The second round of the Death Championship came to an end.

Mu Su ranked fifth with a total score of 143 points. It is hard to imagine that Mu Su did not win first place.

Although the first pair of Mu Su is not difficult, you just need to go to other events to interfere with the top players.

But the emergence of the natural church disrupted all this.

The ranking of the top 1000 players has been fixed, and all participating players receive shillings rewards of equal proportions.

Even the player with the most points ranked first is only 166 points, that is, 166 shillings. Players complain that either shillings are of great use in the late game, or they are purely official stingy.

In short, everything ended like this, which was quite a bit like a loud thunder and a small raindrop.

Most players think it's nothing, anyway, there is still the third round of the Death Championship waiting behind. Especially the scene of capturing Mu Su in the end is really satisfying.

Although there is no news when the third round of the Death Championship will begin.

The backstage collection of "The Legend of Mu Susu" is about to exceed 2,000. As a book with only four chapters, the results are very good.

If you don't consider it, it's been written for more than two months.

Transparent Bridge and others went offline to sleep. Chi Shen rested tomorrow, so he asked Mu Su if he wanted to arrange a copy.

Mu Su refused. Some real problems made him unable to concentrate on playing games, which was actually an excuse. A man like Chi Shen who was taciturn is not Mu Su's dish.

The Hell City dungeon has been closed. Musu returns to the cottage, with crumpled banknotes and coins piled on the dining plate.

It was already late at night when Mu Su made sure that the door was locked firmly and fell asleep peacefully...

...

Airport 10

A business spacecraft sailing from Venus slowly stopped and connected to the safety corridor.

The hatch door opened and tourists walked off the boat.

A figure mixed with it, attracting attention.

She has a delicate appearance, silky long black hair, a long white dress, and a wide sun hat blocks her eyes.

What she attracted attention was not these, but her almost white paper, with a somewhat eye-catching pale skin that was almost transparent.

The word fairness is not even worthy of this girl.

The dome light source sprinkled, highlighting the already eye-catching skin. A word will rise in everyone who sees her: black and white are clear.

With the admiring eyes, the girl left the airport and stepped into the floating RV waiting outside.

"I thought it would come tomorrow." A kind smile appeared on the elder's face.

"Please tell me about the purpose of the Elder Council's request to come." The girl took off her sun hat and sat down opposite him and asked calmly.

The elder took a document handed over by his subordinates, put it on the table and pushed it to the girl, and then signaled to the driver.

The RV starts slowly.

“The relevant content is here.”

The girl took it, looked at it and her eyes moved slightly.

She continued to look at the ten lines of her eyes and looked up at the elder.

"Contact him and take him out of the Imperial Hotel." The elder raised his hand and the RV stopped.

"We are inconvenient to get close. You just need to bring him out and our people will see it."

The girl nodded, thought for a while and asked softly, "What's next? Will he... be in danger?"

"We are going to cooperate with the target, and he is very resistant to us now, so you can only let you go out and win him over. You can rest assured that he is safe."

"Understood."

The information was placed on the table, and the girl didn't go to read it again. She put on a sun hat and left the RV.

My subordinates put away the information and wanted to speak but stopped.

"If you want to ask, ask." The elder said with no airs and chuckled.

"Is it wrong to let her go? I...I'm not skeptical of the elders' decisions, but I think..."

"Are you worried that she will betray?"

The believer under his command bowed his head: "Yes."

In the RV, they were the only two of them and the believers who drove the car, and they were all close friends.

The elder had no intention of hiding it and spoke calmly: "She thought she was the descendant of the target and was copied from body cells... The one who actually controlled all behavior was a silicone chip."

"You mean she is a synthetic person?" exclaimed the believer. "How is this possible? It's not the extracted cells..."

"The cells of the hair are dead, there is no dna." The elder exhaled and chuckled: "Our natural church is not going to be primitive people wandering in the jungle, you have to learn more."

"It's Elder Edith..."

...

16th ecological zone

[Please pay attention to safety and call for help when danger occurs, and rescue personnel will arrive in time]

The trees are towering, and the sun shines through the shade of green, sprinkling light spots on the ground covered with thick layers of fallen leaves.

If you don't listen to inappropriate prompts, everything will be so natural.

The wheelchair ran through layers of fallen leaves. Joyce pushed the wheelchair and walked on the woods trail with his father.

The breeze blew by, the bushes rustled, and a few fallen leaves fell.

Joyce raised his palm and took down the maple leaf that fell on his father's head.

The old figure on the wheelchair did not move, and his head slowly tilted to the side.

"Father?"

Joyce stopped his pace.

The shiny leather shoes stepped on a layer of fallen leaves, Joyce walked around to the front, squatted down and called softly...

"Father……"

The palm of my hand reached under my father's nose...

The drooping head has lost its breath.

Joyce's heart gradually sinks, and his eyes become more confused. He holds his father's calloused palms, gradually lowers his head, and touches the back of his hand with his forehead.

On the forest path with falling leaves, the young man kneeled in front of a wheelchair, and the picture seemed to be frozen.

"Ah hahahahahahahaha I'm lying to you."

Suddenly, the old man in the wheelchair moved and opened his mouth and laughed loudly.

Joyce was shocked and looked up blankly, with sadness in her eyes that had not yet dissipated.

"I've been tricked by me." The old man smiled proudly.

Joyce brought a curve: "Yes, you acted realistically."

The old man was still laughing, so happy that his dentures fell out of his mouth.

Joyce caught the denture and didn't mind handing it back to him at all.

The old man's wrinkled cheeks were wrinkled, and he waved his hand: "Forget it, I've been touched by my hands, I want to keep my mouth clean."

"Okay, I'll go back and clean it." Joyce put away his dentures, stood up and pushed the wheelchair out of the woods.

Back at the rest camp, Joyce released his wheelchair, and the old man hurriedly controlled the wheelchair and ran to chat with other tourists.

Eugene walked to Joyce, looked at the old man pointing in the distance, and sighed: "Although I am much cheerful, my uncle's problem is even more serious."

He paused and asked, "You really want to cooperate with the Natural Church? Let's not talk about his attack on our branch. The Natural Church is too extreme and even the ideas conflict with us. Are you sure they will help us?

”

Joyce said: "It's mutually beneficial. They want to transform the earth with AIC, and we want to develop immortality with AIC, without conflict."

"Presuming that they really just want to transform the earth." Eugene felt that Joyce became naive. "You have to think clearly that if you want to cooperate, many members will object."

Joyce turned to look at him.
Chapter completed!