Fishing Druid in Another World

Brauer's analysis before his death was not thorough enough.

People like him basically won't make low-level mistakes unless they have too much desire.

Rob's performance was so amazing that Brauer couldn't help but want to secretly use the hallucinogenic black fog to reduce the extras.

Judy, Sam, and the two unlucky agents involved in the incident.

These extras in Brauer's eyes, as long as they exist, may be used by Rob and play their value.

Therefore, Brauer hopes that they can be wiped out reasonably.

Without wings and minions, Rob will lose multiple options and his dependence on him will increase greatly.

Brauer sat on the side of the Holy Spirit Church, and naturally imagined the most ideal situation: Rob, Olivia and the Lambda team fought to a draw, and he became the last laugh.

Unfortunately, Rob, who suffers from insufficient firepower phobia, fully demonstrated the characteristics of silver coins.

As a time traveler, he actually doesn't trust anyone.

Not to mention Brauer, he even had a hidden hand in Judy Warren's place.

However, even if he was so thick-skinned, he had to sigh at the fate at this moment.

Because his instinct told him that this was where he would die.

The boss at the end of the level had appeared. He was as tall and strong as Yao Ming, and even a rag like a sack could not hide his big breasts and buttocks.

His skin was tight, his muscles were visible, and his temperament was heroic and feminine, as if he was a female warrior who came across time and space from the wild era.

The only weird thing was his eyes. They were a pair of beast pupils like a lion or a tiger.

Against the backdrop of the dim light here, the light was bright and strange.

The witch was like a well-fed lion, and was obviously not in a hurry to hunt. She was studying a highly rotten head with a very focused expression, as if she was carefully examining a cultural plaything.

The wooden coffee table and the stone pillars made him look elegant and respectable.

In contrast, Olivia looked like she had encountered a natural enemy. She was still far away, but she looked at a loss and uneasy. It was as if she had seen an adult Tyrannosaurus.

Even if she was really exposed, she might not be as panicked as she is now.

Olivia herself found it incredible. She didn't understand why it was like this, and Robo proposed a solution at the right time: "Coercive pressure field!"

He paused and said, "Do you remember the E plan I told you about?"

Olivia was stunned at first, and then she became anxious: "No..."

Robo interrupted in a deep voice: "Show your professional level!"

Olivia's eyes were red.

The E in the E plan means END, which is the concept Robo mentioned to Olivia when he borrowed the town's kitchen to cook yesterday afternoon.

At that time, Olivia didn't take it seriously, and even laughed and scolded Robo as a bastard half-seriously.

After all, this plan means that the situation is difficult and you need to win in defeat. For this, someone needs to fight to the death and artificially create a situation where "the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman benefits".

Such a plan is almost equivalent to asking others to sacrifice and contribute, which is naturally disgusting.

But I never thought that now Robbo took the initiative to be the "snipe" and gave her the opportunity to be the "fisherman".

Olivia also knew that this was a rational choice and the right choice.

Analyzing the Boss battle in the current situation, she would be excellent if she could not become a burden, let alone help.

Only in the context of both sides being hurt, she could play a role.

But the emotional touch made it particularly difficult for her to accept such a choice.

Specifically, the identity of Brian Greene made this scene too subversive. Who would have thought that the heir to billions of inheritance, the famous playboy Brian, was so hardcore?

Rich, handsome, capable, smart, and kind... Too perfect. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he has such a bad fate and encountered such a desperate crisis.

Luo Bo himself also thinks that his fate is ironic.

But to be fair, it is reasonable.

The world is dangerous, not to mention the extraordinary.

No one can say which will come first, tomorrow or an accident.

But there is one truth that cannot be broken, that is, the more you go into the mountains, the more you will eventually get tricks.

The one in front of you is.

A fierce trick.

A thousand-year-old monster.

I already vaguely knew that there was a "big cargo", but now I think the cargo is too big to handle...

How can there be so many good ones, how can one person take all the bargains?

Of course, this is the truth, but emotionally it is still a bit... hard to accept.

A prosperous and thriving life is about to end here, which is really hard to let go.

Yes, I just feel reluctant to give up this short but magnificent life like a dream. There is nothing else, no regrets, guilt, remorse... none of these.

Even Robo himself feels strange about this kind of heart.

"It turns out that the self-destructive complex has never been far away; it turns out that the excuse of just a decent death is not just a Ye Gonghaolong. "

Like many ordinary people with salted fish lives, Robo also had negative thoughts of "tired, speed up".

This kind of spiritual fatigue is no longer effective by chicken soup and self-persuasion.

The main reason why I can't take action is the emotional bondage.

To put it more deeply, I have actually lived enough.

Although the "enough" here is actually far from it if we speak seriously.

There are actually many things that I have not experienced but are worth experiencing.

But on the other hand, how many people can experience all the wonderful things in the world?

What's more, the so-called excitement is just new clothes of different styles. Looking at their essence, they are just that. So, this is a question of quantity, not availability.

Some people are greedy. They would like to wear the same style in 256 colors to be satisfied.

Some people are relatively light-hearted. They will be satisfied after hearing two or three jokes of the same type. If they listen to more jokes, they will feel bored.

Therefore, this kind of mental fatigue has a certain relationship with despair about the future caused by insufficient abilities, poor circumstances, etc., but it is not the main cause.

Anyway, Luo Bo never admitted that he had suicidal tendencies because he knew that he would probably do nothing for the rest of his life and could only envy, envy and hate the so-called good life of those tall, handsome and rich people.

He has passed the sensitive and vulnerable adolescence, and he is not so miserable that he is burdened with all kinds of money and love debts, so that he is under too much pressure and his life feels like torture.

He just thought about it, thought it through, and then felt that life was just like that, so he pretended to be more serious and said: What is the joy of life? Why fear death?

He also refuted this line of thinking more than once, thinking that it was because he was too full, too idle, and had to face life and death, so he was probably a coward, afraid of heights when jumping off cliffs, or too cold when diving.

So he lived in this kind of dialectical thinking, day after day.

I thought I would spend the rest of my life in this state and die on the bed, but I never thought that one day I would see my heart and measure my true meaning.

"It's a little late, but it's not too late!" Luo Bo began to hold back his anger. This ultimate move can be called a soul-burning blow. The key operation can be simply summarized as self-impression.

It sounds silly, but that's actually what it is.

Isn’t the key point of idealism just in these four words?

Regarding the extraordinary, Robben has a set of self-consistent logic.

The purpose of Nightmare God Refining is to force Luo Bo to earn his own living, change his materialistic thinking, and become more adaptable to the idealistic extraordinary environment.

Robb did exactly that.

Activate the transcendent and condense the divine.

There is no doubt that this is much more efficient and profound than relying on fishing for treasures to get closer to the extraordinary.

Now, it can be said that Luo Bo is already on the path of ‘everything he wishes will come true’.

Of course, having extraordinary idealistic dreams come true does not mean fantasizing or dreaming.

The thinking here also needs to be based on reality.

In other words, idealism and materialism complement each other.

To be more specific, Robo couldn't directly rely on his imagination to curse the witch to death, but he had a way to transform himself into a supernatural blade that could hurt the demon.

There is a saying that the human body is a huge treasure house.

Another saying is that the universe of consciousness is vast and profound.

If it is normal for ordinary people, the two means speaking and listening.

But Luo Bo is an extraordinary person. He has personally experienced the enhancement of flesh and blood and the sublimation of soul, so he knows and believes these.

What is lacking is nothing more than the time for practice and the process of growth.

Now that his emotions are in place and his sensibility has exceeded the critical point, he is like a lighter with sufficient temperature, trying to ignite the cultivation materials originally used for steady improvement and explode them.

This is the essence of burning souls and burning lives, having causes and effects to rely on, rather than just thinking out of thin air.

The witch who was playing with the rotting head paused.

Although it didn't even look at Luo Bo, this place was its absolute home, and it controlled everything.

It may seem arrogant to say this, but it does have the qualities to be arrogant.

The bones and heads scattered here are proof.

"Are you so anxious to die?" the witch asked, her words were clear and her voice was very pleasant. It also contained a different kind of temptation that people could not ignore, let alone ignore.

Luo Bo smiled calmly: "No, I'm afraid that after a while, even if I have the determination to fight, I won't have the mental energy to enter a transcendent state."

Obviously, Luo Bo has noticed the erosion of the environment. Although he does not know exactly what kind of force is at work, he knows that it is indeed, the will and strength are being eroded.

The witch smiled sweetly, threw the head aside, crossed her legs, rested her right elbow on the pusher, supported her chin with her hand, and said with interest: "Why do you have to fight so hard? I don't believe that you are unique to yourself. Nothing is known.

It would be a pity that you are so special and only used to make food.

You have to know that loneliness is sometimes more lonely than hunger. "

Luo Bo followed the topic with a venomous tongue: "So the tears of loneliness always flow down the corners of the mouth in vain, right?"

The witch giggled and said, "You are really interesting. I haven't met someone like you for a long time.

Those who came before you were just Twolegs, and I didn't even bother to communicate with them. "

"If I hadn't entered a transcendental state, I'm afraid in your eyes, I would just be a two-legged beast with a good scalp."

The witch blinked and curled her lips and said, "Yeah! This statement is indeed irrefutable."

Then he said: "But I hope you understand that we don't really have to fight to the death. I think you are still very pleasing to the eye."

Luo Bo continued to follow the topic with a venomous tongue: "It's as pleasing to the eyes as a young woman encountering a beautiful fold-eared cat?"

The witch asked back: "Does it feel shameful to you to be raised by a strong man?"

"It's not particularly shameful, especially when faced with a life-and-death decision. Since ancient times, the only option is death. If I hadn't known that there was almost no possibility of life and death, I wouldn't have fought so hard."

The witch shook her head slightly: "You are too decisive, you should try to give me more trust."

"Before entering the slaughterhouse, the pigs also thought that they might just move to another room and continue to live a life of eating three meals a day and sleeping one night."

"Since you said so..." The witch's body just shook slightly, and she came in front of Robo in an instant. Her claws were like sharp blades, cutting off the ribs, inserting into Robo's chest, grabbing Robo's heart, and then said the second half of the sentence: "...If I don't fulfill my promise, wouldn't it be a betrayal?"

Robo seemed to be unaware and could still laugh out loud: "There is a saying in my hometown that whoever can't hold back will lose."

The witch held Robo's neck with one hand, lifted him up with one hand like an adult holding a child, and crushed Robo's heart with the other hand, grinning and asking: "What about now?"

Robo said calmly: "I lost, but you didn't win either."

The witch's face changed, and then she found that Robo's left hand had been attached to her lower abdomen at some point.

While the two were talking, Robo had been condensing a sword, a magical blade with his right arm as the blade.

The idea comes from Capricorn Shura in the Saint Seiya Zodiac.

Shura has a holy sword built into his right arm. Robo's sword doesn't have that much foundation, and it can't be called holy, but it's magical enough. After all, it is condensed by burning life and soul.

As soon as the sword appeared, the witch felt threatened, so she paused, and then began to PUA Robo, trying to suppress Robo's spirit with the witch's charming voice.

Unfortunately, Robo's mouth cannon is better, and he just staged a drama of "the more you argue, the clearer the truth becomes".

Seeing that Robo's magical sword is becoming more and more powerful, the witch can't hold back and launch an attack first.

Little did she know that this was also within Robo's calculations.

Although the magic sword is good, it's all nonsense if it doesn't hit.

Why did Robo resolutely launch Plan E? In addition to believing in extraordinary perception, it is also because after comprehensive analysis, he clearly realized that due to the disparity in strength between the two sides, he must sacrifice his life to have a chance to fight.

This opportunity not only relies on burning life and soul to condense a powerful attack, but also includes using oneself as bait to exchange for the opportunity to attack.

So luring the snake out of the hole is the first move.

Repairing the plank road in the open and crossing Chencang in secret is the second move.

The witch not only completed the black tiger's heart-digger, but also successfully sealed his magical sword.

It was because his right arm was broken by the witch, which was equivalent to breaking the sword, that the witch freed her hand and lifted him up.

Little did he know that at the same time as the witch broke the sword, his real killer move attacked the witch's vitals...

'Thump, thump, thump! 'The witch retreated several steps and fell to the ground.

And Rob, who lost his support, fell to the ground like a broken rag doll, and couldn't even do the instinctive protective action.

But he still tried his best and blew the whistle.

The witch covered her belly with her bloody hands and said with an ugly face: "How do you know..."

Robo grinned: "I always knew."

The tall and burly witch was just a puppet born by the mutation, and the real alien was sitting in her womb.

Robo had divinity, and from the beginning, his idea was to observe with special senses to confirm its vital points. After all, he basically only had one chance to attack.

As for the specific means of attack, it was not complicated to say, just to give his own divinity to others.

My honey is his poison, he is sure that his divinity is completely different from the witch.

At the same time, he also firmly believed that the operation of "giving warmth" is more likely to succeed.

There is no problem with his gift itself, it is absolutely a great tonic.

In this way, the witch's life instinct is to desire it, not to be on guard.

But although the thing is good, it may not be blessed.

Just like relying on tiger and wolf medicine to make oneself brave and become a god of war in bed, the result is that the wind...

Olivia ran over when she heard the whistle.

Robo's lips were blue at this time, and his face was covered with a layer of gray. He trembled and said, "Blast its head, don't get close!"

'Boom! ' Olivia fired neatly, single-headed bullet + special bullet, directly blowing up the witch's head.

This gun was originally used by Robo, and was given to Olivia when Plan E was launched.

At that time, the witch simply disdained such a small move, after all, Olivia was an ordinary person.

But now, without a head, it is like a computer without a CPU. Although the alien is a computer expert, it cannot control the body under such circumstances.

So the out-of-control body began to show nightmare-like horror, limbs deformed, just like the performance in "Parasyte", whip blade waving, breaking rocks and breaking gold.

This is not the ability of the puppet, but the power of the alien, through the abnormality of the out-of-control body.

Originally, the alien could at least play the second stage. When the witch's body was damaged, it would absorb its remaining energy and make a brilliant appearance.

But now it is not possible. He ate too much at once, and venting only released part of his power. The mysterious nature of the information type remained inside, further integrating and expanding the pollution.

This is also the reason why the alien species lost control.

Because Robo was too close to the witch, he was naturally affected by her madness and was cut into several pieces, and his whole body was not left.

Even so, he still used his last strength to warn: "Don't be careless about the witch's cockroach life, and explode it as soon as you give birth to your head."

Olivia's tears fell "click! click!", biting her lower lip to stop crying, and nodded vigorously...

This is the last scene Robo saw.

Then, he fell into darkness, his thoughts stopped, and he died.