Ghost Corps

Fang Zheng felt like a fat cat playing with a ball of yarn, flopping around on the sofa for his own amusement, and then inadvertently caught the end of the thread—he really didn't want to solve the case, but he couldn't bear the truth and wanted to bump into him.

A blurred face of an otaku was reflected in the reflection of the monitor, and Fang Zheng pointed at him, "You're just an idiot."

Mount Emei, where Xiaoniao had been fighting for so long, suddenly stopped. He didn't notice anything, and he kept complaining about the IQ of the 2B fighters, tsk, he was not as good as 2B.

After smoking a cigarette, the cause and effect of the whole incident are still not completely clarified, but at least I have a rough outline of my thoughts.

Switching back to the game, Xiaoniao is no longer in the Legion Hall, but there is a message from the other party in the private chat, and I don’t know how long ago——

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: I won't be able to find the new boss for a while, so let's fight monsters first.

[Private chat] Meng Chudong:?

At first, Fang Zheng wondered why the other party didn’t need to type while playing YY, but after shouting several times without hearing any response, he found out that his YY was disconnected, the reason is unknown, anyway, the little raccoon icon in the lower right corner is still trying to log in In the middle, time and time again, repeated defeats and repeated battles.

Fang Zheng also encountered this kind of situation before, just close the program and open it again, this time he still did the same thing, but when he entered the password, his fingertips froze, because he suddenly realized that the next topic to talk about... maybe [-]% will probably cause some embarrassment. Compared with direct prediction, typing is more appropriate.Of course, this embarrassment refers to the god-like deputy team, and does not include him, the team leader who surpasses God.

Fang Zheng quickly made a decision in his thoughts, and he almost melted in his gentle thoughtfulness>_

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: Where is it?

The private chat was sent, and the other party replied almost in seconds——

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: The Persian Gulf.

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: Fight monsters and upgrade?

[Private Chat] Meng Chudong: Help you find your soul.

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: =_=

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: Why don't I just leave for a while, without being so mean!

[Private Chat] Meng Chudong: ^_^

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: Hey, don't hit me yet, I want to ask you something.

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Yes.

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: The golden hoop you gave me was originally intended for Xuanyuan, right?

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Yes.

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: If you can't send it out after typing, you will give it to me?

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Yes.

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: Are you automatically replying again! !

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: No.

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: But after you quit Zongheng Huaxia, you have been playing for a long time. Why do you still play when you know you can't send it out?

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Nothing to do.

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: Your spare time is too boring!

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: I think so too.

[Private Chat] Meng Chudong: By the way, are you here to fight monsters?

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: ...

What about embarrassment?What about dog blood?The grievances and entanglements he expected are at eight o'clock!Nima, this is discussing the love and hatred between the former head and the deputy head, it's not your mother calling you to go home and eat eggplant stewed potatoes! !

[Private Chat] Meng Chudong: Dropped again?

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: Get rid of your sister!

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Are you coming?

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: Come to your sister!

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Oh.

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: Oh, your sister!

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: So it was an automatic reply.

This guy is absolutely deliberate TAT

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: People have always regarded it as a treasure, but it turned out to be something that others don't want, ying ying ying...

After a beautiful and quiet minute——

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: Don't pretend to be dead =_=

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Are you done?

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Persian Gulf, coordinates XX, XX

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: Lao, son, present, present, not, heart, love, fight, strange! !

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: Form a team, I will fight.

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: I just sit under a tree and gain experience?

[Private chat] Meng Chudong: There are no trees here, you can sit on the beach.

[Private Chat] Fang Zheng: How embarrassing to hate that~~~~~~

[Private chat] Fang Zheng: I'll be right there~(≧▽≦)/~

There are not many players in the Persian Gulf. First, this map is relatively new, and many people have not yet explored it. Second, the monsters here are high-level elite monsters. Although they have a lot of experience, they are rare in number and require high operation.

Xiaoniao did what she said, and really let the little nanny sit on the beach and beat the waves with her feet, and grind the elite monsters by herself.

At first, Fang Zheng's conscience was not lost, and when he saw the bird's blood bar gradually going down, he reflexively threw the blood replenishing skills.

As a result, five out of five times resisted, and the bird said: "Don't make trouble, just play with the water by yourself."

Then Fang Zheng lost his conscience, and vowed that if he owed him again, he would never lose weight in this life!

Because it was too boring, Fang Zheng fell asleep on the table later, and when he opened his eyes again, the bird was still fighting monsters, but their IDs have changed back to their original names, and then look at the account experience. level up.Apparently the bird wasn't sabotaging at all.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: It’s almost done, you robot, don’t you have cramps in your hands?

[Team] Polly: Not bad.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Come back, I see that they are all online in the legion.

[Team] Polly: They're online this morning.

[Team] Whoever has milk is a mother: Then why don't you call me!

[Team] Polly: I'm afraid you might get angry.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Am I a little girl? =_=

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Wait, how do you know I'm sleeping? !

[Team] Whoever has milk is a mother: You must have remotely turned on my camera with a rogue software!Must be TAT

[Team] Polly: There are two manifestations of IQ in this world, one is illogical guessing, and the other is meticulous reasoning.The two of us just happen to speak for them.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: That... can I speak for the latter?

[Team] Polly: I don't care, I'm afraid it will cry.

Look at such a product, how could it be possible to do the thing of playing gold hoops for the former legion commander without sleep!

Absolutely true love!

The fan post I had browsed once again came to my mind at the right time-"I'm sorry, I love you--Remembering the Years of Mirrors and Moons".What if this is not a fan story, but a real story in fan guise?Then it all makes perfect sense!

The logic is meticulous, the deduction is reasonable, the cause and effect are closely related, Fang Zheng wants to give himself a brave and detective brocade...

and many more!

Bird is GAY? !

Is it GAY? !

GAY? !

He would rather believe that a crazy person is a fat, round blood cow who does not eat grass, is a Lala 2B fighter, is a preschooler who has been trained to become a demon, and is a GM!Which one is more scientific than this TAT

[Team] Polly: Are you done digesting it?

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: No!

[Team] Polly: Then I'll go back to the Legion Hall first.

[Team] Whoever has a milk is a mother: They are all army commanders, one has a golden hoop, and the other was thrown in the Persian Gulf and buried in the wind and sand, grievances and twisting~~~~

[Team] Polly: =_=

[Team] Polly: I'll give you 2 minutes to ask questions. If you talk about it, I'll ask all the team members to watch the wriggling legion leader.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: It's twisting!

[Team] Polly: Is there a difference?

Is this Chinese language taught by a math teacher?

From Fang Zheng's finding out that the golden hoop was made by Emei Mountain, Meng Chudong knew that this matter was endless. That curious baby took it as his duty to scan and listen to gossip, and gossip about privacy as his duty. And he played an important role in it, and it is impossible to give up easily even if you look left and right.

But to be honest, Meng Chudong didn't want to talk about it.For one thing, the matter between him and Xuanyuan is over. If it is said that in the age of Houjinghuashuiyue, the heartbeat would change when receiving the other party's secret chat, then now, the heart is completely calm, and even the conversation will give rise to a touch of emotion, as if the past Everything disappeared with the illusion, and became the past, more and more blurred, less and less real; secondly, why he gave this guy a golden hoop with all his life that night, he couldn't explain clearly, It was an indescribable impulse. Until now, the feeling of feverishness that night was still clear, but he was not sure how to dig deep into the root of this fever.A game is a game, it is for playing, not for thinking. If you think too much, you will not be able to tell which is real and which is fabricated. Sometimes even when you think about it, you get yourself involved first. Why bother? It's better to follow the feeling.

But Fang Zheng absolutely can't talk about these things, this guy's talent is to talk about Lu Yuyou as Kangxi, maybe he will come to some conclusions in the end, he went too far, thinking that there is only one truth, and he can't afford to hurt .

So Meng Chudong wanted to diverge several times, but obviously this person was still thinking about it after he woke up, so let's go straight and make a quick decision ╮(╯_╰)╭

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Are you GAY?

Very good, hit the nail on the head.

[Team] Polly: Next question.

Fang Zheng looked at the reply sent by the other party with black lines all over his head and face, Nima didn't even want to be perfunctory and just skip it! !

It's outrageous!

[Team] Polly: You have one and a half minutes left.

Was this guy a Nazi in his previous life =_=

[Team] Whoever has milk is a mother: Do you like Xuanyuan?

Fang Zheng beat him to death and didn't believe that pure brotherhood would make a person bitterly wear the golden hoop that was originally intended to be given to the former regiment leader after being vindicated by the legion.

Fortunately, Xiaoniao didn't skip the second question, and in a moment, there was a reply——

[Team] Polly: I used to feel about him the same way I feel about you now.

Why is the answer so subtle =_=

But who is he, the best at capturing key points in subtleties!

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: almost or almost.

[Team] Polly: Well, there is a difference.

Xiaoniao's is different: the only thing beyond Two-dimensional with Xuanyuan is the exchange of names, with Nanny, one name seems... not enough?

Fang Zheng's handicap: Can an ambiguous relationship with a comrade-in-arms who is purer than pure water be the same? Xiaoniao will definitely not spend sleepless nights building equipment for herself.Although he didn't ask for that, but...

Everyone has the heart of comparison.

[Team] Whoever has milk is a mother: Why am I worse than him!Lao Tzu is sympathetic to the members of the group, loves the novice's position, lewd operation, coquettish consciousness, wretched, simply absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and gathers the culmination of heaven and earth!You blind!

[Team] Polly: If I had no vision, I wouldn't be in the regiment.

This remark sounded good.

The fire of sour grapes in Fang Zheng's heart was slightly extinguished.

And then the little shoots of sympathy kind of broke ground.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: To tell you the truth, although our army is not big, and I am not a handsome and handsome hero, but at least I can guarantee that no matter what you do in the future, you will compete with me. Man, the Legion will not kick you, let alone turn you around.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Of course, if you don’t want to keep it, that’s another matter.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: In a word.

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: If you never leave, I will depend on you for life and death~(≧▽≦)/~

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: People!

[Team] Polly: Finished?

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Yes.

[Team] Polly: OK, the screenshot is saved.

……

Does this guy kill the star without destroying the atmosphere?