My Cell Game

Under the leadership of the Great Demon King, a large group of self-destroyers lined up and entered the player's camp.

Tens of thousands of players surrounded the two sides, similar to the general attitude of welcome.

The self-explosive poison king looked at the scene in front of him, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

It was obvious that he was the conqueror, but this kind of welcoming scene made him feel that he was the one who was captured.

Not only the self-explosive poison king, many self-explosives felt a little weird. But let them say it's strange, they really can't tell, it's just a simple intuition of the virus.

The size of the virus is much smaller than that of the cell. Even a large self-detonator can only be regarded as a younger brother in terms of size in front of the source cell.

The influx of more than 30,000 self-destroyers did not have much impact on the players' frontline camps, at most it crowded a little.

The players are very generous, saying that they are not too crowded, and if there are self-destructers who are willing to come, they are very happy.

Why are you happy? The self-detonator's walking energy, of course, is open to all comers. It's like having a large group of walking banknotes in your house, who would think too much money?

But cells are different from people.

People walk on the ground, and most of their daily movements are in a two-dimensional plane.

But cells live in bodily fluids, like creatures floating in the ocean.

For cells, their daily movement is three-dimensional. Not only can they swim back and forth, left and right, but they can also swim up and down normally.

Therefore, in terms of active area, the active area of ​​cells is much larger, and it is difficult to be overcrowded.

Self-explosives poured into the camp, and the players had already built a special breeding ground in the camp.

Players talk among themselves that it is a breeding ground, but externally it is called a palace built for self-destroyers, so that self-destroyers can have a place to live after they "occupy" the camp.

Led by several legion chiefs, the Great Demon King and the Self-Explosive Poison King quickly entered the breeding ground. Bah, the palace.

On the bright side, it must be said to be a palace, but if the self-destroyer heard the words "breeding farm", he would go crazy on the spot.

When the virus comes out and messes around, it also costs face!

As soon as they entered the palace, the self-explosive poison king and his party were shocked by the "magnificent" palace.

Compared with the shoddy palaces built by the self-destroyers, the farms built by players are simply magnificent and full of design aesthetics.

The huge dome is six cells high and ten cells long, and the spaces inside are separated one by one, large and small enough to accommodate thousands of viruses.

There are more than a dozen such farms, which are distributed in various places in the camp. He explained to the self-destroyer that it is convenient for the self-destroyer to manage the camp.

In fact, the players are lazy. A breeding ground is built in each place, which is convenient to take and use at any time. It can also separate the self-destructers to prevent the self-detonators from defecting collectively, killing two birds with one stone.

In the breeding ground, the self-explosive poison king and a group of generals above level 50 have also specially designed private residences.

These generals above level 50 are the leaders of the self-demolition population and the brains of the entire population.

The hut is specially designed for the generals, which seems to give them special care, but in fact, the players deliberately separate the generals from the ordinary self-demolition, so that the government orders of the self-destruction population cannot be communicated, and it is convenient to interfere with it.

It can be said that from the moment the self-explosives stepped into the camp, they completely fell into the pit carefully prepared by the player.

The self-explosive poison king is still unaware of it. In the introduction of prostitution, kneeling and licking in the waves, the self-explosion poison king's vanity has been greatly satisfied, and he is very satisfied with this group of source cells.

After more than 30,000 self-explosives had arrived, the Great Demon King took the former king and a group of commanders and walked towards the special conference hall, preparing to hold a meeting inside.

The door of the conference hall was closed, and the players and low-level self-demolitionists were isolated.

Players don't mind this at all, and they have always been patient enough for extremely valuable pets.

What's more, once the live broadcast of the big devil starts, the situation of the meeting will be broadcast to the forum in real time. If players want to watch it, it should not be too simple.

This is a meeting about "how to counteract the coalition forces of the three major populations".

The self-explosive poison king and the big devil discussed how to use this group of source cells as cannon fodder to block the three major coalition forces as much as possible and prevent the self-explosives from being wiped out.

In addition to the self-exploders of the leadership, An Quantao, as a representative of Yuan Cell/"cannon fodder", also participated in this meeting.

Conquering the source cells so easily also made the self-explosive poison king doubt the combat effectiveness of the source cells.

The source cell surrendered so easily, could it be that it is just a strong outsider but a weaker middle?

If there is a war with the three major coalition forces, with the combat power of the source cell, will it be defeated in an instant? In that case, conquering the source cells doesn't seem to have much effect.

Among all the viruses present, the big devil has the most right to speak. The Great Demon King thought for a moment, and asked An Quantao below: "How is your source cell race's combat power?"

"Back to the former king, one is as powerful as ten." An Quantao said according to the lines he designed.

As soon as these words came out, they all looked at An Quantao, neither surprised nor disdainful.

The reason is simple, they don't understand what "one counts as ten" means.

Jiang Zuo, who was watching the live broadcast, stopped, glanced at the little girl next to him, and said, "Your voice pack is not good, you can't even translate idioms."

Little Loli blushed, "It's not my voice pack, that's right, it's that group of viruses whose IQ is too low to understand idioms, that's right, it must be like this."

Little Lolita nodded resolutely, and dumped the blame on the innocent self-destroyer.

Jiang Zuo rolled his eyes.

Seeing that the virus didn't respond, An Quantao thought the game was stuck. Before he could be confused, Jiang Zuo threw a pop-up window in:

[Reminder, limited to different races, different cultures, different sexual orientations, and different IQs, the self-destructive may not be able to understand some of the idioms you said. Why not try to change it to a more popular term? 】

"Isn't this game designed so realistically that even the ethnic and cultural background has been taken into consideration?" An Quantao didn't know what to do, and tried to speak in plain language: "I mean, our source cells can kill ten of them! "

There was an uproar in the hall, the self-explosive poison king and the generals were speechless for a while, a protein-eating virus was choked and rolled in the water for a long time.

One hit ten?

Are you really embarrassed to say that to us? Don't you remember how you were conquered?

Fighting is not good, but each one of you is good at pretending to be aggressive. The self-destructive poison king is stuck in his heart. I think you can stand up to ten of you by pretending to be aggressive.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the place to talk about serious business!" The self-explosive poison king said to An Quantao: "We are about to face a terrible battle. To be honest, what is the combat effectiveness of your race?"

"Back to the self-explosive poison king, to be honest, the fighting power of our race is not too strong. But." An Quantao paused and said:

"Our source cell race is more like an auxiliary race.

The last time you besieged the white blood cells, you also saw the self-explosive poison king. Our cells are not very good at fighting frontally, but are good at assisting your group and improving your group's combat effectiveness.

In the eyes of his subordinates, no matter how terrifying the war, there is nothing to be afraid of.

My group has specially prepared new weapons for you. With the help of new weapons, we can kill as many enemies as they come. "

"Oh? What new weapon?" The self-explosive poison king became interested. Indeed, as An Quantao said, the auxiliary ability of the source cells seems to be very strong, just like the last time he pushed the cart to send the self-explosive into the enemy camp.

Suddenly, the self-explosive poison king had some expectations for the so-called new weapon.