Chapter 163 Paying with One's Life (25)
"Name: Passerby A."
"Cause of death: end of life."
"Age of death: 76 years old."
"Realm: Fifth level of Qi Refining."
"Highest level skill: 11th level of logging."
"Life contribution: logging for Shennong Valley for 60 years, and obtained 13,000 units of wood."
After reading his life experience this time, Liu Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of satisfaction.
Compared with the previous life experience, this life experience has made a qualitative leap.
Although he is still working, he has lived longer, has higher skills, has made more contributions, and has more merits in the future.
Thirteen thousand units of wood are converted into 130 merits, and more talents can be selected later to make his work more efficient.
But logging alone is too boring, and he wants to try other jobs in his next life.
He is now familiar with the abbreviated chat method, and he is not as confused as before when reading the chat content.
Looking at these chat contents, he automatically switches them to normal content in his mind and can understand what others are saying.
[Food is a bit short recently, and someone needs to grow vegetables. Let's try to add more dishes to improve the quality of food. 】
【Huang Xiaoling is around the lake. Players fishing by the lake should remember to exhaust their stamina in advance to maximize their benefits. 】
【There are enough stones and wood. We can build houses near the resource points. Houses can speed up the recovery of stamina during meditation. Now we need several players to work together and build them near the quarry first. If you want to go, please send me a message. 】
【One. 】
After reading these contents, Liu Xiaoqiang wanted to build a house.
It is too inefficient to build a house by one person. After all, a house needs someone to transport materials, lay the foundation, and draw formations to improve the quality of the house, all of which require skilled workers.
After adjusting the character's talent with the merits he just obtained, Liu Xiaoqiang came to the vicinity of the quarry excitedly and saw that there were already many players here.
After communicating intelligence through the regional chat, he took the initiative to volunteer and served as the commander-in-chief here, and then a group of people began to build houses here.
More than a decade passed in a flash, and when his character entered middle age, the house here was finally built.
Looking at the rows of houses in front of him, Liu Xiaoqiang was quite emotional.
Beside him, several players were also full of emotion.
Because they were not skilled workers, even with the bonus of talent, they still worked very slowly at the beginning.
And when they were halfway through the construction, they found that the location of the house was not right, so they dismantled it and started again, and then continued.
Although the whole process was quite bumpy, they still felt very good when they saw the finished product in the end.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the house took on a layer of bright light. This sense of satisfaction and fulfillment made them full of joy.
[Hurry up and live in it. This is the house we just built. It’s a pity not to use it. ]
[I think you can actually add a bed inside, the floor can be refined, and paintings can be hung on the wall. It will be more comfortable. ]
[In my next life, I decided to learn painting. Now that there is enough food, I can cultivate some side jobs. ]
[You can also learn music. I remember there are spells here to add sound. ]
[It feels like there are so many things to do. ]
[Yes, so many. 】
Looking around, the entire Shennong Valley is thriving.
Most of the Wanfa Sect disciples have joined here, and then indulged in the joy of collective farming, unable to extricate themselves.
Their sect is growing little by little, and this joy is hard to describe, only moved.
But at this time, they heard the sound of breaking through the air.
Following the source of the sound, they saw some black spots expanding in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Before they could react, a spell suddenly fell from the sky, and the disciples who were just admiring the house together were pierced by the spell and turned into a pile of charcoal.
After that, another disciple was injured by the ice cone, and the whole person was frozen on the spot, and then torn into pieces.
The brutal massacre quickly unfolded, and the attacking monks were all dressed in black robes, and they were handy in killing. It didn't take long for most of the disciples to be killed.
The skills of Shennong Valley tend to be auxiliary. Even if Liu Xiaoqiang practiced to the seventh level of Qi Refining, he still had no killing ability. He could only stare blankly at the butcher knife slashing at the disciples.
At this moment, Liu Xiaoqiang's mind was frozen.
Why?
Why exactly?
His emotions had been completely brought into the game, and he felt like the unarmed disciple of Shennong Valley, who could only watch his fellow disciples being slaughtered.
The houses that had just been built were destroyed, and the attacking demon cultivators didn't care how much effort these houses had condensed, and they were just slaughtering.
Just as he was about to be slaughtered like a pig or a dog, a fierce spell appeared and saved Liu Xiaoqiang.
With the sound of a crisp bell, Huang Xiaoling suddenly appeared and used magic to block Liu Xiaoqiang.
As the longest-lived non-player character in Shennong Valley, she was already in the early stage of foundation building, and her strength was still not as good as these demon cultivators, but she still had the strength to fight.
After blocking the spell, she immediately shouted: [Passerby A, run! ]
Finding that Liu Xiaoqiang didn't move, she turned around and kicked him away, and then shouted: [Run! ]
At this time, Liu Xiaoqiang felt that his teeth were about to break.
He wanted to go up and fight, but he knew that his strength was no match for these people.
He has accumulated some skills. If he can survive, he can rebuild the sect after the disaster and make the sect recover faster.
He kept reminding that this was just a game and there was no need to be so serious, but after seeing Huang Xiaoling being hit by several spells, he still roared: "I'll fuck you!" Then he flew up and slammed into a foundation-building disciple.
The spell that should have fallen on Huang Xiaoling fell on him, making everything seem as slow as a slow motion.
His body was torn into pieces in the huge impact, and the screen immediately turned black and white, leaving only Huang Xiaoling's unwilling cry.
"Name: Passerby A."
"Cause of death: died from being attacked by a demon cultivator."
"Age of death: 32 years old."
"Realm: Fifth level of Qi Refining."
"Highest level skill: Building a house at level five."
"Life contribution: Build five houses for Shennong Valley."
Looking at the death interface, Liu Xiaoqiang was dazed.
They had built houses and had a bright future, but they were all destroyed by the attack of the demon cultivator.
He didn't even know why the other party attacked him.
Maybe it's for resources.
Maybe it's because they want to occupy this place.
Or it's just because they're bored.
At this moment, a great sense of nothingness came over him, making him feel that everything was meaningless.
Just when he was at a loss, he saw in the chat channel, Orange said: [Don't stand there! Recreate a character and then fight them! ]
Someone replied: [How to fight, they are all foundation building, we are just mortals when we go online, and the previous disciples are all dead. ]
Orange: [Huang Xiaoling is still alive! And what's wrong with mortals, we use our lives to fill it! ]
Seeing this sentence, Liu Xiaoqiang suddenly realized it.
That's right, use your life to fill it.
Players are immortal and indestructible. As long as they have hands, they can continue to create characters and fight each other to the end.
After thinking it through, Liu Xiaoqiang felt full of strength again, and immediately created a character account and rushed towards the demon cultivator who was still slaughtering.
Go to hell!
Your player grandfather is here!