Never fight with others. Rickard felt that before the reverberation of these words could linger, the others had already been thrown to the Roswell District by the superhuman being.
Rickard felt as if an iron hook had been inserted from his nostrils into his respiratory tract, hooking out his internal organs and exposing them to the sun.
"Ugh!" Rickard vomited all over himself. He didn't even have the consciousness to bend down when he vomited.
Wang Zhengdao disappeared from his side in an instant and appeared on the other side of Tang Ji: "The quality of this new generation is not good, how did you lead them?"
Tang Ji waved his hand, pushed Wang Zhengdao aside like a fly, took out a small spray can from his pocket and threw it to Rickard: "Use this to make you feel better."
It is a nerve stabilizer. It is an inhalable drug developed by Dr. Sean Westan for time-sensitive hormones. It can significantly improve the nerve damage caused by high-speed movement. This thing also has a certain effect on the discomfort caused by Wang Zhengdao's space jump.
Wonderful effect.
"Thank you." Rickard collapsed on the ground and exhaled twice in a row before standing up again.
As Wang Zhengdao's ability improves, he causes more and more damage to ordinary people when he performs space jumps. If he is willing, a span of more than 5,000 kilometers is enough to kill ordinary people without any strengthening.
Only a monster like Tang Ji, who was disguised as a human being, could use Wang Zhengdao as a means of transportation. He could hardly feel the discomfort caused by space jumping at all.
This was not Wang Zhengdao's first visit to the Special Administrative Region. He was quite familiar with the environment here. This time he brought someone here and specially selected an uninhabited four-story building.
Tang Ji stood behind the window without glass and took a look outside. Several residents of the special zone dressed similar to him were walking on the road vigilantly against the wall. One of them even noticed Tang Ji keenly, and his face froze immediately.
Turned into a small alley.
"There will be a centralized distribution of supplies every three days. They will be escorted by agents from the FBAS Bureau and the federal army. The supplies will be distributed along the main roads in the city. You can collect them with your ID." Wang Zhengdao handed two identity cards to Tang.
Gee and Rickard.
In order to ensure that the ID card will not be faked, these inconspicuous cards all have biometric functions.
"The current behavior patterns of players are still based on adapting to this world. Several larger player organizations are restricting player behavior, but there are also lone wolf players who enjoy challenging us and other player organizations at the same time." Wang Zhengdao
He continued: "Currently, the average daily death toll in the Roseville District is around 220, and the total number of newly added immigrants and criminals is around 200, so the population decline trend is not obvious."
"By the way, there are still some organizations that are applying for tourism projects such as three-day tours and five-day tours in the Special Economic Zone." Wang Zhengdao shrugged: "If entry and exit approvals were not too troublesome, they even want to do one-day tours in the Special Economic Zone.
Special services and expensive prices obviously mean that not only players, but also idiots looking for excitement in our world."
Rickard understands this need very well. After all, he has personally experienced similar things.
"One more thing you need to pay attention to is that there is an anti-player organization in the special zone called Railway. If you have the opportunity, you can get in touch with it." Wang Zhengdao emphasized at the end: "I heard that the leader is your former colleague. In the night
The Information Center of the City Law Enforcement Bureau did this.”
Tang Ji nodded. As time went by, his previous interpersonal relationships had been completely severed.
Ordinary people simply couldn't bear the risks associated with having a relationship with him. Tang Ji could spend resources to protect Edward, but that was all.
"In that case, I wish you a good time." Wang Zhengdao waved to Tang Ji and Rickard, then turned around and they suddenly disappeared.
Just when Rickard was still shocked by Wang Zhengdao's ability, Wang Zhengdao suddenly appeared from behind them again and warned Tang Ji: "You must not do anything. If you have something to do, let your angry translator come to see him."
good."
Then, Wang Zhengdao really left, leaving only the furious and somewhat confused angry translator.
Rickard looked at Tang Ji who was silent and suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He felt that he was not good enough.
Tang Ji was walking alone on the empty street, exuding a kind of low pressure that made people want to turn around and take a detour at a glance.
In fact, this was indeed the case. Rickard followed Tang Ji about ten meters behind him. Seeing that Tang Ji was like a street tiger, he could only nod his head to make himself look more harmless. He really didn't want to
Play the role of angry translator.
He felt that with Tang Ji's "I'm not happy" look now, maybe no one would dare to mess with him in this damn place.
But obviously, there are few passers-by who don't open their eyes, and players who don't make people worry are everywhere. Tang Ji was stared at before he even walked out of this street.
Villalobos, a free man without a warband, a newcomer, this is his first world.
It has been almost three weeks since he entered this world. Compared with the first batch of players, Villalobos was relatively lucky. After he entered this world, he had complete novice guidance and was also issued a hundred thousand
Federal coins are used as initial capital.
Spending money is still quite new to Villalobos. Although there is black market trade in their world, that trade is still limited to the primary stage of barter, and it is still a seller's market.
There is no comparison in this world.
But happiness is always short-lived. The purchasing power of one hundred thousand federal dollars is actually not weak. Even after several depreciations, the money is still enough to support the living expenses of a family of three for a whole year without production.
However, this is a special zone, and the financial system here has long since collapsed. Even if the federal government invests massive amounts of supplies every day, it cannot suppress the skyrocketing prices.
The warm picture of taking money to buy things in the supermarket when Mitch Shepard first came here no longer exists. Now there are armed guards guarding the entrance of the supermarket. If the store owners are lucky and brave enough, they can still
Hire players who are willing to make extra money to act as guards.
The prices in supermarkets can drive an ordinary person crazy. A kilogram of milk sells for 800 federal dollars, and fresh fruit costs 50 to 300 federal dollars each depending on the type.
Moreover, the quantity is scarce and the business hours are limited. The supermarket owner will pack up all unsold goods before the sun goes down and return to his shelter.
These businessmen who are desperate for money and life are reduced to doing business in the special zone. Of course, they are not willing to let go of any opportunity to make money. They are so crazy that they don't even bother to trap players.
Villalobos spent all of his 100,000 federal coins in less than ten days, and had to resort to crime in order to have enough to eat.
Of course, for players, this is actually part of experiencing life, and there are even related tasks that can be obtained on the system interface.
The system just does not recommend them to take extreme measures to carry out large-scale regional destruction and cause the death of a large number of indigenous people.
Players are accustomed to these routines. In the early stages of the game, the company certainly does not want players to waste all their money.
However, there will always be new ideas about what will happen if I kill this person, so the order in the special zone is getting worse every day.
And a small person like Villalobos seemed so insignificant in this big environment. He just wanted to randomly choose a target and solve today's lunch.
For some unexplainable fate, Villalobos paid attention to Tangji. He felt that the other person's incompatible aura must be a fat sheep.
In fact, it’s not wrong to say that. There are always new immigrants who have taken up arms, or criminals who have chosen the Special Administrative Region to serve their sentences. They habitually behave like hedgehogs, trying to understand the special environment of the Special Administrative Region in their own way.
Most of them encountered ill will from the environment, and a few were lucky enough to learn to live with the situation.
Villalobos thought he had met such a fat sheep, so he followed Tang Ji silently, sandwiching himself between Tang Ji and Rickard.
Rickard looked hesitantly at the man in front of him who looked malicious. As Tang Ji's anger translator, his duty was to release Tang Ji's anger, or to prevent Tang Ji from getting angry?
He swore that he only hesitated for a few seconds, and the man in front of him waved his hands, turning into two long knives, and rushed towards Tang Ji from behind, as fast as a speed multiplier.
Whoosh!
The biomass long knife drew a Z-shape in the air, but the bloody scene Villalobos expected did not appear. The man in front seemed to have eyes in his back. The moment he drew the knife, he accelerated his pace and pulled away.
After reaching a subtle distance, the tip of his knife touched the man's clothes and cut Lonely.
Tang Ji didn't even look back, and just continued to move forward, letting the sword mantis man behind him dance with his hands like a helicopter, with his sword close to MISS.
The two sides walked forward for twenty-two meters in tandem. The man with the sword mantis struck out one hundred and seven times, but saw no results. He was panting from exhaustion.
Tang Ji sighed, suddenly stopped and turned around, letting the knife mantis slash his forehead, curling the blade of the biomass knife.
He just looked at Rickard, his angry translator, as if asking: "What the f*ck are you doing?"
Rickard realized now that this was anger that needed no translation.
He walked forward quickly, and while the Mantis Man looked a bit stunned, he punched the opponent in the face, causing the player to lose consciousness. Then he looked at Tang Ji with questioning eyes, as if asking:
"How about I translate?"
Duang!
Tang Ji kicked the car parked on the side of the road into a V-shape, turned around and walked away. The low air pressure emanating from his body became even more serious.
Rickard looked at the scrapped car, and then at the offline player lying on the ground. He used his legs to measure the player's body a few times. Finally, he shook his head and dragged the player to the ground apologetically.
He positioned himself against the wall to prevent a crushing accident, and then gave chase.
"I have to record this, I have to record it!" Mikkelsen burst into laughter in his office. This joy soon spread throughout the Mikkelsen network, triggering global laughter.
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Annie and Wu Qianying, who were sitting across from each other, were also laughing uncontrollably, but when their eyes suddenly met, both of them sneered at the same time.
"Why not let that Ding Yue be the angry translator instead of bringing Rickard here from such a far away place? He looks like the kind of good gentleman." asked Anne, who was busy weaving a dream network recently.
, I have to attend four hours of classes at Aria every day, and I am extremely irritable.
What secondary allocation, what dynamic normal data storage, what network protocols, a lot of proper nouns, Anne felt that there are people sleeping and dreaming in this world all the time, why should it be so complicated.
But Aria convinced Annie with vivid examples. She said: "Do you know why the total number of members of your Church of Joy has not exceeded 2,000 before? Because your dream network is still at its lowest level, and your users
You need to create your own dream kingdom from scratch every time you log in, you are simply wasting your talents."
Being taught a lesson by a child who looked to be only eighteen years old really made Anne a little ashamed. She truly reflected on whether she had been too slack and had failed to live up to her talent for the Seven Deadly Sins.
But then she thought about the jealousy that worked too hard and was stored in a glass container as a tool, and the gluttony that worked hard and devoured everything every day and was broken down into small molecules.
Annie was relieved instantly. She was able to live safely until now only because she was lazy bit by bit!
But now Mikkelsen asked her to build this dream network. His exact words were: "This is not an order."
Anne automatically understood this sentence. This is not an order. This is your life. If you don't do it well, your life will be over.
"Because Ding Yue has a strong character, he chose his current life for the same purpose as Tang Ji, just to prevent his three views from deviating from the previous trajectory." Mikkelsen switched the screen casually, and it was Ding Yue in the screen.
myself.
It's just that at this time, Ding Yue was wearing a black night clothes, standing on the top of a building with an expressionless face, suddenly fell from the air, crossed a height of more than ten meters, and used a dagger to hit a Tiger Claw man who was trying to rob him from the head.
The tail snapped in half.
With his outstanding skills, Ding Yue disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye. He ran quickly, dodging all the cameras on the surface along the way. It was obvious that his escape route was very familiar.
Later, Ding Yue raided an underground casino of the Tiger Claw Gang, killed all twelve Tiger Claw Gang members inside, and took away the cash in the casino as expenses.
"He is not a lion cub who eats meat only after following a lion. I want to send him to Paris." Mikkelsen looked at Ding Yue's neat and tidy behavior, and a trace of satisfaction flashed on his face.
In private, Mikkelsen's agents are looking for Avengers who are as angry as Dingyue and Rickard, and try to mass-produce the Scarlet Disciples.
The only thing he needs to worry about is that his men will choose to directly create avengers in order to find angry avengers. Otherwise, those great minds will soon realize how powerful Tangji's revenge is.
