I Am Antivirus Software

"I walk alone in this world, loneliness spreads like weeds, time, this bitch is an inescapable curse for me, so sometimes I think, If one day I am really forced to live in another barren dimension, then I will do two things."

"First, I must take the person I hate most in my life, because There is nothing more terrifying than barrenness. Second, I want to take the woman I love the most in my life, because I finally understand the meaning of the saying that owning you is equivalent to owning the whole world."

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So time becomes redundant.

Lin Yuan, the protagonist of this world, and Claire, the suspected former antivirus hunter, are gone forever. Facts prove that they are indeed not the same as the virus.

Mu Shaoan sits alone in a lonely city.

Every seven or eight days or ten days, a wave of mechanical viruses will suddenly be killed. Yes, they are really likely to be hidden in an underground base in the vicinity, and they have been dormant. , The greater the movement of Mu Shaoan transforming this world, the more they will awaken, or the more they may produce.

Every time Mu Shaoan has to do his best to get rid of this wave of mechanical viruses, format their corpses, and pick up the essence code, so this is what he has the ability to stick to. reason.

And he has never given up on building his own city, nor has he forgotten that he wants to farm and restart the system.

It's just that the process is too slow.

Because he is the only one, he must carefully calculate the location of the fortified city wall and leave room for farming, so he is building the city wall almost at a tortoise speed.

One month,

Two months,

Three months, it took him three full months to build on Fort 01, A regular pentagonal auxiliary fort was built on the periphery. In this auxiliary fort, he finally had his first space, an area of ​​about 20 square meters. After shoveling away the yellow sand, laying slates, and continuing to strengthen, Just spread the two-meter-thick soil again, bury a few fruit trees and some vegetables, wheat seeds, watering, and fertilizing. This process, regardless of standard or non-standard, made Mu Shaoan excited and roared towards the sky.

Now he is really a living savage.

The armor shattered before, and the clothes he changed were torn to pieces in previous battles. He could only be shirtless, and his hair was almost a foot long.

He didn’t have time to think about other things either. After the battle, he started building a lot. After finishing the construction, he became a farmer. After he was a farmer, he continued to fight and train until he tired himself into a dog.

And as the green seedlings unearthed in his field, while bringing Mu Shaoan great happiness and excitement, all this seems to have really been said by Claire. Machine The number of viruses suddenly increased. There were only more than one hundred in a wave, but this day suddenly increased to nearly two hundred.

Following the buzzing of the territorial stone warning system, Mu Shaoan, who was in a deep sleep state, jumped up. The first thing he did was to pick up the territorial stone, then press the mechanism, and the huge three-layer lid immediately blocked it. Living above his field, needless to say, the first target of those mechanical viruses is here.

The three-layer lid is specially made by Mu Shaoan. The First Layer is a reinforced log, the Second Layer is a reinforced bluestone, and the Third Layer is a reinforced iron plate.

Basically, there is no need to worry that those mechanical viruses can be destroyed, of course, under the condition that he Mu Shaoan cannot be killed.

When he rushed to the fortress platform, a piece of densely packed steel spurred him to shoot over, a full fifty mechanical porcupines, this lineup was a bit scary.

Thousands of steel thorns can definitely wipe out the durability of his Immortal Shield in one wave.

But today’s Mu Shaoan is different from before. He doesn’t hold a shield at all, and he doesn’t hide behind the crevices of the city wall. He just draws out a war sword like lightning and dances in midair. Blade light, like a blade curtain that cannot be splashed with water, no steel spur can rush in.

"Boom boom!"

The huge impact sounded at the same time, it was still an eternal routine, infantry charge, artillery bombardment, infantry charge, artillery bombardment, artillery bombardment, infantry charge.

At least twenty mechanical bison fiercely hit the city wall outside the fort from all directions. This kind of heaven shaking, earth shattering collision is absolutely no less than the Heaven and Earth collision. If you see this for the first time The people at's probably got scared to numb hands and feet, but for Mu Shaoan, this is just a trivial matter.

Through the mechanical porcupine second wave steel thorn shooting gap, he suddenly took advantage of his strength to speed up and ran, and jumped more than six meters high from the gap of the six-meter-high city wall, and then was in the air like A gymnast turns 1080 degrees like a gymnast, not for good looks, but for speeding up, locking and gaining momentum!

Then his entire talent stabs like lightning, and with a single knife penetrates the back of a mechanical bison facing the position of the heart.

This is Mu Shaoan's idea of ​​dealing with these highly defensive and strong as an ox mechanical bisons. Yes, isn't my war sword slightly thin?

It doesn't matter, the acceleration of gravity is always okay.

In fact, there will be no problems. This blade is pierced, and the 75 cm long blade is completely missing. One strike certain kill.

"zhi zhi!"

Seven or eight mechanical mice suddenly jumped up. Their agility and speed make them a very cheap innate talent. If Mu Shaoan used to eat It's not a small loss.

But now it's all a routine.

He did not rush out with a knife, a little tiptoe, his figure jumped up, stepped on the wall of the fortress, and then slipped like a snake, and instantly hid in the crevice of the city wall, and the third wave The rain of steel thorns from the mechanical porcupine came just as promised.

In a blink of an eye, twenty or thirty mechanical mice jumped up on the fortress platform, half of them rushed towards Mu Shaoan, and the other frantically scratching the platform lid with their paws zhi zhi.

The nineteen mechanical bisons outside the fortress ran away again, because they collided and madly collided with this attack method, so they had to keep a distance, which is more painful.

Fortunately, Mu Shaoan has now staggered the thickness of the outer wall of the fortress to a thickness of three meters.

Yes, in order to defend the 20-square-meter field in the middle of him, he must do this, and it seems that the future needs to continue to strengthen the thickness.

The collision of those mechanical bisons is really heaven shaking, earth shattering.

But Mu Shaoan is not in a hurry at this time, and it is useless to be anxious. According to past experience, he must never leave the battle platform of the fortress, because once on the open ground, a buffalo collision or a machine The volleys of the porcupines can make you behave again.

Fortunately, among his attacking sequences of mechanical viruses, mechanical mice are the most.

It is Mu Shaoan's favorite.

Seeing more than a dozen mechanical mice besieging him, he immediately took off the heavy shield of the immortal, and ran into the past with a phantom assault. You don’t need to be polite, elegant, or skillful with these guys. Just one word, hit!

Single force subduing does not lose strength, ten meetings!

The sound of "pēng pēng pēng" is like the sound of a warm drum beat. Mu Shaoan's footsteps are staggered and his body shakes, like the most ethereal dancer on the stage, who can often be extremely dangerous The edge of the sharp claw flashed past during the chase and interception.

This kind of agility is perfectly combined with roughness, because each of his shield hits are formidable power and extremely fast, just like hitting five uppercuts in one breath. Wherever he went, he turned his back.

No mechanical mouse can withstand his five consecutive shield blows, and it's oh la la in an instant.

When the nineteen bisons outside stalked their necks again and slammed into them frantically, the mechanical mice that jumped up on the entire fortress platform had been emptied by Mu Shaoan at the fastest speed, not necessarily all of them were killed. To die, at least more than half of them were hit by a shield and directly shot and flew out.

In other words, his current shield blow is really a kind of bought to the point of perfection like a fly swatter.

This is the simplest. Almost every C-Rank antivirus hunter must have combat skills when going out. It really shines in Mu Shaoan's hands.

"Boom boom!"

Another wave of impact.

The error was no more than three seconds, and he hung the Immortal's heavy shield on his back. Mu Shaoan used his knife to start again and jumped up, turning 1080 degrees in the air, still the exact same routine. The bison then hurried back to the fortress platform under the rain of the steel thorns of the mechanical porcupine.

Every minute is not bad, dozens of mechanical mice quickly climbed up.

Nothing to say, on the shield.

It's like cleaning the dust cobweb in the house routinely, there are no ups and downs, and there are no big surprises.

Mu Shaoan's heart is as indifferent as granite.

After repeated waves, the mechanical virus decreased one by one. After the twentieth mechanical bison was killed, most of the mechanical mice were basically photographed by Mu Shaoan’s shield. The rustling sound is gone, and the remaining fifty mechanical porcupines are basically not a threat.

Often in this situation, they either choose to escape or continue to attack.

I can’t say whether it’s really stupid or fake, but Mu Shaoan’s performance is definitely the most stupid. Because he likes dancing lightly and gracefully on the battlefield against the dense steel thorns they shoot out. It's true.

Because at this time, he regards this as the best time for him to train light and heavy knives.

Speaking of which, in this barren world, it is so happy to be able to find such a tacit partner for training.

So just like this, in the dense rain of steel thorns like migratory locusts, Mu Shaoan was shirtless without armor, just holding a knife with both hands, eyes closed slightly, with a leisurely look, and a long knife with him. With his changing shape and pleasant appearance, people who don't know would think he was listening to Richard Clayderman's autumn whispers.

In fact, it’s almost the same. When a person regards killing and fighting no longer as a kind of pain and resistance to terror, then everything will change, and the battle will become a kind of Art.

Such training often lasts for a full hour, until the mechanical porcupines can no longer shoot a steel spur.

Mu Shaoan was unscathed, just standing there quietly, watching the mechanical porcupines fled without chasing after them. All around him, it was a densely packed steel thorn jungle, just like It is a mountain of weeds, lush and green.

From a distance, this is a landscape painting without color.