The God of Death failed to land a surprise attack. Instead, he received a head split and was carried off the stage. It was said that he was hit by the successive defeats, a shadow was cast on the challenge arena, and he never appeared in the underground factory again.
Of course, this was an afterword.
West Landing kicked Death Gods head off and went straight off the stage. The referee didnt even have ti to ask him how he felt about his victory.
There were cheers in the arena. Obviously, there was a group of spectators who did not like Death God before, and now their emotions were gradually rising. West Landing, however, seed to be unable to hear these sounds and walked out directly.
Wei San looked at his unrestrained back in the work room, and could not help feeling that Brother Landing was still as direct as ever.
However, his murderous spirit seed to be much heavier.
It was unforeseen what hes been doing these days.
After turning off her light brain, Wei San continued to work with her hands. With her eyes closed, she used her senses to probe into the parts in her mind. Even without opening her eyes, the parts and items on her hands were glued together, piecing together accurately.
As for the main body of the cha, it took Wei San a whole day to create a rough estimate. In the evening, she took a rest and squatted at the door of the shop to eat noodles with the boss.
She suddenly received a ssage from West Landing: [Do you want to participate in the team competition together?]
Wei San was carrying a bowl and almost choked. They were perfectly fine, why did he suddenly want her to join in the team competition.
You seem quite familiar with West Landing. The shopkeeper squatting on the side ca to look at her ssage interface and said, Can you help get an autograph?
Wei San glanced at the shopkeeper and unconsciously turned her back to him. As a result, the interface was seen more clearly by the boss.
Why dont you set the interface to private directly? The shopkeeper shook his head and continued to eat his own noodles.
When Wei San heard this, she beca angry. When she first spent 30,000 star coins to buy the light brain, the clerk specifically said that the interface had a privacy screen. As a result, when she went back ho to take a look at it, the interface automatically coded her ID, and the other things were clearly exposed. Moreover, the privacy of other peoples light brain interface ant that other people couldnt see the interface except the light brain owner, and for this one, as the owner herself, even she cant see her ID.
What a good guy, false propaganda was the sa in any world.
Shes already bought everything, so Wei San could only make do with it.
After several mouthfuls of noodles, Wei San finally got up and responded to West Landing: [Three people are required for the team competition, and there will be need for a chanic in the later stages.]
There were two kinds of playing thods for the L3 level. One was an individual PK as before. The other was the team competition, in which light, dium and heavy cha compete together. In the team competition, points and star currency rewards would all double, but Wei San has never thought of looking for other people before, and she also does not know them.
West Landing: [I know, I asked today. You are a dium-sized cha. I also have a friend who is good at using heavy cha. The team competition should be more interesting, and we can get onto the leaderboard earlier.]
Entering the leaderboard ant that they could be upgraded in the later stage. Wei San has always wanted to obtain an upgrade and receive bigger rewards.
Bowing to life: [I can, but I only have ti on the weekends.]
West Landing: [Coincidentally, we only have ti on the weekends recently.]
Bowing to life: [Which random pool is your friend in L3 in now?]
Wei San wanted to gather so information about his friend.
West Landing : [Oh, hes still playing on the ground floor. He just ca in.]
Wei San: ?
West Landing probably knew that this was a bit out of line, and imdiately explained: It doesnt matter. I told him that he can challenge across levels and he should be promoted next week.
As soon as Wei San finished reading the ssage he sent, she imdiately received a notification from the system: [West Landing recomnded F*** you to death.]
West Landing : [this is my friend, you can add each other as friends first.]
Wei San: [Your friends ID is quite unique.]
West Landing : [Your IDs are all unique.]
For so ti, Wei San did not know whether West Landing was really praising them or seriously satirizing them.
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