The battle outside Walian City soon ended. The "War Shiba Inu", a crushing machine that represents the highest combat power of the dog-killer in the mortal world, consists of the crushing machine composed of the Paladin Elf Musketeer and the Kitten Man Saint, Paladin and Priest, fundamentally explodes the players' last fighting spirit. These brainless fans of the evil camp who live in chaos are either shot in line or die tragically under various arcane and divine techniques. Some lucky people escaped from the encirclement, but no matter how fast the players' legs are, they are not as fast as the combat boats and tracked cars. Soon these guys are "snatched back" by the Grass Elf and Kitten Man with metal nets.

The druid, who had a good thing, took the entire battle record. The heroic figures were placed on the homepage at the cost of free viewing and were topped off. So the Waliancheng branch forum quickly became a big fuss. The players who were killed said that these indigenous people were almost becoming elfs. How could this be done with him? How could I be slapped in the face by AI like this?

Then as the alien players of AI, they said that you Earthlings are stupider than low-level data links, and they are actually confused and confident that they dare to think that they are naturally smarter than AI. Then there is no doubt that Earthlings, who are in their twenties, are beaten from all aspects by AI groups with an average age of at least 400, from reality to games. One of the AI ​​players also uploaded a group photo of his lover when he was a natural person. It was a photo of a super cute Telsoft girl, causing tons of damage to many young Earthlings and innocent onlookers who can only rely on their delusions.

Marceau said that this is really a way to die. The Ai prosthetic bodies that can enter the game are at least level three or above. They have the same emotions and cognition as humans. They are born with a kind camp. Most of these Ai prosthetic bodies have participated in various wars. With their natural reflex advantages and years of war experience, even cats dare not say that they can win in such a war. It can be said that entering the Ai prosthetic bodies has disadvantages because their mechanical prosthetic bodies have been replaced with flesh and blood. This makes many Ai players completely unable to adapt to the reality that they will not die even if their chests are broken. In the game, a crossbow arrow may cause pneumothorax and then hang up for various reasons.

After taking the contract completed by the mission, he finished the transaction. Considering that the spaceship still needs one day to prepare, Yang decided to move freely. So Roland took An Lin, Zhiqiu and the twin girls into a wild group and set up a copy. Haoju, Eleuke, Yang and Anne, the chef foursome chose to go back to the hotel to continue preparing various foods.

The dwarf uncle said he wanted to go for a walk alone, and Jing Liu said that Waliancheng happened to have a battle group of his classmates. He said he wanted to meet his friends, so the cat who had nothing to do was released in the end.

So Marceau first wanted to find the agent of the God of Revenge. However, after a circle around the city, no trace was found. Instead, he found a mark of the Dark Sector Guild. Marceau could only smile at this, because such marks were OK to deceive those fools, but as a cat coming over, how could Marceau not know that the truth in the player circle was in the entire Mogus realm, and there was no dark Sector Guild. All marks were fake, all fishing enforcement, waiting for the assassins who were throwing themselves into the darkness to fall into the trap.

While thinking about this, the cat suddenly discovered a guy wearing a cloak and dressed like the protagonist in the medieval game "Berserker Creed" walked along the mark. The cat squatted there and was stunned for a moment, and smiled and turned away from this role-playing maniac could not tell what a real game is or what a virtual game is. In this huge and real game world, an assassin wearing a white cap cloak is like a light in the dark. To put it bluntly, only a fool would dress like this when he was an assassin.

Sure enough, before walking far away, the cat heard a "ah". Then the gunshots and the barking of dogs turned around and found that this person could still run out of the ambush circle, but at this time it was not as decent as before. The cap had been lifted off, and blood appeared on his waist. The grassland elf hunter, their hounds and leopards were chasing closely behind.

Considering that you were really hard to run all the way, the cat raised his arms and secretly shot the knee of the approaching Mr. Assassin. The latter did not notice the attack from pedestrians on the side of the road, and a sleeve arrow penetrated his knee directly.

‘arrointheknee’, an achievement record appeared in front of the cat, the introduction is written in Chinese, "I used to be like you, traveling in all directions until one day, flying arrows hit the knee." Well, this is a small complaint from the medieval video game ‘The Elder Scroll 5’, which can be achieved by any player as long as he can hit a knee with a sneak attack.

"Ah! My knee!" Mr. Assassin screamed and fell to the ground. The hound and the prairie leopard immediately bit his legs from behind, and the prairie elves hunters then caught up.

When the hunters took off the equipment of the assassin, the cat had quietly walked a long distance. Such a small matter did not require the indigenous NPC to take it to heart. Doing good things without leaving a name, so that the cat's true nature can be revealed.

After wandering around for a while, he found that he had nothing to do. Marceau decided to go back to the hotel to be a tasting staff. I think the girls are happy to feed the cats in their spare time, and it will be another wonderful day.

Marceau, who sighed so much, walked towards the hotel, but before he could take two steps, Marceau suddenly found a familiar figure standing on the edge of the street and waving to him: "Maceau, what's wrong with you? You look so damn."

It was Anne, the little girl was wearing a beautiful battle mage leather robe, holding a pure platinum-edged all-metal power hammer, and her shoulder-length short hair was naturally curled. The girl's face was full of smiles... just like a year ago, three years later... before farewell is coming soon.

After looking around, Marceau found that this was not the street of Varian at all. This street was completely the street of Paroonst. One of the blacksmith shops had a guild flag hanging in front of it. It was a special blacksmith shop for the guild. The members of the guild could discount the equipment at the blacksmith shop.

"Masso, why are you still stunned? We are going to set off." Anne paused the hammer in her hand, and she let go of her hand, walking towards Masso and said loudly: "I agreed that we are going to go to Shaan to take the adventure, you won't forget."

"...How could I forget it, Anne." Marceau nodded, reached out to take the girl's hand, looked at the girl in front of her, and felt the warmth of her palm. Marceau pursed her mouth and gently hugged her: "Long time no see, Anne."

"What nonsense, Marceau." Anne touched the cat's forehead with her free hand, and then she realized that she sighed: "This is in the game, you don't have a fever."

"Yes, I don't have a fever, Annie... I really miss you..." Marceau reached out and walked through the ends of the girl's hair in front of him. The short hair made the cat miss and was a little nostalgic. The cat lowered its head and sniffed the girl's smell, but it was still the same, with a faint scent of jasmine flowers.

He pulled the distance away and brought the sting blade out of Anne's waist. Marceau looked at the girl with a distorted face in front of him and shook his head. The latter did not have the Aiya Marceau would do this at all. It twisted and eventually turned into a monster without the Five Views: "How can you... be like..." It was burning, and the sacred attributes of the World Tree ignited it. Looking at the dying monster, the cat shook his head: "You are not the warmth in my heart, you are not her who wants me to make food... you are nothing."

Then the whole world collapsed, and after the bright light disappeared, Marceau found himself standing again on the streets of the small town of Varian.

Following the street, the cat returned to the hotel, opened the door, looked at the girl who was spreading the fragrant five-spice meat on the table, looked at her long hair, clear smile, and a hint of surprise when she saw herself.

"Anne..." Marceau walked towards her with a smile.

"Hmm?" The girl tilted her head, as if she was surprised by the cat's reaction.

When he came to her, the cat lowered his forehead and gently touched her forehead: "I'm back."
Chapter completed!