The huge countdown made Gu Bin turn his head immediately and run towards the square with the monument tower. Anyway, according to his understanding, the so-called punishment must be extremely severe, and he would better not disobey it-

A huge stage has been set up in Anning Village Square at this time, as if the sacrificial rituals in ancient times, some strange totem-like decorations stood around, making people shudder.

Gu Bin himself did not need to attend the voting ceremony, which means he would not die by the vote, and of course he could not exercise his voting power.

However, according to the description of the task requirements, he should be able to vote, but if he does this, it may lead to some vicious results.

First of all, he may be suspected by everyone. A player who suddenly ran out to participate in the voting ceremony and was recognized by the system would definitely be hostile to the masses. Even with Xu Qing and Gu Yisheng as support, it is still very inappropriate to do so. God knows whether this behavior will drag them into the water. After all, three people will show similar behaviors at the same time, and may be considered three werewolfs.

Secondly, his appearance will probably cause certain adjustments to the system, and may even modify his identity, causing Gu Bin to lose his original advantage. In this way, the investigation of the plot behind it will not be possible.

So, all Gu Bin has to do now is just to wait and see what changes are happening.

I hope neither Gu Yisheng nor Xu Qing will expose himself too early, nor will he arouse the enemy's willpower too early.

Villagers from all directions approaching the square. Gu Bin saw grief and fear on the faces of some residents. It seemed that they must have encountered something bad last night.

Following the crowd, Gu Bin finally had the opportunity to take a good look at the strange monument tower.

Under the rising sun, this weird-style pure metal building is a bit like a giant sword inserted straight into the ground by God.

Suddenly and cold.

The sun was blocked by the building, and the shadows cast were connected to Gu Bin's feet. It was like walking into a dim canyon. Gu Bin buried his body in the dim shadow and mixed in the crowd and moved forward slowly.

There is a huge round table on the table, full of chairs, a total of 14 pictures.

Someone was already sitting there on several of the chairs. Gu Bin pulled his clothes hard, took out the hood from behind, and covered his head.

Fuzzing is really painful.

Gu Bin and Xu Qing had already seen the so-called blurring process in the first copy they experienced, that is, the cage attribute copy adapted from the movie "Battle Royale".

Perhaps this is a means of protection for players participating in the voting ceremony, but it has a great counterproductive effect on players like Gu Bin who are hiding in the crowd.

This made him dare not get too close. If the trick was discovered, something might happen on the spot.

The countdown is finally over. Gu Bin saw that there were people in the last few seats. It was strange that all fourteen players survived and none of them died.

After the last player sat in the chair, Gu Bin felt a huge wave sweeping from afar, quickly passing by himself, and then disappeared into the sky.

Everyone around was quiet, and the villagers who were just talking about the festival also closed their mouths.

In the silence, the Monument Tower suddenly changed wonderfully.

More than ten meters above the ground, the case of the steel building suddenly slowly unfolded. Gu Bin saw a metal platform slowly extending out, and a figure wearing a strange mask and a strange cloak stood on it. He walked slowly to the front of the platform with his hands behind his back and supported the railing with his hands.

Gu Bin's expression is very strange now. Somehow, this scene made him want to shout: "Today, [beep], it's established!".

Maybe it's just the scenes are similar?

After all, the person above had no mole on his chin, and there was no strong Hunan accent.

Gu Bin risked being a river crab and complained in his heart, raised his eyes hidden in the shadow of the wind hood, and looked at the guy carefully.

Now this scene reminded him of the weekly flag-raising ceremony when he was in school in his early years. In this kind of activity that was more than anything else, Gu Bin developed the magical ability to sleep while standing, but he was not sleepy at all now, and the performance of the villagers next to him surprised him even more.

“What are they looking forward to?”

Gu Bin was puzzled. He almost immediately discovered something wrong with these villagers. A guy next to him was trembling all over, which made Gu Bin want to move two steps to the side.

"I'll go, this person won't want to touch the car!" Gu Bin suddenly remembered a joke. There are two kinds of hands in the world that are the most tangled whether they should touch it.

One is the hand of the old man who fell to the ground, and the other is the hand of the heroine of the online novel.

To be on the safe side, Gu Bin moved slightly and moved himself a little further away from that person.

But then, he found that there was much more than that person trembling all over his body, which was simply a common phenomenon!

Gu Bin was a little shuddered by being surrounded by such a group of excited and cramped people. The performance of these people made him wonder if he had walked into the rally scene of some weird organization.

At this moment, a unique voice suddenly rang out, with a low and hoarse voice.

"Hello, residents of Anning Village."

The man standing on the metal platform spread his hands and said in a speech-like tone that his voice spread out through some kind of expansion device, very clearly.

"For this year's festival, we welcomed 14 foreign guests, and they will witness this full moon ceremony with us. It is our honor!"

As if to cater to him, all the villagers began to applaud wildly at this moment, just like a tsunami of mountains and seas.

Gu Bin applauded silently, wanting to see what this man fell to the ground and wanted to do.

The man nodded, as if he was very satisfied with the villagers' reaction. He laid his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. After 3 seconds of the applause disappearing, he continued: "As the host of this festival, I must first inform you about something."

His tone suddenly became serious and heavy, and he said: "Just last night, werewolf disease reappeared. This time the outbreak was much worse than before. In just a few hours, we sacrificed more than a dozen brave guards."

"They may be your friends, acquaintances, and even your relatives, husbands! We are sorry, and we have to announce this news to everyone."

Some villagers had panic and sad expressions on their faces, and it seemed that the dead guards were indeed their families.

"The vaccine against the werewolf virus is still under development. In order to protect everyone's consideration, we decided!" At this point, his tone became high again, and with his words, all the villagers were excited again.

"We decided to issue more antibody drugs this time! Everyone is ready and the drug is put on!"

Gu Bin was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand how the word "administered" was associated with it.

While wondering, two pieces of metal slowly unfolded on both sides of the huge monument tower. Gu Bin saw that a large number of objects began to pour out from these two gaps, each of which was only the size of a fist. It fell down the sides of the building like a tide. After landing, it rolled in all directions.

The crowd began to be in chaos. Gu Bin barely stabilized his body, but ran forward with the people around him. If he stopped at this time, he would probably trample on his feet until he died.

"Oh My God……"

Looking at the crazy drops, the potion bottles rolling around, the villagers pushing each other, and the crazy expressions on the villagers' faces, Gu Bin's brain went blank.

He found that he seemed to overestimate the level of culturalization of the residents of this village.

The scene in front of you reminds Gu Bin of a movie called "Mad Max". In this series of movies, a very shocking scene appeared.

The separatist forces that controlled the water source distributed water to the vulnerable people, but the method was to pour a large amount of water down from a high place and let the water flow over the drought sand and dust. The people rushed to the ground, squeezed into a ball, frantically used dirty containers to fill water, or directly put their mouths into the accumulated water that became extremely turbid because of the crowd and sand. This rough water supply method seemed to be a kind of alms, but in fact it was a means of control.

God knows why this method is extremely effective.

Gu Bin looked up at the person standing on the steel platform in the chaos. The distance was too far, and Gu Bin could not tell the specific emotions on his face.

The potion bottles rolled around, and it can be seen that the number of these things is much larger than the number of residents. Logically speaking, if it is distributed evenly, it will be fine for each person to get a few bottles. But for some reason, they have to choose such a distribution method.

In the chaos, Gu Bin was pushed to the position where the potions rolled down. In order not to expose himself, he began to snatch the potions like those residents. After a few strokes, the nearest bottle had already reached his hands.

"Bloodline suppression agent: consumables, plot props, are only allowed to be used in certain specific copies. After use, some of their own bloodlines will be temporarily suppressed. Continuous use will reduce the probability of bloodline appearing."

Gu Bin, who had lost his identification skills, was startled by the information in front of him.

This thing is not a werewolf disease resistance agent at all.

"Blood suppression?" Gu Bin thought about these four words carefully and was immediately shocked.
Chapter completed!