War Paradise

After the horn of The Underworld issued an arrogant-sounding declaration, Frankenstein commented: "Bluffing."

"No, I think he is serious." Lin Chi objected: "Because I was like this when I got serious."

"Don't put gold on your face." Frankenstein couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I feel that my own'that part' is about to be resurrected again."

"Ha, it was impossible to separate the own consciousness." Lin Chi's body relaxed: "If you have a physical brain, it is possible to do it."

——After "cutting off" a part of his consciousness, Frankenstein, who became unusually gentle, seemed to be returning to the original state.

However, when Frankenstein recovered, Lin Chi was relieved.

Compared to the "upgraded" gentle AI, the original appearance is more reassuring. The appearance of Frankenstein before, on the contrary, had a subtle feeling of sickness, which always made Lin Chi wonder if it would suddenly pull out a knife.

"We have all seen your excellent performance in the game. I want to ask on behalf of your fans, what is the secret of your being so strong?" the hostess asked.

"Um..." The Underworld horn lowered his head slightly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he gave an answer to this question:

"I think this should be considered an extraordinary talent."

Lin Chi laughed out loud: "This kid is very confident."

He can see that the horn of The Underworld is not exaggerating, nor is it doing the "ruthless talk" common to incompetents. This guy should be really confident that he can beat everyone else before saying this. Come.

——So, where did the absolute confidence of The Underworld horns come from?

Lin Chi stared at the cowboy standing in his living room and was silent for a while.

Noting his doubts, Frankenstein asked: "Are you afraid?"

"No, I'm just thinking about what this kid has done to win the 31st straight game." Lin Chi said, opening the game forum and starting to find the game video of The Underworld Horn.

It seems that the protection of privacy by the horn of The Underworld is not just in the real world. Lin Chi searched for a long time but couldn't find a complete video. Only part of the information that he could find was recorded by the player who encountered the horn of The Underworld.

Judging from these battle screens, the horn of The Underworld belongs to the kind of killer who is quick and accurate, and will never be muddled when he does it. Many players have lost inexplicably without even seeing their personal shadows. Even after I checked the video, I couldn't find the reason for my defeat.

"This product... is it just hanging up?" Lin Chi put down the phone, closed his eyes thoughtfully, and recalled the scene he saw just now.

"Ordinary cheating software cannot be used in brain imaging games." Frankenstein said to the side: "The detection is very strict, and more importantly, the programming is extremely difficult."

"I remember you were opening the hook at the beginning, right?" Lin Chi turned his head and looked at the robot standing aside: "Your "teleshift" gameplay is really impressive to me."

"That's my way of fighting, not cheating." Frankenstein retorted, "I didn't violate any rules of the game, I just changed myself."

"You should say this to the players who were killed by you in a second." Lin Chi laughed playfully.

Frankenstein’s rebuttal was well-founded and vociferous: "People who mix with the game manager are not qualified to say that I opened up."

"The same is the end of the world, let's not talk about this..." Lin Chi smiled: "Before the start of the game, I have to study this kid's fighting style. It's best to get him in the game."

——In the next invitational tournament, he and the war watcher reached a deal. But the premise of the transaction is: you have to win the game.

If they lose halfway through the horn of The Underworld or others, their plan will undoubtedly fail immediately. The part of the remuneration that I haven't received, naturally, has been in vain.

In fact, more important than remuneration is that I want to be a witness of "that scene", so...

"Can you figure out a way for me to queue up to this little brother?" Lin Chi asked.

"Can't do it." Frankenstein immediately shook his head: "Don't leave everything to me."

"Well, it's useless..."

"You asked too much, okay?"

The two chatted unpleasantly, and the interview with the horn of The Underworld in the screen continued. After a few moderately boring questions, the hostess finally "strengthened again":

"You said before that there are other contestants watching this show. So, besides the victory declaration just now, what else do you want to say to all of them?"

Upon hearing this question, the horn of The Underworld lowered his head again and slowly said:

"I have something to say to the'coach'..."

"Oh?" Lin Chi, who was leaning on the sofa, straightened up immediately.

"Speaking of the player I respect most, it can also be said to be the player I admire. It must be a ‘coach’. Although he seems to have retired temporarily now, I believe he will come back one day."

"No, he probably won't be able to come back." Lin Chi took the conversation.

Even if the handle of Cold Mountain Lab is in the hands of himself and the coach, those guys may take risks and make some dangerous moves. The coach who has just successfully escaped from the Cold Mountain Lab will certainly not expose his own position at this juncture.

"Hmm..." The Underworld horn sorted out the language and continued: "In my eyes, only the coach can be called a true opponent. I hope that one day I can play a fair game with him and decide among us. The stronger one."

"This interview is coming to an end. It seems that The Underworld horn players are now confident and can't wait to show their talents in the game!" The hostess smiled and said, "Please rest assured, we also contacted the'coach'. Although he has not yet responded, he still has hope of participating. I am also looking forward to seeing you and the coach's passionate matchup!"

"Well, thank you, goodbye." The Underworld horn lowered his head and bowed slightly, the projection turned and walked towards the toilet door of Lin Chi's house, and disappeared from the stage.

"Okay, the next one who will stand on this stage is another very famous game player."

Following the host’s words, the stage lights in the studio dimmed, leaving only the woman's neurotic voice:

"He is an outlier among the well-known game players."

"In his live broadcast, no one cares about his actions. Instead, most of the audience's attention is in a wonderful position, that is—"

"When did he die? Will he send another blood?"

"Hey, is it too much to persecute people like this?" Lin Chi complained.

"His stalk even spread outside the game, so that netizens who don't play games are interested in talking about it. That's right, he is a special player in "War Paradise", the prestigious'Terminator'!"

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