Chapter 339: Make a Wish Before Bedtime

"I... Why did it fall?" Chen Le still has ideals and ambitions in his heart, and he has a perfect plan waiting for him to implement.

But as soon as he came out of the gate, he said that he had fallen.

It's like a student napping in math class, sleeping soundly in class, maybe dreaming of saving the world and becoming a hero, and just after successfully meeting heroes such as Batman Superman, he was woken up by the teacher.

When he opened his eyes again, the forcibly suppressed sleepiness seemed to have been directly broken, like a flood, directly swept through Chen Le's brain, and the whole person was in a daze, sitting there swaying left and right, and those who didn't know thought they were drunk.

As long as you put it on the pillow, you will definitely fall asleep.

"Heh, this system is quite efficient at kicking people." His front foot fell, and it was pitch black in front of him, and his back foot was quietly arranged by the system, and he kicked him out unceremoniously.

When you play the Three Kingdoms War Chronicles and Metal Slugs, you can also tell you a GAME OVER, which is good, not even in English, just to hard.

But the only thing that is gratifying is that the screen on the computer is still there, and I can still look up to them with God's vision.

But what's the use of watching the game, you can only watch other people's operations, isn't this equivalent to letting a gambler watch others gamble in a casino, those hands are itchy and painful like ten thousand ants eating bones.

Chen Le, who has died, has no choice but to switch to the audience's visual mode and watch the whole situation outside the game, but the most important thing is to watch the death replay first and figure out how he died.

"I'm going to see clearly, which computer killed me with a thousand knives." Chen Le, who had just poked his head out and did nothing, was very angry.

Obviously such a perfect plan, I can really feel the pleasure of shooting at people, and even these police officers are still wearing police uniforms, and the rebellious psychological factor, I am even more interested in wanting to go against them.

No matter who it is, there will be a demon living in his heart, he is what people often call the rebellious mentality, and in adolescence, his frequency of activities is more extensive, because the teenager at that time is still in the process of development, and the ideology is not bearable, and the erosion of the demon cannot be suppressed.

And when you are older, your own control is also in your own hands, this demon can only obediently hide in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to move, it can also be understood that the dark side of human nature, sometimes good and evil, just look at the problem from a different standpoint.

The mouse landed on the death replay, and with a single click, the picture before his death resurfaced on the screen again, and Chen Le looked surprised, as if he was saying.

Even though the light of the screen on the computer hit his face, his pupils flickered with the operation screen of the player who killed him before he died.

*, short trajectory, although a black gun head is not as gorgeous as the orange of AK47, but it still killed Chen Le.

"Is that okay?" With his mouth crooked, he really didn't know how to evaluate himself about the reality of witnessing how he died, "It seems that I haven't played for a long time, but I still can't do it." ”

It turned out that when he had just arrived at the central gate and had not yet poked in, the policemen on the opposite side had already gathered together and galloped on the B trail, in fact, this also indirectly confirmed that Chen Le's previous conjecture was right.

If you hadn't died, maybe the plan just now could really be implemented perfectly, the enemy would stand in front of you like a target, you just need to adjust the direction of your rifling, and then shoot directly with a headshot.

But it's a pity that God doesn't help him.

The large army in front had already gone up the ladder, but there was a border guard stationed behind them, which was equivalent to the position where Chen Le was before, protecting the tail of the team behind his teammates.

Standing at the edge of the B-path, his eyes fixed on the central gate, like a peasant waiting for a rabbit, waiting for the rabbit to come and kill on the pier.

However, in Counter-Strike, it is not the pier that hits, but the muzzle of the gun in your own hand.

Sure enough, there were really rabbits who came to die, but this rabbit was the shopkeeper of the video game city, Chen Le.

He is controlled by the computer, how can he care about your identity and status, enter the game, we are all players, in addition to victory, that is the game experience.

What friendship first, competition second, all nonsense, in this era of fame and fortune, this first position, can be much more important than the friendship between plastics.

Then you can't blame me, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into, so I have to give you a ride.

The muzzle of the gun didn't move, it happened to be aimed at Chen Le's head, and as soon as the trigger was pulled, the bullet burst out, and a bright headshot turned out to be shot in a computer-controlled character.

After watching the playback, the more Chen Le thought about it, the more he felt the atmosphere, and his reputation was ruined by the computer.

"No, you must not let the second person know about this." His eyes drifted to Zhao Zilong, and he was still happily playing the Three Kingdoms War Chronicle, and he didn't know anything about Chen Le sitting in the corner, let alone what other games he was playing, and he didn't know.

"It's good that I didn't see it." Looked back at the computer screen.

Anyway, they are already killed, so it doesn't matter how they fight, although they are also part of the bandits, but they are no longer participating in the game, even if they win, it is still lying to win, there is no fun.

"Fight, fight, kill one and one less." He said in pieces, and then a yawn came out.

The eyes were squinted, and tears were squeezed out of the corners of the eyes, mixed with a little eye droppings.

The whole B area, it was a living shootout movie, if you had to name it, it would be too many names, let the bullets fly for a while, let the bullets fly for a while, let the bullets fly for a while, let the bullets fly for a while, let the bullets fly for a while.

Eventually, the battle ended with an explosion that pierced through the sky.

A mushroom cloud appeared in the air of Area B, occupying the entire Area B, and the bandits didn't know where they went, but they only saw a few guys in navy blue police uniforms, lying on the ground, and even one of them, which was blown up in the air and was still rolling back and forth in the air.

"I can win without me, that's amazing."

Seeing the appearance of the mushroom cloud, needless to say, the C4* exploded, and the living people had to be killed, and the dead people were probably either flying into the sky, or turning into a grain of sand in the desert ashes, and then sleeping here.

The game is over, for this game experience, Chen Le is still relatively unhappy, although he won, but he doesn't seem to have much effect.

With a temper, he threw the virtual game accessor directly on the table, and went to bed in a gloomy manner.

I don't bother to care about the arcade machines that are rewarded by those few tasks, so let them be where they should be, and we'll talk about it tomorrow.

"Make a wish before you go to bed, and tomorrow the street will be lined up by yourself." Sitting on the bed and looking at the new arcade machines, fortunately I am not obsessive-compulsive, otherwise I would definitely endure my sleepiness and jump down to put these arcade machines in place.

As soon as the back of his head was glued to the pillow, Zhou Gong stepped on the moonlight and came to look for himself, since everyone has come to the door, Chen Le, who has always been enthusiastic about hospitality, has no reason to refuse.

"It's finally over, and it's just that." Zilong stretched his arms lazily, and the virtual game accessor was also taken off, after a long time of fighting, the muscle soreness will still be there, even if you are high or low in the fairyland, this cannot be extinguished.

He didn't play much games, but he didn't play a few games, and he could clear the level only with his own strength, which is enough to show that playing games not only depends on experience, but also on part of his strength and IQ.

"It's a good feeling to use all the lessons I've learned from the shopkeeper in this game."

Every time Chen Le was fighting with the boss, Zhao Zilong stood aside and paid special attention to how Chen Le operated and how some details were handled.

Because these details are often the way to win, although victory and defeat are common things, but between victory and defeat, it may be because of some negligence in details that leads to the formation of the final result.

As a general, how can he tolerate his mistakes, and be able to stand aside from Chen Le and watch him play games, I'm afraid that only himself and Zhang Liao have this treatment, oh yes, and the new housewife, Sun Yuantong can too.

Recalling the pleasure of his own set of combos, until now I still have the image of Fang Cai in my brain.

"This roaring warship is not an exaggeration at all." first opened the anger, and then directly beckoned the warship, not to mention the two heavens of ice and fire, appearing on the battlefield at the same time, it can be described as hell on earth.

The thunderbolts of thunderbolts are like poisonous snakes that swim away, sweeping through the lonely crowd, and by the way, the bloody enemies are also easily dealt with.

The real yuan also spit out from the back of the arcade as scheduled, and came to reward the players who cleared the level.

However, when they just hugged Zhao Zilong, they were all gone in an instant, and it seemed that Zhao Zilong's body was like a black hole, and there was no limit to the demand for true yuan.

But in this regard, Zhao Zilong doesn't care about it, and he is not bad at those true elements, even if he wants to improve the fairyland, then I am afraid that according to such a method of playing games every day, it will be difficult to become a climate for thousands of years.

Standing up and wanting to enjoy the moonlight, he also let his tired eyes relax a little, but what came into his eyes made Zhao Zilong a little unsure of what to do.

One big box after another, a closer look found that this turned out to be an arcade machine?