[I'm going! I'll be here soon! ]
[I'm in line too, I'll be there soon! ]
[Are you crazy? If you die at this time, you will have nothing left. Don't you think about your future and your family? ]
[There are always fools these days, and there are always passionate people. If there is not even one brave person left, the world will be destroyed.]
[Anyway, I have just been cleared, I can still go a second time, a third time, there are rules of the world game as a basis, as long as you are not afraid of pain, players can be resurrected infinitely...]
…
Densely packed human figures intersect in the chaotic and fluctuating space.
There are not many players who died in the Tenth World, but there are still tens of millions of them under the huge base. These tens of millions of players are the blank slate after being cleared, so it doesn’t hurt to be an “ant” at this time.
The base mana of a player is 100-500 points. For 10,000 players, it is 1 million-5 million points. For 10 million players, it is...
One billion points.
What would a spell barrier maze constructed with a billion mana points look like?
Su Mingan could not see the non-stop operation of the main god world, nor could he see the United Group and other organizations maintaining order day and night, but he could see the magnificent scene before him - a pitch-black, huge "ant ball" was forming, rolling in the sea of fire, shrinking due to burning, and then quickly expanding and filling up.
Or it would emit a tiny fireball and disappear into the broken space.
Or he transformed into a druid, and his claws melted before he could even take them out.
Or as soon as he took out the sword, both he and the sword turned into ashes.
Su Ming'an even saw a figure with whom he had a very good connection. It was the player who summoned a white bird whom he met in the first world. He had left a deep impression on him at that time. However, this player has been struggling for a long time and is still a blank slate.
Until the shouting outside became quieter and quieter, Lin Yin's face became paler and paler.
She looked at her watch. Three minutes, a very short three minutes.
"...I am still looking forward to going to Mount Taihua together. Don't give up hope until the last moment, my dear," she said.
The vortex in space fluctuated, and a dangerous shadow appeared to be getting closer and closer.
Lin Yin looked calm, accurately judged the timing, and waved his hand decisively. The golden pages of the book flipped in the air, opening up a vortex of escape, and a suction force came.
Su Ming'an was sucked into the vortex, and the next moment, he felt a shadow swallowing him from behind, and faintly felt blood splashing on his back.
“Bang!”
A non-existent Mount Taihua seemed to appear before his eyes.
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[Remaining team members: 12/15]
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“Ding Dong!”
[You have obtained the "Black Machete" (Purple Level)]
[Black Machete (Purple Level): "Guns and Roses, always ready for the princess. Love and tenderness, forever for Her Royal Highness."]
[Durability: 5/5]
【Type: Special props. 】
[Content: Lin Yin's personal weapon, which cannot be used by others. She used this black machete to kill many people who tried to assassinate the nanny.]
…
[You triggered the "Soul Ferry"! ]
[New storage skills: 1. Healing Ring. 2. Super powerful spiral invincible sword slash for the nurse.]
…
Central Research Institute.
Isabella opened a bottle of red wine, and the rose-like wine fell into the glass. She adjusted her glasses, and faint forehead wrinkles appeared.
The scientist was not very good at literature, and almost wrote the story as a paper, trying to deconstruct the magic of Lovasa with science. She also stayed in the institute like a qualified scientist, until a strawberry cake rolled in through the window with a "bang".
She closed the window, took the elevator and sat on the rooftop.
The Central Research Institute has a large rooftop that was previously used for stargazing.
At this time, people were drinking here.
…
[Story name: "On Truth"]
【Creator: Isabella】
[Story Summary: This is a story about truth. There is no time to write a summary.]
…
In history, there was a poor gentleman named Dean Carr. Because of the emergence of creation, he suddenly felt that the edifice of science had collapsed, so he jumped down from a tall building drunkenly to find a world without drunkenness.
Today, Isabella met the "Dean Kyles" again.
They sat together on the rooftop, gazing at the stars in the sky as they admired the stunning view of the sun and the moon.
"That's the star Wolf... Haha, three days ago this star was renamed 'Eye of the Gray Wolf' by a fantasy creator, and then its spectrum changed just like the gray wolf..." Old Victor stood up shakily: "Do you know what the most ironic thing is? While we are busy calculating day and night, a writer only needs to write 'the stars are as gentle as a baby's breathing', and those damn spectral lines really look like a little kid breathing!"
August, with a full beard, held a bottle of wine. "Over there, are the Pegasus constellations! Astronomer Herschel spent his entire life measuring the distance... Now it has become an earring that a princess in a fairy tale left in the sky! Who cares about its previous value? No one!"
Mansa, who had short black hair, smiled and pointed in a direction drunkenly: "There is also the supernova remnant NGC 6960..." She burped: "It's the same. Hundreds of years ago, we used it to verify the isotropy of the speed of light... Now its significance is to serve as a footnote to romance novels, and the stars have become literary rhetoric..."
In their sight, a star that once opened up the cognition of the cosmic scale is being rewritten by an essay, dubbed as "a token of love personally made between the hero and heroine", presenting the brilliance of love.
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