Chapter 31 He Is so Old, Will He Buy Weapons?

Seven o'clock in the evening.

After Yanhua and a few others finished their meal on the bustling University Street, they suddenly found that the game group friend who joined the "Sword Forging Competition" sent them a message:

"You actually lied to me, you are not dead at all."

"Who lied to you, boring." Yanhua felt speechless, this was simply incomprehensible.

What do you mean I am not dead?

My four brothers live and die together, okay!

They died neatly, and the bodies were placed together.

"You are obviously pretending to be dead, and you ran back pitifully. I opened the door for you, but you are still pretending to be stupid, right?" The other party was very angry and sent a few angry expressions.

You opened the door for me?

You opened the gate of hell, right?

Crazy!

Yanhua felt that the two of them were not in the same channel, and he went offline directly! Why am I still chatting with him?

You are telling horror stories.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, he closed the dialog box and opened another friend's chat box:

"Boss, I sent you the map information around the Sword Forging Villa. Have you sorted it out?"

When the four of them were mining, they found several special translucent crystals. By melting and grinding them into lenses at the blacksmith shop, they made a simple telescope artificially.

And taking advantage of this wave of building defense towers, the four of them went to the defense towers of various players and climbed up to look far away.

Constantly taking pictures of the scenery and topographic maps below the mountain and in the distance.

I hope to make a 3D map to include the environment around the villa.

The other party replied:

"The information in various pictures is quite sufficient. After all, your villa is the highest peak. According to calculations, it is more than 4,700 meters high. You can see all the mountains at a glance. Hundreds of nearby mountains are not as high as yours, so the pictures are quite complete."

This boss works in a map navigation company. These multi-angle pictures can make a hologram.

The other party said: "I just found that the terrain sorted by the software feels a bit strange."

Yanhua was a little surprised: "Strange? What's wrong?"

"There seems to be a circle of villages and people at the foot of the villa, but I only photographed the corners of some buildings, which is not very clear, mainly because the woods are too lush."

"However, it seems that some lanterns are seen, and the streets are busy. Are they setting up stalls? It seems to be preparing for the festival? It looks a bit like going to the market during the New Year."

There is a village at the foot of Zhujian Villa?

Yanhua thinks this information is very important.

No wonder the old steward left. It seems that after retirement, he lived at the foot of the mountain, reunited with his wife and children, and enjoyed life happily. Go to the market to participate in festival activities?

But they can't get out, and they are isolated by the maze.

The bustle is all theirs, and we have nothing.

But perhaps after this crow disaster copy, you can try to ignite a rocket, shoot it at a distance, and set fire to the mountain.

Burn the mountainside and the foot of the mountain, and the vision will be opened up all of a sudden, and you can see the bottom of the mountain.

Since it is the New Year, we should light a fire to celebrate the coming year. I believe it is a good idea.

Of course, this is just an assumption.

The map in the distance is more likely to be a false image, used as a background wall, and does not exist.

The other party continued:

"The second is the map of the entire villa. Well, it's better to say that the terrain map of the entire game is very strange."

"The nearby mountainous terrain looks like a keyboard, and the keycaps are peaks, arranged in a crooked [田] shape, which is not very neat."

Yanhua was stunned for a moment, and then reacted after a while: "You mean the terrain is too regular and there are traces of human intervention?"

The other party said: "Well, it's a bit like someone combed it horizontally and vertically to form a field-shaped mountain peak?"

"People? How big a person is this? Why don't you say that Zhu Bajie used a nine-toothed rake to pluck it once."

Yanhua complained: "Yes, yes, the giant god Zhu Bajie is just farming in Gao Laozhuang. We little blacksmiths are all little pests in Gao Laozhuang's fields, affecting his farming and making money and marrying Gao Cuilan."

Although he was a little surprised that the mountains were man-made, as a modern person, how could he be surprised.

The main feature is a well-informed person!

You will know it after reading too many novels.

When these powerful people fight, they often break mountains and fill up the ocean.

And after so many years, the original landform must have disappeared long ago. Someone came to clean the land and rebuilt a wave of landforms for mortals to live in. Is it abnormal?

I can only say that the mortals in this high-energy world are really miserable!

It can even be said that this kind of "artificial landform" is an inevitable situation in the historical development. As time accumulates, there will always be strong people fighting in every place, right?

Reshape one place after another, this must be the case.

Thinking of this, Yanhua was also a little happy in his heart.

I can finally take out some dry goods, take out the 3D landform map to post a guide, take advantage of the popularity, and earn traffic.

The other party said: "In fact, I have another guess about the landform. People don't use a comb to wash the land."

Yanhua was a little happy. Could it be that the big guy has better intelligence information: "Not a comb to wash the land? Then what to wash? Water?"

The other party said, "It looks like palm prints."

Yan Hua was silent for a while.

The other party sent a video.

There was extremely fine flour on the table.

The man suddenly pressed down one palm horizontally, and then pressed down another palm vertically. The palm prints intertwined horizontally and vertically printed out fine and dense micron-shaped raised peaks and main rivers on the flour.

"It's like this terrain."

The other party typed a line of words: "If you look at the palm prints, the palm prints will print out towering and majestic mountains and wide rivers."

Yan Hua was stunned, and his head was buzzing: "It grows so big, how can our blacksmith shop sell weapons to him?"

The other party: "..."

This kind of person is crazy!

Are you so arrogant when you live in the gap between palm prints?

Imagine this scene, a bacterium raised a flagellum and asked humans if they would buy this flagellum?

Hum, blacksmith, you have successfully aroused my interest.

Do you think that existence would say that? He is not the type of a domineering wife.

He was so careless that he really didn't care:

"Don't worry, there is a magical power called Dharmadhatu. For example, are the moves of Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen strange? There is a move called Tathagata Palm, which is not strange, right?"

"In the world of immortals, if there are no such moves to clean the floor for mortals, then it can only be called martial arts! After the greats fight, do those court officials carry mops to wipe the blood? Is this reasonable?"

...

...

After dinner, Ning Zheng returned to the room, took off his shoes and lay on the bed, holding a frog and concentrating.

Take a needle to prick it.

One needle.

Two needles.

...

Ten needles.

A small Ning Zheng, the size of a fingernail, suddenly appeared next to the frog.

After the frog was parasitized and split, it suddenly became much weaker.

"Still unstable."

He sighed.

Inspired by the war in the daytime, he began to try to develop a spell belonging to his own spiritual root system: shadow parasitism.

The principle of the spell is:

A clone is parasitized and hides in the opponent's body. When it is about to dissipate, it will secretly hit ten times, and then a new clone will appear to replace itself and continue to parasitize the opponent secretly.

Keep repeating to achieve the perpetual state of parasitism!

This spell requires extremely high precision of one's own strength.

The ten attacks must be very light, and the amount of toxins injected must be controlled to form a micro-parasite of suitable size, so that it can hide in the opponent's body.

Even so.

The opponent's mental consciousness is constantly sown and split, and the spirit will continue to be depressed.

It's like being infected with a virus.

This is indeed poison.

Ning Zheng is like a mental poisoning, and each clone is a virus, which also does the same as a virus, ambush, absorb the host, spread, and finally sweep everywhere.

"This trick of permanent parasitism, even if it succeeds, the parasitic mother cannot be too weak."

Ning Zheng pondered, "If it is too weak, I can only maintain the split with the lowest energy consumption, and the opponent's spirit will not be able to bear it, slowly heading towards mental exhaustion and death, and the soul will be drained alive by me!"

This trick is not very useful in frontal combat.

But it is very functional!

For example, protection.

Although a parasite on Ning Jiaojiao continuously absorbs her spiritual energy, if it encounters danger, its own clone will attack, start to reproduce crazily, and help Ning Jiaojiao fight.

At the same time, you can also leave a hidden hand on other people.

For example, contact an enemy, chat, secretly plant toxins, and wait until you return home to explode.

Use this to sneak attack, kill the people around him, cause toxins to explode, and madly infect the surroundings, sweeping the place where he is.

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