God Simulator

Before further weapons experiments, Lu Yao decided to deal with the placement of Harrow first.

"Would you consider coming to my place to work?"

Although Harrow is often disgraced, it sticks to its principles and never forgets its original intention. It has been looking for the red dragon since it said it was looking for it. Even if it is difficult to collect the corpses of the red dragon, it still does not give up.

In addition, although it is not very powerful, it maintains a stubborn classical chivalry spirit - in any case, it is precious in this era of rapid changes in everything.

Regardless of whether he is strong or not, he has a good temperament.

"Mr. Sailor, thank you for your kindness, please allow me to refuse."

This Cerberus from the underworld raised his head and raised his chest, with a solemn look on his swollen face: "I am a Cerberus, and I am always ready to accept the call and recruitment of the underworld."

Lu Yao took out the red dragon's corpse from the props column. In the real universe, it would be a clay-like mixture of broken bones and scales.

"In that case, I won't force it. This is the remains of Cataro that I took out from the deep burial box. Take it with you."

"Thank you very much for your generosity and help. I will remember your kindness today and never forget it."

Harrow looked grateful.

Then it opened its mouth and sucked in, swallowing the remains of the red dragon into its stomach.

Lu Yao asked it: "What's the next step?"

Harrow burped, his stomach growling.

After it calmed down, it spoke: "Mr. Sailor, with this part of the wreckage, there are not many fragments left of Kataro."

"You were right before, you can't stay in the past. I should also move forward."

The pirate dog's eyes became extremely serious: "Actually, in the old days, there were organizations including the committee that invited me to join, but I basically refused. Because once the underworld calls me, I will unconditionally return to where I once was. "This is unreasonable and unfair to other organizations."

"But now that Cataro's matter is over, I will return to the Black Tea Party and do what I can."

"Black tea party?"

This was the first time Lu Yao heard about this organization.

Judging from the name, it looks like some aristocratic lady's tea party, but it seems a bit inappropriate to put it on a three-headed dog.

"The Black Tea Party is actually a hometown association of a group of strangers. It is a very loose informal organization. Everyone does not have to bear heavy and cumbersome obligations and responsibilities. They just communicate and contact each other regularly to share what they have. Sometimes they also help each other. "

"In the early days of its founding, the first few members all liked drinking black tea, and they would always serve a cup of black tea at gatherings... This tradition continued, and later it was simply renamed the Black Tea Party."

Harrow said: "I was introduced by Mr. Charon, the ferryman, but I haven't participated much. Mr. Charon has helped me a lot. Now that I have put aside the tasks on my shoulders, it's time to communicate more with everyone."

Lu Yao asked: "What do you do at the black tea party on a daily basis?"

"If we meet, it's just to drink tea and chat."

Harrow stuck out his tongue and licked his nose: "If there is anything to do, the main thing is to have a meeting."

Lu Yao had a question mark on his face: "Having a meeting? Aren't you an informal organization?"

"That's right. After all, the Black Tea Club is a well-known organization with a large number of people. Therefore, it will participate in many official meetings of various countries and attend as a representative to solicit opinions and suggestions."

Harrow sneezed with his face turned to the corner, then turned around and said: "There are a lot of meetings to be held. For example, various consultation meetings held by the committee here, research meetings on various themes and places, and work exchange meetings , symposiums, commendations, seminars..."

"If you think about it, there are so many provinces and cities in a country, and one or two meetings are held every month. Just attending these meetings requires a lot of manpower."

"Members of the Black Tea Club will participate in various meetings on behalf of the organization. Of course, there are benefits to participating in the conference. The committee will regularly provide some benefits and fund support to the Black Tea Club."

The three-headed dog looked helpless: "The so-called organization means that it needs to maintain cooperative relations with other organizations to ensure the interests of the majority of people. Many countries have many meetings, but there are far fewer benefits and support. You here at least provide The stuff is very enjoyable.”

Lu Yao couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy to drink tea."

"You're right."

Harrow moved his ears: "But at the black tea party, except for meetings, everyone is relatively relaxed. Please accept this. If you want to contact me and need me to do something, soak this in ice water. I will You will know that we will come and visit you as soon as possible.”

The three-headed dog left behind a canine tooth.

Lu Yao said yes.

Hello, as quickly as he came, he left as quickly as he came. It left the community with small steps and soon disappeared into the distance of the street.

…

Lu Yao returned his gaze to the virtual world in the simulator.

In the gravel world polluted by wasteland and garbage, one-third of the surface is now covered in black mist, and the black mud on the ground also occupies nearly 1/10 of the entire world.

Lu Yao used this wasteland gravel world as ammunition and aimed at another medium-sized gravel world not far away.

Loading.

accelerate.

emission.

Hit!

The micro world collided with the medium world, creating numerous debris and dust.

Lu Yao observed carefully and found that the medium-sized gravel world was contaminated and assimilated by black mud upon contact, and black mist also began to breed.

This rapid contagion and assimilation ability gave Lu Yao mixed feelings.

Fortunately, the biochemical bombs are extremely powerful and can quickly corrode and deeply destroy targets, effectively strengthening the vortex cannon's arsenal and lethality.

The worry is that if this thing accidentally injures one of your own, it will be a big trouble.

Lu Yao began further research to see if he could curb the rapid assimilation of black mud and the radiation corrosion of the environment.

After experiments on four desolate gravel worlds, he came to a conclusion.

There is a solution.

As long as the radiation area is quickly isolated and blocked, and separated from the normal world, the poison can be scraped off the bones. After floating into the void, the corroded world fragments will quickly collapse and disintegrate due to losing the restraint and operation of the complete world rules.

In the virtual universe, black mud will return to dust and nothingness.

Lu Yao looked back at the process and couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't this just a primitive deep burial box?

Only the physical blocking method of cutting will cause greater damage and is not as accurate, efficient and environmentally friendly as a deep buried box.

Lu Yao immediately started making new artillery shells.

He named it [Wasteland Bomb].

The Yeti and Slimod worked together to use deep burial boxes to produce black mud, and created six polluted wasteland worlds on the outer edge of Yunzhong Temple.

It only takes a few years for the virtual world to completely wrap these gravel worlds in black mud and turn them into complete [waste bombs].

There will be new weapons options for future military operations.

Lu Yao was actively focusing on tinkering with new equipment when his work phone suddenly vibrated on his desk.

The phone screen showed an incoming call from Song Shiyi.

She rarely calls the number directly.

With Lu Yao's agreement, Isabel answered the phone.

"Miss Mary, I really need your help." Song Shiyi's voice was a bit urgent.

"What's up?"

"Wei Yingxue has lost contact."

Wei Yingxue?

Something happened to Lian Zhenxingjun?

Lu Yao adjusted the Bluetooth headset with his hand and listened attentively.

Song Shiyi said: "A few days ago, Wei Yingxue and I supported the investigation team in Lop Nur and only came back yesterday. I sent her to the gate of the community last night and then returned home. From this morning to evening, no one answered her phone. "

"According to the relationship between the "Solomon's Sealing Star" and the "Celestial Drive Ring" in my hand, I can find her location."

She paused for a moment: "But according to the sensing of the Tianqi ring, Wei Yingxue is near the entrance of their community, but I can't find any trace of her... Something happened to her after she separated from me."

Song Shiyi spoke very quickly: "If Lord Lian Zhenxing dies, he will be resurrected through Beidou... But I am afraid that something will happen to Wei Yingxue. If we lose contact for a long time, the possibility of survival will continue to shrink. Now is the last golden time. ”

"Please help me, Miss Mary."

After Lu Yao signaled, Isabel asked: "Don't worry. Do you have any thoughts about her disappearance? Being able to seize the opportunity so accurately, it shouldn't be an accidental disappearance."

"have."

Song Shiyi said simply: "It's related to the 'Yanli Zhong'. Wei Yingxue and I are investigating a case, which involves a gang that smuggles and raises Yuanli Zhong. The leader of this group is called the 'Gandharva'." "

"Wei Yingxue must have found some clues. Before going to Lop Nur, Wei Yingxue told me that she had discovered something about Gandharvas and Yuanli Zhong, but she was not sure yet and needed further confirmation."

"She said that the Gandharva might be in the city, or even someone he often comes into contact with."