Chapter 405 Why Do You Want to Reward Him?

It's true that Ji Ming relaxed the supervision of player behavior during the open beta, but for unscrupulous killing of innocent people, shameless backstabbing of companions and other unnatural behaviors, he still has to enjoy the punishment of pink and even red names, and even be wanted and put a bounty on him, and he is reduced to Being criticized by everyone and giving everyone gold coins.

In the beginning, this rule did play a role in curbing players' misbehavior and making everyone look more human. However, there is no hole in this world that can be blocked forever, and soon some players found ways to bypass this restriction. method.

Yes, it’s still money.

If all these infant spirits were brutally killed by Pisel and refined into strange beings, it is estimated that his bounty amount would have been increased to thousands of redemption points, and highlighted on all players' maps, becoming the most dazzling one. Super star.

But he chose to pay a high price to hire someone to outsource. In this way, he minimized his participation and only served as a user to pick peaches at the end. Therefore, standing in the bloody darkness, Pisel's ID still remained. That pure and ironic white.

——Just like his face at the moment.

Logically speaking, a purely physical chopping would not be able to kill the infant spirit, but the moment it came into contact with the blood of the samurai sword on the mountain.

"Brother Hei, I'm on fire!"

Like a hot knife sliding across butter, the squeaking infant spirit was cut into two pieces, with even burnt black marks on the section.

The piece that was the head lost its ability to fly and bounced and fell to the ground. Before it could struggle, it was crushed to pieces by Ji Ming and Zheng Qi.

[Why do you want to reward him? 】

Ji Ming:......

On the other side of the leather drum, Iris, who was holding half a bottle of healing potion, was burned to ashes with fire magic. The firepower was so strong that it felt like "I've been caught in the rain, so I broke all your umbrellas!".

As he drank the potion in his hand and threw it to the ground, the three ancestors who had dominated history appeared behind him.

Scolding, they all pointed forward.

"Dare to hit our turtle grandson? I think you little black guy wants to feel the love of Europa Sugdidi again!"

Although most of the group of mercenaries had already taken this opportunity to escape quickly, it was not difficult for the few people present to strangle Pisel.

The ancestors of Iris each performed their duties. The chain-armor ancestor pulled the long bow, the plate-armor ancestor held up the shield, and the robe ancestor used the scepter as a spell-casting unit. Together with the turtle grandson holding the long sword, they formed a tactical support team. Prepared combat team.

Shan Shan simply transformed into a blood-burning warrior, splitting an infant spirit and stabbing his palm once. The attack was as smooth as if it was not his own, so the effect was good and good. The swords and knives exploded with fierce fire, but when Ji Ming saw it, he felt like he was It hurts a little bit.

As for Ji Ming himself, he has more to think about, such as how to participate in this boss battle with the combat power that a thirty-plus level player should have, instead of accidentally blowing up Pissel's head with the power of lightning on the spot. open.

Anyway, everything was under control. Pisel could only watch as his treasures, which were flying in the sky like flies before, crashed one by one, turning into ashes without even being able to say "what can I say".

And maybe it was because his monster-gathering and explosion just now left such a deep impression on them. None of the three people were willing to get close to him. They all used long-range means to attack themselves from a distance.

Although he can be regarded as a long-range output player, it is difficult for a good man to defeat four players. If you want to throw a magic ball, you have to build a model, mobilize the magic power, try to run it, and then release it when you are ready.

What about others? Both the chain-armored golden man and the ghost-slaying ninja kept firing arrows with their heads down, swinging their elbows in a circle, and the rate of fire was maxed out.

The most irritating thing is the crooked tree. People who play with bows and arrows have to aim after pulling it away, and they may not hit it. How come he can throw a broken steel ball so accurately?

Under such an influence, although he could still manage to master some skills with the help of a divine outfit, his rate of fire was obviously reduced to the point where he was sweating even to protect himself.

He specializes in magic, and as a mage player who follows the direction of the Necromancer to learn skills and gain points, he has actually considered what to do in the face of this situation.

The most preferred solution is to summon a large number of infant spirits to share the pressure, as we did just now, to create a situation where more people fight more, or even more people fight less.

Well, this option has been cut off one by one, so just treat it as if it never existed.

The second solution is to let your subordinates help you share the pressure. Anyway, they are just a group of consumables hired with money, and they are meant to be used to die.

Okay, this option has been taken away by me, just think of those commissions as feeding the dogs.

So, now there is only one last solution!

"Senzan!"

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"Senzan!!!"

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"Sen...hey, can we reconcile?"

Three people and three ghosts slowly approached.

"What do you think?"

I can only say that he is worthy of being "the greatest black wizard in history" and "the most powerful voodoo believer from the continent to the Cape of Good Hope."

It is really amazing that Emperor Pisel can even echo the painful screams so loudly, like a divine word coming.

But in fact, logically speaking, they should not be able to help him complete such a perfect performance.

After all, no matter how realistic it is, "Double Moon Earning" is not a surgical segmentation simulator. In order to help everyone stabilize the SAN value and bottom line, some necessary places still need to be harmonized.

But who asked Ji Ming, the game producer, to be here and face this kind of bastard, and should use special means to severely crack down on him?

Therefore, the range of choices they can choose is wider, and it takes more time.

After a long time, watching the mosaic on the ground slowly disappear, Iris and Shanshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed sincerely to each other.

"It turns out that in distant countries, there was still such ability in ancient times. I accepted it."

According to the process designed in advance, there is actually the last part of the hidden mission after killing the evil dark wizard, which is to inform Count Hantan of the good news.

However, Ji Ming was unwilling to turn back and was too lazy to go there again, so he left this errand work to Shan Shan and Matsui.

Shanshan didn't quite understand what he meant, but Matsui could see that Waishu wanted to share the benefits of making friends with an important NPC with him, so he gratefully took Shanshan away.

As for Iris, Ji Ming thought about it carefully during this period and found that he could not introduce him to the work of the Foreign Affairs Bureau.

After all, he is still a Gaulish, even if he is studying in China...

First of all, his name is not Zhu Qizhen, and secondly, none of his three ancestors look like Marshal Petain, so it's better not to give him bad ideas.

However, he had to do what he promised, so he thought about it and used some personal connections to contact Fan Taozhu, whom he had a small contact with during the beta test.

Although after the public beta, he faced those top old moneymen who had been around for hundreds of years, Mr. Fan, as a second-generation rich man who was not an upstart, could no longer be called a top rich man.

But if you want to fill the stomach of a Gaulish studying in Shanghai, you can still do it, not to mention that Iris has the ability to get the money, so she agreed wholeheartedly.

After sending these three people away, Ji Ming did not leave in a hurry, but walked slowly upstairs.

In fact, Iris also wanted to go up just now, because the top floor of this tower is Pissel's residence, and there must be a lot of good things.

But unfortunately, those mercenaries who escaped would not let such a good thing go. With their courageous attitude of wanting to make another fortune even before death, it is estimated that there is nothing left above.

Iris had managed to get some highlights just now, and she didn't want to embarrass this person anymore, so she didn't mention it.

So, why did Ji Ming go up?

He turned around and walked to the door of a room. He picked up the rod that had been hidden for a long time and was almost never used. It was made by the dwarf master Wilmore and could physically unlock any lock. door.

The corridor was very quiet, but there was movement immediately behind the door. The person living in this room was none other than the [River-Taking Tiger] who had a 50-50 fight with the mountain just now.

"Why...why do you break into other people's houses without saying a word?"

He was stunned when he saw Ji Ming breaking in like the FBI. He sat on the edge of the bed and froze for three seconds before standing up and getting into a fighting stance.

The other party saw this but showed no reaction, and showed a somewhat strange expression.

"Isn't it because you're kind and want to come over and talk to you?"

A river-walking tiger with a face that can match that of Ma Dongxi as a goalkeeper.jpg

After Ji Ming said this, he looked around... Forget it, this house is so poor, so he just took a chair from the ring and sat down, raising his hand to signal.

"Stop standing, sit down. I have no ill intentions towards you. I really want to talk to you."

"Are you so kind?"

Of course, Taojianghu was doubtful, but then he thought about it, and he probably wasn't enough for someone else.

So he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. He wanted to fight. He really had the courage to pull up a chair and sit across from him.

Ji Ming nodded and didn't ask why he chose to stay here. Instead, he just opened his mouth and said.

"I heard that Silla has mobilized the whole country to invest in the world of Yangyue and exploit the people's surplus value with the highest efficiency. Is it true?"

Tajiang Hu's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, but Ji Ming didn't seem to notice it and continued.

"Then the Park family is looking for special talents from all over the world who are willing to work for them, and they are offering a high commission. I think you are from Silla, why don't you join their ranks?"

The river-trading tiger couldn't bear it anymore and his eyes widened.

"If you want to kill everyone, do it quickly! Why do you use these words to humiliate me?"

Ji Ming grinned.

"How did I humiliate you? I just told the truth."

The river-walking tiger was so angry that he almost crushed the armrest, but at the last moment when the wood creaked and screamed, he still relaxed his strength.

"...Yes, you're right. That's why I'm here."

But he was discouraged and raised his head with fierce eyes.

"But they have no backbone. It's their business to be willing to do such things. It's me, and I won't join them!"

Ji Ming laughed when he heard this. Without saying a word, he broke his guard again and could only start to ramble.

"This is... there is nothing we can do about it. I am just doing things in the game... to fill my stomach. Can this be considered a shame? This is not a shame!"

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, stop, I understand your difficulties."

Although Ji Ming didn't have a good impression of the Silla people, he still had to discuss matters when meeting them, not to mention such a "lofty ideals".

So I just said, "This Pisel may be in trouble. There is no point in staying here. I advise you to leave as soon as possible" and left.

And in the urinal, looking at the progress bar hanging on his head that it would take a full day to be resurrected, Pisel became more and more angry as he thought about it.

I simply opened the system page and scolded the mercenaries in my friend list who betrayed me one by one. Then... I found that I was too innocent and couldn't seem to scold them.

This time he was even more angry and went directly into the red temperature state.

But on the verge of being pissed to death, I suddenly remembered

——Although I am no longer the emperor of the world in the game, in reality I am still the eternal king of Balanta!

I'm Your Majesty. If I'm angry about something, can't I just ask others to share it with me?

So he immediately exited the game excitedly, preparing to randomly select a lucky minister and kill his whole family to make up for his injured soul.

When he opened his eyes again, the bright sunshine belonging to Balanta came through the window.

When he woke up from the game-specific cabin he purchased at a high price, Pisel didn't press the switch at hand. Instead, he screamed like a hungry baby.

"Slime? Slime!"

Slime was the name of his new waiter last month, a man with a quarter of Iris blood. He liked the feeling of mastering a foreign race.

But the waiter who was supposed to be on call didn't even make the slightest movement this time, and more than that, upon hearing his call, there was no sound in the entire palace.

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"Fuck Fuck!"

This feeling of being ignored made him crawl out angrily, and while swearing in his heart that he would kill the first person he saw, he pushed the door of the room heavily open.

The game room was connected to his useless office, but he had gone around here so much that not to mention his favorite gold-plated sand eagle, even the short knife inlaid with several gems on the shelf was gone.

With his hands empty, his anger undoubtedly reached its peak. Pisel opened the door with almost force, grabbing the collar of the guard on the side and about to burst into a roar.

However, when the curse words came to his lips, he shrank back because he was not stupid! The person in front of him is not the person he arranged at all!

"You, who are you!?"

There was no answer, and the two guards worked together to push him back onto the table while he was screaming wildly.

The overwhelmed Pisel was really frightened. Fortunately, in the next second, a familiar face appeared in his field of vision.

If it was before, he would be so angry that he wanted to tear it apart, but now.

"Senzan! Oh, my faithful hound, come and save your master!"