Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 772

[Chapter 771 Disciple]

? ? ? Your family restaurant is too family, isn’t it? Shouldn’t the entire last customer be responsible for washing the dishes?

Sunset Rongjin’s eyes twitched, but he didn’t delve further into this issue.

He would like to ask again if the other party is willing to join the Whale Song organization and participate in this battle for the door as a representative of Whale Song. It is good to discuss the reward.

However, there is a shop with exaggerated profitability under Li Risheng’s name, and there must be no shortage of money. The Whale Song Organization may not be able to come up with the corresponding bargaining chips.

Even if they can get it, this kind of thing is not something that the four Jin Ge iron horses can decide directly, just stop it in moderation and maintain a normal friendly relationship, so as not to cause the other party to get bored.

Since the sky arena has not yet opened, a few people chatted a few words, then went offline and continued to wait.

In the next 24 hours, presumably all the forces will be busy for this.

Organizing associations to negotiate, make compromises, and divide interests.

Lone Wolf players are waiting for the price, waiting to make a price in the next game to enhance their value in the eyes of other forces.

However, none of this has anything to do with Li Ang.

After he came back from the square, he was going to go to the seaside of Yin City to get the high-quality biomass, marine gene bank, and newborn soldier insect samples obtained by the worm nest at the bottom of the trench.

At the same time, in the game square, a bar called [True Names] (turenames).

This bar is located in a remote corner on the east side of the square. It covers a small area, with dim and ambiguous lighting, simple and clean decoration, and no special products. The shelves made of nanmu are placed on some common alcohol.

Therefore, the number of customers in the bar is usually very small. Occasionally, there will be two or three customers. Because they are tired from walking in the square, they come in and take a seat, drink two drinks and then leave.

At this moment, an unknown melodious song was playing on the jukebox in the corner of the bar with two colors of gold and red.

The female singer’s voice was hoarse and gentle, and she closed her eyes, as if she could see a red-haired and red-clothed woman standing on the stage, singing softly with her hands on the microphone.

The bartender in a brown knitted vest standing behind the wooden bar, with his head down, wiped his glass lightly with square silk.

The wooden door of Jingle

Bar was pushed open gently, and a witch in a pointed hat and cape walked in.

She patted the gray kitten’s waist on her shoulder, and the cat named Meow Meow head jumped off her shoulder and landed on the wooden round table.

Since the table was spotless, Meow Meow’s head fell down naturally, and his body curled up into a ball, making a comfortable snoring sound.

The witch herself jumped to the jukebox, flipped out a coin in her palm, put it into the jukebox, and ordered a piece of electronic-style pop music

. Little by little, jump up and land on the chair in front of the bar.

“A cup of dark beer, thank you~” The

witch patted the bar and placed five coins on the table with her palm.

The bartender raised his head, revealing the face of an ordinary, mild, middle-aged man with no specific characteristics.

It is the founder of the Syndicate, the existence known as the Professor.

Although the Syndicate has its own independent office building in the square, there are no real people in that building.

Only the core members know that their teachers in the syndicate who can really make decisions sometimes stay in the bar called [True Name] that they open.

“What beer do minors drink?” The

professor said calmly, turned around and took a can of Coke from the shelf, and placed it lightly on the table through the cotton pad.

There is no insulation equipment before and after the shelf, but the surface of the Coke can is cold.

The witch smacked her mouth in annoyance, but still stretched out her fingers to pry open the can, took a straw from the straw shelf next to it, and slowly drank it from the Coke bottle.

The wooden door of the Ding- dong

bar rang again, and a tall and beautiful woman pushed in the door. She had waist-length red wavy hair, a three-cornered hat with a skull pattern on her head, and a Flack-style cuff embroidered on her body. A golden black coat with a white shirt inside, riding boots on his feet, and a long knife around his waist.

It is clearly a pirate’s dress.

The female pirate glanced at the professor who was wiping the wine glass at the back of the bar, grinned, and rubbed the head of Meow, who was sleeping on the wooden table at the door, ignoring the latter’s howling and scratching, strode forward, and patted it heavily. On the witch’s shoulder, she said familiarly: “Congratulations, congratulations, I heard that you have squeezed into the top 60 in the personal combat power rankings? Not bad, not embarrassing for us.”

“Crazy woman, what are you doing?!” The

witch turned Rolling his eyes, he tried to push away the senior sister who also belonged to the twelve disciples, [Blood Sea Amberley], “Don’t you know that you smell of alcohol? How much alcohol have you been drinking? Stay away from me. No!”

“Is there?”

Amberley frowned slightly, raised his arm and sniffed the clothes under his armpit, and said in confusion, “Is it okay? The smell is not very heavy. Would you like to ask again?”

“Go away! ”

The professor at the back of the bar happily watched his lovely students interact intimately, and he didn’t mean to stop him at all.

The bells at the door of Ding Dong

rang one after another, and several figures filed in.

Wearing a simple white fighting uniform, the burly 7th disciple of Ling Ran youth with thick eyebrows and big eyes, [Thunder Wolf·Wang Hu]

is pale and thin, his eyes are bulging like fish eyes, and the bags under the eyes are heavy and black. The 5th disciple of the white-shirted boy who swayed and looked tired, 【Asynchronous Call · LAN】

The 10th disciple of an unknown figure wearing a black leather coat and an opaque motorcycle helmet, [Supercritical]

wearing a taupe hooded robe, floating against the ground when walking, sticking out a forked tongue from time to time, sniffing the air with a lizard head The 6th disciple of biology, [Innate Theory · Neisser]

squinted his eyes and smiled gently, the 1st disciple of an ordinary white-clothed young man, [Tai Hao]

the second disciple of a black-haired handsome young man with an indifferent face, [Out of Control]

clasped his hands together The 3rd disciple of a short blonde girl with a lazy attitude, whistling on the back of the head, [Burning Theory · Crazy Fire]

The 4th disciple of a skeleton skeleton wearing a gentleman’s trench coat and holding his head in his hands, [Gate Spike]

wearing an anime The 11th disciple of a fat otaku with a wide body and a big body, with a painful shirt, glasses, and a style of painting that is out of tune with everyone,

the 8th witch in [Super Distance Action·Perch], and the 9th Miaotou, the

professor’s tenth Eleven of the two disciples have already arrived.

“Oh, it’s all here.”

Amberley put down the rum glass that the professor poured her, and said with a raised eyebrow, “It’s rare, there are so many people

.”

The crazy burning fire curled the corners of his mouth, and said in an old-fashioned manner: “What are you doing standing?”

“Don’t worry.” The professor shook his head and smiled

gently: “There is one more that hasn’t arrived.”

.

A handsome guy with short blond hair came in from outside the door, and nodded to the crowd with some restraint.

“He’s your junior brother.” The

professor introduced lightly, and the player nickname of [Mason] appeared on the top of the handsome blond man’s head, which was the syndicate member Li Ang had met.

“Hello, brothers and sisters.”

The mason rubbed his palms with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

new member?

The witch raised her eyebrows. They were all disciples selected by the professor.

Some of them were discovered after the killing game started, and some (such as Taihao, Runaway, LAN) followed the professor even before the killing game started. work.

In the real world, some stock price crashes, company closures, and natural disasters that affect the global or local pattern are all accompanied by professors and his apprentices.

However, the witch and Miao Miaotou started relatively late, and they didn’t know much about these things.

The twelfth-ranked disciple of the professor was a high-eyed, arrogant young man with a genius-level talent for psionic energy.

I thought he could achieve something, but he died in the script mission more than a month ago, and he didn’t even have time to rise to Lv10 when he died.

Anyway, it turned out that the little junior brother had a bad temper and was completely unfamiliar with other people, so he died when he died.

As for the newcomer who

can survive this battle for the door, let’s talk about it.

Most of the eleven disciples didn’t give the mason any good looks, only Tai Hao, Ba Yu and Wang Hu gave the mason a friendly smile.

The mason returned with a grateful smile. According to the information he knew, among the disciples present, except for Bass, Meow Head, and Lan, who were not good at fighting, the other eight were ranked in the personal rankings.

The black- haired youth [Out of Control] ranked second, the

squinting youth [Tai Hao] ranked fifteenth, and the

little girl [Crazy Burning Fire] ranked thirty-two

in the top 100, and the light syndicate occupied eight places. Going out may completely break the cognition of other organizations.

But the strange thing is that, as the teacher of these people, the professor did not appear on the leaderboard. The mason is very sure that the professor is also a player, after all, the latter can freely enter and leave the square.

Not knowing what was going on

, the mason buried doubts in his heart, he had been in the syndicate for a long time, and it was not until this morning that he was promoted to disciple to fill the vacancy.

He doesn’t feel that he can outperform other disciples, even the weakest looking meow head or perch has a kind of Weiya on him that can shock him.

It’s too much to say, let’s continue to wait and see

. Others did not notice the psychological fluctuations of the mason. The professor finally put down the cup that had been wiped for a long time, raised his head, looked at his disciples, and said with a gentle smile: “I called you here today. You must already know the reason.

In this competition for the door, you must enter as many final rounds as possible.”

“Teacher, don’t worry.”

Wang Hu slammed the hammer with both fists and said solemnly: “We will not Letting you down.”

“It’s not a question of disappointment.” The

professor shook his head and said softly: “The emergence of the battle for the door means that the integration of the killing game and the real world has gone one step further.

Those who are sleeping will wake up. The

dead will be resurrected. The

point is not who gets the door,

but not who gets the door.

This is related to the life and death of ordinary people in the real world, and it is far more important than you think.”

[End of this Chapter]