I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

"How did I die?"

"Village with a dung fork, hang and beat me, a hunter with a serrated meat cleaver? Crazy?!"

"There are dogs... dogs can kill me too?!"

"trash game!"

"..."

She looks like this, it can be said that she has completely lost the restraint of the knight, Hollander suddenly stood up, rolled on the ground several times, and threw the handle aside in a frenzy, thinking again and again, took the handle back, and continued to invest fighting.

"This is all for the first hug under the moon!"

Zhao Bai felt that if she continued like this, the hard drive in the ps4PRO might be broken, and Hollander couldn't see the animalized cleric. Out of love for Bronya's equipment, he coughed.

"Let me come."

"Can you die less often than me?"

Zhao Bai said embarrassedly: "Probably better than you, I have never died playing this kind of game."

Hollander obviously didn't quite believe it.

It’s fine if you don’t believe it, this kind of thing can’t be faked, it’s all real.

He is arrogant.

Youlandel has already regarded this as the same battle as just now. She has lost two draws and has never won. The difficulty of this game is so high that she does not believe that Zhao Bai can die less often than her.

Zhao Bai closed his eyes.

A familiar voice came to my ears.

"The quantum neural network has been connected, and your hand is Bronya's hand... But don't you feel childish like you?"

"It's not naive, I think it's very interesting."

Zhao Bai answered frankly.

In fact, Zhao Bai doesn't play video games very often. He spends most of his time in real life, but who made him have a high-playing wife? soul.

Blindfolded and fast access to the blood source, it must not be difficult.

The level of the game in Durandal is low.

Zhao Bai is not strong, but he can hang up.

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ps: I found the sand sculpture feeling of this book before, but I always feel a little uneasy. Readers, do you have any inner taste?

Chapter 169: Otto Will Forgive Me (4/4)

Blindfolded speedrun game.

Using the foot to operate the handle has not hurt the priest.

These are all things that Gaoyan was bored with.

Zhao Bai's request was only to hit the beastly clergy, and Bronya was also very restrained.

Zhao Bai opened his eyes at the right time and looked at Hollander.

"How is it?"

"Suddenly I feel a little dumbfounded."

Youlandel opened her eyes and played very well, but Zhao Bai closed her eyes and killed everywhere. Rounding up, it was equivalent to Youlander having no eyes at all. She could find the most special one among the thousands of Honkai Beasts. Only, but I don't know why, playing this game will make you irritable, your stable mood will be destroyed, and you can't wait to poke this garbage TV with a shot.

Calm down, Durandal, you're not that kind of person.

She closed her eyes to comfort herself.

Zhao Bai remained silent, the obstacles to the new map had been removed, and that was enough. He had to ensure a good gaming experience at the beginning of the month, and he couldn't go too far.

At this moment, Chuyue Yue opened his eyes.

She thought about it again and again, picked up the handle, and began to frown and continue to explore. After a while, she was stunned, turned her head and nodded slightly to Zhao Bai and Youlandel.

"Thank you for helping me clear customs."

"It's so naive, you think you've passed, but the journey of suffering has just begun."

Zhao Bai pointed like an elder.

After playing games all day, Yuexia Chuyong and Zhao Bai seem to have become estranged, a little indifferent. Sure enough, e-sports does not need partners and lovers, Zhao Bai feels that he has learned a lesson.

"Under the moon..."

"After playing other games, I feel that my life is written in feet by a garbage plan."

???

I haven't seen you for a day, how did the first embrace under the moon become like this?

Zhao Bai said solemnly: "Yuexia, you have to remember that planning is not about writing the plot. You scolded the wrong person, you should scold the copywriter."

"...rubbish copywriting..."