Monster Collector [Unlimited]

Chomon finally had a reason to make a move.

Since that person left, they kept their vows, but they couldn't recover from the decline. They could only watch the Infinite Service Company divide players, run amok, and extend its tentacles into one real world after another.

Even, even His Majesty's name and appearance were used and became a trap!

This knife has been ready for a long time, and his knife is as fast as the anger against Infinity Services is deep.

There was silence in the room, and the domain belonging to Jomon was fully unfolded, and no one could see the fierce battle in the room at this moment.

Xie Changli is fearless and fearless. It is clearly a knife that can destroy gold and jade, but in his eyes, it seems that time has been stretched infinitely, and several flaws are vivid in his memory. Almost even the next move and the back move emerge in an instant. heart.

It was so familiar, he completely obeyed his body instinct and shot out several crow feathers in a row, hitting the same point of the blade one after another, the sound of gold and jade clanging sounded, and he forced the tip of the blade to stagger by an inch, letting him retreat outwards with the wind of the blade.

Qiao Meng couldn't make a single blow, so he temporarily stopped his hands, fixed his eyes on Xie Changli who was in the room with a calm posture, and said contemptuously, "That's all."

Du Ya landed firmly on his shoulders, his long platinum hair was blown up by the wind, revealing his icy eyes, his blood seemed to surge in a trance: "What made you break the player contract?"

This fight lasted only for a moment, and Mo Daocheng, who had always been a support worker, didn't understand the trick at all, so he realized it later and shouted: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't fight!"

Qiao Meng crossed the knife and gave him a cold look: "Get out, don't get in the way here."

I don't want to get in the way, but this is my boss.

Mo Daocheng plucked up his courage, and slipped out of bed with his computer in his arms, as if he wanted to sneak behind Xie Changli cautiously.

An expression of impatience appeared on Qiao Meng's face, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he planned to throw the guy who was in the way out.

However, in the next second, a hand as white as jade protruded from the other side, and within a few seconds, it had connected with him several times, picking up Mo Daocheng when he was not prepared.

Qiao Meng slashed horizontally with his long sword, and the cabinet next to him was sacrificed heroically, the debris splashed, Xie Changli pushed Mo Daocheng away, and rolled out again using the momentum: "Mo Daocheng, personal skills."

Qiao Meng snorted coldly: "It's just a fake, for His Majesty's glory, I will kill you."

Just between these words, the long knife in the air changed direction again, and this blow directly slashed at Du Ya who was guarding Xie Changli.

"Gah!" Du Ya turned pale with shock, and the feathers all over his body were as hard as steel in an instant.

At the critical moment, the blade couldn't take half a step forward. Xie Changli stretched out his right hand to hold the blade, and an invisible force surged behind him, and there seemed to be a sea of ​​blood in the silver pupils that were only faintly blood-colored.

Tick.

The blood fell along the edge of the blade and dripped lightly on the ground, as if there was an undetectable fragrance permeating the room.

It was a familiar, especially reassuring smell when fighting side by side countless times, and it was also a ray of obsession when the person left, tossing and turning and dreaming back countless times.

Jomont's pupils suddenly shrank——

His Majesty? ! !

He fell into a trance as if in a dream, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

It was in such a moment of distraction that Mo Daocheng's personal skills were activated.

His personal skill is space replacement. He can forcibly exchange the space he is familiar with with his current position. However, he needs to be familiar with the structure of the two spaces when he activates it. The cooldown and read time are equally long, and he cannot replace the local living creatures, so it is very difficult. Use less.

But at this time, Xie Changli delayed for him a lot of time, and Mo Daocheng himself was quite familiar with the high-strength glass tanks in the laboratory where samples were stored, so he successfully completed a skill activation.

The laboratory anti-high pressure glass tank made of special materials and the sea water inside wrapped Chaumeng, and the long knife used as a prop automatically retracted the package after it was swapped out by the space.

Chomon was completely submerged in water, which naturally wouldn't be fatal, and the props he carried with him had already unfolded to provide him with oxygen.

To Xie Changli's surprise, he did not immediately take out his weapon to fight. On the contrary, the killing intent that was originally extremely vigorous in him had completely subsided at this moment.

Even, the whole person instinctively stuck to the glass, with both hands pressed against the glass wall, looking straight at him, with mixed emotions in his eyes, the most obvious being some kind of unspeakable grievance.

Terribly familiar, Xie Changli thought, he seemed to have traveled a thousand miles to return to the dog Gou beside his master.

Mo Daocheng didn't expect his personal skills to be so effective, so he was so curious that he carefully went over to knock on the glass: "There is no mind control in my skills."

Xie Changli bandaged the wound slowly and motioned for him to cancel the space exchange.

wow.

Chomon came out of the water, his wet hair pressed against his cheek, dripping water continuously.

He didn't intend to dry the props at all, but walked straight towards Xie Changli, and under Mo Daocheng's surprised and even terrified eyes, he lowered his head that had always been high and said, "Your Majesty."

As soon as his words fell, Xie Changli felt a buzzing in his ears, and thousands of thoughts rushed into his mind——

"Your Majesty, we have won again this time!"

"Your Majesty, where are you going..."

"His Majesty!"

In the cosmic sea of ​​stars formed by the vast and boundless parallel worlds, there was a being who opened his eyes and cast a casual glance at this place.

The pendant around his neck suddenly tightened, and the icy suffocation instantly pulled Xie Changli out from under that gaze.

The information collected in the lobby of Unlimited Service Company already pointed to his past identity, Xie Changli knew it well, but there was no emotion on his face: "I'm not him."

Chomon was at a loss for words for a moment, and he reached out in a panic to grab his injured hand: "Your personal skill King's Landing, I am loyal to you, and I can also gain benefits from you. I will never forget this smell."

Xie Changli withdrew his hand coldly: "As we all know, my personal skill is collection."

"Quack quack quack." Du Ya echoed on his shoulder a few times, Xiao Mian, this is not someone else, but our boss, the future king of monsters!

Chaumeng's face darkened, but he regained his energy soon. Before His Majesty left, he had already emphasized not to look for him. Even if he was recognized now, His Majesty would definitely not admit it.

He stopped entangled in this matter, and sold He Ping as soon as he opened his mouth: "I came here before because He Ping told me a piece of news. The reason why you were assigned this task was because the upper management of the company wanted You can release him and make this world a breeding ground for monsters."

Release what?

It seems that he assigned this killing card just to release monsters, but there are many doubts in it.

Anyone paying attention to his rising star will realize that he is not a person who plays the cards according to common sense and will not be a suitable pawn.

So, he refuses to perform the killing ceremony according to the identity card, but it is the expectation of the people behind the scenes?

Xie Changli unconsciously stroked the crow's feathers with his fingertips, but still shifted his attention to the present: "Mo Daocheng, the method you mentioned to restrain moles."

Mo Daocheng turned on the computer he was holding tightly in his arms, and compared the photos with the text comparison table: "It's mainly these slates."

After several rounds of baptism in the illusion, Xie Changli has already mastered a lot of words of the deep sea civilization: "We found a medicine to relieve the mole, maybe it is only on the verge of death, but at least it allows us to see a glimmer of hope."

Both of them looked at him at the same time, but no one asked any more questions, or in other words, Chomon acted like he was completely used to it.

Mo Daocheng simply dug up other materials: "Brother Xie, since you can understand, then translate more. If it is suitable for telling the npc, I can pass the message on."

Mo Daocheng's conjecture was correct. After this line of writing, he simply wrote some synthesis methods.

Xie Changli wrote down one by one, but Mo Daocheng showed a disappointed expression after reading it: "No, there are some raw materials here that we can't find, and their technological level is better than ours. We don't have any."

"Then we can only look for the instruments they have synthesized and stored." Xie Changli sifted through the stone slabs one by one, and finally found the right part, "There is such a medicine warehouse in the library, but the way to open the barrier is not in these stone slabs inside."

Mo Daocheng: "Then I have to find a way to get more slates."

"He Ping's place," said Qiao Meng, "geologists have the most information."

After a brief exchange, the meal time was over, and Dedmon urged Xie Changli to leave.

Xie Changli took off his protective clothing after being rinsed with disinfectant, and walked towards the sleeping area.

The news of the mole disease is still blocked, but a serious atmosphere has descended on the submarine, and all the staff on the channel are in a hurry.

Xie Changli observed the pedestrians while walking, walked along this road through the medical area, the dining area, took a look at the scientific research area from a distance, passed the activity room in front, and returned to his residence.

The door of the activity room is no longer a watertight door, but a yellow wooden door with a sense of life, with a garland hanging on it, and a small sign under the garland says someone is there.

Xie Changli heard the sound of gurgling coming from behind the door, and wondered who would still be leisurely playing with the ball at this time.

Thoughts flashed by, he still walked forward steadily.

Walking three steps forward, the dark sleeping area appeared in front of him, but Xie Changli stopped subconsciously, the intuition brought by the high inspiration was constantly calling him to turn back.

No, Xie Changli quickly recalled the introduction to the activity room. There is a piano, a treadmill, a barbell, a skipping rope, a special reading corner, a sofa, and even a large carpet in the activity room.

However, there is no such thing as football or basketball.

Almost immediately, he turned around and rushed to the door where he was resting, put his hand on the doorknob and pushed it down, and at the same time pushed hard.

It didn't open, the door was locked.

The person standing guard here noticed the change here, and walked over frowning.

"I suspect that something happened inside." Xie Changli glanced at him, immediately raised his leg without hesitation, turned his waist, and kicked hard.

boom--

The yellow wooden door was smashed open in an instant, there was a gurgling sound, and a black ball rolled towards them.

The guard subconsciously looked down, and instantly saw a bloody face—it was not a ball, but a human's severed head!

Xie Changli looked into the room. A headless corpse was kneeling in the center of the room. The blood-stained fire ax fell to the side. Blood gushed out from the cut, staining the white and soft lamb carpet red.

The deceased was holding a piece of rope, his body was already cold, only the nameplate on his chest still reflected indifferent light.

geologist.

Xie Changli closed his eyes slightly, the nursery rhyme he heard before seemed to echo in his ears again.

"I have a calf, the calf moo moo, on the ground in the corner..."