The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

Deep in the darkness of the earth.

Bray, who was originally asleep, heard the call of the oil thief.

He slowly opened his eyes.

"Is it actually possible to communicate with me? Haha, if I were to go by the words in some human texts, this means your faith is very high."

at this time.

There were a lot of books scattered around where Bly slept.

In the nearest position, there are some novels.

However, before summoning the oil thief, Bly waved his hand and scattered all the books on the ground, leaving only a large amount of profound literature that had never been opened.

The oil thief brought two little players and flashed directly to Bly's side.

Those human novels all say that if you regard the other person as your best subordinate, you should behave relatively close to them.

Before the oil thief could react, Bly opened his arms and hugged her with great respect. He patted her on the back and said with emotion, just like what was written in the novels:

"You did a great job, oil thief. I knew you could do it."

"Are you ready to come and see me this time? The school league is about to start, and I think your school will definitely get a good ranking!"

After Bly finished speaking, he felt a sudden sting in his body.

A huge energy core was stabbed into Bligh's back by the Oil Thief.

A large amount of energy was extracted, and Bligh instantly became furious. He slapped the oil thief away and was about to tear off the energy core.

At the same time, the little player who followed the oil thief down pounced forward, grabbed the energy core, and put it into the backpack.

Then before being beaten to death, he sent it to Xiaxue La as a red envelope.

"Snapped!!!"

Black mist burst out, and Bray's eyes turned bloodshot. The loss of that little bit of energy was nothing to him.

At most, it is equivalent to creating three thousand strange energies.

But he was really heartbroken.

He looked at the oil thief who got up from the ground with black blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

The oil thief looked at the black blood flowing out of her mouth and wanted to wipe it off, but subconsciously she took out a small energy core from her pocket to try and see if it could be charged.

[The player's blood does not contain true dark energy, please do not try to bleed to recharge it]

Well, this game really doesn't have any bugs at all.

The oil thief took back the crystal core, raised her head and looked at the trembling Bray.

Bly: "Why are you doing this? Oil thief, you are my most precious child!"

He hadn't even thought that the strange creatures would attack him.

They were all created by himself, how could these guys betray him?

What’s even more infuriating is that this traitor is actually an oil thief!

His most beloved child!

Anger burned in his mind like a raging fire.

This oil-thief had only been out for a few days, but she had already come back and attacked me!

"I will not allow any strange creature to betray me. Die!"

Just when Bly was about to wave his hand and blow the oil thief up.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha! Lord Bligh! My dearest Lord!!!"

at the same time.

Players all over the world heard and saw the Oil Thief's wild laughter and the almost crazy performance that followed.

He supported half of his face with one hand and said to Bligh almost in a roar:

"You only think about giving us life, but never consider how we should evolve. I, the Oil Thief, evolved through my own efforts, but now I can only stop because I don't have enough energy. Don't you have any responsibility? Lord Bligh!!!"

The players were all dumbfounded.

No?

Bros?

What's the situation?

The barrage was immediately filled up.

"I really want to compete with you talented guys!"

"No way, Boss, why did you suddenly come here to be the boss?"

"As expected of the Oil Thief boss, he's just awesome. By the way, let me ask, aren't we waiting for that school league? Why are we suddenly fighting a big boss?"

"The real question everyone should be asking is, why didn't the boss kill the oil thief instantly? Why does he still seem to be controlled? Damn, is this guy really listening? What are those two sentences the oil thief said? They sound like a prodigal son asking for money!"

Although the oil thief was laughing, trembling, and acting crazy at this moment, in fact, the resources in the game were being sent madly to the secret beggars.

(ps: I can relax a bit now. I was socializing until 3am yesterday and almost died suddenly. I will update more often starting tomorrow. Woohoo, please don’t abandon me!)