"Unexpected, unexpected! Mainly because I didn't expect that she would bring in a weakling like you."
It is also the inner area of Zindu Yoga, but the group has once again completed the switch between reality and dream. Frequent switching requires everyone to spend more time on cognitive adjustment to avoid the situation where reality and fantasy are indistinguishable.
As soon as Yuan Wuwei regained his composure, he complained to Long Qi. He and Song Kan were ignored, and they were the first "traitors" to pour beans out of bamboo tubes.
Long Qi tried to cope with it by saying haha.
How did he know that Mo La was so resolute that he kicked everyone back into the game?
At this time, Mo La had not appeared in the dream, so he didn’t know what he was up to. Long Qi couldn’t restrain his curiosity and asked Yuan Wuwei:
"Have you known each other before?"
"know."
"Have you ever made a grudge?"
"How can I match it?"
Yuan Wuwei was angry at first, but then he sighed again: "I was really ignorant when I was young. I counted all the living storage warehouses in the laboratory, but this young lady was more eye-catching, so I often went over there and wrote on it.
I was writing, drawing, etc., trying to communicate, who knew that after it came out, it would be like this... blah!"
Only then did Long Qi know that Yuan Wuwei was actually trained by Li Wei, and he was shocked: "Laboratory? Which one, Deep Blue or Tianqi."
"It's Tianqi."
"Oh, the core within the core!"
"It's useless."
Long Qi blinked: "Then you know Tuge?"
"We know each other, we're quite familiar with each other. We've seen each other often before. That buddy often runs in circles in the laboratory. It's much easier to meet him than to go specifically to find that sister."
Now Long Qi looked at Yuan Wuwei with a look in his eyes.
It's completely different - according to the logic on the three spires a few days ago, wouldn't someone like this the most?
It is simply a core material library.
But then I thought about it again, Yuan Wuwei spent two days at the Leichi Experimental Site, and most of the information had already been squeezed out.
The image of Tuger on the three spires may be his contribution.
They complained to each other here and talked about old things, and the time passed by.
Gradually, everyone felt that something was wrong: Why is Mo La still missing? Could it be that the dream game really does not allow extraordinary species to enter?
Several people exchanged glances frequently, and they actually had some expectations in their hearts, but they didn't believe that this good thing would happen... Is it a good thing?
If the dream game really refuses the entry of extraordinary beings, it should be regarded as some kind of flaw.
Deep in Long Qi's heart, there was still a hint of disappointment.
So he asked Li Taisheng: "Didn't your sect verify the matter of extraordinary beings entering dreams?"
Li Taisheng shook his head: "I'm not sure, maybe we need further observation, or maybe the latest results haven't been announced yet..."
"Then you can announce the news here now."
Mo La's voice rang in their ears, which made several people's hearts sink and they breathed out an inexplicable sigh of relief.
But soon, Long Qi noticed something strange.
Mo La was breathless when he spoke, and his breath was slightly unsteady.
Turning around to look, I saw that this man's forehead was slightly sweaty, with a few strands of hair stuck to it, as if he had gone through a round of strenuous exercise.
Today, Mo La wears a dark green and gray and white oversized shirt, long legs with ripped jeans, and eye-catching navy blue running shoes. The items are mixed and matched, like
An oxygen beauty who just returned from an outing to take photos.
With this panting and sweating, it looks more like it.
Long Qi had no intention of admiring the beauty, so he asked honestly: "Over there with the cutscene..."
"You bastard thing, just throw it to me, a boss, it's too cheating!"
"Lao Gao?" Long Qi asked cautiously, "Are you facing President Gao Wenfu and Gao?"
"OK."
"Not a piece of cake for you?"
"Will you try it later?"
"Then I wouldn't dare."
Don't look at the "fleeing away" surnamed Gao. A few days ago, he was hesitant in Jincheng and refused to come back. But to others, Gao Wenfu, the "Seven of Spades", is a solid ranking and a gold-lettered brand.
Long Qi can be crushed anytime and anywhere.
Just like now, even in a "cut scene" situation, Mo La spent a lot of energy in order to get out of the battle... Hey, doesn't this mean that someone's character card is even more unreasonable?
"Actually, you could just die there."
Yuan Wuwei made a "well-intentioned" suggestion, but was kicked to the wall by Mo La: "Go away, if you die in his hands, where will I put my face?"
When Mo La said this, Long Qi was somewhat suspicious.
This guy has never been the type to save face and suffer.
Rather than saying it was for the sake of face, Long Qi believed that she was afraid that there were hidden pitfalls in the unknown mechanism of the dream game, and was unwilling to take the risk of being killed once, or being caught in some evil trick.
The question is, when entering someone's rules, is it enough just not to die?
Mo La also realized that he was being used after he complained that he had lost money.
Also, the chase between her and "Gao Wenfu", even if it is a virtual dream, will inevitably generate a large number of extraordinary species.
Other core information has probably been collected by Ronan.
Not to mention Mo La, Long Qi also had an ominous premonition.
In the dream game, after a lot of effort, a transcendent species comes in, so how can it be just that? But at this time, everyone can only look at it and pretend to be dumbfounded.
It's almost midnight in Lake City, and it's still a very lively period with bustling crowds and rich nightlife. In fact, this is true for all very large metropolitan areas around the world. Otherwise, it's not enough to support the economic foundation for the survival of hundreds of millions of people.
In this highly concentrated urban area, every inch of land must have a sufficient output every second to maintain the basic operation of the city, and there is enough margin to form a huge difference in resources and satisfy the needs of the city.
The sense of superiority of some people promotes the pursuit and even greed of more people.
From this perspective, city managers are not easy.
A great consul like Gao Wenfu has been in charge of Lake City for decades and is still sitting there peacefully. Although the "extraordinary species" is a key factor, his level in other aspects is not too bad, at least not like Long Qi.
Levels can be evaluated at will.
Pure dislike and hatred, this kind of emotional output is not a problem.
"What should we do next?" Mo La behaved like a new player who has just entered the game, full of desire to experience it.
She is originally... However, no one here will really treat her as a novice. Some basic introductions are yes, but there is no need to discuss related game mechanics and details. Extraordinary species definitely have their own unique views.
Mo La is not like Long Qi. After coming in, he tried to figure out the game-related mechanisms. He seemed more like purely pursuing fun...at least on the surface.
That's what it looks like.
She continued to ask: "Go on the mission? Or wait for that magnetized puppet to come and cause trouble?"
Faced with this kind of directional problem, Songkan would definitely step back. Long Qi was considered a novice and had no say.
At this time, Yuan Wuwei did not dare to say "everyone goes and urinate freely" anyway. He behaved very well and gave the opportunity to speak to the equally senior Li Taisheng.
At this time, the secret priest of the Justice Religion showed his quite sophisticated side and proposed a plan that would not fail:
"We have just made progress in the team's mission, so we should strike while the iron is hot and continue to start with Mr. Baifeng. This time, with Ms. Mo La in charge, we can test it more calmly.
"You can continue to try to head towards the three spires and meet the tough ones head-on; you can also start from those 'colored lines', which are the routes of Baifeng Lord's faith blessing, and walk around the city and play through the plot mode.
"As for random events like magnetized puppets, just handle them accordingly when exploring the mission."
Li Taisheng grasped the situation well. At this time, it was impossible for him to decide anything. He could only propose one or two plans for Mo La to decide.
Sure enough, Mo La made the final decision: "The plot mode is too convoluted, and I have been bored in the city for the past two days. Let's be more relaxed and go directly to the Three Spiers - this time you don't have to worry about the group being destroyed, my sister will take you flying!"
In Lake City at night, there are definitely no vehicles that go directly to the mountainous area. However, everyone is familiar with it and chooses to rent a car to go there.
By the way, the route is given, it’s all ready-made anyway.
Mo La chose the route Lao Yao reported to Ronan before.
We took the Guanglin line in the north instead of the previous two routes, which took us around the tributaries of the river from Babao and the old county town into the mountains.
In this way, Mo La was still very dissatisfied: "So we still have to waste several hours on the road. We have already played the game, but there is no function to move quickly or add save points?"
No one dared to answer.
There was a car rental company nearby and Songkan already knew the way, so he volunteered to run errands.
Others were blowing air at the nearest transfer platform.
This kind of public area built on a skyscraper, a platform is a kind of ecology, and it is one of the most lively area types in the city.
Here, not to mention the waiting areas for various transfer lines, there are also open-air drink shops, snacks, street stalls, and even performers.
At the edge of the platform, in a slightly cleaner place, in the gradually cool night breeze, the hoarse vocal cords of the singer gave the vulgar dog-licking song a bit of charm.
Long Qi all sang along:
"Never forget the repeated nights, the days in dreams;
"When you're drunk, you still look like before;
“Swaying on the railing, hoarse oaths;
"You became who you were in the dream, and I only remember...
"That skirt is swaying in the wind."
Li Taisheng declined to comment, while Yuan Wuwei clapped his hands as he went about his errands, not sure if it was for the singer-songwriter or Long Qi.
Mo La took a look at her own outfit: "Fortunately, there is no skirt or anything..."
Long Qi was so angry that he provoked her because he was crazy.
However, after all, Mo La is a beauty, and she has a unique temperament, which is especially suitable for the night scene of a metropolis - rich in color, dazzling, and full of hidden variables and risks.
The rigorous logic of the dream game has caused many passers-by to take a peek at the platform.
. Later, someone even came closer and asked softly: