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Chapter 606 14. The man who dissociates from the task
The three defeated generals collapsed around them.

Mu Su shook his head lightly, looking up at the sky in a lonely tone: "Why do you force me to take action?"

The live broadcast page of the official website burst into cheers.Musu became famous in the first battle, and was officially appointed as a shit stirrer.

Musu's search data on the public search engine has reached a new high, and his current reputation can roughly be compared with that of eleventh-tier stars.

"Impossible...it's impossible..."

Sanmai Zhenhuo stared straight, murmured and shook his head, the black line on the top of his head was solid and unaware.

He can't understand, they can't understand, the players who are not far away can't understand, and the audience can't understand.

Not only was Mu Su's four-sentence response not expelled from the game, even the illusory black line above his head hadn't changed a bit.This represented one point: the evil spirit had never doubted him.

Although players understand that it is the ability of Musu's title, in any case, it really affects the balance in this kind of competition.

Some players contacted the production team, but got no answer.

The heroes got angry and went to the live broadcast page of the official website to quarrel.

But when the dungeon was over, Musu was not among the contestants who advanced to the next round, so they felt balanced.

The black mist and withered claws of Samadhi True Fire have emerged, and curator Qin reminded him that he just woke up like a dream.With complicated eyes, he looked up at Musu: "How did you do it?"

Mu Su showed an extremely calm smile: "Want to learn? I'll teach you."

After pretending to be aggressive, Mu Su left.Sanmai Zhenhuo was stunned for a while, and was pulled up from the ground by the high-ranking lord.

"What should we do?" Director Qin came up, and the three boys looked at each other.

"I want to draw a circle," said the high lord.

The three continued to engage in a funny exchange.When the bell rang, they finally decided to call it a day.

Musu is not something they can fight against, at least not in this dungeon.

At the end of the fifth class, thousands of students left the school building one after another and returned to the small town under the slope.

A new round of problems is coming.

Except for a few dozen exceptions, the remaining 900 or so players don't know their names, who their parents are, or where they live.

But as time went by, the evil spirit began to suspect the group of students who didn't go home during their lunch break.

Hundreds of black lines descended from the depths of the increasingly gloomy clouds, gradually changing from nothingness to solidity.

The name of the teaching director is worthy of the name.

"Hmm..." Wangwen Wenqie, who was standing in the open space, pondered for a while, and quickly walked a few steps to catch up with a student who hadn't left yet.

"Hello, we are in the same class, we have met before, do you remember me?"

The former social phobic smiled.

The boy who was stopped by him shook his head blankly.

Wang Wen Wen Qie immediately expressed his pleasure to meet you, and walked quickly to the next one.

When asked about No.4 student, before he opened his mouth, he asked strangely: "Hey, Sri Rand, why are you still shopping if you don't hurry home?"

Wangwen Wenqie breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Meet a new classmate, by the way, do you want to come to my house?"

"I'm not going, I'm going to starve to death." The boy pursed his mouth. "So many people have died, the school building is simply cursed."

Of course Wangwen Wenqiu knew that it was not a curse, so he just echoed a few words and said: "I have some interesting things in my house to show you."

"Healthy?" Mu Su sullenly emerged from behind him.

Wangwen Wenqie turned his head and saw him greeting with a friendly smile: "Hi Musu."

"Hey old Chinese doctor with a weird face." Mu Su looked at him suspiciously. "Your illness looks better."

It was an ordinary conversation, but Musu's tone made the players feel that it was a meeting between two patients from a mental hospital.

"It's just a few minor problems." The good-tempered person looked around and asked everything, but didn't care.

"Where's that good friend of yours?" Mu Su looked around, and the little friend behind him poked his head out to look around too.

"He's less lucky than me." Wangwen Wenche shrugged, simply stating that Martian Beach didn't make the top [-].The black line on the top of the head is slightly solidified and then gradually blurred.

He thought for a while, and asked the boy next to him, "Do you need me to introduce him to you?"

Not long after the game server was launched, the two of them had a super (useless) ability copy in the same row. He had a good impression of Musu and didn't mind doing a little favor.

"Brother David." The boy greeted Musu with some fear, and whispered to Wangwen Wenqie, "I didn't even know you had such a good relationship with Brother David."

It seems that Musu's identity is very prestigious among children.

Mu Su snorted softly as the answer: "I changed my name, just call me Brother Mu Su from now on."

The boy respectfully called Brother Musu again.

Ying Hua, who was hiding behind Mu Su, showed her figure sideways: "I also changed my name, please call me Pachinko."

Mu Su squinted: "Can I call you game currency?"

After recounting the old days, the two groups separated.Looking at their backs, Mu Su heaved a sigh of relief, the habit of nostalgia in old age can never be changed.

Looking at the dark clouds above the coastline, Mu Su sighed softly: "The next rain will not be light."

"How did you know it would rain?" Yinghua asked puzzled.

"Didn't you see the cloudy sky?"

While the two idiots had very different styles of fighting and fighting, the other players were still honestly looking for a way.

They either wandered around Wanghaijiao Town, or asked for directions, and the smarter ones took advantage of the situation as if they were looking, hearing, and asking.

But after all, there are some players whose progress lags behind everyone.

After the dungeon was quiet for an hour, the player who was eliminated by the evil spirit finally appeared again—if you don't count me as His Highness Rabbit.

After the initial adaptation period, the difficulty of the dungeon kicked off.Players have experienced complex matters such as hearing names, finding addresses, identifying relatives, and responding to inquiries.

In the first class in the afternoon two hours later, there were less than 800 players in the school building.

One noon, one fifth.

In one of the classrooms, the players looked at the empty seats in the middle of the classroom, feeling confused.

Musu's seat was empty.

……

At this moment, Musu and his little friend are on the coastline below the slope of the school building.

There are countless jagged rocks protruding from the hillside, and the pale sand is smooth and unmarked.

Wrapped by the sea breeze, the rotten smell hits the face, dead fish and rotten shrimps are washed to the shore, and the gray sea surface is unabated, but lifeless.

The Dead Sea is not called the Dead Sea yet, but it will be soon.

"We have successfully skipped class." Yinghua jumped onto a rock and looked at the sea, then excitedly looked at Musu: "What to do next!"

Mu Su took a deep breath intoxicated, then retched for a while, and said with difficulty: "Shall we summon my second uncle?"

"You will?" Yinghua looked suspiciously.

"Anyway, it doesn't cost money to try."

Mu Su ran to the beach, picked and picked a few rotten fish, and slapped them on a flat bluestone as a sacrifice for summoning the ancient evil gods.

"You stay closer to me. My second uncle has some brain problems. It won't be good if you go crazy and hurt you."

Yinghua obediently leaned over.Mu Su stood in front of the bluestone, and gradually closed his eyes.

His whole temperament began to change.

(End of this chapter)