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Abaddon sat back on his throne, watching the orc ship from a suspended projection.
He wanted to give the order to attack.
The best way to get along with green-skinned orcs is to turn them into corpses.
Abaddon killed many orcs.
During the Great Crusade, he followed Horus and the Emperor to destroy the Orc Empire.
The disgust for these green-skinned creatures has been etched into his bone marrow.
But Abaddon was full of worries.
Now is not the best chance to fight the cancer army.
Once the Greenskin Army is attacked, it will inevitably attract Marvell's blame.
When the time comes, how should he respond?
What's more, starting a war rashly will also bring casualties to oneself.
After weighing the pros and cons, Abaddon sighed and chose to endure.
He brought only part of the army back to avoid arousing Marvel's vigilance.
The rest of the army was handed over to Vashtor and several other leaders of the Black Legion.
He came back with a remnant soldier, pretending to be defeated by the empire and had to flee back.
Abaddon did not see Horus, the clone of Yogg Sothos, but only his spokesperson, Marvell.
It seems that the fact that that idiot suffered a big loss at the hands of Guilliman is true.
Thinking of this, Abaddon still felt a little happy.
Before he boasted that he and the entire Black Legion were trash, so they suffered successive losses in the hands of the empire.
Guilliman really treats people equally when it comes to slapping faces.
The Cancerous Legion gets the same treatment as the Black Legion.
Thinking that every time I boasted in the past, I would be slapped in the face by Guilliman.
The feeling of wanting to eat people, presumably the Cancerous Legion also has a deep understanding at this time.
For the return of Abaddon, the head of the Cancer Legion - Marvell did not welcome it very much, and even showed a look of disgust in the video communication.
Just after mocking Abaddon with his front foot, he suffered a big defeat at the hands of the empire with his back foot.
Even the avatar of the great Yogg Sothoth was severely damaged by the opponent.
This kind of naked face-slapping behavior made Marvell feel so angry that he almost went crazy when he thought of it.
I feel that the reason why Abaddon came back is to mock him.
To be honest, Marvell has an obsession with wanting to kill Abaddon.
This guy doesn't look like a good thing who is willing to be inferior to others.
As long as you find an opportunity, you will definitely betray.
Considering the lack of manpower nowadays, the empire is coming again.
Marvell still didn't do it in the end.
After discussing with several other legion leaders, they decided to keep Abaddon and let him defend the Agri galaxy.
Abaddon naturally had no objection to such a task.
He is very familiar with that place.
At that time, even if there is a big defeat, they will be able to escape in time.
He took his "remnant soldiers" to Agri, and waited until that reckless Calgar knocked out his enemies in one fell swoop, so that he could reap the benefits of the fisherman.
Abaddon couldn't help being excited about his strategy.
Calgar's IQ is simply pitiful.
He didn't realize that he was being played by the applause.
To be honest, it’s just Calgar’s ability.
If Guilliman hadn't been helping him all the time, he would have been killed by himself countless times.
With a small plan, let him lead the imperial army to become his own sharp sword of revenge.
Abaddon was filled with a sense of accomplishment.
He might be more satisfied without the arrival of these orcs.
His heart was full of disdain for that wasteful Yogg Sotos.
It's not too shameful for an omniscient and omnipotent to be mixed up like this.
Even if it is a clone, it is the same.
It's so miserable that you have to unite with the aliens to fight against the empire.
Of course, this kind of contempt can only be said in my heart.
The cancerous legion and the possessed Horus are still very terrifying. They can't defeat the terrifying army of the empire, but they can easily crush him to death.
Proper forbearance is still needed.
When the time is right, he'll stab that damned idiot to let him know that no **** **** can humiliate him.
Abaddon stood up and strolled on the sacrificial platform in front of the throne.
The only source of light for the high platform is the neon eight-pointed star that runs through the floor.
The neon lights also reflected chains and **** runes adorning the ceiling in the distance.
Illuminates a pale object shrouded in rotting robes. Bundle with wrap protection tape and hold securely in the grooves around the edge of the room.
These are oracles, whispering and hissing corpses.
It is difficult to hear the faint breathing of these sacrificers.
These corpses are bound with spirits from hell, exuding the power of the warp.
This is the latest means of communication that Vashtor has provided him.
This means of communication enables the two sides to exchange information in real time, which strengthens Abaddon's control over the Black Legion, and also gives him more confidence in backstabbing the cancerous Legion.
"We have received a message." The officer in charge of monitoring the information receiving device stood up.
The officer wears a dirty military uniform.
Hair has been shaved, exposing a bald scalp.
The chaotic octagonal runes were carved on that broad face.
Standing in front of Abaddon, his whole body was trembling, as if he was approaching something extremely terrifying.
"What message?" Abaddon suppressed his anger against the alien, and looked at the servant in front of him.
"It's the message sent by those orcs. They ask us to get out of the way immediately and let their ships pass, otherwise they will crush us." When the servant said this, he was even trembling, afraid of the big predator would kill him in an instant.
"What?" Abaddon slammed his fist on the brass rim of the war table.
Some enemy threat signs on the holographic warfare sand table fell down with a pop.
The officer who reported became even more frightened, shaking like a sieve.
"Are they serious? Let me make way for them, for the **** bugs, trash?"
Abaddon let out an angry growl.
His eyes were already bursting with anger.
Staying in the same galaxy as these damned orcs was already the biggest concession he could make.
Now that damned green-skinned barbarian is asking himself to make way for him.
The body of the big predator was trembling slightly, and he was almost swallowed by the anger in his heart.
At this time, a strange scream sounded.
Looking at the sound, it was a machine slave connected to the data cable that screamed piercingly.
New information has entered Abaddon's ship.
A flicker of static electricity appeared in the air, and they outlined a huge information window in the air.
Does not look clear, flickering.
Abaddon knocked again sharply before the projection stabilized.
A huge, ferocious orc face appeared in the distorted holographic image.
"Go away, bad shrimp, or I will use a big gun to punch a big hole in your head."
Abaddon looked at the orcs in front of him, let his fleet get out of the way, and now he is still outputting on his face.
His face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth.
He really wanted to use his magic sword to pierce this orc's heart, cut off the other's head, hang it on the ship, and let the other party know the fate of provoking him.
When he thought of the Cancer Legion, of the humiliation at the hands of that false Horus.
Abaddon controlled his anger.
After the cancerous legion is resolved, it will be too late to kill the orc with a sword.
"We already have our own defense, if we mobilize it, it will bring a lot of problems." Abaddon said.
"We don't care about you bastard-raised shrimp, get out of the way, and get out of the way of Uncle Uver. Or I'll punch a big hole in your head, WAAAGH."
The orc warlord laughed loudly.
Abaddon knew that these guys were crazy.
They don't care about strategy and defense.
In the minds of those fungus guys, there is nothing but a fight or a fight.
"One day, I will kill you." Abaddon thought to himself.
"Hurry up, or I'll start firing. Are you an ugly monster who wants to challenge Lord Wufo?? If not, just get out of here. This place is protected by Master Wufo."
Abaddon looked at the orc warlord.
Know that now is not a good time to do it.
The best time is to wait until the cancerous army is resolved.
When the time comes, he will make this damned green-skinned barbarian pay the price he deserves.
"Move the ship and let them pass." Abaddon said word by word.
"I know you shrimps are gutsy farts, and you don't dare to fight me fist to fist."
The orc warlord cut off the communication.
Abaddon turned blue and white with anger.
With one punch, a servant on the side was embedded in the wall, and the other servants rushed to wash the unlucky guy down with water.
The body has been completely broken.
It can be seen how terrible Abaddon's anger is.
Huge ships shifted their positions, giving way to those bloated orc ships.
"Boss is amazing."
"Those bad shrimps dare not resist you at all."
"Long live Uver Boss, WAAAGH."
Many orc boys surrounded Ufo, shouting excitedly.
Ufre also laughed.
"When we see good shrimps, we can't beat them, so we can only run away. We are not afraid of these bad shrimps."
"Boss is wise." said an orc villain.
"That's really nice." Ufo slapped it flying, "But no matter how nice it is, I can't touch my favorite big gun."
Uver looked at the giant gun in his hand that could be loaded with shells, and wiped away the saliva left by the orc boy just now.
He knows a lot of kids are looking at his big gun.
After all, it is big, long, hard, and powerful enough to make the enemy shout no.
Putting the big gun on his waist, Uver moved around, kicking away all the orc boys who couldn't walk away in time.
"Get ready to land, we have to go search and see if there is anything good."
"But the surface is the territory of those bad shrimps. Those guys are ganged up with us. Are you going to attack them?" asked a machine tyrant boy.
Hearing a fight, the orc boys cheered, hitting the iron pipes or the floor around them with their guns and machetes.
"They're all allies, so what if we use their stuff??" Wufo said: "I use his stuff, because Uncle Wufo thinks highly of him. Let the boys airborne, don't go to the stronghold of Xiami, maybe They really know how to fire, don't worry about other places, just search them clean for me."
Ufre burst into a smile, full of conceit and ferocity.
"Now, get out and work for me, search the entire ground, and then stuff those farts into the mud and plant them. We want to completely occupy this planet, and use the fastest time to make this planet full of WAAAAGH."
Uffer is not one of those idiots who only know how to fight.
He prefers to populate every world with orcs.
The more orcs there are, the more WAAAAGH he will be, and the stronger he will be.
No matter how powerful the shrimps are, there is no way to eliminate all the orcs.
This is also the reason why Uver always runs away, but gets worse and worse.
He will plant orcs wherever he goes, making every place he sets foot full of orc fungi.
To bring down one orc, there are tens of thousands of orcs.
Ufer will even throw orcs on planets controlled by other races, plant orcs, and run away after planting.
Make full use of the orc's BUG-level reproductive ability.
Under Uver's landing order, the orc ships rushed out a large number of orc aircraft, just like fungal sacs ejecting countless fungi.
The aircraft rushed through the atmosphere, and the high speed caused the surface of the aircraft to rub against the atmosphere violently, forming flames.
From the ground, it looks like meteors falling to the ground.
The piercing sirens resounded in the giant fortress built by the Chaos warriors.
While they are planning a defense against an unknown enemy.
Abaddon stopped them.
Fighting a war of attrition with the orcs here is undoubtedly the most stupid thing.
That will only delay my business.
Abaddon, who suppressed his anger, contacted the orc warlord again, trying to discuss an explanation.
"We also want to build a base." Uver said with a sly smile: "We don't believe in your technology, look at the things you repair, it's really inferior, you should paint all the cannons red, so the firepower Only then can it be better, and a lot of good things must be installed before it can be done."
"Look at you, you have nothing, you are bare, such a fortress can't stop those good shrimps, let those smart mechanic boys teach you how to build a big and fierce one."
Hearing this, Abaddon only felt his throat sweeten, and was almost so depressed that he spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Can you see the buildings of your orcs? If it can be repaired without collapsing, that is i
Does it work? ?
That pile of rubbish, the empire hasn't come yet, it is estimated that a large part of it will have to be smashed to death.
Realized that any communication between himself and the other party would only drive him mad.
Abaddon chose to give up communication and asked his men to withdraw important equipment to the fortress, allowing the surface to be searched by the orcs to build a garbage city.
Ufer and others used garbage to build their fortress.
The fort looked much better than anything Abaddon had seen before.
I thought that the matter had come to an end, and while waiting for the empire to strike, the two sides should be able to get along amicably for a while.
that's the truth.
While other parts of the Cadia battlefield were fighting in full swing, the place where they were remained remained strangely calm.
The empire seems to have given up on their route.
It turns out not to be.
Soon the stubborn stone of the empire - Dorne arrived with a fleet of terrifying scale.
The orc army opened Abaddon's eyes again.
He swore he had never seen such a shameless orc.
Even though Abaddon's resentment towards the Cancer Legion is great, a proper performance is still required.
and the Empire fired two shots, then turned and retreated strategically.
The orcs didn't play, and saw the imperial ships appearing on the edge of the galaxy.
They activated the energy device of that huge garbage city.
Huge flames and anti-gravity arrays below provide levitating thrust, propelling a majestic garbage city high into the sky.
Then I wanted to run away.
Yes, run away.
The tyranny and toughness shown before are gone.
Drag the created city directly to escape.
Abaddon, who originally wanted to change the direction of the battleship to meet the enemy, was stunned.
He didn't even want to make an appearance, so he just retreated.
Since when did the orcs have such a brain!
When did you become so shameless!
He also planned to fire two shots, and then let the orcs fight to the death, and escaped by himself.
Now, his plans are all disrupted.
"They are heading out of the galaxy, and they have detected subspace fluctuations, and a crack is opening." The ship personnel on the side said loudly.
"It has been detected that the fluctuations in the subspace have leveled off, and the empire is blocking the subspace. It is expected that it will be completely blocked after seven hours."
"My lord, we also have to evacuate as soon as possible, and enter the warp space far away from the galaxy and where the empire has no influence."
"We can't meet the enemy. The orcs left us and fled. The empire is blocking the warp space again. Staying here will only become lambs to be slaughtered."
"I have never seen such a shameless and cowardly orc."
Several legion commanders said that Abaddon quickly thought of a brilliant solution.
Can get revenge on that damned orc warlord, but also stop the Empire and let himself go away intact.
Abaddon showed a cruel smile.
"Focused artillery fire on the propulsion unit of the largest orc warship, paralyzing it."
His order was quickly carried out.
The Chaos Warrior ships unleashed a barrage of barrage, targeting the orc ships that were originally allies.
Ork ships, intent on fleeing, were unaware that their allies would do such a thing.
Uver's mind is only thinking of putting all the energy into the propeller to make himself run faster.
Empire, can't beat it.
Can't beat it.
Void Shield is at its weakest state.
The empire is still outside the galaxy, there is no need to put energy on the void shield.
Abaddon allowed many ships to focus their fire, breaking the fragile void shield, destroying the engines of the orc flagship and several other warships, as well as the metal garbage city built by looting.
When the battleship swayed, Uver was still confused.
It wasn't until Tech Boy came to tell him what happened that he didn't know he was attacked.
"Mother Xipi, how dare this group of precious dragons attack Lord Wufo, fight back, and give me a fierce counterattack."
Ufre jumped into a rage and ordered a counterattack.
Abaddon was very cunning, and after the fight, he opened his attack distance.
His ship has taken some hits, no big deal.
Then, he accelerated the ship and fled to the outside of the galaxy.
Looking at the escaping bad shrimp warship, Wufu gritted his teeth angrily
"Boss, what should we do? Our ship is broken!" The orc kid on the side screamed, "Those good shrimps come here."
"Retreat to the other ships that are still intact, we have to escape as soon as possible." Uver watched the flashing hologram, the red representing the Empire getting closer.
We can't waste any more time, we have to evacuate as soon as possible.
A bright light shattered Uver's hope.
The empire released impact weapons that were the size of fighter jets and looked like water droplets.
They slammed into the orc ship with its engine still intact at sublight speed.
Although it was blocked by the enhanced void shield and did not cause any damage, it also successfully prevented Uver's escape plan.
The void shield consumes a lot of energy to transfer those terrifying impact forces to the subspace.
The remaining energy is not enough to continue accelerating.
Uver's ships slowed visibly to the naked eye.
Looking at the dense light spots of the holographic projection, they are all released impact weapons and void fighters.
The plan to abandon the fleet and escape with his henchmen also failed.
Realize that if you stay in the void, you may die.
"Go back to the surface, boys, we are on the surface to meet those damned shrimps." Ufo looked at the ship of the bad shrimps that was about to escape the detection range, and was so angry that he punched the already dilapidated control console.
Don't let yourself go back alive, or he's going to put that **** in his big gun and blow it apart.
"He's right there, witnessing everything about me."
In the study room of the Primarch in the Invincible Truth, Ryan closed his eyes slightly, as if just remembering that person would cause unbearable pain to that tough and powerful soul.
Kakar sat in front of the Primarch, listening to the ancient story.
From the story of the Dark Angel Primarch, it involves ancient honor, ancient betrayal, and also involves the dark past and the secrets of chaos.
It reflects everything about human beings.
The betrayal of weakness, the distortion of honor, the shattering of hope, and the hopeless redemption.
It all starts with Caliban.
During the arrival of the Emperor and his angels, the mutation and corruption of the Chaos Realm cursed Caliban, turning it into one of the deadliest worlds of death in the entire galaxy.
Dreadful beasts haunt the deep forests of Caliban.
Nothing is safe in that horrible place, and one wrong step in the woods could cost you your life.
Among them, those terrifying giant beasts are the most terrifying.
Each Caliban behemoth is unique.
No Behemoth is the same.
Some are like a giant reptile, some are like a mammal, and some are like bugs.
Of course, there may be a mixture of the above.
One behemoth might attack you with teeth and fangs, a second with tentacles and beaks, and a third will kill you with horns and hooves.
When you've dodged those dangers, another one will rush out and spit caustic poison on you.
If you have to find something in common from these giant beasts, it is that they must have been shaped based on Caliban's nightmare.
Those behemoths are huge, muscular, amazing in size, extremely ferocious, intelligent, and possess cunning that far surpasses that of human beings.
Kakal recorded relevant information about the destroyed world.
The world that gave birth to the Dark Angels Chapter.
"He took me back to the Grand Knights, taught me how to practice the sword, and taught me to learn the script of Caliban. I learned very quickly. It only took me a few months to rival their most learned scholars. The strongest swordsmanship in the entire knight order."
"Luther is my mentor, but I have far surpassed him. At that time, he still didn't have any jealousy, but was happy for everything I had achieved. I took control of the Grand Knights and broke the Caliban Knights for many years. It is no longer just a tradition to choose knight candidates from the heirs of nobles, as long as those people can prove that they are qualified to be knights, they can learn how to become a knight."
"Reformation is always painful. Many people are against me, but Luther is always on my side. His support inspires me. My ambition may be innate, or it may be that the Emperor created us. pre-programmed."
"When the Great Knights came under my control, I started to conquer Caliban. With my personal charm and power far beyond ordinary people, I easily persuaded them to join my cause. Only one Knights are The exception is the Knights of Sirius. They refused to join our ranks and issued a warning."
"What kind of warning?" Kakar asked.
"The Behemoth is Caliban's defense."
"What's the meaning?"
Kakar showed confusion and incomprehension.
"In the next story, I will reveal this secret." Ryan stood up, he walked to the porthole of the study, and stared through the porthole at the countless buildings on the Invincible Truth, with his back to Kakar.
"Caliban has always been polluted by the power of Chaos. There is a prisoner there, the Serpent of Destiny. Some people call it Ouroboros, an abomination. The Dark Watcher set a seal there, and Seek the Keeper, Lord Cypher."
"Lord Cypher led the Sirius Knights to seek another way to rescue Caliban. The giant beast mutated because the prison couldn't block all the power of the evil thing. The overflowing power created those terrifying giant beasts. The reasons for this they cannot elaborate, for any talk of the existence of false gods would have strengthened them in an age when there were no walls to protect them."
"The Sirius Knights oppose the killing of giant beasts, because they are afraid that after the death of giant beasts, the overflowing power will affect humans. I chose another path, destroyed the Sirius Knights who had different opinions, inherited their knowledge, and continued to guard Prisoner's mission."
"I thought I could bring true salvation to Caliban, but in the end I found out that I was wrong. Arrogance and arrogance destroyed me and destroyed Caliban. After the Emperor came, the command of the First Legion The power was handed over to me, and Luther and many knights joined the Knights to become my right-hand man. My control over the Legion is too domineering and authoritarian, and I do not allow any doubts. I enjoy the honor of the soldiers fighting **** battles alone , the world only knows the lion-Ryan, but no one knows about Luther and others."
"Until the Sashiluo incident, the ruler of the local planet expressed his willingness to surrender, but secretly prepared a nuclear bomb to assassinate me. Luthor found out about this, but he didn't tell me immediately, probably because he resented me for enjoying all the honors alone." , It may also be out of jealousy and ambition. But he was not cruel enough after all, and he returned to the hangar not long after to dismantle the nuclear bomb. When I learned about this, I felt unprecedented anger, but I did not have any reflection , but regard Luther's actions as a stain on my honor. If other brothers know that my subordinates tried to kill me, it will trample on my image."
"I told everyone who knew about this to go back to Caliban, where they trained recruits. Even those who were only involved in dismantling the nuclear bomb were sent back to ensure that no one knew this secret."
Kakar remained silent.
He bowed his head and wrote.
When the fragments of the past are completed and become the complete truth, people will clearly see the pain and suffering behind the sacred legend.
Nothing is truly pure and pure.
Anything that looks beautiful is rooted in unbearable and dark.
Human beings grow up in pain, but later generations beautify these pains.
"I admit that at that time I regarded honor as extremely important. I carefully protected the image I created, just like other Primarchs kept their secrets. Each Primarch has a secret of his own fear. We are shaped into We are demigods with human souls. We are greedy for glory and recklessly squandering the powers bestowed by the Emperor, thinking the world should work the way we imagine it to."
"The Sashro incident should have aroused my thinking, but I didn't. At that time, I thought that the fault of this incident was not my fault. Luthor and others should be loyal to me without complaint and fight for me."
"Now, after 10,000 years, when I woke up from that long sleep, I always doubted myself. At that time, I still didn't care about those soldiers of the legion. I really regarded them as my children, brother, Comrades??"
"What is the meaning of loyalty? I ignored their emotions, ignored their voices, stubbornly grasped power, but could not learn to listen, my father gave me a demigod body, unparalleled strength, but forgot In order to leave a gap where I can feel the pain of mortals."
"I expelled my mentor, cruelly deprived those loyal fighters of their honor, and sent them back to Caliban, just to preserve my image."
"However, this was not the end. After a while, I did even more cruel things to those warriors who were exiled by me. I made them lose all honor, and let their loyalty be humiliated in front of their brother legions. This is A thing that hurts them more than killing them, and I did that, brutally taking it away in the name of their genetic father. They loved me like that, more than anything in the world, even if I let They die, and they don't hesitate to do it, and I'm so cruel, doing that to them."
"What kind of thing?" Kakar asked.
"This matter is about another person, a name forbidden to be discussed by the empire."
"who?"
"Horus."
Sacrifice Island.
Eerie blood moons loom above the velvety night with smiling faces.
There is no star, only a moon.
Darkness enveloped the island, and eerie sounds echoed in the air.
Players will hear the voices of friends and family who have passed away if they listen carefully.
They gently called the player's name, as gentle as water, penetrating into the player's heart little by little, prying open the hard shell, and touching the soft heart.
Those voices whispered hatred, whispered betrayal.
Said the sins of the people next to them, their greed and ambition.
The gentle voice bewitches players to act first.
Kill your companions in the most brutal way.
Pull out their guts and hang them up.
Pull out the bone again, and put it in a twisted and weird posture.
Sometimes someone will look crazy and use props to other players, taking advantage of their unpreparedness.
"You all want me to die, you all want me to die, so you can't blame me. I just want to live, live."
"Why is this! Why do I have to live in such a ghost world, I don't want to be a player, I don't want to kill people, but I don't want to be a dog for others, I don't want to die, so please go to hell, go to hell. "
The house closest to Qiuchen made the player scream.
It looked like a lunatic with a nervous breakdown, his roar was like a wild beast driven into a corner, helpless and full of aggression.
The cruelty of players in the real world is not without reason.
The pressure they are under is beyond the imagination of non-players.
Betrayal, calculation, killing.
The most unbearable and despicable behaviors will happen in the game.
In despair and loneliness, fight those unspeakable monsters alone.
In this game, the friendship that can be entrusted to the back is more precious and rare than top-level props.
They bear everything, but they can't tell it. They are afraid of showing their weaknesses, and they are afraid of being the target of other players' fools and fun.
They are like lonely beasts, using fangs and claws to declare that they are not to be trifled with.
Qiuchen sat on the tea table by the window, the light in the room would be swallowed by darkness if it didn't shine far.
Those weird creatures hid outside the light, making rustling sounds.
The silver bug that watched him was flying around the tea table at this time.
Props from reincarnation games are very magical props for ordinary people who have little knowledge.
But for the empire, it is **** to fool people.
【Surveillance bugs, users can use this item to monitor the target, and the range of use of the item is 20km】
Such a large range of usage is enough to cover regular copies.
For players, this is a good prop.
Qiu Chen's evaluation is that this **** prop is better than a drone.
It is fancy, but it is not as good as a simple industrial assembly line product.
Of course, the target of the bug is small enough, which is still better than the drone.
Used to explore some weird rooms, weird areas, small things are quite useful
He didn't directly kill the bug that watched him.
Instead, it can create enough illusions to deceive the opponent.
Watching these pretentious players collect information, speculate on game mechanics, and from time to time put on an expression of don’t touch me, or kill your whole family, it’s still a lot of fun.
If he is willing to spend some money, he can also hack into the copy, modify the data of this silver bug, and take control of it.
Qiu Chen is naturally not interested in doing such a thing, he just wants to tease the other party and have some fun.
It has always been Qiu Chen's principle to show some tolerance to those who are about to die.
Both Lite and Si were holding props, looking warily at Qiu Chen who was showing off his tea art.
Qiuchen didn't care, but was making tea methodically and following the steps.
Wait until the last step, he poured the green tea into the teacup, and then said: "Sit down, in such a late night, drinking a sip of hot tea is also a good enjoyment."
"Do you think we're going to drink tea from someone who broke into our room rashly?" Si tensed up like a beast about to attack.
His words were low, with a suppressed anger.
"If it were me, I wouldn't either." Qiu Chen said with a smile: "But this is the most suitable and sincere way of talking that I can think of. Even if you don't drink, it's okay to sit down and chat .”
"We're not interested in chatting, the best way to express our sincerity is to get out of here now." Si said.
"Are you really not interested? You must know that you will die here. Even if it is not for yourself, you should also consider your friends? It will become a sacrificial existence."
"We will figure out a way to pass the customs, you don't need to worry about this."
"You can't pass the level, because I will pass the level tomorrow. After I pass the level, do you know what the remaining players will become?"
"You are lying, how can a normal player collect clues in one day?"
"I never said that I am a normal player." Qiu Chen took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "One day to observe you, one day to clear the dungeon, otherwise, if it takes too long, it will affect the performance."
"Who the **** are you?" Lite asked, "Who would take a customs clearance copy as performance?"
"This matter is very complicated. For people like you who have not studied much, it is an incomprehensible thing. You can think that I am a member of a player organization, and I am recruiting you now. The prepaid remuneration is in This time in the dungeon, you will be taken away alive."
"Although I am a player, I am also a Ph.D. with degree certificates in multiple disciplines." Lite said.
When Qiu Chen heard this, he couldn't help complaining.
Lite is indeed a wonder among players.
Who will go to the doctorate exam after becoming a player to get a degree certificate? That's not what those people who can't become a player do.
No matter how good the technology is, can it compare to Weili's own?
Qiuchen showed a smile.
"Since you are a doctor, do you know what the structure of the universe depends on? Which genetic information data cannot be changed, and which can be changed? How should the flow rate of time be divided? How much energy loss will be generated between dimension increase and dimension reduction? ?When cutting the universe space, how to avoid the serial collapse of other space structures?
"If you can understand these, I will tell you the truth. Otherwise, even if I tell you, you won't understand."
‘I am confident that I can understand. "
"You use quantum theory to teach the priests of the tribal era, are you sure you can teach them? You have confidence, but I don't." Qiu Chen smiled.
His knowledge was forcibly implanted by the empire, so he only knows a little superficially, and still teaches others?
But it doesn't affect his pretentiousness.
The opportunity is rare.
In the future, when people enter the imperial system and become colleagues, they will become more knowledgeable, so it will be difficult to fool around.
Now I can still maintain a strong style, and it is also good for the body and mind to dress more.
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Si stopped Li Te from continuing to speak, then turned to look at Qiu Chen and said, "What do you mean? You said you can pass the level, what proof do you have?"
"Of course, I have already grasped the truth about this sacrificial island. Do you think I can pass the level?" Qiu Chen said.
ps: Let’s figure it out, how much do I still owe.
(end of this chapter)
