We monsters don't want to die

"Professor Gan Dauss! We have confirmed that the special event detected by the magic detector in the D area is the gathering of the chosen ones for a barbecue!"

A colleague came over and said to Gan Daosi in a panic.

Gan Daosi, who was resting, was a little confused.

Thanks to the magic power detector device on the chosen ones, the [Temple] Research Institute in Baiguang City can detect the actions of the chosen ones to a certain extent.

Even according to the fluctuation of magic power, some live images are synthesized.

This is also one of the main means used by White Light City to study the Chosen One.

"Gathering a crowd for a barbecue? What do you mean?"

In any case, Gan Daosi could not imagine the scene of the chosen ones grilling beside the evil god.

Could it be that they finally went crazy and started to act incomprehensibly evil gods?

The other party quickly took the report card, frowned and said:

"Although it is indeed a bit unbelievable, according to our information, it is indeed the case. There are about [-] God's Chosen. In a part of D area, after they blew themselves up, in the newly opened space, they cut off a large section of the evil god. Tentacles, then built a fire, and took out barbecue utensils such as plates, iron rods, etc., and then spent about an hour cooking the evil god's tentacles in a barbecue way."

Gan Dao Si couldn't help shuddering.

Omg it was horrible!

Before, he just held his tentacles and gnawed on them. Has the God's Chosen One developed to the level of directly cooking the evil god's tentacles?

That kind of thing, no matter how you think about it, you can't eat it, right?

"By the way, we also deciphered a few sentences, the conversation they had during the barbecue."

Gan Daosi hastily stretched out his hand:

"let me see."

The other party handed over the form.

On the form, the words of the players have been translated in the language of Cyberworld:

"Do you think the language test is difficult this time? I remember when I was in the college entrance examination."

"How many years did you take the college entrance examination?"

"I took the college entrance examination in 03."

"Envy, how did you do in the exam?"

"I didn't write the Chinese composition."

"Huh? Did you repeat it?"

"No, I'll pass the exam, and I'll recommend it."

"Grass mud horse."

(The second update, 2:7.24pm on July 10, will be put on the shelves on time. After it is put on the shelves, it will be updated with a minimum of [-] words every day. Please read the next chapter: Testimonials on the shelves)

Chapter 121 The Pit of Arathi

Wu Di is busy designing boss skills in his own territory.

Over there, Baiguang City has sent three or four waves of people:

"Lord Wu Di! Those God's Chosen Ones have started grilling the evil god's tentacles! What should we do? Have they been assimilated by the evil god?"

Wu Di was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the forum.

[Investigation on the taste of the evil god's tentacles, and the experiment on the best cooking method] - [Buddha's kindness shines on the world]

Clap clap clap.

He patted his belly and grinned.

Today's sand sculpture netizens are still very good.

Of course, you can't say that to the Baiguangcheng envoy in front of you.

Wu Di replied with serious eyes:

"Don't worry, I have spent 500 years of my life in a row, fighting against the tentacles of the evil god. As long as I am still here, as long as you have gold coins in Baiguang City, they will never be controlled by the evil god! I and You promise!"

Although the envoy of Baiguang City was still worried, he heard Lord Wu Di say so.

What else can he say?Lord Wu Di's 500-year lifespan was sent in.

This adds up to 1000 years before and after, and when rounded up, it is [-] million.

I was moved and cried.

When Wu Di thought that he could continue to design the skills and gameplay of the dungeon boss with peace of mind.

Not half a day later, another envoy from Baiguang City came and said with a panicked expression:

"Lord Wu Di! Something is wrong! Those God's Chosen Ones have had deep contact with the evil god's tentacles, more than [-] times! Could they have been controlled by the evil god's tentacles?"

so fast?

Wu Di glanced at the forum again.

The post on the map on the forum announced that the progress has reached two-thirds, and said that the target of this activity, the nodes of these tentacles, will be found soon.

Therefore, the players have increased the frequency of contact with the tentacles of the evil god.

To them, it's just a little game of mazes and memory.

It's even a bit boring to play too much.

Wu Di said again with deep eyes:

"Don't worry, everything is in my arrangement and plan, absolutely nothing will happen."

Hearing Lord Wu Di say this, although the other party looked worried, he still left.

the next day.

"Ah! Terrible! Great Lord Wu Di! The frequency of those chosen ones jumping and walking has increased by [-]%! Almost all the chosen ones tested are jumping and walking!"

Wu Di panicked, this is not normal.