Global Matchmaking: I Can See Game Tips

Chapter 47 What the hell, father and son are fighting?
Albert's eyes wandered.

Subconsciously take a few steps back.

The steps are heavy and slow, each step seems to be stuck in a quagmire, and it seems powerless.

His body was bent, as if he was in great pain.

The shoulders drooped, as if the upward momentum had been lost.

"Hey, are you in a bad mood...?"

The big slug approached, the two antennae shook slightly, and then drooped down.

"Is it because Gaba ate up all the food and made you angry...?"

"It's all Gaba's fault, it's all Gaba's fault, don't be angry, okay..."

Gaba's voice was full of grievances, like a child who made a mistake.

Albert, who was exhausted, was speechless.

Even the English nationals who watched the live broadcast remained silent.There are not many bullet screens, and the screen looks deserted.

It is impossible for any normal person to be in heat with a big slug...

Having such a lousy partner is troublesome enough, embarrassing enough.

He didn't even have the face to bring it up.

Only by keeping silent can the pride of the English people appear less fragile.

Followed by.

The arrival of some new audiences broke the glass hearts of the English nationals.

"Why is no one talking?"

"My God, this big slug is really disgusting, living with such a partner is simply torture!"

"But the slug's voice is beautiful... God gave her a beautiful voice and took away her beauty. It's really sad."

"..."

The speeches that popped up suddenly were like thin needles, stimulating the nerves of the English people.

It's like uncovering a scar and adding salt to it.

I thought the new audience was from the Yan Kingdom who had had conflicts before.

Unexpectedly, when I looked at the other party's IP, it showed the United States.

The English nationals were stunned for a few seconds.

Fight back now!

"Shut up! People who hybridize with gorillas are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about us!"

"If you have time to gossip, let's first think about solving the [Frenzy] problem in your country."

"The United States is really amazing. I clearly remember that the number of people selected for punishment was only 50, and the statistics of the past two days show that the number of people participating in the riots was at least 200 million... Tsk, it's really strange."

"Could it be because I put too much oil in my cooking today, which seduced the Americans? In this regard, I must remind you that the oil I put in is olive oil, not the oil you like. Please Americans don't rob my breakfast."

"..."

I also blame the audience in the United States for not opening which pot and which pot to lift.

You have to take the lead at this juncture.

The English nationals, who were already suppressing their anger, finally found someone to vent their anger on.

In terms of yin and yang, people's English is inherited from their ancestors.

Americans who implement free will, let alone get used to it, just went up after a tantrum.

"Has the English ghost gone mad?"

"You English people are greasy all over your body. You don't even have to go to the supermarket to buy olive oil when you cook a dish. Just scrape a little off yourself."

"Or it's more appropriate to call you shit-stirring sticks, after all, your viscount is really stirring shit."

"..."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there are rivers and lakes, there must be disputes.

Cyber ​​violence always comes out of nowhere.

The two sides blew the clarion call for battle, sparred and scolded each other in the live broadcast room, exposing each other's right and wrong.

The English call the Americans abnormal human beings who are about to degenerate and return to their ancestors.

Americans call the English people sticky and disgusting human-shaped slugs.

This scolding war spread quickly in the live broadcast of the interoperable and unbounded marriage.

It attracted many people who eat melons to come to watch.

In this regard.

The reaction of the people of Yan Kingdom is:

"Why did father and son quarrel?"

"Uh... If you don't understand, just ask, who is the father and who is the son?"

"In the past, England was the father of America. Now, America is the father of England."

"Back to Tiangang, coax the family to be filial.jpg"

"The question is, is this considered domestic violence. /Squint smile.jpg"

"It doesn't count, because it's under the control of the Animal Protection Association."

This farce attracted many people from Yan Kingdom to the live broadcast room of England.

The two sides were engaged in a scolding war in full swing, and no one gave way to the other.

But all of this didn't affect the player Albert in the game world at all.

He was staring at the wooden barrel in front of him sadly.

Inside the barrel, it was filled with viscous slime.

"Hey, if you're hungry, just eat this."

As if to please the sticky insect tribe Gaba, he pushed his head against the wooden barrel and pushed it in front of Albert.

This is not useless mucus, but the high-protein and high-nutrient mucus secreted by her body.

Gaba consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

In fact, during the two days without food, Albert really ate a little.

The taste is indescribable, like disgusting sticky snot.

At least it can quench your thirst and satisfy your hunger.

For him, it is the best food right now.

Yan Country audience reaction:

"Although it looks strange, I guess it is at least better than the dishes in England."

"Look up at the stars to find out."

"Don't mention this word! Lightning protection! I was fooled by this picturesque dish name once!"

"One thing to say, I think Gaba girl is very attentive to Albert, and she is willing to give him the snot that she treasured. If this is not love, why am I so sad, thank you for your generosity~~"

"My own people, don't speak up!"

"I've said it a long time ago, this is very sweet for CP, right? / Hehe~"

……

"I can't go on like this!"

Although Albert was in a desperate situation physically and mentally.

But it would be too painful for this viscount of the Gray family of England to live on snot every day.

He's trying to find a way out of this slime-filled world.

then.

Albert ran back to the cabin, ready to enter the marriage room, take another gamble, and choose a new partner.

however.

The marriage room was originally shining with golden light, but at this moment, it was completely gloomy.

Apparently no mate has been matched yet.

"Fuck!" he swears.

I knew that the version update would be the result.

It's better to enter the marriage room earlier yesterday.

Well now, maybe when I will be able to match with a new partner.

Still have to live with this disgusting big slug for a while.

"Then enter the random room!"

Albert was forced to be cruel.

Just as he was hesitating which door to enter.

But Gaba came over and entangled him.

"Gaba is so boring and lonely...Gaba wants to play Plato with you."

Albert: "..."

Plato is not what you think it means!
Look at me now, how can I still have any worldly desires? !
I'm not in the mood to accompany you, Papapa!

"Advanced random room!"

"do not want!"

"...Accompany me in first, and find food to fill your stomach."

"But, Gaba is not feeling well."

"... What's wrong with you?" Albert asked.

Gaba was a little awkward, as if he was a little embarrassed to speak.

But look at Albert's anxious look.

I can only be honest:
"Maybe it's because I ate too much wood in the past few days, which made me a little constipated...so I want you to help Gaba through it..."

Done.

Gaba couldn't help but entangle Albert.

"So, let's hurry up and come to Plato a few more times!"

"Damn Gaba, it's quite uncomfortable to say..."

(End of this chapter)