Unlimited Fraudster

"Guiyi, what is the result of this reincarnation?" In the spacious conference hall, a somewhat lazy voice sounded. The owner of the voice was sitting at the top of the conference hall at this time, as if he had not woken up.

However, everyone present was accustomed to his half-dream and half-awake appearance, and communicated with each other very calmly.

However, if you look closely at the people sitting in this conference room, you will immediately feel that the san value has dropped sharply.

Because, in this conference room with less than ten people, everyone is so similar.

It's not looks, it's not temperament, it's not ability, it's not demeanor, it's something that is more indescribable and indescribable. They seem to be assimilated and connected in series by some potential thing, as if they are a mother... No, just As if they were the same person.

Even if their hair color, face shape, height... and so on are all different, anyone who sees them will have this strange feeling, as if seeing a person.

"Like the previous ones, the ball is dead!" Sitting on the right hand of the half-awake man, a displeased young man grinned. He seemed to have something to do with the young man who spoke, but he still explained:

"If I were you, I would quickly put the 'door' back in place, so that we could open the door and hit it! Or you could have Guanghui make a program or something."

"I've already explained this, Gaia has completely blocked that world, let alone us, he can't even intervene! Even if I have programmed the invasion, the only ones that can enter are those that fit that plane. It's just the person who was set!" The man called Guanghui was sitting on the opposite side of Huiyi, that is, the Lord sat on the man's left hand. Quite helpless.

"I can't do it either! It's not up to me to decide when who will return. I have to work hard for the other 'me'! You and Guanghui have both come out, and I'm desperate even before the door returns!" The man yawned lazily, then looked at the others—

"Is there anything you can do?"

"How many times have you opened this kind of meeting, you can't help it, if you can open the door, let alone us, I'm just [beep—] a Mi Qing can go in and make a mess of this plane. Chaotian, the question is, what's the use if you can't get in? Can you just smash it? If you have anything to say, hurry up and finish it, I have to go home to accompany my wife and daughter!" The blue-haired youth rolled his eyes and raised his eyebrows. The tea on the table was drunk.

"Who's not in a hurry to go home and accompany his wife!" The yawning host of the meeting glared at him, then sighed, obviously when they got up back then, everyone was "brave and diligent", but now they're all salted fish what? Is this the so-called life of sorrow and death of comfort? But he's not happy yet, is he?

"Why don't I put another avatar in? This time I will definitely do nothing!" The man sitting opposite the blue-haired youth raised his eyebrows, and almost everyone clapped the table at the same time and shouted:

"no!"

"How can your avatar not be in trouble? Last time, the entire plane was reversed, and the progress jumped a lot. I didn't know what you were, and I took you as an undercover agent to clean up. !" The half-awake young man rolled his eyes, and seemed to be in a lot of energy, needless to say, he must have been awakened by this proposal.

"It doesn't work, it doesn't work, what do you say? Although there is still plenty of time, it is only a matter of dozens of reincarnations. When Gaia completely strips out the origin of 'them', we will all have to blow up!" Wearing a modern The clothes, however, were more immortal than the brilliance in the robe, and the young man spread his hands. There seemed to be endless data flow between his eyes, and in the end it turned into two big characters——

pill!

"Then what can we do? After being dealt with like that by the incarnation of the troublemaker, ordinary people can now enter that ghost place, and that world suppresses all supernatural powers, even if you bring in the exercises, it will not help, only technology can help you. It can be used reluctantly, but do you think that without the augmentation of supernatural power, someone can climb the technology tree with one person? After all, if there is no basic industry, even if he gives him the Gundam design drawing, he will not be able to save it!" He woke up. The host of the meeting sighed, feeling that talent is hard to find.

"Who said no? I, Guanghui, and Green Flame are not all..."

"You are too embarrassed to say it!" The host of the meeting's eyes became more diligent, "Your plug-in is a cluster biological thread, Green Yan directly visualized the computer, and Guanghui also condensed the yin and yang lines to improve its own computing power. If there is no plug-in computing package, Don't talk about the Four Swords of Immortal Execution, let's try your Meteor Star? Your brain won't burn you into a paste!"

"Hey, don't underestimate people, I still throw the Qingping sword when I return the magic stick to you. Believe it or not!" The phantom of the "sword" immediately concentrated in his palm, and under a series of extremely mysterious changes, the phantom of the four long swords turned into a string of complex and unimaginable data streams, and then weaved into a mediocre handle , but also contains horrors that shatter the truth of the world.

"Don't add to the darkness! You said it is now, the question is how to start? I don't think we, as outsiders, can compare to those protagonists and villains without cheating." Guanghui clapped his hands, A faint electric current flashed, and the long sword in the hands of the blue-haired youth known as the dark dissipated immediately. It can be seen that this guy didn't really want to fight, otherwise his housekeeping skills would not be destroyed by a small cracking technique.

"By the way, my wife picked up a green skin last month. I think that kind of thinking power is very interesting..." The young man who said he was going to send an avatar suddenly spoke up, and the meeting room fell silent almost instantly.

"I'll go~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chaos, why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't I think of it! Green skin, green skin! That's all, I'm thinking about my intelligence, and I quickly called my brother Mao. How many of us? Let’s study it all night, maybe it can upgrade the magic stick cells!” Lu Yan grinned uncharacteristically, but the young man called Chaos scratched his face and said embarrassedly:

"That's what, only green skin, no brother Mao."

"Okay, who doesn't know what kind of stuff your big wife is, hurry up and let her spit it out, let's go to the Dnd plane to get a few Divine Kingdoms to feed her! Brother Mao! That's a rare thing, let her be It's a waste of food to eat!" The minutes of the meeting, who hadn't spoken much and had no sense of existence, suddenly said, as the only cook in the conference room who could treat the plane as a dish, his words were still very useful.

"Okay, okay...I want snacks from my wife..." Chaos left with a very shameless look. After half a month, a brand new plug-in was upgraded.

He sprinkled the upgraded version of God Stick cells into the multiverse with his own hands, and the salted fish youth who entered the half-dream and half-awake state again muttered like a dream—

"Now, let's wait for a suitable technology side Feng Xue to appear..."