"Fuck, so many newbies, is the Red trying to kill us all?" The one who cursed was a muscular man with brown hair, carrying a gravity gun.
The people swept through the room and then turned their attention to the Warhammer team; there was no time for communication. The cube played a lyrical version of the International Song, then began to rotate and float up.
Newbies were startled and immediately fixated on it. At that moment, there were all kinds of expressions--some were frightened, some looked around in panic, and a few even ran out of the living room to check other rooms.
In fact, from the moment they entered the Trojan Room, the struggle for survival had already begun. Besides staying calm and observant, they needed to be clear about what to do. With such an obvious target as the cube, naturally, they needed to watch it closely. Those who heard the International Song and didn't make it back in time had already lost a lot of advantages and were one step closer to death.
