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Fresh, earthy, flowers and plants...

Li Ang opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings.

This is roughly a wasteland, with sparse, indiscriminate weeds and wildflowers growing on the brown-yellow soil underneath.

A hundred meters in the front is a lush dense forest, and on the plain two hundred meters in the back, there are stone monuments.

The surface of the stone steles is pitch black, with different heights and shapes. Even the smallest stone stele, exposed to the ground, is three meters high and one meter wide.

On the side facing Li Ang, all the steles were engraved with different golden lines. The lines were sleek and messy, which looked like cursive writing and some unknown pattern.

Of course, the most noticeable place of the stele is the different stele bases—not the common Bianwei animal (one of the nine sons of the dragon, also known as Baxia, shaped like a turtle, carrying the stele)

They are lifelike stone statues of creatures with twisted limbs and weird shapes.

All stone-carved creatures seem to have emerged from the darkest and horrible nightmare, with hideous faces and silent shouts, as if to break free from the eternal suppression of the stone tablet.

All the steles are separated by a standard 30 meters from each other, connected into a straight line intermittently, dividing the wilderness into two halves.

The warm sunlight from the high-hanging sun penetrates the floating clouds and shines on the icy and smooth dark surface of the stone tablet, but it makes people look inexplicably cold.

Of course, these are not important for the time being...

Li Ang turned his head and looked at the other figures standing on the same wasteland as him.

A tall, middle-aged man wearing a brown windbreaker with a book spread out in his hands;

A blond young man in a suit with a strong physique, a sturdy figure, and sharp features;

Red-haired female pirate with a long sword at her waist;

A young man driving a humanoid mech;

A woman with a long bow in her hand, a quiver tied to her waist, and a skull mask on her face;

broken.

Several people standing in various places in the wasteland, in the exchange of eyes, clearly read this emotion from the bottom of each other's eyes.

Hornheim, David, Ambori, Ding Shinji, Liu Wuxiao in the clock tower, and Li Ang in the white coat of the leader.

In this script task, the six players who appeared were all strong players who survived to the end and survived in the door-door battle.

According to the common sense that the difficulty of the script task is affected by the number, level, strength and other factors of the player, the difficulty of this task is probably not optimistic.

The most important thing is that the system prompt did not sound for a long time, the goal and form of the mission, the player who appears here is an enemy or a friend, and there is no prompt...

The six players standing faintly in a hexagon looked at each other and were silent. Finally, David broke the silence.

"Uh..."

The blonde youth from the Special Accident Division of the FBI and who was previously ranked tenth in the personal combat power rankings, glanced around, with a warm smile on his face, smiling and saying: "Long time no see, everyone."

"Yeah." Hohenheim, who looked like an ordinary university professor, nodded lightly, with an approachable and friendly smile on his face.

Ding Shinji licked his lips nervously--

Among the six people present, Hohenheim was the strong player second only to Coldwater Stone on the previous personal strength rankings. David, Amberley and others also had exaggerated destructive expressions at the end of the door battle.

Although the Kui Niu mech Ding Shinji drove was fully upgraded after the end of the battle for the door, it was completely renewed, and many additional parts were installed.

But he was mixed with this group of people, and he still had the sense of seeing sheep and tigers.

Of course, these two...

Ding Jinsi's gaze turned to Liu Wuzao and Li Ang.

Needless to say the former, the daughter of the Liu family, a non-staff member of the Special Affairs Bureau.

The latter, to some extent, is also an old friend of the Special Affairs Bureau. In the last door fight, he personally ended the invincible monster Qingqiuhu. He possessed both strength and resourcefulness, and worked in the intelligence analysis department of the Special Affairs Bureau. Highly rated...

"Why do you look at me with such eyes."

Li Ang had an inexplicable expression, "Is my handsome man burning your eyes like light?"

You put a layer of black silk stockings on your head in the mouth of the dragon head mask. We can't even see your face. How come you are handsome.

Ding Shinji resisted the urge to vomit, and controlled Kui Niu Mecha to raise his arm and point at Li Ang, "Brother Li, you recliner..."

"I don’t have a good waist when I’m old. I can sit and never stand, and I can lie down and never sit. Is there a problem?"

Li Ang did not know when he took out a chestnut-colored rattan lounge chair for the elderly that could swing back and forth from the sodium ring, lying on it, righteously said: "Young people like you who have no life experience now I don’t know how to take care of the waist. When I get old, my back hurts, my shoulder hurts, my neck hurts, and it’s hard to wear my back."

Hasn't the thing of Beibeijia been proven to be an IQ tax? And why did you even take out the parasol and sunscreen? Don't want to bask here because the sun is good!

Ding Shinji frantically complained in his heart, but laughed awkwardly and politely.

The cockpit of the Kui Niu Mecha is cut off from light, but after the teleportation is over and after seeing other players nearby, Ding Shinji chose to turn on the optical camouflage function on the surface of the Kui Niu Mecha.

Let Li Ang and Liu Wuzao see him to show their identities-Li Risheng and Liu Wuzao have a good relationship with the Special Affairs Bureau, and they are potential teammates with closer interests in this script task.

"Ha ha,"

Hohenheim, holding the Book of Sand, glanced at Li Ang, who was lying on the rattan lounger swaying back and forth, and said with a smile: "Because the system prompt hasn't sounded, I don't know if others are friends or enemies, so just wait for work."

He paused, glanced over David and others, and slowly said, "Do you feel it? The malice in this world."

Malicious? What malicious?

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Seeing Ambori nodded lazily, David hummed softly, frowning, his expression solemn.

As if seeing Ding Shinji's confusion, Liu Wuxiao put his hand on the long bow, and said in a calm tone: "The speed of spiritual recovery has slowed down."

"Ok?"

Ding Shinsi's heart moved. As a qualified person who specializes in driving combat mechanical vehicles, his upper limit of spiritual power is not high, but it is enough to use some more practical low-level skills.

However, the upgraded Kui Niu Mecha cockpit can monitor his various physiological indicators through the electrode patches inside the combat anti-G suit.

Among them is the natural recovery speed of spiritual power.

"How can the recovery rate of spiritual power be one-tenth of the original?"

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