Civil Affairs Bureau special object

Relying on the ID that Qi A Zhifu imitated, Xie Douba walked unimpededly to the deepest single cell.

The iron railings in the cell can't play a role in blocking or covering. No matter if it's an orc or a sub-beast, as long as they are not too weak, they can hack these iron bars with bare hands.It is the gravity shackles on the wrists and ankles of the prisoners that really have the effect of confinement. They are imported from Gemini. Just press the button, and the gravity shackles will become several times to dozens of times heavier. The maximum gravity It can even break the limbs of beasts alive.

Jian Xifei sat quietly on the iron bed in the cell, the black and white prison clothes made his face paler, and even the short red hair became darker due to the lack of light.

He looked very bad, eyes closed and frowning.Xie Douba clenched his fists, glanced at the surveillance camera above his head out of the corner of his eye, and took a deep breath to force himself to relax.

Xie Douba knocked on the iron railing with his baton: "Ward round."

Jian Xifei moved his ears and opened his eyes.

It is a piece of dark gold, like a golden galaxy flowing in the dark universe.Under the penetrating gaze, Xie Douba's scalp was numb to his toes, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.The baton fell to the ground with a clang, and his body bent downward uncontrollably.

To say that the most seriously affected by the totem magnetic field is of course the completely berserker.

A pair of hands supported him in time to prevent him from actually kneeling on the ground.

Jian Xifei briefly disconnected his brain domain connection. Of course he discovered that the "new prison guard" was a little scorpion, and he also knew what kind of torment he was enduring now-it was an order from genes. Totem stations make believers kneel, Totem sits and the believer loses, especially for berserkers.

But now Jian Xifei is no better than before, he can no longer completely suppress his totem magnetic field, and the best case is to cover the entire prison.Fortunately, he inherited the memory of Emperor Ning Yu and knew how to deal with this situation. He used Xie Douba's body to block the camera, cut his fingertips quietly, and drew a moiré pattern on the palm of his hand with blood.

Xie Douba took a sharp breath, until now his breath came back, fresh air poured into his lungs, as if reborn.

He looked at Jian Xifei with fear: "Boss, you are really...really, I can't tell, but you are very imposing."

Jian Xifei nodded shallowly. In fact, if he would suffocate without bowing down like this, he would be a completely berserk warrior. will be able to offset.

To this day, he still has no intention of creating fanatical believers on a large scale, using genes and instincts to coerce those fighters.But the guy who hurt his beloved beast must pay the price.

"What are you doing here?" Jian Xifei asked.

Xie Douba suddenly realized that he tapped his head, approached and said in a low voice, "We plan to rescue you."

"No need," Jian Xifei shook his head, "No one can stop me from going out of this place."

This is true. His totem magnetic field has been covering the entire prison. In fact, what Director Foer and others have never known is that his magnetic field can also affect sub-orcs, but the effect is much lower than that of orcs.But even if it is much lower, when he is fully released, it is enough to make anyone in the magnetic field unable to think of harming him.

So gravity shackles?It's just a joke.

Jian Xifei said: "How many people do you have? So many? That's it, I understand. Then do as I said, two days later..."

Ever since there was an extra crankshaft display screen in the card pool, Baihu moved from his own grid to that blank area.

The crankshaft display is devoid of remotes and buttons, and can only show what it wants to show - which is the 8x8 battlefield outside.So the crank screen is not always on, but as long as it is on, Baihu will always pay attention to it immediately.

The Immortal Takenaka exited the stage screaming, the robbery mouse was killed by a cat demon, and the white blood cell spirit was abducted by the opponent's red blood cell spirit... The results of winning are the same, and the ways of losing are different.

Originally, Baihu thought that his master was just a little unfamiliar with formations, but after watching dozens of games, he found out that he just doesn't know how to play at all!In the end, he was angry and refused to look at the fiasco on the display screen, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes on that attractive face.

Why is the master so beautiful?

Baihu began to think.

The difference between living things and non-living things lies in the need for survival, safety, dignity and love, etc., and aesthetics is unique to advanced living things.In fact, as a card, he should have no aesthetics.

However, Baihu still didn't think he was anything else, he just pawed at the face on the screen of the crankshaft, thinking in a daze: I may be a different card, my [wisdom] value is about A hidden bonus item.

He thought about how to use this bonus item, and firmly believed that he should have a hidden skill. This is the purpose of the planners to design their own high intelligence value. If the master can develop and use me well, maybe he doesn’t need it. lose every time...

A miserable cry interrupted Baihu's thinking, it was the voice of the master.

His sharp ice-blue ~ cat eyes instantly shrunk into needlepoints, and he suddenly looked up at the crank screen, and the scene on the screen was shocking.

I saw that the owner's bad hand was knocked out by the opponent again, and there were still three assault cards and one healing card in the opposite player's camp.

It is clear that you will lose.But the problem is——

It stands to reason that when all the player's cards are killed and his blood volume is 1, the game will automatically be judged as a loser, and then the holographic battlefield will pop up, and he will go offline to rest or proceed to the next match.

But now, the owner's blood volume is obviously already 1, but the system seems to be broken, and he is indifferent.This led to the opponent's three strong attack cards still desperately pouring terrible attacks on the players!

Holographic games connect sensory nerves.

The owner was obviously in severe pain. He fell into the 8x8 battlefield and couldn't get up. His whole body was shaking, and blood poured out of his body from various wounds like money.On the other side of him, that player might be hanging up, or he didn't care about humanitarianism at all, just smiling and watching his opponent being abused.

Baihu's eyes turned red in an instant. He roared angrily, and slapped the nasty player on the screen with his paws, even trying to catch his dying master with his paws.

However, it was useless, the display screen of the crankshaft was scratched and cracked, until the last burst of snowflakes was completely destroyed by the white tiger.

The disappearance of the display screen does not mean that the abuse will stop, on the contrary, imagination will increase the severity of the matter.Baihu imagined that his master was cut by wind blades and scorched by fire in a place he couldn't see, and his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

He anxiously walked back and forth throughout the Kachi, jumped up and hit the ceiling, trying to scratch the wall away with his claws.

For the first time in his life, Bai Hu gave birth to the resentment of "Why am I just a card!": I am just a card, so I can only leave this damn card pool when I am summoned. I can only watch him being beaten and bullied here... I am not reconciled!Not reconciled! !

"There is a response!" Zun Chuyou shouted in the three-person network in surprise.

The pampered man rolled his eyes, and said with a mysterious smile to Jian Xifei who was lying on the ground with the corpse: "I have a good idea."

Jian Xifei: ...Why do you have a bad premonition?

The White Tiger was summoned as the only backup card.

He almost couldn't wait to rush out of the white light, firmly blocked the weak-breathing master with his majestic body, and cast a hateful look at the four cards on the opposite side.

After the spare card is summoned, it will automatically get the initiative in the first round, so the white tiger is waiting for the master to give an order, whether it is a normal attack or a big move-he doesn't care, even if he is destined to die with one enemy five, he also wants to Delay for a while, let those damn planners find out that there is a bug here, or at least help the master kill an assailant.

As for myself?It doesn't matter if the card dies, it's just a reusable item anyway.

"Zongtong..." The master's weak voice sounded behind him.

Baihu turned his head sharply, looked left and right, and made sure that the master was calling him.But what is "Zongtong", is it the name the master gave himself?

Baihu was suddenly a little inappropriately happy - you must know that only the most powerful SSS card will have the chance to be renamed by the owner, and he is just an S card.

"There's a bug," the master gasped, "You can't beat them, go, take me away."

Sure enough, it is a bug, but it is inevitable to beat it.But what does it mean to take the master away?

Baihu tilted his head in doubt.

"I used forced logout, but I didn't have the strength to walk to the logout exit. You carry me out."

Following the master's words, a golden door appeared outside the 8x8 battle board, and the words "Deng" and "Exit" were exaggeratedly written on the door.Jian Xifei covered his face with his bloody hair, the only way to cover up his embarrassment - such a fake scene, I don't know if it can fool Da Mao.

The pampering plan is to let Zongtong himself have the idea of ​​​​"I don't want to make game data", so leaving the game rule area, that is, the fixed card pool and battle board is a very important move.

Zongtong must firmly believe that he can go out and step out by himself, then the concept that he is an object will be shaken, because he has broken the rules.

Bai Hu turned his head to look at Deng's exit in a daze, his big eyes filled with even greater doubts.

Through his bloody hair, Jian Xifei could feel his accusation against himself: Is there something wrong with your brain, silly master?The exit is outside the battle board, how can I get out?Not to mention this, only one character can stand in a grid, how can I realize the paradox of "carrying you"?

But Jian Xifei didn't care.

He made up his mind to be a rascal, his chest barely rose and fell limply, the blood flowed more joyously, and it spread to the white tiger's feet in a short while.The blood-red liquid blurred the boundaries between the grids, and even stained the white tiger's claws along the fibers, like the devil who seduced him.

Look, blood can span several grids, why can't you?

If you don't go there, he will die.

He is dying?

No, no - I can't! !

The obsession with Jian Xifei, who had saved Zongtong countless times, once again played a driving role at this moment. He only saw the dying man in his eyes, and all thinking and reason were left behind. The white tiger roared up to the sky, He rushed forward to pick up the fallen master, and rushed to the golden gate without looking back.

Then, he rushed out.