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"I said... Do you want to consider getting a car or something." When Feng Bujue spoke, he was following R2, running wildly on the messy street.
The two had left the shopping center for a while, and after returning to the main road of the town, R2 took Feng Bujue and started running to the north of the town.
"I know you want to save some energy, but..." R2 replied: "There are so many dead bodies of people and monsters on the street, as well as building debris, overturned cars, sundries, etc., the efficiency of driving is actually low. And, if you're sitting in a vehicle, you're very likely to be killed by an attack like this."
"Huh? What is this kind of attack..." Feng Bujue was just about to ask what this sentence meant, when suddenly, a white light beam as thick as the mouth of a bowl roared from his left front.
Feng Bujue followed the trend while running, with his right leg forward, his left leg up, his upper body lowered, and he turned backwards, turning over with an extremely sharp kite, narrowly dodging this sudden long-range sneak attack.
The light beam instead hit a building dozens of meters away, and exploded out of thin air, bursting into a ball of flame light with a radius of about three meters.
"Look, if you are sitting in the car right now, not only will you not be able to avoid this blow, but you will also have to bear the subsequent damage from the car explosion." R2 continued calmly. The reason why he didn't help at this moment was because according to his analysis, Brother Jue was fully capable of avoiding the beam by himself.
"Okay, I understand what you mean..." Feng Bujue replied.
In fact, it is not easy for Brother Jue to hide, quick reaction is second, the key is to be assisted by the soul, otherwise it is impossible to make such extreme evasive movements.
"Did so many pop up again without knowing it..." R2 said, his eyes swept around, and from his perspective, he could observe another scene - among the countless flowing data codes, there are many Fragments with specific colors are moving, and these are other derivatives.
But Feng Bujue couldn't see these things. He was still at the stage of "seeing mountains as mountains and seeing water as water" in the game. Therefore, as long as the figures of the enemies didn't appear in his field of vision, he couldn't judge them. Location.
"Why didn't I see it..." Feng Bujue replied.
"Follow closely, we have to speed up, otherwise we will be surrounded." Before the words fell, R2 accelerated like an arrow leaving the string.
Seeing this, Feng Bujue had no choice but to take a step forward and try to catch up.
The current speed is already the limit that Feng Bujue can achieve without the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique activated. R2 seemed extremely relaxed, talking while running: "At this speed now, I won't be attacked from a long range like just now."
Feng Bujue didn't respond because he didn't have the energy to speak.
"Now, let me explain what the 'back door' is." R2 knew about Feng Bujue's situation, so he continued directly without waiting for the other party to speak up: "According to the normal process, before the mirror shield is broken, the three-pole The spawners are supposed to have completed their 'task'. When the shield expires, they will leave the sandbox, which is like a 'teleport' for you players after clearing the script.
After that, the fourth-level derivatives who stay in the sandbox can start to freely destroy the data in the script. This process usually lasted eight to nine hours, and then the fourth-level derivatives had to leave. However, unlike entering, the sandbox does not have a channel for them to teleport out... Therefore, there must be a 'backdoor'. "
R2 paused, then continued: "The designer of the sandbox is Root, one of the three leaders of the source organization. The original 'back door' he designed, with only one door for each sandbox, is to prevent High-level spinners were trapped in the sandbox for various reasons. But later, with the continuous improvement of sandbox technology, in order to make the sandbox available to more spinners... he created a 'worm-style' The back door can replicate itself at high speed, and randomly appear in any corner of the script world."
"Ha... ha... So, at this moment, I have countless ways to escape." Feng Bujue, panting heavily, reluctantly accepted.
"No, the matter is not that simple." R2 immediately poured cold water on it: "Those doors are made for derivatives, and you are a player, your data composition cannot pass through those 'back doors'." He said After turning around, "However, there is a door that should allow you to pass through."
"Is it the first one..." Feng Bujue said.
"Yes, that is the original data of the backdoor program." R2 continued: "It is usually generated in the place where the original script data is densest."
"That's the center of the plot..." When Feng Bujue said this, the speed of the two had already slowed down.
Because they've reached their destination—South Park Elementary.
"Evil capitalism, a public elementary school can't stand in such a catastrophe." Feng Bujue looked up at the school building and complained, "When I passed the town government building just now, it was already in ruins."
"You shouldn't be concerned about this kind of thing right now..." R2's tone became a little nervous, and his expression was quite dignified.
At the same time that Feng Bujue and R2 arrived, black shadows appeared from nowhere on the school playground. There are hundreds of derivatives ambushing here.
They have been waiting for a long time...
Feng Bujue laughed dryly: "That's why... I hate school."
"Let's end the joke." A tall female derivative stepped forward and said, "R2-Lengfeng, you entered our sandbox and killed so many compatriots. I hope you can give us A reasonable explanation."
"Pay attention, the one talking is L2-Xianlan, she is also a second-level derivative." R2 whispered to Feng Bujue beside him.
"Didn't you say that the sandbox is for the third and fourth levels..."
Before Brother Jue finished speaking, R2 interrupted: "I'm afraid they found out what I did and entered the sandbox to deal with me."
"Oh..." Feng Bujue looked calm on the surface, but he knew very well in his heart that the situation in front of him was almost extremely bad. He thought to himself: "Based on the level, they are both second-level derivatives. Even if R2 is stronger, it is impossible to instantly kill the other party in a short time... Then there are more than one hundred fourth-level derivatives left." Or, do you want me to handle it alone..."
Just when this battle was about to start, a sudden change occurred.
But see, a boomerang, flying from mid-air...
This boomerang is made of ordinary wood, and its flying speed is not amazing, but when L2 saw this thing, he was shocked.
"How is it possible..." L2 didn't dare to hold it up, turned over hastily and jumped up in surprise.
And those fourth-level derivatives seemed unable to see the horror of this attack, and just stood there indifferently. In the next second, they were cut down by this seemingly ordinary "weapon" like mowing grass...
Flesh and flesh flew across the body, bones and skin shattered, and the boomerang made a huge roundabout, killing more than 20 derivatives.
Accompanied by the whistling wind, the boomerang flew backwards and returned to its owner's hand.
Everyone present turned their heads to look.
I saw a middle-aged man standing in the middle of the road outside the school gate. He is Caucasian, wearing sunglasses, a classic white robe, a crown of thorns, long brown hair, and a neatly trimmed beard around his mouth.
"I'm here to save you, my child." Jesus took off his sunglasses while catching the boomerang with one hand, "May God bless you." RS
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