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Volume 3: Five Lights of the Moon¡¤Heart of the Brave Chapter 514: Special Training¡¤The Era of the Hunting King (8)

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    "Vomit" Sounds of vomiting were heard from time to time in the toilet of the spaceship. In the control room, the man in sunglasses was holding a cigar in his mouth, sitting leisurely on a chair and puffing away smoke. There was a hint of pride in the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in an inaudible voice.  He murmured to himself: "When it comes to gaming talent, I can't compare with you. But when it comes to real-life methods of killing, you are still too naive. Finally, I'm back" "Squeak" The toilet door opened,  Zuo Yu walked out of it, his body swaying, his steps shaky and a little unsteady, his face pale and without a trace of blood, as if he was seriously ill.  Zuo Qingcheng's expression returned to normal. He looked back for a while and praised: "Not bad! It seems that he has recovered well and has passed the most important mental level. Captain Samsara, you are still very capable as a bounty man."  "You have the potential of a hunter, Mr. Qingcheng." Zuo Yu smiled weakly, frowned as if thinking of something, and said, "Do you want to dispose of the corpses of the three interstellar pirates outside and expose them like this?  Outside, they might have tracking systems for their companions. "Zuo Yuhua said so. In fact, he didn't want to search for the bodies of the three interstellar pirates at all. He heard the provocations from the three interstellar pirates during the day.  Somehow, he couldn't suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and his supernatural powers immediately lost control. He violently killed the three of them in a very cruel way for half an hour.  Afterwards, Zuo Yu vomited for most of the day. Looking back now, Zuo Yu still couldn't suppress the twitching and churning in his stomach.  "Don't worry, on a planet full of dangers like this, not many people will miss their dead companions. Besides" The man in sunglasses paused here and turned his head to indicate, "Do you think the corpses are exposed in such a desert?  Will it exist for a long time?" Hearing this, Zuo Yu looked out through the glass subconsciously.  There were three moons shining on the earth at night on the star Musolo, and the silver moonlight spread down. Outside the spaceship, six huge scarlet scorpions were gathered together, eating the corpses of the three interstellar pirates.  Bai Sen's bones were also swallowed like chewing gummy candy.  "You" Zuo Yu's face became even paler. He pointed at the man in sunglasses with one hand tremblingly, and suddenly covered his mouth with the other hand. He retreated to the toilet door, opened the door and rushed in. Immediately, inside  There was another sound of vomiting that was more violent than before.  "Hahahaha" Zuo Qingcheng couldn't bear it anymore and laughed arrogantly, then sighed: "Alas! Such a night should be a perfect time to go hunting! It's a pity that in your state, you can only play games  "Why do you have to kill people? No matter how strong the murderous intent is, what's the use if you don't have enough strength?" Zuo Yu staggered out of the toilet and glared at the man in sunglasses. He really felt that Zuo Qingcheng was stupid.  The reason for the special training is too far-fetched and ridiculous.  "Have you ever heard of a sentence?" Zuo Qingcheng turned around and stared at Zuo Yu. His long silver hair danced with his smile. The sudden momentum was like a sword that was only half an inch out of its sheath, but there was something coming towards him.  Unparalleled edge.  "Killing one is a crime, but killing ten thousand is a hero! Kill nine million, and you will be a hero among heroes!" "Slaughter nine million, and you will be a hero among heroes!? Bullshit, bullshit!" Colorful dragon  On the Eagle mount, Zuo Yu thought of the words of the man in sunglasses before entering the game, and felt that the reason was ridiculous. He couldn't help but cursed on the Dragon Eagle mount, "Nine million is obviously just a false number.  This piece of shit in sunglasses actually wants me to kill nine million people? The total number in reality and games is nine million. What kind of childish excuse is this for special training?¡± His insults frightened the face-slapping pharmacist behind him.  He jumped and stared at Zuo Yu's back. As expected, all secret masters have various quirks.  "Mr. Samsara, do we want to continue? It's almost dawn." The face-slapping pharmacist asked Zuo Yu. He no longer knew what language to use to describe this mysterious warrior whose name was only revealed.  The team started to work as a headhunter, and the pharmacist's nerves had gradually become numb from the shock and horror at the beginning.  "How many people did we kill in one night? Do you have an approximate number in mind?" Zuo Yu's question made the pharmacist stunned. He was wondering why this mysterious warrior cared about the number of headhunters. The latest from "The Sky"  In the activated military rank system, the number of enemy kills of the player in the evaluation of military rank cannot be used as the standard for military rank evaluation. The system will mainly verify how much of the player's merit points are obtained through battlefield missions and how much is obtained by headhunting in the wild.  , and verify the possibility of various cheating, and conduct a comprehensive assessment based on this, so the player's number of enemy kills is a trivial matter.  But the memory of the face-slapping pharmacist happens to be very good. Besides, after one night, apart from setting the "Sacred Shield Technique" on Zuo Yu's set and using the "Quick Treatment", he didn't do anything at all.There was nothing else to do. The only thing he did when he was bored was to count how many players died.  "A total of 137 teams have died, with about 2,600 people. I don't need to calculate the merit points obtained. It will be automatically calculated in the battlefield contribution interface." The face-slapping pharmacist said with a trace of pride on his face. After all, he is superior.  His memory has always been something he was proud of.  "2,600 people!? Too few, we need to speed up!" Zuo Yu frowned. Although he thought what the man in sunglasses said was nonsense, now he could only choose to believe it.  But when these words fell into the ears of the pharmacist who slapped the face, he was frightened: "2,600 people! Is this too few? The merit points obtained this night have almost reached 50,000!" "Don't talk nonsense,  Get down, prepare to start, be sure to put on my shield and protect yourself." Zuo Yu said, patted the head of Dragon Eagle's mount, turned around and rushed towards the ground. As soon as Dragon Eagle landed on the ground, he had already put away his mount.  A "charge" broke into the small team that was dragging three golden-winged elite rock pythons.  The face-slapping pharmacist followed behind him. He only had time to cast a "Holy Shield Technique" on Zuo Yu. After that, he could only watch from a distance as this mysterious warrior wielded the one-handed sword that was most likely a red epic. At 15  The small group of people rushed left and right, watching white lights rising from the sky.  "It's so cruel! It's so cruel! Why does this guy feel like he has taken aphrodisiacs all night long, becoming more and more fierce?" While watching the soaring merit points in the battlefield contribution interface, the pharmacist who slapped the face was excited.  I discovered a strange phenomenon. This mysterious man seemed a bit colder when he came down one night.  This is purely an illusion. The face-slapping pharmacist understands that apart from equipment, technology and appearance in the game, it is difficult for players to change their initial appearance and temperament, but the warrior in front of him has just caused this kind of effect to him.  illusion.  "Okay, pharmacist. Come here." Zuo Yu greeted the pharmacist who slapped the face, took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the violent emotions that were constantly growing in his heart, turned around and said to the pharmacist: "Pharmacist, if another period of time passes,  After I kill all the people, you feel something is wrong. Then don¡¯t come near me again until I call you, you know?¡± ¡°Huh?¡± the face-slapping pharmacist said in confusion.  Blinking, he muttered secretly: Sure enough, masters all have quirks. It's just in the game. What's there to worry about?  Even if you are very high in killing and want to kill your teammates, it doesn't matter.  Anyway, I've earned enough merit points, so it doesn't matter if I get killed once.  "So, shall we continue? Mr. Samsara Eh!" The face-slapping pharmacist was about to ask if he should continue, but found that Zuo Yu's figure was distorted and blurred like yesterday, and he went offline again without saying hello.  "Did I make a mistake, here comes this move again. As a master, do I have to be so straightforward? When I put on a top-level battlefield uniform, I will do the same thing every time I go offline"  (My mind is confused,  I had a cold. There were too many trivial matters before the 15th of this month, which delayed the update. I finally recovered from last Sunday. I was about to break out, but I caught a cold again. Fortunately, I broke out smoothly yesterday, and the rest of the week may be better.  I will definitely make up for it next week. Today is considered a normal update. I will talk to you guys when I feel better. I have been coughing since August.)
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