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Chapter 619 Special Effects of the Map Cannon

If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, who would have thought that behind the glamorous surface, Cindy had such an unfortunate past. If you want to watch the complete version for free, please search it on Baidu.

Sherlock has never met his parents, but at least he still has a teacher to protect him.

Cindy obviously has a father, but she doesn't get a trace of father's love.

I don’t know who is more unfortunate.

But no matter who it is, since Cindy looks like she's about to cry now, Sherlock can't say, "Hey, brother, your grievance is nothing, I'm much worse off than you."

He could only change the subject and said: "By the way, have you read today's hot searches?"

Cindy nodded and said nothing.

"It won't have any impact on you, right?" Sherlock continued to ask.

Cindy was silent for a moment and finally said: "Since the release of my second album, I have spread this kind of scandal once a month."

"Yes, why do you care about this..."

"I care!" Cindy suddenly interrupted loudly.

Sherlock was startled, and for a moment he didn't know how to proceed.

Fortunately, Cindy soon realized that her reaction was a bit excessive.

But she didn't want to explain, or was embarrassed to explain, so she asked about Sherlock's previous experiences.

"It's nothing. I easily drove that person away in a few rounds." As a girl, Sherlock couldn't resist the urge to show off in front of girls, especially beauties with whom he had a good relationship.

"But why did the forum say that you were beaten and ran away in embarrassment?" Cindy's mood improved inexplicably.

"Uh..." Sherlock couldn't refute. He didn't expect that the other party was still in the mood to visit the Forgotten Realm forum.

Unlike the scandal hot searches posted by Cindy across the internet, the video of Sherlock being defeated by the mysterious ninja only occupied a place among the top ten popular videos on the forum.

Generally, people who don’t pay special attention to relevant information would never see it so quickly, and they don’t know how Cindy knew about it.

"Your ranking in the combat power rankings has dropped to tenth." Cindy then added another blow.

"Haha." Sherlock smiled helplessly.

Although the evaluation of combat power depends on many factors, in a one-on-one fight, being resurrected and running away in a hurry is really ugly. The reason why he was not kicked out of the top ten is probably because of his magic dragon.

For the sake of transformation.

"But I didn't expect that you have quite a lot of fans, and they are all talking for you." Cindy said again.

"No way?" Sherlock doubted.

As soon as the video came out, he clicked on it and watched it, and all the comments below were mocking him.

"If you don't believe me, take a look." Cindy sat over and displayed the forum interface as sharing.

Thief players know how to sneak attack, what glory is there if they win - Sheep-Herding Star

If the thieves don't attack, why don't you let the druid not transform? - Jack the Ripper

Haha, is that person a thief? The key skills are either ninjutsu or professional talents. They have nothing to do with you thieves - the Druid who doesn't eat grass.

That is, if a second-level profession fights a first-level profession, there is nothing to show off if you win, not to mention that there is no winner at all - Sheepherding Star

Isn’t this enough to determine the winner? Are your druids’ faces made of armored rhinoceros hide? - The master of selling sticks

If Sherlock wants to leave, that ninja can catch up, so go ahead and eat it - little kittens can run fast.

There is also terrain. If it is in the forest or water, Sherlock will definitely defeat that ninja-Pig Man.





Sherlock flipped through it and found that most of the people who spoke for him were druids.

However, he clearly remembered that it was this group of players who had criticized him the most before, and he had some impressions of the IDs of several of them.

Out of curiosity, he kept browsing the comments from both sides, and finally found the source of the argument at the bottom of the post.

Druid is a rubbish profession, and those who play Druid are all idiots - Anonymous Player

In virtual scenes where true identities are not revealed, there are always people who like to fire map cannons.

As soon as the map cannon is fired, the content of the original discussion is no longer important, and all the druid players passively side with Sherlock.

At this time, even if they don't like it, they can only speak for him.

Those who ridiculed, those who defended, and those who added to the chaos led to the next dozen hours of scolding.

"I don't know who this anonymous player is. No matter what his intentions are, I really have to thank him." Sherlock also felt funny in his heart.

This is really an unexpected surprise.

Although he doesn't care about reputation, it feels good to have a group of people supporting him behind him.

Suddenly, he had the urge to transform into a star player.

"Cindy, do you think I have..." As soon as Sherlock turned his head, he found that Cindy had fallen asleep on his shoulder at some point. Perhaps he had been reading the post too seriously just now, and he had been reading the post too seriously.

None were found.

Of course you can sleep in virtual games, and even if you use a sleep cabin to play games, your sleep quality will be better than in the real world.

Paired with nutrient solution, you can stay out of the game for a month or two.

Now, more and more players tend to choose this game mode, which not only makes more reasonable use of game time, but also allows a more realistic and complete experience of the different world of the Forgotten Kingdom.

Of course, Cindy didn't have such high aspirations, she was just sleepy.

Under the quiet moonlight, the bonfire swayed;

The sound of insects all around was beating rhythmically, a barbarian not far away fell on the stone and snored, and the man beside him looked attentively at the light curtain in front of him;

She hadn't been so relaxed for a long time, so much so that when the sleepiness hit her, she couldn't put up any resistance and fell asleep in the game.



the next day

A bright ray of sunshine woke Cindy from her deep sleep.

"Ah -" she stretched and shouted: "Ten yuan, do I have an announcement today?"

"You're awake." A man's voice suddenly responded.

Why is there a man in the house? Cindy was shocked and subconsciously wanted to grab the 'quilt' under her body.

But what I got was a ball of warm cotton wool.

When she lowered her head, she realized that she was not sleeping on her own bed, but lying in the middle of a large ball of creamy yellow cotton.

"Did you sleep comfortably?" The man's voice came from the cotton wool underneath him.

At this time, Cindy had realized that she was in the Forgotten Kingdom, and pretended to be calm and said: "Who are you, where is Sherlock?"

"Isn't it right underneath you?"

"Are you Sherlock?" Cindy jumped down from the cotton wool and discovered that there was a little brown goblin hidden under the cotton wool.

"This is my wind fairy form." Sherlock explained as he changed back into human form.

"I just slept on..." Cindy's face instantly turned red when she thought that she had slept on a man all night.

"How's it going? Is it very comfortable?" Sherlock didn't notice the change in Cindy's expression at all, and was still very proud of his transformed form.

"Yeah~" Cindy lowered her head and said, "Thank you~"

"It's okay, I only exist to serve as your pillow." Sherlock said with a smile.

"Hmm~" Cindy's face turned even redder: "I, I'll go and wash my face first."

After saying that, she left directly and went offline.

Not long after she logged off, another Sherlock came out of the dense forest.

"Where are the Sinti people?" he asked.

"I went offline to wash up."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work."

"fine."

Then there was a bang, and the Sherlock who was talking to Cindy at the beginning turned into a ball of white mist and disappeared.

"It's just time to prepare breakfast and see what ingredients are available,"

"White-footed centipede meat, burnt bee pupae, corpse-scented konjac, let's make three packets of fried milk."

Druid of the Forgotten Realms

Druid of the Forgotten Realms


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