136: Chapter 136 Warm-up for the Carnival

Inside an air-raid shelter near C City's Third Hope Middle School.

Generally speaking, after a Monster alert sounds, one needs to stay in the air-raid shelter for at least three hours before receiving notification that the alert has been lifted.

However, the most critical part was that several hours ago, the mobile phones of everyone hiding here suddenly lost access to the external network.

This quickly exhausted the patience of the students hiding here.

"Hey, teacher, can't we go out yet?" one student broke the silence first, their tone full of impatience.

"Wait a little longer, the designated time hasn't arrived yet." The teacher in charge pushed up their glasses, their gaze sweeping over the restless students.

"What's the point of waiting? Maybe the Monster was taken care of a long time ago, and they just forgot to notify us!" another student complained.

The teacher's face darkened, and their voice rose an octave:

"Rules are rules. Communication is currently cut off, and no one knows what the situation is outside. The more critical the situation, the more we must follow instructions!"

His reprimand caused the scene to fall silent for a moment.

As a school that took in certain special students, the teachers at Third Hope Middle School held considerable authority.

These students either had psychological issues or were among the lowest performers in the entire city.

Third Hope Middle School could be said to have given them one last chance at rehabilitation.

Rather than a school, it was more like their last line of defense for retaining their citizenship.

Once kicked out from here, what awaited them would be the stripping of their citizenship and a fall into the darkest abyss of Dazhou Nation society.

Unlike the students around them whose patience was wearing thin, in a dim corner of the air-raid shelter, one student was browsing a pre-cached short movie.

Just as he reached an exciting part, the screen suddenly distorted violently, and amidst the glaring static, a half-bald, oily head abruptly occupied the entire screen.

"What the!" The student's exclamation tore through the silence.

In an instant, exclamations erupted one after another throughout the air-raid shelter.

Over twenty pairs of eyes staring at their phones widened simultaneously.

The screens of everyone currently using electronic devices synchronized to the same image.

No matter how frantically they pressed the power button, that middle-aged man's face remained welded onto the screen.

"Looking closely, this guy looks familiar. Isn't he the one who's always on TV?"

"Now that you mention it... it seems like he's a high-ranking official from the Hero Association." Someone realized.

At the mention of the Hero Association, those present who hadn't been looking at their phones also became interested and turned on their screens.

The moment they turned on their phones, the images on their screens also synchronized instantly.

Immediately after, the news that made everyone present feel a chill throughout their bodies was transmitted through the screens.

"Here, I'd like to congratulate you all in advance for becoming participants in this Continental Carnival."

The entire air-raid shelter suddenly became restless.

"You've got to be kidding! With millions of cities across the country, how could it be our turn?"

"The Continental Carnival hasn't started yet; we can still make it out if we run now!"

"I want to go home! Mom!"

With the news announced by the middle-aged man, not just this air-raid shelter, but the entire city fell into chaos.

In daily life, those who clamored to see bloodshed were merely wanting to steal cheap thrills and pleasure from the despair and pain of others while behind a screen.

They enjoyed the sensory impact brought by virtual violence but never thought that the bloody script would fall upon themselves.

They knew clearly that once their city became the venue for the Continental Carnival.

They would be the entertainment sacrifices that other bloodthirsty viewers would clamor to see blood flow like a river.

The middle-aged man was clearly indifferent to the chaos in C City at this moment and continued:

"The entire C City is now under a barrier blockade; no one should harbor any delusions of escaping before the Continental Carnival ends."

"This year's Continental Carnival has many differences from the past; detailed rules will be sent to everyone's receiving devices shortly.

Those without electronic devices can also see the rules playing on a loop on any large advertising screen."

"Next, let me explain the matters that need attention right now. The originally planned Continental Carnival was to be held in two days, and as for why it has been moved up by two days...

It is because what is starting now is the warm-up activity before the official event begins: Monster Hunting."

"Right now, a powerful Monster has appeared in C City, and your communication network with the G District Hero Association has been restored.

Anyone who can provide the Hero Association with information on the Monster's location will receive 10 activity points after the information is confirmed to be accurate."

"And those who can capture or kill the Monster will receive 10,000 activity points.

These points can be exchanged during the event for various military supplies, machine guns, tanks, cannons, aircraft, everything is available, or even summoning a hero to assist in battle."

"If you exchange them for cash rewards, 1 activity point is worth approximately 100k; of course, if you want to exchange for money, the prerequisite is to survive."

"For the rest, please refer to the rules yourselves; I wish you all good luck."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, bowed forward, and then the screen flashed and turned off.

Far away at the G District Hero Association base, he waved his hand at the staff member beside him.

The staff member understood and immediately operated the equipment to switch the screen.

The screens of all electronic devices in C City instantly froze on a student ID photo.

The person in the photo was a young man with black hair, and beneath his delicate face, it was marked in bloody characters:

[Monster: Chen Moxuan]

[Identity: Third Hope Middle School Student]

The entire air-raid shelter fell into a deathly silence for three seconds, followed by an explosion of screams like a roaring tsunami.