Vol 2 Chapter 424: filter

"You are... crazy?" the confessor asked in her "discourse."
"It seems that I am not really famous." Feng Feng said with a sigh of relief, then, in a very relaxed tone, he looked at the horrible dead creatures in front of him. "This beauty has not been consulted." ...who are you?"
"Confessor." The confessor replied with her hoarse, weak voice. "I am the prince of the secluded king - one of the nine singers of the dead spirit."

Oh?
I couldn’t help but hear the words of the King of the Ming Dynasty. I came to the spirit and said in a loud voice,
It’s yours! I’m so long-lasting.
He is still spared in front of a creature with two eyes stitched. He clasped his fists and put on a flattering face. "You are my idol. I am fortunate to see today. It is a good fortune in the next life."
At this time, Xiaoshen and Matcha Crisp on the fire truck were blindfolded, and they looked at the front of the car with a contemptuous look.
"It turns out that he is called "beauty" for all the opposite sex..." Matcha's mouth twitched and whispered softly.
Before I felt that the brother did call the matcha cake several times, it seems that these beautiful women have no credibility.
"That may not be the case." Xiao sighed. "He has always claimed that he has an advanced aesthetic that transcends racial and secular concepts..."
"That is the meaning of the taste is very heavy?" Matcha crispy.
"Not that meaning, um... how do you say... For example, when we look at foreigners, we always think that they look very similar, and foreigners who look at us Asians are often very easy to confuse." Xiaoshen explained, "And He is the other extreme. He is the kind of Xiao Huang who can be used by Chris Leonard. The two protagonists, Dr. Gru and Navalio, use variants of DNA and fatty acids. The appearance and name of the capsule-like creature composed of banana puree are distinguished one by one... Even if you put two hedgehogs of the same species in front of him, he can also find out which one is more handsome..."
"Oh..." Matcha crisps for a few seconds with an unclear look, then shrugged.
I would rather accept the conclusion that ‘the praise from madness is very cheap’.

Xiao sighed: "In fact, his kneeling is the cheapest... but you can think like this."
Just when the two men began to spit on the aesthetics of the singer, the seal had already ended the dialogue with the npc and opened the door on the side of the passenger seat.
As soon as he opened the door, he said: "There are two things, let me explain."
Xiaoshen and Matcha Crisp face each other, his face is full of doubtful colors, and his heart has risen a little ominous premonition...
"First, your body seems to have some problems." Feng Shou first said to Xiao Sheng, "so that the confessor mistaken you as the time officer of the time master... so she will suddenly Killing in the middle of the road. Fortunately, before she launched the attack, she realized that you are just a stranger, and we will survive."
"Hey..." Xiaoshen's face is getting whiter and whiter, and the cold sweat is getting more and more. He turned his head. Looking at the confessor standing in front of the car. "What kind of problem is it? How do I feel nothing?"
"Oh, it's not a big deal. It's nothing more than a time dust that has infiltrated into your left hand more than a month ago. Now it has traveled through your body like blood..." Feng Shuo snorted, "Speak up... ... At the scene of the death question and answer, the guy named Hephaestus did say to you - 'The time that belongs to your left hand has been overdrawn. If you don't deal with it, the hand will soon become Dust's such a line."
"But I obviously have nothing to do!" The more sighing, the more nervous the listener was, the more scared the value was.
"You are a doctor, you should know better than me... Many diseases have no symptoms before they reach the advanced stage." Feng Jie spread his hands.
"But what Hephaestus said is ‘not long after’? Is it more than a month since the actual time has passed! And my hand has not turned into dust!
Xiao sigh said quickly.
"Well... we have to think about it this way. First of all, Hephaestus is a in Greek mythology. These lifespans are far more than ordinary people. The understanding of the word 'nearly after' may be deviated from us..." I don’t know how to return, "Secondly, the influence of the 'system' on you can't be predicted. After you return to the landing space, maybe the wound is closed, and the effect of time dust is temporarily suppressed. But its existence has not been eradicated."
"What do you do now?" Xiao sighed.
Before he finished asking, he sent a scp-500 and said: "There is no way to save the horse. Now we are not sure what kind of follow-up effect the time dust will have on your body, so still Take a look at it for a while... I will give it to you first, and you will use it according to the situation." He was very cautious and deliberately did not name the item, but instead used a "medicine" to refer to it, in case the matcha was next to it. .
Of course... At this moment, I feel more worried about it. Matcha crisp is very strange to the setting of the scp foundation. Even if she says the word scp-500 in front of her, she can't know what it is.
"Well, let's talk about the second thing." The seal immediately said, "I am leaving."
"What?" Matcha crispy and slightly brows, look changed, "Where?"
"I have already convinced the confessor, she promised to take me to see the leader of the deceased Jiukui. Without any accident, in this script, I can officially become the party of the Necromancer Kingdom..." Feeling a look of longing, as if I had admitted to civil servants.
"Oh..." Matcha crisp sneered. "Previously you tried your best to convince me to form an alliance with you. As a result, we haven't met the enemy yet, but you patted your and left?"
"And don't say... If I don't give you the opportunity to form an alliance, you have already turned into a score... Just say that you have no loss at the moment, isn't it?" Feng Shuhui replied, "On the contrary, you still I got a very strong vehicle and a reliable hitter." He paused. "In short... if you believe in me. You and Xiaoshen continue to move toward the source of the buzz. I will soon I will come back to meet you, don't worry, I must find a way to find your position." He said while watching the other side's expression changes. "If you want to disperse with us, then it's fine. The Golden Locust No. 1 can be given to you, but ‘our agreement’ will be void. Everyone will go all the way.

When he said something, he said that the matcha was in silence...
Feng is not very good at persuading others, because he has a talent, a talent that all the best advisers have had since ancient times - accounting. Calculating your own account, counting the boss's account, counting friends' accounts, counting the enemy's accounts, counting the accounts of the world's people... The same thing has different meanings for different people. Only the other person’s account is counted. In order to detect the other party's bottom line. The possibility of cooperation.
The more thorough the inner thoughts of the other party are. The room for mediation is greater. From the perspective of negotiation, it can be invincible.
"Oh... well... all on the thief boat, I don't plan to come down." Sure enough. After more than ten seconds, the matcha cake was reluctantly returned.
Jue Ge has long known that she is unwilling to break up. The bottom line of Matcha Crisp is undoubtedly the ownership of the Golden Locust One. She gave this powerful fighting machine a hand, and she was reluctant. It doesn't make sense for her to leave the car alone, because only the driver's seat and the gunner's position are there, so that the power of this thing can be exerted.
"Very good, I will take a step first, and the two will be careful." After failing to explain the matter, he took a step back. He closed his face before closing the door. Speak in a cold, cold voice that is self-righteous: "i_will_be_back."
............
At the same time, in the blockade area, the top floor of a building.
The four seed players were gathered together in a sneak peek, Shiva, Wuchai, and the corpse knife. They looked at a crossroad in the distance.
The sights there are not much different from the rest of the city. The streets are dotted with corpses and skeletons, and the buildings are covered with strange vines and blood. The only difference is that... there is a black spherical space-time crack floating above the ground.
"What is that? Some kind of black hole that can be operated?" asked the firewood uncle.
The corpse knife was the king. "You two don't play well, but you also force us to drag here... just to let us visit this?"
"No..." Shiva reached out and pointed her finger at the distance. "Look over there..."
The firewood uncle and the corpse knife moved in the direction of the direction he pointed to, and moved the line of sight together.
But see, on the street below the crack, there is a tall creature of half man and half beast walking forward. On the shoulder, there is also a player (the club badge on the back of the clothes, so it can be seen as a player). The player did not struggle, almost in a state of motion, it may be that his fitness has been exhausted... Soon, he was taken directly below the blast tunnel.
In the middle of the crossroads, stood a woman, wearing a pair of gray underwear, looks very ordinary, like the passers-by in the sandbox game, can be said to have no features.
"What does this monster catch the player?" The corpse knife is Wang Niandao, "Wait... This monster has the ability to beat the player in this script?" His look changed slightly. "With this strength, it must be the four-column god." Let's go straight to the team."
"No." Ghostly, "is a derivative."
"What?" The knives returned to the king. "Isn't that a rumor on the forum?"
"Hey... that derivative is killing." When Fuchai used the telescope, he still did not remove the sunglasses on his face. God knows how he sees the distant scene.
The corpse knife was Wang Wenyan, and he turned his eyes to the street.
At this point, Rut has already made the player's life. Her technique is very simple. First, the right index finger is used to point to the other's head. Then, the finger suddenly turns into a mercury-like shape and grows sharply, like an awl piercing the other's skull.
Understatement, one blows the commandment.
"What is this situation?" asked the corpse knife for the king. "Since you want to kill, why should you catch it at the beginning?" He looked at the sneaky and Shiva in a puzzled way. "It is difficult to be the derivative of the wild animal state." Want another guy to brush the experience?"
"According to our observation..." Shiva replied, "The woman seems to be doing some kind of screening work..." His look was very dignified, and there was some fear in his eyebrows. "Her men helped him capture the players. Then brought it to her and she made the final decision."
"What to filter?" Waste Chai turned his head and said.
"I don't know." Ghostly replied, "We only know... So far, no one has met her requirements."
Duan Shuo said: "That is... the players who were arrested were all killed?"
"I said... Does this matter have anything to do with us?" said the corpse knife. "There is a npc force in this script that specifically kills players. What about it?"
"Not npc, is a derivative." Ghosts corrected.
"Good...derived." The knives are unrecognizable to the king. In his opinion, no matter what those things are called, they are virtual characters in the game. There is no essential difference. "I just want to Say, your actions make me very puzzled. Even if you know these things, just make sure you don't get caught. Why bother to inform others? Don't you want to win this ratio..."
"You haven't figured out the situation yet?" The sneaky face was very unsightly, and the tone was very depressing. He directly interrupted the other party and pressed the door and said, "Look at the dead..."
The knives for the king and the waste Chai looked at the street again, but they saw that the corpse of the player did not turn into white light, but lay on the ground straight, and the brain and blood gradually came out of the wound. One place.
The derivative of the immortal beast seemed to talk to Ruth a few times. Then he picked up the body, like throwing garbage, and got to the side.
At this time, the knives for the king and the waste wood uncle realized that ... the pile of flesh-and-blood dead bodies on the corner is not a set on the script map. Those...all of them are the players who competed for the peak battle...