Ask for Leave.

It takes a genius to remember the address of this website in one second: [ ] Fastest update! No ads! .., perhaps due to adequate preparation, or perhaps overestimating the dangers of the night, the first night of landing on the alien planet made the highly nervous players feel as if they had been punched in cotton. Within the firelight range of several piles of [Camp Fire Technique], no mosquitoes, flies, poisonous insects dared to approach the camp. The only ones that caused a little trouble for the players were a group of hairless wolf-like creatures with six legs. But these alien beasts were far inferior in number and strength to the Martian cockroaches they encountered when they first landed. They didn't even rush over to the minefields arranged outside the camp, leaving dozens of corpses behind and escaping in embarrassment. into the jungle. Not only the first night, but also the next two days and nights. Whether marching during the day or camping at night, players no longer encountered the dangerous situation of almost annihilation at the beginning. It was as if those swarms of Martian cockroaches that covered the sky were just System B that appeared unexpectedly, and now this "armed parade" was the normal difficulty that it should have. By the early morning of the fourth day, the trees ahead were getting sparser and sparse, and many places could be passed without even clearing a path. Everyone had already walked out of this primeval jungle, which was full of dangers. "Hey, we're finally out! If it hadn't been for those damn cockroaches, we wouldn't have strayed so far from the landing point." "We're going to hunt tigers tonight." As soon as we got out of the woods, we couldn't wait to jump off the all-terrain vehicle and squat by a nearby stream. He picked up water and splashed it on his face. The cool spray refreshed his spirit. Others also squatted down by the stream and washed their faces. Although there was definitely no shortage of water as there was a magician in the team, but after finally walking out of this damn tropical jungle, there had to be some ceremony. Celebrate something meaningful. Luo Jie was leaning on the back seat of the Hummer in an extremely comfortable posture, holding a thick book covered in animal skin in his hand, and his fingers lightly scratched the pages in front of him from time to time. [Encyclopedia of the World; Longo Longo]. For three days, he had been observing this rare auxiliary Teigu. The effects of this Teigu are very interesting. Some are like an electronic map with a battlefield fog effect. As the location changes, it will automatically display and record detailed maps within a ten-kilometer radius, as well as simple maps within a fifty-kilometer radius. It will even automatically explore underground mineral veins and water veins. The only drawback is that organisms within range will not be displayed. Luo Jie tried to compare the map displayed in [World Encyclopedia; Longo Longo] with the system's mission exploration map, and found that the exploration range of the former did not overlap with the latter. In other words, he couldn't use [World Encyclopedia; Longo Longo] to take advantage of the situation in this mission. If you think about it, you can understand. In theory, anyone can easily achieve the exploration rate required by the main mission by flying around the planet a few times with [World Encyclopedia; Longo Longo]. How could the system leave such a large amount of data? loopholes for players to exploit? But if this mission requires personal measurement... Looking at the exploration percentage with at least five zeros after the decimal point in the visual projection, Luo Jie's brows gradually tightened. "It's time to eat." The shouts of members of the logistics team came from outside the car window, and the air was filled with the unique aroma of food. The main course ingredients are the meat of those six-legged monster wolves, paired with wild vegetables and fruits found along the way in the jungle. After the skillful cooking of several professional "chefs" in the team, both the presentation and taste are irresistible. Big move. Luo Jie closed the pages of the book, put the [Book of the World; Longo Longo] back into the storage space, opened the car door and walked towards the chaotic meal grabbing scene like a university cafeteria. A rough, big hand rested on his shoulder, and a rough voice like a broken gong, "I'm going to hunt tigers tonight," came from behind. "Captain Night Dire, come here, the meal has been prepared. I have also invited several other captains to discuss the next action." Luo Jie nodded, turned around and followed, "We will fight tigers tonight." He happened to have something to explain to a few other people. It was still the same simple table. Jia Shuai and "Emerald Cactus" had already sat down separately. "Captain Nightmare, please sit down, too. Let's talk while we eat." He said, "We're going to hunt tigers tonight." He sat down on his own, picked up the lunch box in front of him and slurped it into his mouth. He smacked his lips in enjoyment, obviously very satisfied with the workmanship of the logistics team. Players who generally choose "Chef" as their life occupation are mostly confident in their cooking skills, or they simply were cooks before entering the fantasy world. Even if they fail in cooking, they generally won't be as weird as a murderous chef. product. "Everyone is here." "We are going to hunt tigers tonight," he said vaguely, his cheeks bulging, "Now that we have left the jungle, let's all express our opinions on how to go next--- -Should we continue to move forward as a group, or should we proceed separately according to the original plan? "It would be best if we could separate. Otherwise, with the current slow exploration efficiency, we will not be able to do anything at all."

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