"But...Isn't President Bai's memory swallowed up?" Wang Shun had an epiphany, and then hesitated to ask, "Can he remember these plans he made before?"
"Bai Liu really doesn't remember." Liu Jiayi lay on the back of the chair, holding her face in her hands and looking up at the big screen, with a mischievous smile on her face, "But as soon as this guy entered the copy, he used the old method to arrange the follow-up plan. Make the bottom so that you can check it by yourself if you lose your memory later."
Wang Shun thought about it for a while. After entering the copy, he didn't see any small notes written by Bai Liu before his amnesia, or any marks left on the roadside. There was no such thing as a video recording at all. What can leave the planned anomaly or record the action.
He really couldn't figure out how Bai Liu made a plan for himself later, so he humbly asked: "What old method does the president use and how to keep the plan?"
"Bai Liu used the old method of passing between him and me in the orphanage." Mu Ke laughed, "book folding mark."
Wang Shun was startled: "Book folding mark?"
"Yes, don't you think that in terms of Bai Liu's memory, in such a short period of time, he has remembered too much from this "Manuscript of Maoshan Witchcraft"?" Liu Jiayi held her face and turned her head to look at Wang. Shun.
Wang Shun was stunned. He actually felt that there was a bit of contradiction here, but when Bai Liu said this thing, his speech and behavior were too natural, as if Bai Liu was born with these things, so Wang Shun naturally skipped this doubt.
But Liu Jiayi didn't skip it. She carefully analyzed: "If the person in the game is Mu Ke, he can indeed read the book in such a short period of time, and then extract effective memory information from it."
"But with Bai Liu's memory, he can't do it."
Liu Jiayi raised a finger: "So there is only one possibility, that is, before the amnesia, Bai Liu quickly browsed the book, filtered the information in the book, and marked some of the pages that he thought was important, and the amnesia Later, Bai Liu only read the number of pages that were screened, so he remembered it so quickly."
Wang Shun began to feel dizzy. He played less games and couldn't keep up with Liu Jiayi's thinking in game tactics design. Now both eyes are starting to circle: "It's just a folding page that can make Bai Liu understand the amnesia after the amnesia. What is the former self going to do?"
"What kind of Maoshan sorcery..." Wang Shun was very confused. "It's impossible to write Kong Xuyang's weaknesses and Bai Liu's specific plans in this book, right?"
Nishen smiled: "You don't need to be so clear, and you don't need to understand that step."
"Because Bai Liu is giving instructions, not discussing with the self behind, Bai Liu only needs the latter to do things according to what he has marked in the book."
"Give the order?" Wang Shun understood when he heard this, and smiled bitterly, "Is it the same as we usually communicate with President Bai? Many times you don't need to understand why, just take the terms laid down by President Bai and execute it. Just the task?"
Nodding rebelliously, he sighed: "Almost."
"Although Bai Liu's arrangements are indeed correct most of the time, I personally feel a little dictatorial." Reluctantly, he stretched out his hands and smiled, as if he patted Wang Shun on the back with sympathy, and said with relief, "However, Bai Liu is not targeting anyone, you see, he does the same to himself, you don't have to think too much, just follow him..."
Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi slowly moved their gazes in the narrative that Nishen was talking about, and even Tang Erda, who had been silent, looked at Nishen a few more times.
"This killer sequence tactician, are you against the tactician of our team..." Liu Jiayi raised an eyebrow.
Mu Ke frowned: "Is his style too familiar?"
Tang Er raised his eyebrows, and looked at Nishen with a cold eye.
Rebellious: "..."
Nishen calmly clenched his fist and coughed: "Is there? I have a general understanding of the tactician who may become a strong enemy in the future. The people in our team know Bailiu very well. Are you right?"
Sitting next to him, the spades were expressionless and nodded seriously in response: "I know best."
Bai Jiamu and Bai Yi, who were unable to intervene from the beginning to the end, said: "..."
Have it
… Didn’t we only meet Bai Liu for the first time last month? Or did you two secretly learn about Bai Liu with us behind
Although the atmosphere of the Wandering Circus is very harmonious, the atmosphere of the entire viewing pool is not at all harmonious.
Fanatic Lambs are almost messed up, many members are running around in panic and panic-they used to smash all the reserve points into the control list. Now that this situation is out, the audience is not stupid, and they can run all the way. Ran.
Their gambling pool growth rate is directly cleared to zero!
The audience kept whispering:
"Wow, it's so risky. Fortunately, I didn't get into the lamb, or I would have lost my ass now."
"... I feel like the circus is going to win, do you join now?"
"I'm also a bit eager, but wait and see again..."
"Let's wait and see, the more people who enter the back, the lower the exchange rate calculated comprehensively, so you have to enter as soon as possible!"
"But, even though Kong Xuyang's skill is temporarily invalid, he can still use it again? I still think Bailiu is not good, let's take a look..."
Wang Shun stared at the system panel and curled his eyebrows: "Obviously it is such a big advantage, but the growth rate of our gambling pool has not increased significantly, but the rate of increase has risen slightly, and it has cooled down again."
"Because this Kong Xuyang's skills can still be used again, and he is a veteran player who has played three major tournaments seriously, so many viewers are still waiting and watching." Liu Jiayi said calmly, "Normal, wait."
Although she said it was normal, Liu Jiayi's face was not loose at all, her lips pressed tightly and looked at the big screen.
"Kong Xuyang can no longer use skills against Bai Liu." Nishen looked up at Bai Liu who was waving his whip on the big screen for a while, and said softly.
Liu Jiayi turned to look at Nishen: "Why?"
Nishen seemed to remember something, and smiled lightly. The smile was covered with something that Liu Jiayi couldn't understand. It was misty like smoke: "Because Kong Xuyang saw Bai Liu's memory."
"When you feel that the opponent is an omnipotent, mad, and god-like villain, you will fear the opponent from the bottom of your heart and feel that the opponent is too strong to defeat, so seize every opportunity you can seize to kill. The other side, prevent the other side from turning over."
"Because the opponent seems to be the target of the fusion of the two terms [strong] and [bad]. It is just a gun target that will keep killing people. You will keep your nerves tight and your most advanced combat power until you strike. Until you kill the opponent."
"Thinking that the opponent is strong will stimulate one's combat effectiveness and aggressiveness."
"And once you know that this guy had a miserable childhood, stepped on ice in winter, drowned in summer, didn't like studying in high school, would doze off in math class, and it would be a life to grow up well. When I was in my 20s, I was reluctant to buy a cake for myself on my birthday. In the end, he bought two catties of oranges to fill up the stingy boy, who is struggling to live longer than too many ordinary people in this world..."
After a moment of rebellious silence, he lowered his eyes: "At this time, you won't be able to feel that he is strong anymore."
"I feel that a person's strength is based on fear, jealousy, fear, and other long-distance gaze emotions. Kong Xuyang feels that a person is better than him because he feels that the other person's objective conditions are better than him."
"But now Kong Xuyang knows Bai Liu's memory completely."
"In my memory, Bai Liu's conditions in all aspects are so bad that Kong Xuyang would not believe that Bai Liu who grew up in such an environment would be a stronger person than him."
Nishen suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Jiayi. He smiled, his eyebrows and eyes bend gently, and there was a kind of free and easy pride in his tone:
"Of course, I personally think that Bai Liu is much stronger than Kong Xuyang. This should be the consensus between us, right?"
Liu Jiayi stared at Nishen for a long time, turned her head, and said coldly: "Trash is not worthy of Bai Liu."
Rebelliously accepted the conversation, and smiled: "Yes."
In the game.
The monkey paw monkey tail on Mu Sicheng's body was like an unstable projected image. After two flashes, it was completely solidified. He held the wooden board and took it effortlessly, casting a thick layer of dust on the ground.
Kong Xuyang turned over to avoid Mu Sicheng's blow from the sky, and half-kneeled on the ground with his mouth covered, his eyes were so red that he could almost drip blood: "How could you break free from my skills? Obviously just two losers..."
"Who is the loser!" Mu Sicheng landed and got up and rushed forward, with his claws on his side, and he shot Kong Xuyang down three roads viciously and viciously, "I think you are the loser!"
Kong Xuyang quickly held his legs together, a talisman spread out and attached it to the crotch. When Mu Sicheng slammed it, his sharp claws hit Kong Xuyang's talisman, making a hard banging sound of gold and stone colliding.
"Fuck, what?!" Mu Sicheng was stupid, "Iron crotch?!"
Kong Xuyang smiled sinisterly: "Reinforced iron talisman."
"Don't think that you can succeed if my skills fail." After all, Kong Xuyang had played in the midseason, and he was psychologically stable, and he was quick to deal with such unexpected accidents.
Kong Xuyang didn't care about Mu Sicheng at all. He turned his head and shouted at Yang Zhi who was aside: "Don't panic, dig! My skills are temporarily ineffective, and they can be controlled by skills when they return to normal!"
Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and was about to attack again. He swept his leg and swept to Kong Xuyang. Kong Xuyang quickly put the steel and iron talisman on his ankle. Mu Sicheng kicked an iron stake with his toe, and the pain made him jump with his feet. Up.
Kong Xuyang sneered twice. Knowing that he was inferior to Mu Sicheng in close fighting, he seized the gap and retreated, letting the zombies on both sides surround him to cover himself.
At the same time, Kong Xuyang bit the tip of his tongue with pain, sprayed blood on a pile of yellow talisman in his hand, then his eyes were erected, and his forearm moved quickly in front of him with two fingers raised, and the charm in his arms flew out. Pasted on the head of the zombie who was leaning over:
"Reinforced and Iron Bone Talisman, go!"
After the zombie who came closer with a yellow talisman on his forehead, his eyes were red. The loose rotten flesh on his body grew out of fibers connected to form a whole tangled muscle. The surface of the skin was plated with a layer of brass luster, and the fangs stretched out. One inch.
These zombies have half-shaved hair, which is the typical forward hairstyle. The upper body is wearing a half-breasted jacket. Now it is plated with a layer of copper light. …
"Fuck, this is the damn Eighteen Bronze Zombie array, right?!" Mu Sicheng rushed several times, couldn't jump out at all, and hit his hands and feet with pain.
The array of zombies gathered more and more, and Mu Sicheng used his left paw to push away a zombie who was leaning with its teeth, while using his right hand to block the front of his neck to stop a zombie that was about to bite down on his neck.
Mu Sicheng tried so hard that the blue veins on his neck burst: "... Bai Liu, how about you?!"
A whip swayed from side to side and wanted to stab in. The whip hit the zombie's skin and made a ping-pong piercing sound. It was blocked by densely interlaced limbs like copper walls and iron walls.
"Love can't help." Bai Liu's calm voice came from outside, "They are too hard, and I can't get in, please cheer for yourself."
After speaking, Bai Liu seemed to turn around and left.
Mu Sicheng, a big man trapped in the formation, said: "???"
"Bring me back, bastard!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that his hair and curled monkey tails were all erected. "Didn't you tell me that there is something you are responsible for when you rush forward! Now I am blocked by so many men. You just ran here, take responsibility for me!"
But Bai Liu's voice was no longer heard outside, only Kong Xuyang's yin and yang's ridiculous ridicule: "Is it dumped?"
While talking, Kong Xuyang coughed, his face was pale, and he wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "I studied decent magic in the last game. This steel and iron talisman can be said to be victorious when used on zombies. , Although the attack value is average, the defense value is extremely high, and these zombies who have been demoralized by me will not listen to anyone except me. There is no solution, except that it consumes the essence of the caster..."
"But I'm about to win, what's the point of consuming a little blood?" Kong Xuyang leaned to the side of Mu Sicheng who was trapped in the formation, gritted his teeth and unable to move, laughed, and raised a handle sternly in his eyes. Sharp dagger, "rest assured, I won't let the zombies consume you, I can make up the knife very simply, just go to my death now!"
From a distance, a huge "bang" and an explosion came down, accompanied by the sound of splashing water.
A bullet quickly hit Kong Xuyang's raised hand from a distance, with a crisp "pop", and Kong Xuyang's short knife fell to the ground.
Kong Xuyang let out a painful cry, and blood soared from his palm.
"Why are there bullets here?" Kong Xuyang covered the palm of his hand from which he had been shot, and turned around in amazement.
Yang Zhi, who was digging into his grave, was also shocked and raised his head: "What just happened?"
"It's nothing." Bai Liu replied faintly, his fingers squeezing the trigger of a revolver rose pistol, "I exploded the weir pond and connected the tomb to this mass grave."
[System reminder: Player Bailiu will switch to player Tang Erda’s personal panel and use personal skills (rose bullet)]
"What did he do to blow up the weir pond?!" Yang Zhi looked at Kong Xuyang in a panic, "Where is it connected to the underground river under the bridge in the tomb. After being blown up, the direct connection will attract all the monsters in the tomb!"
"Brother Kong, there are too many blames we can't cope with!"
Kong Xuyang clenched his right hand, which was dripping blood, and the muscles on his cheekbones trembled because of the clenched teeth: "Bai Liu!"
Obviously he is just an inferior person who has nothing, so why can he be forced to this point!
The weir pond not far away is faintly visible with pale limbs sticking out, holding the shore, the ghost crawling out of the mud at the bottom of the blasted weir pond, the paper man’s beaming face is covered with After getting mud, she leaped sideways on the tree-lined path toward this side, and walked beside her with a hijab to watch, waving a hijab, and a dignified bride.
Directly in front is the martyrdom bridge ghost with a white umbrella covering his face and dripping water while walking. There are many ghosts on the ground, twisting left and right, all of them are evil, and the sharp conversations of men and women, young and old, are joined together.
At the farthest point were some paper men carrying the seven-opened coffin, inside which lay a blue-white-haired, smiling old drowned man.
The old man’s sharp black nails interlaced peacefully in front of his chest, as if they were really dead, but a closer look showed that these old people’s nails were still growing, and the smiles on their lips became deeper and deeper and bigger, until they cracked. To the root of the ear.
On the gloomy wet mud road in the country, the shrouds and happy clothes are staggered red and white, faintly overlapping, round square holes and money continue to spill from the sky, and there are two suona tunes, one high and one low, joy and sadness, incense, Wax oil, dead body odor and rotten water vapor filled the mouth and nose.
The scene of Hundred Ghosts at Night makes people tremble at a glance. Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in place by the bronze zombie, looked directly at the wood.
Bai Liu, Nima, came to save him or kill him! So many ghosts!
Yang Zhi shouted in horror: "Brother Kong, what should I do?"
Kong Xuyang quickly opened his panel, and the various icons on it twitched violently. After a while, Kong Xuyang's gaze skipped these sometimes absent icons, and quickly freezed on the system prompt column:
[System reminder: Player Kong Xuyang’s personal skills are about to be completely invalidated—5,4,3,2,1—]
[System Tip: Unblock the panel of all players in the game]
Kong Xuyang let out a nasty breath, he was waiting for this moment!
His skills need to be carefully manipulated on the panel. The person who was the most restricted when the skills failed to fail was him, but now it completely fails. Kong Xuyang's own panel is also completely unblocked, which means one thing. thing-
The corners of Kong Xuyang's mouth could not contain the rising of the ground, he madly clicked the skill button: [Use the (Panel Silence) skill again! 】
[System prompt: Loading the player's Kong Xuyang skill (panel silence)...]
Soon, all the advantages will return to him again. A person as good as him can't possibly lose to Bai Liu, a mentally handicapped orphan who has not had enough food since childhood and can only get more than 400 points in the college entrance examination...
As long as he is given sufficient conditions, he is the best man in the world. No one can beat him when he uses his skills, unless the opponent has better conditions than him.
But does Bai Liu have it
Bai Liu didn't. He was just a loser who had been failing and frustrated from beginning to end in his life, from childhood, adolescence, to youth, and survived to the present by modifying his memory.
So he can't lose to Bai Liu! He is so much better than Bai Liu!
Kong Xuyang's crimson eyes almost frantically reflected the loading bar of the system loading skills, and the hand pierced by the gun trembled uncontrollably, but the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger-he was about to win!
[System prompt: The player Kong Xuyang's skills (panel silence) failed to load, the reason for the detection failure... The target player in the game that does not meet the skill use is detected, and the skill cannot be used in the whole game. 】
[Player Bailiu does not meet the requirements for skill use. 】
Kong Xuyang looked at the eye-catching red prompt on the system panel, and his eyes were dizzy.
There was a bloody smell in his throat, and he roared in disbelief, "How is it possible?!"
"Why can't I use skills against Bai Liu?!"
[System Reminder: Because you firmly believe that Bai Liu is weaker than you, and the qualifications for your skill use do not include people who think you have worse conditions than you, weaker people, so you cannot use skills on Bai Liu. 】
"Why can Bai Liu be worse than me and can't use skills!" Kong Xuyang smashed his system coin out of control and shouted, "You are shielding Bai Liu! This is not fair!"
"I'm going to win soon!"
[System reminder: The game never shields anyone. 】
Yang Zhi looked at the approaching army of Hundred Ghosts, and kept backing away, staring at Kong Xuyang in fear: "Brother Kong! They are here!"
Kong Xuyang gathered his heart suffocated by anger, stared at the white willow not far away with bloodshot eyes, and snorted coarsely: "A white willow in a mere mere...without skills, I can beat you as well!"
He shook his hand and lifted it, and took another bite of blood and smeared it on his thumb, dotted it in the talisman, and the two instruction talisman flew out and stuck to the back of the bronze zombie who besieged Mu Sicheng.
Kong Xuyang said dumbly: "Get up! Array-copper wall and iron wall!"
The zombies that besieged Mu Sicheng took a halt, slowly spreading out, their hands surrounded each other, and their faces formed a circle, firmly protecting Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi living in the middle.
And Mu Sicheng, who was also trapped in the middle, was guarded motionless by a zombie backhand restraining his hands.
Mu Sicheng had bitten during the siege, and now he was covering the big hole in his neck sitting on the ground and panting, a bruise caused by corpse poison appeared on his face.
Kong Xuyang swept across Mu Sicheng's weak look for a while and said: "What about skills? If you don't have memory, you still don't know how to use it, it's just a waste."
"Poisoned by the corpse, but in one hour your spirit value will completely drop and become a zombie here."
"You are like this." Kong Xuyang lowered his head and approached Mu Sicheng, split his mouth and smiled nervously, "Bai Liu will also be like this, and I will only win in the end."
After speaking, Kong Xuyang didn't even look at Mu Sicheng, and said coldly to Yang Zhi: "Dig, dig out the remaining almanac and hit trueend to end the game."