Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

At that time, the plot continued, the singing continued, and the dancing continued!

"........."

But thinking of this, the playwright paused.

An uneasiness arose from the bottom of his heart for no reason... He quickly flipped through the script, and the dozen or so people were still there without any change.

but----

"???"

Where did a group of children come from! ! ! ! !

camera transition, meanwhile,

In a certain source stone worm farm, the battle was fierce,

"Re-defense the line of resistance! Focus fire and shoot the self-destructing bugs!!"

Purgatory swiped the captured saber in the air, commanding a group of young Lu Bo to fill and build the front line, creating more output space for the rest of the players in the back row.

"Come on, junior sister—!"

The little Sarkaz with the visor tied on the side of his head opened his arms to hug him,

"Get ready, combine-body-technique!"

The immature child's voice yelled lines that made Xie Pude feel ashamed,

God!

What on earth am I going to do with this dungeon! !

The Donglong girl hugged the little Sakaz with embarrassment, and the latter held the stick in both hands to store energy——a long column of flames exploded!After piercing through and clearing the road ahead, the fire scene was straight and scorched, and the scorched fragrance wafted up, and I was stunned to see Xie Pode, who was acting as a "human flesh increase shelf".

…this,

Is this the strength of Jackworth No.2?

That No.1...

The Donglong girl looked to the other side, and she was wearing a flower on the head of the Forsaken who somehow found it by herself, the little Caprini, the coconut brown hair with tender horns spiraled, and the sheep's tail exposed from the shirt was shaking happily from time to time.

... Feeling so laid back?

In fact, the more leisurely ones are still in the back row,

"Two kings, one two."

"In red."

"Your sister, we are playing poker!"

The "Reaper" player who has seriously degenerated into a larva raises his sickle and angrily knocks on the "Splatter" player who is also degraded next to him.

"Play seriously, play seriously!"

"Good, good, good, play seriously, ... machine gun left"

"Logistics, right! Logistics, right!"

Because all the "monsters" made the front row fight and bored, the Haisi players who got together to play cards fought for "operational" reasons.

From a distance, it looks like a sunflower beating a hermit crab, and then being approached by a few ostrich eggs to persuade them to fight.

"Are we going to break up a fight?"

"I don't know, let's have fun."

Even the "eight-year-old" Jagwaz Sarkaz mages, who were still muscular, sat together and chatted with each other.

"Are we going to export?"

"I don't know, but the line of soldiers has been eaten by the senior brother and the Wolves. What is the output?"

"That's right, let's start doing the task given by the bishop."

The Sarkaz player took out a large stack of one-inch advertisements promoting Black Mountain Company from his bag,

At the end of all the players, in a half-neglected corner, several "parts" are running around on a pile of "meat".

"Legs! Who is the hydraulic power of the mecha! Hurry up!"

"I have been fighting for Gundam all my life, and one day I have to fight myself!"

"Hurry up and keep up with the lower hanging weapon parts, put them on and put them on!"

But the efficiency is insufficient, and the assembly speed is very slow.

The soldiers attacked fiercely, and the battle resounded on the farm, but looking across the field, there were only two "adults", Xie Pode and Purgatory.

The "cubs" of all ethnic groups fought with the enemy,

It's like a teacher leading the kindergarten to kick the gym, and the seniors leading the elementary school students to fight in groups.

The two who participated in it were silent,

The playwright who was watching through the script was also silent.

what happened? ?A group of kids? ? ?

Why are there a group of children here? ?He also did the same thing as the psychopaths who were killed!

The son inherits the father's business? ?

Lifting up his stunned glasses, the playwright opened the script and saw waves of "child soldiers" pouring into the castle. Messing up and messing up, the development of the plot is exactly the same as last time, the only difference is,

Is it because this group of people started posting small advertisements in place after finishing the fight? ? ?

Montenegro? ?Staff recruitment? ?

Stop it, what are you doing here! !

Don't spray anything on the wall! !

Blood pressure rose again, the playwright gritted his teeth, and opened the script to write,

Once it's done, let's write all these characters to death! !

"........."

I thought so in my heart, but the pen I raised didn't come off.

"........."

No, you can’t do such untechnical things as writing characters to death directly,

Allowing myself to make this kind of novice mistake is a complete sacrilege of my career.

Putting down the pen, the playwright put his hands on the table to redo and calm down, rolled his eyes, and thought about the countermeasures...

...This group of people seems to be disordered, but in fact there seems to be some kind of pattern?

But what kind of law?

The playwright doesn't know,

What he knows best now is that before he finds the "law" to solve the root cause of the problem,

I'm afraid I have to work overtime...

……

……

……

……

Woo~ I can finally get off work~

The fox tail twisted, Zero glanced at the things on the soft straw, and closed the lid of the box contentedly.

After get off work in the workshop, the little guys who smelled of engine oil and iron filings left all kinds of machines one after another, chatted and went away.

The recruited players have relevant operating experience in reality,

Although I still have to act as a worker in the game and do real things, but there is no way, the reward is really hard to refuse.

~Anyway, the salary is paid by the bishop~

All the workers are happy, and Zero himself is also happy,

The previous munitions manufacturing was actually not that profitable. The demand for Blood Rage rockets was not much, and there were no large conflict instances recently, so it has been a long time since Zero has been able to make such "happy" money.

Now as long as you deliver the sample gun to the bishop to complete the test, you can play nia happily~~

Holding the storage box in his arms, the little fox passed by a piece of dry grass wagging his tail. He felt that the shoelaces were loose, so he put down the things and tied them tightly.

A mass of white and red thing rushed out of the grass, before Ling could react!He ran to the dead tree by the roadside with the gun case.

"NIA!!!!"

"Busy~ Let me see what you made~" The dragon's tail hung down against the tree trunk, and Nian grinned at the little fox under the tree with a grin, opened the box, and took out a black stick from it. The "three-barreled blunderbuss", pursing his lips slightly, threw off the "three-barreled blunderbuss", and looked carefully at the hole of the gun.

"give me back!!!"

"Hey, are you in a hurry for a hammer? I'll pay you back after a while~ I won't bite (bite) you."

(Translation: Whoops, what are you in a hurry for? I'll give it back after I've seen it. I don't bite.)

Looking at the sample gun that I made, it seemed that I could hand it in to complete the task, but was cut off halfway, and was fiddled with at will in front of my face. Ling was angry and anxious, but because of his short legs, he could only jump under the dead tree In a hurry.

"Yo? What you made looks like a firecracker... Hey, look! It's quite interesting, but the suspension is not safe!"

(Translation: This is a firecracker you made... Hey look, it's interesting stuff, but it's loose and unstable here.)

In front of Zero, Nian opened and closed the three-barreled shotgun.

"Give it back to me!! Bastard! Speak Mandarin!!"

The guy on the tree is half cooked,

Because I would run around every now and then to peep around and steal things!Still love whoring for nothing!

"Give it back to me! Give it back to me! Give it back to me!!"

"For you?" Switching to Yan Guo's "official dialect", Nian glanced at the little fox at last, then clicked his lips, shook his head and continued to play with the shotgun.

"The structure is not stable, take this and hand it in—" Swinging it hard, "I'm afraid something will happen!"

It was thrown away again, and the unstable parts finally loosened and fell off unwillingly, and the barrel fell off and fell to the feet of Zero under the tree.

The little fox was taken aback,

"........."

*Increased workload to go back and redo?

------Dividing line------

My script needs to be rewritten, your guns need to be reloaded, and we all have a bright future. (happiness)

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Volume 250 Columbia: Chapter [-] The Logical Rules of the Players

Thanks to someone's random inspection in [-], Zero had to go back with the broken gun and reload it.

Pulling open the parts box that stores the parts, the result was too much force, and the box fell out and fell to the ground, scattered on the ground.

Parts were scattered on the ground, similar to the situation in the old castle far away.

Tore off the hand of a certain player's corpse, and inserted it into the "living bolt gun" with a damaged handle. The arm of the blood dragon door was bumped, and the "parts" of the "mismatched" torn off and thrown away were scattered around the feet of the alien. .

"Here~!! First Blood Lord!!"

Yakumogua jumped up from the corridor, and Longmen raised his gun on guard. After confirming that he saw the player ID above his head, he put down his weapon.

"Bayun melon? Just you?"

"Hey, the last remaining Hanhan hit himself offline too hard, and the group will be wiped out~"