Chapter 8 Day Eight of the Game
The next day, Senya came to the Sky Arena in an airship under the reluctant eyes of Kiya and Kurt.
He first had a general understanding of the competition process here, and he also went to the 200th floor to have a look. There was no bonus, but everyone was a player with the ability to read.
No wonder IL fans throw him over.
He called up his mind ability panel.
"Heaven and earth are the only ones: everyone who enters the realm of the king, no matter how strong or weak, becomes a state weaker than the player.
Opening conditions: Shout out the realm of the king—expand!
Passive effect: Waiting for the player to embed"
Even now , Moriya will feel scalp numb when he sees the so-called activation condition.
...It's too middle school!
He couldn't imagine himself yelling at others on the arena.
After calming down for a while, he reached out and poked the so-called passive effect.
"Passive effect: You can specify an opponent within the field to perform a specified action, or shout a specified slogan."
"Note: It cannot be modified after the decision."
Moriya: "..."
Isn't that what he understood? !
Moriya was excited, he turned over the description of this passive skill several times.
Wonderful! This skill is simply his must-kill secret skill!
If used well, it can be called spiritual pollution!
Although he hadn't thought about setting up any wonderful slogans or actions for the time being, it didn't stop him from thinking about it.
On the third day, Moriya successfully advanced to the 200th floor. Before the passbook in his hand was warmed up, he bumped into someone who shouldn't be here.
"... Hisoka?! Why are you here?!"
"I am the floor master here." Hisoka said with a smile.
Mori looked sullen, "...Hey, did you tell him about Yiermi's photo?"
He thought about it, and according to Yiermi's friendless personality, it is impossible for someone to tip him off.
Except for the Hisoka in front of him who made him confused.
The smile on Hisoka's face grew bigger, "That's right. Because the shooting is so good, it's hard for people not to share this joy with Xiao Yi."
Mori took a deep breath and smiled. Said: "Then my brother really has a good friend."
After finishing speaking, he wanted to pass Hisoka and go forward.
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FanfictionAlternative Title: 造物主的模拟人生 Author: Xi Chi Mu Summary: Asahina Sumiya, fifteen years old, likes to play games. He thinks that he is just an ordinary person in a world full of weird people. #portmafia "Asahina cadres, this mission you are...
