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530, concept god

 A huge storm has subsided, but they all know that there will be other tasks tomorrow, and the stories during the tasks can only be stories, and there will be no reunion after just one page.

In the early morning of the next day, they heard the story from last night at Brother Zhang's place. Almost everyone was angry, but very powerless. The most angry person here was Xiaodou. She wished she could go and give the woman to him right now.

It's a shame, but there is no valid reason after all.

"Okay, get up, get up." Fairy Girl was the first to stand up at this time. He clapped his hands and tried to boost morale: "Cheer up, life is like this. It never treats anyone with kindness. There are too many people in the world.

There are too many injustices, let’s try to level them as many as possible! Get up and work!”

As the captain, Xiangu's combat ability is actually the worst, but everyone recognizes him as the captain, and only he can boost morale. After several people stood up one after another, Xiangu opened the communication device and rummaged carefully.

: "It's strange. There are obviously a lot less requests for help today. Wait for me to call and ask."

Today's anomaly surprised Xiangu, because when she turned on the communicator in the morning, there would be at least twenty requests for help for high-level tasks, but today there was only one, and just when Xiangu was about to call for help, someone from other groups was

Got a head start.

He called the boss and asked about it, but the boss didn't know too much, so he continued to call his superiors and waited until he got to the level of the regional director before he got an answer.

It turns out that just in the past few days, volunteer teams that took on separate tasks began to appear one after another among the originally disbanded groups. At first, there were only one or two, but later on, seven percent of them took part in one day.

The senior team of about ten resumed accepting missions on a completely compulsory basis.

The emergence of high-end force suddenly eased the busy situation.

After hearing the news, Xiangu immediately opened the online mode of various groups and found that the original row of gray avatars had lit up in various directions. The paths of these people clearly appeared on the communicator, like shining lines.

The light path completely illuminates the entire map.

"Perhaps this is the word "xia" rooted in the blood." Seeing this, Xian Gu felt that all the blood in her body was excited, and he handed the communicator to his team members.

Looking at the pulsating paths above, some avatars that suddenly lighted up, and the communication group that had been immersed in it for a long time became lively again, the negative energy they received from the dark world was instantly washed away.

Lost.

Some people in the group also asked curious questions. For example, someone asked in Shaanxi dialect: "East China Four Special Group Two, why did you show up?"



A man with a strong Shandong accent soon appeared over there and said: "I can't stay idle at home, so come out and find some work to share with my brothers."

Then another strong broad spectrum popped up: "I'm in Hong Kong with you, and I want Hong Kong's standard Mandarin."

The Northeastern group immediately began to laugh at you: "You can't hold back your words. Your accent is just like mine."

As more and more avatars lit up, by 8:30 in the morning, the entire communicator almost returned to the previous level. At this time, a lazy voice in the central group began to speak in administrator mode.

: "First of all, I thank you all for your selflessness. But I still want to make it clear to you that in the rectification stage, if there is an accident, there will probably be no pension. Do you understand what I mean? You have no identity at this stage.

.”

"If I'm afraid of death, I won't be able to do this. Don't be wordy."

"Farm means rigidity."

"Brothers, I will perform a flying plume down three thousand feet for everyone later!"

Although the worst results have been reported from above, it seems that none of these fools really care. The online speed of the advanced group is still increasing at a steady rate, and finally settled at 97%.

The monitor that used to have a few lonely lines running back and forth is now densely covered with signs of mission execution. Some are shouting in the group to ask their base to quickly prepare lunch and go back to eat after finishing the work. There are individual Aite people communicating.

Information. There are strange phenomena encountered during the mission.

"They're back, they're all back."

Fairy Girl shouted excitedly: "Almost all the people in the senior group are back."

"Hey, which group completed the super ghost yesterday? I planned to go and have a look today, but you guys completed it today. You guys are so fast."

Someone in the group mentioned the task that Xiangu and the others completed yesterday. Xiangu immediately said that it was them, but was soon intercepted by another group. Someone in the group posted a photo, it was Grandpa Niu and Little Potato Xu who were left alone

He took a photo of the Buddha and said: "It was jointly executed by two groups."

"Gundam!"

"I just came back after seeing this Gundam!"

"!

!Gundam! Lend me to play for a few days, boss."

"Where did the Gundam come from!

!”

"Leader, when will we release the Gundam??"

For a moment, the group almost exploded. Countless people expressed their surprise and praise for Grandpa Niu's Gundam, but the dazzling golden body was ignored by them...

This made Fairy Girl very unhappy. On the contrary, Xiaodou persuaded him for a long time before he suppressed his unwillingness. However, there is a saying that the Gundam is really handsome, especially the shape and practicality of the Eight Swords spider-shaped robot. These masters

It's natural for them to be excited.

After a while, Brother Zhang found Xiangu and asked him for a communicator. Then he sat there and started taking pictures of his notes from last night. After taking pictures, he roughly explained the reasons for the formation and characteristics of the super ghost.

"Damn, why are there such people in the world?"

"I know, I know. I also watched his live broadcast. I didn't expect it was him."

"Brothers, who is free and rich? Go and avenge our master."

"Such a strong player actually self-destructed. Sigh... To be honest, with this little power, I have more than 1,500 ways to kill that couple. It's really unnecessary. You're harming others and yourself."

The direction of discussion in the group quickly shifted from Gundam to here, and many people who were on their way to the mission coordinates began to discuss ways to punish him.

But no matter how they discussed it, Brother Zhang had no intention of asking, because he had already done what he was supposed to do and told the story to others. If someone wanted to do it, he would do it. If no one did, it was reasonable.

, after all, not everything needs a result.

"What are we going to do next?"

Jiang Piaozhou asked curiously.

The fairy lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Let's take a few days off and take my sister shopping for clothes. She doesn't have any decent clothes until now."

"I have it." Xiaodudou pulled on his short sleeves: "It's a big brand, Meiban."

Because this group of heroes became unconvinced overnight, and order began to be restored one after another, Xiangu naturally chose to rest. After all, they had been a little tired during this period, and as the captain, she was coordinating the team members.

His working life is his most important job.

"I wonder if someone pushed here? Why did they all come online so neatly all of a sudden?"

Jiang Muzhou suddenly asked this question when he was eating hot pot at noon, and no one could answer this question. The fairy girl sat there and her round face turned into a square face, but she didn't understand.

It wasn't until he started browsing short videos while he was resting after eating that he discovered that the images and scenes of their battle in the ghost world last night had actually been posted online.

And it was shot from a very professional angle, which is more exciting and exciting than a Hollywood blockbuster. Whether it’s Jiang Muzhou’s flying sword, Grandpa Niu’s Gundam, or Little Potato’s golden body, this kind of animation has an oriental science fiction quality.

The content immediately captured the hearts of young people all over the Internet. Their tactical instructions, dialogues and action paths were all clearly captured, and there were even special close-up shots of them at high speed when the spell was activated.

They didn't know who took this picture, but these pictures were actually posted on the Internet. Their fierce battle looked very heart-wrenching, and the AOE skills looked very cool. On a certain website, this

A one-hour and forty-five-minute high-octane clip has already topped the charts, with people all over the screen saying "so handsome".

To outsiders looking at this thing, many people thought it was a clip from some movie or a pilot film. Although there is no plot, the pictures alone are worth the price of admission. The most exciting part is the third-person mecha perspective.

The fusion of the golden body and the mecha is completely different from the Western-style mecha movie. There are complete demonstrations of hundreds of spells, such as Little Potato's spreading beans and becoming an army, and Jiang Piao's swordsmanship.

Golden Lotus, it’s all about visual effects.

Especially in the last few seconds, the combination of rowing and Xiangu - Swimming on the Jianhe River. The effect of the flying sword that fills the screen and is enough to burn up the graphics card is far beyond what ordinary green screens can achieve. It is so immersive and real that

The hair on the person’s body stands on end.

After watching the excitement, only experts can see the deeper things inside, because only experts know that the logos worn by the people inside belong to the security group, and that the techniques and equipment inside are only available to senior groups.

.

These guys were bored sitting at home. When they saw people killing each other, many people's blood boiled. Then Xiangu and the others became the kindling that ignited the blood in everyone's hearts.

As a result, the video was released yesterday, and today the senior team couldn't bear it and started going online.

"I think it might have been taken by that person last night." Brother Zhang looked at the videos on his phone, then pursed his lips: "He was originally the anchor."

"It's possible." Fairy Gu touched her chin and said with a smile, "But I'm the only one among us who has shown my face. How embarrassing is that."

Jiang Piaozhou narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "This is not necessarily a good thing. You should be more careful next time."

"Well, don't worry, there will be no problem. Our team will not be separated. I will be at the base when we are separated, so it will not be a big problem." Xian Gu chuckled: "I have to call my mother and let her watch her son on TV.

.”

After this little episode, their schedule in the afternoon did not change much. They just took Xiaotuo to buy some clothes and shoes. Even though she made a lot of money, Xiaotuo was a thief and the shoes under her feet never cost more than thirty yuan.

It's money, and she thinks these are already very good.

As for Brother Zhang, he did not join them in the activities, but went to find Ms. Jin for afternoon tea. The two sat in the cafe eating snacks and drinking coffee, and then shared their findings during this period.

"You worked really hard to win against me." Ms. Jin chuckled and said, "You men have a really weird desire to win."

Brother Zhang was noncommittal, but suddenly asked: "What if you meet a concept god?"

"Concept God?" Ms. Jin frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Just yesterday..."

Brother Zhang told Ms. Jin about the person yesterday. The general meaning is that if the person yesterday goes one step further, he will become a conceptual god who can not only control ghosts but even rules within a certain range.

It's a pity that he didn't finish it just one step away.

Here comes the problem, just like if you find a cockroach at home, don’t take any chances, there will definitely be more cockroaches hiding in the corners, and the same is true for Concept God. As long as there is a loophole in the world, Concept God can be born.

Then it will definitely be born.

Can Brother Zhang solve this problem? Of course he can. But the problem is that the problem itself is not a problem. If it is not a problem, Brother Zhang cannot take the initiative to interfere.

That's why he asked such a question.

"What you say means what you say?" Ms. Jin asked curiously: "Does that mean someone can change the rules?"

"Well, there will be." Brother Zhang pursed his lips: "Can you win?"

"If I'm within the rules, I can't win, but I'm not within the rules. I don't have to abide by the laws of physics. What can they do to me?"

"But what about your friends?" After Brother Zhang finished speaking, he drank his coffee in one gulp: "Go and send a message to the people in the Three Realms and tell them not to go too far. The world itself is about to start a confrontation."

Brother Zhang discovered this very keenly, because the concept god itself does not belong to the upper three realms. It is something created by the world itself to fix bugs or eliminate viruses.

Or to put it simply, for example, Brother Zhang is the chairman of the head office. The concept god born in each world is the programmer of the branch. Brother Zhang’s goal is to ensure the smooth operation of the entire system, and these programmers are responsible for eliminating bugs.

.

In other words, the new gods of the upper three realms have been identified as bugs, and the birth of the conceptual gods is only a matter of time.

"Why send it?"

Ms. Jin smiled brightly and said the most terrifying and cruel words in the most gentle and charming tone: "One hundred thousand gods and Buddhas, ninety-nine thousand should die."


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