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Chapter 292

There were thick black and gray clouds in the sky embraced each other, like a bunch of sheep huddled together to keep warm.

This was originally the season of autumn, at least in other places, but in the sky and in Ximu Town, the north wind was already howling and the first snow was coming.

Every household's chimneys were filled with smoke from fragments of Mars. The smell of smoked sausages could be spread far away. Through the window, the red flames were particularly warm in the twilight mist.

There is also a sea of ​​joy in the Sleeping Giant Hotel. Lord Hood held a dinner here today, on the one hand, to celebrate the arrival of the 72nd official resident of Ximu Town, and on the other hand, to practice it for the young warriors in Ximu Town.

A month is about to end, and the hunting team is about to embark on its fifth service journey.

Of course, the most important thing is to practice it for another person.

As an anti-virus hunter who has just been promoted to C level, he has no team, no backer, and no luck, just caught up with the cold winter every five years. Fourth, he still has to deal with those unknown cold guns and hidden arrows.

The situation is very serious. Hood, Gordon, and even the little fox girl understand how important Mu Shaoan's next expedition will be.

But at this moment, they did not dare to express their concerns at all. Only when they looked at the backyard of the hotel inadvertently would they feel a little worried.

My own boss is still running.

No one knows why. In fact, in the past half month, except for Lin Xiaolan's unexpected visit, Mu Shaoan has been silent. His whole body is very gloomy, like a wounded beast.

The entire backyard of the hotel has long been listed as a forbidden area by the little fox girl, and no one is allowed to approach it, and even she herself is not allowed. This is the only place she thinks she can help.

Time is passing by little by little, and it is getting closer and closer to midnight. After this time period, he will set off at any time.

However, Mu Shaoan was not in a hurry at all. To be precise, when he realized what mistake he had made, he no longer cared about whether he had completed this precondition, nor did he deliberately remember how many laps he had run, how many meters each lap was converted into, whether he could persevere to the end, and what should he do if he lost?

Don't think about it all,

Yes, he underestimated the enemy, he became confident, he became inflated, he became willful, he was proud. Although these things did not appear very clearly, there is no doubt that over the past period of time, his continuous victory and his sharpness as he passed five levels and six generals, inevitably made him a little arrogant.

It's not obvious at ordinary times, even during battles.

Only this time, the simplest long-distance run, made him lose so badly, and he was simply a complete defeat.

Only then did he feel horrified and suddenly realize how stupid he is.

He can be ostentatious, laugh out loud, and be unscrupulous, but he cannot forget the vigilance he should have and cannot forget his original intention.

Only by not forgetting your original intention can you achieve the end.

So yesterday he slept all day and night, and then started again at midnight, and kept his feet on the ground. Every step, every lap, every kilometre is no longer a specific number, no longer a meaning, no longer a desire for a certain amount of extravagance. The only thing left is the return of the soul and the precipitation of the pursuit of power.

He was like a prodigal son who returned from a distance, dispersing his willful and arrogant attitude when he was young.

It is also like a journey in a prosperous and turbid world, seeing through the worldly feelings in the vast sea of ​​people.

It is still like withered leaves, waiting calmly for its destination in the center of the bleak autumn wind.

Life and death, ups and downs, human feelings, swords and shadows,

Whether it is the terrifying waves or the setting sun and evening breeze, I only guard the tranquility of a bay.

No one, no self.

As midnight approaches, Mu Shaoan, who is running suddenly stopped slowly, sweating, unshaven, sweaty, and smelly, but his eyes are as bright as stars.

"boss?"

The little fox girl tiptoed over, wanting to speak but stopping. She couldn't see any changes in Mu Shaoan, because at this time he was like the dark night, hiding very deeply, very deep. Only truly powerful people, such as Delphin, could see the truth hidden in the boundless night. It was a long sword unsheathed, extremely sharp.

"I'm fine, go and take out my equipment. Are everything ready? I mean food, drinking, etc.." Mu Shaoan smiled slightly. In the past half month, he had almost lost a lot of weight and had a lot of beard growing, so this smile was very strange.

"Well, you're all ready, but boss, are you sure you don't need me to shave you?" The little fox girl said with a heartache. Oh, although the boss is not very handsome, at least he is a little handsome. How can he take out the bearded person to see someone now?

"Let's talk about it when I come back, I'm leaving."

Mu Shaoan waved his hand casually, put on his equipment carelessly, and walked through the firewall of the LAN in the dark and went directly to the headquarters of the Ninth Legion. He had to transfer directly to the Central Station from there. This is the authority of C-level and he could set out in advance.

As for the headquarters of the Ninth Legion, it is not a very luxurious place. Now Mu Shaoan already knows that the Chaos Base has a main system to see the overall situation.

Then there are nine second-level branch systems, which are the nine major war zones.

Then, under each second-level branch system, there will be eighteen third-level branch systems, which are the eighteen so-called legions in each war zone.

Therefore, without a legion commander, there will be a commander-in-chief of the war zone or something.

These main systems and second-level branch systems and third-level branch systems are responsible for posting various tasks to all anti-virus hunters, and the tasks will be different depending on the situation.

For example, when I was in the New Guard, Mu Shaoan received a task that was released by the third-level branch system, including the League of Legends World, Pande World, which were released by the third-level branch system. In other words, these were all tasks released from the Ninth Legion headquarters.

But when it comes to Crossfire World, it becomes an assessment and selection task issued by the secondary branch system.

As for Mu Shaoan's later forced random tasks, it was a task issued by the central main system of the Chaos Base.

However, there is a misunderstanding here, that is, the tasks issued by the main system do not mean that the main system understands everything and controls everything. In this way, communication with major platforms led by the st platform, agreement on employment treaties, responsibilities, and quotation instructions, and through various methods and various calculations, the main task will be given in the end.

In short, the main system of Chaos Base is not omnipotent. In the same sentence, this is just a war dealer.

At this time, passing through the LAN firewall, Mu Shaoan found that he was already in a somewhat quiet waiting room. There were only a few people sitting on chairs and whispering something in the entire hall. There was also a homeless man sleeping soundly on the waiting chair.

Judging from the surrounding environment, this is clearly a station in a small county town in reality. Since it is midnight now, there are very few passengers.

In fact, this is the first time Mu Shaoan has come to the headquarters of the Ninth Legion. He has been looking at several stores in the waiting room for a long time, and finally, he finally saw a line of small notes that are almost impossible to notice by normal people, which says, the headquarters of the Ninth Legion (Shunshunfa Grocery Store)

It tastes like an underground party joint.

Mu Shaoan glanced at the Shunshunfa grocery store not far away. The store was closed. The store was pitiful. The goods inside were not new. I guess no passengers were willing to visit. On the wooden bed in the store, a giant panda was lying on his back and sleeping soundly. You could vaguely see the nameplate on the guy's chest, the Ninth Legion mailroom.

Back in the seat, Mu Shaoan began to wait. They did not need a ticket. From the Ninth Army to the Central Station, there would be a special express train every fifteen minutes, although I don’t know what the operating rules are.

Only then did he begin to study his iron-blocked talent that was finally strengthened and successfully.

As he expected, it was very powerful.

First of all, the upper limit of health points, and another 100 points were obtained, which allowed his total health points to reach 1770 points.

Secondly, the number of layers of Iron Wall Talent can reach the highest sixth level from the original highest level.

Third, for each layer of iron wall upgrade, the exemption value will change from 5% to 6%.

If the above is just the meaning of the question and is not so surprising, then the last benefit of the reinforced iron wall really makes Mu Shaoan feel that he has not endured his hardships.

"Unforcing means that when the health drops below 20%, the temporary incoming effect will be activated passively. Within fifteen seconds, any attack damage from the outside will be forced to be exempted by 80%, cooldown time, 30 minutes."

This can definitely be called a way to save your life.

"Mu Shaoan?"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded. Mu Shaoan looked up and found that he was really an old acquaintance. He once the administrator of Ximu Town LAN, the man Xiong Chabayev, was wearing rough steel armor, a huge horn helmet on his head, a big sword on his back, and two small throwing axes on his waist. He was holding a thick steel shield in his left hand. If it weren't for his iconic beard, he would have almost no recognition.

"Hey, Mr. Chabayev? Long time no see."

After a moment of stunned , Mu Shaoan quickly stood up and said with a smile , Although this man was so damn, if it weren't for his bankruptcy, there wouldn't be the prosperity of Ximu Town now , Mu Shaoan himself wouldn't have been able to wander where he would have been?

And neither of them celebrates the festival.

I guess this guy is quite embarrassed. In his hands, Ximu Town is simply unable to make ends meet and is almost out of stock. As a result, he was forced to exile and is still the same as he is now. The wandering program soldier who was once seen by him has grown to the height of walking side by side with him.

"Hehe, it's really been a long time since we met. Are you in a very unlucky way to participate in this battle?"

As the man said, he sat on the waiting chair with a thud, and suddenly he heard a squeaking sound. This guy’s tonnage is quite large. If he included armor and weapons, it was at least 300 kilograms.

"Yes, I was notified five hours ago."

Mu Shaoan also sat down on the other side and said.

"Sanren?" Renxiong asked again inquiring.

"What?"
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