MTL - League of Legends: 700 Years Later-Chapter 1712 Black Modinger! !

I really want to talk to everyone about the truth.

Sitting a few days ago, my heart is inexplicably anxious and uneasy. There are always a few times in this situation every month. I also think that the wise people who are barely counted are worried about it. All kinds of inexplicable people are worried about the current situation. Of course, I don’t think that I am a wise man. There are too many people in this world. I am just a small member of the public, just borrowing this sentence.

But on that day, I suddenly realized the reason. The reason for this psychological reason is that I have been distorting what I regard as life, and that is writing.

Although the collection is millions, the subscription has reached more than 10 million, but am I really writing? No, it’s just a code word. It’s really a code word. It has nothing to do with writing. In order to cater to some readers, it’s hard to change the story. In order to force the number of daily and more, the flashing point is getting less and less. To know a good book, It is to be created by racking your brains, instead of being like a boiled water line.

Such as the Dream of Red Mansions, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and those physical books, which are not created for more than ten years and seven or eight years, are carefully conceived, and like Jin Yong's father, think of a good plot for seven or eight days before writing, and net novels? Of course, the idea of ​​each web author is different, and I may be ambitious, and the quality of speed wants to have it all.

At this point, I have decided on the two now, because my current strength, the later is easy to be unstable, I am afraid of the collapse, the first writing in the early stage, many places are not satisfactory, I do not want to end the regret.

I have a wish, I want to really start writing, first pursue the quality of writing, and then pursue speed. If the thoughts are confused, I will never add more, in order to live up to everyone, and for the persistence of the heart and respect for the novel.

I don't want others to say with a casual tone. "Oh, he's in the codeword, the codeword doesn't know? Hey, it's the same as the machine."

Rather, "he is creating, for positive energy, to contribute a little to the improvement of the people's minds."

Of course, I am not qualified to say such things now, but this will be one of my lifelong pursuits, I will work hard!

I hope that everyone will give me time, give me the opportunity, give me some time, I will be determined to bring you unforgettable works, sink into thanks.

......

"Thank you for your Hao Hao brothers, I will respect you!"

Ye Che smiled and picked up the teacup. At the same time, he also gestured to Aich.

Ai Xi is also very excited. After all, she must see the quasi-hero. This is the main force for her future realization of the dream of world peace. So she also brought up the tea cup in front of me. She really said to Hao: "Thank you... thank you Mr. Hao!"

"Ha ha ha, you are welcome, it is my pleasure to serve such a beautiful princess!"

Hao Hao has a bright face, but this is the first time that Xi Ai speaks softly to himself. He is very upset.

Seeing Hao Hao’s appearance, Ye Che smiled slightly and said, “What about us now?”

"Now, it shouldn't work. Brother Xi, you have to know that Bander College is the top college in Bandar City. Without proof of identity, strangers are hard to get in, so today I need to give you two proofs of identity. Tomorrow Only then can you enter...you, aren’t you so anxious?” Hao’s discretionary language, tentatively asked.

"Tomorrow?" Ye Che brows a little wrinkled, but immediately relieved, said: "Then tomorrow."

"Good! You can rest assured that today I will definitely do your identification!"

Hao Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yep."

Ye Che nodded and sat down again.

In a blink of an eye, the time passed three or four hours. After using the meal, Hao Hao accompanied Ye Che and Ai Xi in the city of Bander for a while, then rushed to go for the identification of the two people. After all, time has passed. not early.

Then, Ye Che and Ai Xi went back to the restaurant and settled down for a while, only to come tomorrow.

"Ye Che, do you say that a stranger like Black Moldinger is interested in joining the League of Legends? After all, he even gave up his doctorate."

In the evening, Ai Xi in the restaurant asked by the window look worried.

It is about her dream of peace, so she is suffering from some losses.

"I am interested, definitely interested..."

Ye Che slowly took a sip of tea and said affirmatively.

Just kidding, Black Moldinger’s heart is very big. He doesn’t want a doctoral degree just to be stunned. Later, for the convenience of experimentation, he won three consecutive doctorates in one breath. This happened before the brain was transformed. It can be seen that his wisdom is blasting the sky.

And such a person, how could not be interested in the mighty League of Legends.

"Well, I hope..." Aich nodded, and the delicate face showed a sigh of peace for the future.

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At the same time, Bander College is back!

In the back hills filled with magical energy, there are four people who are squatting down. They are all faceless and fast, like a cheetah. Every move can cause intense air.

However, in addition to the air surge, they do not know why there is a "cucking" sound from time to time, as if the metal is running in friction.

At this speed, they ran for about half an hour or so and finally came out of a completely abandoned flat.

"嗡~"

Suddenly, the young people headed by the four people showed a blue light in their eyes, and there was a stream of data flowing from his eyes.

"Detection is complete, not invaded!"

The young people finished the cold, and then walked towards the room, and the three people behind him quickly followed.

As soon as the house opened, a strong medicinal taste, and the sound of various mechanical metal movements, the sound of the "sounding" sounded out, and it looked like a laboratory. This laboratory is large and surprisingly big!

But it is also very messy, all kinds of discarded metal arms, glass pharmaceutical agents, and conductor diode triodes are randomly scattered on the ground workbench.

Among them, there is a figure that is only about half a meter tall and is busy.

"Master! Mission completed!"

The headed youth looked at the little figure and said with respect and respect, the three people behind him also lowered their heads in a timely manner, and their faces were respectful and indifferent.

The short figure in the hand, a ten fingers suddenly pulled out a residual image, a knock on the instrument next to it, there is a display on the device, as he presses a string of code like rain Spring Wo usually came out.

"The highest order, self-destruction program started!"

At the same moment, the voices of the three people behind the young man heard indifference, and when the voice just fell, they raised their palms and then “snapped” into their brains.

"Hey!"

A burst of sparks emerged from their brains, and then countless circuit boards emerged from them. The three were actually high-bionic robots.

Feeling this scene, the young man did not turn his head, and there was no emotional ups and downs on his face, but he stood there with his head down and expressionless.

At this moment, the short body finally turned around.

This is a Joel with red glasses and blond hair. His mouth and cheeks and forehead are filled with white hair. He looks at the young man so quietly. If you can't see the look of this Yodel, it makes the scene a bit strange.

This person is the black Modinger!

(End of this chapter)