My Cell Game

After seeing the scene introduction, Jiang Zuo's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Shu Ran who was next to him with milk in his mouth.

The scene introductions were all done by Shu Ran. Just this wicked introduction is completely encouraging the players to dig up the ancestral grave of the self-destroyer.

Regarding this, Jiang Zuo frowned, and said: Please be sure to step up your efforts!

Dig it up, if the ancestral grave of the self-destroyer is dug up, I'm guessing he'll be with you forever. I just don't know if the self-destroyer has the concept of ancestral graves.

The players in the live broadcast room were also amused:

"Digging graves? Are the officials so exciting now?"

"I realized again that Cell Online is actually a tomb robbery game (funny)."

"The tomb-robbing function has been developed again? I sold this game to you for 10,000 yuan, and you all lost money."

"Virus: You guys raised me like a pig, so I won't talk about it. Are you going to dig up my ancestral grave now? It's unbearable! It's against you players!"

The big devil's eyes lit up, and a new scene appeared!

Look at the scene introduction, tsk tsk, the king's tomb is at least at the level of a big boss, and there must be a lot of good things in it.

Walk around the grave by yourself, maybe you can reach full level directly!

As for the word digging graves, it was automatically ignored by the Great Demon King. Can cells be the same as people?

Digging a grave is just a figurative term. The Great Demon King thought, what kind of grave is it called? Planning is really useless. It should be called "The Ruins of the Ancient King". Listen, this name is so compelling.

The four kings walked together in front of the "tomb" and performed some virus-specific "ceremonies".

The language of the virus can be translated, but the behavior cannot be translated, and the players can't understand it. Watching a group of viruses go around is like watching a free show.

After the ceremony was completed, the viruses left. They are the kings of all groups. There are a lot of things waiting for them every day. There is no time to waste time here.

After they were gone, the Great Demon King slipped out of his hiding place, and after making sure the surroundings were safe, he swam towards the palace tomb.

"Old irons, pay attention to a wave of live broadcast room, the anchor will show you the ancestral graves of a wave of viruses." The big devil said, and came to the gate of the palace.

"Fuck, are you really going to 'grave robbery'? The anchor can't do it."

"Yes, this kind of thing can't be done indiscriminately, just send out the address, leave quickly, and leave the dangerous matter to me."

"Will there be any mechanism trap?"

"I don't know. The tomb of the virus must be very spectacular. There should be layers of scenes in such a high palace."

"expect!"

"Looking forward to +1!"

The Great Demon King didn't stop at the door, but squeezed into the palace tomb along the main door.

As soon as he entered, the big devil was dumbfounded, and the players watching the live broadcast were also dumbfounded.

How big is the interior space?

What about the king's tomb? Is the standard so low!

There are too many slots, and the big devil choked up an old slot in his throat, not knowing where to complain.

Well, if you have a smaller interior space, you should make it smaller. After all, it is not the main scene, and it is understandable to save some production costs.

But what does it mean to be so small?

The Great Demon King was almost squeezed to the point where he almost doubted his life. The space inside this nima was enough for him to squeeze in a single cell. He couldn't even turn around, and the cell membrane was almost torn.

What about the grandeur? There are a lot of funerary objects as promised, so how can you make a fortune?

Shabby!

How fucking shabby!

The big devil is ashamed to come here for the virus, the space is so small, isn't it crowded for you to live in it?

It's still a generation of self-explosive poison kings, the palace is only such a small area, I feel really sad for you!

If the former self-explosive poison king heard the complaints of the big devil king, he would definitely be blown up with anger. You don't even look at what place you entered. After entering my grave, you still dislike the small space? Come and dig if you have the ability!

For a building like a self-demolitionist, if you dig too much, it will collapse, and the collapse will kill the virus!

The big devil was really uncomfortable being squeezed, and the palace and tomb were too dark to see anything clearly, and there were no pictures to take.

In addition, there was nothing to be gained, and there were no so-called "funeral objects" at all. The Great Demon King didn't plan to stay here any longer, he wanted to squeeze out of the palace.

At this moment, in the cracks of the palace, a long black thread-like substance seemed to sense the existence of a living body, slowly waking up from a deep sleep.

The black thread floated out from the crack and slowly drifted towards the cell membrane of the Great Demon King.

It's a piece of DNA, broken DNA.

Before the big devil noticed, this piece of DNA broke through the cell membrane defense line of the source cell and entered the big devil's body.

"Huh?" The Great Demon King sensed that something was wrong, something strange seemed to have entered his cells.

He was entered by an unknown object!

"What's wrong with you, anchor?"

"Why didn't you move?"

"Speak, anchor, why did you stop halfway through the talk? Did you drop the line?"

The audience in the live broadcast room saw that the big devil suddenly stopped, as if he was disconnected midway, and stopped motionless in place.

Staying at a friend's house tonight, he went to bed early, and went to bed after eleven o'clock, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was quite loud at night. I was embarrassed to type halfway through this chapter, for fear of disturbing others. Sorry, this chapter is only half written, short and weak, I admit it (funny).