Chapter 229: The Ancient God's Game

"Is this the puppetry of your era?" Zhao Gongming asked calmly, "Not bad, quite delicate, and can do a lot of actions."

Tang Xuan frowned and asked, "What exactly is this thing?"

Zhao Gongming stretched out his hand to strip off the clothes of the suit puppet in the air. He stared at the puppet's belly and observed carefully: "Let me see, there seems to be a spell on it. This is transmission."

Tang Xuan did not listen to all of Zhao Gongming's words, but he already knew what Zhao Gongming wanted to say.

When Zhao Gongming was halfway through his speech, a layer of yellow halo spread out from the puppet, just covering the two of them.

Tang Xuan stretched out his hand and tried to grab Zhao Gongming's arm, but the yellow halo was as sticky as glue, and the strong resistance prevented him from getting close to Zhao Gongming.

Tang Xuan could only watch the yellow halo around him twisted into dozens of small whirlpools, and the surrounding scenes and sounds were distorted. When the wind calmed down, he found that he had come to a completely unfamiliar place.

He lowered his head and found that his body had also changed.

His body was cartoonized, with many colorful small prints on his body, and it was round like a capsule.

There were many people like him around, some of whom looked like Coke cups, some looked like balls of yarn, and some looked like balls. These people should all be here to participate in the game like him.

He heard someone crying among them.

When he followed the sound of crying to find the crying person, he found that everyone in that direction had a smile on their faces, and the crying seemed to come from under the skin.

Is the real body hidden underneath?

Tang Xuan couldn't help but reach out and touch his face. He felt warm on his fingertips and felt his face being touched.

No, this is my body.

What I saw should be an illusion.

Tang Xuan walked to a person and asked, "Hello, I am a federal agent. What is this game about and what are the rules?"

He made up the name of the federal agent just to give himself an official vest so as to get better information.

However, something unexpected happened to Tang Xuan. The person screamed, "Are you an agent?!"

In an instant, the air was quiet.

Tang Xuan felt many malicious eyes.

His brows furrowed.

Did I say something wrong?

Why do these people hate federal agents?

The power in Tang Xuan's body began to work. He heard the whispers of these people and was shocked.

"Kill this agent first."

"Otherwise none of us can survive."

"That's right, eliminate the strongest first."

"Although he is a good person, I also want to live!"

"Sorry"

Tang Xuan couldn't help but feel strongly wary.

What kind of game is this? It sounds like winning or losing the game is related to life.

Tang Xuan took a deep breath, grabbed the collar of the man in front of him, and asked loudly: "Tell me what the rules of the game are, otherwise I will be the first to eliminate you after I go in."

The man struggled and said: "The agent beat someone!"

There was a noisy discussion in the crowd.

"How can an agent hit someone?"

"They've already started killing each other before the game even started."

"Let's unite and kill him first."

"Second!"

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Tang Xuan's mood became a little irritable. These people had clearly been planning to jointly eliminate him, but now they had the nerve to condemn him for taking the first step. So he exerted a little force with his arms, grabbed the man in front of him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

He said in a deep voice: "Answer the question!"

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The man kept slapping the back of Tang Xuan's hand with his hands, but he still had a happy expression on his face, which made people feel chilled.

Tang Xuan let go and put him down.

"Ugh~"

The man knelt on the ground and retched.

Tang Xuan said unhappily: "Can you tell me now?"

"This game has no fixed rules. The rules will be notified to you before the game starts." The man retched and said, "But only one person can survive each round of the game."

Tang Xuan's face changed drastically: "How long will the game start? Can I quit?"

The man's voice gradually became lifeless: "It will start automatically when there are 100 people. There is no way to quit."

Tang Xuan was in a bad mood.

He turned around and glanced around. He roughly estimated that there were nearly 100 people around him. The game could start at any time. Only one of the last 100 people could survive.

No wonder the people around him were so hostile to him, because his existence itself threatened their lives.

Tang Xuan wanted to crack this game.

He couldn't do it himself.

But he had Zhao Gongming. If this guy was here, it would be easy to crack the game.

He shouted loudly: "Zhao Gongming!"

Everyone looked at him in fear, and no one responded.

"Zhao Gongming!"

Tang Xuan shouted again, but still got no response. He knew that Zhao Gongming was not here.

Maybe he was not transported away when the conveyor belt was first used, or maybe the two of them were transported to different games.

He believed that an ancient god who covered the entire Shaoyang galaxy with his kingdom of God could not have only one game that could accommodate 100 people.

"In 30 seconds, the game will start!"

"This game is about crossing obstacles!"

"The first 50 players who cross the line will advance to the next game!"

The rules of the game are simple and clear.

The first fifty players who pass the line in this game advance to the next round. In the end, only one person can survive, which means that this round of the game is more than one round.

Tang Xuan's eyes became solemn.

He must find a way to stop the game from continuing, but he can't directly summon the No. 1 assistant character to disrupt the game. What should he do?

The first fifty players who pass the line advance.

Tang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this time, the game started, and everyone was moved to a track built high in the sky. Snow-white clouds floated around, and in front of them was a maze-like track full of various obstacles, and the end was under a big bell high up.

Big pendulum, movable wall, roller, falling rocks.

Tang Xuan saw more than a dozen different obstacles effortlessly, and if he looked carefully, he might find dozens of different obstacles.

"Ah!"

"The game has started again!"

"I can't survive this time!"

Some people gave up on themselves, but more people were silent.

Tang Xuan felt the gazes behind him getting hotter and hotter, and he also found that several people sneaked behind him from other places.

He understood what these people wanted to do.

They must want to get rid of him at the beginning.

He noticed that there were no guardrails on both sides of this aerial track, and there were large or small holes on the track, which obviously encouraged the players to push each other.

Accompanied by a sharp whistle.

Everyone rushed forward like a wild horse.

Several people standing behind Tang Xuan bumped into Tang Xuan at the same time, but Tang Xuan ignored them and flew directly.

Everyone looked at Tang Xuan in confusion as he flew over their heads.

Tang Xuan didn't say a word.

He was born to fly, and he was sorry.