The coldness in his chest quickly turned into a stinging pain. The pain was so real that Nakamoto could even feel the vibrations from the friction between his broken spine and the metal arm.

A group of Salvation Army soldiers nearby, including several disciples who revealed their identities, were all killed by the nano-robots that rushed in, and even had their heads screwed off.

At the same time, Nakamoto felt a numbness and itch coming from his wound. When he looked down, he saw that the wound was being rapidly devoured by the nanomachines, and the silver-gray metal structure was spreading to other parts of the body!

And he is not dead yet!

This feeling of life being worse than death continued to spread throughout his body, and finally, his eyes went black and he couldn't see anything at all.

The painful feeling also disappeared in an instant.

On the sofa, Nakamoto suddenly sat up, took off the "Beyond" virtual reality device helmet on his head, and looked down at his chest and abdomen.

There was no huge wound, and the bones and internal organs inside could not be seen.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, but his whole body was soaked with sweat.

The scene in the game just now was so real and terrifying, as if everything really happened.

Fortunately, this is all just a game.

But it’s so real…

It was so real that he almost thought he was dead.

Standing up from the sofa, lighting a cigarette, Nakamoto slowly walked to the window and looked out at the woods.

Everything was fine outside, except that his fingers holding the cigarette were still trembling.

After all, he has never been a fighter who is good at physical combat.

Is this the possible end of the earth?

Everything turned into cold metal, and the living people were constantly being hunted, like a group of rats in the gutter...

Thinking of those players who had their heads twisted off or split into two pieces, Nakamoto couldn't imagine the pain they would suffer.

When he just received a reminder from the "Real Doomsday Game" that it would be upgraded to a virtual reality game, Nakamoto was still a little excited. After all, he was fed up with the shortcomings of computers and mobile phones that could not be immersive.

But at this time, he began to feel a sense of awe.

He had also had his own speculations about the existence of the savior, the developer, and the commander-in-chief.

Judging from previous game missions and what happened on Earth, it is very likely that this developer has actually experienced those apocalypse, otherwise it would be difficult to restore the scene so accurately.

There is nothing difficult to accept about the parallel universe theory itself.

After all, the Bitcoin he created will also undergo forks.

In other words, the game tasks he is experiencing now are probably the developer's real life experiences.

This should also be the reason why developers upgraded the game to a virtual reality game.

Only by truly feeling the horror of these apocalypse can we have enough faith to stop it all.

…

Moscow.

Vasily woke up from the game cabin, took off his helmet, and rubbed his hair vigorously.

The whole person seemed to have just been awakened from drowning, wrapped in pain and anger.

In the gray tide apocalypse just now, he was torn into four pieces by two nano-robots, and the pain was clearly transmitted to his nervous system by the game device through the brain nerve connector.

He almost fainted on the spot.

Players who had never complained about being tired in previous games all let out real screams this time.

However, although the scene just now had a great mental impact on Vasily, it was not this that made him depressed and angry.

According to the situation of the previous two game tasks, once he fails in the game, he may even lose his qualifications for the game.

Or be transported to a more desolate place to increase the difficulty of the game again.

After pouring a glass of vodka and drinking it down, Vasily returned to the game cabin again, put on his helmet, and prepared to log in to the game again.

The huge blood-red eye icon lights up again, ready to log in again.

Vasily couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not deprived of the qualification to play the game.

My vision went dark, I felt dizzy, and the game started again!

Similar scenes are happening all over the world.

Players who were brutally killed in the game all chose to enter the game again after a short rest.

This kind of game with a real feeling is a new and more interesting challenge for them!

Seeing players requesting to enter the Gray Tide Apocalypse mission again, Shen Feng in the cyberspace couldn't help but smile with relief.

These warriors he selected did not disappoint him.

Every virtual death is a high-intensity mental training. The strong willpower that has been continuously tempered is also conducive to fighting against the Whisperers.

After all, the Whisperer's hypnosis can also target these players...

…

Vasily opened his eyes again and found himself in a gray hospital-like place with silver-gray coffin-like biopods everywhere.

In front of him, there were several players with equally confused faces, who seemed to have just logged into the game again.

He did not appear at the initial spawn point.

Moreover, they seemed to have a black bracelet on their hands.

Vasily looked around, stretched out his hand to an Asian-looking player, and said:

"Hello, comrade, I am Vali."

Like-minded people are considered comrades, and these players are enough to call each other comrades.

The other party also extended his hand to shake his hand and introduced himself:

"Hello, comrade, Satoshi Nakamoto."

Satoshi Nakamoto himself is a pseudonym, and it is only natural to use it as a pseudonym again in the game.

Several players nearby also came over at this time, shook hands with the two, and introduced themselves.

"Zhang Quan."

"Jack."

"Yuval."

These are some of the most common pseudonyms.

Looking around, they were surrounded by densely packed biological cabins, there seemed to be tens of thousands of them.

"There is someone here." The man named Jack came over to take a look, frowned, and said.

At this time, everyone also discovered the "cargo" in these biological cabins.

In every biological cabin, there is a sleeping human being!

These human beings were both male and female, old and young, and they all had indifferent expressions on their faces. They had been sleeping for who knows how long.

"What is this? An alien space immigration spacecraft? Are we in a spaceship now?" Jack frowned and said.

The man named Zhang Quan stepped forward, carefully inspected the biological cabins and the sleeping people, and said:

"This is indeed a dormant cabin made with deep space dormancy technology. The nutrient solution and temperature environment inside are enough to put these people's body activities into a state of dormant suspended animation. In theory, it can be preserved for hundreds of years... Governments of various countries have actually been studying it. This technology, it is said that the company and the company are jointly conducting research and development work in this area..."

"It's very easy to know where this place is, just ask someone." Vasily said, he found a metal plate from the ground nearby, inserted it into the gap of the dormant cabin, and started to pry it hard.

Several people stepped forward to help at the same time and worked together. There was a "bang" sound, like the cork of a bottle of sparkling wine being pulled out, and a dormant cabin in front of them was suddenly opened.

Lying inside was a slender and pretty red-haired girl.

Everyone also had their own considerations as to why they chose such a woman.

After all, compared to a strong adult man, a weak woman is easier to control.

Several people looked at each other, stepped forward and grabbed the red-haired girl's limbs, gently lifted her out and placed her on the ground.

Zhang Quan stepped forward and knelt down, gently pressing the red-haired girl's heart. After a while, he heard a gentle cough from the red-haired girl, and suddenly opened a pair of blue eyes.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then said:

"This...what place...is it a Los Angeles jail? Are you prison guards? Why are all the prison guards men? I want to see my lawyer! Don't touch me!"

Hearing what the other party said, several people couldn't help but frown and looked at each other, thinking of something.

Nakamoto looked at everyone, hesitated, and said:

"Shall I say it first?"

Several people nodded immediately, looking very humble.

Nakamoto said slowly: "It seems that before the outbreak of the Gray Tide apocalypse, deep space hibernation technology was already very popular, and was used as a method of imprisonment to replace prisons... These people we found should all be in prisons

Criminals, but they were supposed to be released after serving their sentences, but unexpectedly a gray tide broke out and they became eternal prisoners in these dormant cabins."
To be continued...