Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

No matter how Liuxing viewed the world she lived in, no matter whether Zhuang Xuteng came back or not, she could not overcome the physical needs. After supplementing nutrition and receiving treatment, her body and mind issued instructions for rest.

She fell asleep quickly, but it was a shallow sleep. Her body would often twist restlessly, and tears would flow from the corners of her eyes. Zhuang Xuteng sighed, sat down by the bed, and put his hand on Liuxing's forehead. He steadily and quickly absorbed the resentment, reducing the impact of the side effects of the shadow on her, just like in the past. In this way, Liuxing could sleep more and more peacefully and have a real rest effect.

Liuxing was still alive, which gave Zhuang Xuteng a lot of hope. If one could survive, the second could survive. With their intelligence and connections... Maybe after his death, the company's willingness to track would no longer be so strong, and they would have a chance...

Zhuang Xuteng sincerely hoped so, but he also knew that hope would hurt people in many cases. He did not dare to blow up his hope, but just thought about it for a moment and then gathered his emotions. After this resurrection, perhaps because of the absorption of the Lich Master's life box, he found that emotional control became very easy, and it only took one thought to gather his thoughts. This is very undead, and it is very convenient.

"It's time to get down to business."

Leaving the protected area of ​​the Wall of Sighs, Zhuang Xuteng just wanted to get rid of the company. He has invented a whole set of spell systems for this purpose, and has tested them in the Shadow World. However, the environment of the Shadow World is different from that of his hometown. In the Shadow World, he can only confirm through experiments that there is no logical problem with the spell and it can be established through mana, but the actual effect can only be tried here.

Zhuang Xuteng extended his perception tentacles. There are social public work points everywhere nearby, just find one. He has improved the spell and used his zombie physique in it, which can directly connect to the human brain computing network.

To put it bluntly, it is to replace the previous dead bodies with zombies and access the computing network through the existing workstations. After entering, Zhuang Xuteng was not in a hurry to expand the affected area, nor did he use the network to extend his perception tentacles to increase the detection range. He began to use Dr. Senna's theory to gradually replace the mana in his spells with the power in the computing network.

If this step can be successful, then the perception tentacles will be equivalent to obtaining almost unlimited mana support. Assuming that the mana generated by a social public work point can support a perception tentacle, then Zhuang Xuteng has the opportunity to create a tentacle in every social public work point in the world. The coverage of each tentacle is about a sphere with a radius of four kilometers, and according to the distribution data of social public work points in various cities, these tentacles can definitely cover all cities.

"It would be better if it could support more than two tentacles..." Zhuang Xuteng focused on controlling the spells, using the method of robbing Peter to pay Paul, gradually replacing the source of mana in the spells. Soon, he found that the amount of mana seemed to be insufficient. The users of social public work points lack shadow slaves and implants. Most of them are just people at the bottom of society, and the shadow slave mana is quite limited.

There are only thirty machines in Zhuang Xuteng's nearest social public work point, which is not enough to support a perception tentacle. Zhuang Xuteng changed his shop again. The scale of this place is seventy, and there are currently sixty-six people using the machine. Here, the shadow mana is definitely enough, but this does not satisfy Zhuang Xuteng.

He wants to cover all areas. If he only relies on more than 50 social public work points, there will obviously be many loopholes. The method he invented has one thing in common with the magic circle of the lich master to destroy the world: there is only one chance. Zhuang Xuteng cannot accept the result of lameness, he has to...

"Wait, infinite mana is right next to me, I can use this shadow suppression network..."

The shadow network used to track him has not been closed for more than a year after his death, and it still consumes huge shadow energy, which makes Zhuang Xuteng very confused. He wondered if there was another guy similar to himself, and the company felt pressure again and had to maintain the detection network for attack? But no matter what the company's purpose is, so much shadow energy is constantly reverberating and consuming in the air, why not use them to do something truly beneficial to mankind?

"The second source of mana: shadow atmosphere."

Zhuang Xuteng continued to adjust the perception tentacles, and he soon discovered that allowing a perception tentacle to obtain two sources of mana at the same time exceeded the design framework of the spell. In fact, this statement is not accurate. The spells of the perception tentacles need to be controlled by Zhuang Xuteng, so he always retains a trace of mana and most of the control mechanism. The computing power network of the social public work point is actually the second source of mana, and "shadow from atmosphere" should be considered the third.

The third source of mana is unacceptable - this is the most accurate statement.

In this case, let's create another perception tentacle with "shadow from atmosphere" as the source of mana. Zhuang Xuteng can maintain multiple perception tentacles at the same time, and now he also follows the same method and diverts the mana of the shadow from atmosphere.

The whole process went smoothly, and he quickly solved a little unexpected situation in the middle. Zhuang Xuteng successfully created two perception tentacles of different natures, one using the resentment and shadow from energy of the staff in the social public work point, and the other without a source of resentment, simply using the energy of the shadow from atmosphere. Both tentacles have their own advantages and disadvantages, and they need further adjustment when performing tasks, but they can both be used, and if used well, they can meet Zhuang Xuteng's spell needs.

"Half of the success... Hey, the meteor seems to be waking up."

The ghost servants and sick ladies he created have been guarding Meteor. The former is responsible for observing the status of Meteor, helping her get things, opening doors and turning on lights for her. The sick lady is responsible for the bodyguard, not only to prevent others from harming Meteor, but also to prevent Meteor from harming herself. When necessary, she would shout "Hey, hi, hi, hi, hi" directly into Meteor's ear, and Meteor would be shocked, paralyzed, and fall down. Zhuang Xuteng used this low-pitched banshee howl as a non-lethal weapon, and the effect was guaranteed.

This is also a helpless move. Meteor believes that she may be under the control of the company. It is difficult to say whether she will commit suicide to keep the secret. Zhuang Xuteng thought of this in advance, so of course he had to prepare in advance.

Meteor opened his eyes, still looking confused. She put her hands down and sat up. It was obviously much better than before when she rolled over and then slowly got up. Meteor first looked at the bandages on his arms doubtfully, then lifted the quilt and looked at the ones on his body and legs. She asked: "Did you bandage me?"

"Yes. How are you feeling?"

"My skin is very itchy, and I feel pin pricks from time to time. Can you adjust the program? It's either very itchy or very painful, don't mix it, okay? I don't know how to react when these two feelings are mixed. "

"Haha, it can't be adjusted. Your skin is infected by fungus and it looks like this after taking the medicine. Meteor, are you hungry?"

"A little bit... I'm going to the bathroom first." Meteor started to grind. Seeing Zhuang Xuteng boiling water and making porridge, she rushed to the door and reached for the padlock with both hands.

Boom...she was bounced back. Zhuang Xuteng used the Wraith Servant to block the door and gave it a thin layer of disintegration effect shield, which was enough to offset the impact of the meteor. "Liu Xing, I am Zhuang Xuteng, Naike, and Scarecrow. I finally found you. Don't rush around - I don't want to attract the company's attention so early. Do you understand?"

"Tell me something that only Zhuang Xuteng and I know!"

"It turns out that when we lived upstairs, your door lock password was..." Zhuang Xuteng said many things, including the details that Roubao would hide when he saw her. He noticed that Meteor had always maintained a doubtful expression, so he sighed and said, "I'm afraid you still don't believe it, right?"

"If I am controlled by my brain, my brain may make judgments without thinking, including judging whether what you say is right. I have no way of distinguishing which ones are facts and which ones are illusions brought to me by technology."

"Then there's nothing we can do..." Zhuang Xuteng rolled his eyes, sighed and sat down. "I told you there was nothing you could do. Why did you keep me talking for so long?"

"I want you to talk for a little longer and treat it as if Zhuang Xuteng is really back and is really not far away in front of me with me."

Hearing what she said was pitiful, Zhuang Xuteng certainly lost his temper. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then came up with a plan, and then said: "Liu Xing, regardless of whether you think I am real or not, you don't have to say anything you don't want to leak. Can you tell me something that the company definitely knows."

Meteor tilted his head and asked, "Why do you want to know something you already know?"

"Just pretend I don't know." Zhuang Xuteng spread his hands and said, "How are my family and friends?"

"How do I know this? I'm not Nike's exclusive intelligence officer. I serve Lucy."

"So how is Sister Lucy?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

Meteor grabbed the pillow next to him, put it on his head, and then made a gesture with his right hand to open a lighter. She imitated the sound of the fuse "bah bah bah" in her mouth, and then stretched her hands upward suddenly. "Bang!" She kept pouting, raising her hands in the air and swaying from side to side.

Zhuang Xuteng closed his eyes and closed them hard. He fully understood the meaning of Meteor's actions.

"My mother arranged a substitute for me, so I ran, I ran, and then hid, but I was still found." Meteor smiled and said to Zhuang Xuteng: "It's good here, let me die here. . If you agree, maybe I will confess."

"Continue to live! I don't have the ability to change the scene, so just stay here." Zhuang Xuteng said: "When it gets dark, you will go out with me. I have to go to a few places to check, and I have to take you with me. Let’s change hotels later, and I’ll find one with better facilities.”

"Upgrade the system and have new scenes?"

"Whatever you say." Zhuang Xuteng was not in the mood to joke when he thought of Sister Lucy's last scene. "I will avenge her. She is not only my middleman, but also my good friend - it was me who caused everyone's fault."

"It's not your problem, it's the company's fault! Even if there is no Nike, the people in the company will take away my mother's property."

"Wait, Lucy is your mother?"

"Don't you know?" Liuxing looked at Zhuang Xuteng and blinked his big eyes. She suddenly realized something, and tears started to flow down her face, as if a reservoir was opening to release water. Zhuang Xuteng was at a loss and hurriedly comforted her, passing tissues and then towels to her.

After crying for a while, he finally stopped. Meteor's eyes were red, he was holding a wet towel in his hand, and he started to press his lips hard again. Zhuang Xuteng waited for her for a while and said, "Don't be so excited. Sister Lucy never said you were her daughter. I was just surprised. Well, there is nothing like the photos of you and Lucy when you were young. I really didn't look at them. come out."

"She showed you photos of her when she was young, but didn't tell me she was her daughter?"

"Yes! That was what happened after I returned to Peicheng after hiding outside for half a year. She took off the mask and showed it to me, told me what happened before, and then promised me that she would never betray me to the company. She gave I saw the photo and said she was very beautiful before..."

"What's in that photo?" Meteor asked.

"I have a very clear impression. She was holding up the fish she caught. The background was a small dock in Peihe. It seemed to be somewhere outside the city." Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while and said.

"Your authenticity has increased by five percentage points, but it may also be that the secrets in my brain have been pried open by five percentage points." Meteor shook his head vigorously, and Zhuang Xuteng quickly held her cheeks with both hands to ask her to stop, lest she Hurt yourself. At this time, Liuxing hugged Zhuang Xuteng, fell into his arms, and said softly: "That photo is fake, I made it. She doesn't look like that, and only a few people know her true appearance."

"Okay, it doesn't matter. Sister Lucy is always very cautious. I can handle it... Meteor? Meteor?"

Meteor, who had been fine just now, suddenly started to tremble in Zhuang Xuteng's arms, and his left nostril was bleeding. Zhuang Xuteng immediately used super cache martial arts to provide her with vitality and at the same time checked on her condition.

The Eye of Shadow showed that a large amount of resentment suddenly increased in Meteor's brain, and the side effects of Shadow Cong were almost overwhelming, and Lanqi Syndrome could be induced at any time. Zhuang Xuteng was very surprised. He had obviously transferred and eliminated all the side effects he had accumulated before. Why were there so many suddenly? No matter how it happened, he immediately relieved Meteor's symptoms and finally pulled her back from the line of life and death again.

After his grievances were resolved, Meteor began to cry again, with runny nose and tears, and at the same time, he grabbed Zhuang Xuteng's arm with both hands. At first, Zhuang Xuteng just thought she was scared and comforted her softly. After a while, he saw that she was still like this and was not getting better at all, so he frowned. "Stop crying, crying too much will hurt your health. If you have anything to say, just say it. If you feel uncomfortable, you can just beat me up - just pretend that Zhuang Xuteng is alive, and then it's me, okay?"

"You are too bad, you are not willing to spend money... Can you give me some safety blue? The lowest dose is fine! The Dream Mist Experience Machine will also give me some. You brain control me, do you still torture me like this?" Meteor's face turned blue, he curled up, lowered his head, and sobbed. "It's so uncomfortable... I don't want Nike, please give me some safety blue... Even if he survives, he won't come to me, so just spare me! I like him very much, but he has nothing to do with me. Gana, you don't want me at all. Why are you arresting Morgana? Even if he tortures me to death, he will only cherish my memory and won't expose himself for me. He is a bad guy! Bad guy! Wuwuwu..."