MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 203

"Tsk." On the screen, An Yinong and the two were warm, and the game designer only felt sour, and especially wanted to destroy this picture scroll-like picture.

"I don't know that the agency has stopped, and it's still like this. Knowing that the agency has stopped, don't you consider this place as a scenic spot for vacation tourism?"

Also said to smash the sky out of a safe exit. A set of hundreds of millions of equipment, smash it?

But if they really smash, they really have the ability to smash.

The main material used for this cover is a lightweight membrane, and they have only installed mechanisms in a few places. This lightweight membrane is easily destroyed, especially against aggressive Zerg like Jyn.

He designed such a sky before, because the Zerg did not have a species that is good at high-altitude flight, and theoretically no one can touch the light membrane and destroy it. But doesn't this pair also have adult Yufeng beasts?

Adult wind beasts will not come into contact with the light membrane during normal activities, but if someone makes it go up, it can go up too.

The only problem is that even if they destroy the light membrane, it does not mean that they will escape the final crisis - if the final mechanism does not stop.

"Boss!" A figure appeared on the communicator, and it was his subordinate who started the red emergency communication.

"What's the panic?" the game designer said displeased.

"Boss, the control room on the satellite was attacked, and there was an idiot in it who was bewitched by the night ghost, and actually brought the night ghost in secretly, and they activated the doomsday mechanism again."

The game designer looked cold: "Calm down, make things clear."

The subordinate's voice was urgent and fast: "The person who was still there at the time was Allen, and he immediately locked the remaining three organs. But the previously activated organs could no longer be stopped, he Can only push the time back two days and then deliberately enter the wrong password three times to lock. Now I don't know what's going on in the control room..."

Before he finished speaking, the screen flashed again and the line was disconnected.

"Night ghost?"

The Night Ghost was an alien who had established diplomatic relations with their Zerg in the past, and their technology and entertainment were more advanced than the Zerg. During the honeymoon period, the relationship between the two sides was very close. According to the aesthetics of the Zerg, the handsome men and women of the night ghost family are all top-level beauty, so it was especially popular to find a night ghost in love during that time. Various love movies and games emerge in an endless stream.

Intermarriage is relatively rare, mainly because both sides have reproductive isolation and cannot have offspring.

The ability of night ghosts is special, they can subtly influence people who have a good impression on them, and then control that person spiritually.

In addition, the entertainment industry of Night Ghosts is relatively developed and there are many works. They frantically input their values ​​to the Zerg, and it is too late for the Zerg to realize that this is actually a cultural invasion.

Afterwards, the two tribes broke off diplomatic relations, but the high-level people above were scolded by the people below, saying they were narrow-minded, culturally unconfident, and so on. Until now, there are still many guys who are obsessed with night ghosts. This one on the satellite is probably one of them.

"The idiots of the Ministry of Culture should really reflect on it. The screen-filled 'I have a date with Ye Gui' and 'Sadism between life and death through national hatred and family hatred' can't be banned?"

The face of the game designer is as black as the bottom of a pot. But when he turned his face, he showed a smile: he had always regretted that the last stage was forced to stop, but he didn't expect the twist to turn, and the aliens had accidentally opened a few.

After turning on the communicator and reporting the failure of the satellite controller, the game designer looked towards the live room. There Anon and Jean have returned to the Rainbow City, where the spaceship is hidden.

He contacted the insider who was still in the game: "Adjust the start time of the spacecraft and advance it to the twenty-ninth day."

"Yes!" The insider didn't ask anything, he had absolute trust in the game designer.

"Only activated a few organs... Forget it, it's better than nothing." The game designer muttered to himself with his hands on the table.

At this time, Anon and Qin were already standing in front of the Sky Tower, and everyone looked at them with anticipation.

"I'm sorry, only this one." He threw in a slate, watching the preparations progress to fifty-nine/sixty.

The Zerg present made a dejected sound.

"Hehehehe..." The snickering sound was so abrupt that it was caught by An Yinong.

Who? ! He looked towards the crowd and saw a piece of Wu Ying's head, and no one smiled, all with tangled and painful expressions.

But he did 'hear' the laughter.

"It's six o'clock in the evening, we still have time. Before twelve o'clock in the evening, we still have hope." The speaker was a fairly prestigious Zerg.

"Impossible, there is no hope. There has been no progress for the past two days, what can I do in the last six hours?!"

Panic spread in the group, and the despair of death enveloped them, making people crazy.

"He said that if you give up, there is still a chance." Some people thought of the information disclosed by the game party, they pressed the button of 'give up', and the biofilm slowly climbed up their skin.

The player who gave up felt that his body was slowly losing consciousness, but he smiled and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

It was all recorded in the various live rooms.

"It's not time yet, can't I give up later? I've already come here."

"Too fragile?"

Some viewers don't understand, they are bystanders, they don't know how much pressure the players here face when the countdown to their lives is on.

"If you don't understand upstairs, think about it, the queen is here. Now we are calm because we heard that the fleet has set off, and we believe that Jean can take the queen out of here. But in case What happened?"

"Don't talk about Wocao, I'm panicking."

This metaphor really frightened the audience. They desperately told themselves that with the piano, everything would be fine. But the other side couldn't help the blood flow back and the limbs became cold.

"What's that!"

There was a sudden change in the game venue, and they saw a lot of clouds gathered in the gradually darkening sky, very thick black clouds.

"I don't know what that means, but it must not be good news."

"Will it not be the beginning of the final disaster?"

The crowd began to panic. They all gathered near the sky tower. Looking down from the sky, a black mass of human heads looked like a beehive under attack.

The upcoming deadline and the signs of weather changes make them unable to think rationally.

"There is only one left, but I can't find it, why? Ah-"

Another player collapsed, transforming into a worm and wreaking havoc on nearby vegetation. An Yinong noticed that his arms and legs were difficult to use, and they seemed to be injured. It seemed that he had gone through a lot to get here.

After all the hard work, he may fall at the last level, no wonder he can't stand it.

"Hey! You bastard!"

His eyes shifted with the voice again, there was a riot there, the two Zerg fought, and then more people joined. Because of this situation, everyone became explosive and irritable, unable to control the hostility in their bodies.

The mentality of these nearby Zerg also affects An Yinong through the "voice of the heart".

These 'inner voices' are too strong, so strong that they seem to be whispering to him, and hundreds of thousands of people are whispering in his ear at the same time.

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress these voices, not listening to them, maintaining the independence of his own thinking: he could not be affected by this panic, he had to be calm, calm again.

"Hahahaha... fear, continue to fear."

An Yinong's eyes widened slightly, the voice appeared again, he looked at the crowd again, but still found nothing. But he can be sure that among these people there is a guy who is expecting pain, and it is a Zerg, because he can only hear the voice of the Zerg.

"It's a bit strange." An Yinong said to Qin, "Remember what we encountered? The untouched treasure place, the untouched treasure chest, but when the box was opened, it was empty. . As if someone had taken it away by a secret method early on.

"It's not one or two, it's seven or eight. It's the same situation."

"You suspect that someone got the slate, but didn't take it out?" Qin immediately understood what An Yinong meant.

"Well, I suspect so, although there is no evidence." He looked at the crowd, and there were many high-level Zerg players among the players who came to the last level, "You think, what we are experiencing now, Is it like the agony of the high Zerg facing death?"

Will someone hide the slate and want everyone to feel the taste of waiting to die?

His voice was low, but the piano was so close that he could hear it clearly: "Why do you think like this?"

"The unwillingness to face the passing of life is only second. The most important thing is this... The determined time of death, tick, tick, every second passed is a knife, fear spread."

Jin was finally a little surprised, he turned around: "What did someone do to you?"

An Yinong was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Just trying to understand the feeling of the higher Zerg." But when he lowered his head, his smile subsided.

Indeed, he did not experience the experience of waiting for the death of the higher Zerg, because his death was even more unpredictable. The protagonist and the remorse of the plot are the knife hanging over the head, and I don't know when it will fall.

The taste of life in the hands of someone else...

Although the system said it, he doesn't have to be afraid of this in the future. But he will never forget the spiritual torment he once suffered.

So he can understand the pain of the higher Zerg, but if someone wants others to feel this despair because of his own sin, then tear him.

The sky was darkened by thick dark clouds, and many teams lit bonfires.

"This is just an omen, but it shouldn't give us a 'surprise' right away." After waiting for a long time, there were no more changes, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They are already thinking about how to protect themselves in a near-apocalyptic environment.

"It's okay anyway, let's have dinner first?" An Yinong took out the big leaf with the ingredients, "Although seafood and the like are gone, there are still many other ingredients. So what to eat?"

Affected by this atmosphere, Dina asked hesitantly, "Are you still in the mood to eat?"

"The worse the environment is, the more you have to eat well. Deliciousness is magic, it can make people feel at ease. And what we can do in this situation is to keep our body healthy."

Moreover, this can also slightly suppress the current atmosphere that can be burned with a little spark.

On the platform next to the Sky Tower, An Yinong and Qin took out a simple metal stove and pot, and actually started cooking dinner. Starch-rich plant roots, as well as diced and tasty meats, and refreshing vegetables are all cooked in a pot.

The aroma of food wafts out, from the platform to the rest of the neighborhood.

"What's this scent?"

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"That's not the Queen's... eh?! Does the Queen make the food herself?"

"Let it go! How can the queen make her own food?"

"You are sinning!"

These contestants almost knelt on the ground, and even the rioting crowd stopped, their faces collapsed, it seemed that An Yinong made food by himself, closer than death Even more unbearable.

An Yinong: …I really don’t know much about Zerg.