Players Please Respect Yourself

Of course Wang Hao understands the pissing nature of players, he himself is an avid player.

If these guys are allowed to mess around, it will be endless.

wind!

get up!

The endless gusts of wind hung gravel and hit the soft carapaces of these crayfish, making a crackling sound.

Wang Hao is sitting on a big rock in the wasteland, and the player didn't notice him at first. As he stood up slowly, a surging and terrifying coercion swayed from him.

Like an ignorant tourist, he went to Jurassic Park and strayed into the cage of the Tyrannosaurus rex.

Ah! Some players screamed on the spot.

The coercion standing at the top of the food chain firmly suppressed nearly a hundred crayfish people, making them unable to move.

Is this the opening animation? Some players whispered.

The jet-black armor is majestic and majestic. The barbs on the shoulder armor are cold and cruel. There is a little dark red floating on it, and the faint smell of blood rushing towards them stimulates the nerves of every player. Because of the relationship between height and standing position, They had to look up to this 'giant'.

A thunderous male voice sounded: You have answered my call, obeyed the creed of the sea, and gathered under my command, Jason Momoa. Now, it is time to swear your loyalty to your master. Only in this way can you You will receive my mercy and rich rewards!

At this moment, Wang Hao is not fighting alone!

He felt that his face was bathed in golden light, and countless Oscar statuettes were constantly surrounding him.

His armor, which exudes a pure terror, makes the players unaware.

His cracked lips were hidden under the full-face helmet, and his eyes, which had already become a little dull, became eyes like lightning under the cover of the evil aura of the devil's helmet.

What's more, in order to cover up the weakness of the armor, he stuffed the head of a moray eel full of fangs into the opening of the left chest, which looked extremely hideous.

With the bgm dedicated to the big devil's appearance, the players are stunned as soon as he appears.

At this time, sniper No. 11 changed to a deep male voice, and began to read someone's script, introducing the 'plot'. The sound rumbled in the strong wind, shaking the heartstrings of every player.

Jason Momoa, a descendant of the great Sea King, was conspired by the enemy and was exiled to this cruel and desolate [Land Abandoned by God]. No one knows how difficult and dangerous the road ahead will be. You only know that you and the great master have long We breathe together, we share fate! Only by being united, even by unscrupulous means, can we survive in this land full of killing and death.

Accompanied by the sky full of yellow sand and the desolate desert scenery, the last note of this very epic narration falls. Wang Hao straightened his back and tried his best to conceal the fluctuations in his heart.

Whether it can trap players is all in one fell swoop.

If these players don't swear an oath of allegiance, he will be ashamed and humiliated, and the leek harvesting plan will be calculated separately. So he ruthlessly raised his arms in a V shape, like a magic stick, waiting for the first player to take the oath.

This is a trap. Only when the player swears an oath to him can he have a meal (reach a magic contract), ah bah, it is to harvest the spiritual energy released by the player.

Of course, he believed even more that the name on his head at the moment by his little trick was the orange name.

In the player's habits, the gray-named npc is a scumbag, the green-named npc is a toolman, the blue-named npc can have a try, and the purple-named boss must lick it.

From the very beginning, it was the legendary orange name, even if Wang Hao deliberately added the state of (severely injured and weak) to his name, it was enough to turn all the players present into licking dogs.

However, there will never be a shortage of barbers in this world.

A crayfish jumped out, and he raised his short hand: I, I, I! I want to challenge you

Wang Hao saw that the crayfish man had a strange name [God of Tulip] on his head!

He fell silent.

Obviously he just didn't make a sound, but the breath spreading from his body made the players panic instinctively.

This game is amazing.

I'm really scared!

The player muttered softly.

Here, the God of Tulip suddenly got a little scared. Of course he knew that according to the routine of the Western Fantasy game, he should bow down. But the players of the Celestial Dynasty are so disgusting, how could they casually serve an npc, even if he has an orange name.

Try... it shouldn't break the law!

He clenched his small fist and swung it arrogantly. Then, he saw a black combat boot zooming in at high speed in his sight.

Fuck! Wait!

Not many people noticed that when Jason Momoa stepped on the ground like lightning, his name changed to [God of Tulip (Jun Muqi)] at the last moment.

Eating melons and shrimps only saw a lot of red mosaics popping out.

Looking at the splattered lobster meat, a player named 【Yunwei】had an idea and played a strange bgm: Deng↗↗↗↗↗↗↗↗↑...

This is the dubbing of the barbecue in the game Monster Violence. Listening to the music, everyone seemed to smell the scent of crayfish, and they were shocked to find that they were... hungry!

Damn, what the hell game.

It's so realistic!

Wang Hao's sharp eyes swept across the audience: Who else?

There are masters and masters in the world.

Seeing this scene, the player [黑之夜の黑] was so excited that he was even a little helpless. He raised his short hands high and shouted loudly: [黑之夜の黑] to the great ocean Master Momoa swears allegiance!

With the first, there is the second, the 98th.

A group of players thought it was a cutscene, and suddenly shouted similar content in disorder.

Wang Hao was very satisfied, the first leek field was harvested successfully.

System prompt: [Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the allegiance of 98 low-level sailor crayfish, your upper limit of mental power has increased, and your current status is 98/98. 】

Well, not bad not bad!

Wang Hao's heart was filled with joy.

As for the aftermath work, it is definitely necessary.

Surrounding Mr. Mosaic who was trampled into a mosaic, the players have already started complaining.

The next step is to run the corpse?

Brother Xinchun resurrected in place?

Hello? Is that little brother still alive?

Could it be eaten by my boss along the network cable?

It has to be said that players have big brains.

If he hadn't wanted to maintain his image as a boss, Wang Hao would have laughed before saying anything.

System prompt: [May the host be willing to revive your alternate servant Level 1 crayfish (Jun Muqi). Yes, resurrection requires 5 points of mental power. 】

Wang Hao chose 'Yes'!

Others only saw Jason's powerful arm wave, and a jet of azure water appeared out of thin air, pouring on Jun Muqi's dead (pseudo) lobster carcass.

A miracle happened!

Turning into a mosaic shrimp, a burst of blue light flashed, and it quickly returned to its original appearance in a few clicks.

This is just physical restoration.

Wang Hao clearly saw that when his spiritual power was transformed into magic power and he was performing the resurrection ceremony, a part of a white light group representing Jun Muqi's consciousness was separated and sucked away by Wang Hao——

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