Chapter 51: Struggling Young Woman, Qi Lin

"My god! I XX Paradise, a XX! Is this the difficulty a first-tier player should have!"

"I just finished one dungeon, why throw me into this kind of place?"

The woman shook her head and sighed. Since she was here, she had to accept it; otherwise, what else could she do?

Tapping her tactical helmet lightly, the woman who had calmed down looked at where Meng Yi was, waved her hand, and greeted enthusiastically: "Big Boss, you woke up before me, this dungeon is all counting on you!"

"My game nickname is 'Heavenly Condemnation,' what should I call you, Big Boss?"

"……You talk a bit too much."

Meng Yi opened his mouth and squeezed out a compliment that was neither complimentary nor derogatory.

Well, besides not being good at dealing with illiterates like Firefly, he was also not good at dealing with the naturally familiar chatterbox woman in front of him.

"Wha... what?! I talk a bit too much?!"

"Heavenly Condemnation" was unhappy, pouted her mouth, and imitated Meng Yi's tone in a decent way.

"We don't know who just said, 'You are the worst quality one among this group of newcomers'."

A rebuttal that hit the nail on the head directly silenced Meng Yi, who decisively changed the subject: "Let's call it a draw, just call me 'White Demon'."

"This is also my first time experiencing a team cooperation dungeon mode, let's all briefly state our areas of expertise."

"I am good at medical care, first aid, and life-saving; I am a logistics support person who is not good at frontal combat."

"As long as there is no complete brain death or consciousness dissipation, even if you are cut into pieces by others, I can help you sew it back together."

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"

"What do you mean I'm cut into pieces? Can you speak like a human!"

"Heavenly Condemnation" gave Meng Yi a cold, glamorous roll of her eyes, patted the large-caliber sniper cannon on her back, raised her pretty face, and said smugly: "As you can see, I am good at long-distance sniping."

"Close-quarters combat is also not bad. Back when I was in the police academy, three or five big men weren't enough for me to fight."

"As for now, hehe, although my frontal combat ability is not as good as those animals in the academy, it is not something F-rank small fries can compare to! The whole Juxia, cough cough, nothing."

Meng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and used a tactic to fish for information: "Female police officer is mighty and domineering! My life is all counting on you. You attack, I'll support you, and we will work together to win this confrontation."

"Oh ho? Easy to say, easy to say!"

"Heavenly Condemnation" patted her chest, raised her eyebrows, and smiled charmingly: "Brother White, do you also play MOBA games? Let me tell you, my AD play is super slick!"

Meng Yi smiled without saying a word, extracting keywords that might contain information.

["Memory Hall", Open!]

[Input keywords: Sniper, Heavenly Condemnation, Police, Police Academy, Academy, Juxia, MOBA game, AD profession, body strength estimated E-rank.]

[Retrieval, Start —!]

[Feedback information: Guessed to be from the Super Seminary worldview, Shenhe civilization genetic engineering modified human, first-generation god body, name: Qi Lin.]

Slightly opening the computing power of "Bai Xue Battle Body v1.0, 5% progress," the massive memories in the "Memory Hall" were quickly screened and searched.

In less than 0.0000001 seconds, Meng Yi roughly guessed the teammate's identity.

To be safe, Meng Yi probed again: "Ms. 'Heavenly Condemnation,' why did I feel you had a prejudice against the Taisho era just now?"

"Ghost faction and Ghost Killing Squad faction, which side should we join? I wonder what Ms. 'Heavenly Condemnation' thinks?"

"Join which side? Hahaha, that's a good question."

"Heavenly Condemnation" sneered disdainfully, spat, and then said: "I don't want to join either side."

"The feeling can be removed; I never play fake, I just don't like these monsters, especially the monster era after Taisho."

"And assist the faction to end the thousand-year grudge, cut, I wish they would fight to the death and perish together!"

Red! Red to the point of black! Confirmed the look in her eyes, she is a red person!

As expected of a girl who can be a policewoman, her moral standard is several streets higher than Meng Yi's.

The original guess of her identity had 60% accuracy, which increased to 98% (nine point eight tenths) after some probing.

Reserving 0.2 tenths for the sake of the Heavenly Dao, this is "The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and the one that escapes."

"Don't be so extreme, the mission is important."

Meng Yi hypocritically persuaded, with devious tricks emerging: "We can completely win the game, and then backhand destroy our own faction."

"Heavenly Condemnation," or rather Ms. Qi Lin, was somewhat dissatisfied, but couldn't think of a better way for a while.

"Fine, then let's do as you say first."

"Brother White, the idea is good, but don't be so conservative next time, you can be more radical."

Suddenly, there was movement in the pitch-black forest, and the rustling sound interrupted the conversation between Meng Yi and Qi Lin.

Meng Yi's fingers moved slightly, distorted tentacle lines condensed, and psionic blades were ready to go.

Qi Lin quickly raised the large-caliber sniper cannon and aimed at the direction the sound came from using the thermal imaging perspective provided by the tactical helmet.

"Yo ho, the visitor is not kind. Is this the hospitality of the 'small days'?"

"Hehe, they were disrespectful first, so don't blame this girl for defensive counterattacks."

The female sniper muttered in a low voice, and Meng Yi, whose senses were superhuman, heard it clearly.

Not long after, an elderly evil ghost wearing a tattered men's kimono, with a mouth split to the earlobes, jagged fangs stained with blood, and a hunched body, dragged a mutilated corpse and walked over quickly.

"Huh? Today is a good day for a harvest."

"A tender-skinned lady, a young man with tight meat, I will accept it unceremoniously!"

The evil ghost grinned, his scarlet eyes full of greed.

[Bang —!]

The high-tech silencer slowed down the sound of the bullet leaving the chamber, and the bullet flying at five times the speed of sound quickly approached the evil ghost's head.

Meng Yi was one step ahead, the "Life Field" opened slightly, erasing the sonic boom formed by the supersonic speed.

Meng Yi, with C-rank body strength, crushed the sniper cannon bullet fired by Qi Lin with his fingers, and grabbed the evil ghost's head with his other hand.

"1% power Bio-Field" released, the hazy white light covering his body dissipated.

The right hand holding the evil ghost's head spread thousands of nano-scale black-red threads, eroding and reading the evil ghost's memory.

"Er! Ah!! Ah!!!!"

The evil ghost wailed miserably, and the silent forest was startled by the evil ghost's scream, causing a flock of birds to take flight.

"Shh, quiet."

Meng Yi said lightly, a strand of split thread crushed the elderly monster's vocal organs and continuously destroyed and prevented him from regenerating.

"This connection..."

The psionic network touched the connection between ghost blood and the source, pointing out a rough direction along the 'web cable.'

As soon as Meng Yi came into contact with a certain bloodline monster, he transmitted his thoughts over.

[Interesting little white mouse, I! See! You!]

Muzan Kibutsuji, who was far away, was so scared that his hair stood on end, and he immediately activated his ghost blood to detonate the elderly monster that had fallen into Meng Yi's hands.

[Boom —!]

The elderly monster exploded into a sky full of blood mist and fragments.

Meng Yi, who walked out of the blood mist and remains, was not discouraged. Evil ghosts were everywhere, the earth was only so big, and Muzan Kibutsuji could not run away.

Qi Lin was stunned, her tone trembling: "White... Brother White, no no no, Big Boss White, is this what you meant by 'not good at frontal combat logistics support'?"

Thousands of tentacle threads returned, turning into the Red Queen glove on his right hand.

Meng Yi tilted his head, puzzled: "Is there a problem?"

"Support can only better protect our side's output position if they solve all the enemies."

Qi Lin wanted to say something but stopped, her expression weird, and after holding it for a long time, she retorted: "6!"