endurance, strength, speed, etc. are all improved compared to the original, and some skills remembered by the body can also be reflected in the real world, such as Gathering skills make him good at dissecting animal carcasses.This is one of the biggest reliance on his current survival.

He regards reality as work and games as a writer. When working, he is tense, expressionless, and restrains all emotions. After work, he releases himself, relieves pressure, and establishes a good balance.

Brett felt that he was a prisoner in a suit and tie. Together with other handsome or beautiful contestants, he was sent to his destination in several cars with high security. Even the windows of the cars were blacked out, so he couldn't see outside.

This is the most luxurious and high-end hotel in the outer city. It is resplendent and dazzling. Entering the inside, you can see that the furnishings are gorgeous and extravagant. The walls and pillars are inlaid with various gemstones. The floor tiles are a complete side, and there is no trace of stone splicing. , the surface can be seen as a mirror, and there are beautiful patterns of pure gold.

Someone couldn't help but let out a sigh, and the leader of the program group proudly introduced: "This is just the hotel lobby, where the banquet hall is held." After he finished speaking, he paused long enough for everyone to express their shock and yearning. "After entering, follow the instructions of the person in charge. I will pick you up tomorrow."

The person in charge he mentioned was probably the hotel manager or the foreman. The other party was experienced and saw them and immediately made arrangements.

"Little birds, drinks are free, medicines are available, as long as you don't kill yourself, Hurry Hurry, hurry up and get into shape! The distinguished guests are coming soon!"

Brett saw Mama-san in him.

He pretended to have taken the medicine, held it in the palm of his hand, and threw it away when no one noticed. Then he took a sip of wine to fill his mouth with alcohol, and sprinkled most of the alcohol on the dark coat. His eyes were clouded, and he began to pretend to be drunk.

Staggeringly, he followed the crowd into the banquet hall.

After seeing the scene clearly, Bright realized what the agent meant by being a decoration.

There are upper and lower floors in the hall, above which is a circular corridor, which is probably a place for guests to enjoy the scenery.

The first floor where the contestants entered was filled with beauties and colorful flowers. It was as if they had strayed into the wonderland where the gods of the Olympic Mountains were feasting and having fun.

The most conspicuous place in the hall is a huge golden birdcage, inside which sits an elf with pointed ears, wearing a flower crown, and her plump body is only wrapped in a layer of tulle, her beauty is faintly visible.There are four white jade carved pillars around the birdcage, each of which has a beauty snake wrapped around it. The upper body is a beautiful woman, and below the navel is a dark purple snake body. If you look closely, the four beauty snakes are exactly the same in appearance and dress.Even those curled up casually on the sofa are beautiful and lovely boys and girls with cat ears. They don't have a hair on, and their posture is lazy. Occasionally shaking their furry ears, they look like they are ready to be picked.

"Did you see? They are all yours!" Mama Sang stirred up the emotions of the contestants, "Go to possess them, ravage/ravage them, and release your enthusiasm!"

These beauties are red flowers, and the contestants are green leaves, and the green leaves are surrounded by red flowers. The guests like this decoration.

Several contestants rushed to the cage in the middle immediately. The pure elf is the highest prize, and they must fight for the first place and be the most beautiful boy at the banquet.

Screams, screams, laughter, and screams all come together to play a wonderful movement.

The banquet was already in a carnival, smelling the smell of indulgence in the air, complemented by the bloody smell inspired by plunder and violence, Mama Sang nodded in satisfaction.

The manager's earnest teachings sounded in his ears, Brett followed the crowd, he hugged an ordinary dog ​​boy, because the suit reminded him of spicy sticks, and then hid in a corner that was not very eye-catching, ready to paddle to kill time.

The canine boy was restless, twisting and turning on Brett, licking him, nibbling him, making pitiful whining sounds, begging for attention and caress.He was presumably fed something or programmed to be that way—the thought made Brett feel bad, and he thought about his future self.

At this time, a figure appeared on the second floor, probably a guest. Brett dared not look directly at it, and only observed it from the corner of his eye.Each of them was well-dressed and polite, wearing a tuxedo and a mask on their faces, so they couldn't see their faces. Some of them were talking with each other, and some were watching the performance with cold eyes and commenting on something.

One up and one down, there are two completely different worlds:

The above is calm, self-sustaining, and high above;

The bottom is indulgent, absurd, and humble as mud.

The author has something to say: Gongshou is less than ten meters away at this time