The whiteboard entered the middle-aged man's mech, carefully examined all the configurations in his mech, and finally settled on one point.

The operating system interface of this game is in the mind of a middle-aged man, and the outside world can't see the slightest problem.

That's why the game world blends with the real world.

Whether it is a player in the game world or the aborigines of the mecha continent in the real world, everyone uses the same mecha, so they can not interfere with each other, and they are all restricted by the rules of this world.

"What a unique idea, such a wonderful design, incredible, the person who laid out this world must be a great power!"

The tabula rasa was amazed in the sea of knowledge.

Hu Meier still said disdainfully:

"You're all! You have been toyed with by others, how can others be simple?

You don't say that you are incompetent, you only know that it is useless to envy others!

Incompetent and useless, what an idiot you are!

If you have the ability, you will break out of this cage and break this game, so that you can be considered a man! ”

The whiteboard is not convinced.

"Do I need to say if I'm a man? You taunt me all day long, and you don't look at your situation, you're not as good as mine, and you don't even have a chance to come out! ”

Hu Meier smiled:

"So I'm a woman, not a man."

The whiteboard said directly:

"You're not human! You are not qualified to call yourself a human yet! ”

Hu Meier was furious and jumped to her feet and scolded, but the consciousness of the tabula rasa had already left Zhihai, so she had no one to vent her anger to.

The whiteboard came to the middle-aged man who was planted in the ground, and he couldn't help laughing.

I saw that his face was painted by the girl with something I don't know how to draw a few big kings, and he looked quite happy.

"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated! Kill me!

I won't say it, don't be delusional! ”

It was only a long time before the middle-aged man began to change his tune and became a loyal and unyielding warrior again.

"Haha! He's got in touch with an accomplice, and someone must be coming to his rescue. ”

The whiteboard laughed.

The girl covered her mouth in surprise and said:

"How is this possible, I kept staring at him, he was buried in the soil and didn't move!"

The tabula rasa looked at the girl's innocent appearance, and couldn't believe that she was still holding a dagger just now, trying to solve her own wicked person.

"They have a secret method that can transmit information through brain waves.

But I'm waiting for his companions to come, and when there are more people, he won't be able to pretend like that, and when I catch a few more, he won't pretend like that!"

When the time comes, his situation will be even worse, and I will find other ways to clean him up! ”

As soon as the tabula rasa said this, the middle-aged man instantly turned into a cartilaginous fish again.

"Your Excellency, just spare me!

I said, I said no!

What do you want to know, just ask! ”

The whiteboard shook his head and reached out to pat the middle-aged man's head.

"I don't need you to say it.

If I want to know anything, I can get it here.

It's just that in this way, you must have become an idiot, and I can't bear it. ”

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he left his body again, crying bitterly.

"Ahh My lord, I said, I really said it all.

I am Cyrus Vance, the First Viscount of the Black Mountain Empire, and I am a member of the Vance family.

In the game, our family is to capture and sell aborigines to obtain wealth.

There are many families like us, and the natives are valuable and belong to the empire's most valuable goods in the game. ”

The whiteboard reached out and patted him on the face again.

"You don't have to tell me that, after all, I haven't asked you yet.

Wait until I catch a few more people from your family, and then it's your turn to behave. ”

In the distance, the roar of fighter planes sounded, earth-shattering.

The middle-aged man Cyrus was happy, and the girl Long Jiangxue nervously hid behind the whiteboard.

"A bunch of fools, they don't know how to use long-range artillery fire, it seems that they want to come over and capture me alive!"

The whiteboard sneered and calmly walked into the mini Valkyrie mecha.

"I just want to know what else you can do if they wash the floor with artillery fire and kill your hostages!"

Hu Mei'er asked curiously.

"So what does it matter? If I lose this hostage, I can't catch a few more?

Is I what they can deal with?

Count them unlucky, they deserve to be cleaned up by me! ”

The whiteboard activates the mech and rushes towards the high-speed mech.

It didn't take much speed at all, it only reached twice the speed of sound, and the mini-mech of the whiteboard made it impossible for the opponent to lock on.

More than a dozen mecha fighters could only watch as the mini Valkyrie mecha rushed into the group of fighters, knocking them out one after another.

One punch superb!

Mosquitoes bite elephants, one bite at a time!

After a short time, the whiteboard captured four mechas, and all of them were brought to Long Jiangxue.

As for the other dozen or so mechs, the whiteboard completely blew them up, leaving them punished by the game system.

The middle-aged man watched the whiteboard bring the four family members to him in turn, and his heart collapsed.

The mini Valkyrie mecha smashed four large craters on the ground, coupled with the tragic appearance of Cyrus on the ground with only his head exposed, the four Vance family members were so frightened that their legs trembled and their hearts were broken.

"My lord, we're not here to fight, you're mistaken!

We're here to negotiate! ”

A man not too much of Serus' age shouted.

"Negotiations? You negotiate with me, are you qualified? ”

The whiteboard walked out of the mini Martial God mecha and said in a cold voice.

"I know you can stream the live footage back, and you can see that I'm not an aborigine.

You can get all kinds of resources, riches, and even items that make you powerful from the game.

But you can't hurt the natives.

To be a human being, we must preach morality, and we must not lose our humanity!

If you continue to engage in this kind of human trafficking, I will completely eliminate you and wipe you out from this mecha continent.

Believe me!

I know how to get you to die together here, in reality. ”

The four captives knelt down together in fright, kowtowing to the whiteboard.

The tabula rasa was smug and felt like he was finally acting like a man.

"My lord, our patriarch wants to talk to you about the conditions, do you think it's okay?"

Syrus, buried in the ground, shouted.

"The patriarch promised that he would grant you all your requests.

However, we are only a small race, and we do not represent the will of the Black Mountain Empire.

We can stop human trafficking, but we can't stop other families. ”

The whiteboard nodded, and it was.

He turned his head to look at Long Jiangxue and asked with a smile:

"What is the dragon, what do you want, just say it."

Long Jiangxue's face turned red and a little cramped.

"My name is Long Jiangxue, not a dragon or anything!

I don't have any requests, if only I could release the people they captured back! ”

The whiteboard frowned and prompted:

"You can ask them to make up for you a little more.

I have bullied you for so many years, and I don't know how many aborigines have been trafficked to death by them, so it is only natural for them to give you some compensation. ”

Long Jiangxue shook her head and said:

"I don't understand that, as long as they don't catch us anymore!

Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the others and see what they say! ”

The whiteboard sighed helplessly:

"Alas! What a kind little girl you are! ”

Cyrus exclaimed:

"My lord, our patriarch has agreed to all your requests.

The patriarch will also provide a list of the families that are engaged in human trafficking, hoping that the adults will not let them go, and it is better to exterminate them all!

We will give half of the family's wealth to these aborigines as compensation for them.

My lord, do you think this is okay? ”

The whiteboard sneered:

"The patriarch is really courageous. It's a good way to fight other families in this way.

Well, you prepare me with all the maps of the game world, be comprehensive, and do your best to find them.

I also want a map of your Black Mountain Empire, as well as a map of your real world, a map of the location of the starry sky.

If I can do this, I promise you to go around your main city. ”

After a while, Cyrus replied loudly:

"My lord, the patriarch agreed! The aborigines who were still imprisoned in the clan were immediately sent over.

As for the compensation and the map, it will have to wait a while. ”

The tabula rasa was satisfied, which basically fit his idea.

"Sir, there is a new situation! Please be careful! ”

Cyrus suddenly screamed, and the other four captives bowed their heads and discussed.

Puzzled, the whiteboard hurriedly asked:

"What's going on? Has your family been attacked? ”

Cyrus panicked and said:

"My lord, the game system has officially released a gold-level mission.

It's a wanted warrant, a wanted warrant with a super heavy prize!

We would like to think that it may be related to you. ”

The whiteboard's face was gloomy, and he already understood that it was all.

This is the mission to clear out the aliens that Xiaoxing said before, and it seems that this game world also has a privilege owner, or some other similar super soldier.

"If you read the contents of the wanted notice, I see what the rewards are!"

Both Whiteboard and Hu Meier were a little curious, wanting to see how much they were worth.

Without the slightest hesitation, Cyrus read aloud:

"Golden Notice.

Attention all gamers:

There is an existing game destroyer, who is guilty of destroying the progress of the game world.

If anyone kills this person, a golden god-level treasure box will be rewarded.

Due to the extreme ferocity of this person, it is recommended that gamers team up to go for the kill.

As long as you successfully kill this person, each player in the party can get the above rewards.

The basic information of this person is as follows.

(Photo).

The person's current location, outside the Twin Towers, wilderness map, coordinates (0037,5524). ”

The whiteboard was stunned and asked puzzled:

"And the location coordinates?"

Cyrus replied loudly:

"My lord, there are indeed location coordinates.

But no one dares to come for the time being, and it may not be possible after a while.

No one with the strength of an adult would be brain-dead to the point of death. ”

The whiteboard suddenly felt very floating.

Being able to make a name for himself in the game world and be wanted is one of his long-standing dreams.

"You're right! I'm just trying to catch some more gamers, so let those who aren't afraid of death come, I'll wait for them here! ”

Cyrus then shouted:

"My lord, the patriarch means to keep you out of the way for a while.

If there are too many people, I'm afraid you'll be outnumbered.

The patriarch wants to invite you to our clan, do you think it's okay? ”

The whiteboard was stunned again, and asked curiously:

"Isn't this positioning coordinate constant? It stands to reason that it should be updated with my movements! ”

Cyrus replied in the affirmative:

"That's true.

However, as long as you enter any of the main cities, the system will not be able to locate your coordinates.

We don't know why, maybe it's a bug in the game system! ”