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He suddenly understood why the last batch of players failed.

But even so, he has to follow the path of the previous batch of players.

Some things are more important than killing Abel.

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Chapter 127 That’s it. Let’s eat something good first.

Elegant and soothing symphony resounded in this large banquet hall. The splendid decoration decorated the place like a divine kingdom in the sky. The dome was painted with murals of stars in the sky, wrapped in obscure but beautiful religious symbols. This starry sky lowered a compassionate beam of light toward the ground.

Rather than saying that this is a clinic for treatment, it is better to say that it is some kind of religious art appreciation meeting.

Zixu withdrew his gaze, and took a hard bite of the ice cream muffin in his hand.

Apart from anything else, at least the afternoon tea provided here is quite good. It is quite difficult to find such desserts to enjoy outside.

As for what's going to happen next, that's

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We have to wait until after dinner, after all, this way, even if we can discuss the truth, we will be more energetic.

So Zixu started showing off the desserts on the table without any psychological pressure, with the air of a starved ghost reincarnated.

As for things that are not ashamed, Zixu has always been indifferent.

Let's not talk about whether the people around him can make him lose a piece of meat by looking more at him, even if the name he uses now is not his own, and he is not the one who lost him, so Zixu doesn't care at all.

Soul Guy Zixu: But I have to say, rumors are as fierce as tigers.

Meat Pigeon Suffers Salted Fish: What?Did you encounter the public opinion offensive of the wine newspaper in Casimir?

Soul Guy Zixu: Oh, that hasn't started yet, and I don't have much traffic, and people don't like red wine.

Soul Lao Zixu: I just want to say that the speed of rumors spread is too fast, and basically after uploading, it is completely different from the real situation.

Norman: So, do the Casimir people now think that the Watermelon Knife Knight is a middle-aged man who has been divorced three times and has two children?

Drinking collapse fluid: Your composition is a bit mixed, I can't say it well.

Soul Guy Zixu: In fact, it is similar to what Norman said... except that the object is slightly different.

Meat pigeon suffers from salted fish: What is the difference?

Hun Lao Zixu: Cough, don’t say it.

Lobotomy Director Blisk: But what Zixu said is correct, many things change when they are passed on.

Lobe Supervisor Brisk: It can only be said that people’s creativity is endless when it comes to gossip.

Drinking Collapsing Fluid: Although but...how did you get so interested in this topic today?

Lobotomy Director Blisk: Just feeling it.

Blisk shook his head and closed the group chat, lamenting in his heart that there is no truth in this world anymore.

He didn't know why there was a setting of infertility in the character he created.

And why did she fall in love with a man inexplicably?If this is the result of the inner analysis of the Terran people on NTR lovers, then Briscoe thinks that the Terran people don't understand NTR too much.

But then again, the scale of the banquet in front of me was beyond my imagination.

Blisk originally thought that the scale of the final atonement should be smaller, but he never thought that the number of people would be nearly a hundred.

But if you take a closer look, Blisk finds that most of them are very reserved, and their attire is also different from the ordinary members he met in the club, let alone being invited to make the final atonement of senior members.

"Is it more like an ordinary person who has lived in the city of infected people for a long time?" Blisk raised a glass of red wine to his face, slightly covering his face: "In other words, these people should not be guilty of one crime and all good The target group... is the group receiving drug assistance together?

"If this is the calculation, then that drug aid must have other effects, and at the same time, this effect can attract so many people infected with oriosis."

Blisk narrowed his eyes. The answer to this guess is not difficult to come up with. For the people living here, the biggest attraction is that they can cure their ore disease.

But how to cure it?Brisk also knew the background of the Terran world. The expressiveness of ore disease surpassed that of terminal illness, and there were only ways to contain it but not a cure.

Of course, it's nonsense for Brisk to think that ore sickness can be suppressed by maintaining a good mood.

With such doubts, Blisk began to think about the treatments available in Lobe Company.

To be honest, through the observation of the epidemic doctor, Blisk believes that some abnormalities in the Lobotomy Corporation can also cure the ore disease, such as the existence of the queen who hates.

But the problem is that Blisk doesn't think they can perfectly control these abnormalities and use them for their own purposes.

So what will it be?Or is it all just a hoax?

Before Blisk could get the answer, the symphony's music suddenly changed, announcing that the foreplay of the banquet was over and it was time for the "main meal".

Under the guidance of the waiter, the crowd was divided into two categories, and thus the people who treated the ore disease and those who finally repented were also distinguished.

Briscoe crossed his arms and looked towards the stage, and then he saw a huge cross being slowly pushed out.

A heavy cross made of steel penetrated the huge skull on it, and metal thorns stained with blood were woven into a laurel crown and worn on it. All of this was like a victim walking out of an oil painting.

Sure enough, one crime and one hundred virtues... Blisk nodded secretly, which was not beyond his expectation.

After the epidemic doctor began to perform his own violet baptism, the one crime and one hundred virtues used to counter the epidemic doctor also appeared, which is also in line with the logic of the game design.

In addition to expelling one crime and one hundred virtues, another thing was pushed up.

From the outside, the equipment is filled with a barbaric bloody texture, a large number of glass bottles are connected to the yellow plastic hose, the liquid in them flows down the hose, and below it, a living The rusty iron pot serves as a liquid transfer station inside the set.

And in the middle of this set of equipment, there are rows of brand new steel needles, which are directly connected to the iron pot, and at the same time are wrapped by a spring mechanism.

This should be some kind of automated injection device that just needs to put the arm in the middle, then

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The user only needs to step on the pedal to complete a drug injection.

Blisk looked at the solution in those glass bottles, and after distinguishing for a while, he determined that it was the color of blood plasma.

A familiar feeling came to his heart, making him wonder if he went to the wrong set.

There was not much nonsense. After a simple speech by a master of ceremonies, the confession and treatment began.

The person whose name is called will walk out of the crowd and walk onto the stage under the lead of the waiter to receive the injection of medicine.

According to the master of ceremonies, the final confession needs to wait an hour after the injection to allow the drug to fully react.

Brisk looked at the first group of people who had completed the injection, trying to find some clues from their expressions.

In fact, the changes were quite obvious. After the blood plasma entered their bodies, it immediately began to play a role.

There was a man with ore disease lesions on his face. After the vaccination, the lesions on his face became looser visible to the naked eye.

In less than 10 minutes, the proliferating Originium lesion partly fell off, exposing the bright red new epidermis underneath.

This confirmed that this was not a simple surgical operation, nor a physical removal of lesions, but a true removal of the Originium components from the body.

After witnessing this, some people who had only come to participate in the final confession also had a thoughtful and fanatical look on their faces.

"Mr. Lin Luo!"

The master of ceremonies called out the name loudly, and then some noisy crowd fell silent.

Humans are born gossip creatures, and everyone present knew that there was such a wonderful person in the arena in a very short period of time.

So when this name was called, everyone wanted to see what the person who could do such a great job looked like.

"I'm here."

"I'm here."

But to everyone's surprise, there were actually two responses at the same time.

The crowd immediately stepped aside like the receding sea, and isolated the two sources of sound that responded.

And the answerer was also curious about who else in the venue responded to this name, and at the same time, he affirmed in his heart that his poor reputation must be a good thing done by the other party.

Then, among the dispersed crowd, Zixu and Blisk finally saw each other.

The eyes of the two men met for ten thousand years.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country, I am very happy.

Shock, excitement, nostalgia, and joy are intertwined.

In the end, these swarming emotions condensed into the warm concern of the two group friends for each other, and ran out of their mouths:

"Good boy! It turns out it was you, a coward!" x2

"You are still the villain and sue first!" x2

"Still, you're still fighting!" x2

"My brother Lin Zi's fame has been ruined by you!" x2

"Just wait, I will start a group chat @林子哥 and announce your scandal!" x2

The two bad guys suddenly blushed and became thick-necked. The tough guy temperament and the decadent young man all turned into a non-existent reality in this moment, leaving only the scolding of the old lady in the vegetable market.

The two also got closer and closer in the dispute, and finally reached out and grabbed each other's collar.

But before the two of them could argue with each other, there was a heavy knock on the door.

The sound didn't even sound like knocking on the door, but like slamming a hammer against a load-bearing wall.

"Who! You are so immoral, didn't you see people talking here?!" x2

Zixu and Blisk turned their heads at the same time, cursing loudly.

"it's me."

A voice that made the two of them tremble subconsciously came from behind the door.

The door of the banquet hall opened, and Lin Luo was standing there holding a cactus sign in his hand.

The smile on his face is amiable.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country again, I can't help it.

Perhaps at this moment, the surging emotions overwhelmed the thinking of the two of them, making the two rotten people stand there dumbfounded.

After a while, Zixu, whose body reacted faster than his brain, put down his hand that was holding Brisk's collar, and took out two small cakes from the dining table not far away.

He stuffed one cake into his own mouth and the other into Blisk's gaping mouth.

The body instinctively sensed the tragic future, and made the best choice that the body thought—it couldn’t escape anyway, so let’s eat something good first.

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Chapter 128 Brother Lin Zi is playing well!

Solemn, majestic, and full of heaviness, this living room converted from a large performance hall can be said to be extremely luxurious, fully embodying the low-key elegance and luxury pursued by Victorian nobles.

In the hall, countless religious works of art are placed here in an extremely harmonious posture. They contain each other's heavy feeling, and the stories contained in each work of art are integrated into the atmosphere of this hall.

All these complement each other, and ultimately, people in this place can feel that a secret, magnificent epic picture scroll is slowly rolling towards them, trying to pull themselves into that glorious history of the past.

And in the grand place, conspiracies and plots are flowing freely, invisible poisonous gas is bred here, and grows and expands step by step.

Big, waiting for the tiger to come out

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The moment of the cage came.

Everyone here will leave their mark at a certain moment in history and become a punctuation mark at a turning point in the future.

How magnificent! ...At least, before the appearance of those three male humans, all of this should have been developed in this way.

But all of this, at this moment, was completely wiped out under the efforts of three men.

To be honest, the current scene can't be said to be brothers and sisters, it can also be said to be a chicken and a dog jumping.

To describe it in a little more abstract terms, that is, the first victim of Jiuzhuanchangchang is holding his hand and a cactus brand, and carefully caressing the two chefs who cooked this feast.

Obviously, all this is very unfair to the cactus brand.

"Infertility, right! Cheating, right! Green slave, right!"

Lin Luo's pace was like a ghost. No matter how Zi Xu and Blisk tried to distance themselves, they would always be shrouded in his shadow.