Cannon Fodder is Not In the Service Area

Stepping out of the circle of light, Su Jiameng had a calm smile on her face, and with a sweep of her calm eyes, she took in the bustling scene around her. The virtual streets on the interstellar network are still very lively, and it suddenly feels like going back to ten years ago.

The Zerg did cause great panic and harm to the Human Alliance. However, the Human Alliance continued to cheat shamelessly, and the war was still limited to a relatively small area. It did not fully affect the entire alliance, forcing humans to cower in a corner.

"Hiss—it seems that Gu Ningxuan's suggestion has some merit. It's a good choice to come here to relax occasionally." Su Jiameng stretched her body and breathed in the extremely realistic fresh air into her body, exuding laziness from the inside out. It means comfort.

Su Jiameng doesn't like to log in to the interstellar network because this virtual world is too peaceful and too real. Compared with the cruel and brutal Shura hell in the outside world, the environment here is so peaceful and lively. The comparison between the two makes it easy for people to think of escaping. Timidity.

It's not that she thinks it's bad to be addicted to the virtual world, but she doesn't like such depraved comfort. Because of these reasons, she usually logs into the interstellar network for a special purpose, and rarely does it just for fun and shopping.

"Mecha fighting arena...I haven't been there for a long time..." Su Jiameng used to go to the mecha fighting arena for only two purposes, fighting and making money. Now she goes to the mecha fighting arena just to watch the game. It's not that she doesn't want to play, it's just that she's not suitable anymore.

According to the situation revealed by the caretaker Ning Xuan, the world has begun to pay attention to the existence of thoughts, and many regular fighting arenas have set up the review of thoughts.

Although Su Jiameng is a tenth-level mind master, the promotion time is too short and she cannot control her mind as desired. If she is not careful, her bottom will be exposed. Will she be able to play well by then? For the sake of future happiness, we must learn to exercise restraint now.

Furthermore, if she, a nine-level master, went to challenge a poor girl in Novice Village, would she still lose face if her waistcoat was uncovered?

Su Jiameng said that she still wanted to lose face, so she went to the mecha fighting arena to watch the game with a disposable trumpet. Perhaps it was the Zerg that inspired the Human Alliance. She had just entered the fighting arena hall of the Silena Galaxy and immediately noticed the difference between now and ten years ago.

Before she left, although the mecha fighting arena was also lively, most of the members participating in the competition were calves that had never seen blood. But now... she only walked a few steps and noticed several people passing by. There was a strong bloody murderous aura all over his body.

For someone like Su Jiameng, whether a guy has killed someone or not gives her a completely different feeling.

He had killed someone before, and even though he looked honest and honest, it was difficult to erase the sinister look in his eyes and the faint blood that lingered around him. If he has never killed anyone, even though he looks fierce and has clean and ruthless skills, he still lacks substantial oppressive power!

"Huh - suddenly I feel that the existence of a mecha fighting arena is still necessary." Su Jiameng bought a ticket for a large-scale melee, and in the blink of an eye, she was teleported to the auditorium of the mecha fighting competition where the intense battle was taking place, in the huge venue. Stage a violent melee!

The life-and-death pressure brought by the Zerg on people is too great. In order to vent their uncontrolled emotions or improve their fighting strength, many people come to the mecha fighting arena from time to time to compete. Fighting is the fastest and most convenient way to vent your emotions.

The two thousand-man teams off the field were full of excitement from the very beginning, attacking violently, and the battle was extremely fierce! Su Jiameng's large-scale melees at that time were still about strategy, but this time it was different. Let's just rush together and fight to the death!

The melee has entered a fierce stage, and many spectators were infected by the atmosphere and shouted slogans in unison!

Su Jiameng listened and realized that the audience was too excited, shouting things like "Tear them apart", "Crush them", "Slaughter these bastards", "Beat them until they are beaten". Their future grandchildren will not recognize them] and other slogans...

Haha... These guys are so passionate... The corners of Su Jiameng's mouth couldn't help but twitch. She thought she could see a high-level melee, but she didn't expect that what was going on was an indiscriminate fight... These guys are really good!

Of course, Su Jiameng also had to admit one thing. Such a simple and violent battle can easily arouse the atmosphere, make people secrete hormones vigorously, and enter a very exciting state. In fact, to put it darker, there is a violent murderer lurking in everyone's heart. It is usually well hidden, but it is easily exposed under certain circumstances.

This bloody and violent mecha battle obviously met the requirements of seducing and luring violent beasts, making the audience excited and crazy. Even a rational and calm person like Su Jiameng, in such an impulsive and passionate environment, felt a little anxious.

Raising her hand to touch her forehead, Su Jiameng clicked to exit the viewing seat. After returning to the hall, there was still a vague warm sound in her ears.

She dug her ears with her little finger and planned to watch other games. Anyway, there are a lot of credits in this simple smart brain account, enough for her to spend as much as she wants to watch the game. She was concentrating on browsing the upcoming matches, ignoring some details.

A few thousand meters away from the entrance of the mecha fighting arena stood a slender young man with long sleeves and straight skirts. His face was handsome and delicate. Each stroke seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece from heaven. A pair of slanting heroic sword eyebrows diluted the vague look. Handsome and feminine, her lips are moderately thick and red, and the edges of her lips are slightly upturned with a pleasing arc, and her skin is even more breakable.

His attire was incompatible with the people around him. He had long sleeves and straight skirts, a flowing green shirt, and a bundle around his waist, which made his waist taller and slender.

Wearing a white jade necklace on her snow-white neck, a white silk belt on one wrist, and a pair of exquisite transparent bracelets on one wrist, two small fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, covering her slightly confused eyes. There was a bit of confusion and confusion on his face.

Such a handsome young man stood here, his expression still so cute, it was just that the words "I am cute, I am stupid, I am easy to bully, I beg to be ravaged" were written on his face. Passers-by couldn't help but turn their attention to him, and the rate of turning back was approaching 100%.

Because the boy is still young and has an unparalleled handsome appearance, there is a sense of indistinguishability between male and female. In addition, his waist-length black hair is tied up high, which seriously interferes with others' judgment of his gender. Of course, his current expression is so animalistic that it makes you want to hold him in your arms like this and that. It is normal to offend someone who is mean-spirited or obscene.

"This handsome boy, are you going to film?" The young man's eyes were fixed on the gate of the mecha fighting arena. He was wondering whether he should go there to find someone, but he saw about a dozen burly men and a few heavily made-up men. The woman vaguely surrounded him.

"No, I'm not an actor." A trace of confusion flashed through the young man's dark eyes, and he immediately opened his lips, and his cold voice had the unique hoarseness of young people, without the weird harshness of the voice-changing period, and it was very pleasant, just like a gurgling sound. Clear spring stream.

"Then what are you wearing these clothes for? Is it a role play? Or is there some school activity?" Just as he was talking, one of the women raised her hand to see his sleeves. The boy pulled back as if he had encountered some embarrassing scene. Sleeves, handsome face stained with shame and anger.

This woman... is too unreserved! How can you have sex with someone of the opposite sex? It's just... it's so deviant!

"It's nothing. Please move out of the way. I'm blocking the road." The young man pursed his lips. The strength of the few people around him was too weak, and he never thought that these people would have plans against him. He regretted a little, he shouldn't have been too far away from his master before.

Although he was very angry, the way he showed it was really not a deterrent. Just like a little kitten meowing and showing its claws, it would only make people feel cute, and it would not be associated with the level of cruelty. Guys with meaner hands are getting more and more Want to tease one or two.

"Ouch, are you angry?" The woman took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, and the several strong men chuckled and showed meaningful smiles.

They are also people who often hang out in mecha fighting arenas, and they usually don't have a decent style. Occasionally, it is common to fall in love with some good-looking opponents and take advantage of the competition. It's just that this is an interstellar network after all, and if you want to have some real sex games, they can't do it. They can only catch newcomers to tease and bully them, just to wipe their hands.

The boy's reaction was beyond their expectations. He nodded seriously and said, "I am indeed angry. I hope you will get out of the way."

Pfft - well, this innocent and cute newcomer boy is really unexpectedly cute...Those busty women with heavy makeup smiled boldly, and a few men also wanted to take advantage of the situation. However, the boy soon revealed a ferocity that was inconsistent with his appearance.

"Ouch - it hurts - you bastard, let go of my hand!" The man who wanted to touch someone's waist but was grabbed by the wrist grinned and screamed. The young man's slender white fingers pinched his wrist, with clear skin color. It looks extremely harmless.

"Scum! Who are you talking to!"

The young man's eyes darkened and turned scarlet. His handsome face looked sinister like a devil. The aura around him suddenly changed. The air was distorted by the tyrannical oppression. Several people who were close could feel their own skin. I had close contact with the cold blade, and it was clear that there was nothing, but it still hurt, and it was still a severe pain like a thousand cuts!

"Hmph!" The young man brushed away the man's wrist and escaped from the crowd in a flash. He walked steadily towards the gate of the mecha fighting arena. The violent aura on his face gradually subsided, returning to his previous harmless appearance.

And those who stayed behind waited for the young man to leave, and they later realized that each other had become bloody people!

The man who wanted to take advantage raised his hand and wiped his face, which was soaked with sweat, and it felt a little sticky to the touch. After taking a closer look, I realized that it wasn't sweat, it was blood! There is still a lot of pain on my face...

This method... is too weird, right?

Several people swallowed in fear as if they had seen a ghost during the day, and their legs went weak.

Damn it, mom, there’s a monster here...it’s so scary!