Technology Treasure King

Everything is beyond reality. Gunshots, gunpowder smoke, visual senses, enemies running around like monkeys.

If He Ming was willing, he could even clearly see the tiny dust that would only appear under direct sunlight in an environment that was not bright.

Of course, such senses are not just a kind of visual senses, but everything in all directions, which is unimaginable by ordinary people.

He Ming judged according to the mortal senses before the New Year, he should be a little superman, that is, the realm of legendary life.

It is a pity that he soared into the sky into an immortal life, so he did not enjoy the taste of a legendary life.

But at present... these virtual shooting games are almost like this, acting directly from the brainwave, vision, and neural response systems, so they can be upgraded to the senses of legendary life at one time. This can greatly increase the charm of the virtual world.

Because ordinary people can't enjoy it in the real world at all, even the perfect body function is just a mere mortal. There is no miracle or long-term exercise effort, and a lot of corresponding wealth, so they won't enjoy it at all. The life treatment of the legendary life, let alone... the immortal life after that.

According to He Ming's understanding, the current cutting-edge virtual game technology can only involve demigods.

The senses are still elementary, far inferior to the demigod beings in the real world, because the technology and so on are not perfect, and because the economy is really expensive, it is impossible to spread to every player.

So even in the virtual world, there are all kinds of intangible restrictions on how you feel about the world.

Want to experience the power of powerful gods and demons can only be in reality, and... in virtual devices that can embody this technology.

Therefore, for powerful living bodies such as He Ming, in the virtual world it becomes... quite abnormal, destined to sacrifice powerful senses, etc., just like a young soul entering an old body; great power is compressed in Weakened container.

It seems to be able to see clearly what the one million-meter fly is doing, and it becomes ten thousand meters away.

Especially for him, the almost "all-knowing and all-powerful" voice has become an ordinary legendary life.

Regardless of him, the real world cannot do whatever one wants, nor can it be "all-knowing and all-powerful."

Quickly skipping this detail, He Ming slowly turned the silver white. It should be an advanced sniper rifle at the end of the 21st century. A sniper scope with extreme clarity and data to calculate the hit rate gently and tenderly tried to set in... *A guy who runs around like a monkey without forgetting to shoot.

In the virtual world, there will be no computer shooting card or just an ugly image of the online game; according to the program, there are only a few actions.

But... now it has developed to... if He Ming takes the virtual game of Shanmeng to the world. Well, at least the traffic on the earth will become...empty, exactly the same from Tokyo to Matsue.

So, if you don’t learn He Ming, hide and hide. Otherwise, running around like a monkey, never staying in place, shooting like a fool.

In addition, the excitement and shooting methods are all sorts of strange. After shooting, he suddenly knelt down, got down, or rolled on the spot and disappeared... It must have rolled to the back stairs.

He Ming knew that playing games with Smart Life was the result. No one shot at the same place for more than ten seconds like a fool. That is the result of being sniped. Even if he is the same, although this body belongs to the top RMB player now, oh, it is a Tongtian Jinyuan player, but... the headshot of a heavy sniper also immediately hits the street; or a shot hits the eyeball, and it is more vulnerable to shot from the fragile eyeball Brain.

Although in reality, he could create an immortal life in dozens of seconds at most. The atomic bomb wouldn't die immediately without hitting it head-on-of course it was the kind on earth.

Of course, Shanmeng's most powerful technological weapon cannot hit He Ming, unless he is dedicated to death. stand still. Been beaten all the time-but when he gets the indestructible matter in the flesh, everything can't be destroyed.

He Ming had a little bit of courage to go to Linghai...swim, plus treasure hunting.

"Pop!" He Ming finally couldn't help but shoot an idiot who was shooting at it with an automatic rifle. His image is a butcher with an automatic rifle, his muscles are not bad, and his temperament, etc. can be seen as a... old player.

"Suddenly!" The other party was experienced and experienced. I immediately found He Ming here, holding an automatic rifle and sweeping. Skilled shooting where He Ming originally lay on his stomach. Holes splashed with sawdust were punched. The gentle moonlight shot into it immediately.

He Ming had already rolled and avoided. Go looking for other shooting locations.

"Bang!" I secretly put a cold gun again, this time I was lucky. Among the more and more people in the opposite building, a player, an excited young man brazenly shot with a machine gun on the third floor above his head.

He is blocking more and more of his players.

For details, please refer to... "The earthquake, the elevator broke down!" Then a lot of people climbed the stairs frantically. Finally, the **** in the opposite building shot frantically with a machine gun.

This kind of copy is the pursuit of fast and chaotic stimulation, so there is no limit to the number of people who can enter. Generally, hundreds of thousands of people come and fight under the smart program, and most of them rush to the top, because the 30-story rooftop has a chain that cannot be destroyed in the movie Dadu River. The bridge connects the two buildings.

On the rooftop, there are flags that can only be cut off by cold weapons. If the enemy’s flag is cut off, the battle will be won, or... a tie after 30 minutes.

After every five minutes, there will be more and more hot and cold weapons on the roof, and even high-tech weapons.

And... the most important thing is infinite resurrection, without exploding any equipment.

He Ming doesn't have to be polite at all, just a shot at this kid's brow. So the guy was still smiling excitedly, and then it solidified, and blood and brains flowed out from the hole in the center of the eyebrow, white and black. The back of his head has completely turned into a rotten watermelon due to the rolling of the bullet. Finally, he was pushed forward by the heavy machine gun and fell out of the window.

He Ming also looked at the corpse with interest. He didn't expect that after just a few seconds of admiring it, his head shook, and then the blood flowed down when it became hot.

It was a bullet passing over his skull. To be precise, hit the top skull. "Fucking..." He Ming immediately rolled and fled for his life. It was dangerous. He got a headshot when he raised his head a little bit.

"Grass, the fire thief is fierce. Brothers quickly rushed upwards. There is also a rope to attack. It is one to kill one. What are you afraid of infinite resurrection. Oh, oh, we still have the supreme p player. And three at a time, cow It's getting bigger! They don't need time to resurrect, and...the explosion rate is so much. Brothers quickly kill it!"

"Shuang is dead, three supreme p, win!"

...In the light curtain in front of me, hundreds of chat boxes appeared in one minute. Each one is mostly related to the three of He Ming, the supreme p player, it's... so cool.

And the enemy on the other side shouted... He Ming, through the head of an interesting enemy, can see that the other party is very frustrated because of their three supreme players, but some masters immediately yelled to encourage ambition: "What are you afraid of?! A battle of tens of thousands of people. The opponent is only three people! Charge, go up to the rooftop in one breath! And don't forget... Use the rope to kill it to get the reward."

His own font is blue, the other's font is red, and the smart program automatically handles it, so He Ming soon saw He Longhao's green friend shouting, "Where are you brother-in-law?"

"I'm still playing on the first floor. You play it yourself. There are too many people!" He Ming could directly transfer to Xiao Hao by shouting. Otherwise, where to find a computer for typing? Hahaha!

"No problem, we're going to kill it. Come on you too. The bullets are always underneath. Weapons are getting better and better."

"Understood, I will follow right away."

That said. He Ming used sniper rifles to shoot more and more local players. He has a problem. He must run out of bullets to play shooting games, and he loves changing magazines.

There were more and more own players behind him, and many excited guys rushed to the various rooms to search, and then rushed towards the top like a dog.

More people flashed white light and ran towards the stairs with their feet stabilizing.

And very skillfully to avoid enemy fire. It seems I have played it n times.

Many players saw He Ming. A supreme p player: Gao Shuaifu 250, all took a breath of air. It's really... "It's weird, how can you play here after spending so much money? You have already used your advantage to rush to kill you?"

"Gao Shuaifu 250. Go upstairs."

"Thank you, wait a minute. Kill some first." How could He Ming tell them that it was the first time he played this dungeon and the second time he played this game. So get used to it first.

...

"Suddenly." Leaning against the window on the eighteenth floor, they swept away a few unlucky guys alive, watching the bullets shot into their bodies, blood splattered, really...stimulating hormones.

Then He Ming looked at the rope and quickly put the prepared sturdy cloth strip, the cloth strip that was torn from the quilt on the rope.

He wanted to slide over and kill him. It's a bit uncomfortable to shoot across the building. And the above is too chaotic. More than tens of thousands of people are killed every minute, and all kinds of cursing people rush toward the rooftops and go back for revenge as soon as they resurrect.

I saw a five-story building between the two-story building under the fierce firefight under the moonlight. It was covered with a rope that could be interrupted, but it was a very strong rope, as big as an ordinary person's rice bowl.

There is only one function: you can slide from your own building to the next building of the opponent.

In this way, you can kill at close range, and you can also search for loot that can only be picked up by the enemy. This increases confrontation and various temptations.

"Grass, worthy of being a supreme player, luck is really great..."

He Ming's ill-fated luck once again... makes his own eyes red, and makes the enemy... even more crazy, and he can't wait to kill this kid immediately and explode a large number of treasures.

"Congratulations, Gao Shuaifu 250 broke out..."

"Congratulations, Gao Shuaifu 250 broke out..."

Xiao Hao was also stunned. He Ming burst out many good things.

What can explode precious will never explode ordinary goods.

Although they can buy a lot of things with money, this feeling is really... you shoot to explode plasma; people shoot to explode golden pulp. Full of gold.

"Tragedy! Really deserves to be brother-in-law..." He Longhao swept wildly with a machine gun, taking a large number of people and saying to Situ Haoran speechlessly: "We have made so many lucky treasures and the result is still... No. Doesn't it mean that brother-in-law still has good things against the sky?"

"Yes, yes, maybe maybe..." Situ Haoran was absent-minded, shooting frantically with his automatic rifle, and then hiding as a dog and quickly loading bullets. He looked like a gangster, and he shouted to the chat box of his side after half talking: "Grass, come to the rooftop, we can't stand it!"

Just kidding, the boss really has something good for you to use to play games? Cut, what virtual equipment can't be bought with money, it doesn't matter whether it bursts or not. Anyway, what you exploded is not mine yet. It's like, Diaosi broke out God-level equipment. Wasn't the first idea to sell to Gao Shuaifu?

other people. The people around Bi Howming could no longer stand the various equipment He Ming played out, and it was worth it if he got his hands dead, so... scrambling to move through the smooth rope.

The enemy fired all sorts of fire immediately, so they wanted to shoot at each other. A comparatively large number can slide over with one hand and shoot with the other, ranging from automatic rifles to submachine guns.

Anyway... it is the pursuit of chaotic, sudden death game features.

Many unlucky ghosts have their arms broken in the air. Then fall...Eighteen floors, must die.

Many mentally disabled think that they can jump over, and then smash them on the opposite building in turn. Before landing, the resurrected new body is running wildly. If you are lucky, you can still see your body fall to the ground.

He Ming also ate a lot of guns. Thankfully, Supreme P's top body is not so easy to die.

When he landed on the enemy's territory, he just... quickly took out two powerful bullets from his waist, learned the coolness of Brother Xiao Ma, and shot left and right. The enemy in the chaos screamed again and again.

"Go to hell, bastard! You used an attack. You pretend to be so forceful?!" Suddenly an ordinary-looking player threw out from under a row of sofas, but the shotgun in his hand was not ordinary. Among the excited shouts, He Ming was shot over ten meters away.

He Ming's horribly strong arm immediately scattered in the air, flying full of flesh and blood.

However, he immediately rewarded the opponent with a shot with his right hand, and took a second to aim, so that it easily hit the opponent in the head. The powerful force immediately exploded the opponent's head.

"kill him!"

The enemy is more excited, this kind of death beyond the real. The very chaotic atmosphere gave them endless enjoyment-changing to the earth, such enjoyment can only go... a gun battle in which there is only one chance in life. Then it's over when it's dead. Or a computer design game that is so bad...

He Ming had no way to hide, he could only shoot "bang, bang..." everywhere, and then replaced one with another. He was really dumbfounded: so many bullets are useless, I won't change the magazine with one hand!

Since he is a quasi-powerful **** and demon, so... there is no pain at all to pass on. There is no way, so it can make the quasi-powerful gods and demons pain, then this game company is too awesome!

However, he did not die in a short period of time, because behind him, there were dozens of comrades who swept everywhere in a second.

And the other party also came up and down the stairs with more guys, almost breaking the solid ground.

The guy who found the flame grenade turned this place into a fire place everywhere.

Various sofas and even corpses burned.

The strange flavors are still very real.

Experienced players know that the fire is equal to the intensity, and can't help but secretly startled, *, what kind of equipment.

This shows the temptation of ordinary players with the equipment that He Ming exploded. It is necessary to know that ordinary intelligent life, such as earthlings, more than 99% of "dead" people will never have a job opportunity.

Therefore, at most a few gold dollars of welfare after meeting all living needs a year.

Not just human beings, other intelligent beings are also insatiable, even more intense, strong enough to kill humans in seconds.

Therefore, virtual online games have become a good way for ordinary players to make money. After all, in this world...well, look at the supreme p-players like He Ming, they are the biggest purchasing power.

Grabbing a precious piece of equipment is equivalent to decades of net income, even hundreds of years... Then you can imagine what a temptation, at least... It's still Chinese New Year today, and it's even happier to grab one.

Unexpectedly, He Ming still underestimated what he thought was "inexplicable", "Is it like I am really the protagonist of the universe?" Even the Central Optic Brain couldn't analyze the bad luck when he used a revolver to shoot at the enemy's vital points. , An unlucky ghost was shot by him in the throat again, smashing the cervical spine on the spot. This was fatal injury, so he died soon.

Then this unlucky man broke out his most valuable thing since playing games, the top five prizes of the New Year Festival, a tactical vest. It not only has a few limited edition settings, but also has powerful attributes. The most important thing is... it belongs to very few copies that can be worn freely. Including the good things from world battles, and things that are in big pockets and tactical pockets can be brought in.

So in this game, it has a nickname called "transport vest". You can transport precious supplies of spike gold to some important copies that have run out of ammunition.

Finally, it has one of the most precious data: worth 5 million US dollars or 500 Tongtian gold dollars.

And a supreme p player only needs 1 million US dollars; the annual income of an ordinary intelligent life is 2 gold dollars, so at least the income of an ordinary life without eating or drinking for two hundred and fifty years.

After all, many parts of Shanmeng are not as "high" welfare as the Dead Man State.

"Fuck! Grab!"

"dry!"

"Grab, grab, grab!"

Important equipment broke out with very conspicuous information, and the team members on their side looked at it... and became crazy. All the votes are here, the above battle, well, there are two Supreme P players. They won't grab equipment, will they?

The enemy... is even crazier, after the ten-minute statute of equipment has passed. Or 29 minutes before the end of the battle, everyone can pick up equipment frantically.

"Hold it up, brothers, don't worry about it, the top limited edition equipment broke out, this belongs to us!"

"Come and kill a few! Hurry up, **** some machine guns and bazookas to break the ropes."

"Kill them all, top equipment can't be leaked."

And... very funny. Many enemies automatically sent to the door to let He Ming kill. No resistance.

He Ming couldn't laugh or cry. Killing seven or eight guys still broke some high-level goods. Make your partner crazy. However, the guy who had been killed by him rushed up to take revenge, and the shotgun blasted his head from close range, making him a headshot.

Of course, he was resurrected instantly, and he rushed up from the first floor, picking up a lot of equipment, and refreshing more and more equipment. For example, with a powerful rocket launcher, He Ming blasted his madness regardless of the enemy and me.

"God costume big explosion king: Gao Shuaifu 250 professional points!"

"Be professional! Don't fight from behind!"

Intentionally killing your teammates will be automatically kicked out by the system and will leave some negative data. If you get more of this number, it will be abolished. Find a copy to play with no one and "people" to play with you.

However, there is no way for weapons of large power range. He Ming had no choice but to... he didn't mean it.

"Wow..." Soon the **** hit back with a bazooka. Bombarded under the moonlight.

The beauty of the trajectory and the charm of the hidden **** of death can only be seen on earth in the Middle East, right?

"Boom..." He Ming had already escaped early, and then all sorts of counterattacks...

In the end, this top equipment was grabbed by a player. Then, laughing wildly, he was beaten to death. He didn't know whether he was killed by himself or his enemy...but his smile showed that it was too worthwhile!

Then He Ming continued to play five or six rounds in one breath. He Ming's unlucky luck made the players on both sides go crazy. The game company intervened and was quite puzzled. The relevant intelligent system called up the data to observe... It was completely normal, without any. The external traces are just that this player is incredibly lucky every time.

The universe is too big and there are countless magical lives. Of course, the game company will not...have fart calculations, but can't ask for it.

There is no doubt that this kind of great person should play more of his own games. If it is not for fear of destroying the fairness system, they will directly fix He Ming's luck at...the highest level.

There is no doubt that people must be extraordinary lives. Flattering must be in place. Otherwise, even if you have offended a big boss for millions of years, it will be the result of a sudden closing. People's money will kill you!

But that was too exaggerated...I still didn't do that. Flattering can't be taken on a horse's feet.

After playing this dungeon, He Ming moved to other dungeons, this time it was "riotous city": that is, during the New Year, there were mobs attacking, the blue side defended against the citizens, and the red side attacked by any means.

Of course He Ming chose the red side, and the attackers are the happiest.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

...

A little bit of time passed... Suddenly, He Ming, who had played a few copies, felt that someone was approaching him in reality.

Before long, a soft voice rang, and a related light curtain reminded him: "Hello, dear player, someone is looking for you in reality."

"Someone is looking for me, I'll just play here, I'll go back and have a look, maybe it won't come!" He Ming shouted to Xiao Hao and prepared to quit the game. Xiaohao was fascinated and nodded again and again, "Understood!" "Received!"

He Ming also thinks what kind of wife wants sweetness?

However, a few seconds later, the environment changed, and the supernatural senses ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the infinite power of the quasi-powerful gods and demons returned to him, opened his eyes, and his smile... to be precise, his lustful smile solidified.

"Brother...it's time to go, go to work? It's over there! The eldest brother and the second elder brother were found by the *super hacker. The eldest sister and the second sister-in-law have gone to the door! If you don't go anymore, you will die!"

A dignified man with a world-class figure, Xue Huhou was in front of the large and luxurious sofa, with open eyes.

Xue Hu hadn't finished speaking yet, He Ming's face appeared again...a smile of "lightness and lightness". He stood up with a huge body, stood up to kill the opponent's head, slapped his strong and broad chest with his big hands, and looked righteous. Said: "I'm going to work, don't worry, I will go! Just now...I was worried about the world's major events, so I forgot the time for a while. You should understand me? After all, there are so many every minute and every second on the earth. ...Things far more important than family chores. Therefore, serving the people is really our first pursuit and the first task..."

Xue Hu nodded again and again, speaking with a pious expression like a real god, but in his heart he was so contemptuous..."unprecedented and unprecedented".

Nima, if I believe in you again, I will be really silly to say!

ps: The first one.