In reality, it is unknown in an empty parking lot in a province or city.
Chen Chong slowly opened his eyes, looked at the familiar roof of the car in front of him, and sighed mixedly.
survived again.
Not only that, but the trial reward also got a second A-level talent.
[Talent Obtained: Defend Under the City (A), Warrior Class Talent, when using shield skills, all defense effects are increased by 25%]
In addition to the two initial talent slots, players with 1600 points have two additional talent slots, which can be replaced.
Chen Chong silently replaced his last C-level talent with the latest A-level talent.
As a result, his talent configuration suddenly changed from the mid-to-lower level of 1A2B1C to the mid-to-upper level of 2A2B.
In the current segmented distribution, it can be regarded as very good to get this talent configuration in the early 1600s, at least it can ensure that he has more confidence and a higher survival rate in the next few trials.
Cheng Shi... Do you really like to pretend..."
He shook his head and laughed, casually took out a bottle of beer from the co-pilot's stacked wine box, and poured it down his throat.
The wine overflowed down the river, wet his clothes, but he didn't care, and after four bottles in a row, he burped and tilted his head and fell on the back of the seat.
"Heh, the world of dog days is better than dreaming."
Chen Chong smiled bitterly twice and threw the wine bottle out of the car window.
After the wine bottle was thrown out, it did not break into close contact with the ground, but made a crunching sound.
I looked at the sound, but saw that the huge parking lot was already full of mountains of wine bottles.
Compared with the name of parking lot, the garbage dump may be more vivid.
A garbage dump for recycling wine bottles.
Chen Chong was never a person who needed to drink two bottles of wine to help him sleep.
He drank two boxes.
What I am asking for is not sleep aids, but ... Paralysis.
"It's over, this fucking world."
...
Reality, in an apartment in an unknown province or city.
Cao San-san looked at the pocket watch in his hand in a daze, and had not yet come to his senses.
The trial ended 1 hour early, which was something that had never happened before, and he couldn't know what this change meant.
But there was one thing he knew, that is, the moment he left the trial, he saw Cheng Shi's smile.
"What is he laughing at? Why wasn't he afraid? Could it be that he had long known that the trial would end early? "
Cao's three-year-old expression became even more suspicious.
He has always believed that time does not lie, after all, he has opened the battlefield of time in the trial.
But the question is, even if time doesn't lie, won't people?
If there is one person who can deceive everyone and manipulate time...
Then he could only give everyone their Coke...
Cheng Shi!
"Huh!?"
Cao San's eyes suddenly widened, he quickly ran to the desk, used a tool to disassemble the dial of the pocket watch, and took a magnifying glass and began to look carefully.
Sure enough, after a while, I found a trace of mutilated fingerprints on the back of the watch hand.
There are three traces of this fingerprint, and when connected, it happens to be a subtle expression:
:）
"..."
Time really doesn't deceive.
But some people cheated time.
Cao Sanshi figured it out instantly, and he suddenly laughed relievedly while holding his pocket watch.
The trial is not advanced, but the time in hand.
Cheng Shi... Terrible. "
...
Reality, in a basement in an unknown province or city.
Nangong sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the empty half of the beef patty in his hand, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Survived again... That's nice. "
Her score was as low as ever, and even with the score of this trial, the ladder was just over 1400.
This score is not easy today, when the difficulty of the trial becomes more and more difficult as time goes by.
But she was not dissatisfied, and it was not easy to survive under the gaze of [Decay].
"You could have lived a little easier, and hastening the decay of others is also a dedication to Him."
The hoarse voice echoed in the dark and damp basement, and looking around, there was no second person in sight except Nangong.
This turned out to be a voice from nothingness.
But Nangong seemed to have long been accustomed to its existence, she took out the dagger, shook her head firmly and said:
"I can't harm anyone."
"Stupidity, embracing decay is the creation of all living beings."
"I can't harm anyone."
"... Foolishness, forget it, let's start today's sacrifice. "
Nangong was slightly stunned and said, "Didn't you sacrifice just now?" "
"The sacrifices in the trials were all offered to Him, and now it is mine."
Nangong's face changed slightly, she gritted her teeth, took off her pants, and took a dagger and cut a deep cut in her thigh.
This opening is a certain stroke in the word "positive", and such a "positive" word almost covers her legs.
Blood gushed out of the crimson wound instantly, and the blood quickly converged towards the dagger, and Nangong's face became paler and paler.
When her body temperature began to drop, the dagger stopped sucking and snorted with satisfaction.
"Okay?"
"Well, you can treat yourself."
Nangong Qiang gave himself a treatment technique, and then turned out a small notebook from under a rotten wooden bed and solemnly wrote down a name.
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Cheng Shi.
"You still want to repay him? It's ridiculous, the gods won't let you meet again. "
"Then write it down, what if!"
Nangong turned the pages, and the tattered notebook was full of dense names, each of which was someone who had helped her.
"I also helped you, why don't you write down my name."
"Your remuneration... I've already given ..."
...
Reality, in a park in an unknown province or city.
Song Yawen looked at his trial score and was stunned.
[Ladder of Audience +3]
"Take less?? 3 points??? The ladder of audience can also add 3 points??? "
He looked at it over and over again in disbelief, and then jumped up in place with a strange scream.
"Damn! I added 3 points! Brothers! I added 3 points to the ladder of my audience! "
Other players in the park heard the sound and cast their eyes of "this person is crazy", but this did not affect Song Yawen's enthusiasm in the slightest, he ran wildly around his living area over and over again, shouting as he ran:
"Just ask you if you're awesome, I'll add 3 points! Just ask you if you have seen anything that adds 3 points! "
Finally, someone was annoyed by him and scolded:
"Song Yawen, you are sick, the ladder of audience will add up to 2 points, and you will add 3 points if you dream!"
Song Yawen didn't stop and continued to roar:
"I know a fart, I can still read the reward panel wrong, there is a big guy who takes me to fly, and I directly meet the true god, I am not on the same level as you now, understand?"
"Is there really a big guy? What's it called? What professional beliefs? "
"Nonsense, let me tell you... Let me tell you a fart, can you know the name of the boss? "
After saying that, no matter what the people around him thought of him, he still screamed to himself, until he vented his excitement and the joy of the rest of his life after the disaster, and then stopped and sat back in his tent.
And then...
Continue typing in the various channels:
"I added 3 points to the ladder of my audience, brothers, do you see if I hang it?"
"Hehe, don't look at it."
...
In reality, in a single-family villa in an unknown province or city.
A snow-white figure was vaguely outlined in the broken changing mirror.
If you focus your eyes, you can vaguely see a hand covered with a bow calloon, hesitantly reaching out to the slender legs.
"Cheng Shi ..."
Whispering singing, [birth] blooms.
Once again, He gazed at the place, dispersed the frost from the believer's face, and gave her new blessings.
...