This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"Do you feel that the last three days have been a bit too calm."

Ji Ruoxia, who was fatter in a circle, was lying on the sofa, a colorful straw extended from his mouth, and connected to the source of life on the ground, who is happy in the fat house.

While talking, his fingers were still flying up and down on the handle, manipulating the undead on the screen on his own journey of abuse.

"It's a little bit." Li Lili watched Ji Ruoxia's operation from the side, "You have to roll over the things that can be done with a shield just now, die, I find a Husky to lick the handle better than you can play."

"That is, how could Sajia play better than you."

"You can't work with hands, but your mouth is rising. When you don't have memory loss, you use your mouth to make money, right?"

While reading the "Introduction to Artificial Intelligence", he took off his clothes and put down the book helplessly and looked at the two people.

"Don't quarrel with you two. There is no circumstance that the other party has focused most of the attention on the hacker, which is a good thing. But I am worried that the other party will attack us in other ways."

"Why is there such a situation?" Li Lili asked suspiciously.

"The problem of the amount of calculation. According to hackers, this world is like a virtual world, and the virtual world needs a lot of calculations to maintain the existence of this world. At present, the hacker's invasion makes the other party have to allocate part of the calculations. Come out to resist hackers’ attacks, so that the other party’s calculations against us are reduced, and an effective attack cannot be organized."

"Then what method do you think the opponent might use to attack?"

"It should be an existence similar to ours, that is, the existence of which consciousness is uploaded to this world. This part of existence will not take up the calculation of this world and can be regarded as a separate individual."

After talking about it, Ji Ruoxia, who died again, sat up and said, "How to deal with this part of existence? None of us have seen it."

"Indeed, so these days I am familiar with artificial intelligence while watching the psychological activities of people around me, but I haven't found effective information. The other party should have certain permissions to block some of our plug-in functions."

"Then what should we do?"

"Wait. The other party is more anxious than us, time is on our side."

When they took off their clothes and spoke about their analysis, a figure that no one could see stood by their side, staring at them intently.

He is a fifty-year-old male with a black body and a black suit with tattoos on his face and body.

His facial features have a funny proportions, and his eyes and mouth are large, which makes his face look like a cartoon-like exaggeration.

"Are these three? The bishop is a bit too nervous. Forget it, let me destroy them."

Putting his right hand on his chest, he began to pray for magic.

"HelloWorld. Function declaration, pointer call, search for dangerous sources, call power excuse..."

In the sound of his prayers, the current in the room began to converge, and he was ready for the next activity.

At this moment, he took off his clothes and turned his head fiercely, just facing the invisible man with his eyes.

"Li Lili, do it!"

Was discovered?

The middle-aged man immediately turned around, ready to deal with the possible attack, but saw that the two behind him had dropped the handles, kicked open the door, and escaped without a trace.

Turning around again, the man found that he had taken off his clothes and had jumped from the window, and then escaped without a trace.

Deceived?

He took off his clothes and jumped out of the window and ran desperately, and stopped until the feeling of danger disappeared.

After dialing the phone, he said to the other two friends: "Safe?"

"Safety."

"old place."

"understand."

A few minutes later, Uncle Killer looked at the three junior high school students gathered in his room, crying without tears.

"You can find me hiding here. What is the reason for this time! Why am I attracting you? Can't I change it?"

"You NPC, don't make noise. Take off your clothes, what was the situation just now?"

"I don't know, but I feel the danger, maybe the enemy has arrived. The other party may have hidden characteristics, we can't see the other party. Damn, here again. Uncle, drive us away!"

Uncle Killer wanted to refuse, but seeing that Li Lili had begun to pick up his butterfly knife and fly up and down, he swallowed his words wisely.

He got in the car and asked angrily: "Where to go?"

"Whatever...no, listen to me."

Close your eyes, take off your clothes and start to make the most of your intuition.

These days, every time he felt danger, he would immediately flee, and relied on his instinct to save a group of people many times.

Before he knew it, he felt that his intuition seemed to have undergone many subtle changes.

Every time he successfully activates his intuition, he can feel that he understands himself better.

A wonderful force rippled and hovered deep in his heart, and made his intuition deeper.

This time is no exception.

Now, when he looked ahead, he felt that everything in the world was distorted and deformed, and then turned into a large amount of data pouring into his mind, giving him a feeling of omnipotence.

What's more peculiar is that he feels that this illusion is no stranger.

The whole world seemed to be cheering, telling him everything about the world, making him feel closer to the world.

"Weird feeling...but not annoying~www.readwn.com~Uncle, go forward and step on the accelerator!"

"It's the morning peak!"

"Listen to me, step on to the bottom. Turn right to the tire and stick to the railing, don't ask why."

Uncle Killer glanced at taking off his clothes, his eyes shuddering.

At this moment, taking off his clothes was like a cold machine, without any emotion in his eyes.

Behind them, a truck suddenly passed over and rammed their car directly, pushing them forward and flying out. .

Quickly looking back, the assassin uncle stepped on the accelerator directly to the bottom, and in accordance with the order to take off his clothes, he began to move madly on the road.

Behind them, the truck was like a tarsal maggot, following them like crazy rushing up.

"Who did you mess with?"

"Ahead, ignore the red light and go straight."

"It's all cars!"

"straight."

"...Forget it, listen to you!"

Closing his eyes, Uncle Killer directly soldered his right foot to the throttle and rushed past the traffic lights.

A miracle happened.

In a short moment, there was a miraculous gap in the traffic flow in front of him, allowing the killer uncle's Ferrari to rush through the gap with a slight difference.

The uncle assassin who escaped from his birth just breathed a sigh of relief when he smelled of gasoline.

The oil drum from nowhere flew onto the car, and the gasoline inside leaked out, wrapping the car completely.

A cigarette **** fell from the sky and landed on the gasoline, instantly burning the car.

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