Chapter 390: Trampoline

Unknown Town·Dungeon
Angela walked into this new building built as a result of the mountain siege activity.
Contrary to what he thought at the beginning, the dungeon is not dark and damp, rather bright and dry, and the walls are not earth walls that can be dug out with a small rake, but concrete walls similar to other buildings of the Church of the God of Games. The above can even vaguely feel the divine blessing from the of the game.
It is not the player that is stationed in the dungeon, but the humanoid construct.
It’s a pity that Angela didn’t participate in the previous activities of Raiding Elf Unified Reality, otherwise he would be able to find that although the shape of the construct in the dungeon is different from those in Elf Unified Reality, from the perspective of joints and other structures , Obviously using the same technology.
After all, there is no patent law in this world, and the power of the gods is so unreasonable. As long as they have a blueprint in hand and study it a little bit, the technology of the lower realm will have no mystery in their eyes.
Of course, for most of the gods, there is no need to pay attention to the ordinary technology of the lower world, and only Xiwei, whose soul comes from planting flowers, is so keen to copy the core technology of others to make it cabbage...
The constructs will not be confused, they also have a considerable degree of combat effectiveness, and the number is not small—some of the bricks moved by players outside become these constructs. As long as the players don’t stop moving bricks, these constructs The total number of bodies is actually infinite.
Angela glanced at the construct that was the jailer.
Unlike the mountain people who are locked up here, because of the convenience given by the system, the believers of the God of Game Church can know more information when they look at these existences.
For example, for some reason, the names of these constructs are uniformly called Xiomajiya, and there is a line of small letters at the end of the data attribute list that says "Xumagia has no intentions. Please don't say any dreams to them to prevent program errors." .
Players who ran in because of curiosity saw this text and specifically faced these constructs'U咩U咩U咩', and then these constructs backhanded the player and beat the player like a piglet. Lifted it out of the dungeon...
Far away, in short, unless you step into the realm of legend and awaken your own miracle, otherwise the mountain people want to escape from this dungeon, basically just idiotic dreams.
As the lord of the town, Angela came to the dungeon not for sightseeing.
Although the dungeon looks very clean and hygienic because of the complete sewer system and the tireless cleaning of the structure, it still cannot change the fact that it is a prison.
Except for some guys with special hobbies, I'm afraid no one likes the atmosphere of prison.
He came outside a cell that looked the most special and looked at the prisoners inside through a glass-like but much stronger wall.
This should have been a slightly serious meeting. After all, this prisoner was captured by the players, the highest-ranking ‘mountain shaman’ among the mountain people.
It's just that Angela is still young after all, even if he has experienced a lot of wind and waves (and the sand sculpture behavior of the players), he is much more mature than his peers, but he is definitely not as calm as those old guys.
So he couldn't stop looking at the lower body of the mountain shaman, like an oversized diaper with a bandage around his hips.
"If I were you, I wouldn't make such a rude act."
The mountain shaman stared at Angela with a gloomy face, and said contemptuously: "Don't you people of the plains always claim that they are full of etiquette? It seems like that now. Oh, sorry I forgot, your etiquette is nothing. It's just an expression of flattery and humility to those who are distinguished."
"Etiquette is for someone worthy of respect, even if it's just a civilian, if he does a heroic act worthy of my respect, then I will treat him politely. Obviously you are not worthy of me."
Angela sneered without hesitation.
"You better pray to your that I won't run out from here, otherwise..." The mountain shaman's eyes were full of fierce killing intent, and he didn't even intend to hide it.
"Don't bother you, this dungeon itself is a gift from the gods."
Angela stretched his hands and looked at the change in the other person's expression from stunned to suddenly realized to full of despair after hearing the news, feeling a little dark and refreshing.
"But if you are willing to cooperate with us and reveal some information, it is not impossible to let you out."
He continued.
"You dream! You plain people are like stinky wood rats, do you think I will believe you!"
The mountain shaman is still a personal figure. After realizing that he could not escape from this dungeon, he still refused Angela's negotiation very stiffly: "Don't be too proud, we just rushed too hurriedly to get caught by you. The sneak attack is successful, and when the other mountain people are killed, it will be the end of you #$虾蟆^ Skunk@#$%!"
There is a series of unintelligible words in his words. According to Angela's understanding of the context, it should be compared with some animals in the mountains as "people of the plains", which is a kind of uncommon way of cursing people.
Because he didn't understand, Angela wasn't angry. He hadn't planned to complete the system task suddenly received so easily.
So he opened the task interface, looked at some of the notes above, and after an unchecked chill, he cleared his throat with a dry cough: "I didn't expect you to cooperate so easily, so I prepared some criminal laws..."
"Hahaha, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you people of weak plains are so stupid!" The mountain shaman laughed loudly: "We are the people of the mountains who have survived in the mountains! Weak people have long died. After hunting, wounds and pains have long been accustomed to us, even if it is a leather whip dipped in salt water..."
"When did I say I was going to torture you?" Angela interrupted him impatiently: "I was planning to infuse you with two bottles of ecstasy, and ask the dancers to dance for you outside, and wait until your fire When burning the body, put another sow into the cell, record everything with the magic shadow stone, and wait until you are sober, and then repeat it for everyone in this dungeon; after you regain a little energy, repeat it , Of course, out of humanitarian considerations, the second time we will put a in to change your taste..."
"Kill me! Immediately!" The mountain shaman who turned pale suddenly screamed and slammed towards the wall.
But these cells also had suicide prevention features, so he was bounced out as if he had hit a rubber, and then bounced around the cell like he fell on a trampoline.
If you don’t care about the horrified and crazy look of this mountain shaman, just watching this scene, there is even an atmosphere where a large child wearing a large diaper is playing on a trampoline...