Chapter 72 Players’ Plum Street

Author: Shangyao Yuchen’s Home

Chapter 72 Players’ Plum Street

“That’s great, that’s great!”

Anton, the brain robot, carefully lowered the body of the leader of the Agni Gang from the top of the car.

"Look at how fresh this is, and it's still a warm corpse." It turned around, and the robot hand began to imitate human trembling. "What a delicious experimental material! The taste is perfect!"

The cute man asked: "Anton, what do you mean...the taste?"

"Ah," the brain-controlled robot pulled over its portable test stand, "it's a vocabulary error. You know, I only have part of my brain left, and sometimes my five senses are confused, but it's not a big deal."

It stretched out two soft mechanical arms and hugged the cute man. It looked at him with four electronic eyes: "Thank you, player! Mission evaluation: perfect!"

The cute man stared at the pink brain so close to him, feeling a little unable to calm down.

[Anton, the brain robot, transfers 125 Groschen to you]

Anton turned around and hugged the smoker with two mechanical arms: "Thank you too!"

The smoker's face was expressionless.

The Brain Robot turned around again and saw Tudou Girl pulling out a gun towards him.

"Oh, this hurts my heart so much, Potato Girl," Brain Robot put down the two robotic arms ready to hug, "How can you raise a gun against a friendly NPC? We are obviously so familiar."

Tudou Girl put away her gun: "If you weren't always so rigid, I would really doubt that you were played by an employee of the production company."

"Employee? You underestimate me!" Brain Robot twisted his metal waist as thick as a trash can, "I am at least a manager, do you understand?"

Potato Girl curled her lips.

"There is another one, eh?" The brain robot did not see the nickname above the player's head, so this is an aborigine of this world. "Hello, are you here to apply for a volunteer for anatomy subjects?"

Numbers flashed in Shen Ruoxue's eyes: "Cute boy, potato girl, what on earth is this?"

"Okay, Anton," the cute man stood up, "Stop scaring people and start working."

The four electronic eyes of the brain robot all dropped, and then one of them lifted up.

The electronic eye was less than two centimeters from the cute man's nose: "Judgment: This person lacks a sense of humor. A boring, rigid, boring soul."

Its chassis turned and its head looked at the corpse of the leader of the Agni Gang: "I have two research directions, it is best to conduct them at the same time. I will let this material open up its mind and open its mind, so is anyone willing to stay and help me?"

"

The players collectively shook their heads.

…

Once upon a time, players almost cut down all the street trees on Plum Street.

Now, when they play here for a long time, those bare tree stumps look too ugly.

So, they used their talents to dig out the tree stumps and plant other trees, or simply decorate the tree stumps.

A piece of news is playing on the wall-mounted TV next to the vending machine.

[Male Host]: Here comes the issue of Plum Street that everyone is most concerned about. To be honest, gang changes in Plum Street happen from time to time, but it is unprecedented that the Flying Potato God Cult has brought about such a big change.

Not seen.

On the news footage, there is a big difference between what Plum Street looked like before and what it looks like now.

[Female Host]: Yes. Although the maintenance costs of Giant Spirit Glory Company in District 4 have increased this month, the number of vicious crimes has been greatly reduced. According to data, although the crimes caused by people from the Flying Potato God Cult have

Incidents increased exponentially, but they always stopped vicious criminal incidents. In addition, the large-scale transfer of unemployed people on Plum Street caused dissatisfaction in other areas.

[Male host]: Please look at the scene.

On the news, a large group of homeless people with bruised noses and swollen faces left Plum Street, wiping away tears and carrying large and small bags.

A homeless man was interviewed.

He was dirty, with runny nose and tears: "You people in the company don't understand! They are demons! They always find someone to beat me, and they even queue up! After one beats me, the other one will pick it up immediately. I even have a trash can

I don’t even have time to read, I haven’t even eaten, and there are people everywhere who want to beat me!”

Voice-over: "Why are they beating you?"

The homeless man cried: "How do I know! Those people from the Flying Potato God Cult are all cyber psychopaths! There will always be a group of people who say they want to be street gangsters, and after saying that, they will find someone to fight. Ah! I am so miserable.

!”

He wiped away his tears again.

[Male host]: After interviews, we found that a considerable number of people from the Flying Potato God Cult dream of becoming street gangsters. They say this is a profession. I’m sorry, I don’t understand when gangsters became a profession.

But they are obviously proud of it.

[Female Host]: The entertainment videos produced by the Flying Potato God Cult have been widely welcomed in the entire area of ​​Giant Spirit City. Due to several incidents of company employees playing videos during working hours and delaying work, Giant Spirit Glory Company

Recently, a new rule was issued: company employees are prohibited from watching videos during working hours; at the same time, a note was added: entertainment videos are not allowed to be played inside the Juling Building, and violators will be fined.

[Male host]: We also invited a member of the Flying Potato Cult. He has appeared many times in entertainment videos.

The picture on the news shows a barren desert, which is obviously a wasteland.

Brother Zhu Jun wore a pair of sunglasses, a colorful short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, a pair of beach pants that exposed his knees on his lower body, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet.

Beside him, three deformed deformed bodies with blood-red eyes were looking particularly ferocious.

"Interview with me? Okay," Brother Zhu Jun said with a smile, "What do you want to ask?"

Reporter: "Does the entertainment video spread by your Flying Potato Cult have any special significance?"

Brother Zhu Jun first lowered his head, then raised his head, full of confidence: "I think it's love!"

"Love?" The reporter was confused.

"Love!" Brother Zhu Jun began to talk nonsense seriously, "Love is a question that every human being should think about. In the video of our Flying Potato God Cult, there is love between people, love between someone and the wasteland, and love between someone and the wasteland.

The love of aberrations is also the love between aberrations."

He used a knife to cut out a thin slice of deformed meat and placed it on the hot pot.

The meat slices sizzled in a short period of time, and the edges rose, giving off a tangy meaty aroma.

"Look," Brother Zhu Jun picked up the piece of meat with a fork, blew on it, dipped it in the poisonous sauce made of ground poisonous scorpions, and put it in his mouth, "the love between me and this deformed creature

, beyond the sight of this world, beyond worldly ethics, so beautifully and sincerely integrated."

He swallowed the piece of meat and continued: "This is our most sincere contact. I stretched out my tongue and collided with the fattest meat on it, letting the piece of meat rotate on the tip of my tongue. There was no barrier between us.

Covering up and being honest with each other, isn’t this a kind of supreme love?”

The reporter wanted to ask anything else, but couldn't come up with a single word.

Although I don’t quite understand it, it sounds awesome.

[Female Host]: Romeo, what do you think this religious man wants to express?

[Male host]: Juliet, I used to think that he just wanted to express a desire for food; but now I feel that I am superficial. Although his actions are simple, there is a different kind of wisdom in his words. I

I think this is what he said is a kind of love!
Chapter completed!