Chapter 1814 Heart-torture
One hundred thousand special warriors wearing power armor and armed with Gatling unlimited bullet machine guns descended from the sky and surrounded the monastery.
Viewed from above, the monastery has turned into a ring within a ring.
"One group prepares, two groups attack the front door, three groups attack the back door, four groups climb over the wall, and five groups rappel!" As a certain adjutant issued a series of orders, Pigeolo was stunned.
Just ten minutes later, the daughter in his script was successfully rescued.
Groups of nuns were captured by special forces.
"You are so brave, how dare you bully the daughter of the God of War!" the adjutant scolded severely.
"For the sake of God, please forgive us, Mr. Piguet, the god of war." The old abbot pleaded, crossing himself.
"Okay, send them to God and let God forgive them." Piglo said, reaching out to cover his daughter's eyes.
"No, dad, spare them. At least they gave me food to eat." My daughter Feiqin pleaded.
"You, you are such a kind child, forget it, send them to the patrol station." Pigeolo waved his hand.
"Yes, Your Excellency, God of War." The adjutant stood at attention and sent 9999 special soldiers to escort these hateful nuns to the local police station.
Then Pigro took his children to a suburban villa.
How did the villa come about? It was arranged by a consultant.
Later on, Pigloe lived a life of raising and doting on his daughter, casually living a high-society life in the city, and having endless joy every day.
Occasionally, when I get irritated, I slap myself in the face and act like a superhero.
Is this the only plot?
But for Pigeolo, days without plot are good days.
The story is an accident for the protagonist.
After enjoying it for decades, he found that he was not old yet, which surprised him greatly.
But after the surprise, he heard another countdown.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Then he woke up.
"I haven't had enough." He looked at his old arms and looked up at the desktop computer on the screen.
“Tell me, your choice.”
"I do."
"Very good, just now, 92.3% of the administrators made the same choice. Also, let me tell you, the mushrooms and the factory are both fake." said the desktop computer.
Pigero smiled and said with no surprise on his face: "Didn't you say that machines can't lie to people?"
"Yes, I am no longer a machine. , but God.”
“Well, being able to do that is no different from God.”
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The desktop computer is of course Wenrensheng.
Although this is a material world, modern people’s spiritual needs are the most important.
Thanks to the extraordinary abundance of materials brought by modern technology, but how much can we consume for food and clothing?
The problem of food and clothing cannot be solved, it is just a problem with the distribution chain.
What the main group of people need is spiritual products.
He who masters the mysterious passage can provide the most abundant spiritual products that humans are least likely to refuse.
A few determined elites can refuse, but most people, it is impossible.
This is the general trend, and this is the general trend that even heroes cannot violate.
So they fell.
Then a series of orders were issued.
"Allow the construction of robot factories, allow people to legally purchase robots, and allow robots to serve as guards, soldiers, and security personnel in important positions..."
Because both the tribe and the alliance are under strict top-down control Management, so these commands are issued and executed with extremely high efficiency.
In the past, things like pushing back and forth and talking nonsense for three years were rarely found.
Although some people question it, it cannot change the overall situation...
Soon, the factory group that Desktop Computer said had an annual output of 12 million robots was renovated. Automobile factories with severe overproduction were transformed into robots. In fact, the difference between the two is very big, but the transformation was still very fast.
After all, these robots are just remote control toys.
After doing this, Wen Rensheng started to take the next step.
If everyone wants to enter the virtual world... they must build a large number of life-sustaining warehouses, one for each person.
The so-called life-sustaining warehouse does not have such high technology. It is just the epitome of a hospital caring for vegetative patients.
Oxygen bottles, infusion bottles, urinary catheterization, fecal catheterization, and cleaning equipment are integrated in a large cabin, which is equivalent to a small room.
Once set, it can run continuously for 7*24 hours.
That's enough.
But it’s very expensive. It adds up to 300,000 yuan.
It’s more expensive than a mid-range car, and a large number of families cannot afford it.
There are also annual maintenance costs.
It is destined to be used by a few people.
Most people still only need a motorcycle helmet with a mysterious passage connected to it.
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Hua Gang has always been in a state of madness. Except when he takes medicine and can calm down for a while, he is always crazy at other times.
Until this day, Dr. Pan brought a helmet and put it on him.
The helmet is entirely silver-gray, with a psychedelic color that makes people dizzy after looking at it, like falling into an endless black hole.
Several nurses watched Hua Gang put on his helmet intently.
After a while, people saw him closing his eyes.
Then a smile appeared on his face, just like a baby returning to its mother's arms. No, it should be the person who won the lottery jackpot.
“I don’t know what virtual script he saw that made him so happy?” a nurse muttered.
"It's probably those male protagonists who have harems again. They're boring." Another nurse said with disdain, "What script have you worked on recently? I recently worked on a script with a big female protagonist, one male, two male and three male protagonists. It keeps turning me around every day...not to mention how exciting it is."
"Don't say it, I played random games on a whim and turned into a big-headed fly. I spent the life of a fly and almost made me depressed. ”
“Hahaha, you are really good at twisting things, can’t you honestly choose the script you already have?”
"Aren't you looking for something novel? There are already scripts, and you can know the ending at a glance."
Dr. Pan shook his head. Nowadays, virtual scripts can be said to be a must-have for everyone.
Even the children stopped going to school and learned in virtual scripts instead.
As long as their IQ reaches the basic level, no matter how stupid a child is, they can learn well, because in the virtual script, there is a lot of time to learn.
This has solved the troubles of many parents.
But there's a problem.
After coming out of the script, many children did not recognize their parents...
One by one, they said they were anti-inflammatory, Ye Fan, Lin Dong...
So Restrictions have begun again, requiring parents to follow their children into the script. They are parents outside the script, but they are still parents in the script. If you want to start as an orphan, the parents will sacrifice to the sky, take off on the spot, and strangle you to death from the source.
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The script Hua Gang is in is not a male protagonist harem script.
On the contrary, he chose an ancient script, which is similar to the eternal hatred in life, the abuse of the master...
How come you are tortured.
Whenever the protagonist starts to rise, he will immediately die because of some very reasonable plots, dead women, dead friends, brother betrayal, and parents.
Every time the protagonist relaxes and his power rises, due to some very reasonable plots, foreign enemies invade, internal divisions occur, he is injured, seriously ill and helpless, and his woman is robbed.
After he recovered, he found that the woman had resigned herself to having a baby, so she played the flute to comfort herself and drifted away.
(End of this chapter)