Chapter 139 Gentlemen, I like war (third update)
The foreigners are now like rats crossing the street, and everyone is shouting for beatings.
With this identity, Qiu Yu dare not go anywhere now, lest others twist him to the dungeon and pile him into Tetris.
But looking at the eagerly watching soldiers beside the city wall, Qiu Yu knew that he had to find a way.
You can't kill him. Although your martial arts level is 31 and your muscle-splitting hand is level 32, it's okay to fight against one or two soldiers. But if a group of soldiers swarm you, you will die.
Moreover, this is a game, and NPCs will be refreshed.
Someone has experimented. If you kill an NPC, the other party will refresh a new one soon, and it will be exactly the same as the dead NPC.
Therefore, before you understand the resurrection mechanism of NPC clearly, there is absolutely no chance of winning in a rash confrontation.
He found a raincoat to cover himself, closed his eyes and lay on the roadside, and began to think about what to do.
Although you can think offline, thinking in the game brings you closer to the world and makes it easier to find answers.
Just when Qiu Yu was thinking about the problem, he felt that the sunlight in front of him was blocked by someone, and someone walked in front of him.
Glancing at the other person through the coir raincoat, Qiu Yu lamented that he had no nose, otherwise he should be able to smell the alcohol on the other person's body.
Before he could say anything, the No. 1 jailer in the world directly picked up Qiu Yu, used his hands to divide the muscles and bones skillfully on Qiu Yu's body, then folded it into a square quilt and carried it to the cell.
After leaving Qiu Yu in the cell and then recovering, the No. 1 jailer in the world drank wine in dissatisfaction and said with a sneer: "You kid, if something happens to you, you don't come to me and go to the roadside to pretend to be a beggar. What do you mean?"
"That's not true. Are you afraid of implicating you?" Qiu Yu said helplessly.
"Don't come here, you are obviously afraid that I will betray you. But you are right to do this. When it comes to such a big thing, no one can believe it, including me." After saying this, the
No. 1 jailer in the world suddenly stepped forward and raised his right hand. He pinched Qiu Yu's face for a long time.
Withdrawing his claws, his face turned red. He took a few sips of wine before suppressing it, and then said, "Try using the moves I taught you to control your expression."
Qiu Yu picked up the mirror in confusion, and was surprised to find that as he used various techniques, he Using various moves, he can actually make various lively expressions on his face, which looks no different from ordinary NPCs.
"What's going on!"
"The wonderful application of the hand that separates tendons and bones will be understood when you reach level 45 or above. Okay, I'll help you adjust your facial features, so don't keep it here. Hurry up and start from Get out of the city gate and don't come back again."
The way for the guard at the gate to detect strangers is very simple, just make three expressions: laughing, crying, and angry.
Ordinary NPCs can easily make these expressions, but aliens have no expressions, so they can be taken down with just one glance.
However, Qiu Yu thought for a while, then looked at his list of achievements and found that he could no longer be the best jailer in the world, but in this situation, there was still a title he could hold.
The best traitor in the world.
If you have good acting skills, you need to be well-informed, you need to react quickly to do things, and you need a large group of brothers behind you to help pass on the information.
He has all of these!
In terms of acting skills, he has always felt that it would be a pity not to become an actor. It is because of the lack of an actor like him that domestic entertainment has become the niche of young fresh meat.
Being well-informed and having an intelligence network are one thing. As long as you talk to the brothers in the game group, there will naturally be countless brothers to help with acting and passing on information.
Not to mention quick reaction, he can do it.
After thinking about it, he looked at the best jailer in the world, controlled the expression on his face, and said brightly: "I want to enter the palace."
"...become a eunuch?"
"When I have this need, I will cut it myself." I want to go to Qingjun's side."
After coughing, Qiu Yu was about to use his sharp tongue to persuade the best jailer in the world, when he saw the other person sigh quietly.
Looking at the ceiling above his head, the No. 1 jailer in the world said slowly: "You know, as the No. 1 jailer in the world, I have imprisoned butchers, generals, dancers, beggars, and even emperors, but there is one person I have never imprisoned. "
"Zhao Qin?"
"Exactly. I actually don't have a big picture, and I don't have the same ideas as Jun Jun and his son. I just want to lock that guy up." "
So..."
"I'll send you in. As a The best jailer in the world still has some dignity and can introduce someone in. But if something happens to you..." "
I will commit suicide decisively. I don't need help to clean up the body."
"It's a good idea, but it's not enough."
Qiu Yu thought for a while, Then he said: "The foreigners in the north are also in short supply of jailers."
"Deal."
That afternoon, Qiu Yu was sent to the palace and began to take charge of the evening work, starting from a minor official who sorted out documents.
And Qiu Yu's days of working during the day and at night officially began.
When Qiu Yu broke into the palace and began to slowly collect information, Tang Mo also started to take action.
Although it failed for a while, this period of time gave him inspiration.
In the first month after entering the game, he copied books for others every day, and then listened to the best storyteller in the world. After listening for a long time, he actually understood an advanced skill and was immersed in the scene.
This skill is an extraordinary skill at level 1, but its lethality is almost zero. It can only display various light effects to make listening to books more enjoyable for those around you.
Only those above level 40 can use words to control colored sand, making things in words turn into real scenes.
Feeling that Tang Mo had passively mastered this skill, the world's best storyteller immediately stopped, looked in Tang Mo's direction, and nodded appreciatively.
After drinking all the water and wine given by the restaurant, he wiped the wine from his beard and said to everyone: "That's it for today. Please come with me."
Of course Tang Mo knew who the other party was talking about. So they immediately followed each other, and the two found a place to drink and chat, chatting about various storytelling techniques, and unknowingly they became friends.
The world's best storyteller was well-read and had countless books at home, so Tang Mo temporarily stayed at his home, cleaning the room every day, buying some food, and reading to his heart's content.
There are countless books here, most of which are traditional domestic classics, but there are also a large number of books and records that Tang Mo has heard of but has been lost.
Although he didn't know the authenticity of these records, he was still happy to see them even if they were fake.
He is completely immersed in these books and is happy and excited every day. However, his novels can still be updated on time, which astonishes those who know that he is playing games.
And when Zhao Qin issued the order to kill the stranger, the world's best storyteller came back very late, and then looked at Tang Mo in front of him and became silent.
Tang Mo also learned the relevant news from the group. There was a slip of paper between the two of them, and above it were Tang Mo's open books and an oil lamp. The flame of the oil lamp danced, casting an uncertain light on the face of the world's best storyteller.
Looking at the other party, Tang Mo spoke first: "Brother, don't worry, no matter what you choose, I will support you." " Is
this true?"
"Absolutely true."
The world's number one storyteller let out a sigh of relief, He said with relief: "Great, I thought you wouldn't welcome me there."
"Huh?"
"Huh? Brother Tang, didn't you invite me to go to the north and join you in the uprising?" "
I thought Are you wondering whether to report me or
not?" "Who do you think I am? As a storyteller, what could be more satisfying than to die in person! I just want to go to the north with you and see how different you are. How do people fight! Regardless of success or failure, I feel it's worth it!"
Looking at the excited storyteller in the world, Tang Mo found that the other person also had the potential to be a fun person.
However, the goal of a storyteller is to compile a story and then spread the story. Being able to brag about it as an on-site witness is naturally something worth boasting about.
Especially if the other party is the best storyteller in the world, this desire will only become stronger, and he even wants to fly there immediately and see the scenery there together.
Understanding the other party's thoughts, Tang Mo quickly put the surrounding books into his pocket, and then said to his friend: "Brother, let me borrow your colored sand." "
Take it."
Taking the colored sand, Tang Mo By swiping it on his face, the advanced skill is activated immersively, letting the colored sand stick to his face, and allowing him to control the expression on his face with the somatosensory gloves, making it look like a real person.
After getting ready, they took Xinrou and left here, heading north.
In the bamboo forest in the southern part of the mainland, there is also a person who is number one in the world.
That is, the best swordsman in the world who had not gone to Zhao Qin's appointment before.
He seems to have quite a temperament, but unfortunately he always looks a bit dull.
Looking at the stranger practicing swordsmanship in front of him, he kept nodding with satisfaction, and then said: "That's the taste! You are particularly good at practicing swordsmanship! I have told others before that you need to have the right taste to practice swordsmanship, but they It just doesn't have that flavor!"
"I think so too!" Monkey said excitedly, "I often tell my teammates that their moves don't have that flavor, but they just don't know what I'm talking about." "
A close friend! "
Yes, I like you so much."
"Okay, let's practice swordsmanship. By the way, is the meditating swordsman you mentioned really strong? Is he better than me?" "
I'm almost equal to him." Nine years old, you are almost nine and a half years old."
"Then do you think he will be in the north?"
"Absolutely, anyway, I feel that the boss will definitely appear in the north."
The best swordsman in the world nodded in agreement: "Swordsman Tongxuan. I feel that your intuition is right, that person must be there. I have decided that we will go to the north together to find your boss, and then we will practice swordsmanship together! Be a swordsman who stands upright!" "
Okay ! Yeah!" the monkey shouted excitedly.
Splitting the bamboo on the side, the best swordsman in the world drew his sword energy, divided the bamboo into a pair of palm-long chopsticks, and then handed half of the bamboo chopsticks to the monkey.
"Let's attack each other with sword energy while we're on the road. When we get to the north, we might be able to improve a few sword skills, and then we'll be equivalent to your ten-year-old boss."
"You're not very humble."
"Really? , then I want to go north even more. Let’s go.”
Along with Zhao Qin’s attack on the aliens, some of the best in the world also took action.
They did not have a good impression of Zhao Qin, but were more interested in the north dominated by foreigners. A large number of strange people and strangers left here and went to the north to join the foreigners and prepare to see what changes they were about to bring here.
Everyone who is number one in the world is someone who is at the top of his field. These people don't care what happens if they are surpassed. Instead, they are happy that there is still a road ahead of them, and they may be able to go higher.
With various ideals and desires in mind, the strength of the north is constantly increasing, and the war related to this world is about to begin.
It has become normal to go to work during the day and prepare for war at night. Many players go to work with dark circles under their eyes and complain about why such a bad thing like going to work exists in this world.
Boss, can you bear to exploit and beat workers like this? Why can't we each take a step back, I don't go to work, and you give me half of my salary?
If it doesn't work, the legendary virtual reality technology can also work. You can sleep while playing games. Why hasn't anyone invented such a good thing yet?
Because it is a game, preparing for combat in the game is much simpler than in reality.
Even though it is actually a box garden world, it is only slightly larger in size, and it is also mixed with Fangcheng's magic, and the appearance of various items will follow the settings of the game.
Therefore, a large amount of material resources are constantly being produced. On the other side of the sea, a small island with few people can always produce a large number of finished cannonballs, which makes the number of cannonballs for players increase every day.
The fear of insufficient firepower is a common disease for every player. Because of this disease, they make money crazily and purchase artillery shells crazily, just to gain the upper hand after the war, and give them an Italian cannon first.
But everyone also knows that the outcome of this war will ultimately come down to the top combat power.
Most advanced skills above level 40 will have extraordinary characteristics, and above level 50 will have power beyond the limit. Almost all the No. 1 in the world on the opposite side have such a level.
Therefore, they can only select their own high-end combat characters, and then use the previously explored methods of brushing basic skills to continuously brush various basic skills, so that they can obtain stronger panel attributes.
Level 400 self-healing, level 400 running, level 400 breathing...
A large number of level 400 basic skills are one of the weapons for players to fight against the opponent, but even so, they are still a little unsure.
After all, the opponent was a boss that was originally planned to be defeated within a year. At this time, it has exceeded its original limit. I don't know how their specific combat performance will be.
However, some things will not change because of fear. After all the basic skills that can be refreshed are maxed out, the players' attack on Daliang is also put on the agenda.
In the name of Qing Junzi, a mighty army of players set off from the bitter cold land in the north and surged towards the south.
The war has officially begun!
Thank you for the 100-point reward for the account that has been blocked. Thank you for the 100-point reward for unlocking the key.
Sorry, it’s even late. I said I would adjust it before, but it never happened.
I'll try my best to adjust the update time later, sorry.
(End of chapter)