I am a god in script killing

Chapter 100 The Summer of the God Festival (3)

"The glory was added to the body but it was destroyed in one day. The little ice cube was in the world but did not recognize people clearly. It is said that he did not harm others but only harmed himself."

After reading the whole thing, Bo Jun commented, and after deliberating for a while, he still couldn't hold back:

"Simply, if you have to pity on such a big pig's trotter, you should chop off his two taels of meat!"

069, who just wanted to tell Bo Jun that the original owner could rate players: "..."

Don't talk nonsense!

"Brother Nine," Bo Juan turned around the chair, unable to remember, "What are the dungeon rules?"

"The player completes the wish of the original host, and then leaves the world."

069 patiently talked about the precautions: "After the task is over, the results must not cause adverse effects on the original host, and the image of the original host must not be maliciously damaged."

"And the main and secondary game lines are different. The main line script is to directly transmit the player, and add a layer of data to the body to confuse the script npc and adapt to the character..."

Speaking of this, 069 paused: "Of course you are different. You activated the data, so that the script world has no role vacancies and becomes an independent world that players cannot enter. I still don't know how you did it. And what is the 'key'."

"Then don't know about it," Bo Juan didn't want to say, and changed the subject with a smile, "Brother Ninth, continue talking about dungeons."

"That's fine," 069 didn't ask, and when he should know, Bo Jun would naturally say, "The dungeon is to extract the plane of the real world from the center of the system, and choose a character to put the player's soul consciousness into it, and coexist with the original owner of the body."

"Oh……"

Bo Jun paused as he touched his chin, and most of them remembered:

"...In other words, the consciousness of the original owner is still there, so she can hear what I say?"

"Yes," 069 said mercilessly, "and after the task is over, the original host can rate the tasker."

Bo Jun paused, remembered what he just said, and sat up straight silently:

"Your boss has deprived employees of their freedom of speech. It's really unreasonable."

069 Helpless: "Who is being unreasonable?"

Bo Jun laughed, and his expression was also relaxed: "Then brother Jiu, what is Xiaobingkuang's wish?"

"The wish of the original host is to punish those who harmed her."

Bo Jun was puzzled: "Didn't you tell me to kill him?"

"In a society ruled by law, murder is against the law."

069 gave a slight warning, but before finishing speaking, his tone softened, with a bit of helplessness: "Be careful."

Bo Jun blinked innocently: "I'm just saying, Brother Ninth, why are you so serious."

"If you don't think about it, can you say it?" 069 could probably figure out Bo Jun's temper, and said, "Don't play around."

Bo Jun was in a good mood for this dungeon, so he agreed with "Yeah".

"Hello, is anyone around?"

The live broadcast room suddenly brightened up, a handsome and gentle face appeared on the screen, wearing the WOH team uniform, smiling modestly.

Ren Jinyu.

Bo Jun silently read three words, felt his chest vibrate involuntarily, a strong sourness and anger welled up in his heart, making his eyes red.

This is the person Xiaobingcui loved unreservedly, and he also hated unreservedly.

"Little Ice Cube, let's cooperate."

As Bo Jun said, his right hand rested on the armrest of the gaming chair: "I'll come to revenge and abuse the scum with the world's sophistication, and you'll come for the professional and technical abuse of food, okay?"

The completely relaxed right hand moved, and Cheng Yu wrote with the only strength he had: "Yes, thank you."

"No, it's work." Bo Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Just remember to give a five-star praise when you're done."

Cheng Yu: "..."

069:"……"

You are so good, you still think about the five-star praise before you work.

(End of this chapter)