No one understood what he was talking about, and no one paid attention to him. Wangwen Wenqie sat up straight and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Well... yes. The next thing we have to do is find the location of the cave, and then receive the money provided by the association.
Weapon to kill the female insect."
I said to YY on the sun: "Isn't it too much? I've cleared the level three or four times on the normal difficulty level, and it's not that difficult at all."
If you ignore the nightmare difficulty, this game can be said to be very friendly to novices. Only the difficulty will require teamwork.
As the discussion time increased, I became obviously anxious when looking, hearing, asking, and asking questions. My fingers were unnaturally tangled together, and my eyes were darting around.
At this time, no matter how slow the reaction is, people can still see the problem that Wang Wen Qing is facing.
"Axing." Mars Beach shouted softly.
Wang Wenqie seemed to break free, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his lips trembled: "Well... Generally speaking, it is like this. It's just that this copy is very special. The BOSS will improve its strength over time. If possible... it is recommended not to take risks."
The players stopped worrying about what to see and heard, and instead discussed the characteristics of the mother worm. From the size of the mother worm to the reproduction method of the mother worm, as well as the strength of the zerg race.
"I'm hard." Mu Su suddenly said.
In an instant, the originally lively living room fell into dead silence.
Then the discussion continued, but the tone sounded stiff.
"Bang bang hard."
Mu Su, who has a strong sense of presence, can no longer ignore it. Everyone looks at him at the same time, and the meaning is unclear.
"What kind of look are you looking at?" Matsuji raised his neck and shouted: "Don't you think that the female insect, like Frieza, can make people excited by the sound of it?"
Wang Wen Wen Che also shouted: "Hey, I told you I've seen Dragon Ball, okay!"
Musu looked like he saw his friend, so he started to put their arms around each other: "Oh? You also think Frieza is very sexy, right?"
“I don’t think so at all!”
"Man, can we have some moral integrity?" The player who was being teased by Mu Su at the beginning of the dungeon said helplessly.
"Integrity? What is that? A buzzword from hundreds of years ago?" Mu Su pretended to be stupid.
"I mean Brother Mu..." Martian Beach hesitated to speak, wanting to say something.
Mu Su spat out: "You have no breasts! Your whole family has no breasts!"
Martian Beach was dumbfounded, and was stunned when Mu Su bit him like a mad dog.
"If I were you, I wouldn't talk to you." Lord Grim, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.
"Hey Xiaotan, who do you belong to? Believe it or not, I asked Xiaoling to poke you in the buttocks." Musu yelled in a weird way.
Jun Mo's smiling face turned red and he tried not to speak. He knew that he would lose as soon as he answered.
"Then..." Martian Beach bluntly changed the subject: "Let's start taking action now. Two people will go to collect weapons and supplies, and the others will look for clues together."
"What about me, what am I going to do?" Mu Su looked excitedly.
"Uh..." Martian Beach broke out in a cold sweat, and said stumblingly: "You... your words... you have completed the nightmare copy, and you must have experience in collecting clues, so you can be alone."
It seemed that he said the wrong word out of nervousness.
In fact, anyone can see that Mars Beach is trying to place Mu Su in a position that will not affect the main line, or in other words, to remove unstable factors from the team.
After all, Mu Su is the kind of being who suddenly shouts "I'm here" while sneaking.
"You're done, Mu Su is a petty person." Jun Moxiao didn't know when he came to Wangwen Wenqie's side and said in a conspiratorial manner.
"It seems like you understand it deeply." Martian Beach glanced at him.
"I don't know what I feel." Lord Grim slightly raised his head and looked at the ceiling, seemingly sighing: "But I know that if you are targeted by this guy, you will be in big trouble."
The chaotic temporary meeting ended, and the players left the superpower headquarters in groups. Although this group of people from the 25th century could not fit into the dungeon with a 21st century background, they could still pretend to be.
The weather that was quite bright just now turned a bit gloomy and the air was dull. Mu Su was wandering the streets with nothing to do when he suddenly seemed to notice something and looked at the door of an apartment.
A man in a black coat has a sneaky figure.
Mu Su's black eyes gradually narrowed, realizing that things were by no means that simple.
…
It rained heavily.
There were not many pedestrians seen on the street anymore. The few pedestrians covered their heads with objects and walked quickly.
In the gloomy alley, there are dark shadows walking quickly. The leather shoes are trampled by the rain, and the black coat is inconspicuous like this gloomy weather.
Behind him, there is a figure in a white shirt holding an umbrella following him casually.
Snapped--
The leather shoes stepped into the mud puddle, and the black shadow's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The raindrops fell on the woolen coat, making its color darker. The black shadow suddenly turned his head, and his long, eagle-like eyes under the top hat swept behind him.
Empty.
After glancing left and right, the black figure turned back, pressed the brim of his hat, and quickly left the alley.
Shortly after he left - the white figure carefully poked his head out, followed closely to the wall and quickly followed.
Rushing out of the alley, the white figure scanned the surroundings, but did not see that figure. But at this moment, a slight noise suddenly came from behind.
The figure in white's eyes suddenly shrank, he quickly turned around and punched out!
The fist hit the empty space, and a few drops of rainwater were splashed onto the wall.
"Meow~"
In the corner of the alley, an orange cat hiding under a trash can breathed and barked at the white figure.
The sharp black eyes gradually softened, and the figure looked at the orange cat, half of which was wet, and paused.
The slanted lid of the trash can did not cover the entire cat. It was squatting on the only piece of dry newspaper, its tail wagging lightly.
The white figure turned around and walked away. The orange cat was not afraid of people. It looked up at him and barked again.
Bowing slightly, the figure placed the umbrella next to the orange cat and left the alley without looking back.
His eyes swept across the streets, filled with hurried pedestrians and gradually becoming empty.
After only a short delay, the black shadow could no longer be found.
The rain gradually wetted his clothes, his hair clung to his cheeks, and his messy black hair covered his forehead. The white figure shook his head and was about to turn back. He felt that the soles of his feet were slightly uneven, so he kicked up his shoes and shook off the wet mud...wait!
mud!?
Realizing something, he lowered his head and focused on the ground.
I saw a line of mud marks spread on the floor tiles soaked by water. Washed away by the rain curtain, the mud marks became shallower and shallower, but they were enough to point out the direction.
The footprints disappeared after more than ten meters. The white figure continued to move forward for dozens of meters, but stopped helplessly.
Lost it.
The rain curtain is getting heavier, and the thunder disperses in the thick dark clouds.
The white figure gave up the search and walked into a supermarket on the roadside.
The sound of rain was dominated by the hustle and bustle. The rainwater gradually accumulated along the body and into a puddle at the feet.
There are many people like him who get wet and take shelter from the rain, but there are very few people who are like him who get wet.
Wandering aimlessly in the supermarket, I arrived at the parking lot without realizing it, and saw a fleeting black shadow in the elevator that was about to close.
He frowned, ignoring the exclamations of the people around him, and the white figure rushed away. He quickly pressed the elevator button.
One step too late, the elevator pointed downwards and began to move.
The white figure looked around, suddenly rushed into the safe passage, ran down the stairs and slammed open the door!