Chapter 1915: U-Transcendence Event (VI).

In the brightly lit hall, a row of empty seats glowed coldly under the overhead spotlights. With a swish, a beam of light shone at the front of the hall, and a figure wearing a purple tights and a green vest appeared in the light.

He picked up the microphone, cleared his throat, and shouted to the seats full of phantoms: "Hello everyone, welcome to the Doujie-New Earth! I am Owen, the host of the spectator mode. You can also call me Molecule Man, and some of you are old friends with me."

"But this is not the point today. The point is that we will welcome another team of fearless duelists to challenge our first game!!!"

Accompanied by his shouting, a huge light curtain popped up in front of the seat. The moment the picture on the light curtain appeared, a golden light flashed in Owen's eyes, and then a disappointed expression appeared.

He lowered his arm and put down the microphone and said, "The heavyweight players are here, but it's a pity that the game started too soon and there are no spectators at all."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers with interest, and all the lights went out, leaving only the huge light curtain. Owen threw away the microphone, sat cross-legged on the spot, and watched the scene appearing in the light curtain with great interest.

As Owen watched, the scene on the screen gradually appeared. It was a very ordinary wooden house. At this time, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a female figure walked in. Seeing the three people already in the room, she screamed as if she was startled.

The girl who just pushed the door and walked in silently looked at the three people in the room. It seemed that they were the teammates she matched this time.

The man on the far left was wearing a suit that didn't fit well, but his shirt was wrinkled. He had a messy green hair that looked like it hadn't been carefully groomed. He wore a dirty clown mask on his face. The eyes projected from the dark hole were very dim and unclear.

He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, one leg bent, the sole of his foot on the wall behind him, and his hands folded on his arms, looking a little stiff, and the gaps between his arms made several wrinkles on his already uneven suit.

The man in the middle was wearing a white coat and glasses, and looked very elegant, like a highly skilled doctor you would see in a good hospital's clinic. He tilted his head and kept looking at the weird man in a suit next to him, with a strange fanaticism in his eyes.

When the girl saw the last woman, it was like she saw a life-saving straw. She shouted: "Captain Marvel! My God, I'm glad you're here!"

The blonde woman called Captain Marvel looked at the girl in front of her with some doubts. She said: "Who are you? Do you know me?"

"I'm Katie. We've met before. Don't you remember? Oh, wait, you're not the Captain Marvel of our universe!"

The girl seemed to have just reacted and covered her mouth embarrassedly. Captain Marvel was a little dissatisfied that she had revealed her identity as soon as she came. After all, even the dumbest people can think that in the presence of isotopes and bystanders, it is definitely better to reveal the identity as late as possible.

So when Captain Marvel Carol came here, she deliberately didn't wear a uniform, and tied her blonde hair behind her head and changed her eyebrow shape with an eyebrow pencil.

Carol's appearance is not very distinctive. She is a more popular beauty. After a slight change of makeup, even her teammates said that she looked very strange. Although the disguise can only last for a while, it is a good trick to deceive one person.

Unexpectedly, the little girl in front of her had dealt with her in another universe, and recognized her at the first sight. She could only sigh, stroked her hair and said, "Come in, the game is about to start."

Katie stuck out her tongue, did not turn around, but just put her hands behind her back to close the door. The green-haired weirdo and the doctor looked up at her at the same time. She immediately felt her hair stand on end, as if even her soul was seen through.

"We should have a few minutes. In order to avoid not knowing how to address each other during the game later, let me introduce myself first. My name is Carol, and you can also call me Captain Marvel."

Carol kept a watchful eye. Anyway, her current identity has been exposed, so it is better to directly bind Carol and the name of Captain Marvel, but she knows that Captain Marvel is not necessarily Carol. This is a small word game.

"Schiller, I don't have any title, you can also call me doctor." Schiller smiled and said.

"Are you a doctor?" Carol frowned and asked.

"Yes, surgeon." Schiller nodded and said.

"Why are you staring at him? Do you know him?" Carol's eyes kept moving between Schiller and the other man.

"No, this is the first time we met, but I just thought he was familiar." Schiller looked back at the man leaning against the wall.

Could Schiller still not recognize him? This was the Joker from a certain universe, but the Joker alone was not enough to make him pay so much attention, mainly because he was too familiar with the Joker's appearance.

If he remembered correctly, in his original universe, the Joker actor in this movie was named Heath Ledger.

"That's Phantom Cat Katie. Um... I'm nothing special. I'm still in school." The girl smiled shyly.

The eyes of the remaining three people fell on the silent green-haired man.

The other party seemed a little uncomfortable with so many people looking at him. He could clearly hear the sound of his nose breathing. He staggered when he pulled his foot back from the wall.

One foot supported, but the other foot seemed to be at a loss. Fortunately, he waved his arm in time to stabilize his center of gravity. After standing up, he shook stiffly in place, and there was another obvious breathing sound.

"Clown, call me Clown."

Katie smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Clown, are you okay? Do you want me to help you?"

The clown said nothing, and walked to the table with a hunched back. His hands finally dropped, but it always seemed that something was hanging on his shoulders, with a mediocre gloom.

"What's your profession?" Carol asked. "Well, I don't want to brag, but you can think of my profession as the sheriff of the universe, even though I'm always busy with trivial matters."

"I'm a..."

When the clown spoke, both women felt something strange. He seemed to be either inhaling or exhaling, and the sound seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"I'm a weirdo." The Joker suddenly laughed twice and said, "My profession is to be a weirdo, but the weirdest thing I just did was to rob a bank."

Carol immediately opened her eyes wide, with a hint of disgust in her eyes, and said, "Are you a super criminal? No, no, you don't look like a person with superpowers. Which prison did you escape from?"

Katie seemed to be very anxious about the tense atmosphere that was about to happen. She rubbed her hands and stamped her feet and said, "Let's talk about the game first. Now everyone is a player, isn't it? Maybe we have to cooperate. The previous profession is not that important. My teacher said that you should not characterize a person by normality."

"Your teacher is right, Miss." Xi Schiller smiled and nodded, saying, "Humans are creatures that often change. At the critical moment of life and death, even criminals will do their part. We should also focus on the present."

"All... all..." The clown shook his head and said, suddenly, he turned his head and stared at Schiller, twisted his jaw outward, almost vertically with his neck, looked at Schiller sideways and said, "Let's make a deal. I'll take off the mask and you take off the human skin."

"Mr. Clown, this is not the time to joke."

"I'm afraid I'm more serious than you think." The clown suddenly stepped forward, and suddenly a pair of rough hands directly pinched Schiller's neck, and pressed his thumb in the middle of the connection between the jaw and the neck, leaving a blood mark almost instantly.

"Or I'll cut it open myself, all...all cut open..."

Schiller stared at him with cold eyes, one hand on his wrist, but the clown suddenly said: "No, doctor, you can't use force, let alone grab me and throw me out, you know why you can't."

"Oh my God, what are you doing?! You..."

Carol suddenly felt like a chicken with its neck strangled, and the last syllable almost turned into a scream, because she saw the man who called himself the clown slowly took off his mask, behind which was a pale face corroded by chemicals and a bright red smile.

Katie was also startled, and instinctively took two steps back. She wanted to stop him, but she didn't dare to move.

Just as the stalemate was about to break, a reminder sounded: "The rules of the game will be read out below. Please listen carefully, duelists."

The clown let go of Schiller, but suddenly lowered his head and began to search desperately in his pockets. He pinched the corners of his suit with both hands, and then slapped the front and back pockets of his suit pants with his open hands. Suddenly, he shouted angrily: "Where is my pistol?! Where did you put my pistol? ! ! Where are my gun and my money?!"

Schiller covered his neck with one hand and watched all this coldly. Carol really stepped forward and shouted: "Be quiet! Otherwise, we won't be able to hear the rules clearly!"

"Give me back my weapon! Damn it!" The clown was still shouting. He opened his arms like a madman, and tilted his head to an angle that was about to break: "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

"This game The game does not allow the use of any offensive props or abilities. All props and abilities related to this have been removed, and the game will automatically resume when it ends. "

When the first syllable of the prompt sounded, the clown became extremely quiet. When the prompt sound finished, the clown lowered his arms, staggered to the table, lifted the hem of his suit with one hand, pressed the other hand on the table, and said with a smack in his mouth:

"Look, these people are bullies. If you don't act tough, they will dare to embezzle anything from you. That's the money I worked so hard to rob."

Carol was even more disgusted. She took a step to the side and wanted to stand in the same direction as Katie, but after Katie hesitated, she leaned to her right, raised her face to Schiller, pointed at the clown and said, "Doctor, is he a little crazy?"

"Don't say bad things about me behind my back." The clown bent one knee, with the tip of his shoe touching the outside of the other foot, his elbow on the table, his body weight all over this side, and pointed a finger straight at Katie and said, "Girl, if you dare to say anything else, I will tear your mouth apart."

Katie immediately showed an unbelievable expression. Carol was about to roar, but the clown suddenly put the hand that was supporting the table behind his ear again, shook his head flexibly and said, "What are the rules of the game? Huh?"

"Okay, everyone, now is not the time to quarrel." Schiller said gently, "Let's listen to the rules first."

With a "click", a hole opened in the ceiling, and a brazier full of charcoal slowly descended and landed in front of several people in the center of the round table.

The chain was not removed, but just hung loosely above the brazier. There was no open fire in the brazier, only charcoal that was slightly red with the flow of air.

"'Game - Traveler's Fire' is about to begin."

"Please hold the matches in your hands. After the game starts, face the door at 12 o'clock and throw the matches into the brazier clockwise."

"Each person can choose to throw one to three matches in each round, or choose to skip but raise the brazier by 30 centimeters. The last duelist to throw all the matches will be eliminated. The charcoal in the brazier cannot leave the brazier, and anything other than matches cannot be thrown into the brazier. Violators will be eliminated."

"The scope of this game is within a one-meter range centered on the round table. Those who leave the game venue without permission before the game is completed will be eliminated."

"Friendly reminder, the buildings and furniture in this game venue are made of wood, so use fire with caution and pay attention to safety."

With another "click", the hole where the brazier fell was closed, and the material of the secret door was also flammable wood.

Instantly, the four people in the field had different expressions. Schiller kept smiling, the clown pulled his lips inward and pursed them gently, Carol looked confused, and Katie was slightly frightened.

"Game on."

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