Chapter 141 The Joy of Four Seasons Rice
It's already past eight o'clock in the evening.
Several roommates in the dormitory were recruiting new people in the city and were not busy fighting monsters and leveling up.
The Bikini Bottom team expanded to 200 people, but Li Defu was still not satisfied. He said to Su Xia who had just gotten out of bed, "Brother Su, do you know that the Four Seasons Rice team has more than 600 people? Money offensive is good, but unfortunately we don't have money."
Su Xia said calmly, "Don't worry, develop slowly."
"Alas, we can't be slow." Li Defu sighed, "My master just got into trouble. If I had the ability, I wouldn't have to watch him get into trouble."
Su Xia asked: "Your master?"
Li Defu said: "It's the masked man."
Su Xia: “…”
This guy actually still wanted to learn skills from him, so he shouldn't have talked to him at night.
The news about the masked man's death also spread among the player community.
After the masked man wreaked havoc in Coral City that night, many players felt that he might be one of the important NPCs involved in the future main storyline, and the subsequent manor events further proved this point.
But no one expected that he would die so suddenly.
On the game forum, someone posted: "Let me tell you, NPCs that don't appear in the game trailers won't last long. We still have to find a way to cling to those trailer NPCs, such as Commander Beifeng."
Under this post, many people agreed.
Li Defu lamented, "Brother Su, my master died in such a tragic way."
"Yeah, it's really... miserable..."
Su Xia didn't know what to say. Being beheaded with a sword was already a very comfortable way to die.
In this world, it is not easy for many people to die.
He changed the subject directly: "Let's not talk about this for now, I have something to talk to you about."
Li Defu asked: "What's the matter?"
"Go to the pharmacy and tell my master and fellow apprentices that I will be back late tonight and they don't need to leave the door open for me..."
Su Xia looked at the game screen on Li Defu's computer and thought about it seriously.
"Just say that I'm with you guys, and there's a lot going on."
"OK!"
Li Defu didn't ask anything and immediately controlled the character to run to the pharmacy.
Su Xia stood behind Li Defu.
It was quite novel to see the pharmacy from another perspective.
Since the configuration of Li Defu's computer is not very high, the picture is not that realistic.
On the screen, Dad, Hong Bafu and others feel like virtual characters, and dialog boxes will appear when they chat with Li Defu.
Of course, from the perspective of ordinary players, they are virtual.
"It's done, Brother Su, you can continue with your work!"
Li Defu quickly asked for leave for Su Xia.
Now in the dormitory, everything comes first with Su Xia.
Su Xia’s matter is a big deal!
So Li Defu didn't ask anything and let Su Xia go about her work without worry.
"Okay, keep developing, don't worry!"
Su Xia then returned to the bed, closed the curtains, activated the bracelet, and returned to the game.
In this short period of time, Chang Yu, Mo Zheng and others still failed to discuss the best solution.
Su Xia, who was previously controlled by the bracelet, had been in deep thought. Everyone thought he was thinking of a solution, so no one disturbed him.
After taking over the body again, Su Xia immediately said: "Everyone, I have a solution."
"What method?" Yuan Hua asked hurriedly.
"I have a special ability that allows me to distinguish between soldiers and refugees, but I need to distinguish them one by one, so it takes a long time. I may have to work all night."
This ability is naturally the character panel.
Mo Zheng and others had no objections.
Mo Zhan patted his chest and said, "One whole night is nothing. When I was in the Beifeng Organization, I didn't sleep for three days and two nights in order to avoid the reconnaissance team of Feijia City!"
The people in the North Wind Story Club also had no objection. As long as they could save the members of the resistance organization, it didn't matter how long it took.
Su Xia nodded and said, "Okay, let's set off immediately!"
Time is running out, so let’s not go see Zhao Si for now. Let that guy stay in the dark underground.
…
Nine o'clock in the evening.
A group of more than seventy refugees was moving slowly through the suburbs.
The journey was difficult. They avoided many patrol teams. After leaving the city, they did not dare to take the main road and did not even dare to approach the small town.
They only dared to walk in the weeds and bushes far away from the road. Many people's clothes were torn by the sharp bushes, and their legs were covered with bloodstains.
"Hold on, in a few hours we'll be able to enter the wilderness!"
"We can't let Master Mask's sacrifice be in vain!"
Before they escaped from the city, they heard the news of the masked man's death.
With great sorrow in their hearts, these refugees gritted their teeth and persisted, determined to move forward even though they were covered in wounds.
Too many people died under the rule of the mechanical race.
"We who are still alive need to shoulder more important tasks!"
The refugees linked arms and encouraged each other.
What these refugees didn't know was that there were three Coral City soldiers mixed in with them.
The three men also looked very thin, with sallow skin, sunken eye sockets, messy hair, and tattered clothes. They were no different from other refugees and did not arouse anyone's suspicion.
They looked at each other from time to time, communicating silently with their eyes.
As long as this mission can be successfully completed, they will receive unimaginably generous rewards, and the three of them can almost see such a bright future.
However, there were a pair of eyes in the sky watching them.
"It's a good disguise."
Su Xia picked out these three people through the "camp" and "personal description" on the character panel.
In the bushes below, Chang Yu, Mo Zheng and others were lying in ambush to prevent the three soldiers from escaping.
Now it seems that their ambush was unnecessary.
Those three guys don't even have psychic powers.
Once they are found, the refugees will be able to take care of them.
Su Xia seized the opportunity, controlled the metal, and descended from the sky in a black robe, landing in front of many refugees.
The refugees were startled and thought that the pursuers from Coral City were coming.
"who?"
They were extremely nervous, their bodies tensed up, ready to flee in all directions.
There is only one person on the other side, so as long as they disperse and run away, some of them will be able to escape.
At this time, Su Xia raised her head and reached out to lift the black hood on her head.
When they saw the complicated metal mask on his face, the refugees all exclaimed in unison, even the three fakes were shocked.
"Master Mask, are you still alive?"
The refugees should have been happy to see Su Xia, but at this moment the shock in their hearts overwhelmed their excitement.
The head has fallen to the ground, how can he still be alive?
The legendary methods of the gods are just like this.
Su Xia stretched out her hand and said calmly: "Don't panic, I'm not dead."
As Mr. Lu Xun said, some people are dead, but not completely dead.
No, Mr. Lu Xun didn’t seem to have said this…
Su Xia thought about it, put this behind her for the time being, and said seriously: "I came here just to do one thing."
"Master Mask, you... you are really not dead?"
"If I were dead, who would be standing in front of you now?"
"Your ghost?"
“…”
After years of war, the world's faith in science has long since collapsed.
Perhaps real life is too painful and people must have a spiritual sustenance. Many people who were displaced in the war began to believe in superstitious things.
Su Xia expressed his understanding of this.
The people in this world are pretty good.
On the other side of the earth, in the African and Latin American regions, all kinds of strange beliefs emerge one after another.
One refugee asked cautiously, "Master Mask, are you here to show us the way?"
"Well, let's pick out a few soldiers from Coral City."
"ah?"
The refugees were all startled and looked at each other in the moonlight.
There is an undercover agent among them?
Along the way, everyone encouraged each other, communicated frequently, and no one noticed anything abnormal.
The three soldiers were already a little panicked, their hearts were pounding, but they still tried to remain calm and pretended to be like the other refugees, looking at the people around them.
"Mr. Mask, are you sure you are right?" someone asked.
"Um."
Su Xia doesn't like nonsense, so he just starts to act after he finishes talking.
He waved his hand casually, and three sharp whistles instantly sounded in the wind.
Before the refugees could see anything clearly, the kneecaps of the three soldiers were shattered instantly and they fell down with screams.
“Ah——”
They were in great pain, holding their legs and wailing.
Just a moment ago, these three guys were still hoping for a lucky break.
Even if Su Xia really caught them, they planned to defend themselves and say that Su Xia had no evidence.
But what they didn't expect was that Su Xia had no intention of arguing at all!
Su Xia is not impatient, he just doesn't like to waste time. He is not a screenwriter of a domestic TV series, so it is impossible for him to spend half an episode on the Internet for a trivial matter.
"These three men belong to the 2nd Infantry Battalion of the 002nd Regiment of Coral City."
Su Xia walked forward and looked at the three people calmly.
Perhaps it was because his aura was too strong that the refugees around him did not dare to speak.
One of the soldiers still had a glimmer of hope and wanted to drag Su Xia into the argument. He hugged his legs and said painfully: "I... I'm not... I'm really not..."
"Bang!"
A heavy iron ingot suddenly fell from the sky and smashed his head into pieces like a watermelon.
The brain and blood splattered all over the ground in an instant, still warm.
This bloody scene shocked the refugees nearby.
At the same time, the other two soldiers also felt disheartened. They realized that it was useless to argue because the other side didn't give them any chance at all.
One of them immediately begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I'm still useful, I know the deployment of the Coral City camp..."
Hearing this, Su Xia smiled and said to the refugees around him: "Look, as long as the means are gentle enough and there is no need to argue, these guys will reveal their identities themselves."
Refugees: “…”
…
Coral City, underground.
Mercer was unaware of what was happening in the suburbs and was still quietly waiting for Subject No. 28 to wake up.
According to past experience, Subject 28 should have awakened two hours ago.
"What went wrong?"
Mercer, dressed in a well-fitting black tuxedo, stood in front of the culture tank with a new walking stick in his hand.
On the experimental instruments next to the culture tank, all the data were extremely normal.
In the jar, the life breath of subject No. 28 was also very stable.
There shouldn't be any problems.
At this moment, Yu Tuo was checking the personnel information of the Coral City management in another area, wondering whether he should arrange Sijidao to the position where Zhao Si once stood.
No matter what the result is, Sijidao will definitely be promoted next.
For Sijidao, today seemed to be the day when his luck finally began to turn good.
Because he finally succeeded in refining a first-level potion!
In a pharmacy near the office building, Sijidao held the bottle of medicine in his hand and looked at it again and again under the light.
"Evil Bubble, just wait, I will surpass you soon!"
When he thought of the humiliation he suffered last time, he gritted his teeth and held the potion bottle tightly, as if he was holding some peerless weapon.
In addition, today he also successfully won over a medium-sized gaming guild and got everyone in the guild to join his undead management department.
Good things happened to him one after another.
Sijidao is very happy now.
But soon, something happened that made him happier.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, he logged off and made two bags of instant noodles, then opened the forum and prepared to take a look around.
But before the noodles were ready, he suddenly received a system message.
[Player "Director of Mental Hospital" applies to add you as a friend]
