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Chapter 127 Jie Xiu, Don't Worry

"Three belts and one belt, is anyone following?"

"with!"

"Fuck, there really are."

Jiexiu stopped to resume training, and walked to the players panting: "We are preparing to ambush the enemy, can we be serious?"

"Hey, Jiexiu," the smoker held a handful of playing cards, "I know you're in a hurry, but I advise you not to. Mentality is as important as technique. Four twos, bomb!"

Jiexiu sighed lightly.

He and these members of the divine religion ambushed on the hills on both sides of the valley, and after only 15 minutes, they began to entertain themselves.

"My pig is stronger than you and will win!"

"Wrong, my pigs are more powerful!"

Several players draw a big circle on the top of the hill, let the giant pigs wrestle in it, and whose pig is pushed out of the circle will be eliminated.

Tudou girl stood at a higher place, while using the game interface to connect to external shopping websites, while watching the cyber pig fighting competition like a cricket fight.

"Look at my graceful dance—"

A male player, with a prosthetic body that emits lights of various colors on his chest, is standing and twisting like a snake creature.

Jiexiu felt that his brain was short-circuited.

He looked in the direction of the Brotherhood's residence, the sky was covered by crows, and there were very light and miserable cries of humans from time to time.

There, humans are being slaughtered.

Although for Jiexiu, a few people in the resident had blood feuds with him, most of them were not guilty of death.

The large number of deaths of the same kind made him feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes; however, to these religious members, it seemed to have nothing to do with it?

"Hahaha, it's so funny, hey, look at this."

A player shared a funny video from a forum with another player.

"I'll go," the player laughed until his stomach ached, "it's so funny."

With one ear of Jiexiu, he heard the screams of human beings; with the other ear, he heard the laughter of the religious members.

He felt as though he had been split in two by the axe.

In the game channel, someone posted an exaggerated expression of the player crying out of fright, which immediately aroused heated discussions.

The brain-controlled robot Anton, after sending the picture, took a selfie of his own brain and saved it in the experiment file.

Soon, a picture of Anton scrambling and his mechanical hands tying knots was also sent to the channel.

Yao Luo lay on the sofa with a smile on his face.

Players don't know the real identity of the sand sculpture netizens who chat with them.

Anyway, happiness is over.

……

"Cute boy, what are you doing?" Tudou girl came over.

"Oh, some work matters," the cute boy typed on the keyboard and edited the manuscript in the game, "Isn't it the weather of a typhoon? Although the content of the promotion is the same every year, we still have to write it in advance. What do you pay attention to?" Billboards, fixed flowerpots on the balcony, and not going to the seawall in windy weather are commonplace. A while ago, there was a newcomer who didn’t care about any KPIs. He needed to set standards. Was it really in an enterprise?
Originally, when the responsibilities were fulfilled, the tasks were complicated and complicated.I don't know who to serve, and I look like I have eyes above the top.After being scolded by me, I have been sluggish these days, as if I haven't woken up every day.I wondered if I was scolding too hard, and I will check it out when I get to work on Monday. "

Drip!

The cute man stopped the keyboard in his hand and answered the call on the game interface.

"Cute boy?" It was Shen Ruofeng, "Are you still in the wasteland?"

"Yes, the distortion zone," the cute man looked towards the forest in the distance, "I guess it will take a few days to go back."

Shen Ruofeng just said "Be careful" and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the data dancing in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Sister, the cute boy said he will be back in a few days." Shen Ruofeng stretched out his arm and put it on his sister's other shoulder, "Tell me the truth, do you like him or not?"

"you are annoying!"

Shen Ruoxue pushed away her elder brother's arm, walked into her bedroom angrily, closed the door, and locked it.

Shen Ruofeng crossed his arms and leaned against the door of my sister's bedroom: "My sister, cute boys have their own things to do. The Flying Potato God Sect is very famous in the entire Giant Spirit City, which is different from those ordinary gangs. My brother will share with you a little experience of falling in love—”

"Brother!" Shen Ruoxue's voice came from the bedroom, "You, an old virgin who has never been in love, are still teaching me how to fall in love? The female singer at the Beauty Bar has been talking to me longer than you, You haven't made any progress at all."

Shen Ruofeng felt that he couldn't hold back his face: "This is called companionship, do you understand? No matter what you say, companionship is the longest confession of love."

Shen Ruoxue's chuckle came from the bedroom: "She sings in the bar every night, accompanying all the guests, and you are just one of them."

"It hurts my heart, old girl, can't we talk about something good? For example, the money I saved can buy you an ordinary hacker's chair." Shen Ruofeng decided to skip this sad topic.

After a long time, a voice came from the bedroom: "I want to join the Flying Potato God Cult. I want to know what his life is like. Brother, I don't know anything about him. Brother? Are you there?"

The bedroom door opened.

Shen Ruoxue came out.

On the table in the living room, there was a note that said: Sister, I'm going outside for a walk.

"Brother idiot!" Shen Ruoxue pouted, "I won't talk to you anymore!"

……

Shen Ruofeng drove his old off-road vehicle slowly into the warehouse area.

There are always a lot of Cult members doing nothing here.

In their parlance, it's called a "life player."

They always come up with some new things, such as the "Grilled Chicken and Shrimp" restaurant that just opened on Meizi Street a few days ago.

The owner of the restaurant is very skilled. According to members of the divine religion, he is also a super chef and certified by the Veteran's Club.

In addition, all the toys in the toy store were sold out yesterday, especially all kinds of light-emitting ones.

There has never been a local gang before that can have such a terrifying influence in Giant Spirit City; but the Flying Potato Sect has done it.

Shen Ruofeng parked the car on the parking space with a huge yellow square sponge painted on it.

This sponge is like a human being, with a mouth and eyes, but no nose.

Duo duo!

He knocked on the door of Warehouse 66.

"If you are here to sign up for the divine religion, then wait a little longer," said an electronic voice from the gate, "Xiao Dai is not here, and neither are the veterans from the Veteran's Club. No one will register for you."

"You are Dr. Anton, right?" Shen Ruofeng said, "I often hear members of the divine religion mention you. I'm sorry to disturb you this time. I think you may know something."

"You want to meet me, are you sure?" The electronic voice was full of ridicule.

"I'm sure."

"Great!"

The door to Warehouse 66 opens.

Shen Ruofeng's pupils shrank instantly, and he pulled out the pistol at his waist like a conditioned reflex.

"You... what are you!"

Looking at the pistol pointed at him, the brain-controlled robot lowered its mechanical arm, and said helplessly, "I am Dr. Anton you are looking for. Are you discriminating against robots?"

It suspended the glass sphere of the brain and turned around: "Come in, what do you want to ask?"

Shen Ruofeng swallowed his saliva, his whole body tensed up.

For his sister's happiness and for more information, he stepped into this warehouse that still smelled of blood.

"Sit. The space is small, sorry," Anton took out a cup of unknown liquid with a robotic hand, "Plasma with added sugar, let's make do with it."

Shen Ruofeng asked: "Doctor, about the cute boy, I mean, [Big-eyed cute boy], how much do you know?"

The brain-machine man Anton compared the database: "Ah——I know who you are. I'll take it as a psychological counseling this time. Well, the next appointment is called Jiexiu, and he's still in the wasteland."

(End of this chapter)