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

Inside the Jiang Group's building, Feng Chuipipi sat in the corner of Jiang Xueer's office, looking at the light screen in front of him, sighing with emotion.

"Sister Xue, that oil thief has really lost his mind. How dare he go and pick a fight with the boss alone with two newbies?"

"This Blay, I can kill him with just a wave of my hand. Then the rich inheritance of the thief will all belong to Brother Yuan."

"Brother Yuan has never spit out anything he has in his hands. This oil-stealing woman is really..."

Jiang Xueer handed the signed document to the assistant beside her, turned her chair, and looked at Feng Chuipi who was still laughing foolishly on the ground.

"What is the truth?" She stood up, clicked on the light curtain, and received the gift sent by the little player.

A huge energy crystal appeared out of thin air in her hand.

Overflowing with energy, the crystals are particularly dazzling just by looking at them.

"The Oil Thief's current level, both in-game and offline, should have reached the highest level he can reach."

"Now he has obtained such a large energy core together with those two little players. What do you think he is doing now?"

Feng Chuipipi didn't quite understand what she said. After a cry of "Ah", he looked at her blankly: "He is now, before he dies, he is trying to pua the boss!"

It's snowing! I held my forehead with my hand. This kid has been with me for so long, but he hasn't learned anything.

As expected, the only thing he could say was the most straightforward: "He's absolutely transferring his in-game assets, including offline resources, all to Dark Begging or Xingchen's accounts."

"Ah? Then why did he give you such a large energy crystal core, Sister Xue?" Feng Chuipi still didn't understand.

What does this have to do with the oil thief running off to die?

A level 30 boss, why would I need to wait to kill the oil thief? I killed her with a wave of my hand. I made her beep for so long this time, I will definitely kill her in an instant the next time we meet, and I will definitely not give her any chance to obtain energy.

It's snowing! You don't need to guess what Fengchuipi is thinking. She sighed, "He asked the little player to give me the crystal core. He's telling me that the plan can be implemented, and he wants to be the first to charge."

"Go ahead. Your mission is about to begin. Now just wait until Secret Begging gathers other players to rush and hunt down Bly, and then rescue the injured Bly."

The wind blew my butt and I was just about to say how could it be possible.

I saw that Secretly Begging had already started sending messages in the group chat.

Begging secretly: "@All members, everyone!!!"

Begging secretly: "Are you ready?"

At the same time, the oil thief in the dark underground had already revealed her bloody teeth and was smiling miserably. She looked at Bray with the most resentful and tearful eyes.

"Lord Bligh!!!"

"Did you create me just to see me stop at this level? To make me a chess piece for you to play with forever? Then why, why did you create me?"

He screamed so miserably that his voice broke and tears streamed down his face.

Another little player hid in the corner, using his MP3 player and turning the volume down to the lowest, playing a sad BGM.

The music, the pictures, the grief-stricken atmosphere.

This directly touched the heart of the oil-stealing woman. He cried and shook his head, "This body was created by you, right? Fine then!"

"I'll give it back to you!!!"

The oil thief yelled.

Then he stretched out his claws towards his neck.

Bly even subconsciously reached out his hand towards the oil thief, trying to keep her.

But the next second, the oil thief collapsed and turned into rolling black mist, which dissipated in the darkness underground.

Bly was completely shocked.

He didn't even know what he was feeling just now.

He felt very uncomfortable and even a little annoyed when he saw the oil thief die in front of him like this.

It's just a small loss of energy. Is it necessary to force the child to death?

Just when he was at a loss, suddenly, the surrounding black fog began to fluctuate, and countless players entered the underground dark world in the form of demons.

All the players who can come directly have been summoned by Bligh once before.

After they arrived, they pretended to absorb the black mist released by the oil thief, sniffing everywhere.

group chat.

Qi Heng San San San: "Will this work? Beggar, is this really how those monsters absorb the true energy left by other monsters?"

Xiandi is a wolf: "Yeah, it feels so stupid to be sniffing around like this, hahahaha, is this really okay?"

Not to mention that Xian Di was a wolf, some other slightly younger players couldn't help laughing while pretending to smell it.

Begging secretly: "Everyone, be serious. Didn't I tell you to learn some acting first? You're not acting like it at all!"

Octave said coldly: "Is that almost enough?"

At this time, Badu Lengku was also in the crowd. He had transformed into a demon form and was ready to attack at any time.

His style will soon be displayed here.

Ah, I've been waiting for a long time, his spear...there is no spear anymore.

His fist is already thirsty!

Braileo glanced at the children who were absorbing energy with some frustration, and lowered his eyes silently.

The screams of the oil-stealing woman just now seemed to still be ringing in my ears.

Is the path of the children really blocked? Is it really because he has released too little energy?

That's why these children...

When Bly was doubting himself, he suddenly felt a burning gaze. Looking back, he happened to meet Octave's cold gaze.

In Badu's cold eyes, there was a desire for strength and an immense desire for greater power.

Bly's expression changed and he looked at the group of players carefully.

Several high-level players slowly walked out from the large crowd at the same time.

Begging in the dark, smiling, moved forward. Xingchen's long hair fluttered slightly, a long sword in each hand. The hooded Crow Priest trotted along behind Xingchen, standing coldly beside Octave. All the players made way for him...

"You guys also want to take my energy, right?"

Instead of waving his hand to disperse them, Bly slowly asked.

His loving gaze once again fell on his children.

With the ambition of stealing oil as his foundation, Bray had become a little soft-hearted at this time.

Knowing ambitious children, who can say that their desire to go further is wrong?

However, if these little wolf cubs want to tear a piece of flesh from his body, they have to let him see their strength!