Thriller Paradise

464. Chapter 464 Screening

    "you are……Crazy? ”The confessor asked with her "ventral language."

    "It seems that I am not really famous…"Unexpectedly, he recited a sentence, and then he used a very relaxed tone to look at the horrible dead creatures in front of him. "This beauty, has not been consulted…Which one are you? ”

    "Confessor."The confessor replied with her hoarse, weak voice. "I am the prince of the secluded king – one of the nine singers of the dead spirit."

    "Oh?"I couldn’t help but hear the four words of the secluded king. I came to the spirit instantly and said loudly, "It turned out to be you!" Long back for a long time!In front of a creature with two eyes stitched, he still spared no effort to hold his fists and put on a flattering face. "You are my idol, I am fortunate to see today. I am lucky to have three lives."

    At this time, Xiaoshen and Matcha Crisp on the fire truck were blindfolded, and looked at the front of the car with a contemptuous look.

    "Is it true that he is called 'beauty' for all the opposite sex…"Matcha crispy mouth twitched and whispered softly.

    I used to think that the brother called the matcha cake several times. Now it seems that these beautiful women have no credibility.

    "That may not be."Xiao sighs, "He has always claimed that he has an advanced aesthetic that transcends racial and secular concepts…"

    “Is the taste very heavy?”Matcha crispy.

    "Not that meaning, um…What do I mean by that?For example, when we look at foreigners, we always feel that they are very similar, and foreigners who look at us Asians are often confused. ”Xiao sigh explained, "And the brother belongs to the other extreme, he is the kind that can put the little yellow man (from Chris.Leonard’s "Despicable Me," a person who was distinguished by the appearance and name of two protagonists, Gru and Navalio, who used capsules of DNA, fatty acids, and banana puree…Even if you put two hedgehogs of the same breed in front of him, he can also find out which one is more handsome…"

    "Oh?"Matcha crisps for a few seconds with an unclear look, then shrugged. "I would rather accept the conclusion that the praise from the madness is very cheap."

    Xiao sighed: "In fact, his kneeling is the cheapest…But you can think like this. ”

    Just when the two men began to spit on the aesthetics of the singer, the seal had already ended the dialogue with the NPC and opened the door on the side of the passenger seat.

    As soon as he opened the door, he said: "There are two things, let me explain."

    Xiaoshen and Matcha Crisp face each other, his face is full of doubtful colors, and his heart has risen a little ominous premonition…

    "First, your body seems to have something wrong."Feng Shou first said to Xiao Sheng, "so that the confessor mistaken you as the time official under the master of time…So she will suddenly kill the middle of the road. Fortunately, before she launched the attack, she realized that you are just a stranger, and we will survive. ”

    HeyXiaoshen's face became more and more white, and the cold sweat became more and more. He turned his head and looked at the confessor standing in front of the car. "What kind of problem is it?" How do I feel nothing? ”

    "Oh, it's not a big deal. It's nothing more than a time dust that has infiltrated into your left hand more than a month ago. Now it has traveled through your body like blood…"I didn’t feel it, I said, "Speak up…At the scene of the death question and answer, the guy named Hephaestus did say to you – 'The time that belongs to your left hand has been overdrawn. If you don't deal with it, the hand will be turned into dust soon. 'This line. ”

    "But I obviously have nothing!"The more you listen, the more nervous you are, the more shocking you are.

    "You are a doctor, you should be clearer than me…Many diseases have no symptoms until they reach the advanced stage. ”I didn’t know how to spread my hands.

    "But what Hephaestus said is 'not long after'? It has been more than a month since the actual time has passed! And my hand has not turned into dust! ”Xiao sighed quickly.

    “hmm…We have to think about it this way. First of all, Hephaestus is a god in Greek mythology. Those who live far more than ordinary people, the understanding of the word 'not long after' may be deviated from us…"Feng Shuhui replied, "Secondly, the influence of the 'system' on you is unpredictable. After you return to the landing space, perhaps the wound is closed, and the effect of time dust is temporarily suppressed, but its existence has not been eradicated. ”

    So now what do we do?Xiao sighed.

    Before he had finished asking, he would hand over a SCP-500 and said: "There is no loss of the horse. At the moment, we are not sure what kind of follow-up effect the time dust will have on your body, so it’s time to wait and see…I will give you the medicine anyway, you use it as appropriate. ”He was very cautious and deliberately did not name the item, but instead used a word "medicine" to refer to it, in case the matcha was next to the heart.

    Of courseAt this moment, I feel more worried about it. Matcha is very strange to the SCP Foundation's setting, and even if she speaks the word SCP-500 in front of her, she can't know what it is.

    "Okay, let's talk about the second thing."I didn’t feel it, then I said, "I am leaving."

    "What?"Matcha crispy and slightly eyebrows, look changed, "Where?"

    "I have already convinced the confessor, she promised to take me to see the leader of the dead spirit. No accident, in this script, I can formally become a partisan of the Kingdom of the Dead…"I couldn’t help but look forward to the civil service.

    "Smirk!"Matcha sneer, "Previously you tried your best to convince me to form an alliance with you. As a result, we haven't met the enemy yet, but you patted your ass and left?"

    "And don't say…If I don't give you the opportunity to form an alliance, you have already turned into points…Just say, you have no loss, right? ”Feng Shuai replied, "On the contrary, you also got a very strong vehicle and a reliable hitter."He paused. "In short…If you believe in me, you and Xiaoshen continue to move towards the source of the buzz. I will come back soon to meet you, don't worry, I must find a way to find you. ”As he spoke, he watched the expression of the other party quietly. "If you want to scatter with us, then it is fine. The gold locust can be given to you, but the 'our agreement' is invalid. Everyone is going all the way."

    When he said something, he said that the matcha was in silence…

    Feng is not very good at persuading others, because he has a talent, a talent that all the best advisers have had since ancient times – accounting. Count your own account, calculate the boss's account, count the friend's account, count the enemy's account, count the world's account…The same thing has different meanings for different people. Only by making the other person's account clear, can you guess the bottom line of the other party and win the possibility of cooperation.

    The more thorough the inner thoughts of the other party are, the greater the room for mediation. From the perspective of negotiation, it can be invincible.

    "Heng!"AlrightI have been on a thief boat, and I am not planning to come down. ”Sure enough, after more than ten seconds, Matcha Crisp made a reluctant return.

    Jue Ge has long known that she is unwilling to break up. The bottom line of Matcha Crisp is undoubtedly the ownership of the Golden Locust One. She gave this powerful fighting machine a hand, and she was reluctant to do so. It doesn't make sense for her to leave the car alone, because only the driver's seat and the gunner's position are there, so that the power of this thing can be exerted.

    "Good, I will take a step first and the two will be careful."After failing to explain the matter, he took a step back. Before closing the door, he still squinted and said in a cold, cold voice that he thought he was cool: "I_will_be_back."

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    At the same time, in the blockade area, the top floor of a building.

    The four seed players were gathered together in a sneak peek, Shiva, waste wood, and the corpse knife. They sneaked into a distant intersection.

    The sights there are not much different from the rest of the city. The streets are dotted with corpses and skeletons, and the buildings are covered with strange vines and blood. The only difference is…Above the ground, a black spherical space-time crack is suspended.

    What's that? Some kind of black hole that can be operated? ”Asked the waste wood.

    The corpse knife was the king. "You two are not playing well, and you are forcibly dragging us here too…Just to let us visit this? ”

    "No!Shiva reached out and pointed her finger at the distance. "Look over there…"

    The firewood uncle and the corpse knife moved in the direction of the direction of the king, and moved the line of sight together.

    But see, on the street below the crack, there is a tall creature of half man and half beast walking forward. On the shoulder, there is also a player (the club badge on the back of the clothes, so you can see the player). The player is not struggling, almost in a state of motion, it may be that his fitness has been exhausted…Soon, he was taken directly below the blast tunnel.

    In the middle of the crossroads, stood a woman, wearing a gray pair of clothes, looks very ordinary, like the passers-by in the sandbox game, can be said to have no features.

    "What does this monster do for the player?"The corpse knife is Wang Niandao, "Wait…This monster has the ability to beat the players in this script? ”His look changed slightly. "With this strength, it must be the direct staff of the four-column god."

    “No.”Ghostly, "is a derivative."

    "What?"The corpse knife turned over to the king. "Isn't that a rumor on the forum?"

    Hello?That derivative murdered. ”When the firewood uncle used the telescope, he still did not remove the sunglasses on his face. God knew how he saw the distant scene.

    The corpse knife was Wang Wenyan, and he turned his attention to the street.

    At this point, Rut has already made the player's life. Her technique is very simple. First, the right index finger is used to point to the other's head. Then, the finger suddenly turns into a mercury-like shape and grows sharply, piercing the other's skull like an awl.

    Understatement, one blows the commandment.

    What is going on!The corpse knife asked the king, "Since you want to kill, why should you catch it at the beginning?"He looked at the sneaky and Shiva in a puzzled way. "Is it true that the beast of the wild animal wants to let another humanoid guy brush the experience?"

    "According to our observation…"Shiva replied, "The woman seems to be doing some sort of screening work…"His look was very dignified, and there was some fear in his eyebrows. "Her men helped him capture the player and then brought it to her, and she made the final decision."

    "What to filter?"Waste wood uncle turned and said.

    "Don't know…"Ghostly replied, "We only know…So far, no one has met her requirements. ”

    Wastewood is not sinking: "That is…Are all the players who have been arrested killed?"

    I said.Does this matter have anything to do with us? ”The corpse knife said to the king, "There is a NPC power in this script that specifically kills players. What about it?"

    "Not a NPC, a derivative."Ghosts corrected.

    "Good…Derivatives. ”The corpse knife is unrecognizable. In his opinion, no matter what those things are called, they are virtual characters in the game. There is no essential difference. "I just want to say that your actions make me very Explained. Even if you know these things, just make sure you don't get caught. Why bother to inform others? Don't you want to win this ratio…"

    "You haven't figured out the situation yet?"The sneaky face was very unsightly, and the tone was very depressing. He directly interrupted the other party and pressed the door and said, "Look at the dead…"

    The knives for the king and the waste Chai once again looked at the street, but they saw…The corpse of the player did not turn into white light, but lay on the ground straight, and the brain and blood gradually came out of the wound and landed.

    The derivative of the immortal beast seemed to talk to Ruth a few times. Then he picked up the body, like throwing garbage, and stumbled to the side.

    At this time, the knives were king and the firewood uncle realized that…The pile of flesh-and-blood dead bodies on the corner of the street is not a set on the script map. thoseAll of them are the players who competed for the peak battle…