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Chapter 290 Drawing a Dragon

Chapter 290 Drawing a Dragon
After a conversation, I learned that Baiji Bear not only knew Midnight Howl, but was also a good friend of Red Driver who had known each other for a long time.

The short video account "Red Driver Loves to Play with Dogs" registered by the latter on the player forum had no traffic when it was first launched, and there were not so many magical animals in the park.

Therefore, as a druid, Baijixiong often transforms into monsters such as griffins, displaced beasts, abyss tentacle beasts, mud monsters, etc., acting as actors to generate traffic for short video accounts.

"Fuck, you're actually a big star!"

Hui Yu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was shocked and said, "Are the scenes of taming magical creatures in the short video all acted out? Dragon fruit, fanning, CPR, etc."

"I was basically just acting in the first few dozen episodes. Later, when my account was established, I stopped appearing in the show - it really hurt to be beaten all the time."

Baiji Xiong, who had turned into a fat orange cat and was sitting in the middle of the back seat, said honestly, "Well, this is also a trade secret, please don't tell anyone else."

Hui Yu ignored him, his expression dazed, and he muttered to himself: "It's all fake, it's all iced black tea dripping water, the Internet is the Internet, true and false, false and true, they are all deceiving fans"

The white girl in the back seat of the car thought the polar bear transformed into an orange cat was so adorable that she hesitated for a moment and then reached out to touch it, trying to express her friendliness.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the contact was made, the Baiji Bear's fur immediately stood up, its back bent like a bow, the whole cat retreated backwards, and kept panting.

The sudden outburst of Hakimi scared the white girl and himself.

"Sorry, I don't like female creatures touching me."

After a while, Baiji Xiong also reacted, slowly stopped being angry, and explained with lingering fear: "It's not gender discrimination.

A while ago, the Red Driver was away on a long trip, so he asked me to manage the Magical Creatures Park. I drank a little and accidentally fell into the female manticore park. In order to avoid being bitten to death, I had to transform into a male lion. It happened to be the lion's estrus period."

Well.
Li Sheng looked at the polar bear through the rearview mirror with sympathy. The mating time of lions is only short, 20 to 40 seconds, but the number of times is very large, up to more than times a day at most.

As a magical creature, the manticore is probably stronger. Considering that there is definitely more than one manticore in the park, it is no wonder that the polar bear has such a PTSD-like stress expression.

Zila Zila——

As we were chatting, a loud noise suddenly came from the car stereo.

"Request. Help."

Li Sheng frowned, reached out to turn the knob, adjusted the channel, and the radio sound gradually became clearer.

"This is Fu Ding Hualong from the Shucheng Mobile Task Force of the Special Affairs Bureau. We are being besieged by species native to another world. We request support from all parties."

A talisman and a dragon?

Li Sheng recalled that there was indeed such a person in the database, and there were a lot of explosions and fighting sounds in the background, which did not seem to be fake.

He turned around and asked Bai Ji Xiong for his opinion, "Well, do you want to go and take a look?"

"I can do it."

The newly rescued Baijixiong had no opinion. From the descriptions of Midnight Howl and Red Driver, he could probably guess that Ant was a super tough guy who could get A+ or even S grade in every mission.

Even though the Ant is only Lv16 and the Polar Bear is Lv17, if the two fight, it is better for the Polar Bear to transform into a Displacer Beast and escape, as it has a higher chance of survival.

"Then go and have a look."

Li Sheng turned on the armored vehicle's radar function, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the source of the broadcast signal.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but this direction is exactly the direction the human head balloon originally floated.

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"Hold on!" In the dilapidated building, a dozen players were trying their best to hold on and fight off wave after wave of mutated monsters from another world.

Human-headed balloons, deformed worms, fused monsters with hundreds of hands and feet, and crows with tumors on their heads.
From a human perspective, these monsters are uglier and more distorted than each other, like crude pictures mass-produced by simple AI, giving people a sickening feeling.

"Tiger."

The black-haired young man named Fu Ding Hua Long was holding an ordinary brush and quickly drawing a picture of a tiger descending from the mountain on the wall with mottled wallpaper.

Although only a few strokes were used, the ferocious and domineering appearance of the king of the mountains was accurately portrayed.

tread!
The tiger in the painting started to move, leaping forward along the wall until it jumped out of the wall and turned into an eight-meter-long ink entity. It rushed into the monster group like a tank, and quickly slaughtered the mutant monsters by flying, slapping, flicking its tail, and locking its throat.

One for fifty, until they were outnumbered and were reduced to a speck of ink.

"lion."

With sweat on his forehead, Fu Ding Hualong painted on the wall again, drawing more than ten lions, helping the players clear an area.

Before he could catch his breath, a player on the other side of the defense circle, who was firing a portable machine gun at the monsters, shouted, "Talisman Hualong! Where's the ammunition?"

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"Here it comes! I'm drawing!"

Fu Ding Hualong shook his paralyzed wrist, and his hand, like a shadow, drew a pattern of an ammunition box and hundreds of rounds of ammunition on the ground. He grabbed the ink-stained ammunition box out of the ground and threw it to his companion.

The brush in his hand is similar to the props in "The Magic Brush of Ma Liang", which can turn images into reality.

However, every time you draw, ink is consumed, and it cannot be replenished during tasks.

"We have to move."

A calm voice sounded at the side. Zhao Zijing, who had a dual background in the Special Affairs Bureau and the GOC, used telekinesis to drive the metal short arrows to slaughter the monsters that rushed through the machine gun fire net.

He said calmly, "If we hold on any longer, everyone will die."

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Fu Ding Hualong did not argue. His eyes swept across the fifty or so ordinary people shivering in the middle of the defense circle.

The player's backpack cannot hold living creatures, and they don't carry large-capacity space items such as the [Humanity Bag].

This means that there is a high probability that there will be casualties in the process of charging out of the monster group.

Just as he was struggling, an explosion suddenly sounded outside the building.

A six-meter-tall Cyclops holding a giant bone axe suddenly had its chest exploded, and a petite figure covered in blood rushed out.
With a bunch of organ fragments hanging from his body, he jumped into the monster group like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, hammering each one in his hand, while shouting in an incomprehensible way: "80! 40!"

The monster occasionally fought back, but when it hit the figure, it could only make a clanging sound.

Such a wild fighting style dumbfounded the players in the defense circle. The machine gunner had a hesitant expression, his finger faintly on the trigger.

"Don't do it."

Zhao Zijing took a deep breath and said helplessly, "It's friendly forces."

The person who came was Huiyu. She cleared an area, and Li Sheng drove the armored vehicle along the road covered with blood and corpses, and drove into the building in a swagger.

(End of this chapter)

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