"0447, come out!"

The fat blonde man followed the guards out of the room, secretly distressing about his bad luck.

"Yo, who is this?" the prison guard sneered at the fat man with glasses, this fat man was no longer fat, although his belly was big, but under the thin fat there were already bulging abs - but he still looked fat.

This tells the world that it is unrealistic for a fat man to lose weight by exercising to become a muscular man - he will become a strong fat man.

The handcuffed fat man peeked at the policeman's fat belly and secretly spat fiercely, his heart full of grief and grievance.

Once upon a time, his belly was even bigger than this, smooth, soft and pink, but now it has become an ugly eight-pack abs, and the worst thing is that even if he has practiced eight-pack abs, no girl has taken a fancy to him, and now he is still in prison to face this group of faggots.

Heaven is unfair.

If it weren't for the fact that the place was really wrong, the fat man would be eager to look up to the sky and roar.

He was aggrieved and unconvinced, and the fat policeman in front of him was still counting him: "Isn't this Lord Bishop? I heard that the people of the new FBI were killed by you, how did you still fall into such a majestic situation?"

The fat man's face twitched, and a flattering smile appeared on his face: "This, prison chief, where did you hear this rumor? We are just a bunch of dead houses playing games, how dare we go against the Investigation Bureau? This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! I will be released soon, the new federation is a country ruled by law, a country ruled by law!"

"Hell, the legal system!" The fat warden picked up a stick and struck the fat man's head fiercely: "Do you think you can get out alive? You cultist! The people on the side of the Investigation Bureau have already said that you are not allowed to leave the prison alive, and when the people over there have faked the scene, tonight will be your death!"

"No!" the fat man's eyes rolled twice, and he screamed, "You are committing illegal murder! You are breaking the law!"

"Haha, you, the cult leader who has caused countless bloody cases in the central region, still know what illegal murder is? What about your spells? What about your superpowers? What about your dragon god?" the prison guard laughed and kept beating the fat man with his baton: "Call them to save you!"

"Wronged!" The fat man's facial features shrank together in distortion, and tears flowed together: "We are all self-defense and counterattack! Superpowers are our property! The federal government has no right to take it back at will, and it still wants to use us for live experiments! All this is the government's fault!"

"Now it's useless to discuss whose fault it is, the fact now is that you, the enemy of the government, have failed!" the sheriff laughed, and a group of policemen joined in the beating of the sturdy fat man, who shouted, "Wait a minute, stop!"

"What else do you want to say?" asked the guard, stopping the beating.

"Me. The fat man's lips twitched and he gasped, "I'm already going to die, what's the point of you beating me?"

"What do you mean?" the prison guard's eyes widened: "We're just going to beat you!"

He waved his stick and hit the fat man on the forehead with a 'bang': "Call you an orange suit!"

Bang!

"Call you the first full level in the whole server!"

Bang!

"Call you to the top of the achievement list!"

Bang!

"Tell you to open a harem in the server!"

"Now the dragon age is suspended! It's all caused by you cultists!" The prison guard beat him continuously, panting from exhaustion, and threw the blood-stained stick to the younger brother: "I'll go find some lube, and I'll come over and continue to serve him later." ”

"I ...... Damn!" A group of prison guards sent the warden away with a grin, and the fat man in handcuffs was beaten, and when he heard the reason for the beating, his heart was even more aggrieved.

It's all dead houses playing games, so why hurt each other?

You don't have an experience bonus, you don't explode orange outfits, and you don't have girls to like it, is it my fault?

The fat man screamed in his heart.

Are you pretending to bow to the dragon god twice to get the faith buff?

This bishop of the Dragon Cult is a true believer in the dragon god of the Dragon Age, and Shirakawa doesn't know that a certain Douding has set the image of the dragon god as a beautiful big sister in order to enhance the charm of this church.

Xiao Douding, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, analyzed the aesthetics of the gamers, and set the dignified image of the dragon god with selling meat, which attracted the true love of many game houses, and this fat man is one of the most crazy.

When Bai He was in this world, this fat man relied on his indestructible faith to obtain the most powerful power in the central region of Huazhou and became the bishop of the Bailong Church, and he was also majestic in the game.

But after Bai He left, the fat man's good days came to an end.

The source of the disturbance of the world's laws has withdrawn, and the world's powerful self-correction ability has begun to take effect, so the casters of the Dragon Worship Sect have found that their superpowers are rapidly weakening, and the government of the Flower Gai Kingdom has gradually liberated itself from the state of chaos and puppetry, and after recovering its organizational ability, their spearhead is directly aimed at the mysterious company of 'Xiaobai Technology';

The fat man, who was still a purebred game dead fat house a few decades ago, showed his courage and ability to act as a bishop at this time, leading the die-hard church members to resist, but the superpower gradually weakened, and the power of the federal government gradually increased.

This fat man has been hiding in Tibet with the remnants of the core for a while, and he has lived a grievance, but because his superpowers are gradually disappearing, he will eventually be unable to escape justice.

At this moment, listening to the prison guard throwing the pot that had been suspended in the Dragon Era on him, the fat man was even more unconvinced.

When Xiaobai Technology Company went bankrupt, it kept a part of the main server, and the game has been running well, and it is clear that the federal government's IT 'brick family' is fooling around, and a good server is broken hard, can this be blamed on his head?

The fat man felt this grievance in his heart, and then there was fear, the federal government was obviously not ready to let them live as church members, and this warden died in the fat house, and he actually wanted to poke his chrysanthemum because the game was suspended, is there anything more nightmarish than this?

He couldn't help but pray to the dragon god in his heart, this has become a habit in the past ten years, even if it is useless, it is excellent to be able to meditate on the big sister of the dragon god. In his mind, he remembered the amazement and emotion he felt when he prayed to Sister Ryujin for the first time - a few minutes later, a white monster presented him with the first orange outfit of his game, which was also the beginning of his life as a high-end gamer.

From then on, he decided to dedicate his life to Ryujin-sama - in all the games he had played before, he prayed to God, prayed to the designer's family, and never produced an orange suit!

However, the result of praying to the big sister of the dragon god this time seemed a little strange, as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw a pop-up window that seemed to pop up directly on the retina:

Warrior blessed by the dragon god, are you willing to continue to dedicate your loyalty to the dragon god and go to another world for the dragon god?

The fat man blinked twice in a row, still not sure if it was real or if his head was hallucinating by the blow of the stick, he blinked several times in a row, and as the thought in his heart became firmer, the 'YES' button also showed signs of pressing.

His eyes widened, and there was a soft knock at the door, and the fat warden walked in with a wicked smile on his face, and the fat man shuddered, knowing that he had no choice as long as he didn't want to become a dead.

As soon as his thoughts moved, the YES option was pressed hard, and he disappeared into the room under the stunned gaze of a group of prison guards.

At the same time, in the country of Huagai and around the world, more than 400 people who were either in prison or incognito disappeared in a burst of light, appearing in a huge underground palace.

They opened their eyes one after another, and at a glance they saw the huge and majestic statue of the dragon god's sister in the center of the underground palace, with a ratio of about 20:1, and looked at each other for a while, first knelt frantically for a while, and then hugged each other and cried.

"Okay Dad!" In the observation room, seeing a large number of people appearing in this temporary temple through the magic surveillance camera, Ellie said to Bai He proudly: "Isn't this done? Hey, Dad, why is your face so ugly?"

Bai He's face twitched, stretched out his claws, grabbed Ellie with his consciousness, and pointed to the statue: "You tell me honestly, why did you make the image of the dragon god look like this?"

"What kind of thing don't you make it look like this?, muscular stick faggot?" "Ellie is rightly confident: "If you make the dragon god look like that, except for Xiao Shou and psychopathic heavy mouth, what normal human would be loyal to a game?"

"But this ......" Bai He's eyelids jumped, looking at the group of humans below who were hugging each other and crying, his expression became more and more abnormal: "You tell me that these are called normal people?

"At least it's not a perverted faggot who likes Miss Da Europe!" Xiao Douding jumped up and said with a heartfelt voice: "The selection criteria are still set by Dad: under the premise of being loyal to the dragon god, you can't be too stupid or too smart, individuals with high intelligence and low emotional intelligence can also be targeted, and it is best to have a certain anti-social tendency, the point is not to have too high a degree of identification with the social atmosphere of human beings, there is no psychology of the Virgin of Fraternity, and there is a formed, worldview that is closer to us- The above conditions are combined to be a senior secondary two, according to this standard, isn't it a matter of course to select a group of unsocial secondary two game dead houses?!Hey, Dad, why are you petrified?!"

I TM......

Looking at Xiao Douding, who was full of words, the three corpses of Baihe jumped violently, and they had a strong urge to hit people, but they also had a sense of depression that had nowhere to vent.

This little bean's crooked reasoning is really his grandmother's reason!

But why is he so angry?