"You said you were reporting nothing!"
"Unexpected, unexpected! Mainly because I didn't expect that she would bring a weakling like you into this."
It is also the inner area of Zindu Yoga, but the group of people has once again completed the reversal between reality and dreams. Frequent switching requires everyone to spend more time on cognitive adjustment to avoid indistinguishability between reality and fiction.
As soon as Yuan Wuwei regained his composure, he came to Long Qi to complain. Regardless, he and Songkan were the first "traitors" to pour beans out of bamboo tubes.
Long Qi dealt with it with a haha.
How did he know that Mo La was so resolute that he kicked everyone back into the game?
At this time in the dream, Mo La has not appeared yet, and I don’t know what he is doing again. Long Qi couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked Yuan Wuwei:
"Have you known each other before?"
"know."
"Have you ever made enemies?"
"How can I match it?"
Yuan Wuwei was angry at first, but then he sighed again: "I was really ignorant when I was young. Among the rows of living storage warehouses in the laboratory, this young lady was the most eye-catching after counting them, so I often went there and wrote on them. Writing, drawing, etc., trying to communicate, who knew that after it came out, it would be like this... blah!"
Only then did Long Qi know that Yuan Wuwei was actually trained by Li Wei, and he was shocked: "Lab? Which one, Deep Blue or Tianqi?"
"It's Tianqi."
"Oh, the core within the core!"
"It's useless."
Long Qi blinked: "Then you know Tuge?"
"We know each other, we're quite familiar with each other. We met often before. That buddy often runs in circles in the laboratory. It's much easier to meet him than to go specifically to find the sister."
Now Long Qi looked at Yuan Wuwei with a look in his eyes.
It's completely different - according to the logic on the three spires a few days ago, wouldn't someone like this the most?
It’s simply a core material library.
But then I thought about it again, Yuan Wuwei spent two days at the Leichi Experimental Site, and most of the information had already been squeezed out.
The image of Tuger on the three spires may be his contribution.
They complained to each other here and talked about old things, and the time passed by.
Gradually, I felt something was wrong: Why is Mo La still missing? Could it be said that the dream game really does not allow extraordinary species to enter?
Several people exchanged glances frequently, and they actually had some expectations in their hearts, but they didn't believe that this good thing would happen... Is it a good thing?
If the dream game really refuses the entry of extraordinary species, it should be regarded as some kind of flaw.
Deep in Long Qi's heart, there was still a hint of disappointment.
So he asked Li Taisheng: "Didn't your sect verify the matter of extraordinary beings entering dreams?"
Li Taisheng shook his head: "I'm not sure. It may require further observation, or the latest results haven't been announced yet..."
"Then you can announce the news here now."
Mo La's voice rang in their ears, making several of them feel their hearts sinking and then let out an inexplicable sigh of relief.
But soon, Long Qi noticed something strange.
Mo La was breathless when he spoke, and his breath was slightly unsteady.
Turning his head to look, he saw that this man's forehead was slightly sweaty and a few hairs were stuck to it, as if he had gone through a round of strenuous exercise.
Today, Mo La wears a dark green and gray and white oversized shirt, long legs with ripped jeans, and eye-catching navy blue running shoes. The items are mixed and matched, like
An oxygen beauty who just returned from an outing to take photos.
With this panting and sweating, it's more like that.
Long Qi, however, had no intention of appreciating the beauty and only asked honestly: "Over there in the cutscene..."
"You bastard thing, just throw it to me, a boss, it's too cheating!"
"Lao Gao?" Long Qi asked cautiously, "Are you facing President Gao Wenfu Gao?"
"OK."
"Not a piece of cake for you?"
"Will you try it later?"
"Then I wouldn't dare."
Despite the fact that Gao "ran away", a few days ago he was hesitant in Jincheng and refused to come back. But to others, Gao Wenfu, the "Seven of Spades", is a solid ranking and a golden brand.
Long Qi can be crushed anytime and anywhere.
Just like now, even in the "cut scene" situation, Mo La spent a lot of energy in order to get out of the battle... Hey, doesn't this mean that someone's character card is even more unreasonable?
"Actually, you could just die there."
Yuan Wuwei made a "kind-hearted" suggestion, but was kicked to the wall by Mo La: "Go away, die in his hands, where will I put my face?"
When Mo La said this, Long Qi was somewhat doubtful.
This guy has never been the type to save face and suffer.
Rather than saying it for the sake of face, Long Qi believed that she was afraid that there would be hidden pitfalls in the unknown mechanism of the dream game, and was unwilling to take the risk of being killed once or falling for some dirty tricks.
The question is, when entering someone's rules, is it enough not to die?
Mo La also noticed it himself, and kept complaining that he had lost money and was being used.
Also, the chase between her and "Gao Wenfu", even if it is a virtual dream, will inevitably generate a large number of extraordinary species.
Most of the other core information has already been collected by Ronan.
Not to mention Mo La, Long Qi also had an ominous premonition.
In the dream game, a transcendent species finally entered, so how could it be just that? But at this time, everyone can only pretend to be dumbfounded.
It's almost midnight in Lake City, and it's still a very lively time, with bustling crowds and rich nightlife. In fact, this is true for all very large metropolitan areas around the world. Otherwise, it would not be enough to support the economic foundation for the survival of hundreds of millions of people.
In this highly concentrated urban area, every inch of land must have a sufficient output every second to maintain the basic operation of the city, and there is enough margin to form a huge difference in resources and meet the needs of The sense of superiority of some people promotes the pursuit and even greed of more people.
From this perspective, city managers are not easy.
A great consul like Gao Wenfu has been in charge of Lake City for decades and is still sitting there peacefully. Although the "extraordinary species" is a key factor, his level in other aspects is not too bad, at least not like Long Qi. Levels can be evaluated at will.
Pure dislike and hatred, this kind of emotional output is not a problem.
"What are you going to do next?" Mo La acted like a new player who had just entered the game, full of desire to experience it.
She was originally... However, no one at the scene would really treat her as a novice. Some basic introductions were for sure, but there was no need to discuss related game mechanics and details. Extraordinary species definitely had their own unique views.
Mo La is not like Long Qi. After coming in, he tried to figure out the game-related mechanisms. He seemed more like purely pursuing fun...at least on the surface.
So on the surface.
She continued to ask: "Go on a mission? Or wait for that magnetized puppet to come and cause trouble?"
Faced with this directional problem, Songkan would definitely step back. Long Qi is also considered a novice and has no say.
At this time, Yuan Wuwei would not dare to say, "Everyone, go pee freely" or something like that. He behaved quite well and gave the opportunity to speak to the equally senior Li Taisheng.
At this time, the secret priest of the Justice Religion showed his quite sophisticated side and proposed a plan that was not negligent:
"We have just made progress in the team's mission, so we should strike while the iron is hot and continue to start with Mr. Baifeng. This time, with Ms. Mo La in charge, we can test it more calmly.
"You can continue to try to head towards the three spires, and go head-to-head; you can also start with those 'colored lines', which are Baifeng-Jun's faith-blessed routes, and walk around the city and play through the plot mode.
"As for random events like magnetized puppets, just handle them accordingly when exploring the mission."
Li Taisheng grasped the situation well. At this time, it was impossible for him to decide anything. He could only put forward one or two plans for Mo La to decide.
Sure enough, Mo La made the final decision: "The plot mode is too convoluted, and I have been bored in the city for the past two days. Let's be more relaxed and go directly to the Three Spiers - this time you don't have to worry about the group being destroyed, my sister will take you flying!"
In Lake City at night, there will definitely be no direct vehicles to the mountainous area. However, everyone was familiar with it and chose to rent a car to go there.
By the way, the route is given, and it’s all ready-made anyway.
Mo La chose the route Lao Yao reported to Ronan before.
We took the Guanglin line in the north instead of the old road from Babao that went around the tributaries of the river and the old county town into the mountains the previous two times.
In this way, Mo La was still very dissatisfied: "So we still have to waste several hours on the road. We have already played the game, but there is no function to move quickly or add save points?"
No one dared to answer.
There was a car rental company nearby and Songkan already knew the way, so he volunteered to run errands.
Others were blowing air at the nearest transfer platform.
This kind of public area built on a skyscraper, a platform is a kind of ecology, and it is one of the most lively area types in the city.
Here, not to mention waiting areas for various transfer lines, there are also open-air drink shops, snacks, street stalls, and even performers.
On the edge of the platform, in a slightly cleaner place. In the cool night breeze, the singer's hoarse vocal cords gave the vulgar dog-licking song a bit of charm.
Long Qi all sang along:
“Never forget the repeated nights, the days in dreams;
“When you’re drunk, you still look like before;
“Swaying on the railings, hoarse oaths;
"You become who you were in the dream, and all I remember is...
"That skirt is swaying in the wind."
Li Taisheng declined to comment, and Yuan Wuwei clapped his hands as he went about his errands, not sure if it was for the singer or Long Qi.
Mo La took a look at her own outfit: "Fortunately, there is no skirt or anything..."
Long Qi was so angry that he provoked her because he was crazy.
However, after all, Mo La is a beauty, and she has a unique temperament, which is especially suitable for the night scene of a metropolis - thick and colorful, dazzling and hidden with variables and risks.
The rigorous logic of the dream game has caused many passers-by to take a peek at the platform.
. Later, someone even came closer and asked softly:
“Madam, do you want a portrait?
"Sketch, quickly."
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