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Chapter 727: Inject a little surprise into the nightmare

In later generations, there is a popular online social activity called cyber cricket fighting.

One of the more classic topics is called "One hundred Huang Feihongs versus one hundred Maxim machine gunners, who will win?"

In order to prove that the power of modern firearms is far superior to traditional Chinese martial arts, Wong Fei-hung is required not to use tricks like sneak attacks in the middle of the night, but to face the enemy openly like in a turn-based RPG. At the same time, machine gunners are all three-star veterans with unlimited ammunition by default.

This cricket fighting culture actually has a long history and is widely spread and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Many people are willing to believe that the gods they secretly worship at home must be more effective than the gods and Buddhas in the temple.

I believe that the mysterious little remedies recommended by gossipy ladies can cure all diseases and are more cost-effective and better quality than the shoddy medicines in hospitals.

Don’t ask why, the reason is to win!
Wang Yunxiao has never tolerated other people's bad habits.

You let yourself be fooled by all kinds of things and believed their lies after just a few words.

He is still spreading lies to confuse the public, inciting people's hearts, and can't distinguish between truth and falsehood...

Are you a little bee in a greenhouse, growing up eating nectar? What do you believe what others say?
If it is so easy to distort cognition and rewrite reality, if you can do it, why can't I?
"Liu Er" is such a monster that he forcibly distorted through official channels.

In just one day, information about Liu Er was spread to every street and alley in Nantong District through the mouths of local celebrities and social figures, and the terrifying image of "Liu Er, a notorious bandit who does all kinds of evil" was fabricated out of thin air in the collective cognition.

As for whether there might be any legal or moral issues, Wang Yunxiao could no longer care about them.

When people are about to starve to death, they won’t care whether what they eat is slop or not.

And it turned out that he chose the right card.

As soon as Liu Er was released, he was affected by the dream circuit environment and mutated on the spot. He was transformed into a humanoid beast with a green face and fangs at a speed visible to the naked eye. He rushed into the opposite side of the army and killed people indiscriminately as if he was in an empty space.

This thing has at least three rogue characteristics in collective cognition.

The first one is "will not die easily" bestowed by Song Lili herself. Unless one encounters a strong cognitive ability of the same level to intervene, otherwise it is almost equivalent to immortality in this dream.

The second is the "successful escape from prison by a bandit" officially certified by the Nantong District Police Station. On the one hand, it gives him flexible mobility, but on the other hand, it also acknowledges that officers and soldiers cannot easily arrest him.

It just happens to provide a special attack bonus for these copycat soldiers.

The third type is the "brutal and violent, killing people like flies" passed down by word of mouth among the people of Nantong District, which once again raised his martial arts value to the pinnacle in collective cognition.

With these three buffs combined, even if thrown into Fuyuki City, it would be at least at the level of a four-star Basaka.

I can’t say that only you can play and I can’t.

Come and play!
As Liu Er swept through the entire long street like a whirlwind, even someone like Wang Yunxiao, who was extremely insensitive to the concept of dimension, could clearly feel the ground shaking beneath his feet.

This dream circuit has begun to show signs of instability.

"I saw the core of this dream!"

Chen Yan suddenly said: "But I can't describe it..."

"Which direction?"

Before Wang Yunxiao could speak, Xiang Biao, who was not far away, suddenly asked.

Chen Yan looked at Wang Yunxiao, and Wang Yunxiao nodded, indicating that she could speak.

So Chen Yan raised her hand and pointed forward. A silver flame shot out from her fingertips, cutting through the heavy fog and projecting into the distant darkness.

"Okay, go play somewhere else, little girl!"

Xiang Biao turned his head and yelled, "Let's go!"

The soldiers under his command immediately put away their guns, changed direction, and rushed towards the direction indicated by the silver light like mercury pouring out of the ground.

"Brother, can you really trust them?"

"What do you believe..."

Although he said this, Wang Yunxiao was able to confirm the true identities of these people in his heart.

Being impolite is not the problem. The palace soldiers are never polite or reasonable.

Among the twelve methods, everyone can reason, except the soldiers. There are no taboos in the military.

Judging from past experiences, the Secret Service's guards are basically like this. They are cold and inhumane, and can choke you to death when they open their mouths.

People like Qi Bingliang who can understand and speak human language are extremely rare exceptions.

If he talks to you nicely and tries to solve the problem through dialogue and communication, then there is something wrong with this person.

In the eyes of the government soldiers, the ultimate answer to resolving all conflicts is fighting.

So don’t be fooled by the fact that Wang Yunxiao and Xiang Biao were face to face and refusing to give in, as if they were about to fight if they had a disagreement. In fact, this is the correct procedure for the palace soldiers to confirm each other’s identities.

Anyone who dares to show any weakness will be suspected.

You are so weak it must be because you are not pure enough.

Now, after Chen Yan pointed out the direction, Xiang Biao and his 66th Company decisively took on the task of being the vanguard.

As for trust, trust is another matter.

What the palace soldiers fear most is having no target, or not being able to see the health bar above the enemy's head.

If you dare to point the way, I will dare to follow it.

Heaven is on the left, hell is on the right. The soldiers don’t care. They will fight their way out whichever way they go.

…………

"From the moment the rebels entered the city, the real disaster began."

"They aimed their guns at every living thing."

"It was only then that Chen Laosi realized that the president was not some saintly monarch. In her cold and cruel plan, she did not leave any room for the humble people to survive."

"Now she sits high in the sky, looking down at the people of the world with cold eyes. The few lines she writes lightly on the memorials are like a towering mountain to the people who used to believe in and worship her fanatically."

"Zhang Liangyu understood the inner thoughts of the woman. He knew that he had to do the things that she wanted to do but could not do in a big way. Only when he got his hands dirty, the woman would really let down her guard against him."

"The most urgent task is to catch Liu Er first..."

Liu Er?

The author looked at the words he had just written and fell into deep thought.

Who is Liu Er?

As soon as he had a thought, the mountain of manuscripts beside him flew up slowly without wind, revealing one piece of text after another.

I didn't design this character myself.

His gaze passed through the words on the paper and looked beyond the countless layers of dimensional barriers, at the shadow shrouding the sky above Tianmen.

It is a huge calculation matrix composed of countless words.

The matrix, which was originally running smoothly, has become gradually sluggish at this moment.

Many key nodes are flickering.

The other party finally couldn't bear it anymore and intervened. Who could it be?

Zhou Yaowen? Or...

It's a pointless struggle. It's too late to intervene now.

The matrix has started to operate, the perfect social structure is being reorganized, and minor obstacles are not worth mentioning.

He took a deep breath and began to write.

"According to the order of the President, all soldiers are to remain on standby and are not to act without authorization."

(End of this chapter)