This Game Is Too Realistic

"Roar--!"

Deafening roars echoed in the pits of the Blood Mountain, and the plague champion, covered in blood, walked forward with clumsy steps.

Not far in front of him, four members of Task Force Alpha were waiting in full formation.

The high-intensity battle like mincing meat caused heavy losses to both sides. Nearly three thousand plague monks of the Bloodhoof clan were killed. Most of the Alphas who entered the Blood Mountain Pit were also killed, leaving only more than four people.

As for the number of damaged drones, there were countless, and the narrow pits were filled with metal fragments and muddy corpses.

It was impossible for just four people to withstand the attack of the Plague Champion, but no one retreated.

Their superiors ordered them to fight to the death without retreating.

Even when they were inoculated with the unexpected biological prosthetic body, they were already prepared to die.

The four of them looked at each other, had a brief exchange on the communication channel, and then took the initiative to launch an attack.

Two assault rifles and two Gauss rifles were standing at the end of the pit, emitting alternating yellow and blue fire.

As if he didn't expect that these humans would dare to come out of the bunker and fire, the plague champion let out a roar of pain, stretched out his right arm forward and quickly imitated the shape of the barrel, followed by a burst of light red. The smoke rushed toward Alpha's position.

The dense cloud of spores quickly exploded, covering the faces of the four Alphas like exploding grenades, and quickly burned through their gas masks.

Fortunately, they were all vaccinated with Xiaoyu's biological prosthetics, and their highly specific immune systems easily blocked the alpha bugs.

And——

The trouble doesn't end there.

The spreading thick smoke obscured the field of vision. Even if the thermal image of the tactical helmet was activated, only a blurry heat source could be seen.

The vibrating footsteps of the pit were approaching quickly. An Alpha immediately took out a solid-state hydrogen battery and threw it out, and then fired an air-burst incendiary bomb in the general direction.

Thick flames instantly rose into the sky, forming a sea of ​​fire that covered the entire pit's exit.

Two Alphas fired toward the other side of the flames, and the other two Alphas quickly retreated, trying to distance themselves from the plague champion.

But this painless attack failed to stop the guy's progress. The three-meter-tall black figure ran over the dense wall of fire like a tank traveling in a pothole, and came straight in front of the four people. .

Its left hand is a large shield and its right hand is connected to a large sword-like mallet, which is in stark contrast to the Alpha Task Force's equipment, which is so sophisticated that it is almost science fiction.

When it comes to the technical content, it is indeed not bad at all compared to these Alphas.

Although Torch does not have a complete Gestalt life system, it still achieved a breakthrough based on its existing foundation——

That is, consciousness governs life processes rather than life processes governing consciousness.

These plague champions can select the required basic fragments from the designed organs for customized expression, thereby realizing the mimicry of weapons.

This is a singular point that has not yet been completed even in the prosperous era of "design advancement"!

It can be said that their existence itself is the crystallization of technology, an incredible miracle.

The two Alphas who continued to fire only felt like a train was crashing into them.

The black shadow that pierced through the flames was just a flicker, and it cut them in half, and their broken organs were scattered all over the floor.

They couldn't even make a miserable sound, and the two of them died on the spot.

The plague champion, who was covered in blood, let out a hearty howl. The devastated wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the new flesh that grew out was even more ferocious than before.

"monster."

"Without a doubt."

The two Alphas looked at this guy in fear, but neither of them retreated.

According to the battlefield situation analysis system, they have calculated that their chance of survival is less than 1%, and turning around at this time will only accelerate their death.

In this case, their death must at least be meaningful.

The two Alphas looked at each other and involuntarily opened the safety of the self-destruct plug-in on the exoskeleton.

The moment their life signal is detected to disappear, the self-destruct plug-in activates the battery that detonates the exoskeleton.

Although it may not be possible to kill that guy, it shouldn't be a problem to cause some trouble for it.

Its recovery power is not unlimited. If the damage exceeds the healing limit, you will die.

The teammates who died previously have shared this experience, and all they have to do now is to use the last bit of life left to increase the possibility of survival for the teammates behind them.

The battle is about to begin!

Just when the Plague Champion was about to quickly execute these two guys and then search for the next target, a scorching flame passed through the two Alphas without warning and rushed towards its face. !

It subconsciously raised its left arm to block, and the hot flames were quickly swallowed up by the flesh-red spores on the shield. Although the flame did not cause fatal damage, it still caused a slight pause in its progress.

The two Alphas suddenly had surprised expressions on their faces and looked back.

They saw an exoskeleton warrior standing behind them, holding a large-caliber shotgun.

"Get away!"

Edge scratched the water and roared, and the manual "Fire Dragon" shotgun continued to fire, spraying hot tongues of fire towards the guy holding the shield.

After sustaining the scorching damage continuously, the Plague Champion let out a roar of pain, and rushed forward with the shield of his left arm against the blazing flames.

And just for a moment, a power player stood up with a ceramite shield, looked at the right arm whizzing towards him, and rushed forward without dodging.

"Boom——!"

A dull dull sound echoed in the pit.

The strength player holding the shield dropped his knees, but that was all.

The plague champion's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the intact shield in disbelief.

The simulated biomass battle ax on its right arm can tear even armored steel, but it failed to leave a single scratch on it!

Apparently it doesn't know that this thing is a structural material on the space station.

Although the effect against armor-piercing bullets is somewhat poor, the effect of "anti-impact with high-speed objects" is one of the best.

The player who received the blow immediately dropped his shield, rushed towards the plague champion with a short stature, and then with a roar, pierced the monster's thigh with the needle tied to his waist.

Type B strain has a significant inhibitory effect on type J strain. This inhibitory effect is not only reflected in phagocytosis of type J strain, but can also inhibit the proliferation of type J strain.

The self-healing ability of the Torch Church's biological power armor is provided by the Nagobacterium flora, which was also the result of the analysis of the remains of "Gaun" by the Alliance Biological Research Institute last year.

So the alliance used this technology to create a "J-type strain inhibitor", which was specifically designed to limit the self-healing ability of the Torch's biologically powered armor.

The duration of the inhibitor can last for at least three minutes, and during these three minutes, the recovery efficiency of the biological power armor can be reduced by at least 90%.

Until it completely metabolizes the injected "toxin".

The plague champion who received the injection let out a roar of pain, suddenly raised his right leg forward, and kicked the strength player holding the needle away.

The player hit the rock wall and fainted with a groan. He seemed to have been disconnected.

The plague champion angrily tore off the needle stuck in his right leg, but was horrified to find that blood could not stop pouring out of the rice-sized needle hole, with no sign of healing at all.

Seeing that the attack was effective, another player who followed the edge into the hole looked happy. He squatted on the ground and set up an RPG rocket launcher, turned on the safety and roared.

"RPG!!"

Qin Yan sprang out from the launcher and slammed into the shield. The flames of the explosion flew in all directions, flying away a large amount of rocks and almost sending away all the friendly troops in the hole.

He protected his head with his arms and took two steps back. He held the edge of the shotgun and looked up, only to see that the Plague Champion had been hit by a high-explosive shell and looked like he was fine.

The shield connected to the guy's left arm was blasted with a hideous wound, and the damaged area was still healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What the hell?! Why not?!" The guy carrying the RPG was suddenly shocked.

Bian Bian was also stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and yelled at him.

"Right leg! The needle pricks the right leg! Aim for the right side of the body!"

His knowledge level is average and he doesn't quite understand what biological power armor is.

But if you compare it to anesthesia, it seems that only the area where the needle is inserted is numb.

Logically speaking, it is likely that only the area hit by the needle is inhibiting recovery efficiency.

"Grass!"

Suddenly coming to his senses, the player immediately inserted a new warhead into the launcher, continued to aim at the staggering retreating plague champion, and pulled the trigger.

"RPG!!"

Another puff of smoke flew out, this time hitting the plague champion's right leg impartially.

The shrapnel from the explosion was like a raging storm, swishing into the right side of the big man's body.

The Plague Champion let out a roar of pain, looking at half of his body bleeding profusely with unbelievable fear in his eyes.

Its recovery ability is lost!

not only that--

The entire right half of the body seemed to have lost consciousness, and power was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without leaving any chance for it to breathe, he rushed forward with the edge of the Yanlong shotgun and emptied the magazine as it kept retreating.

With a series of bangs and bangs, the towering body finally fell heavily to the ground and stopped moving at all.

Seeing that the boss was finally killed, all the players cheered excitedly.

Looking at the friendly forces arriving for reinforcements, the two Alphas had a confused expression on their faces.

The edge paddled to the side of one of them and explained the situation in a concise and concise manner.

"On the edge of the leader of the Alliance Death Corps, in just half an hour, the Torch Church launched a surprise attack on almost all positions on our front line, especially the Weifu military base."

The Alpha looked at him and asked.

"Then...why are you here?"

"Because we are needed here," Bing glanced at the plague champion lying on the ground, grinned and continued, "Moreover, the enemy's attention at the moment must be on the Weifu military base, and now is the time to take advantage of it. The best time to go down to the Blood Mountain! The administrator asked us to take down the nest hidden deep in the Blood Mountain at all costs!”

"Understood." The Alpha nodded, and the gas mask floated out of the mist, "We will do our best to support you."

Edge Paddling asked with a smile.

"I've announced my family name, what about you? What's your name? Where is your captain?"

The man's words were concise and concise.

"Alpha 1006, our captain is everywhere, don't worry about it, just talk to me."

Edge Paddling was stunned for a moment, then smiled and stretched out his fist.

"This name is too long...it's just you, Ah Liu Tuo."

The man nodded, bumped his fists with the edge, and reloaded the weapon in his hand.

"Tell me your plan."

The edge of the water: "We plan to take over the main body of the attack on the mother's nest. As long as the source of the plague is solved, those mutants are not worth mentioning at all."

Ah Liu looked at him indifferently.

"You are carrying high-yield bombs?"

"You don't need that thing." He walked out from behind with ten gnawers that looked like mountains of meat. He said with a cheerful smile on his face, "They are enough." ”

This is the smallest one, and the fatter guys can't squeeze in at all.

I don’t know why, Luo Yu’s brother’s fruiting bodies all know that you control their “figure”, but these guys he raises are like retarded people, they only know that you eat nonsense all day long, and then make themselves miserable. A ball, except to help move things or build a bridge, the frontal battlefield cannot be arranged at all.

But now it's gone.

Finally, there was a chance for them to take action.

Seeing those fruiting bodies, Ah Liu immediately understood what they meant and nodded.

"中䲾, I will protect you."

The two teams joined forces, reversed the previous decline, and launched another attack deep into the Blood Mountain.

There are a total of fifty Plague Champions wearing biological power armor. Task Force Alpha has killed ten of them before, and there are nearly forty left.

These guys have different abilities. Just like those plague monks, they have twisted forms and unexpected fighting methods, and their tactics are so cruel that it makes people go numb.

But for Task Force Alpha and the Death Corps, this level of fear is nothing more than drizzle.

Especially the latter.

They are a group of guys who don't even pay attention to the waves. They even dare to use the most primitive weapons to charge at fruiting bodies and entry bodies that are several times their size.

If their equipment is no longer what it used to be, there is no reason to frown.

The bloody fighting continued throughout the pit, and the strong smell of blood even overshadowed the putrid smell emitted by the spores.

Both sides have beliefs they resolutely defend and reasons that they must never back down from.

It was precisely because of this that both sides suffered huge casualties.

Soon only half of the forty remaining plague champions were left.

Most of the remaining half were panting, and their recovery and physical strength were on the verge of reaching their limits.

Standing in the "palace", Sodo's face gradually showed a trace of panic, and the previous excitement could no longer be seen.

It can feel the passing of life among believers and hear the lamentation of the Plague Lord.

The god it believed in was calling to it, urging it to stop those rude guys at all costs.

However, the group of rude guys seemed to be endless. Some people kept falling down, and others kept coming up from behind. Even the personal guards of His Majesty the Beast King could not withstand the continuous torture.

Its fat body trembled, its toad-like cheeks shook, and a grunt came out of its mouth.

"Dear Lord of Plague... Your servant cannot stop them with this weak body. Please give me a stronger body, and I will eat them all for you."

It muttered, its ugly face full of piety, but no one answered its prayers.

Not only the mother's nest hidden in the deep pit, but also the "Beast King" who controlled everything tensed up and was stunned by the situation in front of him.

Especially the Beastmaster.

He originally thought that the Weifu military base was under threat, and the coalition forces would at least mobilize troops from various positions to return to defense, but he did not expect that they still did not intend to abandon the Blood Mountain position and the Alpha Task Force that was almost stuck in the mountain.

There are at least 3,000 troops reinforcing this mountain, and most of them are awakened ones.

Their fearless fighting style made even the plague monks who had castrated their sense of pain feel a bit of fear.

He originally didn't want to take action personally.

But if he doesn't get rid of these troublesome guys, he may not have a chance to get out of here and meet the manager.

His pale green eyes stared at the soldiers standing in front of him, and then the Beast King, who was controlling a plague champion, let out a mighty roar from his mouth.

"Get out of the way."

That voice carried a kind of spiritual pressure, just like the pressure of the upper ones on the lower ones in the food chain.

What shocked him even more was that what happened was that after hearing [his] voice, those people not only showed no expressions of fear, but their pupils were filled with excitement.

"Damn it, this thing can speak human language!"

"MMP! This bastard must be the real boss, right?"

Loading the shotgun in his hand, the outlaw howled excitedly.

"Brothers! Start a group!"

In response to him, he screamed loudly.

"Oh oh oh!"

"???"

Seeing these guys suddenly boiling with emotions, the Beast King was stunned for a moment.

When a rifle grenade exploded in front of him, he roared with an angry look on his face and rushed towards the group of noisy guys.

His right arm was like a battle axe, and with just one sweep, the guy standing in front of him flew out with his shield and his body.

To his surprise, facing his brutality and strength, those noisy guys became even more excited.

Those pairs of pupils burning with fighting spirit seemed to be eyeing some delicious prey.

It was this arrogance and disrespect that made the anger burning in his chest boil even more.

These weak human beings...

Are they all masochists? !

With an unprecedented fury in his chest, the Beast King tried to calm his breathing, but found that his spirit could not control the out-of-control emotions.

The violent power flows in his veins, and it has never been controlled by his consciousness.

That feeling is just like a craving for food, it's also a biological energy.

The reason why he was able to control his emotional ups and downs and make the calmest decisions before was simply because he was in the holy realm and did not have the physical entity to exist in the mortal world.

He has been away from the mortal body for so long that he has long forgotten how to restrain his powers.

"Roar--!"

Completely angered, he was like a runaway wild horse, killing the group of ants blocking his way.

Looking at his irritable and irritable appearance, those players only felt that this boss was very realistic.

Especially the guy who was picked out first.

I saw him coughing up a mouthful of blood online, shouting excitedly while coughing.

"Brothers, try harder!"

"This BOSS is in a hurry!"

…

On the other side, deep inside the underground rock mass of Blood Mountain.

Ah Liu continued to move forward with his edge and debt in his eyes.

The remaining strength of Task Force Alpha is basically here.

What is sad is that the original brigade, which was full of more than 1,000 people, now has only 112 members left.

As for the edge paddling side, in addition to a dozen brothers, there are only ten "babies" with unique shapes who are looking after them.

The road beneath their feet at the moment was a road mapped out by Task Force Alpha, which sacrificed nearly a thousand drones and hundreds of team members.

Based on the tracking of the bodies of the fallen members of the 13th Squadron, they have locked the approximate location of the nest.

Most of the Plague Monks of the Bloodhoof clan were pinned down near the palace of the Sodo Prophet.

㰴It should be heavily guarded, but here there is not much defense force, only a few dozen plagues.

On the edge of the water, I guess there should be a problem with the command system of the Bloodhoof clan, otherwise those guys have clearly deployed a plan to prevent flaws in such a key place.

for example--

The plague lord must use the "Beast King" or the "Prophet" to communicate with the minions below. After all, those plague monks are not its true fruiting entity.

If the Beast King and the Prophet are unable to take care of each other at the same time, it is very likely that the communication means will be blocked by the command system of the original subordinates.

In fact, let alone those mutants, their own command system does not always work in such complex terrain, and the signals are often intermittent.

Even if you don't consider the electromagnetic pulse trap hidden in the pit, the solid rocks themselves are the sky's barrier.

I don't know how Alpha Alpha maintains its organization, but they do have to rely on the "offline scheduled contact" plug-in to pass on some important information.

"Any questions?"

Seeing that the leader of the Death Corps kept glancing at him, Ah Liu looked at him with an emotionless gaze and asked.

Seeing that he was paying attention to [his] gaze, he didn't hide the edge of the water, so he just took advantage of the situation and asked.

"No, I'm just curious...how do you communicate with each other?"

Ah Liu: "It's very simple. Our thinking is sharing, and everyone is a communication node."

Hearing this, a strange expression appeared on his big-eyed face, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Then what should I do if I accidentally think of something strange?"

Perhaps because this was not a big machine, Ah Liu didn't hide anything and spoke concisely.

"We do not have such concerns. We have already removed part of the tissue in the cerebral cortex. Even necessary thinking activities are carried out based on the Alpha Task Force as a whole."

Big Eyes of Debt: "Remove...but why do you need to do this step?"

"Why..." Ah Liu pondered for a moment, "I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking. Maybe it's to improve combat effectiveness, maybe it's to eliminate other hidden dangers, but even if you put these aside...don't you think this Is it very convenient?”

The debtor looked at him in astonishment with his big eyes.

"convenient?"

Ah Liu nodded and said succinctly.

"Even from an individual standpoint, meaningless thoughts will only increase unnecessary suffering. Is our sacrifice meaningful? What will we gain after victory? And why we can only eat up to four bowls of rice bowls in one meal. ... Even if we get the answer, it won't change anything. In this case, I don't think there is anything wrong with saving this part of the computing power. At least we can enjoy the remaining time in the plan without any worries. "

After a pause, he continued.

"For this, I have to thank you. Our lives should have ended half an hour ago. Now it seems that we can still have breakfast tomorrow."

Looking at this guy, Edge of Water felt a trace of sympathy in his heart for some reason, and his Adam's apple moved.

"...I'll treat you later. You can have as many bowls as you want."

Ah Liu nodded and said.

"I appreciate your kindness, but this is not a money issue. However, we are still looking forward to seeing what new things will be available in the cafeteria tomorrow."

Looking at this rigid guy, he made a helpless expression.

"Then let's eat together, sir?"

He can order a few more dishes, and these guys who always focus on one dish can have a change of taste.

Ah Liu thought for a moment and nodded.

"no problem."

Their commander didn't say they couldn't eat with friendly troops, but most people found them boring and didn't want to get close to them.

The target is getting closer and closer, and the putrid smell in the air is getting stronger.

Everyone was in high spirits and stopped talking to each other.

At this moment, a spacious underground space came into view.

In the very center of that underground space, there was a deep pit more than a hundred meters wide.

Various wooden and iron utensils were placed next to the deep pit, decorating the entire cave with an altar with a mystical atmosphere.

In addition to the altar, there is also a group of plague monks with three heads and six arms, numbering more than a hundred.

Their ugliness cannot be described in words, and even multi-legged beasts with tentacles are much cuter compared to them.

Seeing the uninvited guest intruding, the group of plague monks immediately howled and rushed forward, trying to tear the intruder into pieces.

This small number is no different from cannon fodder to the Alphas.

They were already familiar with the unique fighting methods of these monsters and their nearly metamorphic self-healing abilities. They could easily kill these hundreds of monsters by alternately firing different firepowers at a distance. He was pressed to death in the pit.

A man came to the side of the deep pit, and the dark red mist seemed to be floating out from here. Just by standing on the edge of the pit and looking down, he could feel the threat of death.

The Alpha protozoa are restless around them, and they cannot corrode these guys.

The call came from somewhere, like the howl of a wild animal, and it also seemed to be begging for mercy.

The edge of the water gave the debtor a look, indicating that it was time for him to take action.

Although I already know the content of the task very well, and I can’t find any fault with the compensation provided by the management, but I really want to push down the baby I raised with my own hands, big eyes still feel in my heart. A trace of intolerance.

He is not really a newborn.

Looking at the fat boys with round bellies, he said nonchalantly.

"Xiao Hui, and Xiao Xiao Hui, Xiao Xiao Hui... don't blame dad after you get pregnant. Dad has no choice but to do it. It's all about management..."

Listening to his casual thoughts, Bing Shui couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If this bitch is so intolerant, why did he accept the task of selling his wife?

No one forced him.

There is a lot of food in Qingquan City. Although it is not enough to raise such a fat dog, it would not be enough if you eat more.

Before the debtor's words could be finished, the ten fruiting bodies seemed to be unable to listen anymore. They said "Uh-huh" as a farewell, and then jumped into the deep pit with their legs. Next.

They are just "cells" in Xiaoyu's body. Xiaoyu has already given orders to them before entering the hole. They don't need the "keeper" order at all to carry out the task.

When the debtor saw this, he looked deeply shocked. He stared and opened his mouth.

"What the hell?! Is it so real?"

He didn't even have time to say goodbye to his children!

The edge of the water: "People are born as fruiting bodies, and they have no self-awareness. What do you think?"

The drum washing machine next to me couldn't help but complain.

"That's right! I just want to buy a wife for 100 silver coins. What do you want?"

"I'll blanch it!"

Ignoring the noise of those guys, Ah Liu walked to the edge of the pothole and looked down.

"Is this okay?"

He patted the debtor's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Absolutely! Our work is done, and the rest is all up to Xiaoyu. We really can't throw this guy away, he also has Xiaoyu's seeds in him."

Big Eyes: “%￥#@!”

Ah Liu nodded, but frowned slightly when he looked at the deep pit.

The indicator on his helmet showed that the surrounding spore concentration was changing rapidly.

It was obvious that those fruiting bodies were indeed a poison to the mother nest named after Alpha under his feet.

The toxicity is relative, and "Alpha" is not the same type as the Qingquan City mother nest.

Later, I shared most of the organic matter with its children, but this guy hoarded most of the organic matter on himself.

The two sides explore the path of evolution in completely different ways.

If the Brood in Qingquan City is a king who has conferred countless knights and lords, then this Brood is a wizard living in an ivory tower.

It is even stingy (not sharing its own material at all, but relying on the power of believers to expand its territory).

"...the concentration of alpha protozoa is decreasing, and the concentration of spores is increasing."

"The missiles have stopped launching and their aggressiveness has weakened...is it a judgment that the danger has been eliminated? Or is it just that there is no spare power."

"If this is the case, the spore concentration should decrease simultaneously."

"Is it 'guaranteed to win'?"

"Unpleasant."

"If we draw this conclusion based on the number of fruiting bodies that have been invested... ten fruiting bodies may not be enough to completely swallow this guy. We do not rule out other possibilities. The fruiting bodies alone are not enough to swallow this guy. It is also necessary to Nothing else.”

"What is the result of the assessment of the possibility of mobilizing fruiting bodies from behind?"

"0, it will take at least an hour to get the news out, and according to the information provided by friendly forces, the rear is in an emergency and may not be able to support us."

"If 'Alpha' is adapted to be swallowed by 'Xiaoyu', or if its gene fragments are ingested for targeted evolution, I am afraid that this attack method will lose its deterrence significance."

In just a few breaths, the two people completed the communication through radio waves.

They already have a unified consensus on what to do next.

The attack is effective.

But it's not enough.

After glancing at the friendly soldiers who were laughing and scolding, Ah Liu looked at the edge of the water and suddenly spoke without warning.

"I may have to miss my appointment tomorrow."

The edge of the water was stunned for a moment, and the big eyes that were holding the drum washing machine on the head were also stunned.

Before all the players could recover, Ah Liu had already taken off his exoskeleton, gas mask and helmet.

Now when I paddled on the edge of the water, I realized that the guy turned out to be a girl with long hair.

I can't hear it at all just by listening to the sound...

Not just Ah Liu, everyone moved in unison, leaving their weapons and equipment where they were.

Although the exoskeleton battery can be used as the last bullet, what they want to do is not to destroy the mother nest, and that little damage is of no help against this level of biological roots. Only strategic-level bombing can completely destroy it. Drop it.

Xiao Yu is the last bullet in their body.

Between countless injuries and healings, that little guy has become a part of their body and grown.

Although they could feel that the guy didn't actually like them very much, just like the other survivors at the military base.

But that kind of thing doesn't matter.

No one showed even a moment's hesitation. They walked calmly towards the invisible abyss and jumped back...

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(Happy Labor Day! For the sake of me still working overtime during the holiday, I urge you brothers to vote for the month! Double the amount at the beginning of the month, please! T.T)