Wulin Fenghua Record of Online Games

"Can we go down?" Zhao Cai asked on the communication channel.

"Don't worry." Tang Tayuan paused, "Take a break first, and continue throwing tomorrow."

"What?"

"The turret has been attacking the garbage for so long, and the residents inside have not responded, which is very suspicious." Tang Tayuan calmly analyzed, "Either it is luring the enemy to go deep, or... there is no one inside."

Mo Zhishu's devilish voice roared out from the communicator: "What the hell are we going to do!!!"

Tang Heyuan couldn't cover his ears in time, and was so shocked that he bumped into Wuxin who was lying on the side.

Zhaocai took the lead and went back: "Didn't Uncle Yuan say it all, continue to throw it tomorrow."

Ye Cheng explained seriously: "The continuous energy supply of underground fortresses is usually generated by underground rivers, and turrets are no exception. According to the conversion efficiency of modern mechanical energy, the kind of attack we encounter requires at least one power generation device for 6 hours to accumulate energy of."

Qing Luo asked seriously: "So why continue tomorrow?"

Tang Tayuan replied concisely: "If there are people inside, it will not attack garbage like crazy tomorrow. If there is no one inside, it will continue to attack garbage automatically after it is recharged tomorrow. Of course, this is just speculation."

"I see." Qing Luo was satisfied.

Zhaocai raises a new question: "So what do we do now?"

Tang Tayuan rolled his eyes: "Eat, sleep."

Zhao Cai objected: "It's too early, I can't sleep!"

Tang Tayuan revised the plan: "Eat, chat, and sleep."

Fu Jiudeng's voice was full of anticipation: "When I was looking for something just now, I hit a bison by chance, and it happened to be roasted and eaten."

Ye Cheng's serious interrogation came from the communicator: "When we were all busy with business, you actually ran to beat the bison?"

Fu Jiudeng laughed aloud: "You are all on the pawn line, of course I will go to the jungle..."

Tang Tayuan sang casually and mocked: "0 kills and 0 assists, are you also moved?"

Zhaocai also sang along: "You play wild, I'll control the pawn line, don't panic and hand in flash~"

As long as someone plays tricks, someone will never understand.The one who can't understand today is Mo Zhishu: "What are you singing?!!"

Ye Cheng explained seriously: "These are songs from an ancient multiplayer online competitive game."

Mo Zhishu was even more confused: "Huh?!"

Tang Tayuan gave up the treatment, covered his ears and said to Ye Cheng, "Don't explain, the times have changed."

Fu Jiudeng couldn't wait any longer: "Talk slowly, I'm going to barbecue."

Ye Cheng: "I'll go too."

There was a response from the communicator, and everyone left the mecha to go to barbecue.

Tang Tayuan glanced at Wu Xin who was still awake.

In the game plot, the awakening of special abilities is usually not three days or seven days, and it is only two days now, which is still early.

Tang Tayuan adjusted the driver's seat of the mecha to the recliner position, picked up Wu Xin, and placed it lightly on it.

"Today's barbecue, I'm afraid you will miss it." Tang Tayuan smiled, pressed a light kiss on Wuxin's forehead, and left the mecha.

Zhaocai and Qingluo were processing beef, Fu Jiudeng was lighting a fire, Ye Cheng was preparing racks for barbecue, and Mo Zhishu was sent back to the base to get seasoning.

Tang Tayuan couldn't find anything to do for a while, so he simply sat down by the firewood and became a boss who did nothing.

Should it be said that human beings are really adaptable, or are the people around me very optimistic?Even if they are on the front line of the battle and have just experienced a series of drastic changes such as the betrayal of their companions, the defection of the enemy, the survival of the missing, and the death of the dead, they can still talk and laugh happily.

While setting up the barbecue grill, Ye Cheng looked at Tang Tayuan who was sitting blankly: "Uncle Yuan, what are you thinking?"

Tang Tayuan smiled wryly: "I was thinking, are you guys too calm, or do you not need to think about things like life and death?"

Ye Cheng rarely smiled relaxedly: "It's not like this when you're not around."

"Ok?"

"Should I say you have magical powers or what? It feels like as long as you are here, all problems can be solved."

Tang Tayuan took a serious look at himself: "I'm just a mortal, not omnipotent."

"But you have a powerful aura of turning hands over and over again, which always gives people a feeling of omnipotence. Coupled with your usual good temper, we will naturally regard you as the center of the world. "

"That's right, that's right." Fu Jiudeng, who was using electromagnetic induction to ignite the firewood, raised his hands in agreement, "I can't even imagine how you will be defeated when I am against you."

Zhaocai next to him took the opportunity to shout: "After the end of the world, you are the one who made me determined to live!"

Qing Luo also interjected: "I also feel that as long as Uncle Yuan is around, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Hey, don't be so nasty." Tang Tayuan felt a little uncomfortable being praised, "If you are so crazy, set a flag for me, I'm afraid I will capsize in the gutter tomorrow."

Fu Jiudeng finally lit the fire and managed to light the firewood: "Even if you capsize, you still have a life jacket; if you forget to wear a life jacket, you can swim; if you forget how to swim, there are hired lifeguards to save you."

"I really can't swim without a life jacket." Tang Tayuan still remembered the last time he fell into the water.

Zhaocai ignored Tang Tayuan's attempt to change the subject, and then continued Fu Jiudeng's words: "Even if there are no lifeguards to save you, there are still branches by the river arranged by heaven to hang you."

Fu Jiudeng was very satisfied with Zhao Caizhi's answer, and continued: "Even if the branches fail to catch you, you will be carried to the shallows by the river by the current."

Zhaocai continued: "Even if you are too far away from the river bank and the current cannot save you, there will still be a mermaid at the bottom of the water who will ask you to come ashore, and then turn into a human to fall in love with you."

"No, the mermaid who came to save me will only drown with me." Tang Tayuan's face darkened.

Fu Jiudeng hadn't heard about the incident at that time, and he didn't understand that the mermaid he was referring to was Wuxin: "What the hell is a mermaid drowning? Uncle Yuan, the more you talk, the more outrageous it is."

Tang Ta looked at Fu Jiudeng from a distance, and sighed: "This is how Uncle's life is, and it's even more outrageous than your wildest imagination."

"The most outrageous imagination..." Fu Jiudeng suddenly smiled badly, "Let's take turns telling ghost stories and see if something even more outrageous than ghost stories happens."

"Okay." The atheist Tang Tayuan was not afraid.

Ye Cheng and Qing Luo also agreed.

Only Zhaocai tremblingly looked at this group of adults who were not afraid of ghosts and gods.

Ye Cheng looked around at everyone present and asked, "Who will start?"

Fu Jiudeng and Ye Cheng put the cut beef on the rack together: "Of course, those who are not doing anything will talk first."

Tang Tayuan scratched his head: "Okay. I haven't heard any ghost stories, so let's make one up."

Looking at Tang Tayuan's kind face, Zhaocai relaxed his nervousness by three points.

Tang Tayuan stroked his chin and thought for a while before he started speaking: "Once upon a time, a group of people went camping on the mountain. When it was dinner time, everyone lit a fire by the river and prepared barbecue."

Zhaocai listened to Tang Tayuan's story, and then looked at the meat being roasted, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"At this moment, everyone suddenly remembered that the seasoning was still in the camp, so they called a young man with a loud voice to go back to get the seasoning."

Zhao Cai began to coax: "Yuan... Uncle Yuan! Change, can we change the story!"

Tang He glanced at Mo Zhishu, who was approaching behind Zhaocai, and continued: "It was getting dark, and the guy who fetched the seasoning hadn't come back yet. So, one of them decided to check the situation. The man was about to get up, but I feel a pair of cold hands resting on my shoulders..."

Mo Zhishu cooperatively put his hand on Zhao Cai's shoulder.

Zhaocai looked horrified, and turned his head instinctively.

I only heard Mo Zhishu speak quietly, grinning his bright red mouth, and said four words: "No! Yes! Salt! Already!!!"

Zhaocai was taken aback for a moment, and then he was relieved after confirming that it was the living Mo Zhishu himself.

However, the other four people all turned pale...

What?Out of salt?So today's barbecue can only be eaten with white flavor? !

Fu Jiudeng looked at Mo Zhishu with despair, "This is really the scariest story tonight."

Mo Zhishu let out a devilish laugh: "Hahahahahaha!! I lied to you!! Here, the salt is here!"

The faces of the four returned to normal.

Zhaocai smiled unkindly: "Good story, good story, who should tell it next?"

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