ghost talk simulator

Chapter 13 Functional Chicken Rib Mithril Stick [One Update]
Now Xietu is like a silly roe deer, standing still, watching those people slowly surround him.

hum!
A stick hit Xietu's neck diagonally.

Snapped!
The silver stick seemed to hit the rubber, and the shock made the captain's hand hurt.

Where the stick touched, a trace of smoke rose.As for the silver stick, it was also slightly blackened by the infection.

After being beaten, Xietu found that the stick was still useful, but it could only deal with the lowest level of wandering souls.

If it is a more advanced ghast, the effect will be minimal.

What's more, he has already belonged to hell.

A veritable demon from hell.

This kind of stick coated with a layer of Mithril, hit the body without pain or itching.

"You guys are so useless! What else do I expect!

How do you resist the tide like this! "

Xietu grabbed the stick angrily.

The calamity and resentment on the body soon infect the Mithril on it.

pat-

The stick was thrown to the ground and crushed.

"Report! She can talk!! It's a ghast! She also said the tide!"

The captain swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stopped the people next to him who wanted to make noise.

Now follow the instructions above.

The safety instructions said that large movements would arouse the creature's hostility, as would an attack.

'Won't the attack be countered?Why didn't the target fight back at me?
Are you looking down on me?If you look down on it, just look down on it.As long as you can live. '

The captain held down the walkie-talkie, pretended to be calm and spoke: "Report, the other party is an evil spirit, so he can speak. He also said the disaster tide.

It's just that I hit her just now, but she didn't fight back.

Just snatched my stick. "

"Stand by! The research department will be here soon!"

"Yes!"

After waiting for another 5 minutes, a team of personnel in white research uniforms arrived quickly.

"Where? There!"

An old pedant staggered towards the "battlefield", making Xietu even want to laugh.

'Old man, how old are you?Stop running and fall again. '

"Old man, it's dangerous."

The captain quickly supported the old scholar, this is a rare treasure in the Moonland Kingdom.

It is simply a lunar national secret treasure.

Many inventions of the Moonland Kingdom were researched by this man.Including the mithril stick in his hand.

"Old man!"

Xie Tu flashed his face, which made the old pedant shiver.

The burn lines on the nun's face and the ashes on the surface of the skin made the old pedant feel a little flustered.

This one looks like it's not ordinary.

"How... how to call it?"

Seeing that Xie Tu took the initiative to speak, the old pedant replied politely.

"Gus Sania."

"Ms. Nagus, hello."

"Ah."

Xietu nodded. If it wasn't for this scholar from the Moonland Kingdom, he wouldn't really care about it.

But to explore a question by yourself, there is always time.

But what Xietu lacks most now is time.

Of course, Xietu is also lazy.

"Miss Gusi, why are you here? Is there anything we can do to help you?"

The old pedant dragged a chair from the side, and sat on the chair tremblingly.

I am getting older and can no longer stand for long periods of time.

"The disaster is coming. You use these to resist?"

Xietu walked up to an investigator, pulled out the stick brutally, and threw it in front of the old pedant.

The old pedant felt ashamed to see the weapon he had researched destroyed so quickly.

"This is just a "weapon" that was researched in a day. And we have no research direction."

The old pedant shook his head, why didn't he want to create some big killers.

But now the direction is not clear, what can I do? !

"Miss Gu Si, it's not that we don't want to make some powerful killers.

It's just that we don't have direction and goals. "The old pedant shook his head helplessly when he mentioned this.

"No direction? What about those polluted by the disaster gas?"

Xietu stared at the old pedant with those dark eyes, but the old pedant stared back when he heard about the polluted people, not afraid of Xietu.

If Xietu's idea is correct.

After the disaster gas pollutes the soul, if the polluted person can still maintain sanity.Then he will slowly transform into ghost stories.

Normal attacks started to be ineffective, nights were more sober for them, and some strange abilities began to develop.

"Those people have been imprisoned in Yueyao Prison.

Is Miss Gus trying to let them out?
That's impossible!Even if I die, it's impossible! "

The old pedant straightened his back, his originally dim eyes also became bright.

"Old man. I admire you very much. You dare to talk to me like this in this situation."

"A soldier can be killed but never humiliated. I will naturally be polite to my guests. But I will not beg for mercy on my enemies either."

The old pedant rose to his feet.The hunched body stood upright, and the investigators behind also took a step forward suddenly.

Xietu narrowed his eyes.

"Old man, have you ever thought that those insane people are actually failures?"

Shetu withdrew from the state of Gus Sania and showed his charred face.

Although Xietu didn't think that under such circumstances, he still had to maintain any sense of mystery.

But the necessary pretense had to be done.

It's just that the disaster is approaching, if you want to be alone.Xietu should be able to live easily by relying on the simulator.

But if so, what's the point?

Why don't you show up and tell those people with easy-to-use brains, what is the nature of disaster?What about your own family?
Can I protect my friends and loved ones at any time?

Only tell those people about these essential problems.Only in this way can it be done, so that the upper and lower parts of the Moon Kingdom can be at peace.

"Failures? You say those are failures? Do you have any evidence!"

When the old pedant talked about his own field, he immediately acted like a different person.

"I'm a success story. Isn't that enough?"

Xietu showed himself.Said somewhat proudly.

The old pedant raised the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and carefully observed the person in front of him.

Powerful, clear thinking, human emotions.

And has a special ability, not afraid of pure physical damage.

If you only look at the fact that you are not afraid of physical attacks, then the person in front of you does have the characteristics of a polluted person.

"Mr. Gu Si..." The old pedant looked at Xietu suspiciously.

Can being polluted change gender?
"Just call me Gus."

"So Gusi—you said you were successful. But do you have a way to succeed? Or can your success be replicated?!"

The old pedant saw Xietu's attitude as a nun before, so he was embarrassed to start.

Now that you have become a man, you can touch left and look right.

"Old man, you can't feel anything from me." Xietu took a few steps back and slapped the old pedant's hand off.

She walked away with a look of disgust.

"Old man, I don't have a method to reproduce successful cases. But now, there are several assumptions."

After hearing the vague direction, the old pedant stopped thinking about the structure of Xietu's body and began to listen to the class seriously.

Just like a student.

This is the real master.Because he always retains the heart of an apprentice.

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