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"It's hidden here!"

Some of the seven-headed dragon raised their heads and roared excitedly, while others attacked the people on the shipwreck, and the shipwreck fell into chaos in an instant.

They rushed to the captain's room, and the monkeys scattered when the tree fell, and they also wanted to take away the last fruit. But they really underestimated the red dragon with seven heads, and their actions were seen clearly.

"Is it a secret weapon or a treasure?"

The big red dragon tore open the captain's room, and a sea of ​​gold coins roared up and fell like raindrops. Everyone was stunned at this moment, and then they opened their arms like people who were about to die of thirst facing the heavy rain, trying their best to catch the falling gold coins.

In this absurd golden rain, Mammon and the Bandit King seem to be the only two normal people.

Mammon looked at the big red dragon and counted the time, but when the scheduled time came, the big red dragon still did not disappear.

“It’s not offline.”

"Cough cough cough-"

The cough of the Bandit King brought Mammon back to his senses. The Bandit King was trying hard to cough up blood foam, and his only remaining hand was twitching hard.

Mammon reached out and straightened the Bandit King's body, and said.

"You succeeded, congratulations, but I don't know if she will know you. As far as I know, she is probably the most utilitarian player in the world. She is a professional player."

The bandit king moved his mouth but said nothing.

"Really? Congratulations." Mammon patted the Bandit King on the shoulder, then logged off, and his body turned into a virtual block and disappeared.

The chaos continued. It was an incredible wealth, a wealth that seven pirates could not obtain even in their seven-day dreams. Neither the evil strangers nor the demons could take it away.

Those dirty, bloody gold coins.

The bandit king's eyes gradually became blurred and he thought he was about to die.

There seemed to be something lingering in the gold coins, they were crawling towards him, they were dancing on his body, inviting him.

The bandit king moved his lips twice and squeezed out two words with his last bit of strength.

"Go away."

Those things disappeared silently, and before they disappeared, they seemed to laugh at his resistance. He could not become a great man after all, and he did not want to be a monster that ravaged the world.

Why did he do this...why did he try to become better? Because the [Somado] described by Mammon was beautiful.

In this hopeless and dark shipwreck, the little bit of beauty in those words is so desirable.

They need money, so turn these dirty gold coins into soil and let them grow food.

This is a pity, he doesn't want to see it.

If heaven is a place that can never be reached, then maybe that's a good thing, because heaven will always be beautiful.

"Wow... that's a lot of gold coins!"

A clear female voice sounded, and the chaos in the shipwreck seemed to have disappeared for a long time. The light brought by the voice illuminated the eyes of the Bandit King.

He saw the moment when the great red dragon shed its scales and turned into an angel, and all the sins turned into dust and drifted away.

The six-winged angel landed in a sea of ​​gold coins. She jumped for a moment because of the coldness under her feet, but she soon fell into the joy of a good harvest. She picked up the gold coins and threw them into the sky.

"That's great! At last I can buy wheat and poultry, and even better, a cow, and more..."

The angel suddenly stopped, she looked at him, walked slowly towards him, and then squatted in front of him with her knees hugged.

"already dead?"

"He looks like a nice guy. Am I late?"

The angel lowered his head in disappointment, apologized softly, then took out two silver coins and placed them in his palm.

The slight chill brought him the longing, and he saw the birth of this precious silver coin.

The so-called players...are not gods?

It’s God. There are cruel gods and there are soft-hearted gods.

So I pray to you to make this world a better place.

The sun of World F rises, and its light reaches here, tinting the gold coins with a brilliant glow.

Chapter 989 He is simply a superman

In an unknown apartment building, a dark shadow sneaked up to the door of an apartment. This old apartment building had unreliable security.

"She's here, she lives here!"

The black shadow held the phone in his hand, his expression somewhat distorted and excited. In the virtual world, he was beaten to a pulp, but in the real world, he was very confident that he could win with his physical abilities.

He picked up the lock pick in his hand, suppressed his inner excitement and reached out to the apartment door. With the sound of the mechanism changing, the door opened.

What greeted him was the second door.

This somewhat surprised him. Who would install two doors, one inside and one outside?

But the lock pick was enough. After a click, the second door opened. The dark room with a hint of fragrance made his heart beat wildly. The dopamine secreted in his brain made him gradually become like a wild beast.

He could hear the sound of the virtual stealth cabin operating, and he knew that she should be in a fierce battle right now. Even the performance of the new virtual stealth cabin was being squeezed to a buzzing level by this former professional player.

He reached out to the wall and turned on the light in the room. The sudden brightening of the environment made him feel a little dazed, as if in a dream or unreality.

The cool sensation of the sharpened knife in his hand made him shudder. He took two deep breaths and rushed straight to the virtual stealth cabin.

"Let you steal my equipment... Yeah!"

The person lying in the virtual stealth cabin is not the former professional player Greenland who is said to be a beautiful girl, but a muscular man who is almost bursting the virtual stealth cabin.

His brain shut down briefly, and then he discovered the truth.

The beautiful professional player turned out to be a muscular guy wearing a transformation device and a suit to deceive people. The faint fragrance in the room turned out to be coming from the muscular man.

"Damn it! I knew it was a suit guy! I just wanted to know how a normal woman could be such a monster!"

He was angry but also a little overwhelmed. He not only wanted to take private revenge on Greenland, but also wanted to make a big news story to deal a devastating blow to "Godlock" during the censorship period.

He was very excited at the thought that he could make such a famous and popular game fall into a quagmire and never have a tomorrow.

But now the person targeted by the former professional player turned out to be a muscular man. Before that, the image circulating on the Internet was that of a mysterious beautiful girl. Now, even if he really did it, it would only become an ordinary murder.

But this muscular guy is pretty good looking, a bit like an ancient Greek statue...

"Aren't you going to take action yet?"

"Shut up! You liar, I was thinking..."

He cursed unconsciously, but he soon realized something was wrong. The big guy lying in the virtual stealth cabin was looking at him with his eyes open.

"Ahhh-"

He screamed and stabbed the big guy in the chest with the knife in his hand, but the big guy grabbed his wrist easily, stood up and lifted him up.

clap clap-

"Congratulations... Bah! You're mixing up the roles." A woman in black Gothic clothes came out of the bathroom clapping, and then four or five people came out of the bathroom.

"Do we have to crowd into the toilet?"

"Where to hide then? Under the bed?"

"In the closet!"

He was stunned for a moment, then recognized the people in front of him. They were all the genius designers of [G] Company, and none of them were missing. Then who was the person who grabbed him and stood up?

"Hello." The big guy held him with one hand and took out his glasses with the other hand and put them on his face. He was the leader of the genius team whose presence was completely taken away by his muscles, so that the only facial feature people would remember was his glasses.

"You, you are simply superman."

"Thank you for your compliment. In return, I will give you a pair of silver bracelets." The bespectacled otaku stuffed him into the virtual stealth cabin and then closed the door.

No matter how hard the people inside struggled, they couldn't open this special virtual stealth cabin. When they opened it again, they were in the police station.

"Really? They actually tried to assassinate a famous anchor." Chucui sat down on the bed with her legs crossed. Although she looked indifferent now, she was still scared and broke out in a cold sweat when she really knew that this kind of thing would happen.

Fortunately, the woman was very efficient. She figured out the matter in no time and identified the other party's target of attack.

Of course, the method of investigating and identifying the target was extremely creepy. She carefully developed a set of methods on how to discredit [G] and selected the most suitable target according to this set of methods.

Who better to be the sacrifice for this plan than former professional player Greenland.

If this were to happen, it would be really big news. Regardless of whether [G] and "Godlock" were directly involved in this incident, they would be affected.

The greater the reputation, the greater the backlash.

So they launched an emergency attack, invaded Greenland's home first, and moved Greenland to Kate Cat's apartment with a perfect security factor.

Of course, this matter should actually be communicated with Greenland.

However, from the time they entered the room until they were transported to the new apartment building, Greenland had no intention of going offline during the entire process, and the online time of the virtual submarine cabin reached an astonishing 22 hours.

And looking at the current situation, Greenland has not yet gone offline, which is somewhat scary.

The geniuses sincerely feel that even adults should not be online for such a long time.

"I said……"

Penguin stroked his chin and looked at the attacker who was still cursing in the virtual stealth cabin, and said, "Looking at this person's IQ, he doesn't seem like someone who can plan such a thing. There must be a real mastermind behind the scenes."

"There must be a mastermind, but that person is very cautious, and there is almost no trace of him on the Internet. But he met a genius digger like me, hehe~" The werewolf programmer laughed triumphantly twice, then picked up the phone on the ground.

"Oh my! It's the latest model. It's so secure that even the best hackers can't hack into it."

The werewolf programmer then used the attacker's face to unlock the phone.

This is the latest method to crack mobile phone passwords in 2100, and it will not be outdated even in a hundred years.

The werewolf programmer looked through the attacker's phone and found an unknown number. This number was dialed not long ago, so how can he find the mastermind through this unknown number?

Hack into the network, or summon the darkness of the city? Neither, just dial the number.

Toot——

The number was connected unexpectedly.

A woman's lazy voice came.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"It's really you!"

"What am I?"

Chapter 990: Getting Better

Mammon logged off from the game and slowly opened his eyes, but he soon realized something was wrong as the surroundings felt unusually cold.

The virtual stealth cabins on the market have become so popular that they cannot be sold unless the cabin's comfort is exaggerated.

Even though most of it was fake propaganda, there was some real talent in it, which prevented him from having cold hands and feet and stiff limbs.

Mammon's eyes turned. He was no longer in the virtual stealth cabin, but on a chair with a helmet on his head.

It is a very old model of virtual stealth helmet, all of which were recalled and destroyed due to product safety issues.

Now it seems that someone opened the hatch without triggering the function of forcing the virtual stealth cabin to go offline, put a helmet on him, and tied him to this chair.

Of course, it is also possible that someone hacked the virtual stealth cabin, causing his logout to turn into logging into another [Torture] game.

"You are so calm, you are indeed a professional in the industry who has no bad reviews."

A female voice sounded behind him.

"...The wanted original member of [G]?" Mammon twisted his thumb calmly, trying to free himself by dislocating it, but just as he was about to exert force, a hammer was handed to him.

"Do you need help?"

There is another helper, a helper who can't be defeated even if he breaks free.

Mammon exhaled and dropped his shoulders in surrender.

"My plan has failed. Tomorrow's big news will not be a former professional gamer who died at home due to a game dispute."

"No, no, no, you haven't failed yet. How could someone like you use such a crude and superficial plan with a very high failure rate?"

The woman stood up and walked around to Mammon, holding her cell phone in her hand.

"Tell me, where did you hide the data?"