The human race is weak? I summon the fourth disaster!

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"Wow!"

"The explosion rate of this group of aliens is really high!"

"Hahaha, yes, they are much easier to kill than those demons and fallen believers!"

As the magic sword of Brother Wocao whizzed past, an elf girl was beheaded by the opponent with confusion and surprise.

"Oh, what a pity."

"The head is gone"

"Now, even if we want to, we can't do it."

On the other side, seeing his leader being so cruel, Little Bear Biscuit, who had just beaten a male elf to death, couldn't help but complain.

The other players couldn't help but nod their heads, looking regretful.

But the next second, hearing such a wolfish word, Strawberry Gummy jumped up and threw a personality correction punch, and Little Bear Biscuit immediately started to run away with his head in his hands.

"I'm only kidding, honey, I swear!"

"And my goal is more about scientific research, do you understand scientific research?"

On the other hand, Brother Wocao did not have much mercy.

As the fourth disaster, he did not care whether the one he killed was a beautiful and charming elf.

He just took away all the equipment and clothes of the elf without hesitation according to the behavior habits of the players, and then sold the white corpse to professional garbage men for 15 gold coins, so that they could use it for research or food production.

That's right.

Because the main theme of the game Abyss Advent is [Reality].

Players actually have various needs.

Ahem.

Don't get me wrong.

The needs here refer to physiological needs, such as eating and drinking.

Players need to eat. Only by eating and drinking water can they complete their most basic metabolism.

However, the food and water sold by Yao Yuan are too expensive.

So players often take their own ways to get their own food.

The worst players will try to eat demons.

Better players will eat fallen believers.

And the high-end players will choose to eat the corpses of all races that have not been polluted by the abyss collected by the garbage men on the battlefield!

And, in the face of the growing demand.

Some smart garbage men have even begun to create their own brand of food.

And these foods are naturally the"corpse meat" and"corpse starch" made from the corpses of all races.

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But the interesting thing is that the appearance of these products is often not fixed.

Because the bodies of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance warriors are not easy to obtain in the entire war zone.

Most races will recycle the bodies of their comrades after the battle.

And once the garbage men anger the Ten Thousand Races warriors, they will be hunted down.

So in many cases in the past, corpse meat was generally an absolute high-end product.

But today, this situation has reversed.

"Damn it, brother, I really can't take it anymore"

"Go next door!"

"I have collected too many alien corpses."

"And I'm a fucking equipment modifier, not a garbage guy who takes everything.!"

"My warehouse is full, go to the next door, they take everything there!"

The player with the ID Iron Soul said, pointing to the warehouse behind him which was full of corpses.

When the players heard this, they couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Because they finally got so many high-quality corpses, but this garbage man didn't want to take them.

But just when they were about to leave and go to the next door, suddenly, a bear-like druid on their cart hummed.

After hearing the other party's voice, Iron Soul suddenly changed his mind and bought the druid from this group of players for a whopping fifty gold.

Then, as the most famous"Garbage Man Emperor" in the entire neighborhood, Iron Soul directly put the druid into a cage.

Then, an unexpected operation came.

"Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

"I'm your steel brother!".....

Along with the devilish whispers of this guy, the bear-like druid felt groggily that he seemed to be sent to somewhere.

In this place, his injuries were quickly relieved.

Someone was using a very"professional" way to save him who was seriously injured.

But just when he was in a coma and thought that he had been rescued by his tribesmen, he slowly opened his eyes.

The next second, a scene that made him both terrified and puzzled appeared.

Because when he opened his eyes, he found that he actually appeared in the courtyard of a human tycoon.

And near him, there were more than a dozen druids similar to him!

Without exception, they were all wolf or bear-shaped druids.

But for some reason, they were all locked in cages.

Moreover, in front of him, a human man with a face full of flesh, thin and dark, was holding a dog bowl and smiling at himself.

"oh?"

"You wake up"

"My name is Pang Hong, and now you are my dog!"

Ha?

Ha!

Along with the druid's confused look, a situation that made him even more confused appeared.

The dozen or so druids behind the man, without exception, made similar sounds....

Woof woof woof!

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