The Country's Destiny Creates A Strong Point: Starting To Receive Shocking Results

Before meeting Yang Ming, Zhou Pingping, like most people, only wanted to be able to survive the replica world every match.

Do not seek merit, but seek no fault.

But Yang Ming's words, until now Zhou Pingping still feels deaf when she looks back.

"Now Mercury is in a great change unseen in a thousand years, I and other Terrans are congenitally weak, repeatedly defeated in the game of national transport, repeatedly defeated and battled, in a hundred years, several weak countries have been slaughtered by alien races, want to change this situation, I alone can't do it, thousands of Terran players must stand up to be able to resist the invasion of the heavens and races!"

Zhou Pingping climbed down the stairs to the top of the building.

Facing the cold wind blowing from the tall building, Zhou Pingping stepped forward quickly, took out the bazooka from the space bag, and loaded it with precious rockets.

After preparing for erection, Zhou Pingping aimed the bazooka at the leader of the mutant tyrant, and her beautiful eyes were full of determination.

"Lord Nightlord, you are the only beacon in the game of national fortune in the darkness of the future, showing the way forward for my Terrans!"

"Although I am not a weapon, I want to be your first follower!"

Zhou Pingping's words to herself were delivered to every water friend who has been paying attention to her through the live broadcast room.

More than a thousand water friends in the live broadcast room were instantly silent.

Once upon a time, they also thought about doing something for this country, for this nation.

But the relentless cruelty of reality smoothed out the edges of their hearts again and again.

Careless!

Careless!

Careless!

Countless Terran ancestors, including themselves, had gained such experience.

Because the Terrans are congenitally weak, the attribute panel has an average of only 5 points, and it is far from being the opponent of the Heavenly Races in the beginning.

One slow step, one slow step!

Therefore, in order for the country and the nation to survive and preserve the flame of hope, they choose to live continuously.

But because of this kind of survival, the sinking of a hundred years, they have long forgotten the grand wish they made back then:

"May one day expel foreign races and restore my rivers and mountains!"

Many water friends had a faint touch in their hearts, and a tear appeared in the corner of their eyes.

No matter what, Yang Ming and Zhou Pingping are both good and examples of the Terrans!

At this moment, Norbeth did not pay attention to Zhou Pingping at all, in his opinion, this was just an ant that could be pinched to death at will, and Yang Ming was the only one who was really troublesome!

Under the control of Norbes, the mutant tyrant violently destroys all the buildings along the way, trying to force Yang Ming out who is hiding in the house.

The sound of buildings collapsing was endless, and smoke and dust rose in all directions.

Faintly, a figure as sturdy as a cheetah rushed through the mess of rubble on the ground, and then hid in another residential area.

"Hello! Hello! Hello! The

long running brought a heavy burden to Yang Ming, and his chest was pulled like a broken bellows, constantly exhaling turbid air in his chest and lungs.

Douda's sweat slipped along the corners of his forehead, and after a while, he was already soaked with clothes, mixed with the smoke and dust in the air, and the whole person looked very messy as if he had just pulled up from the mud.

Yang Ming glanced back and saw the mutant tyrant rushing to kill behind him, not intending to leave himself a breath.

If he continues like this, he may only have to submit to complete the main quest and leave the zombie quest early.

"Boom!"

At this moment, an abrupt shelling sounded.

Yang Ming's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw a small black shadow standing on the roof of the building 200 meters away.

The shelling just now came from there.

The rocket left a long tail flame behind it, slicing a graceful arc high in the air, accurately hitting the head of the mutant tyrant!

"Boom!"

Bursting flames swept through, instantly wiping out the mutant tyrant's head and shoulders.

"Was it successful?"

At this moment, it is not only the doubts of Yang Ming and Zhou Pingping, but also the voices of many water friends in the live broadcast room.

A head full of smoky scorched black popped out of the firelight.

Only half of the huge head remains, and dense brain tissue can be seen.

However, unlike the brain imagined by ordinary people, the brain tissue of the mutant tyrant is actually made of mechanical tentacles, which looks extremely contradictory and even disgusting.

"Roar!"

The mutant tyrant turned his head sharply, and the remaining single eye glared at Zhou Pingping viciously.

On its shoulder, Norbes took the body of Richard the Tiger Man, which had been crippled by Yang Ming, and at this time suffered the impact of the aftermath of the rocket, most of the surface of the body was almost carbonized, only the head was deliberately protected, barely kept well.

Norbes was furious in his heart.

Just a little, just a little bit!

He, the great scientist, the chief designer of life engineering, and the inventor of the intellectual brain, fell into the hands of an unknown little girl!

Under the rage, Norbes, if not for the rationality of the past many years, I am afraid that he would have gaffed on the spot.

But the mutant tyrant under his control expressed his strong indignation at the moment with practical actions!

The mutant tyrant took a step forward and approached the building where Zhou Pingping was located, clenching his fists violently, wrapped in a noisy and angry wind, and slammed his fists into the roof of the building, wanting to smash Zhou Pingping, a beauty, into a mosaic!

However

, in the face of this monster that is absolutely impossible for humans to defeat, Zhou Pingping's melon seed face, which has been adored by countless boys of the same age, does not show the slightest timidity, but reveals an open-mindedness and firmness that puts life and death aside.

Holding the bazooka firmly in her hands, her eyes staring at the mutant tyrant who was almost close at hand, she let out a roar from the depths of her throat, as if to replace the cry in the hearts of all the races since the fall of Mercury for a hundred years:

"Die, monster!"

In the next instant, Zhou Pingping did not hesitate to launch rockets regardless of her own safety!

The rockets shot out, carrying Zhou Pingping's spirit of looking at death like home, and fiercely bombarded the mutant tyrant!

It's just that Norbes has already prepared this time, and the mutant tyrant changes his moves halfway, and the boxing is changed to a horizontal palm block.

"Boom!"

Violent explosions occurred on the roof of the building.

A delicate figure fell from a high altitude.

Yang Ming couldn't hide himself, and rushed up with all his strength, and he flew over and hugged Zhou Pingping, who fell down.

"Click!"

The powerful force brought by the fall from the height directly broke Yang Ming's arms.

At this point, he had already realized that the medical props obtained from Richard the Tiger Man could be used.

Zhou Pingping looked at the mutant tyrant who was almost unharmed this time, and a poignant smile appeared on her face.

"Lord Nighthawk, do we still have a chance to win?"

Yang Ming was silent for a moment and asked rhetorically, "

Do you believe in light?"