Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

This sudden scene of these people is something that many people did not expect.

The sophomore veterans hadn't been eliminated yet, but they didn't expect that there would be internal strife among the freshmen.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that when those people stretched their palms over the scoring sphere, they didn't catch them.

Their palms passed directly over the integrating sphere.

They didn't believe this evil, and stretched out their hands to the scoring ball again. Biqu library

"Naive, since the opponent is going to act as a bait, do you think they will use a real scoring sphere?" At this time, Song Wenwen stepped forward and looked at several people and said.

In fact, he almost laughed out loud.

The old birds were indeed using real scoring spheres, but before everyone acted, he [cut] the scoring sphere in the woods.

Take the scoring ball in your hand.

At the same time, the [Create Shortcut] skill was also used, leaving a ghost image.

Because there is no energy contained in these integrating spheres, it is extremely easy for him to operate.

For him, the more energy an object contains, the more difficult it is to operate.

Example: He duplicates a slice of an ordinary drink, almost in the blink of an eye.

And it took him three months to copy Long Lingzhi.

He deleted a piece of paper, and it was done in the blink of an eye.

But if you delete a supernatural person, it is possible to drain him dry.

Because the more energy it contains, it is equivalent to the larger the memory of the file.

A 1kb file and a 1gb file take completely different time to operate.

For this special material, but there is no integrating sphere that contains energy, [Cut] and [Create Shortcut] are almost done in the blink of an eye.

The few freshmen who just snatched the points ball, heard Song Wenwen say this, and there was no guilt on their faces.

Instead, a trace of unwillingness and regret flashed across.

They don't regret their actions just now, they just regret that they didn't judge the situation clearly.

"These people, don't be close friends!" Song Wenwen looked at the few people and said in his heart.

He didn't take this matter to heart.

In fact, long before he acted, he knew that there would always be a few mouse droppings in a team.

Many people have always put their interests first, and it is impossible not to be tempted in the face of so many scoring goals.

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So see clearly who is trustworthy and who is not.

As classmates, they will get along with each other for several years in Imperial College, so they naturally need to have an understanding of each other's character.

"Let's proceed to the next step!" Song Wenwen said, and took out the dummies made yesterday from the network disk.

These dummies are about the same height and weight as everyone else.

At first glance, I thought it was real.

"Xin Hui, Xiaofei, you two will control these dummies and go to the left."

"Just like what we discussed, the speed doesn't need to be fast, just buy us time." At this time, Song Wenwen said to a dark-skinned man with pierced ears.

This is the supernatural person who can control things that he asked Jin Zizai to look for yesterday.

Because so far, only those with the ability to control objects can make these dummies move forward in the air.

All he has to do is confuse his opponent.

Let the opponent think that all of them have gone to the left.

"Understood, don't worry, leave it to us." Xin Hui and Xiaofei said at the same time.

The next moment, the two activated their [control object] ability, controlled the dummies, and shuttled to the left.

"Come on, let's go to the right!" Song Wenwen said to the crowd.

Just like that, many freshmen galloped to the right.

After galloping forward for a certain distance, everyone stopped.

Because next, they will implement the second step of the plan.

Please enter the urn, and then catch the turtle in the urn.

"Sister Nangong, I will leave this place to you."

"I'll lure them here." Song Wenwen said.

"Don't worry, we will set up traps here." Nangong said.

When she said this, she looked at Song Wenwen with a hint of admiration.

To be honest, she was a little unconvinced that Song Wenwen was able to pass the college entrance examination perfectly with 2000 points.

However, through this period of contact, I found that although Song Wenwen did not show a strong attack power.

But the means and wisdom displayed are extraordinary.

However, this does not mean that she admits that she is not as good as Song Wenwen.

Everyone has something they are good at, and what she is better at is fighting, not making these fancy plans.

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After all the birds are eliminated, she must compete with Song Wenwen in an upright manner.

"Men in black, assemble!" Song Wenwen didn't know what little sister Nangong was thinking, but said loudly.

Following his call, more than forty people walked towards him.

He hurriedly used his PS skills to turn them all into ghosts.

His plan is not just to invite the king into the urn, and then catch the turtle in the urn.

His plan is still difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the false is confused with the real.

After making these preparations, he continued to gallop forward alone.

Soon, he came to the place where the sophomore bird on the right was ambushing.

"Fat Brother, Fat Brother!" Song Wenwen shouted loudly.

He just used Word's [Word Count] skill to count the hidden people around him.

A total of 47 people, the leader of which is the fat leader.

Song Wenwen heard it before, someone called him Fat Brother.

So, he also yelled like this.

"What's wrong?" At this time, the fat team leader appeared in front of Song Wenwen and asked.

"Brother Fat, according to our previous plan, the rookies have already discovered the empty city plan under our arrangement."

"As we expected, they chose to go around from both sides."

"But they went to the left."

"Brother Hou asked me to come over and tell you, let you also attack together, and we will attack back and forth."

"In this way, they can be wiped out to the greatest extent." Song Wenwen said.

"No problem!" The fat leader didn't hesitate at all.

He had heard the sound of battle coming from ahead, and guessed that the freshmen had discovered the trap.

He was still a little worried that it would be bad if the freshmen were not fooled.

Now that I heard Song Wenwen's words, my hanging heart finally let go.

"Brothers, it's time to avenge your shame!"

"Follow me!" The fat team leader said, beckoned to the others, and galloped forward.

"Shame?"

"Then I wish you all good luck!" Song Wenwen looked at the figure of the sophomore veteran galloping forward, and then said meaningfully.

Then, with a movement of his body, he accelerated his speed and hurriedly ran in front of the crowd to lead the way.

Because he wants to make sure that these people will enter the encirclement of Miss Nangong and the others.