Chapter 13 The Disliked Person

"Charging?" Shen Mo laughed dumbly.

Being able to drag them into the game is obviously due to an extremely advanced technological force, even if it is an alien advanced civilization. But in such a technological civilization, the rewards produced still need to be recharged?

Really down to earth.

"Mine is a one-time prop." Shen Mo exchanged information with her while driving, "The starting gun, after firing, the gun-holder will be the center, and people within a radius of 10 meters will run at full speed. The effect is affected by distance and environmental factors. And the influence of personal willpower. The gunman is not affected by the sound of the gun."

He picked up the toy gun and gently threw it to the back seat, "This thing is useless to me, you can hold it, it can save your life at critical moments."

Bai Youwei caught the gun, thoughtfully, "Could it be because the player's level is too low to get that level of rewards, so the effect is forcibly weakened?"

She guessed: "Maybe it's for the balance of the game, otherwise it's too tasteless..."

Under normal circumstances, who would need such a thing? Let the opponent run wildly with just one shot, and release a bolt of lightning to hit him when he gets close? These props are obviously prepared for the game.

"Do you think there are many games like this in other places?" Shen Mo asked.

Bai Youwei: "It's obvious, isn't it?"

Shen Mo held the steering wheel and said nothing.

But Bai Youwei remembered his abnormality in the game, frowned and asked, "Do you know something?"

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

Bai Youwei said: "In the game just now, there was no need to save that yellow-haired man, but you insisted on risking his life to save him from the rabbits, and then kept observing his physical changes. You cared about him? ... No , You don’t know him, you are a senior officer of the National Security Agency, it is impossible to know this street gangster.”

Thinking of Shen Mo's occupation, Bai Youwei suddenly said, "Are you here to investigate?"

Her face sank suddenly, and she was suddenly indifferent: "You didn't come to pick me up, you just stopped by during the investigation."

The girl's face-changing speed made Shen Mo a little funny.

She has just experienced life and death, but she is fussy about such trivial matters. She doesn't know whether to call her childish, crazy, or both.

"I'm here to pick you up." He replied, "I was on a mission nearby, and when I received a call from your mother, I came here to pick you up."

Bai Youwei's complexion did not ease because of this, her tone was cold: "It's not relative, it's not a reason, why did you come to pick me up specially, but it just happened to be nearby, and it's just a matter of favor, I know myself, you don't need to be nice to coax me, you It's not my nanny."

She is very smart, but Shen Mo has nothing to say.

Both fell silent.

The off-road vehicle drove forward for a certain distance, and Bai Youwei was the first to break the silence.

"You came here to carry out the mission, did you succeed?"

Shen Mo stared at the road ahead, then shook his head calmly: "No."

"What is the mission?" Bai Youwei asked.

Shen Mo: "Find someone."

Bai Youwei thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Scientist?"

Shen Mo smiled: "Almost, an old professor."

Bai Youwei: "Then you..."

"I didn't find it. The laboratory is empty. There are neither people nor dolls." Shen Mo added, "We searched nearby, and all the team members turned into dolls. I don't know why I was the only one who was safe and sound. Call your mother."

Shen Mo raised her thin lips and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Bai Youwei curled her lips, and snorted coldly: "I almost lost my life, and I still have time to pick up other people's daughters."

"By the way." Shen Mo smiled lightly.

Bai Youwei: "Hmph."

After humming, I feel bored again. Shen Mo picked her up because she had a promise to her mother, she shouldn't have expected more, let alone blame him.

She is a very disgusted person, if others treat her better, she should be grateful to Dade, shouldn't she?

Thinking of this, his face returned to indifference, without anger or expression.

Author: lack of love +1