War Paradise

After watching the game video sent by Bloodblade, Lin Chi, who returned to the private house area, asked casually: "Do you think he has opened up?"

"Nonsense, this must be turned on." Bloodblade's voice was a little more hoarse than usual: "If it's not for opening, I'll perform a 360-degree turn streaking on the street, okay?"

"Not sure yet." Lin Chi wasn't very anxious: "During the game, did you notice other details?"

This video was filmed purely from the perspective of the bloodblade. Lin Chi couldn't see the game screens of other players, and naturally he couldn't be sure what Hellhorn did. However, in a modern warfare map without superpower blessing, it moved more than ten kilometers in one minute and killed all other players by the way. It really seems to be very evil.

The other party did not detonate a powerful bomb like Frankenstein, nor did it seem to use other weapons of mass destruction. So... how did he do it?

"I think you should report him and let the game manager decide." Lin Chi reminded.

"I've reported him a long time ago, and I haven't received a response yet." Bloodblade gritted his teeth and creaked: "I am not the only one who reported him, and many people also suspect that he is opening up. But what seems to be the administrator. I haven't investigated it, it's really a trash..."

Recalling what the war watchers had said to him, Lin Chi smiled and said, "They may not be focusing on their work here."

Then, he changed his conversation: "Regarding this'Hell's Horn,' I am more inclined to have any special skills, or equipment, followers, and the like."

"Are you trying to excuse him?" Bloodblade's voice was slightly dangerous.

"I think if the organizer of the game is not mentally handicapped, they should not invite a match to participate in the match. They should have found the iron proof that the **** horn was not opened, so they invited that guy." Lin Chi said of his own judgment. .

If it's other games, maybe it can be explained by "the organizer has a brain problem", but in "War Paradise", things are definitely not that simple.

Even if Hellhorn does use cheating software, Pulse Entertainment must have chosen him to join this battlefield for some reason.

——If this guy is also related to a certain "creator" in the game, the situation becomes more complicated.

"No matter what he did, he is dead anyway." The bloodblade's voice seemed to be burning, with a fierce killing intent: "This game is a large-scale war, and I will declare war directly to him. Can you help me defend sometime? Little brother."

"Are you paid?" Lin Chi asked straightforwardly.

"You can give you my treasured equipment, whatever you want." Bloodblade is generous: "As long as you let me kill the Horn of Hell, I will pay immediately, and the deal will be done?"

"So what exactly are you doing? Do you have soy sauce next to it?" Lin Chi teased.

"Do you remember? There is an idiot called the "Fantastic" who has been chasing me during the last match. This time he also participated in the invitational tournament. He will definitely do everything possible to kill me by then. I hope you Can kill him." Bloodblade said his request: "How about it, it's easy for you, Mr. Champion?"

"How do I know, I haven't beaten him again." Lin Chi said casually: "I'll think about it, let's get off first."

After he finished speaking, he had already withdrawn from the game without waiting for Bloodblade to answer.

If he is not entrusted by others, he generally does not like to participate in other people's "great and grievances."

However, if the blood blade can kill the Horn of Hell, there will be a lot less trouble on his side.

Compared with the sudden rise of masters who are unclear on the road, it is better to deal with players who have played against them before. In this game, Lin Chi didn't want to see too much difference.

...

After finishing his "recovery exercise" and rediscovering his feelings, Lin Chi returned home, but saw Frankenstein sitting at the table, staring at the food on the table.

"What are you doing?" Lin Chi walked over and stood behind the welcome robot.

"Simulate how humans feel when eating." Frankenstein replied.

"You are really free." Lin Chi sat on the other side of the table and looked at the robot's mask: "There are some things that you don't really need to learn."

"For example." Two white lights lit up on Frankenstein's mask.

"For example, going to the toilet." Lin Chi said of his "taboo words" when eating: "It's just a waste of time."

As soon as the words came out, Frankenstein was silent for a few seconds before coldly commenting: "Disgusting."

"Ha, you learned so fast." Lin Chi laughed again.

——Frankenstein’s learning speed is terrifying. Except for physical problems that cannot be solved, it is now very much like a human being.

It seems that Frankenstein intends to experience the feeling of human eating. It's a pity that with its physical condition, it is impossible to taste any delicacy.

What's more, the meals made by the housekeeping robots are nothing more than satisfactory and not delicious. Speaking of this...

"Do you know how to cook?" Lin Chi, who had just stood up, looked back at the Frankenstein who was still sitting at the table.

"I haven't mastered the skills of cooking human food." Frankenstein's answer was honest.

"I'm thinking... if you are interested in human food, it might be a good choice to learn how to cook." Lin Chi waved to Frankenstein, yawned and walked to the bedroom: "I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow."

"Cooking..."

Frankenstein, who had never considered this issue, searched for recipes on the Internet, instantly saved the cooking methods of thousands of dishes in his consciousness, and then began a second search.

It stood up, came to the bedroom door and raised his hand, knocked gently on the door:

"Is there anything..." The man's voice in the bedroom was vague, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"What do you like to eat?" Frankenstein asked.

"My words... just have meat." Lin Chi fell asleep after only saying this.

"carnivore."

Frankenstein murmured, went back to the living room and stood for a while, then turned and walked towards the kitchen occupied by housekeeping robots all the time.

Although my body cannot perceive the taste of the food in this world, as Lin Chi said, maybe I can feel the "charm" of these foods through cooking.

"Hello, hello." The pillar-shaped robot in the kitchen kept making welcome sounds.

Housekeeping robots are generally automatic cooking that turns on smart kitchen utensils, and do not need any cooking tools at all, but what Frankenstein has to do is "manual cooking" that humans have used for thousands of years.

"Give me an apron." Frankenstein said.

"Hello."

"Don't understand..."

Seeing the stupid appearance of the housekeeping robot, Frankenstein reached out and knocked the opponent's head, then lowered his head, and started looking for the apron inside the house.