Chapter 949 Recliner

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Fresh earthy floral scent...

Li Ang opened his eyes and glanced around.

This place is roughly a wasteland, with sparse weeds and wildflowers of indistinguishable species growing on the brown-yellow soil beneath our feet.

A hundred meters ahead is a lush dense forest, and on the plain more than two hundred meters behind, there are stone monuments standing there.

The surface of those stone tablets is dark, with different heights and shapes. Even the smallest stone tablet has a height of three meters and a width of one meter on the ground.

The side of all the stone tablets facing Li Ang is engraved with different golden lines. The lines are chic and messy, looking like cursive writing or some unknown pattern.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing about the stone tablets is that they are completely different pedestals - they are not the common mythical beast Bixi (one of the nine sons of the dragon, also known as Ba Xia, which looks like a turtle and carries the stone tablets on its back).

Instead, they are lifelike stone statues of a group of creatures with twisted limbs and weird shapes.

All the creatures carved into the stone statues seemed to have come out of the darkest and most terrifying nightmares. They looked ferocious and screamed silently, as if they were trying to break free from the eternal suppression of the stone tablets.

All the stone monuments are separated by a standard thirty meters from each other and form an intermittent straight line, dividing the wilderness into two halves.

The warm sunshine spread by the high-hanging sun penetrates the floating clouds and shines on the cold, smooth and dark surface of the stone monument, but it makes people feel a biting chill inexplicably.

Of course, none of this matters at the moment...

Li Ang turned his head and looked at the other figures standing in the same wilderness as him.

A tall middle-aged man wearing a brown trench coat and holding an open book in his hand;

A young man with blond hair in a suit and strong physique, well-built body and sharp features;

A red-haired female pirate with a long sword tied to her waist;

A boy driving a humanoid mecha;

A woman holding a long bow, a quiver on her waist, and wearing only the upper half of a skull mask on her face;

broken.

Several people standing in various places in the wasteland clearly read this emotion in each other's eyes during the exchange of glances.

Hohenheim, David, Embry, Ding Shinji, Liu Wusao in the bell tower, and Li Ang in the white coat.

In this script mission, the six players who appeared were all the strong ones who survived the battle for the door to the end.

If calculated according to the common sense that the difficulty of a script mission is affected by the number, level, strength and other factors of players, the difficulty of this mission is probably not optimistic.

The most critical thing is that the system prompt has not sounded for a long time. There is no prompt about the goal and form of the mission, whether the players appearing here are enemies or friends...

The six players standing faintly in a hexagon looked at each other, silent, and finally David broke the silence.

"Well..."

This blond young man from the Special Incident Division of the FBI, who was previously ranked tenth in the personal combat power rankings, glanced around, with a warm smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, everyone."

"Yes." Hohenheim, who looked like an ordinary university professor, nodded lightly, with an approachable and friendly smile on his face.

Shinji Ding licked his lips nervously——

Among the six people present, Hohenheim was second only to Cold Water Stone in the previous personal combat power rankings. David, Embry and others also showed exaggerated destructive performance at the end of the battle for the door.

Although the Kui Niu mecha driven by Din Shinji was fully upgraded after the battle for the door, it had a completely new look and many additional parts were installed.

But when he was among this group of people, he still had the feeling of being a sheep among tigers.

Of course, there are these two...

Ding Shinsi's eyes turned to Liu Wushao and Li Ang.

Needless to say, the former is the daughter of the Liu family and a non-staff member of the Special Affairs Bureau.

The latter is also an old friend of the Special Affairs Bureau to a certain extent. In the last battle for the door, he personally ended the arrogant demon general Qingqiu Fox. Highly rated...

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Li Ang had a puzzled expression on his face, "Did my handsomeness burn into your eyes like light?"

The head you put in the mouth of the dragon mask is covered with black stockings. We can't even see your face. How can you say you are handsome?

Din Shinji resisted the urge to complain, and controlled the Kui Niu mecha to raise his arm and point at Li Ang, "Brother Li, you recliner..."

"My waist is not good as I get older. I will never stand if I can sit, and never sit if I can lie down. Is there a problem?"

Li Ang didn't know when he took out a chestnut-colored rattan reclining chair in the style of the elderly that could rock back and forth from the sodium ring. He lay on it and said righteously: "Young people like you who have no life experience are now If you don’t know how to take care of your waist, you will have back pain, shoulder pain, and neck pain when you get older, so much so that you can’t even wear a backpack.”

Hasn't that Bei Bei Jia thing been proven to be an IQ tax a long time ago? And why did you even take out your parasol and sunscreen? Don’t be tempted to bask in the sun just because the sun is shining!

Shinji was complaining crazily in his heart, but an awkward yet polite laugh came from his lips.

The cockpit of the Kuiniu mecha is insulated from light, but after the teleportation was completed and he saw other familiar players nearby, Din Shinji chose to turn on the optical camouflage function on the surface of the Kuiniu mecha.

Let Li Ang and Liu Wuzai see his appearance to show their identity - Li Risheng and Liu Wuzai have a good relationship with the Special Affairs Bureau, and they are potential teammates with closer interests in this script mission.

"hehe,"

Hohenheim, who was holding the Book of Sand, glanced at Li Ang, who was rocking back and forth on the rattan lounge chair, and said with a smile: "Because the system beep did not sound, I don't know whether the other people are friends or foes, so why don't I just wait and see."

He paused, glanced at David and others, and said slowly: "Do you feel it? The malice of this world."

Malice? What malicious intent?

Doubts appeared in Ding Shinji's mind.

Amberli nodded lazily, and David hummed softly, frowning with a solemn expression.

Seemingly sensing Ding Shinji's confusion, Liu Wuhao put his hand on the long bow and said calmly: "The speed of spiritual power recovery has slowed down."

"Um?"

Shinji Ding thought. As a qualified person specializing in combat mechanical vehicle driving, his upper limit of spiritual power is not high, it is just enough to use some more practical low-level skills.

However, the upgraded cockpit of the Kuiniu mecha can monitor his various physiological indicators through the electrode patches inside the combat anti-Ground suit.

Among them is the natural recovery speed of spiritual power.

"How can the recovery rate of spiritual power be one-tenth of the original rate?"

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