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Xi: "Listen up."

"You are different from him, and I am different from her."

"I, Gaspard, am not crazy. I will not care about your feelings as a woman. I will not let you trample on my feelings, nor will I let you leave whenever you want."

"This is my world. As the arena says, I am the center of the world. You can't leave."

"If you want to win, how about I help you win?"

"Um?"

However, he was strangely silent after he finished speaking, and Zhao Lue didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Gaspard smiled bitterly at the expressionless Zhao Lue. He did not dare to let go of his hand, but asked quietly: "...Why don't you act like a baby?"

——As long as you act like a spoiled child, I will let you win and let you leave.

At this time, a voice came from the arena: "The winner of the first season [spectator player Lin Xingtao] has killed an important plot character and the center of the world [Emperor Chutian Lin Haiyan]"

Gaspard continued: "I am not a plot character, I am not fake, they didn't give me anything, I only have the arrow you gave me."

His expression changed, and he let go of Zhao Lue calmly. His fingers touched the scarred heart. It was obvious that he had been shot by an arrow of resistance, but he said: "Don't resist."

The author has something to say: Gaspard: We agreed to act coquettishly, but why does it feel like I’m being arrogant?

When Zhao Lue took off, he sang in his heart: Goodbye, mother, I will sail away tonight~

Without the Cthulhu Gods in this fragmented world, its development would definitely be different. Of course, Gaspard would not be as compromised as before. By the way, why do I feel that my father's love (mother's love) has deteriorated... As for whether Cupid's arrow has any effect, it is just like whether Naia is charmed or not, it is Schrödinger's resistance and charm. (Just not sure)

Chapter 254 Containment Failure (23)

Chutian, Beijing, National Defense University.

A young man walked out of the bathroom. He was short, ordinary-looking, and dressed at the level of an ordinary science and engineering man.

No matter how you look at it, he is a person who is so mediocre that he will be drowned in the crowd, unless he goes out of the National Defense University and shows off his status as a national defense college student in a third-rate university.

Even if he is a national defense student, his movements are not like those of a future soldier. This can be seen from the shuffling posture of walking with slippers and a pair of dull eyes.

He turned his head slightly and saw several men who looked different from him standing on the side, excitedly discussing the dinner party they were going to have. They were slightly startled when they saw him.

They were his roommates, and they went out for dinner without telling him.

This is actually not rejection, but caused by him being too withdrawn and hating human interaction.

So the roommates also said hello frankly: "Lu Rong, we are going to have a dinner, please come with us next time."

Lu Rong nodded and said nothing.

Seeing his roommates getting into the taxi, Lu Rong smiled.

If someone observes carefully, he will find that there is something evil in this smile, which makes Lu Rong's ordinary facial features brighten up.

If you look closely, Lu Rong's finger playing with the campus card looks like he is playing with a gun smoothly.

But even if they find out, nothing will happen to them.

Because Lu Rong is also a national defense student who can become a commander next year.

He has no background, average family conditions, simple interpersonal relationships, and a clean resume from childhood to adulthood. The only special thing is that he is a national defense student.

This is exactly what Lu Rong wants.

To be precise, Lujong is not Lujong.

He has another name, and it's an English name.

Called Grant Ward.

Grant is a mixed-race man, tall and handsome. Although he is mixed-race, his facial features can still reveal the outline of an Asian. That kind of him is far beyond comparison with Lu Rong, who is now so ordinary that he is drowned in the crowd.

But Grant is quite satisfied with the body he chose. He feels that he is now more like a killer.

Grant touched his face, thinking of his experience as an instructor at a mercenary base, and what his former student said when he first met him: "Instructor, I want to learn the kind of killing technique with a handsome face."

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The roommates were at a loss, and the scene was quiet for a while. One person made a joke to resolve the embarrassment.

A faint smoke drifted from Grant's fingertips.

Again he thought of Ward's words.

Ward had no other entertainment than watching while he was being trained. He said: "I really don't like the kind of protagonists who look ordinary and have no sense of empathy at all. The author would make them look more handsome - but when these ordinary protagonists burst out in the public eye, they become extraordinary. When you are there, the feeling of pleasure is uncompromising. ”

Grant continued: "I have also imagined, for example, when a private plane suddenly flew into the sky during running exercises in high school, and a lawyer got off the plane, and all the classmates were stunned and excitedly discussed what a lawyer was like. The lawyer walked up to me, bowed to me respectfully, called me young master, and told me that grandpa wanted me to inherit a fortune worth hundreds of millions. "

Ward: "It's cool."

Grant: "For another example, I was waiting for the bus on the side of the road, and there were a few people next to me who were chatting about big stars who were very popular recently. They noticed that I was listening to their chat, so they asked me if I was a fan of hers. I said no, and they just She ignored me and even secretly thought I was a country bumpkin that she didn’t even know about.”

"Then." Ward held his chin up and smiled with interest.

"Then a Lamborghini drove up slowly with the window open. The big star smiled and said to me, "Sorry, dear, I'm late." Then I got in the car with a calm expression.

“Hahahaha—why Lamborghini?”

"I know about Lamborghini, Ferrari, and Porsche."

"That's it. I recommend you one. How about the Pagani Fengshen?"

They abandoned the knife-edge confrontation during the day and chatted happily. Ward even said that the two of them were quite similar.

Grant later learned that Ward really had a Pagani and could really do what he fantasized about.

"Peng——!!!"

The airflow overturned the car, and a bright air wave exploded in the direction Grant pointed.

Immediately, a series of explosions, mixed with screams, rushed into the peaceful sky above the university.

Several players who wanted to attack him were instantly killed and turned into dust drifting in the wind.

[The second phase of the mission: killing people like hemp. Please kill and destroy in this world. Players can activate personal hostility mode. Killing each other will drop additional relics...]

Grant gently shook his finger and then turned his gaze to the stunned onlookers.

This was also the exciting scene he envisioned.

An ordinary, almost useless college boy who was ignored by everyone suddenly raised a gun one day without changing his expression and killed the enemy with a calm expression. When the smoke cleared, he was greeted with either fear or awe. Ward didn't want to come to the base to train just to show off, so since Grant used his name, he could be considered pretending for him.

It's a pity that the smoke has cleared here, but the battle is not over.

The explosion of fire flipped over the car and the girl's skirt, and also revealed the trump cards of several players.

Grant shouldered a rocket launcher coolly and said, "Let's go together."

——

The incident at the National Defense University has gone viral all over the Internet, and there seems to be a special force driving the spread of the video.

Everyone can see that ordinary or even insignificant figure moving forward calmly in the hail of bullets.

He raised his hand, inserted countless firearms into the ground, picked one up and fired.

Each blow hits the enemy's head steadily.

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