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Chapter 1010

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The pilot was punched in the nose by Dracula. With a grunt, he fell to the ground.

Dracula still had no intention of sucking the man's blood. Instead, he stared at the rectangular box in the middle of the cabin and slowly squatted down beside it.

It did not take long for the pilot, who was punched, to catch his breath. He raised his head and saw Dracula squatting on the ground, staring at the large wooden box in a daze.

Coincidentally, there was a joystick near where the pilot fell, and this joystick could be used to open up the floor in the middle of the cabin.

As mentioned earlier, this plane was modified from a bomber from World War II. That was why it had such a setup. At that moment, the clever pilot reached out his hand and pulled on the joystick.

In the next second, there was only a "kacha" sound.

The floor of the cabin opened up, and the rectangular wooden box fell with a whoosh.

However, Dracula did not fall with the box. The moment the floor opened up, he levitated in the air and looked at the pilot.

This scene is a reenactment of the original movie, but I personally think … there's something that doesn't make sense here. The plane is a moving object, and when Dracula hovers in the air, his body doesn't have any contact with the plane. Therefore, in theory, he should be hit by the wall at the end of the cabin very quickly …

But that did not happen.

Even though we could forcefully explain that … Dracula used some kind of electrostatic force field to create a repulsion or friction force with the surrounding environment, so he was able to fly in the same direction as the plane without any physical contact. But I think … it is better to say, 'don't take a movie from the eighties so seriously.'

Anyway, this bug-like scene did not last for too long.

Dracula levitated in the air and glared at the pilot. Then, he morphed into a bat and flew out from the hole in the floor to chase after the falling wooden box.



At the same time, at another part of the scenario.

"Hah … Hah … This kid … runs faster than a dog … If I'm not paying attention, he will disappear …"

"Phew … Forget it … Forget it … Let's not chase after him for now. In this condition, my Stamina Points are depleting fast …"

After following Feng Bujue for many blocks, Seven Kills and Brother Long … lost him.

The two of them were panting heavily. Their expressions were that of "a cooked duck has flown away". They were quite depressed.

"Hah … By the way … Aren't you from a sports school?" After catching his breath, Seven Kills turned to ask Long Aomin. "Furthermore, he is so much taller than us. With his long legs, shouldn't he be able to run faster?"

"Tsk … I mainly practiced badminton at the sports school, not track and field," Brother Long replied. "Furthermore … who told you that you can run faster because you are taller? Based on your words, those who play basketball, should change.. "

"Hmm … That's true …" Seven Kills could not help but laugh.

Brother Long, Brother Long 'Aomin'.

. and '' a '.. and's and's' 'and' '.

Now that he thought about it, the situation was quite funny. After all, it was not every day that he got to see the kid version of Feng Bujue running away.

After resting for about a minute, Brother Long's breathing had returned to normal, so he asked, "By the way, have you received a side quest?"

"Ah, I have. You want to meet up with your teammates, right?" Seven Kills answered.

"Yes," Brother Long said. Brother Long continued, "The mission panel says' Teammates'. From the looks of it … we have to gather all of our team members."

"Then … how about we split up?" Seven Kills suggested. "Then we can meet up somewhere?"

"Hmm … Sure." Brother Long thought about it and agreed. "Currently, there is no way to locate the others, so if we split up … we can expand the search area."

Therefore, the two quickly agreed on a time and place to meet up, and then they went their separate ways.

After the two of them had walked far away, the lid of a trash can that was only five meters away from where they had been standing was lifted from the inside. Then, a child with a banana peel on his head and a pair of dead fish eyes slowly stood up from inside.

At that moment, a homeless man with a trolley was passing by. He wanted to dig through the trash, but he did not expect to see a little boy.

"Hey, what are you doing in my fridge, kid?" The homeless man was obviously a drunkard. His cheeks were red, and he reeked of alcohol.

"Don't worry, I didn't touch your 'food'." As Feng Bujue replied, he stepped out from the trashcan and used his hands to brush away the dirt on his clothes.

"Do you have change? Kid. " As the homeless man spoke, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and took a sip. At the same time, he used his body to block Brother Jue's way.

"Change?" Feng Bujue looked up at the man and then pretended to touch his pocket. "Oh, I do." After he replied, he asked, "What's the matter? Sir. "

"Give me the money." As the tramp spoke, he looked around with a guilty conscience. Seeing that there were not many passersby nearby and that no one was paying attention to the situation here, he revealed a terrifying expression and repeated, "Give it to me quickly!"

"Okay, sir, there's no need to rush," Feng Bujue replied lazily, and his hands reached into his backpack.

"Hurry up! Don't dilly-dally! "The homeless man kept urging Brother Jue. He did not pay much attention to the actions of the "kid" in front of him. His attention was mainly focused on the passersby nearby.

Several seconds later, Feng Bujue pulled out the WJQ-308 military shovel from his inventory. When he said that, he swung the shovel at the man. "Fine, fine … I'll give it to you now …" Several seconds later, Feng Bujue pulled out the WJQ-308 military shovel from his inventory.

The reaction speed of an alcoholic was not as fast as the average person. Feng Bujue easily knocked the homeless man out.

Then, he calmly threw the homeless man onto his trolley and silently pushed him into the alley...

...

On the other hand, in the backyard of a house in the community...

"I can't believe I'm doing something like this in the script of a competition …" At this time, Defeating Armies was holding a large rake and scraping the fallen leaves on the ground.

"You just accepted the setting of becoming a kid, didn't you?" Tan Lang was doing the same thing as him, sweeping the fallen leaves.

The two captains of Blade had met at the beginning of the scenario because in the setting of the scenario, they were playing the roles of two brothers in the same family.

However, the parents in their family were very strict. On a day like Halloween, they actually made the children do housework, and it was to do something like sweeping the fallen leaves.

Even though the two were not very willing, they still had to verbally agree to it. Unexpectedly, after they agreed, [Sweep the fallen leaves in the backyard until the area covered by the fallen leaves is less than 5%] was recorded in the mission tab as a side mission.

For the sake of the reward, these two … really did endure it.

"I'm looking forward to the reward after this mission is completed," Defeating Armies said.

"I don't think … the chance of giving us equipment or skills is high," Tan Lang analyzed. Tan Lang analyzed. "The reward will most likely be something unexpected, but it will be helpful in 'borrowing power' in the scenario."

"Hmm …" Defeating Armies nodded and then said, "I wonder … how are Brother Long and Seven Kills doing now? Did they receive a similar mission?"

"Haha …" Tan Lang joked. "Perhaps they are doing something similar. Perhaps they are doing worse than us, like picking up dog poop or something."



"Achoo!" At the same time, Seven Kills had returned to the place where he met Feng Bujue and sneezed for no reason.

"Alright, dog, let's keep running." He found the dog that he had tied to the fence. As he untied the rope, he said, "Well, it's my fault for accepting the mission …"

I'm sure you understand now … The reason Seven Kills showed up with the dog was because he had received a side mission from his' parents', and the content of the mission was — 'Complete a dog walk of at least two kilometers and bring the dog home.'

"Hmm? What's that smell? " When Seven Kills untied the rope, he smelled something. He lowered his head to take a look. "What the … Such a big lump …"

At that second, Seven Kills' heart was locked in a fierce struggle.

Even though the mission did not explicitly state that dealing with dog poop was part of the dog walk, when Seven Kills led the dog out, he did receive a small shovel, a pack of tissue, and a paper bag from his' father '… These three things were currently inside his inventory.

"If I don't clean this up … not only is it morally wrong, it might cause the mission to fail …" Seven Kills looked at the pile of poop. "But this is too much … What does this dog normally eat? A baby? "

That being said, he still had to do what he was supposed to do …

The audience that watched this match was really worth it. Not only did they get to see the children's version of the professional players, they also got to see these 'kids' sweeping the leaves, picking up dog poop, and riding small cars … These were all unimaginable scenes.



Looking at the other end of the residential area …

This piece of land could be considered a 'rich residential area.' The houses in this area were obviously more high-end than the houses in other parts of the residential area. From the size of the land, the style of the houses, and the decoration … they were all beyond the scope of the middle class. The whole place gave off a thick, capitalistic air.

And inside one of the houses, there were two players who had yet to enter the arena being tortured.

"This is hell," Ruo Yu said from the bottom of her heart as she looked at the short table before her expressionlessly.

At this moment, the short table in front of her was filled with exquisite and expensive tea sets and tableware. There was also a circle of "people" sitting around the table. Other than Li Ruoyu, there were five little girls around ten years old and six well-made Barbie dolls of different shapes sitting around the table.

"We should be thankful … This mission did not require us to change into a cute pink princess dress or something …" Xiao Ling, who was sitting next to her cousin, said with a hand on her forehead.

Obviously, they had also received a side mission that made them not know whether to laugh or cry — [Have a 40-minute Barbie Tea Party with the neighborhood girls].

Unlike the two players, the other girls at the table were all having fun. They were happily drinking tea and chatting with their Barbie dolls, discussing various life events.

"I think it's over between me and John. He actually held that bitch Barbara's hand last month."

"I want to marry Tony in the future. He is so handsome. We are going to have four children, one boy, one girl, and a pair of twins."

"Ah … I know Derek is good-looking, but his family is not rich. I don't want to earn more than him in the future. You know what I mean."

For quite a long time (actually, it was less than half an hour, but the two players felt that every second was like a year), Ruo Yu and Xiao Ling's ears were filled with similar conversations. It was undoubtedly a kind of torture for them.

"I've heard this saying before …" Ruo Yu pinched the bridge of her nose, closed her eyes, and said, "… 'When I was a teenager, I hated teenagers.'" She paused, "Now I suddenly understand the feeling of the person who said this. I have to say … 'When I was a little girl, I hated little girls.'"

"Sigh …" Xiao Ling sighed and said, "There is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome. We have to be strong …"

Just as they were lamenting, another girl sitting on Ruo Yu's right suddenly spoke to her, "Hey, Li, how are things on your side?"

"What do you mean how are things …"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Hmm … Yes."

"Oh? Is he handsome? Is his family rich? Have you guys kissed before? "

Ruo Yu heard this and was silent for a few seconds. Then …

Bang —

Her forehead slammed heavily on the table, "I suddenly feel so tired …"



Back to Xiao Tan's side.

After accepting Horace's invitation, Xiao Tan followed the chubby boy all the way to a forest on the edge of the community.

This place was not very desolate. The nearest residential house was less than a hundred meters away. However, there were many trees and weeds nearby. Not far away, there was a small river connected to the sewer. It felt quite "wild".

"Look, this is the place." Horace led Xiao Tan through the weeds and trees for a distance, then pointed to a big tree.

Xiao Tan lifted his head to look in the direction that the man was pointing at. Soon, he saw a 'treehouse' that was made from wooden planks and iron plates.

"Where is this?" Xiao Tan asked tentatively.

"This is our club!" "My friend and I are experts in studying demons and monsters. Isn't that cool?" Horace replied and immediately continued, "My friend and I are experts in studying demons and monsters.

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