OBS Chapter 270 Truman’S Awareness
Chapter 270 Truman’S Awareness
Sun Shuai made all preparations and returned to the Sky Eye Room from outside.
He glanced around and saw that a dozen technicians in the Sky Eye room were busy doing final inspections. Sun Shuai realized that Mr. Ji was not here and asked, "Where is Mr. Ji?"
Assistant Zhang came over and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Ji is in the secret room..."
Sun Shuai nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
He could understand Mr. Ji's mood. Such a powerful intruder had sneaked into the town, and such an important confidential item was now stored in the secret room of the town. It was normal to be worried about taking a look.
At this time, I saw Mr. Ji just coming back from outside.
Ji Lao's appearance looked normal, no different from usual.
Sun Shuai glanced at Mr. Ji and said, "Are you worried about the 'Record of Destruction'?"
Ji Lao said calmly: "Of course, such a divinely inspired book is kept by us. If we lose it, we will become the biggest sinners of the human race."
Sun Shuai asked: "Do you think the other party may be here for the Record of Destruction?"
Ji Lao said: "Of course it is possible."
Sun Shuai paused and reminded him: "Even among high-level officials, only twenty people know about the existence of that book."
Mr. Ji said calmly: "But the plane key given by Pobing has been cracked, which has already proven that there is an undercover agent among us, right?"
Sun Shuai fell silent and stopped talking.
"The game is about to end." Ji Lao said in a leisurely voice: "Sun Shuai, you should prepare for the worst and prepare for the enemy."
"Of course I know this." Sun Shuai snorted softly: "If he really dares to do anything, let him do it. Even if he is a Wanxiang level, he is only one person after all. This is the territory of our human race, and there is still no one left. Are you afraid of him?"
Ji Lao smiled slightly: "I hope so."
The hour-long break passed quickly.
"Viewers, the reporter is now live broadcasting the semi-finals of the 309th National Freshman Competition for you."
A female reporter stood in front of the camera with a professional smile on her face: "Let's take a look at the list of the top four. The first game is the most promising player in this competition, Mu Xun from Guigu College. Are you looking forward to playing against Bai Li from Zecheng High School with Extraordinary Serial Number 03, who is also a popular player in this competition?"
The comments in the live broadcast room were filled with touching words of Yan Guo:
"What are you looking forward to?"
"I specially asked for leave and came to Yecheng, but suddenly we were not allowed to enter!"
"Your competition team is so irresponsible!"
"rnmd, refund the money!"
reporter:"......"
"The semi-finals will begin soon." The referee announced: "According to the draw results, the first game will be Baili vs. Mu Xun, and the second game will be Lin Naiv vs. White Beast."
At this point, he paused, turned to look at the preparation table, and asked, "Is player Lin Nai back?"
"Uh, well..." Tang Hongshan said bravely, "He should be back soon."
In fact, he himself had no idea.
‘Lin Nai, what on earth are you doing...’
The referee sighed.
"Okay, let's start with the first game of the Final Four."
Bai Li and Mu Xun quickly stood on the ring.
The random battle scene between the two is: rainy season, forest.
"Hey, I finally got the opponent I wanted."
The two entered the scene. Bai Li looked at Mu Xun and licked his lips: "I hope you people in Guigu are really as strong as the legend."
Mu Xun said without any nonsense: "Let's get started."
After saying that, the two started fighting directly.
Both of them are extraordinary people who use weapons, so it was a direct close combat from the beginning.
Bai Hao used a dagger, and Mu Xun used his rusty bronze sword.
For a moment, the lights of swords and shadows were dazzling...
Truman watched the battle between the two and was taking notes. At this time, he suddenly noticed that there were many plane army soldiers in various corners of the competition venue today. Almost all of these soldiers were fully armed, holding soul-energy guns, and wearing explosion-proof clothing and explosion-proof helmets.
And looking at their military ranks, none of them are low.
The highest level of extraordinary warriors that Yecheng can produce should be here.
He glanced upwards at the venue again.
The venue for the competition is similar to a large stadium, with an open air overhead.
In the sky above the venue, more than a dozen drones could be seen flying around, seeming to be investigating something.
Truman knew the models of those drones.
It is a war military model of the plane army.
This kind of drone carries high-intensity soul energy weapons and is definitely not something that would be sent out in ordinary competitions.
Truman looked at the soldiers again, put the pen on his chin and rubbed it a few times, thoughtfully.
"Hey, Aze." Truman said suddenly.
"Huh?" Hua Lingze turned around: "What's wrong?"
Truman said: "Don't you think it's very strange that this year's finals suddenly changed the rules and did not allow spectators to enter the venue?"
"Haven't we already discussed this matter?" Hua Lingze paused and then said: "It's indeed strange. The explanation given by the competition team is just a safety issue, but it shouldn't be that simple."
"It's definitely not that simple." Truman pointed with his chin and said, "Look at those soldiers, they are already stationed in this event venue. There are also those war drones in the sky above the venue, those are models The war-specific model of GA9983 is specially used to fight against dimensional invasion."
When Hua Lingze heard what Truman said, he immediately raised his eyebrows: "Fighting against plane invasion?...Don't you want to say that there are alien invaders that have sneaked into this event town? Are you coming?"
"I don't know." Truman touched his glasses with his fingers: "But I feel that today's atmosphere is full of uneasy feelings."
The seats in the event venue are empty. The huge venue can hold 100,000 people, but there are only a few hundred people. These people are all the top 64 players, as well as leaders and principals of major universities, and some media reporters. , probably the most deserted final in history.
In the audience, Cha Yizhou opened a small compass like a pocket watch in his hand and watched the pointer on the compass move randomly and randomly.
"Same as the last blood moon night..." Cha Yizhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
Jiang Zhou next to him was watching the game seriously. When he heard Cha Yizhou's words, he was slightly startled and asked suspiciously: "Master, what did you say?"
"It's nothing." Cha Yizhou closed the compass, put it in his arms, and then stood up: "You can continue watching the game here."
"Ang?" Jiang Zhou looked confused: "Then won't you continue reading?"
"It's okay." Cha Yizhou smiled lightly: "I'll go for a walk."
...
Within the battle scene.
Bai Li's body was already dripping with blood, he was panting, and there were several blood stains on his clothes and trouser legs.
These are the masterpieces of Mu Xun's bronze sword.
"Haha, it's really interesting." Bai Li grinned.
His shadow beneath him slowly squirmed, stood up like a living thing, and finally filled in the scars on his body.
Soon, those scars gradually disappeared.