This Game is Too Real

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  【New content in Beta0.7: zombie mutants】

  【Characteristics: No head weakness of conventional mutants, stronger recovery ability, higher toughness, some are equipped with a small amount of mechanical prostheses. Most of the "Mangbian" have no obvious difference in appearance from other green-skinned mutants, so be careful if you encounter them! 】

  【Weaknesses: Strong resistance to radiation and toxic substances, no obvious weaknesses. 】

  【Recommended ammunition: more than 20mm ammunition, bolter (bolt gun), dragon breath (shotgun), thermobaric round (RPG launcher), etc.】

  【To be verified: flamethrower, Molotov cocktail, etc. (Note: Please keep a safe distance to avoid being thrown down by mutants on fire)]

  Midnight with an umbrella but no knife: "Good guy, it turns out to be a secretly modified elite monster!"

  Woke up and felt sleepy: "I thought it was a bug!"

  Ye Shi: "Then here comes the question, how do you know that Ah Guang didn't turn the bug into an elite monster? (Funny

   Quit smoking: "It makes sense, what the hell!"

  Irena: "Aguang: Well said, don't say it again next time. (Funny

  Tyrannosaurus Warrior: "It's unscientific...it can still grow back after being headshot, that's not what's written in our biology book, should the dog plan to consider rebuilding the nine-year compulsory education?"

Ye Shi: "That makes sense, but why don't you ask how psychohistory can completely count all the variables? What exactly is the thing shot out of the nuclear gun? How does the force drive the lightsaber? How do animals' nervous centers and immune systems get dehydrated? And...why does SpongeBob ask the magic conch whenever he has a question?"

   Tyrannosaurus Warrior: "I know SpongeBob SquarePants, but it doesn't ask about the magic conch every episode, right? What the **** are the others? (Confused

  Elf King Fugui: "You ask so many questions at once to dry-burn his CPU. (Funny

  Ye Shi: "Strange, I thought he could understand at least two, it's unscientific. (Funny

   Quit smoking: "Hahahaha!"

  …

  North of the Weifu military base, about two kilometers away, there is an abandoned small village.

  This used to be a small village under the Fuzhuang settlement. After the torch came, the people here disappeared and the whole village was abandoned.

  When the Southern Construction Corps first arrived here, they borrowed the house for a period of time. After the military base was built, they withdrew from here.

Later, when the Viscomunity and the Torch formally fought, the coalition forces entered the Weifu military base. Survivors from Groom Town often drove horse-drawn carriages to do business. After a long time, they simply moved into that unnamed village and renovated the dilapidated facilities. , opened some taverns and hotels.

   Later, a group of life professional players moved the barbecue grills here, and the originally quiet and peaceful village suddenly became "smoky".

   An unassuming tavern.

  Soldiers from several companies sat at a table, drinking and drinking skewers, while muttering in their mouths.

   "How unlucky!"

  He slammed the wine glass on the wooden table again, and Tang Feng, who was in the second row, cursed.

   Several free state soldiers at the next table glanced at each other, and one of them turned to look at him and asked.

   "What's wrong bro?"

   Tang Feng hiccupped and said with a smell of alcohol.

   "Our officer took us to the front line for a walk, but dragged us back without firing a single shot!"

  The man said with a smile.

   "Isn't that a good thing?"

   It is most comfortable not to go to the front line, if he can, he really wants to stay behind.

   But this is impossible.

  Each combat unit has its own mission, and there is always their turn.

   However, the brain circuits of the residents of Ideal City are always different from those of other people in the wasteland.

   "What a hammer!" Tang Feng squinted his eyes and shouted, "We are here to kill mutants! We are not here to drink! Where can you not drink alcohol? Do you have to come here!"

"That's right!" Another soldier in the second row sitting next to him also complained, "We are here for the destiny of all mankind! Even if we can't access Duandianyun here, we haven't complained! Wait a minute After arriving here, we realized that there is no such thing as what we were after!"

  The free state soldier froze for a moment and asked incomprehensibly.

   "What are you after?"

   Tang Feng said without hesitation.

   "Ideal, courage, and of course others...I hope my name will be the pride in the eyes of relatives and friends, just like the crew of the Pioneer."

  Several Free State soldiers looked at each other, their eyes filled with admiration.

   As expected of a guy from Ideal City.

  The pattern is different!

   They are different.

   They're here for the money, and the people who sent them are, of course, for the money.

   As for the higher level, maybe there is another purpose.

   But that's what the guys worry about, they don't really care.

  They just want to pay off their debts as soon as possible, earn a sum of money that they can never spend in a lifetime, end this **** life with no next meal, and go to a slow-paced retirement life.

  But although they have no dreams, for those who have no dreams, people who have dreams and are willing to take action for them are indeed very attractive, as if they are radiating light from top to bottom.

  Maybe it’s not the skyscrapers of Ideal City that shine, after all, they also have that kind of thing, what really shines is the ideals in the hearts of the people there…

   At least that's how they see it.

"Edm, a sniper from the 7th Battalion of the Hound Special Forces," Edm patted Tang Feng's shoulder with callused palms, and Edm gave a thumbs up in admiration, "What I admire the most is that you guys don't work for reward. Desperate guy, when I finish repaying the loan, I will be like you, living for the freedom in my heart... Please allow me to treat the human warriors to a drink!"

  Dizzy from being slapped by this flattery, Tang Feng smiled embarrassedly, reached out and touched his fist with him.

   "Tang Feng, first regiment, first battalion, second platoon... wait, sniper? Are you a sniper?"

   Seeing his eyes widen suddenly in surprise, Edm asked in a daze.

"The same to you?"

"No, but I play sniper thief six," Tang Feng rubbed his nose with his index finger embarrassedly, and said with a smile, "It's a pity that our class doesn't have a sniper, and there is a sniper squad in the company, otherwise I'm sure Use a whole sniper."

   Edm's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise.

   "What a coincidence, it seems that you have a lot of research on sniping, let's discuss it another day."

   Tang Feng readily agreed.

   "No problem... Speaking of which, where do you usually dance?"

  Edham was stunned for a moment.

   "Jump... where to jump?"

   At this moment, there were a few sneers from the side.

  On the table not far away, a few big-nosed people who were drinking wine drifted here vaguely.

   It can be seen from the wine bottles on the side that these guys have been drinking a lot.

  Otherwise, you won’t be getting more and more mouthful.

   "One Regiment, One Battalion... That's right, that's the number."

   "Isn't this the guys from yesterday?"

   "Haha, the idiot of Ideal City."

   "It can't be said that, the appetite of the awakened ones is better, maybe they are all awakened ones?"

   "Are you kidding, just by those guys who treat awakening as a terminal illness?"

  At first, Tang Feng didn't want to pay attention to them. The rudeness of the Willant people was obvious to all in the wasteland.

  However, Naihe's voices became more and more unrestrained, to the point where people could not ignore them.

   Tang Feng, who had just been praised as being a bit superior, suddenly became angry, and slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

   "You **** say it again!"

  The originally lively tavern fell silent in an instant, including the group of noisy Willanters.

  But the latter only paused for a few seconds, and then laughed jokingly again.

   "What? You want to say that even the idiot can bite? Then I want to see it."

  The Villant who had the loudest voice before got up with his eyes narrowed, untied his straight military uniform and threw it aside, revealing a light green vest and a bunch of strong muscles.

  He exuded a dangerous aura, like a cheetah ready to go.

It is clear.

   What he has is not just his lip service, but also his own capital.

   Tang Feng drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, and threw his coat on the back of the chair beside him.

   "Want to meet a biter? Then you go to the bathroom and look in the mirror, or do you have to ask me to ask you to see a doctor?"

  There are not many muscles on his body, as if he has just been trained, but his momentum is not weak at all.

The bionic plug-in attached to his iris is already aimed at that ugly nose, and he swears he can dent that thing in three strokes, as accurate as a fully equipped G9 "Black Swan" assault rifle.

   It doesn't take much effort, any adult can do it.

  The companion on the side took his arm and reminded him with eyes that were not drunk.

   "Hey, don't cause trouble, and be careful to be sent back."

   "Then let the officer send me back," Tang Feng curled his lips and twisted his neck dismissively, "I don't think he intends to let us go to the front line."

   Being sent back is no worse than wasting time here, not to mention that he can wait for the opponent to strike first before fighting back, and no one can blame him even if he goes to a military court.

  He is for the honor of the entire ideal city, not only the jury will be on his side, but the vast majority of people in the entire endpoint cloud who have the same honor as him will do the same.

  While the people from the enterprise tried to persuade the fight, the people from Willant were still watching the lively fight.

   "Damon, this kid seems to look down on you?"

   "Haha, don't let the idiot look down on you."

   "Shut up," the guy named Damon cursed and narrowed his eyes as he stared at Tang Feng. "I'll beat him down first, and then I'll deal with you."

   "Don't use your mouth," the man joked with a playful smile on his face, with an expression of watching the show, "I don't like that."

   The two parties were at war with each other, and the whole tavern was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

   Almost all the guests in the entire tavern cast curious eyes on this side.

  One side is the people of the enterprise, and the other side is the people of the legion.

  If the former is persuaded, these guys will undoubtedly have secured their reputation as idiots, and if the latter gives in, then the reputation of the Willant people as a fighting race is probably a bit vain.

  Everyone is curious, wanting to see how these two groups of people end up.

   Includes players sitting in taverns drinking.

  Especially with a big eye for debt, and even watching the excitement and not taking too much trouble to start the market.

   "Small bet Yiqing, little bet Yiqing, did you place a bet?"

  Outlaw lunatic: "I bet fifty silver coins! The Willant people can beat that guy down!"

  Seeing that I want to suppress the legion to win the debt, Big Eye chuckled and said slowly.

   "That guy may not dare to stand up and take the fight. He probably has two brushes in his hand."

  Seeing that no one believed it, he paused for a moment and then continued to give advice.

   "As we all know, the guy in Ideal City likes to wear prosthetic bodies and smart wearable devices. Maybe he has a mantis knife hidden in his sleeve!"

  What old players say still carries some weight in the ears of newcomers.

   Pairs of eyes suddenly widened.

   "Fuck, it won't be bloody, right?"

   "Awesome! I buy one hundred silver coins, and the company wins!"

   "I also buy businesses!"

  Seeing the reversal of the magnification ratio, the big debt-debt eyes are happy, and the eyes are smiling.

  Thinking that he bought the legion, the extrajudicial lunatic was a little anxious, walked to him and asked in a low voice.

   "Brother, whoever you buy wins?"

   glanced at him with big eyes, and whispered softly.

   "Legion."

  The outlaw lunatic's eyes suddenly widened.

   Damn it!

   This Goubi is no ordinary dog!

  Seeing that the two were about to start a fight, the boss behind the bar didn't know what to do.

   Neither side is someone he can offend, so he can only turn to the good people of the alliance for help.

  However, those guys didn't look this way at all, and didn't seem to want to get involved in the conflict between the company and the legion, they just muttered something in words he couldn't understand.

   Just when the tavern owner was sweating in a hurry, a moderate cough suddenly sounded from the center of the vortex.

"Even if you fight, you can't prove anything. One person's bravery is different from a group of people. For example...that group of mutants, even if it is me, it is very difficult to beat them in a one-on-one duel. But when it comes to the battlefield, we fight each other according to our abilities, and they don't even have a chance to touch me."

  Hearing the untimely voice, the Willant named Damon squinted his eyes and looked over. He saw a guy in a blue coat, and couldn't help curling his lips.

"so?"

   Tang Feng also frowned, looked at the friend of the alliance and said in a low voice.

   "Don't meddle in this matter."

"You guys misunderstood, I don't want to stop you, it's just that you can't tell the winner like this," Mosquito sighed when the two were staring at him, and continued slowly, "So we might as well change our competition posture, A gesture that is more civilized, more graceful, and more reflective of a soldier's military qualities than a brawl."

   Really couldn't make it up anymore, he coughed hard, took out a few decks of cards from his pocket and slapped them on the table, ending the nonsense.

   "In short, let's play a game of Gwent first."

  Both of them were stunned, especially the Willant named Damon.

"what is that?"

   Tang Feng frowned slightly, another enterprise soldier sitting next to him muttered.

   "I seem to have heard of it...was it last year or the year before?"

Mosquito smiled and said: "It should be last year, my brother seems to have sent it to the auction as an exhibit, but that stupid batch is not for business, and it didn't grasp the essence of this game at all, it just copied it mechanically, so that it didn't matter at all. It didn't catch fire...but it doesn't matter, I can demonstrate it to you myself."

   "In other words, this is the rule of the enterprise?" Dimon narrowed his eyes, "Isn't this unfair to us who don't understand the rules?"

"The rules of the enterprise? No, this is a thing made in our shelter. Obviously these guys don't understand it, but I think they seem to be quite willing to try new things." Glancing at Tang Feng, who was eager to try, Mosquito Looking at Damon again, he smiled and used the aggressive method, "Or, are you scared?"

  Damon smiled dismissively.

"How can it be."

joke.

  He is also a reserve officer at any rate, graduated from a regular military academy, and has received orthodox military training.

  Although he can play, he is not limited to playing.

"Then come and sit down." Mosquito smiled and stretched out his hand to pull the chair away for him. "You first choose a deck of cards to be your own deck, and then I will tell you the rules of the game, starting with the part of the faction. Let's start talking..."

  The rules of Gwent cards are not complicated. At the earliest, there were 150 cards in total, including 4 camps and neutral cards.

   There are three main areas on the scene: melee, ranged, and siege, as well as weather cards, hero cards, and lord cards.

   But of course what the mosquitoes took out was not the original rules, but the rules after the magic modification.

For example, in addition to the four camps of Nilfgaard, Northern Kingdom, Scoia'tael and Monsters, he also added a lot of "self-created" camps and card groups, and in order to make these card groups smoothly compatible with the game And the self-created "two settings".

   Such as trap cards, magic cards, equipment cards and so on.

  The Willant named Damon wasn't interested at first, but he couldn't help but be engrossed in it when he heard the guy beeping with a smooth tongue.

   It wasn't just the two people who were in the center of the eyes of the entire tavern, the other drinkers also listened curiously.

  After all, there are no entertainment facilities here. A set of uncomplicated rules and a bunch of colorful cards seem to be quite interesting.

but…

  So many cards, can you memorize them?

   And if you want to get all the cards together, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money...

   "I basically understand the rules, when will it start?" Having understood all the rules, Damon asked with an eager expression on his face, looking at the guy who called himself a mosquito.

   "You can do it at any time." After finishing speaking, Mosquito looked at Tang Feng who was sitting on the other side of the wooden table, and said happily, "Where's your side?"

   "Me too," Tang Feng suddenly thought of something, and added later, "By the way, this is an upright duel, don't take sides with me."

   "How come? I've always been a fair person! Even if the manager is sitting here, I will never allow him to play tricks in front of me!"

  The eyes are on him anyway, and he can close them whenever he needs to.

  However, the focus of everyone's attention in the tavern was on another matter—

  Even the managers are playing Gwent? !

  Thinking of this, everyone stared at the card table in high spirits. They didn't even drink, and left their seats and squeezed up.

  Seeing that the emotion reached its peak, Mosquito coughed hard, and in the boiling booing sound, he tore away his unique drake voice.

   "So now—"

   "The duel begins!"

  …

  Although playing cards is not as exciting as fighting, the Mosquito's eloquent mouth, relying on his three-inch tongue, froze up the atmosphere of the scene.

  In a place like a tavern, the atmosphere is like the BGM of a movie.

   Coupled with an impassioned BGM, even Doudizhu can shoot bibo people.

   Not to mention that the cards pulled out by the mosquitoes are full of stories and topics. It is not easy to say the last paragraph without words!

  Anyway, the passers-by watching the excitement didn’t understand. Amidst the enthusiastic commentary, they all cheered for this evenly matched vegetable chicken pecking at each other.

  The noisy sound in the lobby of the tavern sold a lot of beer.

  Looking at the emotional crowd, the boss sitting behind the bar finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat hanging from his forehead, and cast a grateful look like the mosquito who was hard at explaining.

  As for the players watching from the side, they were dumbfounded when they heard it, and they were even more dumbfounded when they saw the cards drawn by the two.

   "Fuck, what the **** is the blue-eyed white dragon?"

   "How come the champion of Khorne also appeared?"

   "Druid???"

   "Pfft, Fujitō's artwork can increase defense???"

  Listening to the mosquito beeping for a while, they almost forgot what the original rules of the game were.

   But that thing is not important at all.

   Mosquito even made up a bunch of rules on the fly, completely forgetting the fairness he said earlier.

   However, because the logic is too self-consistent, no one has raised objections.

  The score rule was changed from best-of-three to best-of-five. The two sitting at the wooden table scored two points respectively.

   Seeing that it was already the last round, both of them were collecting cards in their hands, staring fiercely at their opponents.

  Standing behind Damon, a group of Willanters shouted loudly with red faces and thick necks.

   "Come on! Damon!"

   "Fuck him!"

   "Use that super mutant card in your hand! Hit that guy's head hard!"

  Seeing that this group of thugs had blown out their own cards, Damon almost vomited blood out of breath, and played the most powerful card on his own accord.

   "Shut up, you guys!"

  The rules of this game are a bit like Tian Ji's horse racing. Once the opponent knows the cards in hand, there is no need to play.

   Didn't miss this momentary mistake, Tang Feng, who was sitting across from him, took out the magic card he had accumulated for a long time and threw it on the table with a smirk.

   "Finally it's my turn!"

   "Activate the magic card! Resurrect! Lao Tzu's blue-eyed white dragon!"

  The mosquito sitting on the referee's seat suddenly jumped up and screamed at the top of its voice.

   "Blue-Eyes White Dragon! The moment it is summoned, it can launch an attack on the field! Remove a card whose initial combat value is not higher than your own in the opponent's melee area!"

   In the case of no bonus, both cards are 100 combat points.

   The moment the voice fell, Mosquito quickly took the super mutant card away and stuffed it back into his pocket.

  Seeing that his trump card was wiped out, Damon, who was sitting across from him, widened his eyes and couldn't help but swear.

   "Fuck!"

   Standing next to the card table, Lian Dayan couldn't help but swear.

   "Fuck, this is okay?!"

  The mosquito sitting on the referee's bench squeezed his eyebrows at him and said in Mandarin.

   "Hey, the situation on the battlefield is changing so quickly..."

   As he spoke, he coughed, and looked at the dumbfounded Willant again.

   "Do you still want to play a card? If you don't play a card, this game is over."

   The cards must be drawn.

  However, looking at that dark face, one could tell that there was no suspense in the rest of the battle.

   Just as he expected, the Willanter played all the remaining cards in his hand, and failed to turn the points on the field.

   The outcome has been decided.

  Mosquito stepped directly on the card table, raised Tang Feng's arm, and loudly announced the winner of the duel.

   "The winner is the warrior of the 100th Mountain Division! Tang Feng from the first regiment, first battalion and second platoon!"

  The audience resounded with fierce cheers.

   Except for those players who knew the original rules and the Willanters who lost the game, almost all wastelanders enjoyed watching it.

   When Mosquito came down from the table, the debtor who had lost money grabbed him and said angrily.

   "What the **** is this Gwent card?!"

  The mosquito clicked his tongue indifferently.

   "You don't understand, this is called product localization improvement... not to mention how much the Gwent card can sell for, and the cards can be drawn in a few card packs. How the **** am I going to cut leeks?"

  The outlaw lunatic also said angrily.

   "You are destroying the original work!"

   Mosquito laughed cheekily.

"It doesn't matter, the original book is not my father! Anyway, those NPCs haven't played it, so I have the final say on the rules. At worst, you can call it Kunpai, and just treat it as something else. Same."

  Outlaw lunatic: "@#%&!"

  Suddenly became the focus of the audience, Tang Feng's face was full of embarrassment, but seeing so many people cheering his victory, the vanity in his heart was also satisfied, and he smiled humbly and waved to them.

  Looking at the unconvinced expressions of those big noses, he said with a smile after dealing with his brother's mosquito.

"Don't get excited, buddy, it's normal to win or lose in a game, and it doesn't mean anything in a game. At worst, you can find the place next time and it's over, unless...you are the one who loses every time. At this time tomorrow, I will It will still be here. As for the cards in your hand, just treat them as gifts for you."

   "You wait for me!"

   Staring at Tang Feng with a triumphant smile on his face, Daemon said a harsh word in annoyance, then looked at the mosquito and whispered.

   "Any other cards? My card sucks."

"Of course there are, but you have to buy card packs for other cards... Don't worry, it's not very expensive. There are 20 cards in a pack of 10 silver coins!" After a pause, Mosquito continued sincerely, "Actually It's not the key to winning or losing, it's the people who use the cards, just like equipment, I recommend you to think through the cards in your hand first before combining other cards..."

  This is actually bullshit, it is impossible for any card game to reduce the randomness to 0.

  Especially this kind of game whose entertainment attributes are stronger than competitive attributes.

  The Willant was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and directly dropped a hundred silver coin bill.

   "You better bring enough."

   One silver coin can draw two cards, so he can buy 200 cards and take them home to ponder over.

  Why listen to his nonsense?

Seeing the banknote that had fallen on the table, the mosquito grabbed it and stuffed it into its pocket, and then greeted Toer, who was mixed in the crowd, and directed the guy to squeeze into the center of the crowd with a sack .

   "Choose whatever you want! I wish you the best of luck in forming your favorite deck! Don't blame the cards next time!"

  Damon put his hand into the sack with a dark face.

"Shut up!"

   Mosquito smiled and closed his mouth. Seeing this guy pick and choose, he was very happy.

   The cost of this kind of card pack is even less than 1 silver coin, and he sold it more than ten times as soon as he changed hands!

   What made his heart very hot was the eager eyes around him.

   I'm afraid this sack is not enough to sell!

  Thinking of this, Mosquito couldn't help thinking, maybe he can hold a gwent card competition, set up a bonus or something...

   Just as he expected, the big sacks of cards he prepared were sold out in a short while.

  Especially those guys from Ideal City, all of them are not short of money, and they don’t have any compulsion when spending money.

  In order to get the one-hundred-power blue-eyed white dragon, they wished they had opened up half of their card packs.

  However, these guys don't know that the invincible card they are chasing now will become a younger brother in the next version.

  100 combat power?

  Haha, isn’t that just a younger brother!

   Mosquito had already figured out what a 10,000-strength card would look like.

  He has even considered adding several corps of the alliance to the card pack!

   Not long after, the lobby of the tavern was filled with the sound of playing cards and the yelling of wastelanders.

   Flipping through the pile of colorful cards in his hand, Tang Feng said with emotion.

   "I don't understand, why is such an interesting thing not popular in Ideal City?"

  This kind of small and beautiful game is indeed rare on the endpoint cloud. Although those virtual worlds that occupy a planet are big and big, they are a bit empty.

   It would be even better if the battle could be made into a virtual reality scene.

  For example, use a holographic computer to project battle screens and skill special effects.

   Sitting on the table next to him, the mosquito who was busy counting money said with a smile.

   "As I said, my brother is not suitable for business. The era of only selling products has long passed. Marketing should not only tell strategies, but also tell stories."

   Tang Feng froze for a moment.

"tell a story?"

   Shuffled the cards in his hand, Mosquito said leisurely.

   "That's right, just like today, a game of Gwent cards successfully prevented the internal strife between the legion and the enterprise coalition... What do you think of this story?"

   After a pause, he cast his smug eyes out of the window again.

   "Speaking of which, this village doesn't seem to have a name yet... The nameless village sounds too silly, why not call it Quint Town."

   or Kunzhen are also good.

  Before this place seemed to be called Fuzhuang, and it was also a monosyllabic name.

  Hearing these meaningful words, Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses.

   Good guy.

   After a long time, are they being used as guns? !

  …

   Just when the tavern not far from the front line was full of hustle and bustle, the Broken Blade Mountain in the distance was strangely silent, only the drones flying in the sky were quietly peeking at the screen.

  The middle-aged man in a white cloak stared at the Black Cloud Mountain in the distance, without any expression on his face.

  However, no human could "see" his face.

  Besides his kind—

  The "Human Emperor" standing behind him.

  If that guy is still human.

"too weak…"

   Turning his back to his colleagues who were also in heaven, the Beastmaster said in a very soft voice.

   "If things go on like this, we won't even need the flying beasts that Luo Gan helped us develop. Only those green-skinned mutants with stronger resilience will be able to stop them here."

  He's not very good at picking names, especially after giving up his own.

  Including the titles of green-skinned mutants and goblins, they also heard from players who fought against mutants.

   However, this does not hinder anything.

  The name itself is just a code name, and everything will start again after the kingdom of heaven comes.

  “…these weaklings have been swaddled for so long that they have forgotten how to hunt.”

   "They have clearly experienced the cruelty of the universe in Nanmen 2, but they are still chattering and making noise about those trivial matters."

   "Let the fragile fate of mankind be handed over to these weak guys, and our future will really come to an end."

   "I think what you said is quite right." Human Sovereign doesn't seem to be very interested in this topic, he just came here to deliver goods, and he came here to take a look at the scenery and see how the defense line in the north is doing.

  If the Ten Peaks can't reach the top, he has to make some preparations in his parish as soon as possible.

   Beastmaster looked back at him.

   "Speaking of which, how is the south?"

   Human Sovereign said calmly.

   "Alzu is still dawdling. The apostles he controls don't fully listen to him. It may take some time."

  The Beastmaster's expression didn't change at all, but there was still a hint of sarcasm in that plain and straightforward voice.

   "I said earlier that the Second Holy Church is impossible to be reliable. Only by getting rid of the flesh can we surpass the bottleneck of human beings and complete the ascension to another dimension."

  In fact, Luo Gan's failure was precisely because his ascension was not thorough enough, and there was still a sliver of humanity in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he even regarded an ugly old human child as a continuation of his higher life form.

   This is a mistake that must never be made.

   Several key moves were made wrong because of that guy's momentary soft-heartedness.

  If he had activated the Heavenly Kingdom earlier and turned it into a world like Haiya Province before the Alliance took action, they would never have fought the Alliance so close to Ten Peaks Mountain.

   Human Sovereign thought for a while, then said in a very soft voice.

   "Master Shengzi naturally has his own thinking. Perhaps in his opinion, Arzu's words are more attractive. I believe this is a purely rational judgment. If this is the case, there is nothing to worry about."

   One or two failures are not unacceptable, let alone explain anything.

  The evolution of life itself is completed in "mistakes" again and again.

  They have enough examples to prove that it is unrealistic to expect to reach the sky in one step.

  In that case, **** is the way to go, and the price not paid now will always be repaid in the future.

  The Beastmaster frowned, but didn't say anything. He just turned his eyes to the mountain peak in the north.

"Maybe."

  He disagreed with Renhuang's statement, but this is not a serious matter.

  Compared to reaching a consensus on such irrelevant details, he cared more about the present at this moment.

  He believed that while they were busy preparing for the battle, the opponent was also nervously preparing for the next battle, thinking carefully about how to play the next card.

It's a pity that "Sanctuary" needs to rely on the relay server to transmit information, and the synchronization of information must also be realized through this, otherwise he really wants to send two scouts to see what the group of old humans have prepared for the past two days …

   "I don't need to worry here, you'd better urge Arzu, we can't wait forever."

  The Human Sovereign nodded slightly, and his figure gradually faded away.

"I will."

  (end of this chapter)