Chapter 167 Powerful bug, imposed on the weird old woman. Entry: Hobby of Rap
After the fox was scolded by Shabi by the idiot in front of him, his skill almost dropped to negative, and naturally he became angry from shame.
It opened its bloody mouth and bit off the head of the dumb guy in front of it.
Click!
Then he let out a miserable howl and ran into the grass.
Bai Wan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this.
As expected, pinching NPCs is really easy.
No matter how they answer this fox, they will not end well. In this case, then they will not answer it themselves, but create a person to answer it.
Sure enough, in this way he successfully survived the crisis.
The wind chime standing aside was confused.
He, they...have passed the crisis?
She was not stupid either, and she quickly looked at Bai Wan.
Is this character NPC created by this player?
A trace of shock flashed in Feng Ling's eyes.
Create npc? Is there such a skill?
For a moment, a trace of envy appeared in her eyes.
This ability is so easy to use.
The problem of the fox demon was solved in this way.
"That's awesome. Is this your character skill?" Feng Chime said in shock.
You can create NPCs. Could this young man in front of you be a programmer?
"I'm sorry, I pretended I didn't ask." After Feng Ling asked, he immediately interrupted himself.
It’s a bit presumptuous to directly ask about character skills like this.
Wind Chime breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the fox had disappeared.
It is probably unheard of for a fox who wants to be silenced to be scolded.
This was the first time she felt so sympathetic to a fox.
At the same time, Feng Ling also secretly made up her mind that she must perform well next.
The man next to her has very strong skills. Judging from his current performance, this young man's rating should be far higher than hers.
If this continues, the treasure box will definitely belong to the man in front of me.
Then the two continued to set off and walked deeper into the forest.
The road was peaceful for a while. It seemed that the strongest one in this area was the fox, so other weird things did not invade the fox's area.
But after walking a certain distance, faint cries suddenly came from all around.
Woo woo woo.
The ringing in the wind chime's hand also began to ring non-stop, and the intensity was even greater than that of the fox.
"Attention! A more terrifying trick is coming." Wind Chime said immediately.
Bai Wan nodded and looked around.
The crying seemed to come from all directions, and the source could not be pinpointed.
Woo woo woo.
The sound of crying gradually got closer and became clearer.
The sound seemed to be the cry of an old man.
Feng Chime's face changed slightly. She thought about what her grandfather told her during a walk before, that an old woman committed suicide in the forest.
The reason why this forest is troubled is also because of the old lady.
Is the strangeness at the root of the forest coming?
The wind chime became alert.
Suddenly, a voice slowly came from all directions.
"My son died so miserably, give me my son~ give me my son~"
The old voice had a cold chill.
The wind chime found with an ugly expression that its ringing was getting louder and louder.
This is the second time she has encountered such a situation.
The first time she encountered a huge and powerful dungeon in that dungeon, she almost didn't come out.
But this time, I am afraid it will be as dangerous as last time.
She couldn't help but look at Bai Wan, and then she was a little surprised to find that Bai Wan's eyes were still calm.
Can't such tricks move him?
Just as Feng Chime was thinking about how to escape, a shadow faintly walked out of the forest ahead. Wherever the figure passed, the light dimmed.
It was a skinny old woman, and the sound of crying came from her body.
The most terrifying thing is the strange aura. When the strange aura touches the surrounding leaves, the leaves will wither instantly.
Wind Chime also felt very uncomfortable.
If she hadn't gone through seven dungeons and obtained seven black six-pointed stars, then she would have been instantly wiped out just by standing in front of this old woman.
Bai Wan looked at the old lady in front of him with interest.
This old lady is indeed very strong, she should be at least as good as an A-level captain.
As expected of a special dungeon, it was so difficult as soon as it appeared.
At this time, the old woman's cry was like a curse.
"Give me back my son, give back my son, my son died so miserably."
Every time he spoke, the surroundings became a little darker.
Seeing this, Bai Wan couldn't help but think about which ability he should try this time.
Now he has a lot of abilities, and there are also many skills that can tap into his potential.
In the end, he decided to try another ability to write life first and add entries to NPCs.
The more difficult the entry is, the lower the probability of success.
Bai Wan gave it a preliminary try and randomly wrote a hobby entry: I like rap.
Wow!
A flash of white light. The words of this virtual entry flew directly into the old woman's body and blended into it.
At the same time, Feng Chime also watched the old woman in front of him with some vigilance as she approached little by little.
This is so horrifying and weird that I am afraid she will have to use her trump card.
Wind Chime took out a living dead hand from his pocket.
This is a blood-level strange prop, which has always been her strongest life-saving trump card.
This weird prop is very special. It is not an ordinary blood color, but a special blood color. It is stronger than ordinary blood-colored weird props.
But this weird prop has a limit on the number of times it can be used.
This living dead hand has two hands, with ten fingers in total. Each time it is used, one finger is consumed, and it can be used up to ten times.
She has used it four times before and consumed four of them, and now she still has six.
Each one is precious, so she cherishes it too.
But in the current situation, she had to use another finger.
And just when she was about to use it, the wind chime was stunned for a moment, looking at the strange old woman in front of her with some doubts.
I saw that the old woman who had been crying, "Give me back my son, my son died miserably," seemed to be starting to feel wrong.
“Give me back, give me back”
Give me back?
Wind Chime looked a little confused.
This old lady seems to have a memory card. She keeps saying to pay it back and keeps paying it back.
Then Feng Chime was stunned to see the old woman’s lag ending...
"Give me back my son, give back my son...yo, yo! Cheek is making trouble!"< br>
"My son died so miserably! He died so miserably, he died so miserably, yoyo! What a good death, what a good death!"
Wind Chime: "???"
She was confused for a while, wondering if she heard it wrong. This old lady was... rapping?
She quickly opened her mouth wide, and saw the crying old woman suddenly making a standard rap gesture with one hand, waving her hands downward rhythmically, dancing to the rhythm with her body, and making noise at the same time.
"Give me back my son, yo yo yo!! My son died so miserably, my son died so miserably!!"
"..."
The wind chime looked in front of me in confusion. of this scene.
Holy shit, he really started rapping!
Her mind really couldn’t figure out why the old lady in front of her suddenly started going crazy?
Does your son’s death really make you so happy? You actually made up a rap song?
How outrageous.
"Yo yo yo~ My son, you died miserably! Hehe, you died miserably!"
The old woman began to dance, kick her legs, raise her hands, and shake her body.
Looking at the weird scene in front of him, Feng Ling couldn't help but twitched his mouth.
What the hell is this expansion?
When did the weird game change from a horror style to a comedy style!
Bai Wan also looked at the old lady in front of him with strange eyes.
Hey guys, the entry really works.
He was also curious, wondering what the son of the old woman who was under the influence of Jiuquan felt when he saw his old mother singing so well.
The old lady was also a little confused at this time.
She didn’t understand why she suddenly started rapping.
She just suddenly felt that rapping was cool.
By expressing my feelings for my son through rapping, I think my son will also like it, right?
But fulfilling one's hobby is one thing, killing someone is another.
After fulfilling her dream to her heart's content, she looked at the two humans in front of her.
"Hey! Cheek! Humans deserve to die!"
Thinking about it, she rushed towards the two humans.
The wind chime once again grabbed the finger of the living dead in his hand.
Is there still no way to avoid fighting?
She saw the old lady singing suddenly and thought she didn't have to fight anymore, but it turned out to be not that simple.
But she was surprised to see Bai Wan's hand trembling slightly, as if he was starting to fabricate NPCs out of thin air again.
The previously created NPC who could only curse others did not consume much mental energy due to its simple settings, so he still had plenty of energy.
So he started fabricating it again.
Looks don’t matter, Bai Wan started to piece it together again.
This time he did not choose an entry. In order to maintain his mental strength, he mainly focused on the composition and settings.
Only one background setting is added, that is, the created NPC is the son of an old woman who died in the forest.
As soon as this setting came out, Bai Wan felt exhausted all over and his brain function slowed down.
It seems that this key setting is still very labor-intensive.
Thinking about it, he just fished it out from the nearest place, which was the place with the lowest energy consumption. He took a head and put it on the NPC in front of him.
Feng Ling also watched Bai Wan create NPCs from scratch with curiosity.
Looking at her, she was speechless. She saw an NPC with legs of different lengths, a very big butt, and a pig on its head appeared in front of her, and on the face of the pig, there was written The two big characters "son".
Wind Chime: ".
Wind Chime was speechless again.
I mean, brother, can't you design it well? I know your ability is awesome, but you can remodel it well. Right? Who can you fool with this kind of NPC?
Before she finished complaining, she suddenly rushed over to the crying old woman and hugged the pig head in front of her. Crying.
“Ah, it’s my son. My son, mom misses you so much. What’s wrong with you? Your face is swollen, so swollen. "
Wind chime: "."
Shit! This works!
Grandma, are you presbyopic? Take a closer look, this pig is really you Son?
Feng Ling already felt that her world view was about to collapse.
We can't. If the word "son" is written on the pig, it will be your son, right?
(End of this chapter)