Chapter 700: His Majesty Was Slapping His Face?
Just as Si Huang and Qin Fan were having a night of love, the little delicate flower in the game who was begging for pity was sent to prison. His operator made a phone call to the GM and interrogated him about the BUG in the game. Why would a healer have a restraining skill at level 10? I don’t study much, don’t donkey me!
In the end, the GM replied that the game data was normal and asked the player to explore on their own.
Was there a mistake? How could it be normal?
The old man only read a little, and he wasn’t delusional. It was impossible for him to have hallucinations.
The GM replied selflessly. Players should explore the game themselves. It was much more useful than venting their anger here.
The little delicate flower, who was begging for pity, felt that his intelligence had been despised. He was very angry and needed to vent. After hanging up the call with GM, he once again bit down on the Chinese paper and cut down the game screen. The wallpaper of the computer appeared in front of him. He admired the beautiful goddess in it and felt that his anger had finally subsided a little, just a little.
“Oh! How could there be such a beautiful existence like you in this world! That b * tch carrying a gun should be destroyed! Goddess’s radiance shines!” Han Zhi swallowed the spicy food and made an ‘Amen’ gesture. He then looked at his own desktop wallpaper for another minute with an infatuated gaze.
He saw that the straight and not particularly high-definition photo seemed to be an ordinary one cut from a video. It was a black-haired woman in a long dress. She seemed to be smiling at the camera. When placed on the table , it made people feel that she was looking at them no matter from which angle they looked at her.
The things on the table were all placed in a few files so that they would not cover the woman’s face. If there were other people here, they would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. Wasn’t this desktop wallpaper the picture of Si Huang in female clothes when she participated in ” Infinite Collapse “?
A minute later, Han Zhi reluctantly withdrew his gaze and opened the web page to log into the Eternal Throne’s forum.
The forums of the Eternal Throne were divided into sections, just like the 1-6 levels in the game. You could log into your game account and see the sections of each level depending on the level of your account. The high-level ones could see the low-level sections, but the low-level ones could not see the high-level ones. Of course, normally, for the sake of his own fame, or for the sake of his own fame, some gossip accounts would also forward high-level and valuable posts to low-level sections.
Therefore, Little Jiao Hua, who was begging for pity, also saw the hot posts in the level 10 section. She saw that one or two of the topics were ‘Tsundere God’.
Normally, he would have clicked on it out of curiosity, but now that he was in a righteous mood, he only hated the word ‘god’.
However, this ‘Tsundere God’ looked a little familiar? Where did he see it? Forget it, if he couldn’t remember, then he wouldn’t. Since he was a god, he must have seen him before.
Little Jiao Hua, who was begging for pity, didn’t think about it and started to write her own post. First, she wrote clearly about the grudge between herself and Gun-Carrying Station. Of course, from his point of view, he was kind enough to help the Almighty who was in trouble. In the end, the Almighty used him to escape. He couldn’t help but scold the Almighty a few times. The Almighty used his money to take revenge on him. The worst thing was that the Almighty was a fake. He actually knew how to use the game’s BUG. He asked the GM and the answer he got was that he had to explore it himself. It meant that there was nothing wrong with carrying a gun and standing in front.
No mistake? Does a Level 10 healer have a skill to restrict themselves? Who are you lying to! What was a warlock? This game was like a nanny dominating the world, alright?
It could heal! It could be restrained! Able to attack!
The little delicate flower, who was begging for pity, wrote a long post with emotion. Every word came from the bottom of her heart. After reading it, people would feel that the owner of the post was really a little delicate flower that could not help but feel pity for her. It was really too pitiful. A kind heart was bullied by others! However, when this little flower that was begging for pity was a man, the audience could not pity her anymore and just joined in the fun.
The little tsundere flower, who was begging for pity, felt that it was about time. She even specially posted the picture she had specially uploaded before. It was what he had done after he was surrounded by fire-breathing rabbits. She even explained under the picture. After that, she did not blame him for cursing. She only blamed the other party for being too overboard and insulting him with vulgar words first.
After posting the post, Little Jiao Hua, who was begging for pity, felt much better. She got up and went to make instant noodles.
Five minutes later, Han Zhi returned to the computer desk with a bowl of instant noodles. He opened the webpage and watched Si Huang’s cross-dressing goddess eating supper.