My players are so fierce

Chapter 907 906. It is very dangerous to touch anything you encounter with your hands first-[110]

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In the dim room, the aroma of tea gradually escaped with the flames of the small stove. A pot of good tea was then divided into two teacups engraved with shadow spider patterns in a very elegant movement, and the slender and beautiful fingers placed He picked up the cup and made a satisfied nasal sound after taking a light sniff.

But instead of drinking it, he poured the amber liquid in the tea cup on the ground next to him and let the fragrance of tea spread.

This whole set of tea art skills that can be called master-level finally came to such a result. Not to mention that the naughty kid spent a long time building the coolest sandcastle with his amazing wisdom, and then kicked it down. Got it.

If a naughty child does this, it means that he may not be normal. By the same token, this guy sitting in the dark making tea is definitely not a serious person.

But he had no abnormal self-consciousness, and he was still selecting tea leaves happily and preparing to start the next round of "tea art demonstration", until the closed door was knocked, interrupting this charming but strange feeling. the process of.

The thin man in the darkness raised his head, his narrowed eyes full of dissatisfaction at being disturbed. He did not hide this emotion and asked coldly:

"What's up?"

"There is something wrong with the sacrificial ceremony, Lord Slavemaster."

A pleasant female voice sounded outside the room, reporting in the shadow elf's melodious language:

"The city that was supposed to be sent into the subspace a quarter of an hour ago was disturbed. Its route was unexplainably deflected by the interference of unknown forces. After entering the plane gap between the star world and the subspace, it headed towards It drifted out in an unknown direction and was not sent into subspace as planned.

Several psionic masters who presided over the sacrificial ceremony are still investigating the problem, but with all due respect, this should be a long-planned action. We are currently unable to determine who is interfering with this supposedly secretive ceremony. "

"Ah"

The man in the house made a short nasal sound and said disdainfully:

“There are no more than ten forces in the world that have the ability to interfere with this kind of ritual, and if you have the ability and willingness to take the initiative to do so, think on your heels and know that there is only one.

Who would do their best to risk being reversely contaminated by the subspace to save a group of Transians who had been drifting in the star realm for nine months? What kind of reward can those poor people who are unable to save themselves in the star realm give back to the helpers?

No more guessing.

This must be the hand of Murphy, who is amazing in every aspect.

Although we are not sure how he did it, it is obvious that although we tried our best to elevate Murphy's threat, we still underestimated the handsome gentleman. "

The servant outside the house did not speak, but remained silent and waited for the master's instructions. After a few seconds, the sound of picking tea leaves reappeared in the house. The gentleman nicknamed "Slave Master" said:

"Don't worry about it, just pretend that nothing happened. Anyway, it was just to complete this thing for the anxious 'Yuan'. Whether it succeeds or not has nothing to do with us. Anyway, the deposit has been collected, so we won't lose money."

"But, if Lord 'Yuan' investigates."

"Oh, let her survive this hunt first. According to my observation, Murphy and his fellow travelers are not people who do not fight back when beaten. The morbid attachment to 'mother' in Yuan's character is a big problem. The more she becomes It is unable to restrain itself, and the closer it is to failure. A genius who does bad things will eventually be damaged by the things she loves, and will destroy herself as predicted in many classic stories.

With how obviously panicked she is now, we will most likely have to attend a meaningless memorial service for the death of a 'senior' in the near future. "

Your Excellency "Slave Master" said with a tone of three parts contempt, three parts disdain, three parts pity and the last part indifference:

"There is no need to invest too much energy in the losers. Next, let's focus on the mission given to us by the 'Chief Monk'. How is the progress of the exploration of the Underdark Region?"

"Not optimistic, Master."

The female elf outside the door answered more humbly:

"Although the location of the Eden District's warehouse in the Underdark has been confirmed, our exploration vanguard has been unable to break through the defense line composed of the group of automatic robots, and the losses have been quite heavy."

"Well, I don't blame you. The mechanical power of the last era was too terrifying, but since it is the request of the organization, we can't delay it any longer and send all the people who presided over this failed ceremony to the exploration team.

I gave them three months to enter the ruins of Eden District.

Oh, of course, you don't have to go.

You are my most favored disciple, and I hope you will shine for our cause. "

There was an obvious sound of relief outside the door. As the footsteps faded away, the man in the shadow made another pot of tea.

This time he was very satisfied with his results. He picked up the tea-scented liquid and walked deeper into the shadows. He whispered to a charming elf who was tied in a strange posture on the luxurious bed:

"It's time to drink tea, Mistress, this is your favorite drink. I prepare it for you using the method you taught me. Look at you, why are you still crying? I think of the old days in Mejwa City again. Yet?"

He sighed, picked up the nine-tailed whip next to him and stepped forward, pouring the hot tea onto the bound female elf's naked body. As the fragrance of the tea dissipated, he lifted the whip while the other party was trembling. , he said softly:

"It doesn't matter. I, being humble, will take you back to that beautiful time right away. Pain is joy. Look, I have never dared or wanted to forget all the things you taught me. Come on, let me help you recall them. Those old times that are gone.”

"Snapped"

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"The third interference will start in three minutes. Lord Murphy, I just talked with Mr. Norman, who is the locator in Cadman City. He confirmed to us that Cadman City has moved away from the subspace boundary and is re-entering. In the star realm.

The cultists' guidance and promotion of the city has failed. All that is needed is to continue to interfere with it and let it drift towards the calculated mapping coordinates. "

Sister Cement's voice sounded in Murphy's ears, making the slightly tired handsome Murphy nodded.

At this time, he was still in a hovering posture in front of the rift in the subspace, but the surrounding Beta program energy, stimulated by the Omega program, had condensed into a thorn-shaped white halo covering Murphy's body, allowing him to It looks like a vampire stepping out of the light.

This would be the thirty-fifth minute after the operation to seal the subspace rift and rescue Cadman City began. Murphy's right hand that reached into the other side of the subspace rift to carry the Omega program had become hot.

That is the heat accumulation formed after multiple collisions and annihilations between subspace chaotic energy and the Omega Program.

From feeling nothing at all to now being able to notice the pain on his fingers, Murphy has also gone through a wave of "stress tests", allowing him to judge how long he can last in the chaotic environment of subspace. The time estimate should be around one hour.

It's a pretty amazing time.

After Old Su Tou lost the artificial godhead created by the Creator, he might not have lasted as long as Murphy in the filthy erosion of the subspace. After all, this thing has nothing to do with strength. It can only be said that the origin of chaos has a spiritual and physical impact on flesh and blood creatures. The double interference and mutation on the physiological level is too buggy.

"Monica, report on the subspace rift!"

Murphy asked, and a few seconds later the amnesiac sentry replied in a serious tone:

"The magic of the Omega Program is really difficult to describe in words. When it serves as the core of suppressive power, the purification efficiency of the Beta Program has been increased to 300% of the original design indicator. At present, the area of ​​the subspace rift in the material world has been reduced. Two-thirds of it.

Hang in there, Lord Administrator.

Based on the current progress, it will take about twenty minutes for us to completely close this gap. How do you feel? Have you ever heard phantom voices or had visions floating before your eyes? If there is a similar situation, please tell me as soon as possible. "

"I'm in good spirits, but I'm a little tired. Keeping the Omega program active for such a long time takes more energy than I thought. Other than that, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that my hands hurt."

Murphy pouted and said:

"It feels like touching hot coals with your fingers."

"!!!"

This answer shocked several people around, especially little Sharon who couldn't help but shudder at the thought of touching the charcoal fire with her fingers. For a vampire who hates fire, this can almost be regarded as a punishment.

Why can Mr. Murphy say such terrible things so lightly?

Wow, is this the world of the strong?

Well, the truth of the matter may not be as cool as Sharon thought, and Murphy doesn't care about such pain not because of some strong will, but simply because he was tortured by the Omega program.

In the past, every time I started this thing, my whole body would tremble with pain, but now I can maintain it for half an hour without changing my face. Compared with the pain that will stimulate every muscle when the Omega program covers the body, just touching the charcoal fire is not worth it. carry.

"Well, I actually wanted to remind you just now."

Monica's somewhat embarrassed voice sounded in Murphy's headphones, and she whispered:

"If your right hand hurts a lot, you can actually switch to your left hand and continue to guide the Omega program. This process does not require you to maintain your current handsome posture. After all, no one will take photos or videos of you.

If necessary, you can use your legs or wings.

The energy emission of the Beta program has been stabilized, it just needs a coordinate to guide the energy."

"Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier!"

Murphy, who has always had a sense of camera, scolded with his brows twitching, and hurriedly put his left hand into the crack and at the same time withdrew his hot right hand.

The slender fingers and white palms have turned gray as if they have experienced the punishment of sunburn, and they are still emitting high-temperature ashes. Fortunately, Murphy's regeneration ability has been greatly strengthened after reaching the silver level, so that His battered hand returned to normal within a few minutes.

Because of this mistake, the atmosphere at the scene became awkward, but a few minutes later, Murphy took the initiative to break the silence and asked:

"Monica, where is the thing you mentioned before that provides positioning guidance for the Beta program in the subspace and has been running for a thousand years and is still effective? Since the rift is about to be closed, then maybe we should find a way to put that Things are taken out.”

"Oh, I'll send you the coordinates of that thing immediately. Wait, you can't understand such a super-dimensional formula, so let me tell you directly. First, keep your hand in the current horizontal dimension, and then move it to the left at a constant speed.

It doesn't matter, you continue to move, I'll watch the coordinate transformation. "

Murphy, who was despised by Monica for his knowledge, moved his left hand expressionlessly, like a farmer touching loaches in the paddy field, complaining in his heart that he must make these remarks to others after taking over the Sentinel Corps. All the logic circuits of the sentinels in the heart have been changed to fools or mutes.

"Stop! It's this coordinate point, and then upward in the vertical dimension"

Monica didn't notice the crazy complaints in Murphy's heart. She was now holding an instrument that could calculate subspace coordinates and directing Murphy's movements. Because of the strange spatial characteristics of that damn place, she could only use this seemingly quite Metaphysical methods to find the "locator" that was originally thrown into the subspace by Monica.

"Stop! Maintain your current left side, and then extend your arm forward. Stop! In this position, move your fingers to see if you can touch that thing?"

Monica spoke like a crane truck commander to Murphy, who was guesting as a tough guy on the construction site. The vampire continued to complain in his mind, stretching out his fingers to look around, as if he was trying to catch a fish in the sticky water. Like fish.

A few seconds later, Murphy's fingers touched an entity. This strange touch made him immediately frown and asked:

"What on earth did you throw across the chasm? How do I feel about this thing? Wait! Let me feel it again."

He kept his fingers upward as small as possible, followed the cold thing up to a bend, and then pinched his fingers to feel the touch, which was soft but hard at the same time.

Murphy's expression suddenly changed.

There seems to be a person opposite?

Damn it!

Was this amnesiac sentinel so powerful a thousand years ago? Just throw people into subspace and use them as locators? Isn’t this person who is riding a horse playing fantasy?

etc!

If Monica could only find something nearby in an emergency to ensure that it would not be contaminated by the subspace as the positioning of the Beta program, the situation in the Eden Zone thousands of years ago coupled with the special touch of the things Murphy touched now Judging from the looks of it, the person opposite is either a bionic robot soldier from the Eden District, or

Another sentinel!

"I might have to go take a look."

Murphy whispered something, and Monica screamed in the next moment:

"No! The decision is rejected! Your Excellency, the Administrator, is extremely important to the current situation on the mainland and cannot carry out such high-risk actions! Please end this contact immediately! Your strength at this time is completely insufficient to deal with the threats you will face if you go deep into subspace.

No matter what's on the other side, it's not worth the risk! "

"Well, that makes sense. Personal safety is still more important."

Murphy thought about it and it was indeed the truth. If he were a gold-level person as powerful as Lord Pa Ying, he could still go there for a while, but it is indeed impossible for him to abandon his own interests in the material world under the current circumstances. Everything, run for a carefree adventure in the core region of chaos, the Warp.

But just when Murphy's fingers were about to pull away, the motionless humanoid creature opposite suddenly trembled, and then Murphy felt his wrist being clasped in reverse, and was pulled with a huge force that was completely irresistible. The whole person was pulled into the subspace crack in front of him in the next moment.

It was like a stone being thrown into a pond, causing ripples in the mirror-like energy of the crack in the subspace.

This happened so suddenly that several people nearby screamed after being stunned for a second. Monica shouted in a changed voice, "Protocol Three! Protect the Incarnation of the Creator!" before activating the energy on her body. The rocket thruster was about to rush towards the crack, but was held back by Old Flywheel and Sharon beside him.

Fortunately, this was a maintenance-type Sentinel, otherwise the instinctive counterattack alone would have been enough to kill Old Feilun and Sharon on the spot.

However, there was a figure who was faster than Monica. Adele, who had been staying nearby to secretly record the master's noble rescue act, rushed over the moment she saw Murphy being pulled into the subspace, facing the figure in front of her. The land of chaos that could corrupt gods in a short time, Sister E plunged into it at top speed without any hesitation.

As soon as she jumped in, it was as hard to breathe as if she were drowning, just like a fish jumping into the sky from the water. After all, her physiological system was not evolved to live in subspace. Adele was surrounded by crimson and purple-black streams of light. Flickering, it is difficult for mortal eyes to understand everything that exists here, just like most flesh and blood will fall into madness the moment they look directly into the subspace.

This was originally Adele's tragic ending, but the moment she jumped into the subspace, a white light flashed around her like a prophet, surrounding her, and then pulled her into a warm embrace.

"It's okay, just open your eyes."

Murphy's voice sounded next to Adele, causing Sister E to carefully open her eyes just a slit.

Fortunately, what I saw was not Murphy who was already covered with tentacles, nor was it the subspace demon that came specifically to trap her.

Murphy was still the handsome Murphy, but there was a hint of fatigue between his brows, and beside him, there was another guy holding his hand.

It was a silver-white robot.

About the same height as Monica, with a body like a woman. The bionic skin outside the body has become tattered, so it looks like a broken skin with a hint of horror, and it should never rust. The body of the sentinel is now covered with black rust, and even the ruby-like eyes are floating with a light that is so weak that it may be extinguished at any time.

"Let me introduce you."

Murphy said to Adele:

"This is Monica, the vanguard commander of the Sentinel Corps."

"Um?"

Adele suddenly frowned and asked:

"If she is Monica, the one opposite is"

"That's Mosna, the real Monica's 'sister'."

Murphy looked at the elite sentry commander next to him who had become rusty under the erosion of subspace with a complicated look. He said:

"The story between the two of them is quite complicated, and it took me a long time to understand it all."

"? But it hasn't been five seconds since you came in."

"Actually, I've been here for nineteen minutes. Do you still remember what Cement said? Time in this ghost place is chaotic and discontinuous. Sometimes it speeds up, sometimes it slows down, and most of the time it jumps suddenly. No rules at all.

For Commander Monica, it only happened twelve hours ago that she jumped here to guide the suppressive power of the Beta program, but this does not prevent her sister from sleeping on the opposite side for a thousand years.

Time is such a magical thing, right? "