Chapter 1001 Journey Notes

The bright and dazzling afternoon outside the window, the clear blue sky, the sunny sunshine all over the ancient and beautiful buildings in Paris,

In such a wonderful scene...

Tang Bing's whole body fell into a depression of absent-mindedness.

"That's wrong, it's really wrong. From the very beginning, you shouldn't agree to run errands. If you don't agree to run errands, you won't go to your broken car. I was caught by you during the takeout..."

As for the reason, it was because ten minutes ago, everyone discovered that there was a major omission in the prom infiltration plan that ‘Fang Ran doesn’t speak French at all’.

A gourd who can speak French just appeared in front of them.

"Gourd, accept your fate, your mold can't be saved."

In response to this, Fang Ran patted her shoulders with a honey smile on her face and comforted her. Tang Bing succeeded in cheering up, and tearfully pinched the ‘culprit’ and shouted:

"Senior, you're a scumbag, so embarrassed to say!"

"Eh~ how can you say that~ even the participants don’t know French,"

Faced with Tang Bing's grief and anger, Fang Ran still answered with a smile that owed him, and by the way looked at the teenager on the other side to verify:

"Yota, surely you won't be right?"

Then the socially horrified teenager glanced at him uncomfortably.

"That...I will..."

Fang Ran: emmm....

"Eh~ this is just an accident, gourd, trust me, most of the participants don’t speak foreign languages~"

"I believe you big-headed ghost!"

Seeing that even if he was beaten by the speed of light, he turned his head and smiled calmly and assured him that he didn't know that the string was wrong again. Listening to the deliberately elongated voice, Tang Bing now wished to strangle him.

"Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with me. It's earlier than this anyway..."

Thumbs up, Fang Ran looked at Tang Bing and Jota's opening with a refreshing and confident expression:

"Let's eat in the dark!"

"What to eat?"

Fang Ran: "..."

Hulu, can you die without driving for a day...

The happy invitation that was originally intended for everyone to play a game together, as soon as the voice fell, I heard the roar of the engine, the honey smile that had been hanging on his face disappeared, Fang Ran silently looked at Tang Bing with a speechless expression.

And the look in his eyes was also red on his face. Tang Bing, who had not held back his instinct just now, turned his head and muttered in a low voice:

"Then we have a laptop now, how to open the black..."

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Fang Ran looked to the pure Jota, who hadn't kept up with the speed of the car, and asked briskly as his tone returned to normal:

"Jota, do you have any extra notebooks?"

"Ah... there is..."

Weakly nodded, as a technologist, or a genius hacker with intrusive capabilities, it’s normal to have more than one computer on him.

Hearing Fang Ran's words, Jota took out two machines that looked like laptops from the tech space.

"Yo Xi! Gourd, this time we will skydive together for a fair duel, to see who is the best one in the team!"

"Senior, after last night, you are really embarrassed to say, do you think it's useless for me to play with me for so long?"

Before boarding the plane, because of the question of who was better off last night, Fang Ran and Tang Bing coldly hummed the two people who had already sparked and declared war.

At the moment when Jota was caught in the middle of the two of them, I was a little overwhelmed.

Then twenty minutes later...

Good luck, eat chicken tonight,

Fang Ran, kill 0;

Tang Bing, kill 0;

Jota, kill 31.

Looking at the screen showing the top rank of the team again, Fang Ran's expressionless face felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart:

"Why did it become like this?"

"I now deeply doubt that senior, are you really a participant?"

"Gourd, shut up."

The record is almost exactly the same as last night. The only difference is that Jota didn’t even use them to teach.

After a battle, every time even when Fang Ran and Tang Bing were still searching their homes, Jota had already taken a random gun to solve nearby enemies.

There is no game experience, and I feel like picking up pieces...

Seeing that the whole was a weak, timid and beautiful boy, but he did not expect Yota to be even stronger than last night's lime, Tang Bing pointed at him with trembling fingers and asked:

"You...also... the first time you play...?"

How should I put it, since meeting Fang Ran and knowing that there are still participants in this world, or playing games in ordinary places, Tang Bing truly felt that their ability levels were different from ordinary people.

"Ah...no...that...actually...I...just the ability to monitor...the running data of this game...that's why..."

Pointed at by an unknown girl, Jota waved his hand stumblingly, explaining in a low voice how he did it.

Monitor game running data! ?

what is that?

Hearing this strange explanation, Tang Bing stayed in a daze and couldn't imagine, in the eyes of Jota, who had the ability to turn himself into a supercomputer connected to a server.

Under the game screen, there are countless program codes running fast. The position of a gun, the approach of an enemy, and the actions of all players in an area are all things that can be seen in his mind by running the code.

It can be clearly structured as long as it is touched, and the whole game has no secrets in the eyes of Jota, who has really opened the perspective of God.

"Anyway, you are actually... using superpowers to open the hook!?"

Although he didn't know the inner core, he summed up the main points very incisively. At this moment, Tang Bing was forced to look at Jota, only ‘wtf’ in his mind, superpowers still have such a use! ? ’

"Yota! This is an advice from a companion and a gamer,"

Hearing the truth about Jota 31's killing, Fang Ran sighed and put his hand on his shoulder, with a serious tone, and then spoke very hard and decidedly:

"Let me use your abilities!!"

"Despicable! Senior, what about a fair matchup!?"

"Rurusay!"

Looking at Fang Ran arguing with Tang Bing a little at a loss, Jota quickly tentatively spoke weakly:

"That... how about one... I'll tell you... the enemy and the location information of the equipment...?"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The two rookies with no bottom line suddenly agreed in unison.

Then ten minutes after the start of the second game...

"That... 130 directions... There are two people... They only have level one equipment... No supplies..."

"Wow! Two vegetables, the **** of war is here!"

"Eh! Senior, don't grab it! These two heads belong to me!"

On a mountain bag on the desert map, upon hearing Yota’s "reminder", two figures with a height and equipment rushed towards the enemy’s direction.

Da Da Da, Da Da Da, Da Da Da Da Da!

Then after a fierce gunfire sounded,

Box 1: "Ahhhhh! This is impossible! Why!"

Box 2: "Ahhhhh! Senior! Your skills are really bad! You can't be lighter when you go in!?"

Box 1: "Huh!? Obviously you let me in quickly! Blame me!?"

Box 2: "I don't care! It's all your fault! You take responsibility for me!"

The two rookies started to shake the pot with each other. The fierce atmosphere caused Jota to watch them carefully try to persuade them to fight after they had solved the two with a small pistol.

"That one..."

"Yota, don't interrupt first."

Then, when Fang Ran stopped him and was about to make a clear argument, Tang Bing blushed and mumbled silently:

"Senior, what did you say to insert..."

Fang Ran: "..."

(Silence.jpg)

"Jota~lightnovelpub.net~ do you have bigger paper and tape?"

"Ah... there is..."

Why do you have such a thing...

This question popped up in his head. Tang Bing watched Fang Ran accept it silently, and silently folded the large piece of paper inch by inch, and finally wrapped it with tape to make a large paper fan...

Then he slapped his head!

"Drive! Drive! I know how to drive every day, even if it breaks the road!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Before the paper fan would never hurt but it was very loud, and before a gourd sneaked in by snapping,

Fang Ran, got a pair of gourd treasures, a paper fan × 1.

At this moment, there are still five hours before the dance party sneaks in...

(End of this chapter)