What is a first-class savior?.

Chapter 182 Why should I let you jump in line?
[Survival time of this simulation: 24 days]

[Congratulations on obtaining 290 free attributes]

[Congratulations on getting 29 opportunities to draw talents]

The biggest achievement of this simulation is to find out the points of resentment scattered all over the world. Next, as long as they are broken one by one, the doomsday crisis will be successfully resolved.

In addition, he also conducted an experiment in the world hub.

He spent one trillion Moda coins in the Watchmen Association, which is undoubtedly a huge sum of money. The circle of gods in the entire world hub was stirred up by him, but Moda never looked for him from the beginning to the end.

Was it because the time was so short that Morda didn't notice?
Not too possible.

Because 20 days on the earth is equivalent to half a year at the world hub.

At least Moda is also a powerful true god, so he shouldn't be so slow. If he is in a world where the flow of time is slower at other times, his reaction time will be more abundant.

So why didn't you come to him?
"Lu, help me deduce something."

The Apostles of Dawn are all on this aircraft at the moment, and Lu is no exception, and it is very convenient to use.

"My lord, what is the matter?"

Lu Bi respectfully asked.

Lu was a little ashamed, because he helped Wang Ran perform deduction several times, but he didn't get any particularly valuable information.

"It's a bit complicated"

It happened that the apostles of Chenxi were all here, Wang Ran thought for two seconds, and simply explained the details of the world hub.

In the end, he asked: "I spent one trillion MMO coins in the Watchmen Association, and it stands to reason that MMO will definitely come to me, but half a year has passed since the world hub, and MMO hasn't moved at all, why is that? "

After listening to Wang Ran's words, Lu Hu's body shook.

He seemed to be a different person, looking upward at a 45° angle, exuding a vicissitudes of life.

"He's not here"

Lu murmured.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Ran asked.

Lu gritted his teeth, he had reached his limit, but he didn't want to disappoint Wang Ran again.

Hold on!
Let me deduce a little more!
Mordah Him.
"Moda is not in the world hub!"

"He's trapped!"

After all, Lu rolled his eyes, and fainted blissfully with the idea that "the news this time should be useful to adults".

Master II supported Lu from behind.

"He's mentally exhausted, so give him this recovery potion."

Wang Ran took out a bottle of spirit recovery potion from the storage in his pocket. He originally prepared it for himself, but he didn't expect it to be used by Lu.

"grown ups--"

Master Er took the potion with a touched expression on his face.

"We are just your servants." He said tremblingly, "You don't have to be so kind to us, Lu can recover by himself."

Potion?We deserve to drink too?

Wang Ran was silent.

After two seconds, he said with a cold face: "Compared with this bottle of potion, I care more about Lu's body, please feed him quickly."

"Yes! Your lord!"

Master II looked down at Lu who was still unconscious, his eyes full of envy.

Lu Neng can drink the potion bestowed by the adults himself!

What an honor it is!
Why wasn't I the one who passed out?
The second leader secretly sighed.

He thought to himself that it is good that the lord did not say to take back the empty potion bottle, so I can treasure the potion bottle with the lord's fingerprints and keep it as a family heirloom
Wang Ran saw the expression of the second leader and knew that the second leader was thinking about some things again.

He pursed his lips unconsciously.

He appreciates the loyalty of the second leader, but sometimes feels helpless.

Forget it, let him go
"Moda is not in the hub of the world."

"He's trapped."

Wang Ran was lost in thought.

As the founder of the world hub, Morda is not only high in power, but also a rare powerhouse.

How could he be trapped?
Since when was he trapped?
And who trapped him?

He had many questions, but he didn't know how to answer them for a while.

He tried to ask the bamboo slips: "Where is Morda now?"

The bamboo slip replied: "Moda is on the tower, guarding the world hub every step of the way."

"What tower?"

Wang Ran asked.

"The tower refers to the huge tower that provides energy for the entire world hub and maintains the hub's operation."

Bamboo slips replied.

Wang Ran pursed her lips, thinking that she would definitely not get any useful information from the bamboo slips.

But it doesn't matter, at least he knows that Moda is trapped now, and he will not come to him when he swipes Moda's card, and when Moda escapes, he will probably be strong enough not to be afraid of Moda.

After all, it only took him more than a week to change from a helpless college student to a monster who killed gods indiscriminately.

Next, he only needs to experiment in the simulation, and wait for a few years before the end of the doomsday, to see if Mora will come to see him. If he still doesn't come, then he can safely and boldly swipe Mora's card.

Wang Ran's heartbeat accelerated.

From the day he learned of the balance in the card, he was worried, for fear that Morda would find him suddenly, but he also felt very itchy, because there was so much money in the card but he couldn't spend it.

Finally, he didn't have to suffer anymore.

He suddenly realized one thing, the reason why this card was rated as a purple talent, maybe there is also a factor that Mo Da could not restrict him from using the card.

Buy whatever you want!
Buy as much as you want!

This is the style that purple talent should have!
He took a deep breath and calmed down.

"I'll land here later, the others will disband, and Anna will be with me."

He paused.

"And babble."

He noticed that Yi Ya's eyes had become dangerous, so he decisively added Yi Ya's name.

"The three of us continue to clean up our grievances."

"I already know the location of the other grievance clusters. Next, I just need to purify them one by one, and the doomsday crisis will be resolved."

Clean part first, then simulate once.

He wanted to confirm whether Morda had been incapacitated in recent years, and then purify the remaining grievances, so as to end this doomsday before the grievances erupted.

"I listen to the arrangement of the saint."

"Yes! Your lord!"

"Living Buddha, we will follow what you say."

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Wang Ran turned to Anna and said, "I may trouble you in the next few days. There are hundreds of grievances that need to be purified."

Anna said softly: "Purifying evil is the job of an angel. There is nothing troublesome. I also want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to purify so many evils."

Wang Ran shook his head: "I want to thank you, too."

"After the resentment is purified, I'll give you a sum of money. You go to the world hub to buy a robe for yourself. Don't you angels all wear battle armor? Change the robe on your body."

He saw many angels in the video, and they all wore exquisite and gorgeous battle armor, and the style of the battle armor was exactly the same, which meant that the entire angel family had the habit of wearing armor.

Anna is his guardian angel, and he does not allow Anna to be unable to wear armor.

Anna smiled and nodded.

Wang Ran controlled the aircraft to land on the roof of a nearby skyscraper, and let down the Apostle of Dawn and the young man in green hat possessed by resentment.

"Find a place to educate this person."

Wang Ran looked at the unconscious green hat young man and said: "This person was selected by resentment, and there must be something different in his mind from ordinary people. Help him correct it and let him be a good person."

Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west.

The second teacher said respectfully: "Please rest assured."

"It's better to send him to prison." Bai Fan suddenly raised his head, "Eat on time, go to bed early and get up early, exercise, and learn a practical and useful life skill. Besides, there are men around, so there is no room for sex."

The corner of Wang Ran's mouth twitched.

He really wanted to pry open Bai Fan's head and see what was in Bai Fan's mind, why would he send people to prison every now and then?
But think about it,
What Bai Fan said makes sense
"Check this person out." Wang Ran pondered, "If he misbehaves in reality, throw him in prison for exercise."

Bai Fan's eyes brightened: "Okay!"

He thought to himself that this guy was selected by resentment, and he must have resentment, and it was very strong. Such a person must have done bad things in reality, so check it out!

"It's all gone, we're leaving too."

Wang Ran turned and walked into the aircraft.

No one asked him how to get down. Although this place is on the top of a building, it is not difficult for the Apostle of Dawn who has a superb physique.

laugh--

The aircraft closed the hatch and merged into the darkness in a rippling ripple.

The lights are dim and the smell of smoke is pungent.

This is the largest underground casino in Italy, full of shady dealings and sins that stimulate the senses.

Under the dim light, naked beauties are dancing on the gaming table.

They were the croupiers whose performance was not up to the standard last night. They were often dragged off the gaming table by the red-eyed guests and turned into tools to vent their grievances.

It's nothing to them.

It's nothing more than changing positions and methods to continue dancing, but this time they have to open their throats to accompany themselves.

Sometimes the accompaniment stops abruptly, and guests join the dance from the front.

In the corner, there was a particularly hot gambling table.

"Five! Give him five!"

"Coward! What are you dawdling about?!"

"Go to hell! Garbage!"

Hundreds of people surrounded the gaming table tightly, and those who couldn't squeeze in jumped to other nearby tables to watch. They kept making playful whistles to the people in front of the gaming table, and the noise almost knocked down the roof.

Behind the gaming table stood a white woman with a fiery figure.

She was wearing a tight red leather jacket, and the gully on her chest was squeezed so deep that it seemed to be able to accommodate men of any size, which made people want to try.

"A bullet is 100 million!"

Holding a delicate and small silver revolver, she spoke briskly.

"Two bullets, 300 million!"

"Three bullets, 600 million!"

"Four bullets, 600 million!"

"Five bullets, 3000 million!"

"Everyone has only one chance. If you make a decision, you cannot go back on your word. You are not allowed to run away, and you are not allowed to temporarily reduce the number of bullets. Otherwise, your limbs will be broken and you will be fed to the dogs."

She patiently introduced the rules to the people at the table, and then asked, "How many coins do you want to bet?"

Standing in front of the gambling table was a middle-aged man who had lost his soul.

Anyone who knows him knows that he borrowed a lot of usury loans for gambling. Not only did he mortgage his house and car, but he even mortgaged his wife.

He thought he knew every team, but he had a big upset at the beginning of the game.

He lost all his money.

The house and car are gone, and his wife has been sold somewhere.

"One by one!" The middle-aged man in front of the gambling table said tremblingly, "One is enough for me to pay off my gambling debts and send my children to school."

The corner of the woman's mouth suddenly curled up, a mocking smile appeared on her face.

"Sorry, your minimum bet is five."

Deadly words uttered from soft red lips.

"It's too bad! Huo Ji is playing funny again!"

"Look at her meanness!"

"When is it her turn to be at the table?"

"Huo Ji can't be on the table. Her performance is so good that she kills more than a dozen people every day!"

"It's no use! Huo Ji is now a celebrity in the casino!"

"She only went to the table on the second day she came to the casino. I really hate that I didn't come that day, otherwise I would have let this little bitch know how powerful my father is!"

Hearing Huo Ji's words, the middle-aged man turned pale with shock.

"why?"

he asked in a panic.

Huo Ji glanced at him contemptuously. She raised her white neck and said arrogantly: "Gambling requires chips. You can't even pay your child's tuition. How much is your one-sixth probability of death worth?" ?”

"Are you also worthy of my gaming table?"

Huo Ji's words were like a sharp arrow, piercing through the fragile heart of the middle-aged man.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's face was as white as paper.

"Hahahahaha!"

Harsh laughter sounded all around.

"Are you betting or not?"

Hawke loaded five bullets into the revolver.

"Don't bet and get out!"

"Don't stick around here to affect my wife's billing!"

"roll!"

She glared at the middle-aged man viciously, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't go!"

"Think of your sold wife!"

"You don't care about her?"

People around booed.

"Your wife has suffered under so many men now, don't you want to redeem her?"

"You owe so much money to gangsters, how can you pay it back if you don't gamble?"

"Don't be cowardly!"

"Don't you still have a one-sixth chance of surviving?"

"If you survive, you will be a rich man!"

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The middle-aged man's expression was in a trance.

Yes!

He owed so much money to gangsters, how could he pay back if he didn't gamble?If he doesn't pay back the money, the gang will chop him up!
Instead of that, it's better to take a gamble!
There is at least one-sixth chance of surviving, right? If he survives, not only can he pay off his gambling debts, but he can also take the money and fly away to start a new life elsewhere.

He said in a trance: "I bet I bet"

He staggered back to the gaming table, with his hands firmly on the table, as if he couldn't stand without one hand.

Huo Ji pursed her lips.

She turned the magazine, and then snapped it shut with a clear and pleasant sound.

click!

This soft sound decided the fate of the middle-aged man.

Huo Ji slowly raised her arms.

Feeling the cold touch of her fingertips, and looking at the middle-aged man shaking like a sieve in front of her, she showed a playful smile.

How many dead souls will this be under the gun?

The middle-aged man looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his pupils gradually dilated.

The suffocation of death enveloped him.

The clock on the wall was getting slower and slower, his vision became blurred, his hearing dropped sharply, and everything around him seemed to leave him
Suddenly, someone reached out and grabbed the muzzle of the gun.

"Damn you, but not now."

The middle-aged man suddenly woke up.

He turned to look aside and saw a young and handsome Asian face.

The clothes of this Asian are extremely neat, his demeanor is extremely calm, and his temperament is incompatible with the gamblers around him. He looks like a person who should not be here at all.

The gamblers looked at each other.

None of them noticed the Asian, who seemed to appear at the gaming table out of thin air.

"What do you want to do?"

Huo Ji asked the uninvited guest with a bad face.

"Nothing, I also want to gamble." The Asian said kindly, "Just follow your rules."

Whoa!
There was an uproar around, and the gamblers booed wildly.

"What's the rush? It's your turn when he dies!"

"Let the Asians bet first!"

"I want to see his brains pop out!"

"So funny!"

"Crash him! Crush him!"

"Give him five too!"

Huo Ji looked around calmly, and saw the casino security guard hiding in the crowd.

She was certain in her heart, and smiled contemptuously: "The most important rule of roulette is fairness. No matter rich or poor, high or low, as long as you stand in front of the gun, the chances of death and survival are the same."

"Fairness is the most important thing."

"Except for the boss, even if the president comes, he has to line up!"

"Why should I let you intervene?"

"Let me bet on six bullets." Wang Ran smiled, "Let me bet your gun jammed, bet you can't kill me."

(End of this chapter)