Brilliant Arrow

Chapter [-] God's position... Deprivation! (Four)

Just before he fell into a coma, Elder Sun saw the blurred figure of the waiter, and the originally sincere smiling face suddenly showed an incomparably ferocious look. 【|】

Seeing that the five executives had completely fallen into a coma, the waiter smiled contemptuously, and suddenly walked quickly to the big three-dimensional screen, clicked multiple red and blue buttons on the table continuously, and a golden virtual screen jumped out.

The waiter did not stop, and immediately began to operate extremely skillfully. After 3 minutes, the three-dimensional large screen flickered, and rows of English letters and data appeared. These English letters, each group, represent A country in the world's Union "Baye", and the numbers behind it are divided into two columns, the first column of numbers is... one in 40!

All the same number - one in 40!

The second column of numbers is different.

Finally, a smile of success appeared on the waiter's face.

"More than 9000 special firewalls are all removed, and the core data of the main system of "Ba Ye" can be checked at will. This is the opportunity that our Empire of Japan has been waiting for for three years! Hmph! There is not enough time, and I am not interested in anything else, only this one The elements must be changed!"

The falcon-like eyes of the waiter scanned the line of English at the top of the screen: Country—Probability of players becoming gods—the current number of gods.

There are three columns in total!

"Hey! This one-in-40 probability is stipulated by your five old fellows in partnership. In my opinion, it's completely farting! It's seriously unbalanced. The low-level Chinese ethnic group has a population of 14 billion. In the end, even if only 4000 million people enter the game, wouldn’t there be [-] gods? Don’t even think about it! The country with the highest probability of becoming a god will always be our great Yamato nation!”

The waiter's face was flushed strangely, his eyes were shining brightly, and he tapped the virtual keyboard quickly with both hands. On the three-dimensional screen, the number representing the chance of Japanese players becoming a god was gradually getting bigger !

40 in 39... 30... 20 in [-]... [-] in [-]...

In the end, it suddenly stopped at one ten thousandth!

From the original 40/[-] to the current [-]/[-]!

The server was so angry that he punched the table with his fist, and said in a dissatisfied voice:

"M, there is still a limit probability! One ten-thousandth is the maximum value, and the intelligent system has already begun to reject it, and it can no longer become bigger. Forget it, we can only stop here."

At this moment, a systematically synthesized electronic female voice suddenly sounded in the room:

"Warning! An abnormal infrared heat sensor index was detected in the room. Except for the five supervisors, idlers are not allowed to stay in the room for more than 5 minutes. Unrelated personnel please leave quickly!"

"Warning! An abnormal infrared heat sensor index was detected in the room. Except for the five supervisors, idlers are not allowed to stay in the room for more than 5 minutes. Unrelated personnel please leave quickly!"

"Warning! An abnormal infrared heat sensor index was detected in the room. Except for the five supervisors, idlers are not allowed to stay in the room for more than 5 minutes. Unrelated personnel please leave quickly!"

After ringing three times in a row, the electronically synthesized voice suddenly changed:

"The infrared index is still abnormal. After 30 seconds, the holographic monitoring system will be activated and the door will be locked."

The waiter snorted coldly, turned around and left, but suddenly thought of something, and turned around suddenly, staring at a row of letters and numbers.

Country: China.

Probability of a player becoming a god: 40 in [-].

The current number of gods: 130 seven people.

"Damn Chinese people, dare to rob the Diaoyu Islands with our Great Japanese Empire! I will let you never recover! The national war waits for death!"

The waiter cursed viciously while typing on the virtual keyboard at high speed, and saw that the number representing the probability of Chinese players becoming a god on the large three-dimensional screen began to shrink rapidly!

40 in 50... 100 in [-]... [-] in [-]...

In the end, it suddenly became one in 1000 million!

"Couldn't be any younger! Hmph! China pigs, I've left you some soup, it's a big deal for you!"

After finishing these tasks, the waiter jumped onto the table and pressed a very special dark red button on the top wall of the three-dimensional large screen.

In an instant, there was a flicker on the big screen, and a line of words jumped out:

"Are you sure to start the system self-healing program?"

"Sure!"

In an instant, all the data on the big screen disappeared, and the special firewalls began to load automatically. However, the source code of these firewalls was not the one manually loaded by the five supervisors.

……

sitting depressed

In a luxurious box above the restaurant, with a worried look on his face, he flipped through the friend list absently, and suddenly, a name was highlighted.

Slightly stunned,

Mei Mou opened wide, she stood up suddenly in shock, and knocked over the table directly, then, she clicked on the name with her trembling fingers, and sent a message.

"Ba Ye" China area, the neutral area of ​​the imperial city.

"Before we came here today, the three of you... how many gods have you fought against in total?"

The woman in the palace costume was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect the master to ask herself this question, she felt a bit stuck in her thoughts for a while, but she immediately made a cute expression, stretched out her slender fingers like green onions, pointed her rosy lips and said:

"Let Ling'er think about it! Well... there are almost 100 people!"

"I want specific numbers."

said lightly.

"This... Ling'er can't remember clearly!"

The young man in a Confucian robe next to him smiled and said:

"130 seven."

The girl in palace costume gave the young man in Confucianism a dissatisfied look, pouted and said:

"Master, you know that the second senior brother has a good head and a good memory, but Ling'er doesn't have this ability, hmph..."

Haha laughed, gently stroked the girl's hair and said:

"Okay, it's not bad if you can remember more than 100, then tell me, why has the master asked you to fight so many gods for so long?"

This time the girl in palace costume blurted out immediately:

"Of course it is to enhance the power of our god origin, and to hone our combat experience. In short, it is to obtain a higher god position when we awaken to become a god, and in the future growth, Inspire greater self-potential."

Hehe smiled and said:

"You're only half right."

"what?"

The woman in palace costume was slightly taken aback, and quickly turned her brain, but she couldn't think of another reason anyway.

Turning his head slowly, those black and white eyes, deep as the sea, swept across again.

A strange fiery look flashed across the bodies of the gods.

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