We Are Gamers

Bai Ge stared at his waist: "You blew yourself up just like that?"

"Hey, I just studied it, and that thing is broken."

Yaozi hurriedly shook his head: "Of course it's not me. If I were a murderer, how could I talk here so calmly? You can see my self-confidence and casual attitude. You can tell that I am..."

"You are not an iron wolf, and you are also a [-]-year-old madman. In short, you are not a good thing."

Bai Ge interrupted their argument: "As I said before, it is meaningless to infer from the method of killing, because this kind of wound can be done by anyone. It can be done with silk thread, and a little force can be injected. It easily cuts off the human head, and the wound is smooth."

"Silk thread, it's also..."

Yi Nian touched the back of his head: "Then what should we do now?"

"Who knows?"

Bai Ge spread his hands: "At this time, we should wait for the next victim to appear."

"What did you say?"

Everyone else looked over in unison.

"I'm just stating my own inference, I didn't say that I'm sure who is the murderer."

Bai Ge leaned against the wall: "There are so many clues. If I continue to infer, then it is not reasoning, but I just open my mouth with my eyes closed. If you really want to know more, then go outside and give the corpse to me." When I came back from cleaning up, Boss Crab was dead, so you should do your best to eat his food and live in his house, how can you bear it?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, the reason was so reasonable, but Bai Ge's attitude was too natural.

"Why don't you move? Don't you want to find out the truth?" Dongfang Shu said.

"Because I'm lazy." Bai Ge said as a matter of course, "Because I'm smart, and smart people don't do dirty and tiring work, and these can be handed over to others."

"Wow, you are really sinister." Yaozi's eyes were full of subtlety.

"No way, I'll go out and look for it." Yi Nian was straightforward.

"Then I'll follow along." Yaozi also nodded and said, "But, are you sure you'll find the corpse if you really go outside?"

"That's your problem." Bai Ge pointedly said: "If you can't find it, then others don't have to look for it either."

The two players pushed open the door, and a gust of dust and sand fell in, and the ground was immediately covered with a layer of gray.

The visibility outside the field of vision is very low, and you can only see the situation within five meters. The wind is very strong, which affects walking, but this has little effect on the waist who takes the individual route. Auxiliary is the most suitable scout.

"Wait, I'm with you."

Dongfang Shu made a sound, before she had time to tie up her hair, she picked up a chopstick, neatly coiled her hair up, fixed it with a hairpin, put on a cloak, and walked out of the hall.

"It's not convenient for you to walk outside with such a big wind and sand." Seeing this, Yaozi said, "Miss, I'm fine by myself. Even if this bald head stabs me in the back, I can drag him to blow himself up..."

"Fuck, it was an accident before I said it!" Yi Nian stared.

"The self-destruct program is being warmed up." A mechanical sound came from Yaozi's arm.

"Hey!" The bald head went crazy, and he was really guarded to death.

"Grandma, I just don't want to stay with him." Dongfang Shu glanced sideways at the smiling and silent Bai Ge, and suddenly his mood became worse: "Let's go, check separately, it will be more efficient."

The three left the hall and walked into the wind and sand.

The door of the living room was closed again, and in the house, only Beiming Pisces, Bai Ge, Juzi, who was severely injured and unconscious, and 0.25 crab bosses remained.

Bai Ge unhurriedly turned to the Beiming Pisces sisters.

After they noticed the scrutiny, they raised their vigilance.

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

Baige released the ghost aura, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply again.

"Okay, let's talk."

……

And let the perspective change, time passed another day.

In the ruins of the fairyland where the Ten Thousand Monsters Retreat was located, two players were arranged in the same house.

"Your limbs can't be saved."

The non-chief looked at Shenglong who was adapting to moving his body and said, "Fortunately, it can be repaired after the game is over."

"In fact, the exoskeleton limbs are very useful. If special materials are added, its self-healing ability is stronger than that of the human body." Shenglong is pressing his legs, moving his knees, and posing for the posture of practicing peerless martial arts as a young eagle flying: " Mechanical ascension is also one of the paths of evolution."

"Then you are still planning to fall in love with the mechanical maid in this life?"

Fei Chief rested his cheeks: "No, you have no chance to get out of the order."

"Omnics are also living beings with thoughts and souls. Do you dare to say that Optimus Prime is not a smart man?" Shenglong replaced it with a dancing youth action: "For example, the omnic robot, the secretary Miss Izzy, she is not fragrant ?"

"Are you talking about the fat-faced secretary who mocked him face-to-face and got stabbed in the intestines?" Fei Chief squinted: "Is the full name of the omnic the retarded machine?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. Although it's different, there's no room for refutation." After finishing his warm-up, Shenglong said, "You came here to fall in love with all your heart, since you refused to make up the knife when you met. , I saw it."

"This game won't last long. If you can stay longer, it's your business. If you want to kill each other, it's your own business. If I stay out of it, it won't affect the appearance of the city, right?" Fei Chief spread his hands: "In the end, I will just force quit the game It's all right."

"Aren't you afraid that the other single dogs will be too angry and throw the Red Lotus Flame Blade at you?"

"My girlfriend is really not afraid of fire." Fei Chief folded his hands tactically and leaned back: "What is Suzaku's bloodline?"

"I don't care, but you may not be easy." Shenglong picked up a bucket of water and poured it on his head: "Even if the sand sculpture group doesn't care, the game structure this time is not small...you may not be able to stay out of it. "

"It's no longer possible. Today I will go with her to meet the high-level members of the monastery." Feiji said: "This place is not monolithic, and there are also differences of opinion. The highest level of the monastery has split, and the meeting Chang seems to be belching farts, the confrontation between the doves and the hawks is like fire and water, coupled with the existence of the unicorn, and the conflict with the demon descendant, ah, just thinking about it is a headache."

"Is it eventful?"

"Well, when power overlaps, it often represents a conflict and cleansing of forces." The non-chief spread his hands: "Everyone in the Chong country understands that there are not so many ancient TV dramas that they have watched since childhood."

"I don't know that much, but I think I will stand on the side of the Priory this time." Shenglong said.

"Why?" Feiqian asked, "You want another boy?"

"You can say what you want, but I have only one goal in this game." Shenglong narrowed his eyes: "I want to win, at least...beat him once."

"Oh."

"You should show a little surprise at this time." Shenglong felt very boring: "Why are you so plain?"

"What's so surprising... I didn't intend to participate in the competition from the beginning, so I was clear about it." Feiji dug his ears: "You are not the only one who thinks this way, who among them doesn't want to win? Play games... Isn't it just to win?"

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The general trend of the world, the long-term must be united, the long-term must be divided.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be confrontation.

The Demon Subduing Division is an organization established by human beings, and the opposing demon clan organization is the Ten Thousand Demon Retreat.

Compared with the human race, the social structure of the monster race is closer to the pyramids and the autonomy of various races. In the past, it was more like the relationship between kings and princes. However, with the changes of the times, even different races had to give up their territories and migrate to Live together in the same place.

When the territories of various races ceased to exist, the Priory of Ten Thousand Monsters actually ushered in a stage of great national integration. During this period, many conflicts were caused, but after nearly a thousand years of running-in, it has tended to be stable. It is not so much an organization. Rather, it is more like an ancient kingdom living in seclusion in a paradise... and such a kingdom will always usher in a change of power.

There are two contradictions in today's Ten Thousand Monsters Priory.

The first is internal worries.

The president of the Ten Thousand Monsters Priory, that is, the leader of this generation, has been suffering from overwork for many years. Even the monsters can't stand the toss, and their lifespan is close to the limit.

In the monastery, the power of the president is above all else. If the president of this generation is still alive, no one else will say anything, but it is dying, and there will inevitably be someone who covets this position.

The system of the monastery has always been for those who are able to live there, not for hereditary princes, which has caused internal opposition.

If the first one is just a hidden danger, then the second one is the direct fuse that ignites the hidden danger.

The second is foreign aggression.

That is, the direct threat from the Demon Subduing Division, and the Qilin who escaped after being suppressed for thousands of years.

The Qilin's bloodline is undeniably noble. In order to capture the Qilin, a group of demons directly invaded the headquarters of the Demon Subduing Division. It can be said that the death of Wanzhu Gongta is not a pity. They don't know the preciousness of life.

Therefore, the Demon Subduing Division has directly aimed the conflict at the Priory, and it is hard to say whether a full-scale war will break out, but this time the external conflict has completely stimulated internal hidden dangers, causing suspicion and doubt within the Priory.

Blessed by internal and external troubles, the president is bedridden and seriously ill... The originally clear situation suddenly became chaotic.

At this time, in the corner of the fairyland, there is a mountain villa surrounded by clouds and mist.

This is the private house of the hermit president, and it is also a spiritual retreat.

In the courtyard, there are scenes of dry and prosperous mountains and rivers, as well as screens of plum, orchid and autumn chrysanthemums, revealing a tranquil and elegant atmosphere.

The courtyard was originally empty, but at this time a figure came out of the door. The person who came was walking like a dragon and a tiger. It looked young, but it walked upright but did not maintain its human appearance. It had a huge lion's head, and its fur was White, even if you look at it from a human aesthetic point of view, this lion monster really belongs to the category of extremely high-value appearance, and you can't help but want to silence the meat ball in its paws.

Behind him was a black-feathered golden eagle demon clan. The two walked lightly, which did not disturb the aura in the courtyard, but the strong demon power still disturbed the peaceful atmosphere here.

These two demons are the hawks of the Demon Subduing Division, affiliated to the Habayashi Guard, and control two-thirds of the armed forces in the monastery, and the number of demon clans with more than five hundred years of cultivation exceeds five hundred.

The white lion demon said: "President, are you still awake?"

On the branch of the garden, a butterfly flapped its wings and landed, turning into a servant's posture: "My lord, please be calm."

The Black Feather Golden Eagle was a little impatient: "The president recruited us with a letter, and he was still asleep, isn't it appropriate?"

The butterfly maid glanced at the golden eagle, but said nothing.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Jin Diao asked coldly, and couldn't help releasing a bit of coercion.

Butterfly Girl's face was slightly ugly, and when she was about to fall, she was supported by one hand on her shoulders, and at the same time, a teasing voice came: "Yo yo yo? Vice seat Jin is so angry? Even this cute little butterfly wants to bully? Here But the president's house, you should restrain yourself."

The woman lightly parted her red lips and spoke quietly.

Black dress, black clothes, black hair, white skin, white snow and white socks.

It seems that the snow girl is also a ghost, more like a monster than a monster, but she is human.

Black Swallow Butterfly's fingertips gently stroked the cheek of Maid Butterfly, she suddenly appeared here, her hair was stained with morning dew.

"Black swallowtail..."

The black-feathered golden eagle showed blatant displeasure.

Of course it will be unhappy, and even want to spit out fragrance.

In the past thousand years of the Ten Thousand Monsters’ Retreat, no human race has ever entered. It was not until the arrival of the Black Swallow Butterfly that the number of human races here gradually increased... Of course, they are not pure human races, almost all of them are half-demons, or possessed by demons. Outcasts of the family line.

She is a human race, even if she is used, she can only be used as an aide, and should not be qualified to hold actual power.

But I don't know what method she used to gain the trust of the president, and she walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage. In less than three years, she was firmly seated in another real power transaction of the Priory, and she took control of the political leaders.