An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 640 This is a flavorful chapter

Be it insults or threats, it was ultimately the beautiful woman's own low murmurs.

With the void game as the backdrop, although these beings from all over the void have gathered together, it is difficult for them to communicate with each other effectively with words or thoughts. Although they have bodies to express themselves, a group of human-like mosaics can express simple meanings, but for complex ones... let's wait until everything is settled before we act!
And so it was with the woman's whisper.

No matter how angry she was at the moment, she could only wait until this huge trial was over to settle her current dissatisfaction.

As for Zhang Ke.
Although he had had similar experiences many times before, and had also picked and chosen to enrich his reserve hidden energy and lived a life of singing and dancing as a mortal, the sudden resurrection of the past still had a great impact on Zhang Ke.

Especially since the thing in front of him didn't even have a human form.

Even if it was a girl with animal ears, like the daughter of King Yu who had half Tushan fox blood, Zhang Ke would be happy to accept her because of his extensive XP hobby, but this thing in front of him.
People can't, or at least shouldn't.
"No, where do you get the confidence to call yourself grandma, and why do you dare to say that?"

He took the Qi that he had taken out and put it back in his hand. Zhang Ke showed a rare look of confusion on his face. "Because you don't brush your teeth? Or because you look like a Shar Pei dog?"

"To be honest, I always thought that we in later generations had enough fun, but I didn't expect that there were already signs of this as early as the ancient wilderness. I don't quite understand it, but I can understand the weird hobbies of you old antiques!"

Zhang Ke used the strong wind from the new head on his shoulder to resist the evil wind from the drooling dog's mouth, and spoke calmly with his original head.

"Well, well, well, you have already acquired some of Chi You's madness before you become Chi You. How far can you go if you cut yourself off from the gods of the wilderness?"

"Blood Maple Forest? If there is one less Chi You, there will be one more Shao You, who will just inherit his father's business."

The nephew laughed out of anger, and the dog-fox, whose mouth was already full of stench, could not help but utter sarcastic words.

But the next moment, without any warning, as Zhang Ke suddenly raised his hand, a purple-black lightning bolt rushed straight into its throat.

The fox mouth on its back opened its mouth in laughter, at a loss as to what it had swallowed. It only knew that the thing was like the thick phlegm of an old grandmother when she was in a good mood, long and sticky, and it went into its stomach in a flash, leaving it no time to react.

However, the next moment it could no longer laugh.

pain!
It hurts!

Sting!

It hurts suddenly!

The pain that could not be described in words burned from its throat to its stomach. The indescribable horror that even exceeded its physiological limits made it doubt its fox life.

What’s even more terrifying is that only a moment had passed since that unknown slippery thing fell into his stomach.

As it looked at it, the tip of its nose began to swell and turn purple, with pus-filled boils all over it. The itching and burning pain all over its body made it roar in unbearable pain, but when it opened its mouth, the salty and fishy smell coming from it made it unable to hold back its panic.

That was the smell of blood, the taste it liked most when its grandmother shared the leftovers after hunting.

But now the sensory experience is so bad, the burning pain fills its mouth, the shriveled fox head can clearly feel its own mouth, the tongue is gradually melting, and even under this feeling of panic, the bones and body have a sense of powerlessness.

"Get out of here, you damn thing!"

Originally, he only noticed the head drooping beside his ear out of the corner of his eye. Although he was angry at Zhang Ke's relentless words and sneak attack, he still did not forget to care about his most beloved love fox.

But who would have thought that when it asked and got no response, it subconsciously turned its head to take a look, and saw an unprecedented horrifying scene.

The mistress, who seemed pretty and even a bit like the pure and stupid men in later generations in the eyes of the nephew, was rapidly changing into a swollen and rotten monster.

However, although its size expanded, the weight it was carrying was rapidly decreasing, as if something was hollowing out its body and filling it with water, which was ridiculous.

What made the nephew feel even more terrified was that it only took a few blinks of an eye from the sneak attack to the discovery. Apart from the suffering mistress, the several lover foxes nearby who were close to the mistress all howled in fear and began to struggle frantically.

Their bodies next to Xiao San all showed varying degrees of decay, and their smooth and shiny fur became bumpy as if corroded by some strong acid.

In just a moment of thought, even the abdominal cavity of the nephew felt a faint burning pain.

The fear of unknown things and the dread of being implicated made it throw away all the love foxes crawling behind it without any reluctance, even though their flesh and blood had already been combined together, and the parts responsible for reproduction were even more blended in the flesh and blood, and they were in an excited and happy state of giving birth all the time, so that the nephew could always maintain superb performance.

But the speed of reality still made him throw away these burdens without any regrets, and in an instant he jumped thousands of miles away from his original place.

Until the emaciated and lonely nephew squatted on a hilltop and looked at the deformed hairy flesh mass in the distance in fear. The next moment:
puff!

A pair of daggers suddenly pierced out from under the bloated fur, and with a teeth-grinding cutting sound, the swollen body was dug open from the inside. The next moment, a human head with sharp teeth and beak stretched out from the ruptured abdominal cavity, at the same time, there was a scaly body connected to it below.

One, two, three, seven, eight, nine.
Nine heads in total, with different emotions, some happy, some angry, all crawled out of each swollen and ruptured abdominal cavity, looking out at the scenery outside.

At the same time, an unimaginable stench permeated the entire copy space.

Yes, even if it was a replica of the original trial space of Kyushu, the vast and boundless mountains and rivers were instantly branded with Xiangliu's body odor, and with the appearance of this wild septic tank, the concentration of the plague and stench between heaven and earth was exceeding the standard at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As Xiangliu burst out of his belly, the male nephews, who had already lost their ability to move and could only crawl on the ground relying on two pairs of deformed claws, completely died after a series of convulsions.

Follow the rules of the game:
Their true spirits broke away from the rotten meat and flew towards the sky under Xiangliu's reluctant gaze. They transformed into a Jenga shape again and watched the battle from above. However, their semi-arc-shaped posture like an arch bridge symbolized something.

However, the spectator seats in the sky had already become a mess when the male cicadas were delivered by caesarean section, and when the male cicadas completed their flight and returned to their original seats, the entire sky was in even greater chaos.

Most of the beings on the entire first layer of cloud seats left their original seats as soon as possible, huddled together far away, and made a simple stool to temporarily rest their noble bodies.

Although the situation on the three floors above and below was not as serious as the former, most of the space on the upper and lower floors corresponding to the area where the nephew was located was left empty as a sign of respect.

The audience who didn't have time to dodge, or didn't realize it, looked at their companions blankly, with clear stupidity in their eyes:

what happened?
Should we run away?

The copy rules of the game saved them!

Benefit from the particularity of the Great Road copy.

Different from the promotion routes of the natives of various civilizations in the void, which are monotonous and unified, they have been carving out their own small piece of land from beginning to end, and no matter how sudden the changes are, they always remain essentially the same.

Thanks to the channels provided by the game and its own diverse road system, when players prove their greatness through the game, the venues and participating NPCs will often undergo different changes, such as other civilizations, or a mixture of their own civilization and foreign lands. In order to prevent the use of some trump cards and special abilities of players during the dungeon from being recorded by the NPCs summoned by the game and seeking ways to restrain them, distortions in the concepts of observation barriers and cognitive impairments are added to the concept body of each dungeon spectator.

As for those NPCs who come in person and prepare to take a hand in the dungeon, they will suffer varying degrees of memory loss.

To put it simply, the game will deliberately withhold part of the signal for those injured beings participating in the dungeon while they are healing, just like scratching back and forth on a CD with your fingernails.

In this way, when you play the disc again in the future, mosaics and freezes will inevitably appear when you encounter the scratched area. In this way, you will not hurt these kind guests, nor will you cause losses to your own players.

It is worth mentioning that the game itself does not have these perfect rules. Only after a long enough period of time and the aggregation of relevant wills of a sufficient number of players, which is equivalent to the general conceptual demand of big data, can the underlying logic of the game be updated in relevant aspects.

From this perspective, players who later enjoyed the benefits of the version should be grateful to those early pioneers, and it would not be too much to kowtow to one of them!

In this way, there will be barriers to observation for the existence of different civilizations. For those who are not from Kyushu or the wilderness, this battle is no different from a popcorn blockbuster with cool sound and light in their eyes.

Although Jiuzhou's filters are not so perfect, they are still somewhat effective, so that although the sudden changes in the copy are uncomfortable for them, they are still more or less within the tolerable range.

But for those of you who came from the wild, it would not be an exaggeration to describe the scene as tears streaming down your face!

They hate that they have so few filters to protect them. They hate even more that as the ones who have experienced everything, even if it has been weakened by the long distance and filtered through the filters, they can still clearly feel everything that happened on the ground, or even more so.

After all, most of the people in the wilderness were affected by the earth-shattering and soul-stirring (physical) battle between Dayu and Xiangliu.

The blood and flesh debris flying all over the sky represent the unspeakable painful past of many beings in the wilderness.

Even though he later worried that the ground would be full of Xiangliu, and every piece of flesh and blood was looted, and every drop of blood was buried under the platform of the emperors as a seal, but that dark day, anyone who lived long enough would experience it.

When they smell this familiar scent, even though the scent itself is very faint, their own brains still remind them of the past.

White moonlight. No, it should be called black moonlight to be more appropriate.

The overlap of memory and reality causes double trauma to the mind and body.

That is to say, everyone's physique is virtual and they can't be there in person, but the real bodies in the wilderness have already vomited.

For a moment, in all directions of the wilderness, in all the beautiful scenery and sparsely populated places, there were uniform sounds of retching, mixed with low curses.

Compared to the many guests who had closed their eyes in pain in the sky, wondering what was wrong with them that made them choose to join in the fun.

On the battlefield, as the nephew who had to face everything, he couldn't help feeling scared and nauseous.

Sorry!

It’s so terrible!
No, no one would have thought that a young person could play with this damn thing so dirty!
It's not like there were people who conquered Xiangliu before, but has Gonggong ever played like you? Even King Yu was not so wild, not to mention that this matter was an unintentional mistake, so there is no need to mention it repeatedly.
Especially after seeing Xiangliu slurping the soup loudly without any feeling, with a look of enjoyment visible on his head rising and falling, and Zhang Ke turning a blind eye and even looking at him with a bit of encouragement, Xizhi finally couldn't help but break down his defense.

“￥……%#……!@!#!……&%……&”

"That's it?"

"Not even as good as the barbarians from the outside world!"

Zhang Ke commented on his nephew's broken defense with a serious look.

Well, even if he was the culprit, he couldn't guarantee that he would remain calm in the face of Xiangliu's extraordinary plan.

There's no way around it. Xiangliu's stench is not the kind of stench you can get used to. It's a nasty thing that penetrates deep into your soul and keeps jumping around in your blood and genes. It has every smell you can think of.

To put it bluntly, there are a thousand Xiangliu among a thousand people.

What is consistent is that Xiangliu's complex body odor can always accurately find the few that an individual hates the most among the vast smells and mix them together in a dark cooking way.
In this case, let alone Zhang Ke, anyone who comes here will have to vomit!
But the child always followed his orders to make such a big scene. Even though this Xiangliu was not the same Xiangliu, he still created an exaggerated scene that poisoned the entire copy with his extraordinary performance.

Once upon a time, Zhang Ke wanted to earn some extra money by deducting some plots from the dungeon, but now...
As long as the children are happy, there is no need to worry too much about extra money.
Of course, based on the facts, the result is definitely good. After all, the opening layout exceeded Zhang Ke’s expectations.

Let me ask you, apart from the few beings that Warhammer is already accustomed to, who among the guests from the Wilderness, Kyushu, or the Outland can tolerate the scene of fighting in a cesspool?
Zhang Ke couldn't stand it, but he had gotten used to it many times, so he didn't feel any physical discomfort, and he could even take advantage of the home advantage. But others would suffer.

After all, in Jiuzhou, a country known for its etiquette and culture, where the years of tradition have almost engraved elegance into its bones, his set of skills is absolutely groundbreaking!

Of course, even if they can hold on and get through this level, he still has a backup plan. Since we are outnumbered and at a disadvantage, we will naturally use every possible means.

The main feature is a variety of routines with no bottom line.

Anyway, you guys ganged up on the kid and didn't even have any shame, so wouldn't it be a little more excessive?

And when the dull purple-green poisonous soil was spreading around with toxins visible to the naked eye, the solid earth gradually softened and turned into mud and swamps; the surging sea water turned into inky black dirt and shone brightly in the sun, Zhang Ke moved!

In an area that was difficult to observe with the naked eye, the sky-supporting shadow that had expanded to a certain extreme suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a foul-smelling hurricane that swept in all directions.

The sound of the wind was so loud and the shadow of the axe made the nephew, who was bending over and vomiting, shudder suddenly.

Fear, trembling!
It was a painful mark engraved deep in the sacred blood of the upper and middle layers of the wilderness. It was the last remaining heat and glimmer of all holiness and ancestors:
Cherish life and stay away from Xingtian!
But such reminders do not have any effect at all.

"boom!"

An unstoppable force swept in from afar with a destructive force that was enough to destroy mountains and fill the sea. The blunt axe blade was forcibly pushed open by the nephew's tail in a flash, but the axe blade that seemed like a mountain still hit the latter heavily.

In just a moment, the shrunken body of the nephew was like a meteor, shooting straight up into the sky from the bottom.

The next moment: "Boom!"

It was like a stream of light that suddenly broke through the clouds and mist. The shimmering firelight was centered on it, and in a trance it seemed to have really formed a star flying backwards.

But the good times didn't last long.

After all, the heaven and earth were a copy made for the trial, not the real Kyushu mainland. The earth had its edges and the sky had its corners. The scene of the meteor shooting straight down did not last long before the fiery red meteorite hit the edge of the copy.

While crashing into the invisible barrier, the waves shimmer and reveal their shape.

The nephew who had turned into a meteorite also fell down again: "Boom!"

Like the guardian of the earth, a fox landing on the ground can cause thousands of waves!
The flying soil rushed straight to the sky, the broken mountains and the earth sank towards the ground amid the rumbling shock, and the nephew located in the center of the circle smashed out an abyss tunnel that was hundreds of miles long and wide. It looked bottomless. If you were not in the copy, you would really think it was going to visit the underworld!

At the same time, looking at the calm crater in front of him, and then at his silent retina, Zhang Ke grinned: "It's quite good at hiding!"

"Okay, I like guys with tough bones who can take a beating!"

(End of this chapter)