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

"Wait to die! You ignorant bug! TK551 is a biological weapon designed by Rhine Life with Ursas "Inner Guard" as a reference prototype! Just rely on your accomplices like these fools! Waiting to be caught one by one Lose your head and become a headless chicken!"

Fool……

Thanks to the language gap, if you can understand?

A group of natural disasters rushed up, and one head might not be enough to grab them.

Zhang Zhiqing no longer maintained the "bishop's majesty", and continued to eat with his head buried, while Qiao Mu began to laugh wildly, listening to the gradually clear footsteps, laughing unrestrainedly.

Peng!

The door was violently torn open, and the loud noise made even the fearless players tremble. They dropped the "NPC" who had been damaged by Fang Zhu, and drew out their weapons to stand ready.

Behind the shattered door was a black and terrifying head with dead gray skin, blood-red eyepieces instead of eyes, and punch-like sharp teeth interlaced in the triangular mouth, with a thick fishy liquid flowing... …carried in the hand,

It's him?not him!

"Heh...fake and shoddy imitation, as expected of a small state of rubbish who took advantage of the chaos...Hmph! Get out!"

Boom!

TK551's head hit Chaum's face, smashing his mentality. Ivan Heim squinted at Chaum and the head in disdain, quenched his spit,

"Trying to deconstruct beliefs into brainwashing, trying to mass-produce decisions with formulas, you wait for chopsticks! Even if you chop them up and feed them to dogs, no one will want them!"

Clapping his hands unhappily, Ivan Heim picked up a few dishes openly and left.

It's Zhang Zhiqing's dish,

"Who is that prison uniform tyrant? (Chinese whisper)"

"Maybe it's an NPC from the new faction? Why do you think it's pitiful that the bishop's meal was robbed... (Chinese whisper)"

"Isn't it? The beautiful white hair and red pupils and the arrogant voice didn't enter, so a man can also enter? (Chinese whisper)"

"Not necessarily, I think our bishop may be a homo... (Chinese whisper)"

You are homo!You are homo!Your whole family is homo! !

Maintaining the reservedness of the npc and pretending not to hear, Zhang Zhiqing (who had nothing to eat) (had no choice but to) smile.

"This is gone, what else?"

"------"

Chaum gasped, the sense of crisis oppressed his blank brain and quickly searched for memories, and finally, he shouted as if grasping at straws!

"Warlock!!!!!!"

The sorcerer of Letania responded,

Carrying a bag of money, passing by the door, pulling the eyelids under the cloak and sticking out his tongue to make a face, oiling the soles of his feet, and slipping away.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Thinking is like a thunderbolt!Chaum was completely desperate and collapsed from his seat on the ground. He never thought that it was just because of a bad taste!In less than an hour, he lost so completely! !

Da da,

The rivet boots approached slowly, and the shadow narrowed the distance, looking up, with a benevolent "priest face".

"...I...I I! I!! I'll give you money!! I'll give you money! Listen, I know you're short on money! How much did Vance give you!? Me!"

"Hey,"

"This brother..."

Qiao Mu's face turned pale with fright. Bishop Li Boli patted him on the shoulder, just like the two dead colleagues in the past, he spoke softly, lowered his eyes, and...smiled...

"The scriptures once said: The sage said, don't hurt yourself, we are all here. It also said: Do not kill... Do not commit adultery... Do not steal... Do not bear false witness against others... Do not be greedy..."

"Me! I have many women! Anything is fine!"

"Hatred and anger are the seeds of murder... So you and I sin before God every day. Have we ever spoken harshly? Made a parent cry? Argued with a husband? Made him angry, or rude to a child? scare him?"

"Brother, I don't want to kill, so I won't kill you..."

The bishop explained with his hands stretched sideways in an accordion-like shape.

"No righteous god understands it better. I think gods should be kind and serve the world, so they will naturally give everyone a chance to start over, right?"

"You...you want to let me go?!"

"correct,"

Jom's face was filled with joy, but at the same time, he saw the evil light in the corner of Li Boli's man's eyes.

"But brother, there is a condition."

"What, what?! Me, my money and women!"

"Oh no, no, I don't want women, and I don't want money. I won't get close to women until my morality is done."

"Then you want..."

The outstretched finger poked Chaum's forehead, and the bishop grinned evilly.

"Undress."

"???????????????"

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Volume 31 Columbia: Chapter [-] Our goal is: the whole piece of Terra

What is the ultimate means of humiliating people?

Torture interrogation?Insult and abuse?

It's too.low.level.

Because any torture, torture, and insults always put the body first, followed by the spirit. The body is broken first, and then the spirit is broken.

Is there a method that does not destroy the body but destroys the spirit without violence?

Have……

Chaum*, who is now running out crying in his clothes, is one of the victims of this method.

Damn hillbilly! !Damn hillbilly! !it turns out!it turns out! ! !

Thinking of being undressed and groped under the eyes of everyone, inexplicable shame and anger surged in his heart, like being invited to eat hot dogs by four big guys with little fabric (although it was actually just one a more thorough body search).

But like myself, the dignified warden!How can you suffer such humiliation? !Even if I kiss the shoes of a big shot and pick up the money of a big shot...the pre-orders of a big brand ruin my face...I can say all the good things...but a big shot like myself still has dignity! ! !

How can I bear you? ! ? ! ! !

What?Save my life?Can that call my life? ? ?

That's humiliation! ! !

Qiao Mu*ben decided that after he escaped, he would offer a reward as soon as possible!Let the killer hunters all over Redwood State go after that nasty Bandage Ribery! ,

snort!just wait!

Just knowing how to recite the Bible, do you really consider yourself a priest?Pooh!You are a priest and I was hammered to death by my enemies on the spot! !

Chaum*ben kicked open the door angrily, and before running a few steps, he collided with a strange "egg-shaped robot" in the dark. They chose very different paths.

"Yeah! N.NPC? Are you okay... (Chinese)"

“‘Colombian swearing’!Where are the garbage robots crawling all over the ground!Death to labor and capital! ! "

Qiao Mu*ben pulled out his dagger, and stabbed Haisi player "Three Birds" with a single knife.

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What is the most important thing about playing games?

plot?music?character?fight?

Both can be, but neither is, because in the final analysis, the game is the most important thing.

is happy.

Have fun playing games!Being sacrificed by pigs in the sewer and being bombarded in the trial hall is the joy of suffering, tearing up demons with one hand, and 999 with a knife is the joy of crushing, it is the joy of construction to pay tens of millions of bells to support the islanders, and the king of trash bottle caps is the joy of construction. The joy of harvesting... If a game cannot make people happy and achieve achievements, no matter how hardcore it is, it is just a pure simulator.

"That's why I let my colleagues do it, Brother Jeston."

Jeston, who was untied, stood beside Zhang Zhiqing. He looked at the "prison guard" who was running around the room and put everything in his backpack. He was not like a disaster victim, but better than a disaster victim!

He didn't understand, but he was shocked,

"What kind of people are your subordinates..."

"Wait a minute, are you going to let Chaum *ben go like this?"

"I took what I wanted, why did I get my hands dirty?"

Picking the key with his fingers, Zhang Zhiqing walked aside, groping for every hidden corner,

He doesn't plan to control the player's search,

After all, it’s a limited event after all. After clearing the level but not being allowed to search for the “boss room”, it’s a bit uncomfortable. The game has to be played happily, so that there is hope... so that I can work hard for myself in the future~~~

Is it right!We can build and develop in the future!How can I just work part-time without any hope?

All the donkeys in the production team had to be given a piece of carrot!

What? ?Am I squeezing the surplus value of fellow earthlings? ?

please!This kind of technology that simulates reality and beats the metaverse!Hand it over to the goose factory and pig factory to squeeze it!

At that time, either you will be a noble svip Tianlong person, or you will start virtual work day and night!

"You are still too kind..."

"?"

Looking at Bishop Riberi who opened the safe with the key found on Chaum and took away the documents, Jeston sneered imperceptibly,

"You let Chaum go because of your religious beliefs?"

This is a very powerful person, Jeston guessed, with ambitious goals and a lot of capital, and maybe he has connections with some upper-level organizations... But his foundation in Columbia is unstable, and he urgently needs some powerful people "Locals", and this, is your chance!One can escape the past!An opportunity to truly reach the pinnacle of life!

The information sensitivity of a professional killer made Jeston more confident in his guess.

"You'd rather give your enemy a chance than get blood on your hands, but I can. You want to make a career out of Columbia, don't you?"

"So you can hire me..."

Everyone in the world wants to be famous, and the opportunity is in front of them. What Jeston is doing is how to increase his own interests,

It's just a bargain,

"I can help you train your men and help you do the dirty work, as long as you are willing to pay the price—?"

Someone gently patted his shoulders, and a smile that fits the stereotype of the priest came closer to Jeston, listening to a few gentle whispers.

"I really need someone like you, Brother Jeston, but you got something wrong..."

There was a commotion from the players behind him. It was Anthony. The big white film put a blue "egg-shaped robot" on the ground, stood in curious eyes, and asked a rough voice.

"Which one is Mr. Zhang?"

"here,"

Zhang Zhiqing waved his hands and smiled, as if his innate temperament could not be covered even in a prison uniform.

"You are Mr. Anthony?"

"How is Ms. Saria?"

"Ms. Saria is doing well,"

Anthony walked towards Zhang Zhiqing, Jeston was stunned by the bloody fist, could it be...