I do whatever I want when time stops

"It was detected that the dungeon [Death Runway] was threatened by a strong external force, which interfered with the normal progress of the dungeon. The dungeon was temporarily interrupted and the live broadcast room was closed. Please dungeon players play the game seriously and troubleshoot."

"Damn it!" Little cutie Duoduo hid under her own protective umbrella, and when she heard the system prompt, tears fell first, "Damn the cock crowing for thousands of miles, I am actually going to be killed by him?"

The umbrella in her hand was crumbling.

I'm afraid that in a few minutes, I will be crushed to pieces by this hurricane.

She still couldn't escape.

No matter how fast a person speeds up, how can he pass the wind so fast?

She has only one way left to go.

"The cock crows for thousands of miles, I'll fuck your mother!" Little cutie Duoduo no longer had the tenderness and cuteness she pretended to be in front of the camera before, and the fear of death made her become speechless.

Not to mention that the live broadcast room is closed now, even if it is not closed, who can maintain demeanor in the face of life and death?

The fifth supply office.

"What happened to the system, suddenly the copy was interrupted?"

"Did those players in front do something? Look, what is that!"

"No, it's a hurricane."

"Run."

The last batch of players who were resting in the supply office just ate a biscuit and drank some water. When they looked up, they saw a huge hurricane coming towards them not far away.

Wherever the hurricane goes, sand and rocks fly, which can be called the king of destruction.

These players were immediately pale.

This is no longer a level that can be resisted with props.Even if they practice in the dungeon for another three to five years, there is nothing they can do about such a situation.

With so powerful modern technology and so much manpower and material resources, they are still powerless in the face of such natural disasters, let alone flesh and blood?

They thought that they avoided the disputes of those big bosses, and just hid behind and passed slowly. Besides, there was a player beside them who had withdrawn from the team of Gu Songru and Ji Mingqianli, and he had already led them to find out. After breaking the rules of the dungeon, seeing that they can get through this dungeon safely, what's going on?

The player with wings tried to fly to the sky to check, but his wings were blown by the strong wind when he was flapping, and there was a "click", and everyone heard the sound of fractures.

"Ah—" The player with wings fell down, but he didn't have time to lament his completely useless wing props, but ran away.

"This is a hurricane created by a red-level prop, why don't you run away?"

"Fuck, how come there are red-level props in the yellow-level dungeon?"

"Why doesn't the system restrict these powerful props from entering low-level dungeons?"

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to die here."

"Damn it, I haven't had a girlfriend yet, I don't want to die."

The players started to run hard, but they obviously ran with all their strength, but they still heard the sound of the hurricane approaching.

There seemed to be wind in my ears.

It was the sound of death.

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The system notification sounded at this time, and Gu Songru's face changed completely.

"Fuck, the system should be shameless?" Gu Songru never imagined that the system could be so shameless?Now the dungeon is forcibly interrupted due to the red-level props. The game doesn't want to troubleshoot, but pushes all the problems to the players.

This means that if the fault cannot be eliminated, they basically have to stay in this instance, waiting for others to save them or they use props to leave, or die in the instance directly?

Lu Pingsha has already walked to Gu Songru's side, "It's an interesting thing to meet the dungeon interruption."

Maybe it's really a bad luck in my own life.

There is no normal time when I play games by myself, no matter what kind of problems I can meet.Before, it was just a dungeon mutation, but now, the game was interrupted.Then if I play a few more dungeons in the future, what can this game do for me?

Lu Pingsha began to look forward to it.

"Mr. Lu, why did you come down?" Gu Songru narrowed his eyes, and hurriedly walked towards Lu Pingsha, "I didn't expect that the cock crowing thousands of miles would be so desperate."

The red-level item in front of him does not distinguish between enemy and friend. If you want to use it, you must at least have an equally powerful item on your body.But it's a pity that the current Ji Mingqianli may not be able to think about these issues.

"The rooster seems to have lost its sanity, probably because of the mutated mouse."

At this moment, the rooster crowed thousands of miles away, and the eyes seemed to have completely lost their focus. The whole person suddenly lay flat on the ground, and his body was still twitching unconsciously.

In the beginning, he was bitten and poisoned by the mutated rat. If he didn't move around casually, but detoxified or rested on the spot, he might be able to hold on for a while.But Ji Mingqianli thinks highly of himself, after being bitten by a mutated mouse, he simply stopped the bleeding, and then threw himself into the fight with Gu Songru, the toxin began to circulate throughout his body along with his movement, and he ended up in this fate.

From the looks of it, I'm afraid he will die soon.

How ridiculous.

The cock crowing thousands of miles did not die in the hands of Gu Songru, nor did it die in the hands of Lu Pingsha, but died in the hands of such a small mutant mouse, how ridiculous?

Even for extremely powerful players, as long as they take a wrong step in the game and underestimate one or two gadgets, they will end up like this.

I don't know how many big guys who watched the live broadcast sighed silently after the live broadcast was interrupted.

They have been able to guess the ending of the chicken crowing thousands of miles.

This is the important reason why they tirelessly chased Yan Pu to ask about the lord's contract!

Others looked at them as top players, with countless powerful props in their hands, and sufficient dungeon experience.Little did they know, the more they wandered around in the game, the more frightened they became.

The more you have, the more you fear losing.

There will always be something new in front of them in the copy of the game, and there will always be one or two familiar people around them who lose their lives due to momentary carelessness or panic.

Unless they make a contract with the lord, they will sink into this kind of game for the rest of their lives, and they will never know if they will die in the next instance!

You still have to force Yan Pucai.

Yan Pu stopped writing, a bunch of fan quotes had already been recorded in the notebook.

Well, it should be useful to open a trumpet in the future.

I've been a bit in the limelight recently, and playing a trumpet can calm those guys down a bit.

As for Lu Pingsha, he was not worried.

It would be too funny for a guy who can make him feel weird to die because of this dungeon.

This is not a black comedy novel.

As soon as the dungeon was interrupted, the system no longer intervened, and Yan Pu's time immediately returned to normal.

"Minister, your milk tea." The secretary put down the milk tea, saw Yan Pu put the book full of several pages into the drawer, thought that he had made a mistake.

When he brought in the milk tea just now, did the minister have a notebook in his hand?

Once the dungeon has passed the safety period, the difficulty will rise in a straight line, and the test is the player's judgment.Those who hesitate, no matter how high their level is, may die in this dungeon.

"The hurricane has already begun to destroy the mountain road. On the contrary, this place is in the eye of the storm, so it is relatively safe." Lu Pingsha pointed to the outside, and replied to Gu Songru, "Fleeing outside is a dead end, what is going on with you?" ?”

Hurricanes are already destroying the mountain.

Even though the naked eye couldn't see it directly because of the hurricane, the ears could still hear the sound of landslides and ground cracks.

[Death Runway] In the dungeon, the runway is directly destroyed, so the game cannot continue.Therefore, the interruption of the copy can also be regarded as a matter of course.

Now they are relatively safe in the eye of the wind, but the safety is also very limited.

"No wonder top players almost never go to low-level dungeons." Gu Songru had obvious remorse on his face, "They will only have more red-level props, and going to low-level dungeons will easily destroy the balance of the dungeon itself. If you know Ming Qianli has something like this on him, I just need to get rid of him as soon as possible."

Thousands of dollars are hard to buy. I knew it earlier.

Red-level props are rare, and those with such powerful attack power are even rarer. At the current level of Ji Mingqianli, it is impossible to obtain such precious props from the dungeon. It can only be said that the people behind him are stumbling for the time audit. Also don't look old.

"Mr. Lu, we are finished now." Gu Songru said helplessly, "Red-level props are very immune to low-level props. Unless we have props that are out of dungeons, or have supernatural props to guarantee our souls After getting out of the body, I can survive the trial of the game. If you are lucky, you will become a cat like Miss Fang Ning, and if you are not lucky, you will probably be so disillusioned."

"Now is not the time to say such depressing words." Lu Pingsha patted Gu Songru on the shoulder, pulling him out of his remorse, "Actually, it's not impossible."

"Teacher Lu, do you have a solution?" Gu Songru was really pleasantly surprised, "Do you also have red-level props on you?"

Yes, there are, and there are two more, but they are not things that can solve the current predicament.

"Cough, I have another way. The chicken crowing thousands of miles seems to stop moving suddenly, can you see if he is dead?" Lu Pingsha pointed.

Gu Songru was about to go to investigate, when he saw that the place where Ji Mingqianli was lying was blown by the hurricane, and even Jiming Qianli was sucked into the air, and his body was stirred back and forth.

"Drag him down!" Lu Pingsha said hastily.

"But he probably won't survive." Gu Songru turned his head to Lu Pingsha and said, "Teacher Lu, now is not the time to be merciful."

"It's only useful because he can't survive." Lu Pingsha shouted.

"Row."

Gu Songru still decided to trust Lu Pingsha once, and used the highest-level prop on his body to forcefully drag the rooster from the hurricane.

It's just that the rescued Ji Mingqianli was completely silent, and his legs had almost disappeared.

Maybe it was a good thing that he lost his sanity after being poisoned, at least his death was not so painful.

Although he is an enemy, Gu Songru is not at all happy when he looks at the other party at this moment, but instead feels a sense of sadness.

In a few minutes, maybe he and Mr. Lu will also die under the hurricane.

"There's no time." Lu Pingsha approached Gu Songru while slowly taking out the things he had prepared in advance in his pocket in another dimension.

One hundred catties of cinnabar, two hundred catties of mercury, three hundred catties of glutinous rice, and ten mice killed by cats.

Packs of things were like garbage, and Lu Pingsha took them out of this small pocket.

Gu Songru was a little dumbfounded.

Space props?

No, that's not right, the space props he saw had a limit on how many props they could hold. Generally, it would be good if they could hold a small prop. Teacher Lu's packs could directly fill a room.

Wait, why are there dead mice?

There are still a bunch of mutated dead mice around now!

Lu Pingsha has no time to explain.

Fuck, there are too many things, he can only move slowly.

The extra-dimensional pocket can only allow him to hold countless things, but it can't allow him to take out the things in it with a single thought like the one written in Xiuxian's novels, but he still needs to take it out manually.

"Move the cock-crowding corpse to the center, move fast!" Lu Pingsha shouted.

"it is good."

Although I don't know what Teacher Lu is going to do, but now he is a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Gu Songru silently said sorry in his heart, then took Ji Mingqianli's arm and dragged him to the middle of the eye of the wind.

The eye of the storm is constantly shrinking.

"Stay close to me." General Lu Pingsha ordered, "If you have any props that can be used for temporary defense, don't feel bad when you take them out. By the way, let's see if there are any props on Ji Mingqianli that can be used It's all used up."

Lu Pingsha didn't have any defensive props on him, so he might have to buy some after he went out.

"Okay." Gu Songru seems to have nothing else to say besides this word.

He first found out his own props, which could have defensive functions, and threw them all out without money.

Then he touched Ji Mingqianli's body all over again, and finally took out a few things that looked like small umbrellas from his arms, and his face finally turned from cloudy to sunny.

"Great, it's a green-level prop [Umbrella]."

The umbrella, from an unknown umbrella manufacturing company, weighs fifty catties.After opening it, the player can hide under the umbrella to resist external attacks. The time limit is half an hour, and it will be invalid immediately after leaving the range of the umbrella.

"This umbrella can protect us for half an hour." Gu Songru said joyfully, "Jiming Qianli has three umbrellas on him, and it can buy us an hour and a half."

Gu Songru couldn't wait to open the little umbrella.

The small umbrella that was originally the size of a palm turned into a huge steel umbrella in an instant, sheltering the player in the shadows. The player can only support it with all his strength, and cannot move at all.

[Umbrella] The more outstanding the ability, the more obvious its disadvantages.

It has no way at all to keep the player moving normally.

But it really works, the surrounding hurricane is almost approaching, if it is not for this umbrella, they will now end up in the same end as chickens crowing thousands of miles.

jump.

One of the umbrella ribs supporting the umbrella surface was directly broken.

The umbrella wobbled a bit.

Gu Songru had to squat down slightly, lower her center of gravity, and try to hold the umbrella handle to make it stand upright.

Bouncing bouncing -- the umbrella ribs began to break one by one.

"Oops, the [Umbrella] level is too low, it can't last for half an hour, it can last for 3 minutes at most." Gu Songru was in despair. He thought there was hope, but he didn't expect that hope was like a candle in the wind. As soon as it blows, the flame will be extinguished.

Gu Songru turned to look at Lu Pingsha, but saw that Lu Pingsha was still trying to move something from his pocket.

"Use the next one!" Lu Ping said without raising his head.

He's done moving.

Lu Pingsha took out a tube of blood from another dimension pocket, and put it on the ground as well.

Then came the body of the white wolf, and the completely dead ghost.

He gritted his teeth, moved toward the hardest part of his head, grabbed a handful of hair, and began to yank desperately.

"Lu... Teacher Lu, you..."

Gu Songru was dumbfounded.

Is Mr. Lu driven crazy by this situation?

"Fuck, why are there only ten?" Lu Pingsha saw the hair he had successfully torn off, and greeted the countless ancestors of the system in his heart.

The strength is used up.

Lu Pingsha threw away the obviously illegal hair and could only continue to pull it.

If you don't want to be bald, you need to work harder this time.

Gu Songru was completely speechless.

Teacher Lu, I'm afraid I'm really crazy.

Although such a year came to mind, Gu Songru still opened the next [protective umbrella] without stopping.

He doesn't want to die.

He really doesn't want to die!

"Okay." Lu Pingsha put in all his strength this time, and there was still an obvious small piece of scalp at the root of his hair.

Condition has been met.

Lu Pingsha directly clicked on his own game interface, and took out the ten [times] he had obtained before.

Personal [time], the appearance is very surprising.

It is nothing more than sand contained in a crystal clear hourglass of time.

Ten grains of sand are ten [times].

"[Time]?" Gu Songru realized later, and finally realized what Lu Pingsha wanted to do, "Mr. Lu, don't you want to use the [Ritual]? Could it be that what you just did was to activate the [Ritual]?" The time it takes? Great, we're saved!"

At this time, Gu Songru no longer cared about why Lu Pingsha had a [ceremony]?Not to mention, what does it mean that not only red-level props appear in a mere yellow-level dungeon, but also [ceremony], which is so rare that it almost only appears in legends, also appears.

He only knows that something that can fight red-level props and save his life is a good thing.

Not to mention [ceremony], even if he is asked to make a deal with the god of death now, he will be willing.

"Player; hash sign uppercase English letter FG random 5 special symbols... Fuck, what is this?" Lu Pingsha scratched his head anxiously, unable to pronounce it.

There is a word in the middle of the note that is blurred, I can't read it clearly.

He couldn't remember too well.

There is no way, before in the game, he didn't need to read his name at all, and he didn't know if his name was right outside the game!

Damn, this crappy name really tricked him.

"Mr. Lu, you..."

"I can't remember my player's nickname." Lu Pingsha vomited blood angrily, "The one in the middle seems to be ￥, how do you pronounce this symbol? Quick, I have to activate [Recovery Ritual] to read out my own player Nick name."

Lu Pingsha took out a note with his player's nickname on it, pointed to one of the symbols and asked.

Gu Songru narrowed his eyes slightly to see clearly the words on the note.

How could someone not even remember their player nickname?

[#FGran 5xT; VR hand k.／;p[]

Gu Songru: I'll go, careless!

The symbol in the middle is a bit unclear.

"It seems to be a RMB symbol. I remember that I can say yen."

"That's right, that's it." Lu Pingsha nodded, stumbling and continuing to read his name, it's a damn game, every time he reads his name, it is transmitted directly to his brain, and he doesn't know how to pronounce it at all.

From the time he got this [ceremony] to prepare, to the official use now, the whole process only took three or four days.

How could he have thought that he would use [Ritual] in the yellow level dungeon three or four days ago?

To be able to start the [Ritual] so quickly is at such a critical moment.

It was me who had too good a forecast of my own luck.

Lu Pingsha is not a god, but an ordinary person. It is impossible to say that he is not nervous when he encounters such a life-and-death crisis, but he is afraid that Gu Songru will be more nervous and has to suppress it forcibly.

"Player [numeral letter uppercase FG messy 5yen uppercase T semicolon uppercase VR hand lowercase k dot slash spacer lowercase p what...]" Halfway through, Lu Pingsha got stuck again.

Ah ah ah he knows this symbol, he often uses it when writing novels, what is its name?

Brackets?

Square brackets?

It seems to be all.

Lu Pingsha wished he could go back to the beginning, and strangled to death the idea of ​​using his face to get a nickname.

In the early stage, he was so thankful that the name was hard to remember, but now he is so depressed that his name is hard to remember.

This is so difficult.

Bouncing bouncing.

The second [Umbrella] was also announced to have failed.

The sound of the hurricane has already begun to echo in my ears.

"Teacher Lu, don't worry, there are still 3 minutes!" Gu Songru also knew that there was no need to rush, even though he was sweating profusely now, he still couldn't show that it was 01:30.

Mr. Lu must be under more psychological pressure than anyone else. If he insists on urging now, he will only make mistakes faster.

He decisively replaced the last rib of the umbrella in his hand with a new one at the fastest speed before it broke.

Otherwise, as long as there is a gap of one second, it may be blown away by the wind.

There must be no fluke in the slightest.

"Don't worry, I'll do it again." Lu Pingsha took a deep breath, trying not to shake his hands.

He needs to be calm.

You must not die here for such a ridiculous reason as not being able to pronounce your own name.Otherwise, even if he goes to hell after death, he will not be safe.

Isn't it just starting a [ceremony]?

He can!

The whistling of the hurricane, the cracking of the umbrella ribs, and even Gu Songru's seemingly ordinary but actually betrayed by the fast beating heartbeat, all mixed together, forming a desperate and suffocating atmosphere.

But soon, these voices seemed to be inaudible again.

The only sound in my ears was the powerful whistling of the hurricane.

It hurts.

My ears really hurt!

What is Gu Songru talking about?He couldn't hear well.

Only the last two ribs remain.

Gu Songru saw that Lu Pingsha's ears were already bleeding, and he could no longer hear anything.

His ears probably weren't doing much better either.

Standing at the eye of the wind, it was only a little slower than their death.

Can not be done.

He doesn't want to die yet.

"Teacher Lu, you have to work hard!"

Gu Songru didn't know if Lu Pingsha could hear what he yelled, but he still tried his best to say his last sentence.

collapse.

Only the last umbrella bone remains.

Gu Songru also almost lost his strength, and his body fell sideways along with the handle of the umbrella.

Almost half of his body was blown into the air.The whole person is holding the umbrella handle, showing a tendency to stand upside down.

But he still worked very hard, tilting the umbrella towards Lu Pingsha.

"The player [the number letter uppercase FG messy 5yen uppercase T semicolon uppercase VR hand lowercase k dot slash spacer lowercase p square bracket first half] applied to start the [Recovery Ceremony]."

Smooth words spit out from Lu Pingsha's mouth in one breath.

Ok?

Is it wrong again?

Lu Pingsha closed his eyes.

If he is going to die, please let him die quickly and not be so painful.

"It has been detected that the five conditions of [Recovery Ritual] have all been met, and the system will start deducting the items required for the ceremony."

"Mercury and cinnabar have been deducted."

"The mouse has been deducted."

……

"Personal [time] has been deducted."

In the hourglass placed on the ground, ten grains of sand suddenly dissipated.

There are golden ripples floating in the air, rippling away circle after circle.

"[Recovery Ritual].

open. "

The author has something to say: ps: Despair, the umbrella is the shielded word TAT.

PPS: As I mentioned earlier, the sound of the system is different for everyone, and it is not in Chinese. It is directly transmitted to your brain and let your ears "hear". You can directly understand what it says, I wrote it for the convenience of understanding.Therefore, Lu Pingsha's nickname method was not properly demonstrated in the early stage, and this must be explained.

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Gu Songru: Ah ah ah ah ah why doesn't Teacher Lu pronounce his name?

Lu Pingsha: What the hell... I don't miss it?It's all the author's fault!

Author: Come on, how do you pronounce Lu Pingsha's name, do you remember it?

Reader: Remember ghosts?

Yan Pu: I suddenly felt that the name [Sun Moon Low Eyebrow] is not poignant~ Is that what he said?

Author: Very good, there is an inner taste!