Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 712

[Chapter 711 Carmen]

What is the time now.

The mule asked such a simple question.

On the paper prepared before, not only words such as east, west, northwest, yes, no, etc., but also twenty-four letters and ten numbers were written.

The mule has already tested it.

When asking where this is, he can clearly feel another invisible force in the palm of his hand holding the pen, driving the pen, making the tip slide on the paper, pointing to different letters and numbers one by one, spelling out dolphin hotel , the wording of 0408.

In other words, the other party can perceive the outside world and respond.

But when the mule asked what the time was,

the invisible force lingering on the pen began to run wild,

dragging the mule’s palm and moving frantically on the paper.

The mule’s palm was firmly glued to the pen. He tried to regain control of his arm,

but was shocked to find that he couldn’t compete with the opponent in terms of strength.

The result of the stubborn resistance was that the right arm was dislocated, and the forearm folded back at an angle that was painful to see.

Of course, this is nothing. The physique of players is far superior to ordinary people, and they have generally received training to endure pain.

The pain level of dislocation of the arm is not as good as sticking a bamboo stick on the fingertip or appendicitis, and it is not unbearable.

What really caused the trouble was the force lingering on the pen, trying to control the mule’s body in reverse.

Obviously not smiling, but there is a stiff smile on his face,

obviously not moving, but blue veins appear on his arms.

There was an inexplicable deep wound on his body, and blood flowed out continuously, dripping on the ground, and being absorbed by the carpet.

what happened?

Is it forbidden to ask about time? Or is that the way this sticky note was designed?

As long as they participate, the player must be controlled by the body?

The dizziness caused by the blood loss hit the brain, and the mule’s mind turned sharply, desperately thinking about how to survive.

The intelligence businessman could feel that the cold feeling was spreading to the whole body along the right arm, making his body gradually become stiff and numb.

What can still be used normally now, only the left half of the body is left… The

mule gritted his teeth, just about to use his trump card,

as if he had found something, turned his head with all his might and looked towards the door.

One of the skills carried by the intelligence merchant

is to set up a virtual non-physical eyeball, fix it at a position not far from the user, conduct reconnaissance like a surveillance camera,

and transmit the picture into the mule’s brain in real time.

This skill is called [False Eye Technique], which is obviously a spoof of Gaara’s [trachoma technique] in “Naruto”.

Although the name of the skill is a joke, the effect is still very reliable and practical, and the

summoned eyeballs do not The entity is extremely concealed and can be closed at any time. It is

theoretically safe and reliable.

With the help of the [False Eye Technique], the

mule can see clearly

.

The elevator doors opened to both sides, and there were two figures standing inside.

Black Saint Son and Li Ang.

Hei Shengzi was still wearing the attire that he had just transported into the script world, standing silently in the corner of the elevator,

while Li Ang held a piece of white paper nearly one meter wide in his hand, with two lines of words written on the white paper.

The words on the line above are in larger font.

[Players should not panic when encountering abnormal events, just do this, and let the exceptions call experts! 】

The next line is slightly smaller.

【If you are in trouble, please open the door and I will help. 】

There is no doubt that Hei Shengzi and Li Ang, who just came down from the fifth floor, are the patrolmen tonight.

Mule’s heart was shocked. As an intelligence businessman, he was very aware of the identity of the young master of the Black Saint Son’s organization on the other side. The Other

Side Organization was not a good thing, and

the Black Saint Son was not a good person.

There was quite a lot of information to prove that he was becoming a Before the player, he acted recklessly and committed a lot of sins because of his identity.

In fact, the mule was very suspicious of Black Saint Son’s purpose of applying to be a patrolman tonight – he would not be like the kind of person who cares about his subordinates and would risk his life to go out to investigate the situation for the death of his subordinates.

However, Li Ang can be trusted.

The handwriting on the white paper he is holding in his hand is very in line with his personal style, and it should not be faked by Hei Shengzi.

In the blink of an eye, the mule had already weighed the pros and cons.

He twisted his waist as much as he could, and waved his left arm to the back while he was still in control, releasing a skill called [Mage’s Hand]

. Lock the door and open the door.

“Huh?”

Li Ang in the elevator raised his brows. With the lights in the corridor, he could see the unkempt mules with their hair disheveled, covered in blood, and concave in strange shapes in the dimly lit room.

Is this doing yoga?

Then this yoga posture is too non-standard, it is

even more rigid than a corpse that has been dead for 12 hours and has a corpse phenomenon.

(If Miss Chai was here, she would definitely complain about Li Ang’s psychological activities.)

Thinking about it, the teammates are in trouble and can’t help but help.

Li Ang’s knees were slightly bent, the soles of his feet stepped on the floor of the elevator, and he sprang out of the elevator like a sharp arrow, straddling the corridor, and rushed to Room 0408.

The condition of the mule was not optimistic. New deep scars continued to appear on his right arm, which was holding the pen tightly. The left half of his body was also rigid and rigid at a steady speed.

“My sticky note is about playing a supernatural game. I chose Pen Immortal.”

Taking advantage of his mouth to speak freely, the mule said quickly: “Everything was normal at first, until I asked the other party what time is it now…”

I don’t know if it was because the supernatural existence discovered Li Ang, the intruder.

The negative energy shrouded in the pen suddenly accelerated the erosion rate. The

mule only felt that his lips were numb from right to left. When he wanted to speak again, he could only emit “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”.

Tapping.

The Black Saint Child in the elevator room has also rushed to room 0408 at this time.

Li Ang has left the absolutely safe elevator room again and came to help other players.

The Black Saint Child, who vowed to become a patrolman during the day, naturally has no reason to stand by.

The soles of his feet appeared on the blood-stained stall in room 0408.

In order to prevent the elevator door from closing and causing the player to be trapped on the fourth floor,

Hei Shengzi deliberately found a heavy object from the backpack, which happened to be stuck in two doors. Between the elevator doors,

so that whenever the elevator door tries to close automatically, it will not be able to close because of the heavy object jamming the door, and it will stay in the corridor on the fourth floor.

“He is…”

Hei Shengzi looked at the stiff mule sitting on the chair, frowned, and asked in a deep voice: “Trapped by aliens?”

“It seems to be.”

Li Ang glanced at the mule’s notes and the records he had previously written with his left hand, squinted his eyes, and stretched out his hand to break the mule’s hand holding the pen,

but found that the mule’s arm was like cast iron, motionless, and if he used force hastily, he might smash the mule. Broken fingers.

Li Ang thought for less than half a second, and immediately made a decision.

Break it, break it, he can be cured anyway,

mule, hold on, I’m here to save you.

[End of this Chapter]