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Chapter 1387 1384 Someone always needs a last fight, but this time it's Dusk's turn

Chapter 1387 1384. There is always someone who needs a last ditch effort, but this time it’s dusk’s turn

"ah!!!"

The ear-piercing screams rang out from the balcony of the villa, frightening the sleeping crow so much that he opened his eyes. Then he saw little rich brother jumping up and gasping for air to take off the game helmet from his head.

The student party below who had tidied up their rooms and were playing games online also rushed up. They didn’t know what was going on. They just pointed at Little Rich Brother’s pants and shouted:

"Hey, you peed your pants! How old are you? Wait a minute, it doesn't seem like you are."

"Fuck! Don't look, I'm going to change my clothes!"

Little Rich Brother looked down, his old face turned red immediately, he covered his lower body amidst the weird laughter of others and rushed out. After a few minutes, he changed into a new pair of pants and returned to the wide balcony with a weird look on his face.

He sat there without saying a word, but his eyes were blurry, as if he was savoring some strange feelings just now.

This scene made Brother Crow raise his eyebrows.

Thinking of Little Rich Brother's strange behavior just now, Crow glanced at his lower body thoughtfully, but the student party didn't care so much, they surrounded Little Rich Brother who seemed to have recovered and asked questions.

Pigeon Bao held up your poor helmet and said:

"Did you die over there? Your helmet has entered resurrection standby mode. What happened to you over there? Why did you die suddenly?"

"Well, I encountered something in my dream."

Brother Xiaofu waved his hands in embarrassment and said:

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. I found Casper, she's not dead!

No, that's not accurate. She died, and her entity has disappeared. However, thanks to the blessing of Mrs. Tracey's forbidden technique, she absorbed some dream power from the dead nightmare tyrant, and because of the power of the material world, With the release of the blockade, she has now broken through the shackles of the Golden One.

She said that she was now a demigod in the dream world, but because the dream was broken, the connection to the Ash Burial Plain was unstable, and it would take some time to reweave the dreams of all living beings.

As long as the Ash Burial Plain, which is the subject of the dream, regains its subject, the dream can unfold again. "

"Well, this is a great thing!"

Ah Yu immediately cheered and said:

"Now players have a new map to explore, great!"

"etc."

Niu Niu stared at Little Rich Brother suspiciously and said:

"You just say what you say. What's up with that weird smile on your face? Are you so happy after eating magpie shit?"

"Hey, you don't know how much I made from Lao Huo's evil investments."

Brother Xiaofu calmly changed the subject and said:

"Now I am one of the top three richest players among the players, do you understand? As long as I am willing, I can spend a lot of money in the game every minute. Well, let's not talk about this anymore. Casper is still alive, and my love affair can be saved. Tonight Go out and have fun!

You choose the location, and Mr. Zhou pays for all purchases!

I won’t come home until I’m drunk tonight! "

“Yeah!!!”

Although the easy-to-satisfy student gang also made a lot of money from Lao Huo's investment, they jumped up with joy when they heard that they could eat and drink for free, and at the urging of Little Rich Brother, they contacted local players to come out together. The cool team building made the villa lively again.

But on the balcony, Crow grabbed the little rich brother who wanted to leave.

He's not that easy to fool.

He stared at Little Rich Brother and said:

"What did you and Caspar do in the dream?"

"Well, you should ask what we didn't do."

Little Rich Brother showed a mean smile, put his hands on his hips and said proudly:

"First base, second base, home base and first blood were all won! I really didn't expect that in my dream, I could bypass Master Murphy's damn seal."

"Well, no wonder you got offline."

The crow pouted and said:

"It took you a long time to do it, was it really fun?"

"Ahem, that's not the case either."

Brother Xiaofu immediately looked embarrassed and apologized to himself:

"It's just that my severe mood swings triggered the health conditions of the game helmet and forced me to be kicked offline. After all, it was my first time, so it's understandable that I'm excited. But I really didn't expect that my girl with the look of a royal sister would My friend also coughed, so I won’t talk about it.

Anyway, let’s go out and be cool tonight!

Brother Crow, I have to thank you very much. "

"You go ahead, I won't go. I don't like that kind of noisy situation."

Crow waved his hand and said:

"Just send me back later. After you finish your fun, remember to go to a regular psychiatrist tomorrow to prescribe some medicine to cure your mental exhaustion these days. Besides, if you really want to help, I do have something here. I have to ask you.

I'm going to trust you with my two dogs. "

He pointed to the two Dalmatians chasing and playing happily on the big lawn in front of the villa, and said to Little Rich Brother:

"I am now immersed in another world every day and can't extricate myself. As a result, I really have no energy to take care of them. These two bad boys lost their temper and demolished my home a few days ago. You know, this is not my situation. Very easy to beat them

These two dogs were originally given to me by Lao Li because he was afraid that I would be lonely. Now that I have adjusted myself and am ready to go out and find a job, I no longer have time to take care of them.

I know you raised the manticores well in the game, so I also confirmed that you can take good care of them. "

"Okay, no problem! It's a piece of cake."

The little rich brother agreed generously, but when he was about to go out, the fat brother learned that he had another job of taking care of the dog, which made him really unhappy.

However, he had signed a contract with Brother Xiao Fu before, so it was natural for him to give him work now. He complained a few times and then accepted.

So far, this matter has ended perfectly.

But the consequences it triggers are not in the real world.

In the Blood Vulture Corridor of the Scarlet Castle, Murphy, who noticed that his "disciple" unexpectedly went offline, called up the internal monitoring of the game helmet in confusion, and then was stunned to see Little Rich Brother and the dream gatekeeper in the dream. "Wrongdoing".

He was shocked for several minutes before he came back to his senses. He jumped up with a look of astonishment, like an angry parent who discovered his child's premature love and exclaimed:

"It's broken! Let that kid play 18+ content in advance. What if this nonsense gets spread? No! The matter of Gray Desert must be put on the agenda immediately.

It is necessary to match every player with an alien entity before this matter is fermented on the forum.

However, this kid is really weak. He was so excited that he was offline. I really didn’t expect that. Go away and exercise your cardiopulmonary skills! With your small body, it’s a good thing that Pomegranate didn’t choose you, a thin dog, otherwise someone would have been killed in a matter of minutes if she was really violent.

Trish, Trish!

Stop hiding around and drinking and fishing. Call Adele over. The dog planners in the development team have to work overtime.

Within three days, the announcement of the new version must be completed! "

——

"Bad news, several of our chambers of commerce in Nordtof have gone bankrupt."

The slave owner who "returned from vacation" appeared in the dark area of ​​the laboratory. He said with a casual tone of sarcasm and ridicule:

"It is said that the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce misappropriated the funds to invest in the business of the Misty Sea Trading Company out of greed. They happened to catch up with the craziest period of expansion of that damn thing and spent a lot of money to acquire investments from many retail investors. The vouchers were ready to make a fortune, but before their acquisition could be completed, the scam exploded.

So fast that the idiots don't even have time to mobilize funds from elsewhere to fill the gap.

The result of the instant rupture of the capital chain is that our system in Nordtov has become a headless snake. Many projects that are being promoted have been forced to stop. The worst thing is that because the decision is made by the upper management, in order to avoid disaster, senior members They have all taken their money and absconded.

I can foresee that with the continued rise of Murphy and the defection of the Sisters faction, our system will definitely be uprooted in a short period of time.

However, I really didn't expect that the first knife was struck in this way.

It was simply the malice of fate. "

"Well, you actually think this is all due to our bad luck?"

Old Bach, a scholar who was busy in front of complex experimental equipment, said without looking back:

"Those harmful scams do seem to be about harvesting wealth without any rules, but behind the scenes, the goddess of wealth is secretly leading. If you want to say that this time our chamber of commerce went bankrupt, there was no behind-the-scenes operation by Ms. Dutna. I don't believe it. .

It seems that the God of Wealth has also chosen his own camp.

This surprise that is not a gift is the rejection of the invitation she sent us and the ‘cover letter’ sent to Murphy.

But that's nothing.

People have made it clear that the chariots and horses are driven by the greed of people. I only think there is a problem if the bugs in the organization are not fooled. Moreover, those deeply buried systems have not been used for many years, so the loss is lost.

Nowadays, I don’t care about the air leakage from all sides, but your vacation is a bit too long, right? Mind telling me what you did? "

"Following your suggestion, I went to learn more about all aspects of the foreigners."

The slave owner said casually:

“It was disappointing because I just saw a bunch of guys talking and talking and I didn’t get any knowledge that could help me.

Where is the chief monk?

Isn't he here? "

"He went to subspace to receive the reward."

The scholar replied:

"Because of his series of 'wonderful operations', the subspace shadow side successfully expelled the Sentinel Legion and the New Gods, and brought the entire subspace battlefield under control. This alone is enough for our leader to be in the shadow of chaos." Accept the glorious 'promotion'.

Perhaps by the time we see him again, our leader will have become the legendary ‘Chaos Demon’.

And it's not just the commendation from His Excellency Original Sin. I heard that several heavyweight subspace bosses who were active in the Age of Creator expressed their appreciation for him.

Tsk tsk, this is really enlightening.

As for the order that the Chief Master left for us before he left, it was very simple and the same as before. He asked the two of us to stay in the Old Continent and do our best to prevent the advancement of the Order camp.

He keenly predicted that the focus of both sides would fall on the Greenhouse of Life, and told me that even if this place was destroyed, the Order camp could not occupy it. "

"Tsk, as expected, after Yuan, Dagon and the nuns all 'paid' for the organization, it's our turn."

The slave owner snorted and said:

"But on the way back, I noticed that a lot of power in the organization was being mobilized, and there seemed to be signs of converging on the new continent. So, has the chief monk made up his mind to go to his destined place?"

"Yes, the heart of the world! The place where truth is stored."

The scholar responded:

"He will launch a decisive battle there and drink the pool of truth as a chaotic and undifferentiated demon, so as to achieve the final promotion and make himself one of those 'Eternals'. But I guess, you and I have a high probability No chance to see that scene.

Believe me, according to the calculation results of the recovery, there is more than 95% probability that the two of us will not survive the decisive battle.

But that doesn't matter.

The thing you and I long for is right in front of us, and it is a happy thing for us to die in this life-long struggle. "

"So what are you doing?"

The slave owner did not refute the scholar's unlucky statement. He curiously looked at the strange collection in front of the scholar, which was made up of many Creator devices. He asked:

"This looks like a cultivation cabin, what? If you don't use the life greenhouse, why do you want to build an ecological cabin?"

"The outer incubation room of the Life Greenhouse is shouldering important work. I cannot interrupt the pregnancy at this time. As for the ecological cabin in front of me, you can temporarily understand that I have taken on a 'private job'."

The scholar let out a sharp laugh unique to halflings, and amid the sound of knocking, he said:

"The chief monk has decided to abandon us, which also gives us freedom. Although it is useless for us to be free, without his supervision, it can also free us to do some things that we could not do before.

You see, you and I both have the consciousness of dedicating ourselves to something, but besides us, there are other colleagues in the Twilight Organization, and they also have unfinished business to complete.

We can't go that far, but we can give our companions a chance to achieve their 'ideal'

Back off!

He's almost awake. "

At the scholar's warning, the slave owner immediately took a few steps back, and the scholar quickly retreated to a safe position with a mechanical cane.

The breeding cabin in front of them that had been collected by scholars vibrated with frightening bursts of energy sparks. This collection of equipment that was completely inconsistent with the engineering specifications of the Creator was like a gun made by the Master of Peshawar. On the verge of explosion.

But the old Bach still had two brushes.

As he watched intently, the cultivation cabin wrapped in the dazzling energy storm did not explode in the end. Instead, it was almost stuck in the countdown to explosion when it was about to reach the extreme overload, successfully completing this unplanned cultivation.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the hatch of the breeding cabin opened.

In the cold air that was used to protect the body tissues, a strong and strong hand grabbed the edge of the cultivation cabin and made the person inside sit up with all his strength.

A standard human posture. You can tell from the bridge of the nose and palate that this is a Zealander.

He was nurtured and awakened with the energetic posture of his prime, but when he opened his eyes, he showed a pair of weather-beaten wise eyes, as calm and deep as the calm sea.

The somewhat out-of-control psychic energy on his fingertips turned into tiny lightning bolts wrapped around his palm, fully demonstrating the outstanding psychic adaptability of this body.

"Yo, I thought it was who it was."

When the slave owner saw this guy's face clearly, he immediately clapped his hands and said:

"Welcome to come back to life, Lord Maireadin. Forgive me for asking, how does it feel to finally be freed from the control of the chief monk's soul?"

"It's nice, it's relaxing, it's free, actually, it's never been better."

Maireadin, who was nurtured and resurrected, stood up from the breeding cabin, took the robe handed to him by a mechanical guard next to him and put it on. He also took his iconic magic cane from the scholar's hand, and pulled it gently. The classic cane is transformed into a special staff that can release purifying spiritual energy.

All this made him nod with satisfaction.

"So, what's the first thing you do when you come back to life?"

Saliv asked:

"I can guess that you will definitely not let go of the chief monk who dragged you into the abyss. Therefore, is there anything you need my help with?"

"No need for now, Your Excellency."

Maireadin rubbed his conscious forehead and said:

"I have to meet a 'friend' first. I made an appointment with him to do something big together. Steiner's mysterious councilman who is loyal to Chaos is not a big problem. The real problem is how we choose ourselves. The road ahead?

If you have identified threats, how can you deal with them to ensure that past tragedies do not happen in the future?

Well, these are all questions we need to consider. "

The former pride and representative of the Ring Tower turned back and looked at the two people behind him, one tall and one short, with gentle eyes. He said:

"I plan to form a new organization, but now it lacks talents like these two, so do you want to join?"

"I'll forget it."

The scholar waved his hands and said:

“You and your students originally rescued me from the data blockade in the Greenhouse of Life, and now I bring you this body so that your soul can return home.

Our grudge is over.

I have to ask you to leave here so as not to affect my next work.

I have chosen a cemetery for myself, and I no longer intend to carry too much burden and move forward. Thank you for your consideration and kindness. "

"I'll forget it too."

The slave owner shrugged and said:

"I want to swing the right sword at the right target at the right time. There is not much time left for me. So, I'm sorry, I don't have that much energy and time to play house with you."

"Well, well, that's a shame."

Maireadin was not angry. He said goodbye to the two of them politely:

"Well, two familiar yet strange friends, we'll see you in the next life."

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