Doomsday Pavilion

Uncle Warlock happily rubbed his hands, and finally replaced it with a big red emoji that looked bright and sunny—it means that sunny, it was nothing more than a big red emoji that made the ghost fire in his hollow eye sockets look less conspicuous.

"Oh, don't say, Master Warlock, your expression is kind of cute~"

Cute egg.

This emoticon pack is a big red pixel face, a pile of scum pixels, on the face like a traffic light possessed.

When Master Warlock is in a good mood, others are willing to believe anything.

"and then?"

Lin Chou spread his hands,

"What are you doing? I'm telling you that the server maintenance is such a good excuse to refute any doubts. First, let Sikong and the others go in and play, and then wait for the light to come.

Not to mention the purple glow on the door...

Just for the reason of server maintenance, do you have any tricks when you are a player?

Your Uncle Warlock opened a black Internet cafe, not a listed game company that asked for money and had a lot of votes before the catastrophe!

Give it a try?

I might just shake my hand and explode the server maintenance in place~

Let's play the egg, I will cry for you after a minute delay~

Sikong carried a "headset" and looked at it blankly. It seemed that he couldn't believe that this greasy dandruff that was brought by others had the attribute of "realizing my dream for many years."

The moat has changed into a thoroughfare, and it still feels a bit too difficult to pass the hurdle of cleanliness...

Master Warlock said,

"Hurry up and put down that stuff. Those are all simple versions of fools. Uncle Warlock himself is standing here, and he can operate it with his own hands. What if you can directly wireless 5G or plug in the network cable?"

"Oh," Sikong asked blankly, "so what should I do?"

In my eyes, there is a kind of pitiful chasing foot at a loss, poor baby...

Others probably can't put themselves in the position and think with him in another place, so God knows how much he is looking forward to now.

"Wait a minute, I will modify the properties of the server world. I built a lot of modeling when I was idle during the test. Fortunately, they were all stored in it by me. The modification and modification can be used directly-they use this one. In the big arena, there is not even a long bench except the ring, hey!"

"If I get enough ghosts like'Hermes' for me, I can even put all mankind in the game world...the memory stick is not enough, the technology flow is actually very difficult to know."

The evolutionaries who followed all the way from Yanhuishan salivated their faces, regardless of whether they had breathed the unlucky air around the uncle Warlock.

"Give me one too!"

"Yeah, yeah, Mingguang has controlled this place to death. Laozi's first and fifth-level intermediate can only stare blankly..."

"Bullshit, which of the people with the quota right now is not a good seedling with the potential to leverage? No matter how bad you are, you have to be powerful, and at the worst, you have to be rich... What about you... except for your damn one. I don’t have any debts and hair on my ass...

"Damn it, big brother!"

"Come on~" Uncle Warlock issued an instruction, "Come on young ones, give Master Sagong a comfortable posture, he is going in!"

Everyone laughed.

Sikong: "???"

Before Sikong could say anything, Master Warlock waved his hand, and Master Sikong fainted safely and painlessly.

Uncle Warlock closed his eyes and "observed" the internal world of the Xiaobawang server.

"Perfect, next!"

One is counted as one, and all are included.

"Lin Zi, won't you come?"

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Forget it, this thing is useless to me, don't you all know that I, the awakened person, don't even have a decent skill, are you too beautiful to go in and play Wing Chun jump chicken?"

Uncle Warlock smiled like a crossroad demon waiting for a deal,

"Emmmm,"

"You look down on my strength, Master Warlock too."

"In it, I can erase any attribute of any unit~"

"A few days ago I made a volcanic hot spring when I was free and okay. The water was milky and milky, with a good smell of sulfur + minerals. Think about it, while soaking in the steaming hot spring while drinking ice The fat house happy water, and then play a joyful flying chess with this warlock. What a wonderful thing..."

Lin Chou: ◡

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The next day, the evening breeze blew, and the smoke curled up.

A good smell of pastrami wafted from the shop of Master Warlock.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. In just a few days, people who have smelled business opportunities have bought real estate and stalls nearby.

Just like around the Internet cafes in the university town before the cataclysm, there are pancakes, fruit roasted cold noodles, hand-grabbed cakes, wontons, pork noodles, and beef noodles.

They go to work when you get on the plane, but they may not get off when you get off the plane.

The Uncle Warlock was holding a meat sandwich in his hand, and the gravy was splashing around, and said slowly,

"No, Lin Zi and Sikong haven't come out yet... This meat sandwich is not good. It is said to be bacon meat, and the taste is not authentic. I will not eat it next time."

It’s so pitiful. Uncle Warlock can finally hand out a Yuanjing ticket from the drawer to pay the bill. Although the money is still afraid to put it in the wallet and the drawer needs to be guarded by someone, he needs a set of fire protection, anti-theft, earthquake, tsunami, volcanic eruption, meteor fire, etc. The entire series of magic protection——

However, paying the bills by hand is still a novel experience for Master Warlock, with a special and landmark significance.

What a sense of accomplishment!

When the warlock said this, three old, bitter faces that could not laugh or cry were in front of him...

The expressions on their faces are so funny that people can't help but ignore the part below their necks.

Well, in a popular sense, they are the words (bei) (guo) and people (xia) put forward by Mingguang senior executives.

A forty-year-old female evolutionary with a fourth-level advanced level rubbed her brows vigorously.

"Excuse me, Mr. Warlock, can I know what they are doing inside now?"

This is the blatant step-

Even if the uncle Warlock said casually, it was his mother’s saying that Lin Chou and Sikong were married in place...Bah...practice their awakening ability, and these three hapless ghosts would have an excuse to go up. Replied.

however...

Who is the Uncle Warlock, where does he have that trivial heart.

He actually closed his eyes to observe the built-in world of the server.

"Let me Kangkang..."

"Oh, I found it. Sikong is surfing in the dark sea. The tsunami of level 12 is really nothing new."

"But isn't it that he has never had this kind of intense exercise option in his activity list? How can he play so well, hey, narcissistic, and he puts POSS on the top of the wave."

"The forest... the forest seems to be lost..."

"Oh, I found it. He is lifting a surfboard for Sikong under the water."

Everyone: "???"