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"These are the three mechas that you, Beloberg, are currently mass-producing..."

"Aren't we going to have a gambling fight? Why did you take out these mecha blueprints?"

After roughly looking through the drawings on the table several times, Silver Wolf looked up at Moser with some confusion and asked.

"Haha, isn't this why you're always worried that I'll cheat?"

Facing Silver Wolf's doubts, with a faint smile on his lips, Moser turned around and put all three thick stacks of drawings into Walter's hands.

"Well, in that case, I will let Mr. Walter make these three mechas for you on the spot."

"Then you will be the first to select the mecha. Now you can't accuse me of cheating anymore!"

Spreading his hands and sitting on the sofa beside him, Moser said, "Now you can't find any fault with me anymore!"

However, Silver Wolf's answer was beyond Moser's expectations.

"no!"

Almost at the moment when Moser finished speaking, Silver Wolf shook his head vigorously at him with a look of disdain.

Mercer: “???”

"Isn't this okay?"

"Of course not!"

With his hands in front of his chest and making a big cross, Silver Wolf looked at the confused Moses in front of him, and then a smug smile appeared on his face. He then continued to explain to Moses proudly.

"Based on my years of experience playing games, there is an obvious restraint relationship between these three mechas. What if I choose first and you choose one that targets me?"

"Then...I choose first?"

Hearing this, Moser scratched his hair speechlessly and said that he really didn't think that much.

"Well, you choose first then."

He nodded, staring intently at the subtle muscle expressions on Mercer's face. After finally making sure that he had not discovered his true intention, Silver Wolf finally felt relieved.

She even felt a little secretly happy at this moment.

Light armor beats heavy armor, heavy armor beats omnipotent, and omnipotent beats light armor. This is an almost eternal rule in the game.

And according to the current arrangement, as long as Moser chooses first, he will always be able to gain some advantages.

So what if your skills are really better than mine?

You can be as strong as you want, special attack can make you a god!

Secretly delighted in his heart, the satisfied Silver Wolf followed Moser's footsteps and sat down on the sofa.

Looking at Moser, who was leaning on the sofa with his hands raised high and his eyes closed, Silver Wolf thought for a moment and felt that he also needed to conserve his energy.

So she took a glass of water that someone had poured on the table next to her. She also needed to adjust her state.

Then...

Suck it~

puff~

"This water... No, this coffee... is poisonous!!!"

uh~

Silver Wolf: ▄█?█●

Along with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, San Yue Qi, with a horrified expression on his face, slowly withdrew his Erkang hand.

She swore that she really wanted to warn Silver Wolf, but unfortunately...his movements were too fast.

I just hope that Jizi didn’t add more ingredients to this cup of flaming cappuccino!

With his hands clasped together, Sanyueqi prayed for the unfortunate genius hacker in front of him with full of condemnation.

......

...

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time,

About three systems later after Silver Wolf fainted.

With Ji Zi's skillful rescue work, Silver Wolf finally recovered from the dizzy state.

Sitting on the sofa with his back to Moser angrily, Silver Wolf said that he had miscalculated again.

Knowing clearly that Moser was a cunning guy, how could I let my guard down so easily?

"Hey! I say, can you blame me for this?"

With a speechless look on his face, he kicked the perky duck butt in front of him and tried to defend himself.

However, what he got in return was only Silver Wolf's increasingly silent cold violence.

Silver Wolf didn't even care about the attack on her vitals. She said that before the battle started, she wanted to say something to Mercer: from now on, she, Silver Wolf, would be renamed Silver Dog!

Mercer: "......"

You don't have to be so hard on yourself!

Through the broadcast of Little Chaos (spying on the inner voice), and then through the sign language translation of the omnipotent teacher Dan Heng, Moser complained about Silver Wolf's inner voice.

Silver Wolf: “…”

He rubbed his body on the sofa away from Mercer without making any expression. He felt as if the chill on his back had deepened. What was going on?

Fortunately, this abnormal atmosphere did not last long.

Soon, Walter Yang made a grand appearance with three freshly-made replica mechas.

Walter pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose out of habit, and his face was full of seriousness as he had already become a referee.

Walter walked slowly to Mercer and nodded to Mercer.

"Okay, Mercer, according to the rules you two set, you will be the first to choose these three mechas!"

Seeing this, he looked up at the three mechas floating outside the window, and without thinking, Moser made his choice in an instant.

"OK, then I'll take this Tianlong mecha!"

"Okay, as you wish."

Walter nodded to Mercer again in a very businesslike manner, and then came to the side of the Silver Wolf.

"Then it's your turn next, Ms. Silver Wolf."

Emmm, Mercer chose the all-round mecha!

"In that case, I should choose..."

Pointing at the heavy mecha, before Silver Wolf could say his choice, Moser's voice suddenly came from the side.

"and many more!"

"What, do you want to go back on your word?" He suddenly turned his head to look at Mercer behind him. Walter on the side could clearly hear the crunching sound of teeth being bitten in the silver wolf's mouth.

"That's not the case. I just plan to add one more condition temporarily."

"Didn't you just feel that I cheated you again? Well, if that's the case, I'll give you some more favorable conditions, so that you won't accuse me of cheating later!"

"I allow you to use ether editing technology in this battle."

Don’t ask, asking is confidence!

Raising his chin proudly towards the Silver Wolf, Moser boarded the Tianlong mecha outside the window without looking back.