The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1826 Two Kinds of People Can Sleep in the Same Bed

Men are usually hypocritical, stubborn and boring creatures, but what Li Cang said is true, there is really no possibility of surviving the sea of ​​dogs here.

When the Moba barrier was broken, the external restrictions on the homologous channels no longer existed. The sea of ​​corpses of dogs coming in and out swept the entire floating island chain piece by piece with the most simple and crude traditional skills. The huge, innocent and amazingly defensive turtleback dragonflies were regarded as the strongest trenches by the lucky unlucky guys in the barrier. They rushed and attacked fiercely, took advantage and ran away. Although occasionally those who were unlucky would have a little friction with the four dogs, it was no longer a big deal.

They hate it!

Once caught, they become fish, and are locked up in a huge prison to squeeze out every bit of surplus value and be used for people to fight and kill for fun. This is something that even the base settlements with a little conscience would not do, even to the servants of fate and alienated blood creatures!

Especially for the orbital subordinates, when they think about facing derailment sanctions of almost the same length after being imprisoned for several months or even half a year, they feel so desperate that their heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys will vomit out. This kind of emotional value is simply difficult to describe in words, and can only be barely described by beating the other party with a big stick. Now that the fight has started, saying that they will dig three feet into the ground is an understatement. Compared with them, Li Cang's sea of ​​corpses and dogs seems so reserved, introverted, elegant and decent.

It is worth mentioning that even when facing a sea of ​​dogs and angry trapped people at the same time, there was no crushing defeat outside the barrier. This shows how many subordinates and orbital subordinates these guys have taken advantage of, and how greedy they are.

  but

It's only a matter of time.

  Li Cang's tactics of digging graves and scraping the ground, so far, except for the Zerg, there seems to be no other species that can compete with the magician. At first glance, this style of play seems to be evenly matched, but in fact it is equivalent to exchanging coins and resources for shells and sending them into someone's arms.

Nothing else, just smile.

Li Cang's mind was full of calculations: "It's obvious to the naked eye that the sales of cancer bombs will increase rapidly in the future!"

The cancerous and deformed attributes cannot be actively bestowed on others except by being forced to accept them, but the cancer bomb can. After several rounds of prayer iterations of the preservation method, the exposure time of this thing has barely increased from minutes and hours to days. If there is another round of creations similar to sealing and mill effects, the existence time can be extended again. I believe that the subordinates who are still frightened will especially favor this simple and crude gadget that can break almost any shackles, and they are happy to seek peace of mind. After all, it is easy to bury you if you meet Li Cang on the track, but it is difficult to rescue you if you meet Li Cang. This matter itself is already a wonderful luck.

  As for the side effects.

Teacher Cang, who is kind-hearted and compassionate, will naturally try his best to write it completely and faithfully in the instruction manual.

"Business, business, business. It's only business, right?" Qiao Shasha gave Li Cang an elbow without any courtesy, then turned around and said curiously, "Nephew, have you become stronger recently?"

"which aspect?"

"boom!"

Tili's strength is still quite good, and it is remarkable. If she hadn't encountered this kind of weird rules, these terrorists who fish in troubled waters outside the MOBA barrier might not have gained much from fighting Tili with real weapons. So Li Cang said seriously: "Auntie, you have to find a way to preserve these cancer bombs. If there is no jump, I will try my best to send a new batch in the cycle and take away the original ones for destruction. This incident is very common on the track line, very common. Subspace, illusion, inner world, subspace, contract rule circle, all kinds of weird things may exist. In addition to abundant martial virtues, the track line still needs a little bit of luck. Don't use cancer bombs unless it is absolutely necessary."

"I know. That's outside." "Squeeze them dry and give you a gift. Well, it may take some time, as good things take time!"

"How did you come up with such an unreasonable fighting style?"

"Little by little, it all came naturally." Li Cang scratched his head. "Actually, this is completely different from what I had imagined. Before the system was formed, I had never thought it would develop into this. You know, my dream has always been to be an elegant and respectable mage."

"Mage?"

A group of people stared at Li Cang in disbelief for a long time.

This doesn't seem right. You've been wielding a stick and complaining about everything since the day we first met you. What does this have to do with some weird wizard?

Only the young aunt was caught in a whirlpool of memories and couldn't extricate herself: "Once upon a time, my aunt's dream was just to be a simple will-o'-the-wisp girl. Who would have known that in the end, she would choose the method over being a person and doing things, and choose to ascend the throne over riding a bike and registering. What a twist of fate!"

  Everyone: ─━_─━

The two of you are really one outrageous and more Versailles than the other!

After several rounds of adjustments and Qiao Shasha's confirmation, the Three Mountains Holy Land, centered on Qiao Shasha's bedroom, finally lit up with a rich green light again, condensing into an extremely huge, glowing alien coin.

Seeing the city lord go from strike to online, the whole Tili cheered.

Qiao Shasha has become a sacred symbol in Tili. In the eyes of a large number of people in Tili, the city lord is a divinity. If this Sky Island really follows the power of faith rather than the materialistic proletarian line, Qiao Shasha cannot be said to be on par with the High Priest, but she must at least be at the level of a preliminary quasi-godhood.

Tili's movements were very slow, even slower than Li Cang Laowang Kongdao's. She moved leisurely like an immortal old man, but her huge area was full of oppression, as if it could crush all obstacles in front of her.

Of course, Tili's combat performance in the entire red-blue battle has been widely recognized. After all, the blue team has been suppressed to the point where it can only rely on summoning Li Cang to survive, and Tili played an overwhelming role in it.

Compared with the usual large bases or settlements, Tili, due to its own reasons and the legacy of the Li family, did not choose to climb the south wall of the technology tree head-on. On the contrary, it took the path of mutual complementation between the servants of destiny and the subordinates. The main body is not yet a servant of destiny, but is in harmony with the Tao. In terms of the development related to alienated blood, Tili still has innate advantages. After all, a transition channel that provides a stable source of corpse-like alienated blood biological beings is enough to support the steady improvement and normal development of an organizational structure of such a size.

(End of this chapter)