Chapter 1408: The "Struggle" Of England's Useless Firewood (Part 2)

Wear the stars and wear the moon.

The ancient world without a light source was surprisingly dark. Tian Ganghei is surrounded by demon realms. The flames were finally extinguished, and some areas became inaccessible areas of huge smoke and dust. Usually it was originally a camp, and the attackers robbed everything, and the things that could not be moved became the fire that always accompanied the iron and blood in the war.

And when the fire is extinguished, the smoke and dust generated immediately cannot be entered for a short time.

The sound of war drums was still faintly visible, or it could be heard on the high platform of the tent behind the horizon, resounding through the sky and the earth and my eardrums.

But when the night comes, there will be creeps all over the world, and all kinds of ghosts and ghosts will be heard by lovers of heavy flavors who are so excited that their scalps are numb.

Such a huge scene of war naturally does not lack magical and ghost game elements.

Just the resentment of the slain can form ghosts, which are "ghosts" in the Western world.

In the end, the demons will devour the demons, and there will be big demons... In wars of this scale, demon kings have appeared in many places, and huge demons have appeared.

So at night, the world is ruled by demons and ghosts, and all kinds of dead bodies that are too late to clean up come out in the morning, and they have been eaten and their value has been greatly lost. The extremely poor fat was all eaten up.

Ordinary players dare not act at night, but there are P players who are still struggling, and use their huge resources to attack demons and ghosts to obtain various benefits.

At the same time, Shi Hu's army also got a chance to breathe.

Night is a truce.

There was a night battle before, but the super renminbi player also immediately canceled this stupid behavior.

Fighting at night is a very stupid act. People who live in the city and the modern world can hardly imagine the darkness of the ancient world.

Marching by torches, laughing to death!

One is that the ancient world did not have such a manufacturing environment at all.

The second is the obvious enemy archer with a torch.

The third is that you think that you extinguish the torches near the enemy's camp, and then charge... There are only two results, one is that a few people fall to their deaths, and then the army automatically collapses. You can imagine the chaos of a school stampede where thousands of people go out for exercise.

Also, don't treat the enemy's scout troops as blind.

For RMB players, sleep is fleeting, so the night is also colorful: a small number of elite troops go out for activities, and the rewards are even greater.

Unfortunately. There are no RMB players in England yet, so it is impossible for George and other British people to hug their thighs.

Some game teams of China League? Like any member of the Abs family?

Cut, stop dreaming!

...

In such an environment, a group of people resisted the corpses that had been "sorted" (take the essence and discard them), and resisted the rotten cloth. There are also four weapons that are "extremely rare" and require the game system to do their fair share. I returned to the nearest camp just before the most terrifying night, and they all breathed a sigh of relief—you must know that there were so many corpses seen along the way, but they were not all wiped out by the players. more and more.

At the same time, it is not close to the core area. Therefore, there are no super renminbi players who come to do justice for the sky and eliminate harm for the people.

Therefore, in these areas, there are ghosts and ghosts entering human camps at night-scaring people to death and making them sleepless all night.

Enter the area where large wooden stakes are driven into the ground to form a wall that is the tent.

Each wall forms a small camp, and there are also small camps refreshed by the system.

It was the second type that George and his party entered.

Stepping across the blood-stained ground that is difficult to clean and no one cleans it, smelling all kinds of excrement and the smell of burning human bodies-that is, the human body is being made into a commodity. Because it can beautify, mosaic and other functions through the game.

So processing the human body doesn't make it disgusting either. A game is always a game.

Of course, you can also choose the "completely real" state. Includes the highest degree of pain, as well as other senses, such as smell.

A big stone in my heart fell to the ground, and my body was as tired as a dog, and I was paralyzed on the spot. It was not easy to climb back to the place where my own people gathered.

Half of the British players who died before have returned long ago for free resurrection. There are also family members who are not convenient for everyone to fight, and the fire has already been lit, and the food has been prepared, and they are waiting for their return. Many of the former greeted their own "corpse". Then consume him.

George was so tired that he couldn't hold on to being helped back, but because of this, he was even more grateful for the game of Brother Abs and the Devil-this kind of virtual technology is so great and so real!

Lie down anywhere. I plan to rest with my companions and eat some food casually. This is food from today to tomorrow morning or even afternoon.

The food is more than ten pots of "hybrid soup". It is a hundred times worse than the dark cuisine in reality.

These include human flesh, human viscera, various beast bones, and various wild vegetables... anyway, they are extremely cheap plants provided by players.

damn it. Players are really not human! Recognize any plant and dig up all of them. Sell ​​a silver that is cheap and must accumulate handsomely.

At this time, George discovered his personal pocket, which was also the clothes hanging from his quiver, the small waistcoat that had existed since birth.

Made of a sheepskin. It took a lot of hard work to get it.

The two left and right pockets on the chest are your own storage bars.

Of course, bastard thieves can easily steal the contents.

In a pile of extremely precious domestic animals, old ewe jerky (prepared for the wife and children), there is actually an extra sheet as big as a book, and I suddenly feel that it is worth at least a meal (human broth), but I just touched it with my sore fingers , George suddenly... Nothing happened on the outside, but he screamed in his heart:

Fuck, I hit the lottery! Treasure Map!

Of course, because of the "game elements", that is, this world is just a game world, a virtual game world.

Therefore, if you kill anyone, there are all kinds of good things that are not known to everyone and explode directly in your pocket.

But remember that if you kill SS, your pocket must be big. It needs to be emptied first, otherwise it will explode and everyone will look at it and everyone will know it!

"You have obtained a secret treasure map of an ordinary spearman of the Jie tribe and a noble of a small tribe... It uses ancient tribal characters and original drawing lines to indicate an unknown secret location... this location It has been ruled by dark and bloody forces, and it is also dangerous during the day, you need to enter quietly and courageously to discover your treasure."

"It's so touching, my legend is about to begin!"

The limited and precious human broth that belonged to me, I didn't pretend to be disgusting, I ate it directly, and then went to sleep.

It's just sleeping directly on a pile of rotten skin, usually lying down or sleeping on the side.

In this case, even the top thief will not be able to patronize George's breast pocket...

...

As soon as the sun came out the next day, the elated team of British players discovered that George was missing. Well, they lost him?

A prized long-range strike force.

It doesn't matter, it's not an official game team, and besides the Huaxia Alliance and Smecta players, it is impossible for players from various countries to form a game team unless they know each other in reality.

No one, afraid of government spies!

Once the government understands its identity in reality and how many benefits it has gained at the same time, it will definitely use the country, the people, democracy, national security, democratic security, bullshit security, etc., to mess with itself, and in the end it will definitely cost itself heavy.

Otherwise, the government will not let you enter the game!

You are controlled by the government, and the Abdominal Brothers consortium has astonishing power, but it is powerless.

After all, this game currency is a treasure that can be exchanged for demons!

That is another way for mortals to become immortal. Although the game currency is unbelievably high for demon babies, there is always a hope, isn't it?

After all, in reality, it is very difficult to buy demon life essence and so on with money now, and the more circulating commodity is spirit gold. But this many days did not fall from the sky!

And let the fucking Jack Country bastard monopolize it all!

But what is the use of Lingjin? The body is rotten, what else can your soul do against the sky?

As far as the country is concerned, especially the countries in the Western world, they have long been familiar with the matter of concentrating national resources in the name of "justice" and finally serving the few people and the capitalist class.

George doesn't want to serve the people, let alone the capitalists!

...

After three days of playtime.

That is more than one hour of Earth time.

George came out of an abandoned house. His body was very wet, and he smelled of sweat. At the same time, his body was covered in mud, mud, and from the lower body, his whole body was soaked in wet mud.

This is the result of strenuous digging in the abandoned house.

Or any player who enters this half-burned abandoned house will understand.

This guy covered in mud actually dug out hundreds of large and small holes in about half an acre of ground.

A pothole near the upper left corner, the deepest and largest.

There is a long concave shape in the pothole.

And a strip-shaped thing has been tightly grasped by George!

PS: The second update. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)