Chapter 89: The silencer pistol in the game
Business is booming.
From the first moment of opening, not to mention that there are no seats, not even many standing seats, and the sitting guests said that the service experience is extremely poor, why, because there are always bastards who want to grab their own good skewers!
For this reason, there were even a few brawls in the restaurant in the afternoon, and Tianwu felt that these adults were too ignorant, and they fought at every turn, which was really the trend of the world.
Time flies, and it's already dark.
"If you can't eat spicy, don't eat it, I see it all heartwarming."
I saw a lot of heroes this afternoon, and I obviously couldn't touch it at all, but I was afraid of being laughed at, and I was really hungry, and in the end, almost all of them were carried away.
Real warriors dare to face the bleak gastroenteritis, dare to face the dripping pepper juice, maybe they are talking about it.
Whenever Zhou Shuixian and Zhao Yanran are together, it is when Tianwu can't rub the oil.
In my private impression, the two girls always shouted not to use their hands and feet, but they were soft and finally half-pushed and half-obeyed, but once the two women met together, their combat strength exploded, and Tianwu couldn't find the slightest opportunity anyway, otherwise he wouldn't admit that he would move to live with Ma Wu, and he wouldn't be in the mood to stay in the village for the night.
There is usually no moon on rainy nights, and tonight is the same, Tianwu wears a straw hat and climbs to the roof of the restaurant, wanting to see the situation above, mainly whether there are any safety hazards.
The bricks were very slippery, and he didn't dare to move when he opened the skylight, and after shining the torches around, he was about to go down, and suddenly his eyes looked in one direction.
While!
Grunt...
The sound of a crisp and pleasant sound, the sound of metal objects colliding and rolling on the blue brick floor was so harsh.
In the darkness, a figure appeared on the ground so suddenly.
It was a short woman wrapped in a green modern raincoat and rubber boots, with a short sword held tightly to her arm, and a pistol with a long muffler in her right hand, standing still and looking around.
A frightened passer-by seemed stunned until a stream of blood spurted from the middle of his forehead and fell, and he couldn't make a sound in his throat.
After dealing with the witnesses, the woman with her hood covered and unable to see her specific face walked a few steps forward, squatted on the ground and struggled to pick up a cylindrical metal object, and then the metal object disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The woman disappeared into the rainy night.
Tian Wu slowly raised his head, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.
There's no mistake, the shape, the material, and the weight of that thing are the space-time sensor.
And here is the Great Cloud Dynasty with an ancient background, modern raincoats and rubber boots, pistols, none of which should be here.
Thinking of the woman's behavior of killing witnesses after she appeared, Tian Wu could basically conclude that this woman was probably similar to his identity, and she was also a member of an organization similar to the Heterogeneous Inspection Bureau, maybe she was his colleague.
However, shouldn't the world of the Great Cloud Dynasty in the first city of the world be just a virtual game face?
All what you have experienced is a set of virtual data, all what you have built will fall apart after you finally leave, and all the impressive characters are the creation of advanced intelligence.
But what did he see now?
How can a person on a mission travel back into the game world?
This is completely different from plane shuttle, but as absurd as the person in front of the computer entering the Red Alert world where the base car is unfolding.
"Is it a deeper way to travel through time, or is the game itself actually a real plane?"
The distraught Tianwu almost slid down the three-story restaurant several times, and hurriedly chose a good place to lie down, his body disappeared, and he went offline.
When I went offline, I felt the ground vibrate.
The earthquake came, but it was very small, and it was the kind that could only be felt very carefully.
In reality, it was past seven o'clock, and it was already dark.
The brightly lit accommodation area was full of people, not many people were playing games with peace of mind, and after looking at the private chat, Zhao Ruiqi, Qi Ziwei, Lu Shanshan and others sent a lot of messages, all of which reminded themselves to pay attention to safety after the earthquake.
Today's weekly routine will be held late.
It's still a 10-class classroom once a week, and the people are still the same as last week, but a lot of things are different.
Last time, I was still a little transparent, but this time I have become the target of public criticism.
Following the previous class competition online and offline to clean up Pang Jie and Zhao Gao, and in the subsequent game, he tortured and killed the powerful freshman Lan Gang 1v1, and no one can question his strength.
Today, his old god was sitting at the back of the classroom, and Zhao Ruiqi was arrogant on the side, almost putting his legs on the table, holding his mobile phone and smiling obscenely to send a message to someone, the text message was extremely vulgar.
Qi Ziwei and Wang Xuan sat next to Tianwu, and the two discussed in a low voice things such as making cloth and raising silkworms in the game.
"Teacher Bai Bing has something to do today."
Li Lifen walked in expressionlessly, the injuries on her body were already good, but she was still a little lame when she walked, and she glanced at Tianwu with a pair of eyes.
There are always people in the chat group who like to upload photos of the village and blow up their own development progress, Li Lifen often peeps at the screen, and even makes a strength table that includes everyone according to these screenshots and text messages.
In terms of development, she ranked Tianwu in the 10th position, and the combat effectiveness ranked first.
Tianwu is still very curious about this table, and after taking a look, I found that there are many talents in the class, and they are all school district level players.
Qi Ziwei's population has reached 80 people, and there are only 49 people left after Li Junmu's old goods are gone, and it is not the fault that he got 3 people in the black market, and now he has not even broken 50 people.
Qi Ziwei has mastered the construction of the core science and technology road, and with the 100 yuan she got from trading with herself, then her basic strength is very strong.
And Zhao Ruiqi actually ran a business for the whole people......
Although the sales are all small and broken things, Tianwu is very in favor of starting a business, because of the contact with him during this time, I feel that Zhao Ruiqi is very sensitive to the sale and purchase of transactions, which has a great relationship with his family background.
Zhao Gao's dog was killed by himself, and the thin monkey young man who was let go by Xuan Jing last time actually tamed a few young wolves, it seems that this is the road of human and dog strength to the end.
Pang Jie's subordinates almost turned into a robber's den, and the robbers' subordinates called all the old guys, and the development style of this robbery everywhere was either killed or had a good chance to get ahead.
Even Wang Xuan is not simple, there is a natural mulberry forest near her village, whether it is raising silkworms or selling mulberries, it is very good, which is also the premise of the two women's discussion of cloth making.
There are people who work the number of people, for example, there are people in the class who have more than 100 people, but this kind of meaningless, empty population without resources will only be a burden, and the root cause of various problems.
There are unlucky people who have not been subjected to the first round of contact and questioning by the government, and they are either killed or fleeing from the village, in short, there are always some people who are in a desolate situation.