Chapter 309 Please let me follow you! (Second update)
Landick finally went back.
What awaits him will be the anger of the partners who lost all their money, questions from the company's board of directors, and inquiries from relevant agencies.
Various events will disturb him and he will be overwhelmed. The capital skills that he was originally proud of will become the first poisonous snake to bite back, leaving him no time to care about anything else.
The inexplicable disconnection and reconnection caused all his wealth to be wiped out. The big capital that liquidated the position had to eat the players' chips, allowing the players who participated in this war to gain a lot.
In addition, spiritual encouragement is a greater gain.
Capital is not invincible, and the power of players united is greater than anything else.
Unlike Landick, who was like a lost dog, Leon stayed.
He knew that he would take the blame when he returned. Landick would not look at his contribution to the company and would definitely blame everything on himself.
Being fired is an inevitable result, so instead of going back to see other people's faces, it's better to stay in China and see if there are any opportunities for you to make money in this land.
If possible, he would rather go to Fangcheng Studio. After all, he likes every game there, and he likes the taste inside.
However, Landick had already offended the boss of Fangcheng Studio, so he might not have a chance to come again, so he had to give up.
After calculating his savings, he found that he should be able to be out of work for three or four months.
Although his income from Druid Entertainment was high, most of it was donated to the United Nations Children's Fund. He didn't have much left, so he still needed to find a job that could support himself as soon as possible.
In this way, Lyon's life began.
After Fang Cheng confirmed that there were no problems with the players on the North American side, he started to deal with another matter.
He already knew about Zhou Ziyi's situation. He was very interested in this practitioner who came here from the inside, and decided to contact him when the time was right.
At this time, Zhou Ziyi was struggling with Lao Wang talking about games.
With Zhou Ziyi, Lao Wang's game difficulty dropped drastically. Even if his luck was not very good at the beginning, he could still survive to the end.
Unlike me who has no equipment at the beginning, Zhou Ziyi's equipment will not disappear with the start of each round. He will be equipped as soon as he comes out, which makes the early land reclamation work less and unnecessary. Time can be used to accomplish more.
After turning on 21% of the realism level, Lao Wang found that his experience of the game had improved to another level.
He could feel the itch.
Itch is a very unique feeling. Although it is inconspicuous, it is an essential function of the human body to sense the outside world.
Through the sense of itching, he could feel the subtle wind and the friction of the leaves against him when passing through the woods.
The feeling under the soles of the feet becomes more delicate, and you can even feel the material of the road you are walking on.
During this period of time, Zhou Ziyi also learned that Lao Wang was not the only immortal here.
Moreover, these immortals are strange. Every time they reappear, all the items on their bodies will be consumed. However, they will not be disappointed because of this, but will continue to happily restart their life of tree-laying.
However, they are quite generous.
Every time they see me, they are very generous, either by injecting spirits for themselves, or by giving them the items they have just obtained, and each of them does not ask for anything in return. They only ask themselves to look for them more next time and help them tide over difficulties.
After being constantly fed by these immortals, Zhou Ziyi found that his equipment was getting better and better day by day. When he met the devil again, he was confident that he could kill him with one sword.
For those practitioners who have not yet overcome the tribulation, the improvement of equipment is so terrifying.
Seeing Lao Wang appear again today, Zhou Ziyi was about to lend him his magic weapon when he heard Lao Wang say: "No need for today, I'm going to start a tutorial from scratch, so you can just stay aside. "
Is this your practice, immortals?" Zhou Ziyi asked curiously.
"Well... I guess."
"So, are you feeling the mysteries of heaven and earth through constant repetition? The immortal's methods are really amazing."
Looking at Zhou Ziyi, whose eyes were shining, Lao Wang felt that this child's He has good brain power and can relate everything to immortals.
When I was planning to make this NPC, did my hand shake and my IQ be reduced completely?
After dealing with Zhou Ziyi casually, Lao Wang asked, "I forgot to ask before, who was the one who fought you last time?"
"I don't know you," Zhou Ziyi said immediately.
"I don't know you, but you're still fighting."
"I really don't know him. He smiled arrogantly when he saw me. I originally wanted to say hello to you, but to my surprise, he started fighting with me. I did the same. It's inexplicable. I felt that he must be a devil as the immortals would say, so I decided that he was a devil."
Lao Wang stopped and began to think about Zhou Ziyi's words.
After getting along with each other these days, he knew that Zhou Ziyi was not a liar, so the other person probably didn't really know who the other person was, and the secret here would be interesting.
Does this mean that there is actually another faction here, and this faction is not friendly to other people and will start fighting when they meet?
The more Lao Wang thought about it, the more he felt that there might be secrets to dig out, so he said goodbye to Zhou Ziyi, and then went offline to check the information summarized by other players.
With no one to accompany him, Zhou Ziyi could only sigh, then sit down in a daze, waiting for other immortals to give him guidance.
Not long after he sat down, he sensed another presence.
The opponent's Qi is not obvious, but it is in the same vein as Lao Wang's Qi.
Just when Zhou Ziyi thought it was other immortals, his expression changed again.
The vast aura came towards him, and the whole world seemed to be incomparable to the oppression this aura brought to him. The unparalleled shock felt as if someone had compressed the entire universe and placed it in front of him, making him unable to help but tremble.
Where did this immortal come from? Or is it a demon that appears out of nowhere?
Although he was extremely frightened, he still held the magic weapon in his hand and tried to raise his head to look in the direction of the breath, striving to die with more dignity.
Seeing Zhou Ziyi who was on guard, Fang Cheng revealed his true form, looked at Zhou Ziyi with interest and asked, "Can you feel me?"
Zhou Ziyi was so frightened that his teeth were trembling, but he still said firmly: "Okay. May I ask you..."
"Fang Cheng, have you heard of it?"
"No, I've only heard of Fang Tianzun..."
"Oh, that's me. Okay, if you know my name, it means you Your inheritance is the same as mine. That’s okay, don’t be so afraid, I’m still your senior.”
"I know...but I can't control it..." Looking at Zhou Ziyi who was shaking non-stop, Fang Cheng discovered that the other person's fear came from his skills.
Cultivation is a process of absorbing spiritual energy and transforming oneself. Some characteristics of the practice will remain in the body of the practitioner, and finally reflect different characteristics.
The exercises that Zhou Ziyi practiced were somewhat similar to the mainstream exercises of his time, but some other characteristics were added. The final result was that he was very sensitive to other people's Qi.
But being too sensitive is not a good thing. For example, right now, he fell into fear because he sensed his slight breath.
With a gentle tap between Zhou Ziyi's brows, Fang Cheng felt the technique practiced by Zhou Ziyi. In the blink of an eye, he understood it and understood its effects.
After changing his own effect, he said to Zhou Ziyi: "How is it now?"
"Now... um, everything is okay?"
Zhou Ziyi was immediately shocked beyond measure.
The previous fear disappeared, but this was weirder than all the previous feelings combined. The other party seemed to have learned the skills he practiced in the blink of an eye, and was even more proficient than himself.
Looking at Fang Cheng blankly, he suddenly felt blessed and shouted out loud: "You are the immortal!" "
Yes, that's what I mean."
"Then Lao Wang and the others are..."
Fang Cheng thought for a moment and felt the connection between them. Cause and effect have become entangled, and it is really difficult to explain the relationship between them. I can only say: "We are... we know each other." "
Then the magic weapon they gave me is not yours, immortal? This can't be done, it is so precious. I can't take the magic weapon."
"It's okay, you can just keep it, it's not a big deal. And this is not given to you by me, but by the player, so it has nothing to do with me." "
But their refining If the magic weapon is not yours, Immortal, then it is still yours!"
"It doesn't matter, just keep it."
Zhou Ziyi did not dare to insist, so he could only take back these magic weapons, but he was still uneasy.
He heard that some people would give people skills, natural resources, and panacea, just to cultivate dead soldiers, and then throw them away to die when necessary.
Doesn't this immortal have the same idea?
That's really...
great!
A mere ordinary cultivator can actually charge into battle for an immortal. This is a great blessing!
Moreover, people from the Immortal Society have also said that immortals hate being owed karma. If you can die for an immortal, such karma will definitely benefit your family greatly, and the resources consumed by your family in cultivating you can also be gained. The compensation will definitely be more than before training.
Maybe the other party will help his tribe find other members of the Immortal Society, which would be even better.
Zhou Ziyi, who thought he wanted to understand Fang Cheng's thoughts, looked at Fang Cheng expectantly and asked seriously: "Immortal, when will I die?" "
...Why do you want to die?"
"You don't have to be polite to me, Fang Tianzun. , I'm ready! You can use it whenever you want, please feel free to do so."
Looking at the excited Zhou Ziyi, Fang Cheng felt that this person's idea was a little too extreme.
And human life is not a buffet. What does casual mean?
But Fang Cheng does have his uses for the opponent.
At that point, he already understood Zhou Ziyi's goal. They wanted to leave this place and go to the location of the Celestial Society to support their benefactor.
And he is also more interested in the structure here. People who use it can indeed better understand the structure here and analyze the hidden information here.
But one Zhou Ziyi was not enough. He needed more samples, so he said to Zhou Ziyi: "Take me to your place of residence. I want to know more." "
You can't go back!" Zhou Ziyi Yi said loudly.
"Why?"
"The connections between each world are changing, and the channels connecting the worlds will be different every day. Once we practitioners leave our homeland, we will almost never be able to go back."
Pointing outside, Zhou Zi Yi continued: "But we still want to go out. Even if only one person comes outside, it is a strength and tells the people of the Immortal Association that the seeds they planted have sprouted and we are here."
Looking seriously Zhou Ziyi, Fang Cheng found that what the other party said was true and he had a clear conscience.
It can be seen from this that the people of the Immortal Society should have good personality charm. Even these people who have never seen the Immortal Society still yearn for them and follow their footsteps one after another.
Thousands of years ago, countless nameless people were doing the same thing. Even if those people have never seen Datang, they are still looking for Datang tirelessly.
Even if thousands of years have passed, even if things and people have changed, and even if the world has been completely different, the cultural genes of civilization have still been preserved, and they are still shining brightly today, thousands of years later.
In the eyes of those demons, this behavior should be a bit silly.
However, in Fang Cheng's view, the most respectable thing among Chinese bloodline is this undying persistence and romance.
After patting Zhou Ziyi on the chest, Zhou Ziyi saw afterimages being photographed behind him.
These afterimages kept retreating, all the way to the edge of the world. He couldn't help shouting: "Fang Tianzun, what did you take of me?"
"Past experiences are not harmful."
"... What a pity..."
Looking at Zhou Ziyi who wished he could shoot him to death, Fang Cheng felt more and more that these people were really a bit extreme.
Zhou Ziyi's afterimage flew out backwards, and Fang Cheng also pulled Zhou Ziyi to follow the afterimage. Zhou Ziyi's experiences these days were recorded in afterimages, even the previous demon of unknown origin was also recorded.
Looking at the demon, Fang Cheng pulled at the afterimage, and the demon that was supposed to be dead was turned into reality by Fang Cheng and resurrected.
The living demon looked around in surprise and couldn't help but say: "Am I dead? That damn little thief actually dared to harm me! Wait for me... Hey, you two look quite delicious." I'll eat both!"
"Noisy." Too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party, Fang Cheng killed the other party with a thunderbolt from his palm, then searched for his soul and saw the origin of the other party.
Seeing Fang Cheng's skillful appearance, Zhou Ziyi couldn't help but said: "Tianzun, you have done a lot of this...
" Many, the greatest contribution in life is to die."
Looking at the plain Fang Cheng, Zhou Ziyi felt that it was really amazing that the immortal could kill so decisively.
Tianzun, please let me follow you for the rest of my life!
(End of chapter)