Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 183 The Young Lord of the Doomsday Riding a Big Cat (1)

Chapter 183 The young master of the apocalypse who rides a big cat ([-])

Chapter 200 What a Big Cockroach

"The mission has been completed, and we are about to leave this world."

The familiar electronic sound played, and An Mo's eyes were blank. A group of flushed fans who were excitedly waving at him were still standing in front of them. Their figures gradually blurred and then disappeared.

Regret.

It was her last thought before she lost consciousness.

She didn't expect the task to be completed so quickly, and she didn't even wait until An Huaiyu took her hand and handed her over to Chi Xiao.She had clearly fantasized in her mind how her brother would be very reluctant to part with him at the wedding countless times, but in the end she didn't have time to realize it...

When consciousness regained consciousness, the surroundings were quiet, and the person who greeted her with a childlike crisp voice every time she returned was gone.

"01? 01, are you there?" An Mo asked a few words and got a little panicked when she didn't get a response. She never regarded 01 as a piece of data from a robot or a system, but An Mo, an orphan who returned to reality. Relatives: "0——1——!!!"

She shouted, and finally there was a response from the void: "The chosen one, An Mo, S-level tasker, welcome back."

It was the cold electronic voice of the system without a trace of emotion.

"Where is 01?" She asked immediately.

"It is detected that there is a loophole in the process of the tasker going to the world task, now you will..."

"I asked you what about 01?!" An Mo was a little annoyed.

The system is still talking on its own: "...accept the level challenge issued by the A-level tasker..."

"Where's 01?! Is he alright?! Where is 01?!!!" An Mo jumped angrily, she knew the system would be able to hear and understand what she was saying.

"...If you succeed, you will remain at the S-level; if you fail, you will be reduced to an A-level tasker, and the task world is data virtualization..."

"I refuse." An Mo seemed to have been pricked to a certain acupoint, he stopped throwing temper tantrums and suddenly calmed down.

"...You have no right to refuse." The system that had been ignoring An Mo for a long time finally gave an answer, uttering ruthless words word by word in a cold electronic voice.

An Mo smiled instead of anger, and began to refute the system's indisputable reasoning: "If I win the level challenge, then I am still, and the only S-level tasker in the space, and only I can complete S-level tasks , you don’t have time to wait for newcomers, I can choose to refuse to complete the task then, and these are out of your control!”

The system was silent like a dead machine. After a moment of silence, the electronic voice sounded again: "Intelligent life body 01 violated the rules and got into a loophole when the system resisted the backlash of the sub-world and was locked by the system. It has now swallowed 5% of the energy, and the energy has been swallowed completely. , and die."

"What is the virtual world task of the level challenge?"

"The Raiders specify the task target and reach 100 favorability points."

"I will complete this task and become a task world capable person to collect energy for you. You return the energy of 01 to him and let him go." An Mo's tone at this time was more serious and cold than the system's voice just now, and Inform it in a command sentence.

"The proposal is approved, but the mission world needs to be increased." After all, the system is a dead thing without emotion. It does not consider the emotions of the missioners. It seems that it is more willing to communicate with the missionaries in this state without losing the benefits of the space. I don't object to some proposals of S-level taskers.

"Okay, let me go." An Mo took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The system first transmitted a large piece of information into her mind, and it took just a few seconds for her to digest it. Then a huge vortex appeared above the space, sucking An Mo into another world.

"Ah—————" The scream was enough to soar into the sky, and the frightened birds would shake off a few feathers on their wings. An Mo, the person who made the sound, couldn't help covering his ears.

Qin Min had just punched through the head of the zombie, and the broken body of the zombie dangling back and forth was still hanging on his wrist, when he was startled by a piercing long cry: "What are you screaming, stinky girl!"

He stared at An Mo who suddenly appeared, and shouted sharply.Fortunately, there is no one in this abandoned factory. Even if there are a few wandering zombies, they are probably just passing by before the end of the day. It is safe for him and his men to clean up here from outside the door, otherwise this voice will at least attract hundreds of zombies , all of them are absolutely dead.

An Mo was very helpless. The time and body were all chosen by the A-level tasker, which made her very passive.Just like now, the two are engaged baby relatives. Although Qin Min dislikes An Mo's spoiled young lady's temper and the two seldom see each other, he doesn't hate her too much, and will marry her if things happen naturally. But after all, this good hand was stinked by the original owner.

The initial turning point is now: Qin Min desperately led his men to come here to rescue her, she screamed without knowing what to do, and she also disliked the dirty blood and rotten smell all over her body, and she didn't think that she was the one who caused it.

She is absolutely sure that Qin Min now has 120 million regrets in his heart to save her, and 130 million hates this doomsday young lady who is still pampered, has a temper, and plays with her temper.

"You...you come here quickly..." She controlled the pitch of her voice, and there was still fear in her tone, and she greeted Qin Min tremblingly.

Qin Min felt strange now, did An Mo dislike him and be afraid of him, or what?Let him pass?

He shook off the zombie in his hand, and with vigilance in his heart, he raised his eyebrows and asked without moving: "You—let me—go over quickly?"

Qin Min's speech was very slow, and the long-sounding six words seemed to make An Mo cry. He hugged his arms and kept rubbing them, and repeated on his feet, "Yes...it's you... Come here quickly... Qin Min, you bastard!"

Several of Qin Min's subordinates around turned their heads away as if they were surprised, and they were very disgusted with this little girl who lost her temper regardless of the situation. Before the doomsday, someone protected her, but after the doomsday, it will be hard to say, so they are young masters. Shan, even came to find her specially.

Qin Min's expression became more and more ugly when he heard the last "bastard". Anyone who risked his life to save people and was scolded for not getting a good word would be very upset.However, considering the relationship between the two families, Qin Min still walked over. His original intention of coming here was also to bring An Mo back safely.

With a dark face, he reluctantly walked towards An Mo. The hand that pierced through the zombie just now was still stained with blood and some carrion residue. Qin Min swung his arms and came to An Mo, but was hugged by someone, and paused. , he lowered his subconsciously fisted attacking arm, but his muscles were still tense.

An Mo felt it but pretended not to know it, coquettishly and aggrieved: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

　Thanks to wuli Zhuner, Pingyan, Sundial Maolaiye, sunshine Kui, Shirley Li19, thank you.

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