Chapter 199 Tokyo Apocalypse Dungeon First Day (Ch 199)

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The light will turn green soon… Watanabe is about to start the car

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The green light is on.

Watanabe stepped on the accelerator and the taxi started moving.

Just then, the green light suddenly turned red again.

Watanabe subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

“Bang!”

With a loud bang, a car behind didn’t have time to brake and hit the back of Watanabe’s car.

“Bang! Bang!” A series of collision sounds were heard, and several cars behind also collided with each other because they failed to brake in time.

“Baka!”

“Asshole, how is the car in front of you driving?”

“What happened in front?”

The drivers all leaned out and some cursed.

Something is not right.

Many drivers soon discovered the abnormality.

Abnormal is right.

At this moment, all the traffic lights in Tokyo were in chaos. At some intersections where the lights were supposed to be green, they turned red. At some intersections, the lights were supposed to be red, they turned green. At some other intersections, the red and green lights flashed alternately, as if they were “dancing”. The traffic in the entire Tokyo fell into chaos.

“Sizzle…”

A sharp electric sound was heard in Watanabe’s taxi.

The next second, a man in a clown mask appeared on the car screen.

“The time for the ultimatum has come. Citizens of Tokyo, welcome to the Doomsday Dungeon!” The clown’s voice came from the speakers, “Let’s party together!”

Watanabe was completely stunned. He sat in the driver’s seat blankly, staring at the strange clown mask on the car screen in amazement, with the cold declaration of “The Joker” echoing in his ears.

“Doomsday… Doomsday copy…” Watanabe muttered to himself, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

The traffic light still hasn’t been restored.

Watanabe’s heart was like a huge rock thrown into the air, causing a huge storm. He looked around in panic and found that all the vehicles were stuck in a long queue with no end in sight.

“Beep, beep, beep!”

Car horns honked one after another, and a sense of anxiety spread in the traffic.

Many drivers opened their car doors and got out.

The intersection was in chaos, the traffic jam was like a solidified river, and the originally orderly traffic order completely collapsed.

In the middle of the intersection, two traffic policemen were bewildered by the sudden chaos. They waved their batons frantically, trying to direct traffic, but their efforts seemed pale and powerless in the face of this sudden “doomsday scene.”

Passengers on a bus were restless.

Suddenly, a young man wearing glasses and with messy hair stood up abruptly and laughed wildly: “Doomsday! Doomsday is coming! Hahahaha…”

All the passengers in the car focused their attention on the man who suddenly went crazy. Some people whispered, “Is this man crazy?” “What do you mean by doomsday?”

“It’s true, the end of the world has really come!” The man’s laughter became even crazier.

A middle-aged man in the back seat of the car looked pale and dialed the phone at home with trembling hands. “Hello, wife, listen to me, the situation is very urgent now. You must not go out. Just stay at home and don’t go anywhere…” The man’s voice was full of fear and worry.

Sitting next to me, a young woman kept making phone calls, but no one answered. She anxiously pressed the redial button again and again.

Tokyo Traffic Command Center

The telephone rang one after another, red alarm lights kept flashing on the computer screens of more than a dozen operators, and a tense atmosphere permeated the entire hall.

“Hello, this is Tokyo Traffic Control Center…” A female operator answered the phone, and an anxious woman’s voice came from the phone: “I want to catch a plane, but now all the cars are stuck at the intersection. What should I do?”

“Ma’am, please don’t be anxious. We are working hard to resolve this issue. Please wait patiently.” The operator tried to calm the other party’s emotions in a calm tone.

After hanging up the phone, it rang again.

“I want to complain. Your traffic lights are all broken! My car was rear-ended!” A man’s voice came from the other end of the phone with a hint of anger.

“Sir, please don’t get excited. We will deal with this problem as soon as possible. You can call the police first and then contact your insurance company.” The operator’s tone was still calm, and she tried her best to comfort him.

Next to her, another female operator also picked up the phone. A man’s voice on the phone was a little panicked: “All the cars are stuck at the intersection. What’s going on? A clown appeared on the screen in my car, reading the doomsday copy. What’s going on?”

“Please don’t worry, it’s just a prank.”

“When will traffic be restored?”

“We are working hard to resolve the traffic issues, please rest assured.”

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“Why are you discharging nuclear wastewater, you bastards?”

A short-haired female operator answered a call from an emotional citizen, and the other party roared angrily: “What on earth is the government doing? The whole of Tokyo is in chaos now! Stop discharging nuclear wastewater immediately…”

On the huge screen in the command hall, red marks were densely spread all over the map of Tokyo, showing the traffic conditions in the entire Tokyo. All the main roads were blocked, the traffic flow was slow, and the vehicles were lined up in long queues, like giant dragons, standing still on the city streets.

“Are there problems with the traffic lights on all the roads?” A middle-aged man in uniform frowned as he looked at the picture on the screen. He was Masao Kato, the commander of the traffic command center.

“Yes, sir, all the traffic lights are broken,” the staff reported.

“Contact the Cyber ​​Security Center and ask them what is going on?” Kato Masao’s tone became stern.

The person in charge of the Cyber ​​Security Center was standing nearby, hesitating, “The system has been infected with a virus, and now it’s completely paralyzed…”

“Bagayaloo!”

Kato Masao clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger, “Damn hacker!”

“Sir.”

A female assistant walked over quickly, holding a red mobile phone. “Minister Abe’s call.”

Kato was about to answer the phone when the clown appeared on the big screen in the command hall.

“Hahahaha… welcome to the Tokyo Doomsday Copy, let’s have fun!” The clown’s laughter echoed in the command hall.

The corner of Kato’s mouth twitched.

Damn clown!

“Sir, the minister is calling.” The assistant reminded again.

Kato took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and answered the phone.

“Moshimoshi, Minister Abe.” Kato said respectfully.

“Mr. Kato, what’s the situation now?” The voice of Minister of Transport Shinzo Abe came from the other end of the phone with a serious tone.