Player Reload

"I'll lock them in."

Zhao Zijin clasped his hands together and released the [Lattice Detection] skill. I saw the three-headed, six-armed aberration monster and the light spots of Dorian Gray and others merged into one, fleeing rapidly along the floor, continuously absorbing electricity along the way.

I don’t know whether Dr. Noah set it up in advance or it was originally designed. After the power supply was stopped, all the airtight doors opened by themselves.

Zhao Zijin took the lead and floated to the front, while the other players followed behind with pained faces and nervousness.

Although there is a risk of falling into a trap when chasing monsters in unfamiliar terrain, you still have to do it——

Not to mention that "Nezha" running around may damage the power system of the tower, who knows what it wants to do by kidnapping three players.

Serving as food, devouring flesh and blood to recover from injuries? Or treat Dorian Gray and the others as a high-energy seedbed to hatch out a bunch of small aberration monsters.

When the time comes to meet, it is designated that you two will say, "Are we going to be aliens?"

Or "Congratulations, you laid an egg. One hundred kilograms and seven taels. Father and son are safe."

Li Sheng, who maintained the multi-line brain method, was thinking wildly. He caught a glimpse of clouds from the corner of his eye and paused in his steps.

Behind the clouds, there seemed to be some kind of huge shadow flashing past

"Is this a hydroponic plant room?"

The voice of Baiji Xiong came from upstairs. Following "Nezha's" escape route, everyone came to an empty and dark space.

There are a large number of glass brackets that go straight to the ceiling. On the brackets are placed fluorescent lamps, automatic water replenishing equipment, and semi-sealed sinks filled with withered vegetables and fruits.

"These vegetables are probably also products of genetic engineering."

Fu Nai Hua Long moved the sink. Even if they were withered, all the plants were much larger than normal, and their roots were more luxuriant.

Clang.

There was a sound from behind, and Talisman Painting Dragon turned his head, only to see several relatively low-level players lifting sink equipment from the shelves and loading them into their backpacks.

"Do you want this?"

Fu Dinghua's eyes twitched. It was obvious that these players had learned from the U.S. military who stole oil and wheat in Syria in the real world. They plucked the hair of geese, stole some genetically modified plant seeds, and took them back to the real world to sell them to big companies. Money turns into cash.

Several players didn't pay attention to the strange look in the Talisman Painting Dragon's eyes, and said while loading things: "No matter how small a fly's legs are, they are still meat."

"Yes, Mr. Hualong, you are a core member of the Special Affairs Bureau. If you buy prop scrolls, you can ask your superiors for reimbursement. We small fish and shrimps have to make a living on our own."

"That's right, a well-fed man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry. Back then, I killed more than 20 people in a row to practice my skills before I had the courage to steal my wallet and recharge 648 for mobile games."

Fu Ding Hua Long felt his head hurt, and said helplessly: "Mr. Ping Fei, please stop making noise."

Judging from the information provided by the bureau, Wei Fei is a high-level player with A to S-level evaluations in every mission, so he will not die in poverty.

Moreover, in what age are you still stealing traditional wallets? At the very least, steal the cryptocurrency’s electronic wallet.

Plop!

A player accidentally knocked over a tempered glass tank, and the liquid inside spilled out and spread all over the floor, emitting a sickening and unpleasant temperature.

"This is."

Li Sheng looked solemn and swept the flashlight across the yellow-brown liquid on the ground. In the middle of the liquid was a rotten, irregular flat meatloaf nearly one meter in diameter.

Information integration glasses display "artificial beef".

There are two types of artificial meat. One is made from soybean protein and supplemented with seasonings, which has a low technical content.

The other is based on tissue engineering that combines cell biology and material science, using animal muscle tissue stem cells to grow "real meat" in a petri dish.

The rotten meat patties in the sink are obviously the latter. Real-world artificial meat technology is limited by cost and is developing slowly, while Dr. Noah's technology is already quite mature.

"Prometheus and Gen-Sys would definitely be willing to pay a lot of money for this."

The hyena said excitedly. Just as he was about to remove the sink from the shelf, he saw Li Sheng put on rubber gloves for himself and picked up the piece of rotten meat pie from the ground.

"???Mr. Fox, you don't want to eat it, do you? You can't eat this thing."

Several people around were shocked. Although the behavior of the earthworm has always been unpredictable, eating such rotten meat still challenged the physiological limits of the onlookers.

"I really like the famous saying of Shimaichi Laoba in "The Lonely Gourmet". No matter whether it's fragrant or smelly, it's all meat when it comes to your mouth."

Li Sheng said casually: "Does mere rotten meat make you physically uncomfortable? Today's young people are really inferior to each other. We, the older generation of players, didn't have anything to eat when we had scenario missions. We just ate canned herring mixed with soybean juice." Viagra with Icelandic shark meat.”

Needless to say, the reputation of canned herring is good. Kiwiak is a traditional food of the Inuit people. It is made by sewing the captured puffins into fresh seal skins, sealing them and fermenting them for three months, and then sucking them to ferment them. Corrupt entrails.

The Icelandic fermented shark meat has a wonderful ammonia flavor, like jelly formed by the condensation of old toilet bowl dirt.

Li Sheng ignored the expressions of constipation on the faces of the people around him, carefully observed the edges of the artificial meat, and discovered something special.

Bite marks, fine, non-human bite marks.

"We have company."

Hearing Li Sheng's words, Zhao Zijin, who was floating in the front, turned around and scanned again with the dot matrix detection skill.

In the huge empty room, there are not only our own group of players, but also dense dots of light hidden in every corner.

rustle--

Thousands of snails slowly crawled out from under the gaps between sinks, shelves, and lamps. The carapace on their backs was thicker and larger than that of ordinary snails, and there were protruding holes on both sides.

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Invisible pressure spread, and in the next second, blue flames erupted from both sides of a snail's carapace, leaping out like lightning and scraping across the hyena's forehead, leaving a bloodstain deep enough to show the bone.

Li Sheng said in shock: "Damn it, worm gear supercharging!"

“Deduct money for homophonic memes!”

Cold sweat broke out on the Talisman Painting Dragon's forehead, and he stepped back step by step. The numerous snails in the hydroponic room were all aimed at the players present and launched one by one.

Boo hoo hoo hoo——

A player who was talking to everyone just now couldn't dodge, and his skull was penetrated by more than a dozen snails. He staggered and fell to the ground. He was still holding a protective skill scroll that he didn't have time to tear open.

The carapace of these deformed snails is ridiculously hard, and coupled with the exaggerated speed of the turbocharger exceeding Mach 2, each one is comparable to a large-caliber armor-piercing incendiary bomb, easily penetrating steel frames, nailing into walls, and even penetrating the human body. .

As for the players' counterattack, it can be said that it is useless if not effective.

The snail is so fast that even when faced with a large area of ​​fire, it can directly cross the sea of ​​​​fire by virtue of its speed advantage and avoid temperature conduction.

Zhao Zijin's telekinesis can take advantage of its pervasiveness to penetrate into the snail shell and kill the relatively soft snail body.

But compared to the total number of tens of thousands of snails, it is still not enough to see.

They could only switch from offense to defense, cooperate with the temporary alloy steel plate walls painted by Fu Dinghualong, and lead everyone back step by step towards the exit of the hydroponic room.

"I'm close, I can't hold on any longer."

Fu Ding Painting Dragon kept drawing new steel plates to replenish the lost ones, and his face became paler. Every time he used the brush, he had to consume spiritual energy, sanity, and even unquantifiable "sanity".

"I'll do it."

Li Sheng frowned and looked solemn. Under the expectant eyes of everyone, he took out the

The blue-green backpack electric pesticide sprayer used by old farmers in the field.

Wow!

Li Sheng poured water into it and poured in several packets of pesticides. Then, with everyone watching expectantly, he plugged the sprayer tube through the small hole in the alloy steel plate wall and sprayed pesticides wildly outside.

He was still mumbling something like, "One pack of spirocida, one pack of metaldehyde, one pack of emamectin, and one pack of diflubenzuron. Even if you are the god of snails today, I will kill them for you!"

In Li Sheng's passionate declaration, the thousands of snails that were hit by the pesticide spray at the front quickly slowed down and slowly lost their vitality and stopped moving.

The rest, after a short delay, retracted their bodies into the carapace on their backs, then sprayed mucus to cover the opening of the carapace, ignored the pesticide spray, and continued to charge towards the alloy steel plate.

Although pesticides are good, they have to come into contact with the soft body of snails to be effective.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Li Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed, decisively turned around and ran, shouting to his companions who were still standing: "The ones who run slowly are gay."