big brain explosion

Chapter 541 Desperate

Algebra cannot give up killing Baige, because cleaning up life this time is a task, not his spontaneous behavior.

Therefore, no matter how much the price is paid, even if the gain outweighs the loss, he has to implement it.

As a low-level high-dimensional creature, it has no authority to borrow energy from the vacuum. Even for this mission, it is only approved to borrow eight protons.

These eight protons, which he charged to low-dimensionality from the very beginning, are intended to be used as consumption for the entire cleaning operation.

Unexpectedly, he was killed directly.

Therefore, the second death, the third death, in order to make up for his mistakes, he used all the substances of his own body.

His body only has dozens of molecules in total, and he recharged money one after another. After losing all his money, he has already lost a lot of money.

It is not impossible to take out another [-] protons, but he will become the weakest high-dimensional creature.

If another 50 protons are taken out, he will die directly, because the remaining substances are no longer enough to maintain life activity.

"One hundred thousand, no, if you want to kill him, you need at least 12... Hehe, it's really unprecedented to kill a low-dimensional creature with so much..."

Algebra was reluctant, but he came down resolutely.

"It's better to be poor than to be dead..." Algebra didn't hesitate, as if cutting off his own arm, he equivalently transformed the energy of his 12 protons into his low-dimensional projected body.

Unfortunately, he still miscalculated Baige's strength.

In just a few seconds, his eyes went dark, and he came back dead again.

"Damn! Almost, almost!"

Algebra felt that he was not far away from victory, but he was a little bit unlucky and misjudged Baige's hole card.

He was fighting with the opponent, and he felt a little hopeful, but he didn't expect Chao Gang's one hundred thousand punch to be a clumsy power.

In the end, he was punched as if he had paid 15 protons, and he was killed in seconds.

"Is 15 the limit?"

"This guy actually has multiple combat states?"

Every time I see Bai Ge, I feel that he is stronger than the last time.

"If there is any stone tablet support before, it is the most common state."

"The third time he killed me, he was in a serious state. After all, he was excited at the time, and there was background music..."

"But just now...there was no background music, it must have entered another state. Not only that, but also more tired and weak..."

Thinking of this, based on experience, Bai Ge should have entered a state of overload.

After all, it's too much for a low-dimensional creature to use a power of 15 superclass, it should have a head!

"Add another 20, and it will definitely kill him... No... 25!"

Algebra sadly parted with his own body, just like cutting off another arm. No, this level, plus what he lost before, is already a low-level amputation.

Holding the belief that this time, no matter what, this low-dimensional creature must be killed.

Algebra is engulfed in the brilliant power of heaven, and it comes for the fifth time.

At this moment, Baige and Haixing are about to meet the other nine descendants who are exterminating their lives.

If you don't want to destroy the world, Baige only left one percent of his power, and lent the remaining 90.00% to the members to continue to develop more three-dimensional.

And this one percent, he divided half of it to Hai Xing.

In layman's terms, Bai Ge and Hai Xing are currently 5000 million over the top.

As their opponents, the nine descendants who came down to clean up their lives in the name of truth only had eight protons per person...

Because they have not yet been in the same three-dimensional plane, and have not faced the nine descendants who feel the power to be counter-suppressed, they are standing in the ruined universe, waiting for Baige and Haixing.

Seeing this scene, Algebra shouted quite emotionally: "Function! They are coming! Run away!"

"Huh?" Functional Heart said, are you crazy?High-dimensional meets low-dimensional, and still wants to escape?
It's like playing Super Mario, when you encounter a turtle and are about to jump on it and trample it to death.

Suddenly, a brother was shocked and stopped him, screaming as if he saw some deadly behavior: "No! It's a turtle! Run!"

"What about you? Algebra, and didn't you agree to clear up this rebellion, why do you keep them alive?" Function wrote lightly, as if algebra was just to clear a group of mobs.

This is the normal mentality of high-dimensional descendants. After all, they can't really die in low-dimensional.

However, algebra no longer cared about face, and said anxiously: "This is not an ordinary low-dimensional creature, no... it is not normal at all!"

"Very strong, really strong...too strong! Too strong!"

"Eight protons are not enough, really not enough! Everyone quickly divert energy from the main body!"

Listening to Algebra's warning, the other nine descendants looked indifferent.

For this mission, a total of eight proton energies were approved by the superiors. Out of respect for dimensionality reduction and rebellion, they fully charged them from the beginning.

Functions and algebra are brothers, but he asked: "Aren't you dead?"

"That's right, I was killed! And it was a single kill..." Algebra said, hesitating for a moment, and then said: "...four times."

Now that he has cut off half of his own body, face is no longer important, the task must be completed, so he confessed.

Death is nothing, the key is not to lose!If you lose, you will die.

However, the focus of the remaining nine is on the fact that he died at the hands of low-dimensional creatures.

It felt like hearing about a GM who was killed by wild monsters.

"Algebra... You're dead, you can't say that low-dimensional creatures are too strong, right?" Function, as his brother, felt extremely ashamed.

But then, they were shocked by the algebraically teleported body.

Because they are too strong, the nine of them are like ants in front of algebra.

"Are you crazy? How much have you charged?" They can tell what's going on just by looking at the function.

Algebra gritted his teeth: "Total... 48!"

Immediately, the other nine descendants were in an uproar, looking at Algebra in shock.

And they said in unison: "You're not good enough?"

None of them are willing to recharge, because they can only pay with their own body.

Life is energy, energy is asset, asset is life.

Lose more than 50 protons, and algebra dies. Although 48 will not die, it will also make algebra look like a useless person in high dimensions in the future.

As a low-level producer, he was not rich at first, but now he has lost his fortune in algebra, and it is even more difficult to maintain his daily life in the future.

In order to kill low-dimensional creatures, he charged 48 yuan and cut off half of his body.

This is equivalent to saying: I can't live through this day, and I want to kill this low-dimensional creature.

Not only did everyone not feel vigilant, but they all felt that Algebra was killed four times by low-dimensional creatures, and his mentality collapsed, and he was on the top?
Function lamented: "Low-dimensional energy cannot be transferred back to high-dimensional. Do you know what you have done? What about your intelligence? What about your calmness?"

"Be sober! This is a low-dimensional world!"

Algebra saw that even his brothers said that, so he didn't say any more.

If he hadn't personally experienced Bai Ge's situation, being killed four times in a row, he would not have believed it.

"Forget it, I will pass on some of my experience to you in advance..."

"After you die in a while, don't come to revenge immediately, think calmly, you must unite and cooperate, and don't just charge hundreds or thousands of temptations."

"That's a gift!"

Everyone stared blankly at Algebra's serious talk about the experience of dealing with low-dimensional creatures.

I saw the temperament of algebra, full of consciousness of betting everything.

He said solemnly: "I know this is a low-dimensional world..."

"But I also know that this battle is definitely not a low-dimensional battle, and the enemy is not an enemy in common sense."

"It became very clear to me that in order to win, you have to give something, even go all in on it."

"I don't care about face, I don't care about dignity. This battle is already related to my life!"

"My little brother, it's you who should wake up."

Function stared blankly at his heroic brother, in a trance, as if they had returned to the era before they were swallowed up by the Sanjiu King, they were still the military leaders of the fifth-level civilization, and they fought for the resources and living space of the race. .

If the enemy that brother said was not a low-dimensional creature, Function would almost be excited.

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　ps: Sorry for the shortness.

　　
　
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