MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 82

Qingchuan walked along the way and saw countless broken walls and remnants, as if they had experienced a war. However, there are no ghosts, and occasionally there is one left, and he is also confused and can't ask anything.

There are several rooms where patients and their families who have lost their minds are closed, and a talisman paper is pasted at the door. Every time it was smashed inside, the talisman paper on the outside flickered, and the energy on it spilled out a little, and I didn't know how long it would last.

Qingchuan passed through seven or eight such rooms all the way, and doctors and nurses were tied to the pillars, their eyes were blank, their hands were raised, and there was a crackling sound, drooling, except for the complexion. With a rosy appearance, it is exactly the appearance of the zombies that are the specialties of the doomsday.

He followed the traces left by his predecessors and walked all the way to a special entrance on the sixteenth floor. It is clearly written in the maternity room, please enter after sterilizing the whole body.

It's too thick, and people can see that it's weird at a glance.

"Is everyone okay? Do you need help..." Qing Chuan slammed the door open, holding a short whip in his hand, but directly on the delivery bed, one of the babies had already delivered more than half of the baby and only the placenta was left. Weird fetus inside.

"?!"

I saw his eight teammates in the room foolishly pestering, and seven of them seemed to be trapped in some fantasy. Even the little flamingo is a messy spark in the wind.

Only the big monk is still a little sensible when he recites the mantra with half-drooping eyes, and when he sees Qingchuan, he can still shout with great difficulty: "Be careful..."

The belly button is still connected to the placenta, but it will break in just a few minutes, and it will be completely born.

Once fully born, the baby ghost will become ten times more difficult than it is now.

"Excuse me."

Qing Chuan instantly retracted the foot he stretched out and slammed the door shut.

The Great Monk:…

Baby Ghost:…

They watched the black things on the ground stretch out their limbs and turned into a black baby. When they saw them, they sniffed and pouted, and they were about to cry. cry.

The Great Monk:…

Baby Ghost:…

What is this? Give a baby ghost a playmate?

The dark little baby blinked, stretched out two fleshy little arms and said "Ooh" twice, wanting to be hugged. But those who were still awake at the scene were completely covered up, so naturally no one paid any attention to it.

They still don't understand Qingchuan's operation.

See you next...

"Wowahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah —"

'Pop! ' That was the sound of glass breaking.

'Pop! ' That was the sound of the wall cracking.

'Ow~' That was the sound of the great monk jumping up from the meditation and hitting the ceiling.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!!" The baby ghost suddenly became frantic, covering his ears with his hands, and banging his head on the board of the delivery bed.

The seven people who had been trapped in the illusion woke up one after another.

stop.

The dark doll opened her big eyes full of tears, felt that she was being hugged, shrunk her limbs into a ball, giggled a few times, and was very at ease in Qingchuan's arms fell asleep.

'Wake up baby! The one holding you is the one who just threw you out! ’ The baby ghost looked at the black doll and was full of resentment and hatred. It was so angry that it pointed at Qingchuan, “You big liar! Vicious, cruel, shameless!”

There are two killer moves of the baby ghost, one is control, and the other is illusion. Now that the control has been solved and the illusion has been broken, it means that the tiger has lost its minions. In this case, of course, it is taking advantage of his illness to kill him and make a quick solution.

Qing Chuan hid at the door with the 'creeper'.

"This is a God-given opportunity, so don't do it!"

The boss' residual blood, focus on it!

The boss who emptied the big move and entered the reading time and all the violent heroes... Ah, this is a one-sided massacre, Qingchuan is very satisfied.

Until the baby ghost was almost killed, Qingchuan ran out to stop his teammates and handed an olive branch to the baby ghost, "Sign a contract with me, including food and accommodation, five insurances and one housing fund , friendly colleagues, and a special welcome ceremony. Would you like to think about it?"

The meaning of birth."

"Oh, you said those rumors, they are all false and deceitful."

"No chicken knows what the egg it lays will be like, and no one knows what the future of another life will be like. Those prophecies and curses are all just among the countless possibilities. A product of this stream of consciousness, if you believe it, it exists, if you don’t, it doesn’t exist.”

Qingchuan suddenly reached out and patted the sticky head of the baby ghost, and slapped it, "What do you think of a new-born kid? Eat, sleep, and grow taller is your job. Work."

The baby ghost was stunned, Qing Chuan's hand was soft and warm, like a mother's embrace.

It turned its face away, and bared its teeth fiercely at Qingchuan, "Aren't you afraid of me backlash? Can you make me survive? I've died eight times, they all want me to die, I Don't live."

"I can make you live."

The baby ghost who died eight times had a strong desire to survive, and agreed immediately without hesitation.

"Bitter hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others. The future generations are terrible..." The floor sweeper sighed, holding a broom and going out in a depressed mood, "Everyone is gone."

"This is the end?" Huoju Taoist priest seemed to be in a dream.

"The poor monk should congratulate the benefactor and add another strong general." The big monk smiled reluctantly.

"Anyway, as long as you don't make a fuss, it's fine. In the hands of the Qingchuan layman, it's better than being reckless outside." An old Taoist thought very much.

There are also two righteous people, I don’t know what to think, but they are relatively generous on the face, and they don’t say anything about Qingchuan’s shameless behavior.

Wen Zheng was the last to come over, "What was that cry just now?"

"The crybaby, its cries can forcibly wake up people within 100 meters around it, no matter what the state is at the time. It is the most special resident, and you have probably never seen it before. They all sleep in their cradles and rarely wake up."

Wen Zheng still felt uncomfortable in his eardrums, he rubbed his ears, and said, "Where did you find these strange monsters? One by one, it's maddening. direction grows."

"Hehehe...Fate, it's all fate."

After the baby ghost was born, she had enough sense of existence.

Qingchuan returned to his bistro and reopened the next day, as if nothing had happened.

The follow-up matter will be solved naturally, except for the unfortunate mother of the baby ghost who 'one dead and two lives', the rest are safe and sound, and the hospital compensated for the loss, but in fact they are also very innocent. out.

Qingchuan also provided Yinggui's father and grandparents with a sum of money and other help, which bears the cause and effect.

Many people and demons came here to ask the boss for the strongest wine and the most beautiful dishes.

Qingchuan stood at the counter, still smiling like a standard service worker, as long as it wasn't unreasonable requests, most of them were satisfied. It's really good to talk, but it can't be as special as the operation in the video. The big demons are linked together.

Weige sits in the corner every day without disturbing him. He just drinks and eats quietly, and sometimes uses the computer to remotely handle the affairs of the blood clan. If nothing happened, he would watch Qingchuan busy, as if this scene with a strong atmosphere of red dust also attracted him.

During the day it becomes normal mode.

They may not be very friendly outside. After all, one is a demon, and the other is responsible for killing demons and eliminating demons. But here, in the tavern, everyone has a tacit truce, and there is no other identity except the drinker.

Qingchuan's wines are special, as are the dishes.

No, the dishes are especially special.

Happy to love again.

What was once owned but lost.

A person who wants to meet again but is almost impossible.

Things to say but too late.

The impossible is possible here.

Sometimes when people read this place outside, they call it 'the place where miracles happen'.

No matter how many people are obsessed, wine and dishes are not allowed to be packed.

If it flows outside, I can't imagine the picture... One party's residual blood is no longer blue, drink a glass of wine, and resurrect when full. One side must die, just wait for the one who closes his eyes, put a snack in it, the probability of death will change, and the meteor shower will kill the other side, hehe.

An injustice through the ages.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was just missed.

The appearance of the monster will not change. A few years later, Qingchuan closed the shop during the day and only opened at night.

If a white fog suddenly appeared at night, there was a red lantern in the white fog, and the door was looming, yes, it was his tavern.

thing.

"Congratulations, super high passing score~~" The system was happily flying with two cheerleaders.

Qing Chuan woke up, twisted his neck, and showed the same satisfied smile. This world has gained a lot. The original residents have improved their strength to some extent, and those who are motivated have risen to several levels. A new group of members with different settings, but each with their own abilities, has been added.

Nowadays, the monster shelter has a little taste.

Qingchuan contacted Wei Ge, Wei Ge didn't get many points this time, but he rubbed Qingchuan several live broadcasts and got a lot of diamonds.

Fortunately, the completion of the task is very good. The blood clan over there has successfully cleaned up the land and has its own industry, opened a lot of hospitals, and made blood substitute medicines, so the next world can be together. Nightmare-level B world.

Originally, Wei Ge's focus was on making money. His "Treasure Field" needed a lot of "wealth" as energy, and these "wealth" could only be obtained from the currency he owns. It fits his talent and personality very well.

The live broadcast system is much happier. I have a large number of old fans watching on time in my live broadcast room. Of course, they are all watching the operation of the Qingchuan Big Brother Show, which has nothing to do with Wei Ge, just There is a relationship, but also envy and hatred for him.

Weige nodded repeatedly, "Yes, my family Qingchuan is very good." He was so proud that he wanted to announce to the world: He is so good, but he has a master.

After the B-level world, the vacation was extended to six months. The system thought that the host was going to go out on a date with Wei Ge. Unexpectedly, two months after returning, he did not step out of the door. I don't eat or drink, just like a robot, I study the newly bought "Basic Application of Spiritual Power - Interstellar" every day.

Qingchuan is very self-conscious as an administrator: If I can't be the strongest, how can I suppress my younger brothers and prevent them from rebelling?

A man who strives to be the 'best caretaker'.

edge.

The Gods and Ghosts that I bought before explained in simple terms how to combine spiritual power with alien energy to produce various spell effects. As long as you're not an idiot, you can follow along. If you're smarter, you can draw inferences from each other, and it's not difficult to make a thousand changes.

It really has the effect of empowering Qingchuan.

During the period, Wei Ge had several videos with him. Few of them were in love, and most of them were discussing tasks. It's just that sometimes, while talking, they suddenly look at each other and smile, oh my god, pink bubbles suddenly float everywhere.

At this time, there is a real sense of love.

Neither of them are sticky people, and they don't like that kind of bang. They prefer to accompany each other, even if they are reading books and drinking tea together, or brushing their mobile phones with their backs to their backs for a day.

The holiday passed so peacefully.

On the last day of the holiday, Qingchuan suddenly said, "Let's go to the 'Wanjie Museum' for a walk?"

The 'Museum of All Worlds' is located at the heart of the missioner community. It is said that there are thousands of worlds, in fact, there are hundreds of millions of worlds, all of which are worlds that have been recorded by the master brain.

Row upon row of bookshelves, but each book is opened, it is a small world overview. There are many small worlds with interesting settings, which make people want to travel. But most likely, that world has disappeared.

A casual action extended the life of that small world.

How to say, I am very emotional after shopping, and it will suddenly become enthusiastic. I think Lao Tzu/Lao Niang is so great.

Therefore, the Wanjie Museum has always been a popular check-in point, and both new and old people will go there.

This is the first time Qingchuan has been here, and it is in the form of an incidental date for the main task.

There are very few missionaries like Qingchuan who have already reached the B-rank but haven’t been out much. Most of the people who have experienced a world will feel tired, they need to relax, eat and drink and fall in love to recover blood.

A tasker is a high-reward and high-investment job with many risks.

Qing Chuan and Wei Ge walked side by side on the street.

Weige is a little taller than Qingchuan by two centimeters, Qingchuan is smiling and looks harmless, at first glance it seems a little weak. The two systems stood on Qingchuan's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right, and introduced him to this and the other, without even giving Wei Ge a glimpse.

Weige rubbed his nose and smiled dryly. In the last world, his system tasks were not done very well. Fortunately, he went to Qingchuan for two waves to fill up the heat. The live broadcast system has been dissatisfied with him for a long time.

Weige himself has worked hard, but he really doesn't know how to parry the live broadcast room, who are clamoring for stimulation, soaring adrenaline, jumping between life and death repeatedly, absolutely counterattacking, and taking revenge , Talking business with the old fox is not so tiring.

Perhaps, his talent is to make money? (innocent looking at the sky)

"Ah, that **** system! You're not dead yet?"

A voice interrupted Wei Ge's self-defeating.

Qing Chuan and Wei Ge paused and looked at the source of the sound.

On the opposite side is a group of six or seven people surrounded by a beautiful young man with long pink hair.

The one who spoke was a big-eyed loli with black clothes and hair that was upside down. She first looked up and down at Wei Ge, laughed, and pointed at Qingchuan with her pink fingernails, "Boss, you Seeing that people are still in the mood to go out to play with Xiaoqinger."

Weige took a step forward to block Qingchuan, covered the person behind with his body, and then looked at the young man with long pink hair in the middle, "Meet again, the black Yan of the big player system . An S-class, the last time I didn't do it secretly, do I want to do it in public now?"

Qing Chuan noticed that his hands were bulging with blue veins, not as calm and calm as he showed.

The pink long-haired young man noticed him and frowned, "Since you have escaped, this is the end of the matter. Besides, I have no grievances with you, so I will blame you. The binding system. (At this time, he glanced at the live broadcast system shrunk behind Qingchuan’s neck) After that, you should understand, what can be filmed and what can’t be filmed.”

I almost killed someone, and said 'this is the end' with a gracious look. This face is really ugly.

The hypocrisy of the privileged.

"Since this is the end, then restrain your subordinates, so as not to be ugly like a dog barking at the sun." Wei Ge is neither humble nor arrogant.

Being able to have such an attitude in front of the big S-rank bosses has already surprised the people around me. On the forum they are not afraid and anonymous. But in reality, if you meet an S-rank boss, you can't catch up with your thighs. How can you dare to stab each other so coldly?

A newborn calf.

The status of these S-rank taskers is like the tigers and leopards that appear in the forest world of the jungle. What's more, the missionaries seldom play superficial skills, saying that they will die without hesitation. Wei Ge dares to say this face-to-face, which is really courageous.

"I don't pursue it, it's my magnanimity. It doesn't mean I should force others not to pursue it for me." The pink long-haired young man felt himself, even if he didn't take action, he would give the other party a way to survive, Wei Ge You should be grateful to Dade, but now it's a bit rude.

Why don't I tell you this cruel truth, you are just a little ant in this miniature world."

This kind of dialogue between the second and the second breath, but it is not funny at all, even Wei Ge is immediately ready to fight.

If the slogan of the second school is shouted, of course it will be ridiculous. But what if it wasn't just a shout?

The girl's ability is probably to control gravity or something else, and with one move, she controls many scattered objects from the high-altitude whirlwind to Wei Ge. The things in the whirlwind were like supersonic bullets, hitting the ground like a bottomless pit.

The ground of the tasker community is made of materials that are harder than steel, but it is directly called a sieve, which shows how powerful these 'bullets' are.

In front of Wei Ge was a barrage formed by a string of characters complaining about it. He defended the flying high-altitude parabola, and even bounced some back.

Qingchuan thought it was very interesting and asked what the live broadcast system was.

"Barrage bodyguard, barrage rebound attack. The host spent points to buy it."

It turns out that although Wei Ge is not active in system tasks, he makes a lot of money. Every world will become a big guy with 'money ability', and then he does charity and earns points. Brush a lot of points.

These points can be used to purchase the skills of the live broadcast system, including barrage and the like, and you can spend diamonds to upgrade.

Weige is probably really rich, anyway, after a wave of brushing, not only did the superpower girl not kill Wei Ge in seconds, but there was a tendency to be suppressed. The girl did not expect this progress, and the expression on her face became real, very distorted and angry, no longer a face with a fake smile.

Seeing Wei Ge's 'black-sucking physique' makes all the trash around him uncontrollably fall into the arms of the girl, as if iron objects are uncontrollably attracted by magnets.

The whole girl became a garbage dump, she doubted her life, and the pink-haired youth was also surprised.

I didn't expect this little rookie who just walked through a few worlds to have such fighting power. He felt that he was a bit slapped in the face, and a subordinate being slapped in the face was equal to the boss being slapped in the face, full of logic.

Qing Chuan saw a card appearing in Pink Hair's hand, and yet another voice appeared.

"Don't get in the way, go to the arena."

Volume VII: The Sea of ​​Stars