Chapter 269 Who among the serious players remembers the official names?
"...it was too late, but it was too late. I did this and that, and then I threw out a dagger, hitting the front of the iron can, catching it off guard! Then I seized the opportunity and pulled out the fuse.
, six grenades exploded simultaneously, engulfing him and me in the explosion of fire!"
on the forum.
The battlefield atmosphere team was vividly describing his heroic performance in the battle and not taking his death seriously at all.
It is different from edge paddling.
Brother Margin felt a little sad that he didn't bring his teammates back, while Warlord was indifferent to the death of his good brother [I'm the Blackest] and was only interested in studying various ways to die.
The last time he fought against the Bone Chewing Tribe, he had made a self-destruct fuse on his clothes that would trigger all the grenades, but the group of marauders were too waterlogged and he had no chance to use it.
This time he finally found the opportunity to use it, which actually made him dance with excitement.
It's just that the battlefield atmosphere group's language expression skills are average. After telling this story for a long time, not to mention the players, even the cloud players were confused.
Debt-eyed: "What kind and what kind?"
What do you think I can do to you: "Smile, I will just watch your performance quietly."
Mole on the run in the canyon: "I have a question. How do you blow up the armor with a grenade when 37mm armor-piercing bullets can't even penetrate it?"
Elf King Fugui: "Yes, I was just about to ask, what the hell is a tin can? Powered armor? Or a riveted plate armor like Butch's?"
Ye Shi: "What's the name of the new monster? I'm actually more concerned about this."
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Gan! Doesn't anyone care about me? It's so heartless!"
Irena: "Okay, okay, I can't get online for three days, thank you for your hard work. (Funny)"
Commander Quanshui: "Okay, stop bragging, I saw them all! Your grenade just scratched someone's skin, not even the hair was hurt. (Squint)"
Makabazi: "Hahahaha, it's true!"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What the fuck, spring water?! You came down too? (Surprised)"
Commander Quan Shui: "Isn't it normal for me to come down? The strength of the fourth wave of offensive is obviously beyond the standard. It is obviously a plot kill."
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, I thought you, LYB, would definitely be able to come back alive."
Commander of the Fountain: "Go away. (roll eyes)"
All 125 players were killed.
Since the closed beta of "Wasteland OL" began, there has never been such a brutal battle.
In particular, many people have just obtained the qualification to play the game. They have just experienced how real the so-called "100% real virtual reality game" is for half a day, and they are made real by the game.
Catching ghosts from graves: "The reality is indeed real enough, but it is also too difficult."
Ashes Bibimbap: "+1, during the fourth wave of offensive, at least 20 crawlers broke into the building our Class C arrived... What the hell?"
Bai Yin's father: "It's not even worse for us in Class A. Here comes a strong man with a blood lock! Damn it, if I hadn't saved my dear son, I wouldn't have given it in vain."
Silver Hand: "Go away, the truth of your own food has nothing to do with me!"
Silver Sword: "That's right! It sounds like you won't give it in vain without us."
Bai Yin’s father: “%#@!”
I was the worst: "Okay, stop arguing. Which one of you is worse than me? I just went online less than 6 hours ago, and I was offline again before dawn, and I was ridiculed by that piece of shit from War Ground! T.T"
The edge of the water: "Hahahahaha, let me tell you, you are really miserable. (laughing and crying)"
Such a large-scale battle has become a topic in itself. Almost everyone has posted on the forum, some crying and some scolding.
But more importantly, we will discuss several new alien species that have never been seen before in the battle.
Especially that tin can.
The two directors of the No. 81 Steel Plant have been muttering, how can a 37mm armor-piercing bullet ricochet? The penetration depth of 100 meters is almost 100!
Ya'er asked if I need to go to the toilet: "That's outrageous!"
Ward's athlete's foot, Levin: "It would be great if I could get some armor fragments to study!"
There are really mosquitoes in WC: "The food is done. The cooking will start in a while. I will show you my latest research results. (Baring teeth)"
Ya'er, I need to go to the toilet and asked: "Haha."
Ward's athlete's foot, who Levine said: "Blow it on you!"
In addition to the iron can, there are several other alien species that players have never seen before.
Although the official has not updated the alien illustrated book in the database, nor has it given official names for several new monsters, this will naturally not be a problem for young players with great imagination.
What is the official name?
Who is a serious player who remembers the official names?
Does anyone still remember the official names of skate shoes, vampires, and Obama?
Based on the information discussed on the forum, Elder Brother Fang quickly summarized the data cards for the new alien species in the version and summarized them in a strategy post.
Convenient for players to discuss and communicate.
[Butcher: Some people also call him "Fat Man". He has extremely thick fat, high blood volume, no armor, strength close to 9, size: L. The threat coefficient is between the gnawer and the crawler, and the attack method is the same as that of the gnawer.
It is similar to the Gnawer, has a bad temper, and its special ability is like throwing its companions. You have to be especially careful when it stands next to the Exploder, as the Exploder will become its grenade!]
[Plague Giant: Nicknamed "Roshan", "Giant", his whole body is stitched with countless flesh and blood, he is five stories tall, his face is bigger than the balcony, his legs are as thick as bridge piers, but he moves slowly, his abdomen and head have two mouths, one large and one small respectively.
, can produce gnawers in action, attributes: ?, size: EX. Threat coefficient unknown, suspected siege unit, weakness unknown, fire attack recommended, can cause real damage! 】
[Decay Knight: The prototype is a powered armor. The rusty armor is covered with germ carpet. It has extremely high blood volume, defense, speed and strength. It is good at close combat. It is suspected to be level 60. It is extremely dangerous! Weapons depend on the situation.
Customized, mostly the same type of chain saw as T-10. Size XL, nicknamed "Big Sword".]
[Queen: She looks like Medusa in ancient Greek mythology. Her whole body is covered with dark red fungi. Tentacles as thick as her index finger float on her head. Her shoulders are wide and her waist is long. Her lower body looks like a skirt. She has no leg structure. She is suspected to be
It squirms through the tentacles under the skirt-shaped bacterial mass, leaving a dark red plaque on the ground when it moves. Its attack method is unknown, and its threat coefficient is unknown. Size: L, nicknamed "Braid Sister", "Aunt Sister", suspected to be against
The surrounding alien species have extremely strong dominance, maybe they are the "commanding tower" of the wave?]
"...In addition to more forms of alien species, there are various signs that those slime mold alien species seem to have a certain degree of 'intelligence' under the wave."
"In terms of tactical choices, they did not swarm forward, but launched multiple echelons and high-intensity offensives. They knew how to first consume ammunition through cannon fodder, and then use high-health units to cooperate with massive light units to push forward, and at the same time cooperate with high-mobility units to detour from the sides.
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"Although this is not a particularly clever tactic, combined with their numerical advantage, it should not be underestimated!"
"The truly cruel battlefield will probably be the decisive battle later!"
"We need more powerful weapons and enough artillery shells!"
68th Street.
In the temporary command post located in the shop facing the street, Chu Guang, after finishing the combat meeting, was browsing the official website of "Wasteland OL" on his tablet.
It has to be said that these players are all talented, and their practical experience is hidden in those exchange and discussion posts.
Some people are responsible for adding, some are responsible for arguing, and some are responsible for summarizing!
He was worried about what names to give to those alien species that he had never seen before.
No, it’s all ready-made.
"How embarrassing."
A smile appeared on his tired face. Chu Guang swiped his index finger and tapped twice to copy and paste the text in the post into the database of the official website.
Seeing that Dog Planning has been updated, the forum is buzzing with noise again.
The meaning expressed is nothing more than one.
They discussed the content for a long time, and then both of them were planned by the dog to have sex for nothing!
The corners of Chu Guang's mouth turned upward.
At this moment, Xiao Qi's voice came to my ears.
"Master, it's already two o'clock in the morning, you'd better go to bed early."
There was a hint of concern in that voice.
Chu Guang put the tablet aside and rubbed his dry eyes.
"knew."
The waves have a certain degree of intelligence and can use tactics flexibly, so they will definitely not wait until all the large forces are huddled together before launching an offensive towards their own position.
Especially the air raid last night should make them wary. Intelligence is the advantage they have gained from evolution, and it is also their weakness.
If his judgment is correct.
There is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.
…
Six o'clock in the morning.
Just as Chu Guang expected, about two thousand gnawers passed through the large ruins first and arrived at No. 68 Street.
They seemed to intend to prevent the engineers on the front line from continuing to build the defense line, but unfortunately they lost their last chance just last night.
Streets were leveled to create clearings, and large chunks of concrete debris were moved to side roads to limit the width of the battlefield.
The menacing army of gnawers happened to hit the defense line that the players had built all night long.
Especially since they came at the perfect time, just in time for the peak period when players were handing over to the day and night shifts. Players who had not yet logged off did not log off either. They threw away their shovels and pickaxes, picked up their rifles and returned to the bunker.
In addition to the 600 players online, there are also nearly 200 guards.
The two thousand or so gnawers seemed to be attacking fiercely, but when faced with the sudden burst of steel and fire, they quickly turned into corpses on the ground.
Beside the window.
Makabazi, who was squatting at the window, glanced outside and exclaimed.
"Gan! Why are all the gnawers here? Where's that big guy who was discussed on the forum for a long time last night... Damn it, what are you talking about?"
Seeing the two-meter-long gun barrel and bracket that Mosquito and the two newbies had moved into the room, Makabazi was stunned for a moment.
"Recoilless rifle!" Mosquito chuckled, "Copycat version of Carl Gustav! It fires 88X250mm shells. Currently, I have designed two types: armor-piercing and high-explosive. The maximum penetration depth is 350mm of homogeneous steel! It is very powerful!"
Makabazi counted on his fingers and was suddenly shocked.
"What the hell?! Can you penetrate the Tiger?!"
The mosquito rolled his eyes.
"Nonsense, the Tiger is an antique from World War II. It's not from the same dynasty, so why not compare it?"
Before the advent of composite armor, armor-piercing projectiles that used the "Monroe effect" to damage targets seemed like bullying tanks.
Not to mention the tiger pose, you have to kneel even when Lord Rat comes.
It doesn’t even have to be modern.
By the end of World War II, many tanks simply "ran away" because they could not withstand armor-piercing bullets, so that the theory that armor was useless was once rampant, and lighters with thin skin and thick fillings were everywhere.
Anyway, whether you wear clothes or not, you can wear them in one shot, so it is better not to wear clothes, at least you can run faster.
The principle of the armor-piercing projectile itself is not difficult. Through the energy-gathering principle of the conical charge, the high-temperature and high-pressure metal jet is focused into a line, so that the internal pressure is concentrated at one point and penetrates the enemy armor.
Since the centrifugal effect weakens the power of the metal jet, artillery shells are usually stabilized by tail fins and fired from unrifled barrels.
The advantage of this kind of armor-piercing projectile is that the armor-piercing ability of the projectile will not decrease due to distance. Whether it is at a distance of 100m or 1000m, the penetration depth is basically the same. Unlike the 37mm "heavy rifle", the penetration depth is basically the same at 100 meters.
The penetration depth can barely exceed 100, but the penetration depth of 1,000 meters will cause scratches immediately.
As for the fuze, we can learn from previous experience. The Mosquito directly skipped the mechanical fuze of the World War II era and switched to a piezoelectric fuze. That is, a piece of recycled piezoelectric ceramic is installed on the warhead and the pulse generated by the piezoelectric reaction is used.
The electric current detonates the detonator, igniting a metal jet.
Compared to Factory 81, which focuses all its skill points on gun barrel and material technology, Goblin Technology focuses all its skill points on rocket and explosive technology.
Including propellants and charges, the mosquito has almost evolved to an expert level.
Although many of the recipes were stolen from the Internet, Mosquito can be considered a wizard in a sense by being able to make these things in the wasteland.
Makabazi swallowed and prayed silently in his heart.
I hope he will sell furniture honestly in reality and not do anything outrageous.
At the same time, the roof of the building not far away.
Vanus, holding a telescope in his hand, was looking at the bell tower several kilometers away, and the bridge pier under the bell tower, with almost only an outline visible.
"The spore cloud is spreading to both sides..."
"Those alien species seem to be planning to take a detour."
The heavily armed Chu Guang narrowed his eyes.
"Have you tasted the sweetness?"
"Perhaps," Vanus pondered for a while and continued, "the previous battle may have made them realize that we have enough firepower and the chance of winning in a frontal attack on our position is very small!"
Chu Guang has already considered the detour situation.
The hunter teams composed of awakened ones are scattered on both sides of the position, searching for crawlers and tyrants in the area.
There are actually very few action routes available in the wasteland. It turns out that those fruiting bodies are not as pervasive as the spores they release.
When faced with obstacles, survivors will find it tricky, and they will also find it tricky.
Except for crawlers, it is difficult for alien species such as gnawers and butchers to climb over cliffs, ruins and other obstacles. They can only use human ladders and force their way up by stepping on the back.
This also resulted in their large force being restricted to the main road, the wreckage of the Changling Elevated Highway.
Chu Guang: "The skirmishers spreading along the branch road can be handed over to the awakened ones. I sent at least two hundred people to help them prune their branches and leaves."
Vanus glanced at this guy in surprise.
He is now more and more certain that the people living in Vault 404 are all officers from the People's League era, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why they have so much martial virtue.
This situation is not uncommon.
There are ordinary people in the shelter, as well as elites from all walks of life.
Even in the early years, the legion had some connections with them, and even some of the equipment was inherited from that prosperous era.
However, that was all two hundred years ago.
…
The gray-green clouds slowly moved forward and had already touched the edge of the defense line.
Chu Guang ordered his players to set up a fire in the ruins and use fire and smoke to disperse the spores that exuded the putrid smell.
Although there is no evidence to prove that doing so can weaken the combat effectiveness of the alien species, it can at least provide higher visibility for frontline soldiers.
In the gray fog, a rusty power armor appeared.
The rotten heavy armor was covered with dark red fungi. It held a huge chain saw in its hand and moved forward with heavy steps.
The fierce murderous aura and oppressive feeling rushed towards their faces, and the guards squatting behind the bunker swallowed involuntarily.
Biological instinct tells them.
The monster in front of you is very strong!
Only when the faces of the players show expressions of eagerness to try, the difficult wave SS has the meaning of challenge, and the constant bullying of the gnawers has the meaning of wool.
Mosquito asked Macabazi to give up his position, and excitedly directed his newly recruited younger brother to [kill life] and set up the recoilless rifle by the window.
"Quick, quick, quick! Load the HEAT bomb!"
Makabazi was stunned.
"What, what is HEAT?"
Before Mosquito opened his mouth, Zhuihun beside him said impatiently, "An armor-piercing bullet! It's the one with a pipe in the front!"
Unpacking the wooden box.
The two men carried the cannonball one behind the other and fed it into the barrel from behind.
Makabazi subconsciously ducked a few meters away and squatted in front of the other window, not daring to get close and only daring to watch from a distance.
He is not afraid of death.
But being killed by one of your own would be such a loss!
Mosquito ignored him and excitedly turned the handle on the rear winch, closed the activator at the rear of the barrel, and pulled out the safety bolt.
The gun barrel was aimed at the powered armor.
The commander grabbed hold of the gun barrel, while Mosquito standing aside picked up a telescope to measure the distance and shouted in a low voice.
"200 yard mark!"
"fire!"
Thick smoke and fire foam erupted from the rear of the barrel, and the 88mm-caliber shell burst out of the barrel. Stabilized by the six tail fins, it shot straight towards the powered armor.
Seeing that the shell was about to hit the target, just when Mosquito clenched his fists excitedly, the "Decadent Knight" raised his right hand holding the chain saw.
In the flash of lightning, it’s so fast that people can’t see clearly!
Everyone saw a black shadow flash past, and the menacing rocket was split in half by a chain saw.
Makabazi: "What the hell?!"
Death: "Are you kidding?!"
Chaihun: "What the hell?!"
Seeing his proud work being split in half, Mosquito's eyes widened and he wished his eyeballs would fall out of his sockets.
What the hell kind of move is this?
Cut rockets with a knife?!
Since the armor-piercing projectile relies on metal jets to kill, the flying speed of the projectile is not high, and the armor-breaking projectile that is split in half is equivalent to a misfire and has no effect at all.
With his scarlet eyes locked on him, Mosquito felt a chill all over his body.
Although there was a distance of two to three hundred meters, this distance made him feel no sense of security at all.
"Reload! Hurry, reload quickly!"
The two boys in the room were in a hurry, and another cannonball was stuffed into the barrel.
Load, aim, and launch in one go.
The shell was like a javelin fired at the powered armor, but the result was the same as before, being easily split in half by the chain saw.
There were shouts from downstairs.
"Damn it, mosquito, can you do that?"
"Why did both rounds fail?"
Mosquito said angrily.
"Go away, is this a fucking dud?"
Gray-green smoke floated out from under the bulky helmet, and there seemed to be a trace of ridicule written in the scarlet pupils.
In his opinion, the humans in front of him were helpless.
The thick armor stepped forward, and in the ruins behind it, more alien species began to emerge from the thick gray-green fog.
The Decayed Knight raised the one-meter-long chain saw in his hand, swung it forward, and let out a dull roar from beneath his armor.
The voice seemed to be saying
"Kill them all!"
As if hearing the horn of charge, the crawlers behind them let out excited roars, swinging their thick and powerful limbs and running forward.
The tall tyrant also took steps, and together with the gnawers beside him, he strode forward.
The machine guns deployed on nearby buildings opened fire first, scanning wildly at the surging waves.
The players and guards squatting behind the bunker clenched their weapons in unison, their whole bodies tense.
"coming!"
At this moment, a series of explosions that broke through the sound barrier suddenly came from the air.
The Decayed Knight standing in the wave was about to step forward, but his chest seemed to have been hit by a truck, and his whole body shook violently.
Black blood spurted out from behind, and large pieces of bacteria carpet fell from the armor. The iron can lowered its head and looked at its arrogant breastplate, and the scarlet light leaking from the gap in the helmet shrank slightly.
A big hole was blown out of the breastplate, which was equivalent to 400mm of homogeneous steel!
So fast!
Where did the attack come from?
The cracks spread along the hole, revealing a large area of dark red flesh. The Decay Knight quickly raised his head and looked forward, looking for the source of the attack.
However, before it could raise its head, there was another explosion that broke the sound barrier.
A long nail was driven directly into its forehead, blasting its head, helmet and shoulder armor into pieces!
The Decayed Knight fell heavily to the ground.
The speed of the wave was obviously slowed down. Although the pace of the aliens did not stop, their formation was obviously confused.
There was always some kind of power controlling them before, but now the aura this power brought to them has collapsed with the fall of that powered armor!
Chu Guang, who was standing on the top of the building, calmly put away the Gauss rifle in his hand.
Two original "spike" fin-stabilized bullets, with a muzzle velocity of Mach 5 and a kinetic energy of 140,000 joules, specially designed for anti-armor.
Not to mention the old powered armor, even the new armor that just came out of the factory cannot block a shot from it.
To be on the safe side, Chu Guang did not save precious original ammunition. He shot the chest first and the head the second time to ensure that the slime mold fruiting bodies in the armor were destroyed to the maximum extent.
Originally there was one shot reserved for the lower body, but it seems that it is no longer needed.
In the distance, a shrill roar came from the thick gray-green fog, which seemed to be venting anger.
Chu Guang looked up, but unfortunately it was difficult to judge its specific location and distance due to the many tall buildings.
Is that the "Queen" that players call her?
According to his observations and speculations, the Brood cannot command every alien species in real time, otherwise why would they come from the city center? If they directly summon the Eaters from every building, that would be a terrifying number.
And it’s hard to guard against!
In short, the ontology of the wave is not the slime mold fruiting entities such as gnawers and crawlers, but the "routers" that can drive the slime mold fruiting entities and provide them with information services.
The rotten knight he killed earlier was one of the "routers", and his "status" in slime mold society was probably similar to that of a captain.
And that "Queen" might be the Commander!
Chu Guang ignored the sound for the time being, looking down at the battlefield downstairs.
He stretched out his index finger and tapped on the helmet.
"The artillery team, starting from 500 meters in front of the position, slowly advances the barrage to suppress the streets."
"Anti-aircraft gun, lower the barrel for me and fire!"
Excited shouts came from the communication channel.
"receive!"
The mortar position opened fire first, and a whooshing sound spread across the battlefield, bursting into flames on the front position.
The explosion's fire and shrapnel cut off a vacuum zone in the middle of the wave, and this wave of offensive was cut into two sections!
At the same time, the two quadruple anti-aircraft guns on the roof began to fire at the entire position.
The 20mm high-explosive bombs poured out instantly, washing from the front line of the battlefield to the rear, and the exploding debris even flew into the bunkers of the frontline players.
There were only a few crippled crawlers and tyrants left on the ruins, as well as the gnawing ones still struggling on the ground.
The players squatting on the front line looked at them with green light flashing in their pupils, as if they were seeing experience packs with residual health.
"Revenge for Brother Quanshui!"
I don't know who shouted first, and soon one after another the voices sounded.
"Kill!"
"Ula!"
"Ouch!"
The charge whistle blew.
More than 500 players rushed out of the bunker, bayonets pointed out, engineer shovels, short axes and maces wielded, and they stepped on the gravel road that was baked hot by gunpowder to kill.
They used the most primitive and direct method to pierce the aliens on the battlefield and chop them into pieces.
Black blood and bacteria formed a sticky swamp. Vanus, Vaders, Kevin and other legion prisoners standing on the roof watching the battle were dumbfounded.
Kevin looked at Vaders and whispered softly.
"...Are they really blue coats?"
Vaders' Adam's apple moved.
"may be."
On the other side were the young officers of the guard. At this moment, their hearts were surging and their blood was boiling. They wished they could stand together and fight side by side with the residents of the shelter.
It's not just morale that's contagious.
And the will and determination to fight.
Chu Guang reached out and tapped the helmet gently, calling softly.
"Xiao Qi."
That energetic voice came from my ears.
"Here you are, Master."
Chu Guang: "Did you take the photo?"
Xiaoqi: "The editing has been completed! Do you need to upload it now?"
Huh?
Are you so sensible?
A satisfied smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.
"Pass it on."
Recording players’ highlight moments in the game is also one of the important tasks of planning Ba Ba.
What's more, the captured video can also be used as a promotional pv.
If two happy things are added together, wouldn’t they be double happiness?
After the battle, Chu Guang asked Wanwan to count the casualties and ammunition consumption.
Due to the saturated firepower coverage before the battle, most of the players who rushed forward were just doing last-minute hits. Therefore, except for three minor injuries with sprained legs, there were no serious injuries.
More than 11,000 bullets were consumed, including 66 88mm mortar shells and 270 20mm high-explosive shells. Although the high cost is painful, the money has to be spent.
Steel and gunpowder almost washed away the entire street, and the killed aliens piled up into a hill on the position.
Chu Guang suddenly remembered the report Heya had read to him before.
According to her research, in addition to organic matter, the fruiting bodies of these slime molds also contain high levels of elements such as sulfur, nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but think.
"It would be great if these corpses could be used."
Not just as an active substance.
Even if it's just turning them into fertilizer.
If they are left to rot here, they might be recycled by slime molds again.
Unfortunately, the mutant slime mold has a certain toxicity. Burying its fruiting bodies directly in the soil will not enhance the fertility of the soil, but will cause the roots of crops in the ground to become necrotic and diseased.
At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly thought that both Boulder City and Honghe Town seemed to have special skills in making nutritional paste, and even the gnawers squeezed out the nutritional paste.
If foreign species could be made into a nutritional paste, wouldn't it be possible to inactivate slime mold while retaining its nutritional content?
In this way, if the synthetic nutrient paste is poured into the soil, will it produce an effect similar to that of organic fertilizer...
But then the problem comes again.
Nutritional paste is a food in itself...
Realizing the blind spot of this operation, Chu Guang fell into deep thought.
That being the case, why not just incorporate nutritional paste into the recipe?
Just when Chu Guang was thinking about how to get some loot other than resurrection coins from these slime mold mutants, in the thick fog several kilometers away, gnawers were dragging corpses one after another.
They were carried into an abandoned building and fed into the growing hatchery.
The flesh-red carpet had a hint of dark red and spread to the outside of the incubation room, filling the entire corridor.
Standing by the window of the corridor, a tall figure stood, his scarlet pupils staring at the tall buildings to the north, while the tentacles floating behind him trembled slightly.
It's angry.
The cilia on the carpet squirmed, as if spreading angry ripples, and the alien species gathered around it let out restless growls.
Killing intent rose in the thick fog.
There was obvious and strong anger in the hoarse voice that kept repeating.
"...purification..."
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(Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Fanshang" for the reward!!! Yesterday's update had a lot of words. I was in a hurry when I uploaded it, so I didn't have time to write the end of the chapter. I'm sorry... By the way, I made one last night
It was a nightmare. I was working on a manuscript in my dream, but when I uploaded it, I accidentally uploaded the outline. I woke up with a fright. But the most uncomfortable thing was not that I was coding in the dream, but that I couldn’t remember what I wrote in the dream. T.T…