Chapter 247

I don’t know how long he played. After relying on his superb positioning to kill the tomb robber Bone Prison with one sword, Wu Jiechao took his hands off the keyboard with excitement.

“Finally, I killed this guy. It was not easy.”

As he said this, he took a sip of the no longer cold happy water from the table.

Just as he was about to continue the main task, he suddenly felt as if someone was looking at him.

And when he subconsciously looked back, he almost jumped up in fright.

I saw that at this moment, there were dozens of people behind him, all of whom were looking at him, or more precisely, at his screen.

“Damn it! What’s going on? Why are you looking at me!”

Before he could figure out what was going on, a foundation-building cultivator closest to him said with a smile:

“Don’t be afraid, fellow Daoist, we have no ill intentions. Just continue playing your game and we’ll just watch.”

“Yes, yes, just continue playing the game and we’ll just watch.” Others echoed.

Hearing what they said, Wu Jiechao was speechless.

"Why are you looking at me? Why don't you just open a computer yourself?"

"Daoyou, it's not that we don't want to open it. Look at where there is room in this Internet cafe now." Another Qi-refining cultivator said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Wu Jiechao was stunned at first, and then hurriedly stood up to check.

He was also shocked at first glance. He saw that the Sihai Internet Cafe was full of people at this moment, and all the seats were filled with cultivators who came to play games.

In addition to these sitting people, the standing seats in the Internet cafe were basically full, and there were at least dozens of people standing behind each computer on average.

Such a scene stunned Wu Jiechao on the spot.

"What's going on? Why are there so many people today?"

"Is it because of the dungeon?"

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at the computer screens of others.

Looking around, except for a few who were still playing Black Myth Wukong on a row of computers, most of them were playing dungeons at the moment.

Some had just created their characters and were still saving Celia, while others, like him, had already embarked on an adventure.

The characters they played were also different, including magicians, fighters, sharpshooters, and priests, but the most popular was the ghost swordsman.

Just as he was looking around, a voice of urging came from behind him.

"My fellow Taoist, are you still going to play? If not, give me the computer and let me play this game."

"Yes, if you don't want to play, get out of the way."

"I've been watching you for a long time. Your skills are too bad. You can die several times when fighting a zombie. If it were me, I wouldn't need to use the resurrection coin."

"Yes, don't you know that the wave slash can be invincible?"

"You shouldn't have played like that just now. Don't be reluctant to use skills."

.....

Listening to the words of the people behind him, Wu Jiechao was instantly excited.

"I won't let you!"

After saying that, he continued to play the game, but soon he found helplessly that his fatigue was gone and he couldn't even enter the dungeon.

He was about to complete the job transfer task.

"Damn, how could this happen? I only need a few more points of fatigue to become a Berserker."

"Where can I get this fatigue?"

Just as he was scratching his head anxiously, a monk who was watching the fun behind him suddenly said:

"You didn't read it carefully, didn't it say that fatigue will be restored at six o'clock the next morning?"

"So you'd better log off and give us the computer."

Hearing this, Wu Jiechao immediately looked at the position of the fatigue bar and saw a prompt.

He was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Why is this game still like this? Why do you want to set a fatigue limit? Are you worried that players will play too long and affect their cultivation? Did Sihai Pavilion compromise with those old stubborn people?"

"Forget it, since I can't play it anymore, I'll just log off."

However, just as he was about to log off, he suddenly thought of a problem.

"Yes, this character's fatigue is gone, I can change to another character."

After saying that, he immediately switched to the character creation interface and created a second new character, the sharpshooter.

Controlling the new character to enter the game, he smiled again.

The group of monks waiting behind him sighed and shook their heads, because they knew they might not be able to play in a short time.

This situation has also been staged in the four seas Internet cafes in major cities. A promotional video has attracted countless monks to join the pit.

Some monks play alone, but a considerable number of them play with their fellow brothers from the same sect.

Team up to brush dungeons together, upgrade together, explode equipment together, and then watch your character become stronger little by little. The experience is completely different from competitive games such as Qiuqiu Feijian and Heping Nuannuan.

Even those players who don’t like socializing can play this game as a single player.

In addition, there is another type of player.

While Wu Jiechao was still practicing his trumpet, a lot of people gathered in front of a computer not far away. The computer screen also showed the game screen of the dungeon, but the difference was that this player was not brushing the map, but PK with other players.

In the game, the player controls his own Ghost Swordsman character to engage in a 1V1 duel with the opponent's Sharpshooter character.

Although he had fought very dirty, the opponent's arms were too long, and he was hit by a round of Gatling gun and a grenade before he even got close.

When he finally rushed over, the opponent stepped on him and kicked him to the ground, and finally kicked him into the sky with a BBQ, easily clearing his health bar.

He didn't even touch the opponent during the whole process, which made this foundation-building monk angry on the spot.

However, what made him even more angry was still to come. After defeating him, the opponent directly typed two words - noob.

This foundation-building monk went crazy.

"Ahhh! Bastard, bastard! Too much bullying!"

"No, I must beat him once!"

Just when he was going crazy, the group of monks watching behind him booed.

"You are too weak. You had a chance to catch him and beat him just now."

"Can you do it? If not, let me do it."

"That's right. You need to practice your skills."

Hearing the ridicule of the crowd, the foundation-building monk sitting in front of the computer stood up directly.

"Come on, come on. If you can beat him, I will buy you a cup of happy water!"

"Okay! That's what you said."

The next second, the two exchanged positions.

Not long after, the monk who had just taken over the account was defeated, and the people watching behind him naturally ridiculed him again.

Then the next person came up.

Dozens of people played on one computer.

There was no distinction between Qi refining and foundation building, nor was there a difference in seniority. Everyone was immersed in the fun brought by the game.

When the time came to the second day, the popularity of the game Dungeon and Monk suddenly reached the level of being on par with Qiuqiu Feijian and Heping Nuannuan.

The number of registered people also increased rapidly, breaking through 3 million in just one night, but when Lin Ye took a look at the background data, he couldn't help but frown.

"What's going on? You just play without paying? 3 million people only paid less than 20 million spirit stones? You're just treating beggars like that."