This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 269: Who is a serious player who remembers the official names?
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"...it was too late, but it was too late. I did this and that, and then I threw out a dagger, hitting the front of the iron can, catching it off guard! Then I seized the opportunity and pulled it out. When the fuse was released, six grenades exploded simultaneously, engulfing him and me in the explosion of fire!"
On the forum.
The battlefield atmosphere team was vividly describing his heroic performance in the battle and not taking his death seriously at all.
Different from edge paddling.
Brother Edge felt sad for not bringing his teammates back, while Warlord was indifferent to the death of his good brother [I am the blackest] and was only interested in studying various ways to die.
The last time he fought against the Bone Chewing Tribe, he made a self-destruct fuse on his clothes that triggered all the grenades, but the group of marauders were too waterlogged and he had no chance to use it.
This time he finally found the opportunity to use it, which actually made him dance with excitement.
It’s just that the battlefield atmosphere group’s language expression skills are average. This story was told for a long time, not to mention the players, even the cloud players were confused.
Debt-minded: "What kind and what kind?"
What do you mean to me: "Smile, I will just watch your performance quietly."
The Mole on the run in the canyon: "I have a question. How do you kill an armor that even a 37mm armor-piercing bullet can't penetrate with a grenade?"
Elven King Fugui: "Yes, I was just about to ask, what the **** is an iron can? Powered armor? Or a riveted plate armor like Butch's?"
Ye Shi: "What's the name of the new monster? I'm actually more concerned about this."
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Gan! Doesn't anyone care about me? It's so heartless!"
Irena: "Okay, okay, I can't get online for three days, thank you for your hard work. (Funny)"
Commander Quanshui: "Okay, stop bragging, I saw it all! Your grenade only scratched someone's skin, not even the hair was hurt. (Squint)"
Makabazi: "Hahahaha, it's true!"
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "What the hell, spring water?! You came down too? (Surprised)"
Commander Quan Shui: "Isn't it normal for me to come down? The strength of the fourth wave of offensive is obviously beyond the standard. It is obviously a plot kill."
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, I thought you, LYB, would definitely be able to come back alive."
Commander Quan Shui: "Get lost. (roll eyes)"
All 125 players died.
Since the closed beta of "Wasteland OL" began, there has never been such a brutal battle.
Especially because many people have just obtained the qualification to play the game. They have just experienced how real the so-called "100% real virtual reality game" is for half a day, and they are made real by the game.
Hunting ghosts in graveyards: "The reality is indeed real enough, but it is also too difficult."
Ashes Bibimbap: "+1, during the fourth wave of offensive, at least 20 crawlers broke into the building our Class C arrived... What the hell?"
Shirogane's father: "It's worse for us in Class A. Here comes a strong man with a blood lock! Damn it, if I hadn't saved my dear son, I wouldn't have given it in vain."
Silver Hand: "Go away, the truth of your own dish has nothing to do with me!"
Silver Sword: "That's right! It sounds like you won't give it in vain without us."
Silver's father: "%#&@!"
I was the worst: "Okay, stop arguing. Which one of you is worse than me? I just went online less than 6 hours ago, and I was offline again before dawn, and I was ridiculed by that **** from War Land." !T.T”
The edge of the water: "Hahahahaha, let me tell you, you are really miserable. (laughing and crying)"
Such a large-scale battle is a topic in itself. Almost everyone has posted on the forum, some crying and some scolding.
But more importantly, we will discuss several new alien species that have never been seen before in the battle.
Especially that tin can.
The two directors of the No. 81 Steel Plant have been muttering, how can a 37mm armor-piercing bullet ricochet? The penetration depth of 100 meters is almost 100!
Yar, I want to go to the toilet and ask: "That's outrageous!"
Who has Ward's athlete's foot and Levine: "It would be great if I could get some armor fragments to study!"
There are really mosquitoes in WC: "The food is done, we will start cooking later, I will show you my latest research results. (Baring teeth)"
Yar, I want to go to the toilet and asked: "Haha."
Who has Ward's athlete's foot and Levine: "Blow me!"
In addition to the iron can, there are several other alien species that players have never seen before.
Although the official has not updated the alien illustrated book in the database, nor has it given official names for several new monsters, this will naturally not be a problem for young players with great imagination.
What is the official name?
Who is a serious player who remembers the official names?
Does anyone still remember the official names of skateboard shoes, vampires, and Olympic horses?
Based on the information discussed on the forum, Elder Brother Fang quickly summarized the information cards for the new alien species in the version and summarized them in a strategy post.
Convenient for players to discuss and communicate.
[Butcher: Some people call him "Fat Man". He has extremely thick fat, high blood volume, no armor, strength close to 9, size: L. The threat coefficient is between that of a gnawer and a crawler. Its attack method is similar to that of a gnawer. It has a bad temper and its special ability is suspected of throwing companions. You have to be especially careful when it stands next to a detonator, as the detonator will turn into it. grenade! 】
[Plague Giant: Nicknamed "Roshan" and "Giant", his body is stitched with countless flesh and blood, he is five stories tall, his face is bigger than the balcony, his legs are as thick as bridge piers, but he moves slowly, and his abdomen and head have one large and one large respectively. The two small mouths can produce gnawers in action. Attributes:? , Size: EX. The threat coefficient is unknown, it is suspected to be a siege unit, the weakness is unknown, fire attack is recommended, which can cause real damage! 】
[Decay Knight: The prototype is a powered armor. The rusty armor is covered with germ carpet. It has extremely high blood volume, defense, speed and strength. It is good at close combat. It is suspected to be level 60. It is extremely dangerous! Weapons depend on the situation, most of which are chainsaws of the same type as the T-10. Size XL, nicknamed "Big Sword". 】
[Queen: She looks like Medusa in ancient Greek mythology. Her whole body is covered with a dark red carpet of fungus. Tentacles as thick as an index finger float on her head. Her shoulders are wide and her waist is long. Her lower body is like a skirt and she has no legs. The structure is suspected to move through the tentacles under the skirt-shaped bacterial mass. When it moves, it will leave a dark red stain on the ground. Its attack method is unknown, its threat coefficient is unknown, size: L, nicknamed "Sister Braid", "Sister Aunt", it is suspected to have strong dominance over the surrounding alien species, maybe it is the "commanding tower" of the wave? 】
"...In addition to more forms of alien species, there are various signs that those slime mold alien species seem to have a certain degree of 'intelligence' under the wave."
"In terms of tactical choices, they did not swarm forward, but launched a multi-echelon, high-intensity offensive. They knew how to first consume ammunition through cannon fodder, and then use high-health units to cooperate with massive light units to push forward, and at the same time cooperate with high-mobility units. Detour from the side."
"Although this is not a particularly clever tactic, combined with their numerical advantage, it still cannot be underestimated!"
"The truly cruel battlefield will probably be the decisive battle later!"
"We need more powerful weapons and enough artillery shells!"
Street 68.
In the temporary command post located in the shop facing the street, Chu Guang, after finishing the combat meeting, was browsing the official website of "Wasteland OL" on his tablet.
It must be said that these players are all talented, and their practical experience is hidden in those exchange and discussion posts.
Some people are responsible for supplementing, some are responsible for arguing, and some are responsible for summarizing!
He was worried about what names to give to those alien species he had never seen before.
No, it’s already available.
"How embarrassing."
A smile appeared on Chu Guang's tired face. With a swipe of his index finger and two taps, Chu Guang copied and pasted the text in the post into the official website's database.
Seeing that Dog Planning has been updated, the forum is noisy again.
The expression means nothing more than one thing.
They discussed the content for a long time, and then they were both planned to have **** for nothing!
The corners of Chu Guang’s mouth turned upward.
At this moment, Xiao Qi's voice came to my ears.
"Master, it's already two o'clock in the morning, it's better for you to go to bed early."
There was a trace of concern in that voice.
Chu Guang put the tablet aside and rubbed his dry eyes.
"Got it."
The waves have a certain degree of intelligence and can use tactics flexibly, so they will definitely not wait until all the large forces are huddled together before launching an offensive towards their own position.
Especially the air raid last night should make them afraid. Intelligence is both their evolutionary advantage and their weakness.
If his judgment is correct.
There is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.
……
Six o'clock in the morning.
Just as Chu Guang expected, about two thousand gnawers passed through the large ruins first and arrived at No. 68 Street.
They seemed to be planning to prevent the frontline engineers from continuing to build the defense line, but unfortunately they lost their last chance just last night.
The streets were leveled to create clearings, and large chunks of concrete debris were moved to side roads to limit the width of the battlefield.
The menacing army of gnawers happened to hit the defense line that the players had built all night long.
Especially because they came at the right time, just in time for the peak period when players are handing over to the day and night shifts. Players who have not been offline will not be offline either. Throw away the shovel and pickaxe, pick up the rifle and return. Behind the bunker.
In addition to 600 players online, there are also nearly 200 guards.
The two thousand or so gnawers seemed to be threatening when they rushed forward, but when faced with the sudden burst of steel and fire, they quickly turned into corpses on the ground.
Next to the window.
Maka Bazi, who was squatting at the window, glanced outside and said in a stunned tone.
"Gan! Why are all the gnawers here? Where's the big guy who was discussed on the forum for a long time last night... Damn it, what are you doing?"
Looking at the two-meter-long gun barrel and bracket that Mosquito and the two newbies moved into the room, Makabazi was stunned for a moment.
"Recoilless rifle!" Mosquito chuckled, "Copycat version of Carl Gustav! It fires 88X250mm shells. Currently, I have designed two types: armor-piercing and high-explosive. The maximum penetration depth is 350mm of homogeneous steel! It is very powerful. !"
Makabazi counted on his fingers and was suddenly shocked.
"What the hell?! Can it penetrate the Tiger?!"
The mosquito rolled his eyes.
"Nonsense, the Tiger is an antique from World War II. It's not from the same dynasty, so why not compare it?"
Before the advent of composite armor, armor-piercing projectiles that used the "Monroe effect" to damage targets looked like bullying tanks.
Not to mention the tiger pose, you have to kneel even when Lord Mouse comes.
Not even modern times.
At the end of World War II, many tanks even simply "ran away" because they could not withstand armor-piercing shells, so that the theory that armor was useless was once rampant, and lighters with thin skin and thick fillings were everywhere.
Anyway, it’s easy to wear clothes or not, so it’s better not to wear clothes, at least you can run faster.
The principle of the armor-piercing bullet itself is not difficult. Through the energy-gathering principle of the conical charge, the high-temperature and high-pressure metal jet is focused into a line, so that the internal pressure is concentrated on one point and penetrates the enemy armor.
Since the centrifugal effect weakens the power of the metal jet, the artillery shells are usually stabilized by the tail fin and fired from the unrifled barrel.
The advantage of this kind of armor-piercing projectile is that the armor-piercing ability of the projectile will not decrease due to distance. Whether it is at a distance of 100m or 1000m, the penetration depth is basically the same. Unlike the 37mm "heavy rifle", the penetration depth of 100 meters can barely exceed 100, but the penetration depth of 1,000 meters will be scraped directly.
As for fuzes, we can learn from previous experience. Mosquito directly skipped the mechanical fuzes of the World War II era and switched to piezoelectric fuzes. That is, a piece of recycled piezoelectric ceramic is installed on the warhead, and the pulse current generated by the piezoelectric reaction is used to detonate the detonator, thereby stimulating the metal jet.
Compared to Factory No. 81, which focuses all its skill points on gun barrel and material technology, Goblin Technology focuses all its skill points on rocket and explosive technology.
Including propellants and charges, the mosquito has almost evolved to an expert level.
Although many of the recipes were stolen from the Internet, Mosquito can be considered a wizard in a sense by being able to make these things in the wasteland.
Makabazi swallowed and prayed silently in his heart.
I hope he will sell furniture honestly in reality and not do anything outrageous.
At the same time, the roof of the building not far away.
Wanus, holding a telescope in his hand, was looking at the bell tower several kilometers away, and the bridge pier under the bell tower, with only an outline visible.
"The spore cloud is spreading to both sides..."
"Those alien species seem to be planning to take a detour."
The heavily armed Chu Guang narrowed his eyes.
"Have you tasted the sweetness?"
"Perhaps," Vanus pondered for a while and continued, "the previous battle may have made them realize that we have enough firepower and the chance of winning in a frontal attack on our position is very small!"
Chu Guang has already considered the roundabout situation.
The hunter teams composed of awakened ones are scattered on both sides of the position, searching for crawlers and tyrants in the area.
There are actually very few routes of action available in the wasteland. It turns out that those fruiting bodies are not as pervasive as the spores they release.
Where survivors find it difficult when facing obstacles, they will also find it difficult.
Except for crawlers, it is difficult for alien species such as gnawers and butchers to climb over obstacles such as cliffs and ruins. They can only use human ladders to force their way up by stepping on the back.
This also caused their large force to be restricted to the main road of the Changling Elevated Remains.
Chu Guang: "The skirmishers spreading along the branch road can be handed over to the awakened ones. I sent at least two hundred people to help them prune their branches and leaves."
Vanus glanced at this guy in surprise.
He is now more and more certain that the people living in Vault 404 are all officers from the People's League era, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why they have so much martial virtue.
This situation is not uncommon.
There are ordinary people in the shelter, as well as elites from all walks of life.
Even in the early years, the legion had some connections with them, and even some of the equipment was inherited from that prosperous era.
However, that was all two hundred years ago.
……
The gray-green clouds slowly moved forward and had already touched the edge of the defense line.
Chu Guang ordered his players to set up a fire in the ruins and use fire and smoke to disperse the spores that exuded a putrid smell.
Although there is no evidence to prove that doing so can weaken the combat effectiveness of the alien species, it can at least provide higher visibility for frontline soldiers.
In the gray fog, a rusty power armor appeared.
The rotten heavy armor was covered with dark red fungi. It held a huge chain saw in its hand and moved forward with heavy steps.
The strong murderous aura and oppressive feeling rushed towards their faces, and the guards squatting behind the bunker swallowed involuntarily.
Biological instinct tells them.
The monster in front of you is very strong!
Only when the faces of the players show expressions of eagerness to try, the difficult BOSS has the meaning of challenge, and bullying the gnawers all the time has meaning.
Mosquito asked Macabazi to give up his position, and excitedly directed his newly recruited younger brother [Deathly] to mount the recoilless rifle by the window.
"Quick, quick, quick! Load the HEAT bomb!"
Maka Bazi was stunned.
"What, what is HEAT?"
Before the mosquito opened his mouth, the chasing soul next to him said impatiently, "An armor-breaking bullet! Just the one with a pipe in the front!"
The wooden box is opened.
The two men carried the cannonball one after the other and fed it into the barrel from behind.
Makabazi subconsciously ducked a few meters away and squatted in front of the other window, not daring to get close and only daring to watch from a distance.
He is not afraid of death.
But being killed by one of your own would be such a loss!
Mosquito ignored him and excitedly turned the handle on the rear winch, closed the activator at the rear of the barrel, and pulled out the safety bolt.
The gun barrel was aimed at the powered armor.
The commander grabbed the gun barrel with his life in hand, and Mosquito standing aside picked up the telescope to measure the distance, and shouted in a low voice.
"200 yard ruler!"
"Fire!"
Thick smoke and fire foam erupted from the rear of the gun barrel, and the 88mm-caliber shell burst out of the barrel. Stabilized by the six tail fins, it shot straight towards the powered armor.
Seeing that the shell was about to hit the target, just when Mosquito clenched his fists excitedly, the "Decadent Knight" raised his right hand holding the chain saw.
In the flash of lightning, it’s so fast that people can’t see clearly!
Everyone saw a black shadow flash past, and the menacing rocket was split in half by a chain saw.
Makabazi: "What the hell?!"
Deathly: "Are you kidding?!"
Chasing the ghost: "What the hell?!"
Seeing his proud creation being split in half, Mosquito's eyes widened and he wished his eyeballs would fall out of his sockets.
What the **** is this move?
Use a knife to chop rockets? !
Since the armor-piercing bullet relies on metal jets to kill, the flying speed of the projectile is not high. The armor-piercing bullet that is split in half is equivalent to a misfire and has no effect at all.
The scarlet eyes locked on him, and Mosquito felt a chill all over his body.
Although there was a distance of two to three hundred meters, this distance made him feel no sense of security at all.
"Reload! Hurry, reload quickly!"
The two boys in the room were in a hurry, and another cannonball was stuffed into the barrel.
Loading, aiming and launching are all done in one go.
The shell shot towards the powered armor like a javelin, but the result was the same as before, being easily split in half by the chain saw.
There was a shout from downstairs.
"Shit, mosquito, can you do that?"
"Why did both rounds fail?"
The mosquito said angrily.
"Get out of here, is this a **** dud?"
Gray-green smoke floated out from under the heavy helmet, and there seemed to be a trace of ridicule written in the scarlet pupils.
In his opinion, the humans in front of him were helpless.
The heavy armor stepped forward, and in the ruins behind it, more alien species began to emerge from the gray-green fog.
The Decayed Knight raised the one-meter-long chain saw in his hand, swung it forward, and let out a dull growl from under the armor.
The voice seemed to be saying——
"Kill them all!"
As if hearing the horn of charge, the crawlers behind them let out excited roars, swinging their thick and powerful limbs and running forward.
The tall tyrant also took steps, and together with the gnawers beside him, he strode forward.
The machine guns deployed on nearby buildings opened fire first, scanning wildly at the surging waves.
The players and guards squatting behind the bunker clenched their weapons in unison, their whole bodies tense.
"Coming!"
At this moment, a series of explosions that broke through the sound barrier suddenly came from the air.
The Decayed Knight standing in the wave was about to step forward, but his chest seemed to have been hit by a truck, and his whole body shook violently.
Black blood spurted out from behind, and large pieces of bacteria carpet fell from the armor. The iron can looked down at his arrogant breastplate, and the scarlet light leaking from the gap in the helmet shrank slightly.
A big hole was blown out of the breastplate, which was equivalent to 400mm homogeneous steel!
So fast!
Where did the attack come from?
The cracks spread along the hole, revealing a large area of dark red flesh. The Decay Knight quickly raised his head and looked forward, looking for the source of the attack.
However, before it could raise its head, there was another explosion that broke the sound barrier.
A spike was driven directly into its head, blasting its head, helmet and shoulder armor into pieces!
The Decayed Knight fell heavily to the ground.
The speed of the wave was obviously slowed down. Although the pace of the aliens did not stop, the formation was obviously confused.
There was always some kind of power controlling them before, but now the aura this power brought to them has collapsed with the fall of the powered armor!
Chu Guang, standing on the roof of the building, calmly put away the Gauss rifle in his hand.
Two original "spike" fin-stabilized bullets, with a muzzle velocity of Mach 5 and a kinetic energy of 140,000 joules, are specially designed for anti-armor.
Not to mention the old powered armor, even the new armor that just left the factory cannot block a shot from it.
To be on the safe side, Chu Guang did not save precious original ammunition. He shot once in the chest and then in the head the second time to ensure that the slime mold fruiting bodies in the armor were destroyed to the maximum extent.
Originally there was one shot reserved for the lower body, but it seems that it is no longer needed.
In the distance, a shrill roar came from the thick gray-green fog, which seemed to be venting anger.
Chu Guang looked up, but unfortunately it was difficult to judge its specific location and distance due to the many tall buildings.
Is that the "Queen" that players call her?
According to his observations and speculations, the Brood cannot command every mutant in real time, otherwise why would they come from the city center? If you directly summon the gnawers in every building, it will be a terrifying number.
And it’s hard to guard against!
In short, the ontology of the wave is not slime mold fruiting entities such as gnawers and crawlers, but the "routers" that can drive slime mold fruiting entities and provide them with information services.
The rotten knight he killed earlier was one of the "routers", and his "status" in slime mold society was probably similar to that of a captain.
And that "Queen" might be the commander!
Chu Guang ignored the sound for the time being, looking down at the battlefield downstairs.
He stretched out his index finger and tapped the helmet.
"The artillery team, starting from 500 meters in front of the position, advanced barrages to suppress the streets."
"Air defense gun, lower the barrel for me and fire!"
Excited shouts came from the communication channel.
"Received!"
The mortar position opened fire first, with a whooshing sound across the battlefield and a burst of fire on the front position.
The explosion of fire and shrapnel cut off a vacuum zone in the middle of the wave, and this wave of offensive was cut into two parts!
At the same time, the two quadruple anti-aircraft guns on the roof began to fire at the entire position.
The 20mm high-explosive bombs poured out instantly, washing from the front line of the battlefield to the rear, and the exploding debris even flew into the bunkers of the frontline players.
There are only a few crippled crawlers and tyrants left on the ruins, as well as the gnawers still struggling on the ground.
The players squatting on the front line looked at them with green light flashing in their pupils, as if they were seeing experience packs with residual health.
"Avenge Brother Quanshui!"
I don’t know who shouted first, and soon the voices followed one after another.
"Kill!"
"Ula!"
"Ouch!"
The charge whistle sounded.
More than 500 players rushed out of the bunker, bayonets pointed out, engineer shovels, hatchets and maces, and they stepped on the gravel road that was baked hot by gunpowder to kill.
They used the most primitive and direct method to pierce and chop the aliens on the battlefield into pulp.
Black blood and bacterial clumps formed a sticky swamp. Vanus, Vaders, Kevin and other legion prisoners standing on the roof watching the battle were dumbfounded.
Kevin looked at Vaders and whispered softly.
"...Are they really blue coats?"
Wides' Adam's apple moved.
"Maybe."
On the other side are the young officers of the Guard. They are also watching with excitement and enthusiasm. They wish they could stand together and fight side by side with the residents of the shelter.
It’s not just morale that’s contagious.
And the will and determination to fight.
Chu Guang reached out and tapped the helmet gently, calling softly.
"Xiaoqi."
The energetic voice came from my ears.
"Here you are, Master."
Chu Guang: "Did you take the photo?"
Xiaoqi: "The editing has been completed! Do you need to upload it now?"
Huh?
Are you so sensible?
A satisfied smile appeared on Chu Guang’s face.
"Pass it up."
Recording players’ highlight moments in the game is also one of the important tasks of planning BaBa.
What's more, the captured video can also be used as a promotional PV.
Are two happy things added together a double happiness?
After the battle, Chu Guang asked Wanwan to count the casualties and ammunition consumption.
Due to the saturated firepower coverage before the battle, the players who rushed forward were mostly just doing last-minute hits. Therefore, except for three minor injuries with sprained legs, there were no serious injuries.
More than 11,000 bullets were consumed, including 66 88mm mortar shells and 270 20mm high-explosive shells. Although the high cost hurts, the money has to be spent.
Steel and gunpowder almost washed away the entire street, and the killed aliens piled up into a hill on the position.
Chu Guang suddenly remembered the report Heya had read to him before.
According to her research, in addition to organic matter, the fruiting bodies of these slime molds also contain high levels of elements such as sulfur, nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but think.
"It would be great if these corpses could be used."
Not just as an active substance.
Even if it's just turning them into fertilizer.
Leave them to rot here, and they might be recycled by the slime mold again.
Unfortunately, the mutant slime mold has a certain degree of toxicity. Burying its fruiting bodies directly in the soil will not enhance the fertility of the soil. Instead, it will cause necrosis of the rhizomes of crops in the field and cause diseases.
At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly thought that both Boulder City and Honghe Town seemed to have special skills in making nutritious creams. Even the gnawers squeezed out the nutritious creams.
If alien species could be made into a nutritional paste, wouldn't it be possible to inactivate slime mold while retaining its nutritional content?
In this way, if the synthetic nutrient paste is poured into the soil, will it produce an effect similar to that of organic fertilizer...
But the problem comes again.
Nutritional paste itself is a kind of food...
Aware of the blind spot of this operation, Chu Guang fell into deep thought.
In this case, why not just include nutritional paste in the recipe?
While Chu Guang was thinking about how to get some loot other than resurrection coins from these slime mold mutants, in the thick fog a few kilometers away, gnawers were dragging one after another. corpses, carried them into an abandoned building, and fed them to the growing incubator.
The flesh-red carpet had a hint of dark red and spread to the outside of the incubation room, filling the entire corridor.
Standing by the window in the corridor, a tall figure stood, his scarlet pupils staring at the tall buildings to the north, while the tentacles floating behind him trembled slightly.
It's angry.
The cilia on the carpet squirmed, as if spreading angry ripples, and the alien species gathered around it let out restless growls.
The murderous intention rose in the thick fog.
There was obvious and strong anger in the hoarse voice that kept repeating.
"...purification..."
……
(Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Fanyang" for the reward!!! There were a lot of words in yesterday's update. I was in a hurry when I uploaded it, so I didn't have time to write the end of the chapter. I'm sorry... By the way, last night I had a nightmare. I was working on a manuscript, but when I uploaded it, I accidentally uploaded the outline. I woke up with a fright. But the most uncomfortable thing was not that I was typing in the dream, but that I couldn’t remember what I wrote in the dream. (T.T...)