Introduction: On September 9, 2999, the doomsday dungeon game descended on Blue Star, randomly and forcibly recruiting players. The mortality rate was as high as 98%. It is an interstellar miracle that human beings did not perish.
In the third year of the game, humans were forced to evolve under high-intensity pressure. The Chosen One with per capita supernatural powers was reborn everywhere, and there were as many systems as dogs. The human compatriots were full of confidence that they would win this time, but they did not expect that the monsters on the other side would also start Hang up.
The level cap is refreshed as soon as it is refreshed, the dungeon monster can still take drugs, the residual blood boss adds buffs first and then mutates, you mua, is this dog game still balanced!
Human beings desperately think that this time seems to be really over, and a game legend is quietly spreading - just dial a magical takeaway number, if the monsters you face are enough bugs, a righteous pink milk tea cart will fall from the sky, flying small lace flags , swaying its tail chicly, all of them were knocked into the air.
Then you have to hand over all the gains from fighting monsters, and buy a cup of milk tea from the super boss, otherwise Cough, don¡¯t ask if the milk tea is good, it¡¯s the sweetness of the rest of life, the mellow fragrance of life extension!¡ª¡ª
In order to prevent humans from winning the final victory, the game has quietly tampered with the player's evolutionary path. The stronger the individual, the more useless the ability to evolve. For example, the little lunatic He Wuning obtained the milk tea shop management system, and the light of humanity Yi Luo awakened the power of the strongest repairman.
He Wuning: Your mua's dog game sanctioned Lao Tzu, right? I punish your boss! Anyone who breaks the balance will die!
Yi Luo cooperatively raised the repair wrench.
The light of human beings is just this virtue x don't suffer from Lao Tzu's ruthless brother He
¡ª¡ªMy wheels are rolling forward, even if I ride the most ridiculous unicycle, I will run over the crown of the gods behind the scenes and usher in the final light of victory.
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