The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

At eight o'clock in the evening, Pu Yiyang logged in to DELTA on time as usual.

Those who passed by were still in the cockpit of the spaceship, but the spaceship was no longer in a sailing state.It stopped on a planet, or in other words, it planted its head on this planet.

The gravity is unbalanced, the lighting system is also broken, the screen in front of him is damaged so realistically, and the data bars displayed in the upper right corner are all bottomed out, which shows that the ship is about to die.

The most important thing is that those passing by can't move.

The screen still responds when you touch it with your fingers, which means that there is no problem with the device.Pu Yiyang took a closer look and saw that the health values ​​of the people passing by on the panel were steadily declining, so he couldn't help showing a wry smile.

It's not a bug, it's just that he got stuck.Combining the place where the passing person lay down and the damage of the spacecraft, it should be that an alloy plate hit the front of the pilot seat when the plane crashed, and the passing person stayed in that position until he went offline, and this time he went online again. It happened to be pressed right.

Pu Yiyang just didn't expect that the hero who passed by would not die in the hands of the difficult boss, but might die in a plane crash.

DELTA is not relentless in calculating the damage caused by similar environments. Judging from the speed of blood loss, it is likely that it will not pass 5 minutes, and passing by may have to say goodbye to DELTA.

"Spider silk bombs, shock wave bombs, walking rope..." Pu Yiyang quickly tapped the item panel, hoping to find some emergency props, "Blankets, chocolates, uh, "A Time with the Kitty Biroro" One Hundred Nights"? Brother cat, you are going to kill me."

The serious tone of the old cat appeared in his mind, and that guy would definitely educate him earnestly. This was a little surprise specially prepared in case he was trapped in the wilderness alone and died of boredom in the long night.

Pu Yiyang "pinched" the old cat's little yellow disc with his hands, looked up at the broken ceiling on the screen and sighed.

The passing time in DELTA is only the last 3 minutes.

"Hey, this is...Gangmo hot pot fast heater?" He suddenly dug out something in the last column of the treasure chest.

It still seemed to be a silly joke in the old cat style, but now it became his life-saving straw.

Pu Yiyang made a decisive decision and chose to use this prop, targeting the alloy plate on his body.

If he remembered correctly, the heat resistance of Gangamore stone should be able to surpass most materials in DELTA, including the inner bulkhead alloy that he and the old cat spent a lot of money on to equip the woolen ball.If this hot pot heater can really heat the Gangmo stone, it should be able to burn through the alloy plate of the little life that is passing by.

The question is, do Gangamo people really eat hotpot?

"Isn't it that the Ariba people came up with it to cheat money?" Pu Yiyang scratched his eyebrows sadly.

The only thing that can be assured is that DELTA is a game after all, and any prop effect has a scope of action. At least he won't lie here and cook his props into a pile of roast meat.

Another 30 seconds passed.

The corpses still passed by, Pu Yiyang couldn't change the angle of view, so he could only wait for death, or wait for death.

Until there was a sudden sound in the earphone.

It was footsteps, someone was coming.

In the current state of passing by, it is impossible to attack with skills, but Pu Yiyang's hand still landed on the prop bar.

Hope in time.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the red arrow showed that the person was standing behind him. Pu Yiyang held his breath, prepared the last shock bomb, and threw it out while counting the time.

There were two loud bangs, and the arrow jumped to the other side, seemingly avoiding it.

Pu Yiyang didn't think about it, followed by a tumbling, holding the dagger in his hand, wanting to take advantage of the first mover to strike again.

After doing more than half of a set of operations, he suddenly realized that, wait a minute, is the passing by able to move?

He switched the angle of view and glanced behind him, and saw that the alloy plate just now had been broken into several pieces. It seemed that it was not the effect of the heater, but was smashed by someone with a gun.

Turning around again, it wasn't too surprising that there was a black gun barrel in front of him again.

Seeing the heavily armed Tyrians, Pu Yiyang didn't immediately shout "Don't shoot" this time.

The passerby dragged half a tube of blood, maintained the offensive just now, and even shot a little faster, swinging the dagger in a rush attack.

As long as he is in the cabin, it is still his dominant home field, at least Pu Yiyang thought so at first.

Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the Tyrians. Probably because he lost the battle for control of the spaceship yesterday, that guy summed up the experience that heavy firearms are not suitable for melee combat. After shooting at the alloy plate, he replaced it with a It was a very light revolver with a much more accurate attack range, and a series of bullets clicked and clicked towards Pu Yiyang's body.

Seeing that it was difficult to get close to him, Pu Yiyang considered that there was only residual blood left in the passer-by, so he naturally wouldn't continue to blindly attack with skills. While the shot blasted you to block the dagger, he quickly touched a spider silk bullet with his left hand.

"This trick again!" You sneered after a shot, "Do you think I'll be planted twice in the same place?"

When the white silk just popped out, the Tyrian stepped aside.

Pu Yiyang: "Sorry, I didn't think so."

The spider silk bullet didn't go out, but firmly stuck to his left hand, wrapping that palm into a white ball, like wearing a cotton candy-shaped glove.

With one shot, you showed your cautious side, retreated a little, raised the gun and shot, the gun was accurate.

The passer-by raised his left hand, and the spider silk-wrapped palm actually acted as a shield. With a few "puff puff puffs", it blocked all the bullets that could penetrate the thick alloy plate.

Pu Yiyang smiled and said, "You still know too little about this game."

Those passing by faced the gunshots and rushed up, trying to get close to you and shoot you, trying to regain the advantage in melee combat.

You were caught off guard with one shot, and after three heavy stabs with a dagger, the blood bar dropped to not much higher than the one passing by, but there was no trace of frustration: "Hehe, then you know too little about me."

After the Tyrian finished speaking, he retracted all the firearms in his hand, and raised his hand to strike a beautiful elbow.

When did this guy practice his new fighting skills?

To be reasonable, what does a Tyrian want to practice so many Gangamore fighting skills...

The spider silk glove is not a full-body shield, it can block the fire but not the physical attack, Pu Yiyang wanted to cry, but it was too late to dodge, so he forced the passerby to get hit in front of him, and even gave him a knock-up As a result, the person slammed into the console that was only half left, and bounced to the ground again.

The re-installed pistol twirled around at the fingertips, and you were a little proud when the shot exploded. Just as you were about to shoot, your right arm seemed to be pulled by something.

The Tyre flew up again, flying over half of the cockpit along the same trajectory as the passing one, and then smashed to the ground.

This time it is not a walking rope, but a thin strand of spider silk, with one end stuck to your elbow and the other end held in a passing hand.

If the real-time expression can be reflected, the faces of the Tyrians must be blue at the moment.

After all, he was the one who just said "I won't fall twice in the same place", and within a few seconds of finishing speaking, he fell on the spider silk bomb again, which was tantamount to slapping himself.

When the Tyrians landed, the passers-by had already moved their positions in time, but they still couldn't dodge a shot that exploded your fist.

What kind of training does this person use, why can he have such an amazing sense of fighting?

When the passerby was knocked to the ground again, Pu Yiyang had to admit that he might not be able to make a profit even in close combat.

No matter how powerful the spider silk is, its stickiness can't last long, and the magic soldier can only be used once, so he doesn't believe that he can repeat the same trick, relying on the spider silk bullet to trap you once more.

However, he still has an advantage, and this advantage is something that the opponent will definitely not be able to catch up for a while.

Relying on his dexterity, the passerby put one hand on the ground, swept his foot down and shot you, followed by scissoring his legs, trying to lock the Tyrian's neck.

A shot blasts you and snorts: "It's up to you?"

The Tyrian was wearing a suit of heavy armor, much heavier than those passing by. It was theoretically impossible for humans to rely on this trick to lock his movements.

It's just that force suppression is not the intention of passing by.

When he pulled the Tyrian down, he had already calculated the angle and position, and once he shot your back and hit the ground, he quickly changed the applicable object of a certain item.

With a sound of "stab", the indestructible armor of the Tyrian actually started to smoke.

When you realize you've been hit by a shot, you get angry again: "You bastard! If you want to hit him, hit him head-on. Can you stop being so wretched?"

Pu Yiyang: "I didn't come to fight with you."

When the shot exploded, you choked up and your voice changed: "Are you kidding me?"

Pu Yiyang: "I want you to tell me, who are you?"

You seemed to be questioned when you were shot, and you didn't say anything for a while, and then said after a few seconds: "You already know?"

Pu Yiyang's voice became more serious: "When I went to the Star of the Voyage, you were following me. Which guild are you from, Gemang, or Gangmo? Or... Eriba? This account is also a trumpet, right? , keep pretending to be a rookie with me, is that interesting?"

You struggled a bit after a shot, but failed to get up.

The armor under his body has melted a little, and it won't be long before the Tyrians will turn into teppanyaki meat.

You gritted your teeth and said, "That group of trash can call me? Idiot."

Pu Yiyang stared at him blankly for a while, and actually believed what the Tyrians said was true.

Could it be that he misunderstood?

Isn't the Tyrian a spy sent to him by the Grand Council, is he really a rookie who hasn't played FREE before?

Anyway, the flammable and explosive character of this guy in front of him doesn't look like he's pretending. Not many guilds have the courage to send out such a good at poking people out as spies.

Now it's an oolong.

The suppression of passing by gradually loosened, and Pu Yiyang was thinking about whether to apologize or not, when he heard a loud "click".

It's not that the Tyrian armor is cracked, it's cracked like something else is more important.

"Go!" He grabbed the Tyrian from the ground, and the two smashed through the half-opened, half-closed and deformed hatch, and rolled onto the rocks outside together.

There was a loud explosion, and the tattered ball of wool behind him completely turned into a ball of fire.

"It's the hot pot heater, uh, I mean, the thing that burned you just now." The passerby with a smoky face explained to the one who was lying next to you and shot you.

One shot at you: "Hot pot... what is it?"

"Anyway, it's just a prop." Pu Yiyang couldn't explain the old cat's strange interest, "I forgot that your armor will affect the environment. A moment of carelessness almost killed us both."

One shot blasted you and said: "It also blew up your own ship."

Pu Yiyang had a headache for a while: "It's over, Yarn Ball."

The old cat's baby, Ai Chuan, is really dead right now, and if we meet again, he will probably have to kneel through the keyboard.

Probably when you heard that the boat was gone, you thought of a very serious question, stared at him and asked, "Hey, let me tell you, what kind of place is this that doesn't shit?"

The place where the spaceship crashed was a rocky planet, and there was almost nothing there. As far as the eye could see, there were only large stretches of continuous stone mountains, and not even a root of grass grew.

Pu Yiyang smiled: "This is a satellite of the third planet in the Xie Lan galaxy. There are no residents, and no one else will come except us."

One shot at you: "Then why are we here?"

Before the two of them went offline the day before, the spaceship had just entered the superluminal state, and there was a fleet chasing after it, so it was impossible to escape by autopilot.

Pu Yiyang said embarrassingly: "It's a cheat."

A shot blasted you and taunted you: "It really looks like your style."

Suddenly, Pu Yiyang realized a very serious problem, swallowed his saliva, and asked hesitantly: "One shot...Brother, you must be from FREE, right?"

If this is the case, many seemingly contradictory places will be resolved.