"White... The White Blood Cell King has eliminated all his citizens!!" Jiang Cheng twitched with a black line on his lips and complained, "It doesn't matter? Is it really okay? Is it really okay for this? It doesn't matter if the country with only one king left before being attacked by the virus army?!"

"Is this the only one who is surprised?!" Yue Yong shouted with white eyes and was furious, and at the same time he smashed Jiang Cheng in the head.

"It hurts..." Jiang Cheng covered the place he had just been hit and complained, "What are you doing? Yueyue."

[Eliminated, the new Mario virus has been completely eliminated. Thank you so much, the White Blood Cell King.] Xiaoyu spoke.

"Alala~ Isn't this Mr. Xiaoyu? It's been a long time since we've seen each other~" The White Blood Cell King squinted his eyes and looked at Xiaoyu next to him with a smile, pretending to be surprised, then picked up his chest with one hand and pinched his chin with his other hand, frowned slightly as if he was thinking about something, "But I always feel that your appearance looks a little wrong, and I always feel that it's a little different from the usual Mr. Xiaoyu..."

[It's someone who can see something wrong...] Yue Yong thought speechlessly, [It's someone who can see it is different from usual, right? It's a pixel map! It's turned into a pixel map!]

"I understand!" Suddenly, the White Blood Cell King thought of something, and tapped his hand and looked at Xiaoyu. "Sir Xiaoyu, your nutritional supplies recently are not enough. I have lost a lot of weight. Oppei, butt, etc., all disappeared."

[It's not this!] Yue Yong complained wildly in his heart.

Xiaoyu replied: [Don’t worry, the gasoline replenishment every day has been sufficiently available.]

"Then I'm relieved." The White Blood Cell King nodded, then turned around and walked towards the hotel. He did not forget to raise his hand and waved it, "So, see you again, Lord Xiaoyu, by the way, I'll remind you kindly. It's better to go to the B29 area of ​​the large intestine first. There is a maze. If you hide there, it will be difficult for those viruses to discover you."

[Wait, the White Blood Cell King, we are not here to escape, but to fight. They are the helpers I invited, let’s fight side by side with them, the White Blood Cell King.] Xiaoyu hurriedly stopped him.

"That's it, so that's it..." The White Blood Cell King stopped and murmured something in his mouth, then covered his face, looking unreliable. "I didn't expect that one day, Lord Xiaoyu would want to fight by himself... I... I was so moved. I felt that my daughter had finally grown up, and I finally didn't need my father to help make bento..."

After saying that, the White Blood Cell King wiped the crystal tears at the corners of his eyes, then took off the big sword and white cloak behind him and turned around and put it in Xiaoyu's hand.

"Come on!" The White Blood Cell King gave a thumbs up and encouraged with a smile.

"Hey, did you hear that person just now? Yueyue, this person is really amazing. He actually gave his equipment to Xiaoyu and wanted Xiaoyu to fight by himself." Jiang Cheng leaned into Yue Yong's ear and whispered, "Is this kind of unconventional guy really the white blood ball king? Don't you really want to shirk responsibility? Don't you really want to skip work and go out for fun?"

"Isn't it exactly the same as you?" Yue Yong said with contempt.

"Stop talking stupid things, Yueyue," Jiang Cheng picked up his hand, curled his lips and said with some disdain, "I am different from that guy at all!"

As he said that, Jiang Cheng turned around and walked towards the hotel.

At the same time, the White Blood Cell King who handed over the equipment to Xiaoyu smiled and greeted Xiaoyu, then turned around and walked towards the hotel.

White blood cell king Jiangcheng: "Looking forward to meeting again, Xiaoyu Yueyue, Xiaoyu, waiting for me."

"It's exactly the same! The level of stupidity is also the same!" Yue Yong shouted loudly with blue veins.

"Ha?" Jiang Cheng stopped and turned his head, complaining to Yue Yong, "Don't say that stupid thing anymore. I just want to restore HP and MP. Three days... no, I will recover in about a week! Trust me!"

"Sir Xiaoyu, my MP was actually cleared by the blow just now," as he said, a little unbearable appeared on the face of the White Blood Cell King, "Sorry, give me a week... no, it will recover in about a month. Wait for me, and at that time, I will definitely go with you to fight against the Demon King!"

After saying that, Jiang Cheng and the White Blood Cell King turned around at the same time, but this time, before the two of them turned around at the same time, they stopped face to face. None of them spoke, but secretly looked at each other's face at the same time.

"Xiaoyu, what happened to that person..." Yue Yong glanced at Xiaoyu beside him and said.

Xiaoyu explained: [Mr. Yue Yong, please rest assured. The White Blood Cell King is not the real Master Jiang Cheng. All my systems will be affected by my memory circuit, thinking patterns and data. That posture should reflect my impression.]

"That's how..."

[In other words, the defense program White Blood Cell that wants to fight against the virus must be a stronger existence than anyone else. Perhaps that is the result of my system. Now, the strongest two have gathered together, and we are no longer afraid.]

"Hmph," the White Blood Cell King suddenly raised his lips and snorted, looking at Jiang Cheng with contempt, "So that's it, so it's like this. Although I don't want to admit it and my personality data are completely different, it turns out that you are my scumbag-like body."

Hearing the sound, a vein suddenly popped up on Jiang Cheng's face, but he still held back his smile and said without a smile: "It seems that Xiaoyu's system should have been upgraded. I only copied this kind of waste-like guy with my data. It's really disappointing."

"No, you two should also consider the feelings of the voice actors," Yue Yong raised his hand expressionlessly and interjected, "It's not easy to match this section."

After ignoring Yue Yong's words, the White Blood Cell King spoke to Jiang Cheng with some disdain and said: "Go back quickly, how could your hand full of bacteria protect Lord Xiaoyu? I will defeat the "tapir" and I came out of the hotel in a month!"

"One month? What a superficial person," Jiang Cheng sneered, "You are still far from the person who just stayed in the hotel for a month! I am the one who wants to defeat the "takite"! I came out of the hotel in two months!"

"Two months? Just a joke with you just now," the White Blood Cell King snorted again and replied contemptuously, "I'm just worried that you will be afraid of hearing it longer. Then listen to me again now, I will defeat the "tapir"! Half a year later, I am back to full MP!"

"I'm also afraid that I'll scare you when I say it, boy." Jiang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and sneered disdainfully, "It's me who defeated the "tapir"! Three years later, I'm even full of the ultimate move!"

"No, it's me! I was the one with a full-body orange outfit that came out of the hotel five years later!"

"No, it's me! I came out of the hotel ten years later!"

"No, it's me! It's fifty years later..."

"No, it's me, eighty years later..."

...

Looking at Jiang Cheng and the White Blood Cell King who had been choked for some reason, Yue Yong narrowed his eyes and said with expressionless expression: "Which strength are they competing for? Is OTAKU's homesity (the degree of homes, referred to as homesity)?"

[It's very similar? Whether it's personality or other aspects, they are basically the same.] Xiaoyu replied.

"It seems that you really don't have the eyes of men. If you entrust yourself to that kind of man, you will be worried in the future." Yue Yong said lightly.

[Mr. Yue Yong, you misunderstood. To Xiaoyu, Lord Jiang Cheng is like a father.] Xiaoyu defended.

"Father? Are you a father who throws his daughter to someone else's cares about it?" Yue Yong looked at Jiang Cheng and the White Blood Cell King who were still gritting their teeth with contempt. He stared at each other's collars with big eyes and small eyes.

"Hmph, interesting," the White Blood Cell King let go of Jiang Cheng and chuckled, "Now I fully understand that the guy who could barely tie me in the game just now was you?"

"By the way to a draw?" Jiang Cheng picked up his hands and said with disdain, "It should be you, right? I was so embarrassed that I could barely tie the guy with me when I was obviously letting go."

"No, I just used three-pointers."

"No, I've always been playing with you with my eyes closed."

"No, I actually haven't illuminated the monitor since the beginning, and I've been playing with you with one hand."

"One hand? What a great guy. I just control the handle from the beginning to the end."

...

The two of them once again started to pinch for these reasons that they were not painful.

"That... really doesn't matter? Bet everything about these two guys." Yue Yong asked softly.

After a moment of pause, Xiaoyu slowly replied: [Whether it is Lord Jiang Cheng or the King of White Blood Cell, they are all existences that Xiaoyu cannot fully analyze. Xiaoyu's system... No, it should be said that there is no system in the world that can completely analyze the data of the two people. When choosing Lord Jiang Cheng as the prototype of the King of White Blood Cell, it was originally a gamble.]

[However, I always feel that no matter what happens, that person will not lose. It has nothing to do with the data. I just feel that this way, perhaps it is related to the soul that Lord Jiang Cheng has always told me before. If Xiaoyu really has his own soul, then choosing Lord Jiang Cheng should be my own thinking.]

[The fact is as Xiaoyu expected. When the White Blood Cell King was just created by the system, he kept guarding my system in my body, easily defeating and removing all kinds of powerful viruses. Among them, there are many tricky viruses like "Taker". But the White Blood Cell King has never lost.]
Chapter completed!