Chapter 159: Just a small goal.
Hardy put the blue battle flag aside and said to the two women: "You guys have strange expressions. Is there something wrong with me?"
"You don't know what you just did. ?" Mrs. Sissi asked in surprise.
Hardy shook his head. He could only see his hands. According to what the goddess of light said, they just made a gesture, and then the goddess added some golden light dust, that's all.
He didn't want to think about his back.
"You just grew wings!"
Huh?
Hardy was stunned for a moment and immediately asked in his mind.
'Aya, what's going on with the wings? '
'That's a reflection of my strength. I've been very restrained, otherwise it wouldn't be the light wing's problem. '
'Wait, then why are you so excited to help me bless others. '
'There's something fun to do, why don't you help. '
Is it fun?
Hadi thought for a while and asked: "Aya, how old were you when you raised the throne?"
"Nineteen years old." '
Hardy:! ! ! !
No wonder.
It is said that the age of becoming a god determines the psychological age of the heart.
Of course, I just heard it, and Hardy doesn’t know whether it’s true or not.
But...becoming a god at the age of nineteen is so outrageous.
Only a talented person can do this.
It seemed that Hardy felt his respect for him from his mind, and the goddess of light's voice was obviously happy.
'I had a lot of fun today. Let's go talk to Fina about the fate line. Let's talk next time. '
After saying that, the warm feeling in my soul gradually disappeared.
At this time, only about four seconds have passed in the real world.
Hardy returned his attention to the two women in front of him.
Looking at their curious faces, Hardy could only say: "It was a blessing from the goddess of light just now."
Mrs. Sissi looked Hardy up and down and sighed: "I am also a little doubtful whether you are a girl."
Ha. Di curled her lips helplessly: "Aunt Sissi, you have watched me grow up, what nonsense are you talking about."
Mrs. Sissi shook her head helplessly and said: "But the goddess of light has always chosen girls to manifest her saints... ...Can I not doubt it?"
Hardy was speechless for a moment.
Alice covered her mouth and laughed.
She felt that the two of them were so charming that she couldn't help but turn on the video recording function.
I took the time to go to the forum and posted another post.
"Recording the romantic time between a lady and a little puppy for a long time, and sending videos from time to time, so you can have fun with me."
Then the post quickly became popular, and a large number of netizens slipped in.
Alice originally thought that most of the people who came to chat were women, but after looking at the chat atmosphere of the post and looking at the data provided by the forum, she found that the ratio of male and female netizens was almost half and half.
Since when did men also start to love having sex?
As a result, she took a closer look and found that the male netizens had ulterior motives for coming here.
'It is our ambition to learn skills from Mr. Hardy and conquer the superiors. '
'What's going on? Don’t bring over your hobbies for the small country. Please call the prime minister’s spirit and the spirit of Jian’an never sleep. '
'I don't understand what it means to be a prime minister, or to be a prime minister. I just came to see how Mr. Hardy cuddles up to the rich woman's lap. I want to learn two tricks and use them in reality. '
'As far as I know, Mrs. Sissi has a husband. It feels so exciting. '
'Upstairs, isn't this immoral? '
'You don't understand the above. If you have a goalkeeper and you can score goals, that's your real ability and you will be happier. '
After reading these remarks, Alice was so angry that she was shaking and feeling cold. Could the world be better? She just wanted to make fun of CP. How could these male netizens be so frustrated?
However, she was just playing tricks. The more netizens and replies on her posts, the happier she is actually.
Hardy didn't know that he had been videotaped, and even if he knew, he didn't care.
Then they sent off Henry Balik.
At this time, Balik exuded ability and decisiveness, and he was a very capable lord no matter how he looked at it.
Before leaving, Henry assured Mrs. Sissi that the army would never be short of supplies in the future.
Watching Henry Balik leaving in a hurry, Hardy muttered in his heart.
He also said it was not brainwashing.
Not long after Henry was sent away, a local official from Gardes found Hardy. He was the officer responsible for guarding the 'resurrection point' and brought the news that the big muscle tyrant wanted to talk to Hardy again.
Hardy did not rush to the resurrection point immediately, but stayed idle for two days.
When the French coalition was about to leave, Hardy went to see the big muscle tyrant.
He casually brought along Bing Xixi and a dozen players as guards.
In fact, these people are used by Hardy to break down the big muscle tyrant's psychological defense.
Big muscle bully was hung from a tree for three days, and could only get a little water and rations every day.
The character in his role is almost starving and has obviously lost a lot of muscle.
Thanks to the protection of players by the game system, although the current state of the game character is extremely poor, Da Musha does not feel too uncomfortable personally.
He was overjoyed when he saw Hardy at first, and then his face turned green when he saw Xian Xixi waiting for the player.
Bing Xixi was very happy. As soon as he saw the big muscle tyrant, he walked around him twice and said with a smile: "I'll tell you some unfortunate news. I started a live broadcast. Now there are at least 800,000 netizens in the live broadcast room."
The big muscle tyrant's face turned blue.
Hardy is happy to see these anchors fighting among themselves.
If all the players unite as one, one million people, within ten years, can kill all the natives in the world.
But fortunately, they will always think this is a game and will always fight among themselves for their own or small group interests.
This is also the reason why almost no players have reached LV15.
This is also the reason why the local indigenous people in this world can survive.
Of course... the system's own red name system can also suppress the destructive power of players to a great extent.
At this time, the players in the live broadcast room were extremely excited.
They waited and quarreled with the big muscle tyrant day and night.
The war between two big anchors is so interesting.
The big muscle tyrant knew that he was in trouble this time. He ignored Xixi and looked at Hardy and said: "I am willing to make compensation for what happened before. Please tell me the amount so that I can prepare."
"According to the barrier we planned, you should compensate us seven hundred gold coins." Hardy said calmly.
The air seemed to become quiet at this moment.
After a short silence, the big muscle bully yelled: "What, how many gold coins did you say?"
"Seven hundred coins." Xixi answered for Hardy, he smiled extremely gloatingly: "Seven hundred gold coins. , big muscle tyrant."
There was an uproar in the live broadcast room.
Because there was a large influx of players in the open beta, there was a group of gold collectors among them, so the gold coins only increased a week before the open beta, and then dropped a lot.
The gold coin used to be 160,000 RMB, but now it has dropped to 140,000 RMB.
In other words, seven hundred gold coins converted into real money is about 98 million.
It's almost a small goal.
Da Jiba is indeed quite rich, but it is impossible to make 100 million directly.
"You are blackmailing." Big Muscle Ba roared.
(End of chapter)