Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

Chapter 241 Proficiency Level is still at C

While the three forces of Cihang, the company, and the eccentric were locked in a fierce battle in the laboratory.

Unbeknownst to them, their every move had already been captured by a hidden, high-speed camera and uploaded to the electronic screen in front of Chen Feng.

"With the chips of the four bosses' logistics engineers, we can use their permissions to take over all of the heavy machinery company's satellites and light-speed cameras," Ying said, adjusting the screen as she spoke. "I checked, and there are currently high-energy reactions in three regions."

"A large number of Black-level monsters from District 24 have been discovered in District 3 prison."

"The Mechanical Heavy Industry Laboratory is where the heroes of the three companies you mentioned, along with the cosmic overlord, are located."

"There's also a live show of One-Punch Man fighting the Oil Giant. Which one do you want to watch first?"

Chen Feng noticed that Ying was in low spirits, so he looked at the Light of the Sky: "Watching enemies fight? Such a good thing, I need to see if there's any popcorn and cola first."

The Light of the Sky stood up: "I'll go get it... I'll go buy it."

"Chocolate?" Chen Feng removed the wrapper and tossed it towards the light in the sky. The light opened its mouth and easily caught it. "Remember not to cut in line."

"Um!"

With a whoosh, the light of the sky vanished.

Chen Feng looked at Ying: "Alright, you have about thirty seconds to tell me why you're not happy."

Ying looked up and teased, "Baby, you already have the Light of the Sky, are you still going to try to woo me?"

Chen Feng glanced at the time: "You have twenty-five seconds left in your psychological counseling session."

Shadow hesitated for a moment, then said, "I've spent my whole life striving to go to the Holy Land, even going so far as to transform myself into... a tin can, but now it seems my dream was a joke."

Chen Feng asked, "Why do you want to go to the Holy Land?"

Yingdao said, "In the city, some people are alive one second, and the next second they are hit by a passing monster or hero and turned into a pile of minced meat. Life is as meaningless as a gay man taking birth control pills."

"I don't want to die, I want to live."

In the promotional posters, the holy land is portrayed as a beautiful and safe paradise where everyone is equal.

But in reality...

The people of the Holy Land have a strict hierarchy, treating city dwellers as inferiors, or even as animals.

All the good things in life are built on the blood and tears of city dwellers.

Looking at the oil giant and mutated ant-cow rampaging on the electronic screen, Ying mocked, "Now, we can't even guarantee our safety anymore. This is truly hell."

This is nothing.

Chen Feng suggested, "Death is not scary. Death is like a cool summer night, allowing one to sleep peacefully without worry. You should really come to Cihang City to experience what it means to be able to die but not die."

Shadow: "Huh?"

Chen Feng recounted how Cihang City, after its inhabitants died, was resurrected and continued to be eaten: "Are you feeling any better now?"

Ying nodded, agreeing that the city was indeed "much better" than Cihang City.

Let's go see a movie then.

Chen Feng changed camera angles several times and quickly locked onto the battle scene between the Oil Giant and One-Punch Man.

The oil giant slowly raised its massive foot, preparing to crush an area of ​​100 million square kilometers.

But just then...

The Super Girl has made her move: "A serious punch."

With a deafening boom, the force surged from the point of contact between the girl's fist and the oil giant, causing the oil giant's body to completely disintegrate.

Ying said, "From the satellite, the body, which is about fifty kilometers long, has disappeared."

What else could Chen Feng say? "These numbers are awesome."

Although One-Punch Man is far stronger than the Oil Giant, the two have fought to this point without a clear winner.

Chen Feng gained a new understanding: "Body size seems to be very useful."

When we watched the Zero video, Little Ghost King clearly couldn't withstand Scarface's Death Curse, but he didn't die.

This was all thanks to the fact that the Little Demon King was too big. If the Little Demon King were the size of a normal person, then a single Death-Taking Curse would definitely have killed him.

Therefore, the shape is also a very important part of a hexagon.

Chen Feng thought for a moment: "If two Brick-Bomb level monsters are fighting in an open space, one is a Giant and the other is a Goblin, no matter how many times they fight, the Giant will definitely have the advantage."

Just like it's common knowledge that there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings.

In Cihang, the hexagon has ten dimensions: attack, defense, size, endurance, judgment, speed, luck, intelligence, special skills, and growth, which is quite reasonable.

At this moment, Ying suddenly interrupted Chen Feng's thoughts: "Wait a minute, that flat thing on the ground looks familiar."

The camera pans to the street between the headquarters of the heavy machinery company and the secret laboratory.

A silver-haired man with an eye patch was lying flat on the ground, next to him was the 100-ton king, who looked relaxed.

"A sorcerer???"

No one thought of it.

The sorcerer actually believed the nonsense about artificial intelligence and went to challenge the Hundred-Ton King to a duel.

Seeing this, the AI ​​mini-machine immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake last time. Don't be angry. This time, I'll just tell you the most straightforward, accurate, and easy-to-understand 100% truth, and I'll enlighten you completely in one sentence."

"Although a sorcerer's domain is a small world, it can be shattered by pure force, so the sorcerer is about to be killed by the Hundred-Ton King. Would you like me to find you the best-rated funeral parlor nearby?"

Ying was stunned: "(°口°๑)..."

Chen Feng was furious: "(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻。 ...

Grass!

To save the sorcerer's life, Chen Feng could only stop time in the world for one second before retreating at the speed of light.

You evacuated all your teammates.

You've gained the friendship of the Outrageous Agency and the Dark Mask.

[The moment you enter the urban universe, you will be in a state of mortal enmity with the Mechanical Heavy Industry Company.]

You have retrieved the original Crimson Mech for 500 points.

System Points: 84

Temporary points: 9

Just got back to Happiness Internet Cafe.

The flat-chested sorcerer stubbornly insisted, "I played a bit recklessly. The first two rounds don't count, so the score is back to 0-0."

Chen Feng interrupted directly, saying, "No need to say anything, I understand. A master doesn't win the second round."

The sorcerer said with satisfaction, "You really understand me. Also, could you help me inflate it? I don't want everyone to see me like this."

So you do know how embarrassing it is?

Chen Feng said speechlessly, "Madman isn't here. You can choose one: Husky, Old Wolf, Fatty, Guolong, Yellow Hair, Warrior, or Savior."

The sorcerer no longer hesitated: "I want the dog."

really?

The husky probably just ate... poop.

Chen Feng had barely stepped into the Happiness Internet Cafe, and before he could even call out to Erha, he was blasted away by a forbidden spell: "What the hell?!"

The savior's avatar suddenly appeared: "Because the internet cafe was hacked, I placed over ten thousand forbidden spell arrays at the entrance, plus another ten thousand spare forbidden spell arrays, and even more spares..."

Stop, stop.

Chen Feng couldn't help but complain, "With so many forbidden spells, is there any possibility that we're going to live in this house ourselves?"

The savior reassured Chen Feng: "You only need to remember a dynamic password of 70,000 digits, and you can pass through safely."

How many?

Then I'd rather get bombed.

Chen Feng couldn't help but say, "Old Luo, every time I think you've been as cautious as you can possibly be, you surprise me."

The savior shushed him: "Don't mention my name. If the enemy overhears it, we're done."

really do.

Just as Chen Feng was speechless.

System space.

The system, in a fit of rage, was rummaging through its system pool: "How many times has the host been defeated by the city?"

"It's all because the city's system is terrible!"

"Damn it, if you guys are taking the system, at least give Chen Feng something good!"