Quadruple split

two minutes later

"Wow, wow, wow, haha~"

Yidong, who returned to the preparation room in a 'living' state, smiled at Mo Tan with a mean look on his face and said: "I've tricked you to death. I finally defeated you in an honest and fair manner. Tsk tsk, I should fire." Video record the scene just now!"

"Yeah, it's really not easy." Mo Tan, who was leaning on the chair, nodded absently and agreed: "If you can defeat me when you have all the advantages in level, attributes, terrain, and skills, you can definitely defeat me just now. That battle will be passed down as a good story for seventy or eighty generations, so that future generations will always remember the great achievements of their ancestors."

Yi Dong rolled his eyes and sat down on the chair next to Mo Tan: "You can't make me happy. Do you know how rare it is to feel the pleasure of killing the bitch Mo Tan to ashes?" ?!"

The bitch Mo Tan patted Yi Dong on the shoulder with a smile on his face: "Are you determined to provoke me?"

"Ahem, stop making trouble, stop making trouble~"

Yidong stopped when he saw that he was good, and immediately changed the topic, looking at the two one-handed axes on Mo Tan's waist with interest, and said curiously: "By the way, the routine you just performed was really fierce. I have never seen it before after playing games for so many years. There are few rogue players with this style, even berserkers, who are as crazy as you just now!"

In fact, until now, he still has lingering fears about Mo Tan's crazy offensive that could be called disowning one's relatives.

After all, neither thieves nor assassins of the same type generally adopt this kind of fighting method of blood for blood and life for life with the opponent. They are assassins walking on the tip of the knife, even if they are alone. There is a person's gameplay, but the skill system and professional characteristics are difficult to change. One-hit retreat, one-hit kill, conspiracy, containment and harassment, and self-preservation are the core gameplay of this type of profession, even in the realm of innocence This relatively unconventional game is not exempt from conventions.

The skills of thieves as a profession basically revolve around high damage, high burst, high speed, and endless means of containment and self-protection. Health and defense are not their strengths. Just look at Mo Tan’s basics. You can see in the attributes and skills column that whether it is ankle-breaking and kidney-shot that can be used to effectively restrain the enemy, or hiding, escaping, and speeding that are convenient for self-protection, the number of such skills possessed by low-level thieves is almost Twice that of other professions of the same level, and in terms of attacks, they are all skills that tend to cause a lot of damage quickly and carry out surprise attacks on the target's weaknesses. As for those skills that are specifically used to meet the tough or increase one's own ability to resist strikes, there are almost no skills. So, It's not that this profession, which is usually defined as an 'assassin', can't confront others head-on. It's just that doing so would really outweigh the gains and losses.

Even the "combat thieves" who are relatively good at frontal combat and have a tougher style in some games also follow this characteristic. They will definitely avoid attacks that can be avoided, they will definitely attack when they can, and they can keep a low profile. When playing blackhand, they are absolutely ruthless, but compared to other colleagues, they prefer to look for opportunities in exciting hand-to-hand combat.

But Mo Tan's fighting style just now completely broke the above theories. He seemed to have no sense of self-preservation at all. [Concealment], the core skill of the thief, seemed to have been completely forgotten by him. His specific fighting method was to rush up and fight you. For slashing, as long as it can cause damage to the opponent, even the attack that can be avoided will be ignored directly, as if there is a deep blood feud with Ito, basically saying, "You can kill me if you can, anyway, I am" I want to stab you a few more times to enjoy my life. In the end, he actually suppressed Idong inexplicably. Before the latter's last wave of explosion, he did not occupy any aspect on the panel. Mo Tan, who had the advantage, actually suppressed Yi Dong in terms of health percentage. Although the latter had too little actual combat experience, in fact, even if an experienced person came up, he might not be able to withstand it.

The reason is very simple. For example, a big man with a combat power of 100 meets another man with a combat power of only 70 but some mental problems. Then the two pick up knives and start to cut each other passionately because of the historical problem of "what are you looking at", and the result is that the combat power is low. The one who was chopped down looked nonchalant no matter how he was cut. As long as he was alive, he would scream and keep going up. The one with higher combat power but a normal mind would be hurt, scared, and afraid of death. The intelligent creature's The instinct of self-preservation will make him have the mentality of "Oh my god, it won't be good if this goes on", and the rationality will make him think of "Oh my god, it's not worth exchanging my life with his." And when When he discovered that although the opponent was not as strong as himself, he was a life-threatening psychopath, this effect was further amplified, and then he might be hacked to death by the psychopath who was not as strong as himself.

This is why there is a saying that 'the violent are afraid of being stunned, the stunned are afraid of life-threatening, and the life-threatening are afraid of mental illness', and Mo Tan's previous fighting style was obviously a life-threatening mental illness, even if there is only 1 left % of the blood volume will make the opponent subconsciously think, "Is this guy still full of blood and BUFF? After being killed once, he will not only be resurrected on the spot, but also may have a second transformation."

So, back to business.

Hearing this, Mo Tan just glanced at Yi Dong lightly: "So, why do you want to stick to fighting methods?"

"I'm not rigid." Yi Dong laughed dryly, shook his head and said: "I just think your non-mainstream style of play is quite scary. Now I think about it and I'm still sweating. It's too oppressive."

Mo Tan yawned and said leisurely: "I think your oppressive power in Zombie form is quite strong. Do you want me to find a chance to help you make a look that can cause SAN damage to the enemy as soon as you show your face? , free, no, I can even give you money, as long as you let me try"

"You must die before me!" Yi Dong glared at Mo Tan fiercely and said solemnly: "Otherwise, you are very likely to destroy my body before I am buried."

"Don't you know this very well~"

"go away!!!"

"Let's not talk about this for now." Mo Tan stopped interrupting, then squinted his eyes and looked at Yi Dong, who looked a little pale, and asked slowly: "What happened to you just now?"

Yidong was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"

"Why didn't you use those bull-riding skills of yours in the first place?"

Mo Tan looked at the other party with interest, and the corner of his mouth slowly turned up into a smile of unknown meaning: "It always feels a little unusual. You are not the type who knows how to be beneficial but just doesn't do it."

Yi Dong's face stiffened: "Uh, I just didn't think of it. You know, I usually have no time to hide my identities as an Eternal and a Necromancer. How can I dare to play with that kind of skill casually? Those mainstream Magic is used occasionally.”

"Oh, I bet you never look at your character profile and skill bar, do you?"

Mo Tan sneered, then raised his index finger and shook it expressionlessly: "I'll give you another chance to organize your words."

Gay friend A immediately trembled, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "As a good friend, you shouldn't be so inquisitive, right?"

"As good friends, you should always think about each other~" Mo Tan smiled nonchalantly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you still confused about how many times you have been tricked by me?"

Of course, even though he said so, Mo Tan could also see that his question did not touch Yidong's bottom line, otherwise he would certainly not ask it so straightforwardly.

I will only investigate directly (current personality limit)~

"Okay, okay, I understand." Yi Dong shrugged helplessly and spread his hands: "Does it count as the reason why I have psychological shadow? So subconsciously is useless."

Mo Tan chuckled: "It must be particularly interesting if it can cause psychological shadow to a heartless happy rich second generation like you, right?"

During the previous battle, he noticed that Idong's expression seemed to be somewhat conflicted when using those soul-calling skills. He had made some guesses at that time, but he didn't expect that it was really a psychological shadow.

"Well, that's what happened anyway. As for the reasons, there are two main reasons."

Now that Yi Dong had decided to speak, he stopped being vague. He winked at Mo Tan and said, "You seem to have never known what my father does, right?"

"Huh?" Mo Tan frowned slightly. He really didn't know that this matter had anything to do with Uncle Yi Nan, so he hesitated for a moment and then shrugged: "OK, since it's related to your family, if it's inconvenient, , I don’t need to ask.”

So from a certain point of view, he (currently) is still a principled person (Dagwu). Of course, this principle is only his own principle, although under the chaotic and neutral personality, Mo Tan often does not distinguish between men, women, old and young, regardless of gender. Doing all kinds of harm to others regardless of whether they are near or distant, right or wrong, good or evil, dead or alive, including but not limited to extortion, extortion, confusion, murder, brainwashing, frame-up, sowing dissension, physical threats, mental pressure. All kinds of innocuous content such as moral kidnapping, coercion, mind control, criminal consultants, etc., but...

As for Yi Dong's parents, Gu Yanyue and Yi Nan, two elders who were very good to him, Mo Tan never wanted to cause them any trouble, nor did he try to investigate them from any angle. On the one hand, he really didn't want to cause trouble to those two people. On the other hand, he always felt that it would not do him any good to delve into those things, so even when he was talking nonsense with Yi Dong, Mo Tan never asked the latter about his family affairs in detail, so that He doesn't even know what Yi Nan does now.

"It's nothing inconvenient. In fact, I've always wondered why you've never asked about these things." Yidong waved his hands indifferently and said with a shrug: "My dad is the boss of the 'Little Smart Ghost' company. "

"ah?!"

Under his current personality, Mo Tan showed a rare look of dumbfoundedness, and he was so shocked: "What the hell is this name?!"

"It's so shameful, that's why I never told you."

Yidong covered his face in despair and said dullly: "It's a small company that seems to sell figurines and toys. It's normal if you haven't heard of it. It has been around since my grandfather's generation. At that time I was selling traditional Chinese medicine, and then I passed it on to my dad, and then I started selling action figures.”

"I admire you."

Mo Tan sighed sincerely, and then suddenly asked Yi Dong: "But I don't think an unknown company whose name I have never heard of can be so profitable. The price of your car is enough Those ordinary small businesses have been struggling for a year and a half, and they still have to struggle well, so..."

Yidong raised his eyebrows: "Can't it be my mother who earned it? She is so popular."

Mo Tan chuckled: "Although 'Gugu Jiang' is famous, her income is probably not as much as that of an ordinary second-tier COSER. Auntie, playing COS can only be regarded as a hobby at most."

"Well, you guessed it right, selling figures is not that profitable, so my dad's company still has a bit of a 'side business'."

Yi Dong said with a bitter look on his face, seeming to be very unhappy with that 'side job'.

Mo Tan suppressed the smile on his face and said to Yi Dong seriously: "Are you sure Uncle Yi Nan doesn't mind telling others about this? If you do, you'd better not tell me."

"It's nothing to mind." Yi Dong still looked nonchalant, and then said with a dry smile: "I just felt a little ashamed that I never told you."

Mo Tan said "Oh~" playfully, and looked like he was listening attentively.

"Exorcise people from evil spirits."

Yidong sighed, and then said with a slightly red face: "That's right, it's just about exorcising evil spirits from people. It feels like a dancing master. It seems that I have been doing this since my ancestors. The result has been spread all the way to my father. Damn it, what kind of society is it now? There are still people buying this feudal and superstitious stuff!"

He seems to be particularly dissatisfied with this matter. This is not difficult to understand. After all, with the advancement of society and science, no one has believed in the concept of ghosts and evil spirits. Even a three-year-old child is very clear about the ghosts after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Even though everyone is dead, no one believes that there is anything in this world that science cannot solve, especially young people.

As a result, Yidong learned that his family had been engaged in "exorcising evil spirits" for a long time. This kind of business was full of the feudal decadence of the old era. As a young man of the new era with correct outlook on life and avant-garde thinking, he really had no idea. There is no shame in the law.

"Oh, got it."

In the end, Mo Tan miraculously did not ridicule him. He just nodded calmly and said, "This is indeed quite profitable, but what does it have to do with the psychological shadow you just mentioned?"

He didn't delve into the topic, but just brought the conversation back to the main thread.

"Listen to me, those were just the background."

Yidong sighed, then swallowed nervously, and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"It turned out that one day when I was in elementary school."

Chapter 282: End