Chapter 40: First-Person Death Experience (4/3) (1,000 Monthly Pass Plus Update)

The elevator door that rises to the top opens to reveal a long hall, and the few people who come out of the car are all walking towards the bathroom.

Omer remembered that the Mewtwo spec wasn't 18x.

So the companions he 'saw' opened their backpacks, bags, and suitcases one by one, and there was obviously no shortage of storage tools among them, so someone took out a giant sword with a door panel that was almost two meters three.

Looks like it's ready to get started.

But if you want to do it directly, the picture will feel like 18x......

Omer was suspicious, and he saw that 'himself' as the main perspective walked past his companions in a very unique way.

Standing in front of the sink, a neutral and beautiful female face is unexpectedly reflected in the glass, and the face has the joint texture modification left by the obvious prosthetic transformation.

"Hello everyone, I'm Red Tassel and I'm live on Terra NAB, ......"

A series of live broadcast divisions, live broadcast numbers of the name of the dish, this woman who calls herself the red tassel introduces the lineup of their mercenary team, the mission objectives they perform, and the feedback to the audience.

She was obviously using her own prosthetic function to broadcast and record Mewtwo at the same time, which made Omerda sigh from the bottom of her heart that this set of prosthetics must be quite expensive, which is either a big anchor or a hard loan.

Judging from the confidence and expectation that come out of the emotion at this moment, it is probably the former.

While she replied to the barrage floating in front of her, she also raised her hand to show the target of the terminal projection, which was an alien lawbreaker, as long as she killed him.

Her top brother, that is, the employer, will play the rest of the mercenary money, and by the way, complete this month's mercenary team target.

When she said this, her heart was extremely full.

But Omer always felt like she was dying.

There's nothing particularly definite about it, it's just a feeling.

It felt like this person had set up a bunch of flags, and Kelif said that there would be a golden bridge in this Mewtwo, and Omer felt that he could almost guess what was going to happen next.

It's better to fast forward.

When this thought came to him, the jump bar began to appear in front of him, and he could see that the screen began to speed up after a little concentration.

After the mercenary captain finally explained the cause and effect, and made an appointment with the barrage to focus on the task first, she informed the intelligence officers in the team to lock on to the target and point out the direction, and then let the big man with the giant sword, which was theoretically not easy to use, aim in that direction and began to build a gradually prosperous fire for the weapon in his hand.

Oh. It's a giant sword that can directly release waves, no wonder......

The skip multiple bar in front of Omer's eyes was still lit, and he could see that the charged sword swung out a fire mark that directly melted through the wall, and it should have engulfed the target who was still talking to others, but before that, it was a huge silver metal that directly smashed into the window, the wall, and even the ground—advancing with a suffocating momentum like a giant wall, covering the target along with passers-by.

It's not protection, it's a head-grabbing, and even the behemoths that burst in are castrated, and they want to cover themselves!

Stop, stop, stop, original speed.

——!

Closed the skip of Omer. Almost instantly, he felt the tension, panic, and fear that Mewtwo had recorded, as if to laugh at him for feeling that fear was far away yesterday, and at this moment he felt the most primitive emotions of human beings at zero distance.

At the same time in the outside world, Elie Suko, who was standing next to Omer and leaning over to observe, noticed that the other party's posture instantly stiffened, but felt out the terminal and began shooting.

But the reason why Mewtwo is not banned is because its emotional contagion is the most powerful.

One moment it was fear, the next moment it is possible to get out of it, even if the person who feels it doesn't do it, it doesn't matter if the person who recorded Mewtwo does it.

When someone in the mercenary team reacted and immediately took defensive measures, and woke the others up in a chain reaction, the fear that Ormer felt was much lighter, replaced by a little exhilaration, more anxiety, and a fear that had not completely disappeared.

These people crossed the sea one by one, each showing their magical powers, using their own means to strengthen their defenses and even drag their teammates to transfer.

Trying to escape from the top-floor building that was directly destroyed.

It's just that in the process of struggling, they kept looking for an escape opportunity from the rear, and when they came back to their senses, there was no place to stay under their feet.

Being dozens of meters in the air, I can see that the silver wall is essentially an inexplicable floating part several meters high, and there are many floating cars in the air.

At first glance, it is a prelude to a car accident, but with their ability, a better operation can become an opportunity to save themselves.

The excitement in the woman's heart became clearer in an instant, but the next moment it was overshadowed.

Bang!

The field of vision went black with a bang.

O silently called out to the progress bar.

If you find that there are still them, hurry up and drag them out.

The field of vision is filled with noise and shaking like an old-fashioned flower screen.

Omer speculated that this was a 'struggle' phenomenon peculiar to prosthetic modification.

Generally, if the two sections of the body of Jinguqiao are sandwiched, the person will be gag, but if it is a highly prosthetic or even completely prosthetic person, there is still some room for struggle.

For example, the Gundam head is just a camera or something, and the mechanical prosthetic can also try to operate separately from the function, although that design is not related to the traditional integration of Volkswagen.

But mercenaries, in order to increase the survival rate, do not chill.

can look at the performance of this mercenary anchor, the desire to survive is obviously not so strong.

The noisy image lasted for more than ten seconds, not becoming clear or moving significantly, only a slight mechanical sound and a large mechanical outline that finally fell into view.

Jingu Bridge.

The Golden Bridge is a perfect masterpiece of the Pedans, a giant robot that shouldn't be called a monster, but it also has a place in the Terratthorn Society's monster statistics list.

Forget it, Mechagodzilla is also regarded as a monster, and monster researchers like Keliff also treat Jinguqiao as a monster, and people can't be so rigid.

Omer wordlessly took off his headband, squinting his eyes slightly in preparation for the sudden brightening vision, but it turned out to be a fairly soft shadow—

- The man standing from the side fell on him.

"What are you doing?" Omer's tone became blank.

"Take pictures."

The brown-haired Ma Niang holding the terminal said confidently, and even pulled out two photos from it.

One eye is slightly closed, and the expression is extremely stiff, and the other is cautious, half-open.

In terms of Omer's usual performance, this is indeed quite a rare and preserved expression.

"Deleted it for me."

I sighed.

"Do you just repay the trust I have placed in you?"

"Then you have to trust me a little more, guinea pig-kun~" Suzi said, swiping his finger little by little, and he actually deleted it.

O Mo stopped talking, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Are your lab notes finished?" ”

Live like a parent who asks about the completion of homework when he sees his child being naughty.

"Of course!" If the child is too good, it will be troublesome, and the speed child responded in a high tone, and his hands were even more proud, and then asked, "So, is there a gain?" ”

“……”

Speaking of business, Omer's expression became a little more serious, and he raised his hand to touch the terminal and poke open the search engine page.

"Let me check the information and confirm it first."

The last one is really difficult, but it's good to have a thousand monthly passes before the end of the month.

Achieved a small achievement and touched the .jpg

Thank you, plus more knocking, I continued to climb the code word

(End of chapter)