First came the clean six-to-zero score of Meteor Saber, and then the no-limit six-to-zero score of the Ghost Service Corps. The audience's appetite has been raised to an unprecedented height - if the next team can't play a game that goes beyond human limits, you

I'm sorry for the latest chapter of the audience. So the third group came on stage, which were the two teams that competed in the last round of the competition that day. They were defeated.

It was clearly evenly matched, and the score was 7 to 4, but it still didn't win the approval of the audience. In the final team match, fourteen people fought on the screen, and as a result, the audience was discussing whether to form a team and build an alt to watch Flowers in the Mirror.

Looking at that magical hot land, maybe the agent's policy has a weird tilt towards that server, so it has cultivated a lot of weird people, and the players' teams are studying in private. What if they meet the ghost server corps?

What to do? Most of the conclusions drawn are... rub, you won’t memorize it so little, right?

When the first day of the cross-server PK competition came to an end, the lower right corner of most players' computers displayed 22:00 Beijing time, of course, a few children living abroad were not excluded.

The cross-server arena is closed, and spectators and players are forced to return to their own servers. They truly go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

The seven-member team stood at the entrance of the Mirror Flower and Water Moon Arena, discussing the next activities.

Madman: "What are you doing now? Go offline and sleep?"

2B: "Are you able to sleep?"

Your uncle: "A little excited, hehe..."

Xueniu: "My roommate and my husband have moved out, and it doesn't matter what time I play the game."

438: "I'll spend the night at the Internet cafe today, no pressure."

Fang Zheng: "I said, we seem to have a hot topic on the forum..."

Polly: "Disband on the spot and go out to read the post."

Crazy&2B&438&Xueniu&Uncle&Fang Zheng: “Do you have to gossip in such a serious tone!”

five minutes later

Your uncle: "How can I be insignificant! This is definitely low-level black!"

Crazy guy: "Fuck, I just have money and love to make equipment, it's none of your business!"

438: "Ugh, they said 007 is a RMB baby, and they killed me unjustly..."

2B: "Some girls say I'm handsome! Haha! But don't worry, Sister Niu, if I know for sure you will never go out to mess around with women again!"

Fang Zheng: "Have you ever succeeded in picking it up..."

Xue Niu: "Little bird, you and Xuanyuan had a relationship? Are you two gay?"

Polly: "Are you looking at the main forum discussion forum?"

Blood Cow: "Ah, sorry, I accidentally flipped to the fandom area next door."

Everyone in YY is silent.

The earth is so dangerous T_T

But there are still stupid earthlings wandering around in this dangerous land.

"I'm Sorry, I Love You - Remembering the Flowers in the Looking Glass of That Year"

Fang Zheng subconsciously adjusted YY to F2, and then began to browse carefully with the great feeling of a person who does not gossip and waste his youth.

The poster writes from Polly's perspective and in the first person throughout the whole process, describing the ups and downs of love and hatred between herself and Xuanyuan, enough to wipe out Qiong Yao in a matter of seconds. This will be made into a TV series, which will definitely sweep the Golden Horse and shake the Golden Ball. If Polly doesn't get it back,

Even the Oscar winners were sorry for this plot.

A line of replies followed the post - together.

Fang Zheng was embarrassed, trying to imagine the facially paralyzed zombie pulling Xuanyuan's clothes and saying don't abandon me, and then Xuanyuan sadly pulled his hand away and said, I'm sorry, I can't give you what you want... Suddenly, on a May night,

, I’m sick of the cold TAT

Polly's voice suddenly came from the earphones: "Nanny, go back to the game."

Fang Zheng, who was thinking endlessly, was startled. She felt like she had been caught doing something bad, so she quickly said okay, but after saying that, she realized that the microphone was not on, so she quickly turned it on and said it again.

Just after switching back to the game, Polly seemed to have calculated the time correctly: "Expand the legion warehouse and I'll put some materials in it."

"oh."

Fang Zheng ran back to the legion hall under the control of Fang Zheng, where Polly had been waiting for a long time. Only the legion commander can come to expand the legion warehouse. There are only seven people in the ghost uniform corps, and the legion warehouse is also the lowest level. It is as small as a personal package, but there are not many people.

If the standard is met, the warehouse can only be expanded once at most, so it will still not be much bigger after the expansion.

"They are all materials. No one will buy them anyway. Put them here and use them for whatever equipment and accessories you need." Polly said as she stuffed them in.

Fang Zheng looked at the empty warehouse that suddenly filled up, and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. This feeling happened twice tonight, once when they won 6-0, and once now.

"Then can I use it on my baby?" 438 suddenly interrupted, obviously eavesdropping for a long time.

"Of course." Polly didn't even think about it.

438 was happy: "Polly, I love you!"

Polly readily accepted: "Yeah, normal."

Fang Zheng killed this narcissistic guy a hundred times in her heart!

[Private chat] Crazy guy: Is the warehouse expansion finished?

The secret chat that suddenly popped up made Fang Zheng stunned for a moment. Her first reaction was why not just say it directly? Her second reaction was...

I have a bad feeling =_=

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you’re a mother: Well, I’ve finished the latest chapter.

[Private chat] Crazy Zi: Okay, send me photos quickly.

He knew it!

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: When did I say I would send you photos!

[Private chat] Crazy guy: I sent them all to you~~

[Private Chat] Crazy Zi: You can’t deceive my pure feelings like this~~

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Actually, the screenshot you sent was not opened.

[Private chat] Crazy Zi: Is it too late to say now...

Fang Zheng felt a headache, very painful.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Brother, just let me go. There is no sense of accomplishment for a killer to bully a wet nurse.

[Private chat] Crazy Zi: Quite a few.

Damn...

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: If you keep doing this, I will help you come out!

[Private chat] Crazy Zi: Okay, if you help me come out as gay, I will officially pursue you.

This threatening feeling... is so strange =_=

Unconsciously lighting a cigarette, Fang Zheng was puffing away, feeling a little melancholy. It was easy to deduce how this crazy guy could recognize him. There were only a few players in the ghost server, and he met someone who had the same idea. During his free time,

Yu teasing and teasing is so normal. This is the same as 2B harassing female accounts. But God knows if you have breasts, you are a mother, and there is no limit to her obscenity in the game. But the three-dimensional Fang Zheng is definitely an otaku. What does it mean to be an otaku? It means you can cuddle.

Wearing a human-shaped pillow with Daniel Wu's pattern on it to sleep, you can make vicious comments on the handsome Photoshop guy who posted the photo on the gay forum, and there is even a secret corner of your computer hard drive to store the best movies that you can't even search with a bad search engine, but when he

When he went to the small restaurant downstairs every day just to get a better look at the handsome new guy, he was too embarrassed to look directly at him even when ordering food. This was either a beautiful shyness or an inferiority complex. The handsomeness of the other person only enhanced his embarrassment, so the game was very

Well, just recognize the account and not the person. You can give the account a soul, but there is no need to forcefully buy one, get one free.

Games should never be connected to the third dimension, because reality can never be as beautiful as fantasy.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Stop teasing me, think about how you can win the day after tomorrow.

[Private chat] Crazy Zi: Is there any reward for winning?

[Private chat] Crazy guy: Head of the group [laughing evilly]

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: The group leader will not take out food, but we may consider promoting you to be the deputy group leader.

[Private chat] Crazy Zi: No, the zombies did a great job.

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Two deputy captains are fine too.

[Private Chat] Crazy Zi: Do you want to hug me from left to right?

[Private chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother:...

[Private Chat] Crazy Zi: 3P is too heavy-handed, but if you like it, I can consider it.

Fang Zheng quietly pressed F2 on YY, and then dialed the number. He found that he was very familiar with this number now =_=

The other end quickly picked up the answer with a pleasant voice: "Why, you just said a few words and you missed my voice?"

Fang Zheng was furious. After brewing for a long time, she finally yelled out what was in her heart: "Get the fuck out of here -"

After yelling, Fang Zheng hung up the phone, but she still heard the other party's shameless laughter.

The outside of the game is wretched, and my own fighting ability is just a scumbag TAT

[Private chat]Polly: Are you done talking?

[Private Chat] If you have breasts, you are a mother: Where did you install the monitor!!!
To be continued...