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"What the hell?" Listening to the other party's inexplicable angry words, Feng Xue's mind was filled with confusion. What kind of counterfeit money was used to wipe his ass? As an architect, how can there be a shortage of toilet paper in the bathroom?

"Is it the consequence of my previous node? But I didn't explore this time... Wait, I remember there seems to be a collection of counterfeit coins..."

"Uh-huh!"

Just when a certain collection appeared in Feng Xue's mind, the long stick with the sound of breaking through the air was coming towards him. Feng Xue did not hesitate this time, narrowed his eyes, and launched [Brother Kao's Wrath] directly.

As mentioned before, Kao Ge's Wrath is not a buff machine for him now, but an experience card that can be used once at each node. If you throw out a high-quality voice actor, you will directly pass the level. Even if you throw out junk stocks, That could also complete the puzzle in his mind about his own structure.

If there is no loss no matter what, you should use it even if the enemy is a novice!

In the stagnant space and time, the roulette wheel spun rapidly, and Feng Xue continued to think about the previous problem.

Although he did get a collection of counterfeit coins...

"Zhuo, I remember that the effect of that collection is that the more it is not money, the more it will be treated as real money, so if you use it to wipe your butt... Good guy, I remembered it, it was the time when I just escaped from prison, the concentration of G·I particles If it’s too low, just let it go...I remember I was running away..."

For a moment, Feng Xue couldn't help but feel a little sympathy when she saw the guy coming up with a stick, but at the same time, a question couldn't help but arise in her mind -

How could this person be related to those props and bills used to wipe his butt? Isn't this...wait a minute, judging from the compressed biscuits fed to the birds, his collection will indeed not be refreshed after it "actually functions", and the props and banknotes do need to "not be discarded." When money" comes into play.

Could it be that...the node built by Golden Finger that I am currently on is not actually a stand-alone game that can only exchange data, but a stand-alone game that other players can enter randomly? (For example, Monster Hunter and Old Ring have similar mechanisms)

Or maybe it's because Goldfinger temporarily built a small fantasy dreamland, which makes it easier for people on the "big map" with me to accidentally enter my local area network than when connecting to a normal fantasy dreamland with extremely poor signal?

Feng Xue's expression suddenly became strange, and she even began to wonder whether the architects she fought along the way were all real people, or whether this "dark forest" just started to have maps of real hunters.

While Feng Xue was thinking, the pointer suddenly stopped turning, and a strange name appeared in front of his eyes——

Lin Baoquan.

"Who is this? I know Ma Baoguo... speaking of ability, goalkeeper? Damn, a goalkeeper with the name of China? If it's not a substitute, it would be a bit hell, right?"

Feng Xue tried to open her mouth, and immediately spit out a Cantonese accent. Although it sounded a little familiar, she couldn't understand the sound lines at all.

This can’t be blamed on him. After all, as a mainlander, he has watched film and television works since he was a child. Whether they are from mainland China, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, the United States, the United Kingdom, or South Korea, they are either original sounds + subtitles, or Mandarin dubbing. Cantonese dubbing is really not available. Why did you care?

And the most fatal thing is that he can also understand Cantonese.

There is a very interesting thing about language. When you can understand it, you will pay more attention to its meaning. But if you cannot understand it or have only a partial understanding of it, you will pay more attention to its sound. This leads to Feng Xue's ability to identify foreign voice actors is much better than that of domestic voice actors.

If it were a new generation voice actor, such as one who often voices mobile games and animations, he could barely remember a few, but this voice was obviously older... (Note: This gentleman has actually voiced many well-known characters, but unfortunately The protagonist does not understand Cantonese pairing)

"Forget it, just use it to test ideas."

Feng Xue secretly thought in his mind and avoided the oncoming stick attack lightly. Although he could not understand the opponent's mood of "I will hit you with a stick even if he has a gun", Feng Xue obviously did not intend to let go.

After all, even if he wiped his behind with the collection, it was dug in a hole and buried. If you dug it out yourself and picked it up, who can blame you?

"Where to hide!" Perhaps because of his anger, the man holding the stick missed a hit. He shook the long stick in his hand, and the flexible stick shook in an arc. The man walked forward, but the stick was swept towards his side, but just like that, In the next moment, with the sound of drumbeats, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his stick to block, and there was a soft "pop" sound.

Continuous drumbeats sounded, followed by slightly chaotic pipa sounds, accompanied by a high-pitched suona sound that could be described as a total loss of sound quality, shaking the forest. Dark shadows flashed in the air, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to distinguish. , but occasionally can turn fiction into reality and launch unpredictable attacks.

"This is the legendary Death Troupe? It doesn't seem that strong?" The vigilant man shook his long stick and scattered the two nearby ink marks, but there was a look of confusion on his face.

According to the information he received, the Death Troupe should be a physical tactical unit controlled by music as a cue. Why are there only such false and real traces?

"Is it bragging on the front line? No, no, you can brag about the battle report, but not the record. If it is only to this level, let alone Commander Hongying, it is impossible for a Captain Hongying to win! Then there is only one answer ! The legend that Qingyun Baihong is able to exert powerful combat power is because of the blessing of the military soul. I’m afraid it’s true! He doesn’t have the blessing of the military soul now, so he can’t completely build the Death Troupe!”

When the man thought of this, he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his heart. He, a mercenary, could not care about the righteousness of his country. He only knew that as long as he could take down the other party, he would definitely have a great future!

The only problem is that he is now in the fantasy dreamland!

"But since we can meet in the fantasy dreamland, it means that he is not too far away from me in reality. As long as we can defeat his "character card", we can track him down with his G·I particle intelligence!"

The man with the stick thought of it, and the long stick in his hand was immediately wrapped in a layer of fine waves, but at this moment, the originally harsh and completely damaged suona was suddenly suppressed by another voice——

It was a voice that I had never heard before, but it seemed a bit like a variant of Qingyun language.

"Arrogant~Laughing at the waves~~Hot blood~Hotter than the red sun~~"

The music, which was almost without any skills and relied entirely on loud voices, seemed to have undergone some qualitative changes against the background of the almost completely damaged sound quality around it. The phantom that was originally just a few ink marks suddenly had a body.

It was not just a human form, because he could clearly feel that as the song sounded, the aura completely changed!

Some were holding knives and sticks, and some were bare-handed, but each of them had a spirit of hard work.

"Here they come!" A cold light came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon, and a black gun stabbed out from the formation. The man holding the stick was relieved, because the other party had clearly built hundreds of legions, but they actually wanted to fight him alone?

"Using a structure to fight me? Isn't that right, Taier..." He waved the long stick in his hand. Although he might not be able to win in a group fight, in a one-on-one fight, how could a mere structure beat his stick that he had worked hard for more than ten years and was blessed by the structure technique...

"Puff!"

Looking at the ink spear that broke his stick technique with one move in disbelief, the man looked at the singing man with disbelief in his eyes-

"This is the real...death...play..."

"Puff!"

Accompanied by a light sound, the architect shattered. Feng Xue, who had just sung two sentences, stopped singing with an unsatisfied voice, and said with a slight smile:

"Sure enough, some songs will be powerful no matter who sings them, as long as the language is used correctly!"