Chapter 177: History is always strikingly similar

"Ha, ha, ......"

The two of them ran into the green belt below the apartment, and then they couldn't help but lean against the wall, gasping for breath.

Their physical strength was already quite strong, but fear depleted their physical strength so quickly that a few minutes seemed to them to be decades later, for fear that the yellow-faced monster would catch up with the terrifying cat.

"Bob, Bob, the two of us really picked up a life!" Gangmen said subconsciously to the left.

"yes, I almost got fed to that horrible pet as cat food, I can't imagine what I saw now." Bob rolled his eyes, then collapsed and asked, "You say, are there really ghosts in this world?" ”

"Absolutely! Although many people think that ghosts are just fantasies, those of us do know some secrets that others don't know, and although it's a little early to tell you, you have also seen that monster, and it doesn't hurt to tell you. ”

Gangmen turned to the left to reconfirm that some rice bowls did not catch up, so he cautiously said: "Actually, creatures like zombies, vampires, ghosts and other creatures do exist, but they are not as scary as in the horror stories, in fact, they are just a different kind of creatures from us." ”

"Then why were you so scared just now?" Bob asked, a little confused.

"You listen to me," Gangmen said with a serious expression, "Although they are not as invincible as the horror stories say, and they are strong and weak, even the weakest is not something you and I can deal with." Like the yellow-faced monster just now, he is probably the legendary zombie in China, and his combat power is extremely powerful. Although they feed on blood like vampires, ordinary vampires are as vulnerable as flying insects to zombies! ”

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of Gangmen's left, "I once saw a zombie single-handedly take on three hundred vampires without taking advantage, and with a wave of his hand, he flew sand and stones, and dozens of people next to him were instantly sucked into human beings, and I was lucky to escape death!" Although the zombie's skin was cyan, its face was almost identical to that of the yellow-faced monster......"

"Ahh

The rice jar in the room sneezed inexplicably, he obviously didn't have a cold!

"So that's ......" Bob shuddered, imagining in his mind the horrific scene of dozens of people being sucked dry in an instant!

"That flow of Ai Tianshui he ......"

"He's dead, let's get out of this place of right and wrong quickly, and we must make those bastards pay the price when we go back, so that we can assassinate such a terrible target!" Ganggang gritted his teeth fiercely on the left side of the door, and then took Bob with him and limped away.

On the other side of the apartment, Liuai Tianshui had climbed up the window.

"Hmph, those two retarded, do you think the old man is mentally retarded? What an obvious trap, how can I see it? The black American man sneered and said, "Wait a minute......"

Just as he was talking to himself, a super large slingshot suddenly set up on the roof of the building not far behind him, and then aimed at this very obvious black man.

"Whew!" There was a soft thud, and then a huge iron ball was launched. It smashed directly into Liuai Tianshui's body and smashed him into the house.

"Damn, you're not finished, why don't I even want to sleep?"

Wang Hao walked out of the bedroom angrily and saw this extremely amazing scene head-on.

The windows of his house were smashed, and a black man in a cleaning uniform was stabbed with glass ballast.

And the tool of the crime is naturally the big iron ball that is almost embedded in the black man's body.

"......" Wang Hao suddenly thought of a monkey who had appeared in the last chapter......

"No, no, it's not a coincidence, it must be a coincidence, that guy is just an NPC in the game, how can he really smash the glass of my house!" Wang Hao hurriedly calmed down his emotions.

After a few glances around, Wang Hao immediately noticed that the hand snail and the rice jar were running towards a building, and there was a vague figure on the roof of the building.

"Damn, it's got to be that guy!"

Wang Hao's eyes were almost spewing fire, and he immediately activated the mecha part that Lin Langtian gave him, a shoe with an ejector.

Because of the ejector, Wang Hao came to the roof of the building ahead of the rice cylinder snail.

And then......

And then......

Then he froze.

Because what appeared in front of him was a creature wearing a black suit, with some hairy roots on its pink skin, and its facial features did not look like a human.

"Pit Daddy Monkey ......"

He uttered three words with a blank face.

"Hahahaha, doctor, I finally smashed the glass of your house!" Seeing Wang Hao, the pit monkey immediately danced wildly.

The rice bowl and hand snails that came were also stunned, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing for a while.

……

"Wang Hao, that monkey has been sent for study." Lin Langtian appeared beside Wang Hao with a painful face, and said: "I have taken care of the researchers, and I will try my best to dissect it if I can, and I will never let it see the sun tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." Wang Hao replied lightly, looking indifferent to this.

Lin Langtian frowned and asked, "Wang Hao, do you have something on your mind?" ”

"What's on your mind?" Wang Hao shook his head, "No, but I have something I want to ask you." ”

"Say."

"What exactly is the Night of Truth?"

"Forehead......" Lin Langtian was obviously stunned for a moment, it seemed that he really knew something, but he didn't want to say it.

"It doesn't matter what you don't want to say, I'll investigate it myself." Wang Hao glanced at him.

Lin Langtian hesitated for a while, and finally spoke, "I'll tell you, but you must not let the second person know." ”

Wang Hao just looked at him and didn't make any guarantees.

"In fact, "Nine Songs" is not something that our current technology can produce at all, even your 23rd century technology can't reach it, in fact, the real developer of this game is God!"

"God?"

"That's right, it's God!" Lin Langtian paused and said: "In fact, the so-called gods are not as powerful as they say in religion, they are just some creatures that are higher than us, relying on our human faith to obtain eternal life and endless power. Over the years, because many people have chosen science to abandon the gods, the power of the gods and the earth has also begun to weaken. Finally, five years ago, they began to engage with governments......"

"Is the purpose of reaching out to the Nine Songs to promote the Nine Songs and use it to regain the faith of mankind?" Wang Hao suddenly interjected.

(End of chapter)