Chapter 238: I hope to moisten things silently (Part 1) [More at night]
What happens if a person breaks through the bottom line in an FPS, that is, a shooting game, and turns on cheats?
First of all, it is the joy of cheating.
Secondly, there is an urgent desire to experience happiness again.
Finally - without the end, the fun of cheating is unimaginable, and temporary happiness will only turn into lifelong happiness. This is one of the reasons why cheating players rarely change their evil ways. A way of cheating to understand others
It may take several years of training, but of course, it may also be a week or two (this is also one of the reasons for the anger and cheating of cheat players, that is, ugly pride).
So now, what Gwen enjoys is such an ultimate cheating experience.
Xiaotou.
Fully automatic pressure gun.
Magic bullets occasionally used.
Finally, add the Dragon Flame companion who is also cheating.
I have to say that being lucky enough to meet these two cheating hunting brothers in the Black Iron Section is truly a blessing that these gangsters have spent eight lifetimes cultivating.
The whole process is stress-free and fun.
I am afraid that these gangsters will not know the true strength of these two ruthless gunmen hiding in the darkness until their death. If they were allowed to drop their guns, they might kill faster.
…
"Suka, Anduka!" (a curse word unique to Utopian language)
Joe Melkoff pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun ignited a flame. Sparks burned from the ground to the walls. The fire swayed in the darkness, flashing like the gas lamps that Joe Melkoff played with when he was a child.
Pressing it back and forth, the excitement I felt when I saw the light when I was a child is now the fear of seeing the flash of light.
Screams came.
I don’t know if the bullets that were flying randomly hit the attacker, but they must have hit many of my companions.
Joe Melkoff thought no more.
A precise standard bullet hit his neck.
His whole body was hit by the impact force against the wall, he slid down, tilted his head, and went to see Suka.
…
The bustle and noise lasted for twenty seconds.
As the last bullet hit the last living gangster, the only sound left was a short sound of hitting the wall and sliding down.
The special source layer in Gwen's retina gave him the function of night vision. Through this function, he saw the lifeless corpse sitting under the wall with its neck crooked. This man impressed him deeply. If anything,
If the record of a group of people on the opposite side is all 0-1-0, then this brother's record is -2-1-0, so he shot two teammates to death.
"Cut off the part just now."
Long Yan's voice came from behind.
"The mind flayer just used the ability to deflect his source of power. A careful person might be able to spot it."
Cat Lantern patted...its belly, with an expression like "Leave it to the cat!", then started to use its tail to control the camera for editing, and at the same time turned off the camera.
Gwen dragged Long Yan behind the bar here. He said: "Where did these things come from? Didn't you say that these things would not appear under your rule?"
There are broken wine bottles on the bar, and some are still well-preserved, but without exception, they are all moonshine water of the brand "Fog Wine", with a lot of fog sugar added into it, which is addictive.
It is extremely strong and stimulating. Girls drank it, and boys drank it. It is a banned addictive drug (commonly used to treat impotence). Adding fog sugar to spirits is what the lower and even middle-class residents of Utopia like.
Cheap enjoyment.
Of course, it's cheap, but if you drink one bottle a day, it will cost a lot of money, and it's a bit addictive.
Probably twenty times as much as Coke.
Faced with such a magical object, Long Yan would naturally not let anyone go. Anyone who sells fog candy will be caught and become an 'artificial processor'.
In Utopia, criminals most likely do not have human rights or corpse rights. They are very particular about making the best use of everything. The artificial processor refers to the device Long Yan uses to process these 'contraband'. The specific method of use is to stuff all the sugar candies into it.
Put it in your mouth and let it experience unparalleled pleasure; if it is a mist wine seller, pour it all in. In a word, Long Yan's method of dealing with such items has always been abhorrent.
But this also brings a problem.
"Because the management is strict, the profits are high; because the profits are high, they are smuggled in. Not only these gangs, but the March Order is the main smuggler. My battle with the Order has continued until now. All the members I captured
Members of the regiment will be executed on the spot, but..."
Long Yan used the butt of his gun to smash the still intact bottle of Mist Wine:
"...But they are too powerful, so only I can do this kind of execution, and the whole city is quite vocal about it."
"...the head of the commuting department of Laoxianren said privately, 'Long Yan cares too much about these things. Isn't it just a little medicine and wine?'"
"...Even my guards felt that I was overreacting."
"After much thought, I still think I didn't do a good enough job."
Gwen glanced at the smashed bottle and shook her head: "No, that's enough."
"not enough."
Long Yan said: "I want to build a drug-free train. This is the first step. Let's start with the most harmful ones."
"Where's the weird story?"
He said: "Let's start with the ones with the highest death coefficients. Yutu and Mind Flayer have been doing very well recently and have begun to develop some non-lethal abilities. As for Mist Kill, they seem to have entered a period of rest recently.
.”
Gwen glanced at him calmly.
The summoning ritual, expulsion ritual and awakening ritual of the murderous maniac in the fog were all once used by a red-haired girl. Although at present, the chance of that girl being dragon flame is very low, but there is still a chance. And Middleria
Question, this red-haired Xiong Luo may also be the girl. Even if there is no direct connection, the ritual of the murderer in the fog is definitely related to Long Yan.
This connection can be seen.
You can also feel it.
But the helpless thing is that there is no evidence. Natalie said, 'If there is no evidence for ordinary people to commit suicide, we can use some physical memory recovery techniques.' But to use it on Dragon Flame? How much ability does that have? It probably requires an immortal.
There is only a slight possibility that I can do it in person, right?
"You mean, Cat Rain Slaughter? There are people on my side who are dedicated to controlling the phenomenon of Rain Slaughter. The Rainy Night Slaughter is the most casual among the three ghost stories, and it is easy to form an attraction to cats, thus
Self-improvement becomes a cat, but the other two weird stories don’t work.”
"The Murderer in the Fog belongs to a ghost story society with a superstructure and a stable social structure. In the ghost story world, it is a classic symbol that has a loud ring and provokes a group of people."
Gwen pointed at herself: "As for the mind flayers, what we focus on is a decentralized weird structure organization where everyone is the talker. There are no meetings, no exchanges, and no meetings with each other. At most, we can divide the territory.
, it will only be monitored or attacked if there is a cross-line situation.”
During the time when she pretended to be Xiao Longyan, known as Gotham City, and worked as a vigilante at night, what Gwen was most accustomed to was not the crazy customs of the Utopians.
It was the gloomy mind flayer wearing a black windbreaker standing on a street lamp or a high wall.
Later, when I got to know Gezi An Lina, I realized that my law enforcement behavior was considered "serious transnational law enforcement."
Fortunately, the former An Lina was also a well-known street gangster, and was a chosen mind flayer. She was the only old mind flayer with the right heart character flag (it sounds like there is something wrong with the right heart character flag).
Long Yan, who is known as Utopia's Little Wayne, has studied the mind flayers, and there is a research report left by an old man on Long Yan's side, so he is quite familiar with the mind flayer tribe.
"We are mainly paying attention to Yutu now, especially after the appearance of Cat Yutu."
Long Yan quickly changed his ammunition, picked up the gun, pointed it at the bar and fired.
The source power covered the bullet and formed a burning substance, igniting all the drinks.
This technique looked very familiar to Gwen.
"Isn't this the skill of a Yuanli sniper?"
"yes."
"I heard that only Yuanli snipers can learn it."
"no."
"Is it difficult?"
"It's hard."
"Then how did you do that?"
"Saw it twice."
Long Yan can be said to be slightly talented in terms of source power:
"Cultivation of source power must leave enough traces on the spirit and strength, that is, skills. But all skills always have the possibility of imitation. For example, if a person likes to skip steps when moving forward, then his whole body must be full of love.
When you see the details of the jumping action, you can naturally deduce their every move and imitate it in depth. It may be a bit unfamiliar the first time, but you will be quite proficient the second time."
Gwen thought for a while.
Niang Xipi, isn’t this my little talent in martial arts?
I never expected that I was a young apprentice in the martial arts, and Long Yan was also a young apprentice in the path of source of power. What a coincidence.
Seeing how fierce the fire was, Long Yan turned his head:
"Next area."
"So today is not only about shooting commercials, but also about cleaning sewers?"
"That's right, I've heard that you hate evil as much as you hate evil. Isn't this just what you want?"
Gwen unloaded the magazine, looked at the poster [Orthodox Mind Flayer Book Research Club Recruitment] next to it that was illuminated by the fire, and replaced it with a new magazine: "I am not a hateful person, I am just a person.
, a very selective person.”
"choose?"
"Well, I must have a mental problem."
There is no problem that human cat lanterns will not appear in their spiritual world. Although cat lanterns look cute and furry, they are actually creatures that love chaos and madness. Many cat lanterns are the emissaries and emissaries of some witch lords.
Agents, looking for madmen for them. The witch doesn't know what to use the madman for, but according to Utopia's records over the years, it's probably a good thing.
"Killing a life feels like some kind of power pouring into my body. I am bloodthirsty, that's for sure. And I have no shame or respect for the person I kill, and I have no impulse. It's like
, some kind of entertainment necessity in life, you see, some people like to play cards, fish, or watch TV series, or make a pot of tea by themselves."
"For me, taking away the life of a similar species or creature is an entertainment item that I cannot escape from."
He followed Long Yan.
"Then why don't I choose a method that satisfies my moral high ground, allows me to kill openly, and creates fear in my target selection method?"
Long Yan walked out of the pipe.
He said to Gwen: "That sounds a little bit nasty."
Gwen smiled at him: "It's great for me to live in a chaotic place."
Gwen couldn't imagine living in a world without bad people and scum.
I dare not even think about it.
But Long Yan has a slight possibility of this.
Two people and one cat remained silent.
On the way, we passed an underground corridor painted with fluorescent spray. A line of newly added fluorescent spray words covered a large number of advertisements such as spending money to buy a love and the top brother giving away the opportunity to travel with the anchor:
"What I long for is the silent change that moistens things, what I long for is the change that takes away the burden of the soul, what I long for is the rise of a butterfly out of a cocoon. Join us, brothers and sisters, the Mind Flayer Orthodox Book Research Society is looking forward to more
With high-level people joining, this train wants a ghost story worthy of her."
Long Yan couldn't help but say:
"Don't you think it's a little too much?"
"do not think so."
Gwen spread her hands: "Shouldn't this train have a mind flayer like me? I gave them a good opportunity, a chance to serve me."
"Of course, the final result will definitely not be beautiful."
"but……"
"Isn't the purpose of pursuing the mind flayer to achieve the ultimate aesthetics of the mind flayer? I am helping them realize their dreams. I can be said to be their life mentor, right?"
The ultimate aesthetic of mind flayer believers is to become a 'mindless person'. If Gwen helps them see it, it will indeed be a dream come true.
But just like what all sects fear most, they blow on their own gods and live!
This is the scariest thing.
For some religious groups.
Except for March and the Sea of Illusion, because they worship the "conceptual god" manifested by phenomena and wonders, there is no danger of coming back to life.
Even the blessings of so many people cannot make these things come alive.
Long Yan had nothing to say: "That's really..."
"Right?"
During the conversation, we arrived at the next gang gathering point.
"There are only about fifteen people, but they are well-equipped. The leader is Sandro Kashipenyav of the Cliff. He can be said to be a local celebrity. It is said that he even studied for an enlightenment degree (equivalent to primary school). He is the captain of the Cliff.
A well-known cultural figure in China.”
"……ah?"
"Culture man."
"...Why do I feel that the Cliff's problem is bigger?"
Long Yan's tone was a bit joking: "You know the overall crime index of Utopia, right?"
"3.0, what's wrong?"
When the crime index reaches 3, it means that there is only the most basic order, which is probably the level where people walking on the main road during the day will not be shot for no reason.
"What do you think about the Cliff?"
“…5.0?”
"No, 12.0."
"..."
Gwen's eyes widened, "Are there any ordinary people on board the Cliff?"
"No, that's a prison pretending to be a train city."
"so?"
"So if you really can't do it for a while, just use the lightsaber, and I'll ask the cat light to turn off the video..."
"Meow! Cat has a professional attitude!"
"You ate canned food and didn't do anything?"
"Meow, meow..." Cat Lantern's eyes widened, and after a second, "...add a little more canned food, and the cat will pretend not to see it."
