Monster Factory

After staring at the screen for a minute, Liu Kaifeng made sure he wasn't mistaken.

Liu Kaifeng was not surprised that the only product in his shop was the Fly Gun, which naturally dropped to zero after the summer.

But now there are 757 consignment orders that need to be processed by themselves.

Liu Kaifeng clearly remembered taking a look at the online store two days ago, the latest order was still seven days ago, a buyer from Hainan.

These sudden orders are concentrated today, from this morning to the evening. Even in the summer, Liu Kaifeng hasn't sold it online for a day. Even if he sells 100 fly guns, he can laugh if he sells 500 a month.

Nearly a thousand orders are now in front of us, and Liu Kaifeng does not have any pleasure, because this cannot happen.

So...

Liu Kaifeng felt there was only one possibility, he was maliciously brushed.

“Who is it?” Liu Kaifeng suddenly had the urge to cut people off. There were hundreds of stores selling fly guns throughout Taobao. The orders he received today came from all over the country, even in the three eastern provinces where winter had arrived.

Ten degrees below zero over there. Buy a fly gun and shoot a fly?

hehehe

It's like buying a mosquito scent in winter, something abnormal must be a demon.

Ding Ding ~

Just as Liu Kaifeng planned to report a wave, his laptop, which was used exclusively to handle online stores, suddenly remembered a long-overdue new order tone.

A buyer from Sanghai bought a fly gun from Liu Kaifeng's online store at 9: 50 p.m.

Clicking on the buyer's information, Liu Kaifeng looked at it and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Crown user? A five-star buyer or a girl?

“Ha-ha-ha. Malicious bills are so realistic these days.” Although Liu Kaifeng doesn't know what benefits these people can bring to them by maliciously cleaning their own bills, Liu Kaifeng will never allow them to succeed.

I was going to report it and the phone rang again.

Liu Kaifeng looked at another strange number and answered the phone with a strange face.

“Hey, hey, boss, I've been ordering fly guns since 7: 00 am. Why didn't you ship them to me today?” There's a beautiful girl on the phone.

Liu Kaifeng did not speak, he was a little confused, now maliciously swipe so advanced? Not only is there such a mess as the Really Advanced Buyer, but is there also a voice paralysis service?

Just hang up the phone. When Liu Kaifeng was confused, the phone rang again.

“Boss, what's wrong with you? I'm from Wu Cheng, you don't ship me today? ”

“What are you... buying a fly gun for?” The familiar Wu Cheng accent makes Liu Kaifeng even more confused.

“Bullshit, of course. Buy flies. Birds? ”

“We have flies in Wu Cheng now? ”

“Why not? There are not only flies, there are mosquitoes in the University of the Garden's science and technology insulation shed. Now more than a dozen people in our school who have bought phantom phones are going to fly in the big shed. I wouldn't have bought a cheap item like yours if it hadn't been for those stores that were agents and didn't come into the original fly gun from the United States. ”

“Sort of. So be it. ”

“We are all from Wu Cheng. I can't wait any longer. You tell me the address. My friends and I will drive directly to pick up the goods. Good quality, I take ten at a time. ”

Listen to each other, I have money and I have a discretionary tone. Liu Kaifeng feels that his mind is not on a channel at all. Liu Kaifeng is not afraid of fraud. This is his home. The neighborhood alone has lived on more than 10 numbers since he was a kid. Some people are doing well on the road.

Liu Kaifeng met in a block near the neighborhood in a large platoon. At this point, it was no surprise that Liu Kaifeng could pull No. 20 people from those barbecue stalls at any time.

They said that Liu Kaifeng arrived 20 minutes later and found ten fly guns from the basement in foggy waters, riding the electric car to the big platoon.

Twenty-five minutes later, in front of a familiar barbecue stall, I saw this group of rich idiots on the phone.

Two Porsche, one Lotus, one Mercedes.

The doors opened and a group of young mermaids dressed in brand maniacs came through. They quickly locked their eyes on Liu Kaifeng with a thick hug and a box of fly guns.

“Finally bought it. ”

“78 a hand, I want 10. ”

“Don't rob, don't rob, one for each person. ”

Eight hundred dollar bills were stunned into the hands of Liu Kaifeng, and then the fly gun in his hand was split by each of the young men. They were as excited as they were to grab a letter of admission, squatting on the ground and tearing the packaging, and the fly gun packaging included a beautiful salt bottle, but the inside was empty.

The next moment, a scene appeared on Liu Kaifeng and the adjacent barbecue stall that even the owner could not understand with the food.

When these young men got the fly gun, they pulled a beautiful phone out of their pockets that Liu Kaifeng had never seen before. They used a small bracket to hold the phone to the salt gun, and in front of everyone, it really turned into a bunch of dumb Xs screaming.

“Turn on biochemical mode. ”

“Turn on Shadow Hunt Mode. ”

“Turn on doomsday tracking mode. ”

“Fuck me, no bullets.” Someone screamed, holding a toy gun suitable for five-year-olds, and ran up to their owner with a sympathetic look on the lamb skewer.

“Boss, sell me a bag of salt. ”

Ten bucks to buy a bag of salt, these young people, if they get the precious land, then fill it into the magazine of the fly gun.

Liu Kaifeng and the owner of the grill looked at each other and saw their "Are you crazy” quest in the other's eyes. A young man with a gun ran to Liu Kaifeng's side. Curious Liu Kaifeng quickly looked at the phone tied to the fly gun.

He saw a very stereoscopically realistic screen, with a cool, long gun in front of him, which was the big platoon.

But……

The large platoon on the screen has become a slightly shabby and broken street. Even the new Porsche they're driving has become shattered and seems to have sunken somewhere for more than a decade.

Liu Kaifeng suddenly felt that the street was digitized and gamified...

He doesn't know what brand phone these young people are holding, but Liu Kaifeng is not stupid and not out of order.

The beautiful gamification style on the phone screen, and the small map in the upper left corner, made Liu Kaifeng realize that these young people were playing a game they didn't know about.

And the radar search sign on the screen, so you don't know what these guys are searching for?

“Warning ~ invasive biochemical target found. ”

A red tip suddenly flashed on the young man's phone in front of Liu Kaifeng, then the screen quickly zoomed in and locked under the grill of the owner of the grill.

It's actually a tentacle dozens of times longer than the length of the body, with two opposite joints bending the thighs and a stovetop between yellow and black stripes!

“Horse Cricket: Gold Grade Biochemical Invasion Monster. The monster is huge in size, hunters be careful. ”

Liu Kaifeng looked at the prompt message on the screen with this young man and the prompt message had just fallen. The stovetop suddenly turned red all over his body. The two long touches had to be metallized quickly, turned into steel saw, and even his body was covered with armor, which was extremely scary.

Liu Kaifeng turned his head and looked under the barbecue grill, where he could not see anything painted in black.

“Fuck... fuck! ”

“I found BOSS! ”

The young man next to Liu Kaifeng shouted and then "clicked” to load the fly gun.

“Ka ~”

Liu Kaifeng actually heard a very realistic shotgun loading sound, and a "bang ~” burst.

A red light erupted from the gunpoint in the image, and the saline particles that were sputtered onto the cricket, which was hidden under the barbecue grill and heated, naturally jumped from under the barbecue grill.

It jumped and stabbed those little young wasp nests.

They screamed, loading the fly gun and killing it towards the stovetop. Throughout the street, a third of the diners were frightened.

They think someone chopped up the rack, and this happens in the big platoon.

……

After spending an entire hour, Liu Kaifeng finally figured out what was going on with the fly gun.

These young people hold phones called phantom crystal phones, which Liu Kaifeng has heard of, but that was the first generation, and now the second generation of phantom crystal phones has a built-in little game.

Eradicate the pests!

This little game not only transforms the surrounding environment data into a doomsday style, a biochemical style, but it also uses magical cameras to identify details that the naked eye doesn't even care about, showing pests hidden in the environment.

Simply adjust the fly gun to the position of your phone to keep the muzzle and screen centered. This little game lets users experience more real shooting games than any VR while killing insects.

This amazing game is completely on fire, and since several video games came out online, countless people who bought phantom phones are scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks to figure out where to find pests.

Users living in the tropics of Huaxia are totally refreshed and endless because they have pests all year round. All they need to do is match a fly gun, and then align the muzzle and quasi, so they can carry their guns and hunt down that buzzing fly mosquito.

No game compares to "exterminating pests”.

The Mirage Cell Phone Multi-Eye Camera securely locks and magnifies their prey, and all they have to do is pull the trigger, and in the sound of a special effects shot, the fly is hit by hundreds of tiny salt grains.

When a fly dies, it becomes a hunting value and is stored in their personal performance.

This sense of accomplishment, this joyful way of exercising, this fun to explosive gaming experience, they've never played.

This night, Liu Kaifeng stayed up all night.

He finally understood where the growing number of orders came from.

Taobao has hundreds of companions selling fly guns, but half of these hundreds are in foreign trade with American bugasalt fly guns. It's winter and no one imports the original fly gun. The remaining half, at least forty, are not eligible for production, and they are simply small batches of imported goods to enrich their toy shelves.

There are only seven to ten of them, just like him, that have the ability to produce fly guns.

Fly guns, although simple in technology, can sell poorly and cannot be seen at all by large factories.

This evening, Liu Kaifeng meditated and even called to wake a classmate who was good at electronic technology.

He had to compete for seconds to quickly design a fly gun with a cooler shape that would work perfectly with a phantom phone.