Come to the back area of ​​the cabin.

But, is this really what he wants to do?

"Damn it, I just want to leave this country!"

"Could it be that this game is not invincible, but like a computer, it requires computing power?"

Maybe a supercomputer running a real-life crisis simulator!

This time he finished recording a Discovery Channel program and was going to return to his hometown in Brazil to rest for a while.

He knew that this guy definitely had some secrets hidden in him that he had not revealed yet.

really.

[Antony Yassen was also on that plane? Oh my God, he was my favorite guest. I hope he is safe!]

But he spoke Spanish like his native language. Could it be that he was from the Mexican Intelligence Center?

He scratched his head angrily, unable to figure out exactly what Yasen's purpose was.

The army he serves is the Brazilian Jungle Expeditionary Force, which basically stays in the Amazon rainforest all year round, cooperating with French foreign mercenaries to perform various military tasks, such as ownership of gold mines, border disputes with client countries, strategic material storage, etc.

FBI agent? Or someone from the CIA?

"Oh, it's disgusting macaroni again, can't we replace these meals that taste like shit!"

The passengers had just taken off and were still in the excitement of the journey.

In terms of survival fighting in the wild jungle and police dog training, this "Old Yasen" is even better than him!

I still have a lot to learn...

He was very tired from staying up all night and staring at the stock market last night.

After being exposed to the Discovery Channel, he often traveled between the United States and Brazil to record various outdoor adventure programs.

Fortunately, he has a ghost server, so he no longer has to worry about Gao Bo's borrowed ladder and Little Bluebird account, otherwise this kid would have scolded him for being "ignorant".

In the cabin, after the flight attendants were ready, they began to push the dining car from the beginning to the end to distribute meals and drinks to the passengers.

"gentlemen?"

"Jungle Expeditionary Force, retired 5th Tactical Company of BOPE Special Police Force, consultant of the Police Dog Unit, it turns out this is my family!"

"Huha..."

When checking in, Yassen paid special attention to Riddle's room number.

The topic "AM649" is already trending on Little Blue Bird.

The blond stewardess asked proactively.

[When Terry and I learned the news, we felt very sad. We immediately contacted the TSA and FBI through all our connections, and learned that Mr. Yassen is currently fine. Thank God...]

Putting away his distracting thoughts, he calculated the time. One night passed, and the crash of flight AM649 should have just ended. He clicked on the web page and started to search for information about AM649, but found very few results.

At the entrance of the hotel, heavily armed National Guardsmen were strictly guarding security around the hotel.

The original expectation in his eyes disappeared instantly.

"Let me tell you, how could I make money so easily in reality with the money-making scheme planned by this game dog..."

It feels to Gu Ji like a graphics card or a CPU. When running a very large AAA game, in order to maximize performance and reduce power consumption, the graphics card will only render the main area of ​​the screen in real time.

What about light chasing and physical effects? As for the distant scenes of the map that are not noticed by human vision, they are not so detailed and only use a layer of textures to do it perfunctory.

He couldn't figure out where this old guy got this information.

【Thank God for saving these lost children.】

After entering your room.

Putting down his backpack, Yassen sat on the bed, raised his wrist, and waited silently for five minutes. After deducing that everyone was already lying on the bed to rest, he got up and prepared to go to Riddle to ask for details.

But just when he walked to the door.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Yasen's eyes turned cold. The plane crash made him nervous. He picked up a red wine corkscrew from the table, instinctively put it against the wall, and moved to the door step by step, "Who is it?"

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Chapter completed!