Ye Han still ignored the system's prompt.

There are only two options, without any reference conditions, which makes people confused?

From childhood to adulthood, he has never been confused by so many exams, and he didn't know how many tests he had. He would never be left empty, including multiple-choice questions!

A fiber arena wants him to change his outlook on life, world view and values?

It does not exist.

Anyway, this is a fiber arena, not a mentally retarded computer game.

If you don’t choose a computer game, the dialog box will be there all the time. Often the game cannot continue, and the fiber arena will not.

As long as you don’t have obsessive-compulsive disorder and don’t look at the tablet interface, you should do whatever you want.

Therefore, the system insists on reporting an error, and he persists in chatting with Ninety-one.

As normal people know, Ye Han is not good at chatting... Looking at his first half of his life, he has been chatting more than he has ever eaten.

Then why do you have to chat awkwardly?

Because the existence of Ninety-one disrupted his original plan.

The original plan was to use a slit ruler to mass-produce dispersed graphene sheets. The graphene sheets are attracted by the magnetic field of the circuit in the prison room and will naturally adsorb, accumulate static electricity and heat, causing large-scale short circuits.

It's like when the chasing car is stopped at the trial.

By then, he can make a fuss in the chaos.

However, these monitors are all equipped with brains and are living humans...

If graphite bombs are used, while destroying the circuit, they will most likely lose their supply and die.

Although Ye Han's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, he is not as good as anti-social, and is still 0.05 away.

Since you know, it is impossible to ignore it.

The original plan didn't work, but the new plan fell on Ninety-one.

"Ninety-one, do you... recognize other people, uh, monitor?"

Although these monitors do not look like humans at all, since they all have brains, they are considered machines... humans, right?

I think there will be communication and communication in daily life, and there will be close relatives and distant relationships...

A ninety-one can help him cover up the abnormal movements. If there are more ninety-ones, then jailbreaking will not be a problem.

He had a good idea, but unfortunately he forgot his emotional intelligence.

Just when the 91st was not clamped clearly and the progress was slow, suddenly, the tablet interface that insisted on reporting the error turned red, accompanied by a big bloody prompt.

【Confirm that the player gave up choosing the camp!】

【Confirm that the player gave up choosing the camp!】

[Give up choosing a camp and you will receive a higher level settlement reward, but please pay attention to the players. Without a camp, it will also lead to a surge in the difficulty of the task...]

【Amitabha, please ask for more blessings~】

It was really unexpected!

If there is such a rule, should we say it in advance? What does it mean to put it behind? Ye Han couldn't help but complain.

The pitiful emotional intelligence of 40-1 made him unaware that this was purely a certain existence because he kept ignoring the reminder and revenge on eating Guoguo...

"Tao tread..." The warning just disappeared, and there were chaotic footsteps at the end of the corridor, approaching quickly.

Without waiting for Ye Han to take action...

He couldn't do anything either.

The guards here are neat weapons and tight armor. So many players have made no noises just now. Ye Han doesn't feel that he is unprepared, and he is better than everyone else.

No response is the best response at this time.

After all, those who reacted were tied up like pigs.

In a blink of an eye, footsteps came to the door, "Brush! Click!" The door was swept open, and a team of guards walked in.

"Is this guy who won the draw today?"

"The name is Ye Han, 179, 72, and 198, and 198, and 1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-1980-

Among the guards, there were two people in their clothes and auras that were completely different from ordinary soldiers.

Others are all white armor, their armor is inlaid with green edges; others are all round, their extra brim has an extra hat; others are stupid, big, heavy, and their very slim.

Looking down at the information, one of them frowned: "How could he draw such a guy? There is no suspense..."

Another person glanced carefully at the room, sniffed, smelled a special smell, raised his eyebrows: "Dogs that can bite people don't bark. This may really bring surprises!"

“The Sky Council will not make any mistakes.”

"Long live the Sky Council!"

Hearing the latter sentence, a group of soldiers stood up and saluted, shouting slogans, and the glass house was buzzing.

Ye Han was sleeping and didn't dare to say or ask. He suddenly felt cold and the quilt was lifted up, and he was lifted up.

The wet mattress was exposed instantly.

The person who spoke first finally understood what the latter person meant: "It's really a bit of a trick. Then, just him, take it away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two needles were inserted into Ye Han's neck.

Without having time to react, Ye Han felt dizzy, his consciousness began to sink, and the world quickly darkened.

Before he fell to the ground freely and the world was completely dark, he vaguely heard: "The dropper was destroyed and it was not discovered. The surveillance of this room was also a waste, so take it away together!"

"yes!"

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He was dragged by two people on his shoulders, and Ye Han seemed to have no thread, and his feet slid out of the cell without sticking.

Corridors, stairs, turns...

He walked outward through the rows of glass houses, attracting all the fishing and paddling up and down, left and right, so he still maintained a clear gaze.

Ye Han? What's wrong with him? Why was he dragged away?

One of them comes from the heroine who has a box office of 6 billion yuan and the former heroine.

In the direction of Zhuang Wei, who was also awake, she compared sign language symbols when she could not communicate with her voice or team channel.

φ(◎ロ◎;)φ

They are teaming up, but the system doesn't care whether they are teaming up or not.

Maybe four people will be assigned to a game, maybe 31, 22, maybe 211, or even 1111. In short, there are all possibilities.

The only benefit of teaming is that when entering the field at the same time, the probability of being divided will be higher.

However, this time, luck is one thing, the main reason is that the task is relatively large and the number of participants is that it is more than 100 people in the Battlegrounds.

Zhuang Wei was lying on the bed, not daring to make big moves.

His insights were only 87, not yet to 90, but his ten-year career as a policeman gave him extraordinary intuitions to certain specific situations, such as...surveillance.

There is a surveillance in the house, don’t move so hard!

He wanted to make gestures to tell Su Xingmou this, but he didn't dare...

Su Xingmou was ignorant and fearless, and continued to gesture.

Zhuang Wei didn't dare to move, and the first-year high school student who was separated from him did not dare to move, so he made a gesture: What's going on and what happened?

(*°°*)

He saw Ye Han being dragged away from the aisle.

"Didi..." A sirens suddenly sounded in the house.

"Tread..." The neat footsteps approached quickly.

First grade high school:(￣号￣)!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Xingmou quickly returned to the bed. The quilt was covered, and he saw nothing and nothing happened.

But the sound of the monitor in her room was still echoing and did not calm down: "Someone is coming, little sister, please go back to bed quickly!"

Charming 98, so there is no need for IQ reasoning or intuition, and the alarm is licked directly.

Robots are also humans.
Chapter completed!