Chapter 38： entertainment

"Off-Road Escape" is a small game of driving and racing. It is the same as the ranking battlefield. Five people, one driver and four shooters, drive an off-road vehicle together under the siege of mutant beasts and zombies. escape. The competitive mode of two or more teams is to race simultaneously in parallel tracks without direct conflict. The competition is about who can escape first and reach the finish line.

Of course, as a small off-road racing game, the driving roads on several maps are designed to be extremely complicated and rugged, the difficulty of the game is not low, and the live broadcast effect must be good.

Seeing the results of the lottery, Mu Feibai's fans immediately got into the mood:

"Enjoy God, FG! What if you lose!"

"Mushen is so good at driving, how could he lose? If you lose the live broadcast, drink Coke! Hahahaha!"

"What about winning?"

"Sing us a song if you win!"

Mu Feibai: ...

Mu Feibai raised his hand, and flicked a brain crash on the heads of his team members: "I'm taking the water friend instead of FG running order, don't try to dig holes for me again!"

Fans: "Tch, you're so boring."

Mu Feibai: "Let's do this. If you lose, you won't be punished. If you win...I'll send each of you a signed poster."

The fans immediately cheered: "Yeah!!"

However, someone pushed forward: "Two, Mushen and Qiushen each have one, okay?"

Mu Feibai raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qiu Yu, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I can't decide what you God Qiu should do, you should beg him yourself."

The fans immediately looked at Qiu Yu, regardless of whether they were boys or girls, their eyes flickered at him, and because they couldn't figure out his temper, they didn't dare to speak casually.

Qiu Yu is really not good at dealing with this kind of battle.

These fans are different from the soldiers he has led. It is not easy for him to reprimand him, let alone teach him a lesson. Being watched with such anticipation by such a group of fans who are full of expectations for him, his heart cannot be hardened, and he can only compromise in the end. , nodded: "...OK."

Mu Feibai suddenly laughed.

He approached Qiu Yu and said in a whisper, "So you can't stand other people acting like a baby?"

Qiu Yu: ...

What's the use of lowering your voice? The live broadcast is still on!

No matter how low the voice is, the fans watching the live broadcast can still hear it, okay?

Sure enough, the barrage immediately became lively:

"Wow! God Qiu, this is too cute, isn't it?"

"On the battlefield, he is fierce and wild, killing people without blinking an eye, but off the battlefield, he is afraid of being acted like a spoiled child! Hahahaha what a super cute contrast! My blood tank is empty, help me!!"

"It's over, the weakness has been exposed, what should I do if I meet Endless and Su Se in the game, and act like a baby to God Qiu!"

Mu Feibai solved the audience's worries with practical actions—

He tilted his head, imitating the expressions and tone of the fans just now, and smiled softly: "Brother Qiu Yu, please be merciful for a while, okay?"

Qiu Yu couldn't bear it anymore, he shot decisively and swiftly, and when he went up, he gave Mu Feibai a small set of traps, pinned him to the ground, looked down from above, and looked at him coldly: "Speak up for me!"

He used to be so weird in the training room, bullying him could not beat him in reality, but now he dares to do this in the game, he must let him know how powerful it is.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feibai didn't get angry when he was beaten, he almost choked on laughing while lying on the ground.

Qiu Yu narrowed his eyes.

Mu Feibai hurriedly said: "Brother, brother, put it down, live broadcast with water friends! If you want to fight, let's start fighting practice later? Let me get up first..."

Barrage:

"It's gone, the God of Qiu is still the God of Qiu, it is impossible to be soft on the enemy."

"Hahahaha, Mu Feibai, you have today too!"

"Holy shit, Qiushen cowhide! Who of you just saw the speed of his attack? Why do I think that Mushen might not be able to beat Qiushen in fighting?!"

After a while of fuss, the first entertainment game was finally ready to start, and the two teams walked into their respective tracks.

At this time, Mu Feibai's voice came from the competition public channel: "By the way, are there any of you who can drive? This is not a pod, it's an off-road vehicle from the cataclysm period, without AI-assisted driving."

The water friends in Qiu Yu's team immediately laughed and said, "Mushen, you don't care too much! Only when the countdown begins!"

Fortunately, some of the fans liked to play small racing games, so they snorted triumphantly: "Brother is a good driver, God Qiu, don't worry!"

Qiu Yu looked around the off-road vehicle, reached into the cab and patted the steering wheel, suddenly itching: "Let me drive."

He was fortunate enough to learn how to drive all kinds of vehicles in the last days, but at that time, fuel had become a scarce resource, and the power supply was unstable. Most of the cars were provided to the most elite central troops. I was lucky enough to get a car, but the situation worsened later, and the transportation of their unit basically relied on their own legs.

When he first started playing this game, he also tried the driving and racing mini-game here, but unfortunately he soon took the battlefield as a profession, and he didn't have the energy to play other games after live broadcast and training, so he never touched these games again. .

Since I have the opportunity today, it's not bad to have a car addiction.

With the live broadcast on, the voices of both teams were on the public channel, so Mu Feibai could naturally hear Qiu Yu's words.

He couldn't hide his surprise: "You can drive?!"

Qiu Yu had already sat in the driver's cab, stepped on the pedals under his feet, touched the gear lever, and said, "Is there anything that won't drive?"

Automatic transmission, this kind of car is no different from a toy in the last days. After all, most of those combat vehicles use manual transmissions in order to improve driving performance and stability. Qiu Yu even suspected that the children in this world had never seen it before.

Mu Feibai smiled and said: "That's fine, I won't take advantage of you either, we both will be the pilots, and the task of killing mutant beasts and zombies will be given to Shuiyou."

He said to his teammates: "You all have good marksmanship, don't lose the chain."

The friends in the water were not afraid of him, and they fought back laughingly: "Mushen, don't lose the chain, don't be unable to shoot Qiushen, fight to defeat Qiushen, or even drive a car!"

Mu Feibai snorted arrogantly: "Just kidding, it's absolutely impossible for Alpha to drive better than O..."

Friends of the water: "Let Fg stand Fg!"

Mu Feibai: "...Hey, I won't."

Qiu Yu: ...

When this person is with fans, his mental age drops off a cliff.

Fortunately, there was not a long time for the commotion, and the countdown to preparation was about to end, and everyone raced against time to get their positions.

Qiu Yu was sitting firmly in the driver's cab. A sailor aimed a gun at the right side from the co-pilot's window. There were two people in the back row. One stared at the left, the other poked his head out of the sunroof to stare at the front, and there was another person in the rear window who was in charge of sweeping the tail. .

Game voice broadcast: "Three, two, one, let's go!"

The gate of the base in front of him opened slowly, Qiu Yu kicked the gas pedal down, and the car roared suddenly, rubbing the rusted iron door panel that was only half opened, and rushed out.

Outside the door, mutant beasts and zombies all over the mountains and plains are besieging!

"Fuck! God Qiu! Wait, wait, wait!"

"Ah, drive slowly!"

"Don't-ah! It's going to be turned over, it's going to be turned over, don't go from there! Cowhide!"

"No! God Qiu, the zombies were hit by us, not by you!"

After a while of crying and howling, a certain fan in Qiu Yu's car dragged his voice and cried: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow This is not the car to go to kindergarten!!”

Ever since Qiu Yu drove the car out of the gate of the base, she had to hold the base of the machine gun welded to the frame almost the whole time, not to mention shooting with a gun, in order to barely maintain her body balance and not be shaken into scattered yellow eggs.

Qiu Yu was steering the steering wheel. Seeing that his teammates in the back seat had no time to care about the enemies outside the cab door, he stretched out his hand to unlock the off-road vehicle door, kicked the door open, knocked down a mutant beast lying on the door, and quickly slammed the door open with his backhand. Close it, then the accelerator pedal roared, and suddenly flicked the tail, shaking the mutant beast that had just jumped onto the rear frame, then turned sharply to avoid the obstacles ahead, and drove into a section of masonry mottled road.

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room is scrolling crazily:

"Fuck, this action is too A?! Cupid, little angel, are you sure you're not pretending to be O???"

"I'm dead. God Qiu killed me."

"God Qiu, stop kicking the car door, kick my ass!"

"Scared. Just looking at it from Qiushen's perspective, this car drives me a little dizzy QAQ"

"Just now I was crying and fussing because I didn't get the water friend qualification, but now I'm calm, if I'm on Qiu Shen's chariot, I probably want to die..."

"Hahahaha! If they are guilty, please let the law punish them! Don't let them go to God's car!"

"No, don't patronize hahaha, okay? Didn't you realize that Qiu Shen is going to break the record?!"

"Fuck, it's true! I checked, and the track record is 2 minutes and 18 seconds. It's less than a minute, and Qiu Shen's journey is halfway through!"

"Unfortunately, it's not the game number, the practice number is not enough to blow up."

Due to some unspoken but tacit agreement, professional players will not deliberately come to this kind of entertainment competition to set records. Only occasionally in a situation like today, one or two practice trumpets will rush to the top. record list. However, professional players are not omnipotent after all, and many entertainment competitions are not within the scope of their training, so there has never been a situation of dominating the rankings.

This time, Qiu Yu just happened to catch up.

When the off-road vehicle rushed into the gate of the safety fortress and stopped suddenly after drawing a large arc after the finish line, the race timer finally stopped at 1 minute and 52 seconds.

Immediately after, eight seconds later, Mu Feibai's car chased after him, almost bumping into Qiu Yu's car and stopped firmly.

Qiu Yu put his arm on the fallen car window, looked up at the list of records above the finish line, and smiled slightly: "Actually, you also broke the record."

Mu Feibai stared at Qiu Yu with burning eyes, and his face was full of fighting spirit and fighting spirit that would not admit defeat.

At this time, the back door of Qiu Yu's car slowly opened, and the two players fell out of it with limp feet, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a long time. The girl behind finally let go of the machine gun mount in her hand, her chin hung on the railing of the car, and she was in a daze: "Ah...is it over...?"

Mu Feibai's gaze moved, and it landed on the fans who were covered in distress.

After a long time, he looked at Qiu Yu again, with a funny face on his face, trying to tense but unable to: "Brother, we agreed to win two out of three rounds. Do you think entertainment games are boring, so you turned my fans into consumables?"