My players are so fierce

Chapter 1125 1123. Respect those things that must be adhered to

"Buzz buzz"

Under the control of Lao Qin, the high-speed rotating fine-crafted chainsaw slashed ruthlessly into the body of the gray monster in front of him.

The sharp chain saw cut made this disgusting thing scream and burst out with green corrosive blood. However, in the face of the exoskeleton's combat power bonus, the bug's counterattack obviously could not stop Lao Qin from continuing to use unparalleled power on his battlefield.

Although after the outrageous thing like power armor was officially installed in the game, the positioning of individual soldier exoskeletons among the player group quickly changed from Xiao Tiantian to Madam Niu, but to be honest, at this stage of the game, it is not possible to Players with exoskeletons are still in the minority.

This thing is an iconic protective gear for elite players.

Except for the rich brother and sister who are really not short of money, who will find a way to get one for themselves through the trading platform of the Bistro APP before entering the game, all the remaining exoskeletons require players to invest a lot of energy in the game. Therefore, whether a player is qualified enough and capable of fighting can be clearly seen by just looking at what kind of protective gear he usually uses in combat.

For example, the more than 60 players left by Lao Qin on the repair position, although the number is small, but every two people have an exoskeleton configuration, which obviously represents their strong combat effectiveness and super awesome qualifications, and in the powerful war With the blessing of experience, when this strange swarm of insects launched attacks from both the sky and the ground, these elite players quickly found a way to fight them.

The bugs on the ground are best dealt with by dashing and hitting auxiliary explosives.

The ones in the sky are a bit troublesome. Players of the shooter type need to hide in a suitable position to snipe. Coupled with the hunting illusion created by witch hunter players, they can also delay the harassment of NPCs by these flying insects. In other words, although the number seems to be There are many, but the bugs currently appearing on the battlefield are not even close to the real "Sea of ​​Bugs".

The tactic worked, and after some initial confusion, the defense quickly regained its footing.

General Bhopal and his soldiers were all equipped with powerful melta guns, so they were organized into anti-aircraft firepower, boarded the hull of the Origin Vanguard that was being repaired, and attacked from that natural sniper platform. The flying insects in the sky struck one after another.

"Bang"

The expressionless Lao Qin shot a ferocious groundworm in the head with a trench gun. He took a step back, reloaded his weapon under the cover of the three Moyu brothers, and was about to observe. Looking around the battlefield, I suddenly got a task prompt on the UI interface in front of me:

[Random mission·Battle in the Sand Sea has been triggered!

Strange insect swarms of unknown origin are trying to interfere with the Transians' repair work on the Origin Pioneer. They come with bad intentions, but we are well prepared.

The special support unit Millennium Quicksand has set off!

Governor Murphy will arrive on the battlefield in 30 minutes. Players participating in the battle are asked to hold on until support arrives.

hint!

Governor Murphy believes that the emergence of the swarm and the attack of the sandstorm bugs are more like illusions. He believes that the real danger has been concealed by the apparent chaos. Players are asked to pay attention to protecting the console data samples of the Origin Pioneer during combat. 】

"Blank!?"

When he saw this line of prompts, Lao Qin was shocked.

He immediately looked back at the main body of the sun ship still standing in the sea of ​​sand behind him. General Bhopal and his soldiers formed a defensive position around the cut hull and continuously attacked the flying insects in the sky, but the fierce battle destroyed all People's attention is attracted to the outside world, and no one is paying attention to the situation inside the spacecraft at this moment.

"Lord Ma? Old Ma! Can you hear me?"

Lao Qin immediately contacted Lord Ma, who hid in the hull of the ship because he was a novice in combat when he was attacked, but the latter's communication signal only had a busy tone.

This made Lao Qin's heart immediately sink.

"Moyu! You continue to lead the players here to resist the earthworms. Lin, bring your team and follow me! Hurry!"

Master Qin gave the order to his subordinates, turned around, and rushed towards the sun ship with the twelve elites of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry Team.

At the same time, in the cabin of the sun ship Origin Pioneer.

Prince Ma shook his body and looked at the figure walking out of the shadows in front of him. The latter easily killed several Songhai guards who protected him with only a knife. Songhai soldiers who could be selected to serve on the Sun Ship They are all real elites, and being able to complete such a kill in an instant is enough to prove the danger of the person in front of him.

Prince Ma wanted to run away, but as soon as he turned around, he heard a whooshing sound, and the sharp knife flew out and hit his face, nailing it to the floor in front of him.

Lao Qin's shout came from his calculation orb, but before Lord Ma could answer, the ghost-like guy took the calculation orb with his skillful hands, closed the communication module in twos and then threw it to Lord Ma.

"Without this thing, it would be difficult for me to even communicate with you."

A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, with a hint of helplessness and ridicule. The man said:

"The scholar asked me to learn your language. He said it is very important. I am also very confident in my learning ability. I have learned the difficult Aztec language, but your language is another level of difficulty.

Foreigner.

Let me introduce myself, my name is Sariv Shadowblade, the ‘slave master’ in the dusk.

Well, judging by the change in your expression, you should have heard of my name, right? "

Sari stepped out of the shadows and looked down at Lord Ma, who was already lying limply on the ground. He stared at the latter and then shook his head. He threw it away lightly and struck out with another flying knife to strike the grenade hidden in Lord Ma's hand. He flew out, then stepped forward and pulled out the self-defense pistol from his waist. He disassembled the weapon with a click and scattered the parts on the ground in front of Lord Ma.

"Come with me."

Sariv, wearing a shadow mask, said:

"Go to the bridge and copy the data there, and then I'm going to take you to a 'good place'.

Stop struggling!

I know that you can use some method to withdraw your consciousness from this world, but the psychic projection that makes up your body will not dissipate without death.

Unless the magical Murphy uses his almost unconditional remote control over you, forcing you to 'die' in this world, so...

Eat this! "

Salifu grabbed Lord Ma's chin and stuffed a strange-smelling pill into his mouth.

The thing melted in the mouth, and its special power exploded in Lord Ma's mouth like an invisible spider web, restraining his body. The enhanced spiritual energy prevented the projection from dissipating instantly.

"Where are you taking me?"

However, after realizing that he could still log off at any time, Prince Ma's fear dissipated. As long as the exit button was still there, he had nothing to fear here.

He gasped to regain his senses, and then stared at Saliv in front of him, reading the unique meaning from the latter's words, and he said doubtfully:

"Are you planning to instigate rebellion against me?"

"Well, that's a good word."

Salifu smiled, stretched out his hand towards Lord Ma and pulled him up from the ground. As he turned and walked towards the bridge, he said to Lord Ma who was following behind him cautiously:

"This is a scholar's idea. I think it's stupid, but I might as well give it a try.

The smartest among us believe that your existence is the most unsolvable source of magical Murphy's power. Therefore, if we want to gain an advantage in the confrontation with Murphy, we must first find a way to disintegrate the connection between you and Murphy. .

We don't even need you to be on our side, we just need to remain neutral in our confrontation with Murphy.

You see, I've been with you these days.

I witnessed with my own eyes how the masters from another world led by you restarted the precision machine tools in the Port of Origin, and I witnessed you reaching an agreement with Songhai mechanics to hand over the control data of the power armor to them. Finally, I witnessed how you Work together with supporters from another world.

You guys came up with a complete solar boat repair plan in two days. Well, I'm a rough guy. I can't understand those drawings, but my experience tells me that you didn't just sketch it on your head. A plan came out.

This is enough to prove that the civilization that exists in your world is much more powerful than the world I was born in!

In the evaluation of scholars, your civilization level is higher than ours.

Maybe in your eyes, we are like a group of primitive people who only know how to do things."

"It's not that exaggerated."

Lord Ma shook his head and explained:

"The level of civilization you are at is just the same path we have traveled. Judging from the perspective of civilization development, we are only one step ahead of you, two steps at most.

But comparing the knowledge of the Creator, there is actually not much difference between us and you. The spear-wielding primitives and the clan civilization that forged bronze are also no threat to the future people who can control the spaceship.

But I'm curious, what methods are you going to use to persuade us to remain neutral in the confrontation between you two? "

"Of course it's the same old thing. After all, you can't expect any new and exciting ideas to pop up in the stupid minds of the World Destroyers."

Salifu smiled mockingly and said:

"You are eager to obtain the knowledge of the Creator, and you have shown a fanatical pursuit of it, especially you, a small group of explorers composed entirely of masters from other worlds. Unlike other crazy people from other worlds, you entered the special world with a clear purpose. Lancia's.

I guess this should be the course of action in your world.

Others are just passionate stragglers, but you are the 'official explorers' sent by a big force.

So, we will start from this angle.

The scholars have promised that once you are willing to remain neutral, all the knowledge of the Creator in the hands of Dusk can be opened to you.

I am not bragging. Although Mr. Murphy seems to have great advantages, when it comes to the collection of creation knowledge, he is like a poor man in front of us.

There is no need for you to travel thousands of miles to explore the sandy sea, there is no need for you to laboriously tinker with this old spaceship, and there is no need for you to take risks and enter various ruins of creation.

As long as you nod, all the samples and data information you want will be delivered to you.

This is your purpose and work.

Getting the job done is a must-have for professionals!

From this point of view, there is no difference between working with Murphy and working with us, and our advantages and conditions are obviously more generous than Murphy's. "

"But you are the destroyers of the world! You hope to destroy this era, just like a group of lunatics who cause trouble everywhere, claiming that everyone is drunk and you are alone."

Lord Ma shook his head and said:

"It is risky to cooperate with people like you. You can't even control your own thoughts. What's more, Lord Murphy has no history of deception, but you can do whatever it takes to achieve your goals."

"I admit that what you said is right, but what does this have to do with you, a bunch of foreigners?"

Salifu asked back:

"Whether this season of civilization exists in this world is meaningless to you foreigners. Anyway, all you need is the knowledge left by the Creator. Besides, your second argument, you said Murphy has never deceived you?

What a joke!

I said, I have been following and observing you for a long time.

Before your members knew it, I sat with them and drank together, I hunted with them in the sea of ​​sand, and even in the defense of the Origin Port, I personally delivered supplies to your warriors.

I know the 'truth' of this world in your eyes.

I also know that Murphy made up all this for you as an illusion of a game, but some of you have already noticed the truth, sir.

I believe in wisdom. As you have understood the truth of how this world works.

Your birth, growth, adventure, battle and final harvest here are all a hypocritical lie, which was woven by Murphy himself. Now this lie has expanded to the scale of tens of thousands of people, and as Transia continues to prosper, more and more foreigners will actively jump into this lie.

Just like this, you still have the face to mock us for using fraudulent means to achieve our goals?

You are used by Murphy!

Foreigners.

In his eyes, you are just a tool to realize the Creator's plan for the world. However, do you and your compatriots really know the truth about the birth and development of this world? Are you so sure that Murphy and his Creator are really on the side of justice? "

"Shua"

The hatch leading to the bridge was quietly opened after Salifu used a unique mechanical verification. Several busy Songhai mechanic apprentices looked back in confusion, and then they were rewarded with a flying knife by one of them. They fell over in front of the horse king, letting the blood spill and splash on the control panel, and the control cabin was also covered with the smell of death.

"You don't understand anything! Foreigner."

Salifu stepped into the room, shook his head and said:

"You don't understand the sufferings of this world, nor do you understand the impact of this distorted era on people like us. You don't care about the people in this world, nor do you care about the impact of your behavior on this place.

You come here to pursue pleasure and satisfaction, and regard our world as a huge playground.

Come with joy, leave with satisfaction.

You only leave a piece of land that you have ravaged, and you want us to put on a flattering smile, welcome to come again next time.

Hmm.

Maybe you don't understand, you just don't want to care.

More than once when I was chatting with your people, I heard them complain about how miserable and boring their lives in the other world were, listened to them complain about their stupid bosses or stupid colleagues, and listened to them describe how boring and hopeless their lives were.

It's as if everything in this world is a trash can for them to vent their emotions, and It was like a piao customer confiding his feelings to a prostitute after being satisfied. You don't really care about us, you just need a moment of indulgence to put aside reality and enjoy yourself.

So, do you think we 'prostitutes' should have such respectful expectations for you and your people? "

He bent down, inserted a mechanical instrument into the console and began to copy data. He looked back at the speechless Ma Wangye, shrugged his shoulders and whispered:

"Murphy is a bad guy who does good things, and you... your essence is worse!"

"Have you said enough? You self-righteous stupid NPC!"

The Ma Wangye, who had been listening dully, raised his head at this moment. He stared at Salifu and the console behind him. At the moment when the shadow blade grabbed his neck, the Ma Wangye shouted:

"Data formatting! Start!"

"Puff"

A flying knife composed of shadows pierced the body of the Ma Wangye at this second and nailed him to the rear hatch, but when Salifu turned around and wanted to terminate the program, it was too late.

Before leaving, Eden set the formatting command for the console, and the Horse King activated it with a voice control program.

The reason why he followed Salifu here obediently was to do this. The data that was still moving turned into a cloud of dust at the data level and dissipated in a few nanoseconds, making Salifu shake his head regretfully.

He did not have too many regrets about the failure of the mission, but was very interested in the decision made by the Horse King.

He walked in front of the Horse King.

Looking at the latter struggling on the hatch, he asked:

"Why?"

"No reason."

The Horse King, who was timid just now, looked at this dangerous guy calmly and said:

"We can't cooperate with you, even if you give very attractive conditions, but... Forget it, you won't understand even if I explain too much.

You just need to know that our cooperation with Mr. Murphy is equal. There is no one who depends on whom or who uses whom. This is the correct way for civilizations to contact and communicate. Pure exchange of interests can only bring friends who are greedy for money.

And when it comes to the future of a world, sticking to something is more important than achieving a goal.

The survival of this world is indeed irrelevant to us, but we hope it will become better.

And what you just described is the fourth disaster, but we are not!

We are more like "volunteers".

I don't expect you to understand the difference between the two, but the fact is that even in your so-called gray world, black and white are also clear!

Salifu, I know your background story.

I know that you were born in a distorted society with extreme inequality between men and women, and I know that you are also a victim of certain disasters, but unfortunately, you who always talk about pursuing fair cooperation do not understand the meaning of "equality" at all. "

The horse king who was "hung" on the hatch used his last strength to sneer:

"Look at the anger on your face, it seems that you are going to risk everything to protect something. Why not look back, sir, and see what you have protected along the way. In addition, I am curious, were you so angry when you killed your mentor with your own hands? "