"Li Si, there is an elite monster over there, no one has killed it!"
"Zhang San, stop talking, I see 5 of them here."
This is what Fu Heng is now. When Fu Heng took a copy of the statistics on the number of people online, he felt helpless. So far, the number of people online in Fu Heng is only less than 3,000, and among these 3,000 people, more than 2,000 are some
New player.
This data is even bleaker than when the server was just launched. It seems that many people are disappointed with Vanity. After such a big incident, most of the newly opened guilds are facing closure. Major studios in Vanity have withdrawn one after another, and the game currency
Cannot be exchanged for real money.
There is no hope at all. When Raging Flame comes online, it immediately appears in the middle of a group of monsters. In the previous glory, except for dungeons and special areas, monsters were not visible at all. As long as they were refreshed,
It will definitely be cleared by the player, and it is easy for there to be more people than monsters.
He looked at his empty friend list and was looking for something to do when the waiter came online.
"Nu Yan, brother Xuanfeng hasn't come yet. I don't answer his phone calls."
Both the waiter and Nu Yan felt helpless. He was in a fighting state and quickly cleared away the nearby monsters. After escaping, the sleeping sheep also came up.
When the three players met in Cologne City, they immediately saw a scene like a new continent in front of them.
Flashy is like a brand new online game, with a large influx of novice players. There are new faces everywhere in Cologne, but they just stand in the city and don't go out to kill monsters.
Then, Nu Yan and the others' hearts began to sink.
"Strongly boycott Flashy and strongly demand that Flashy be closed down!"
Countless people were shouting in the current channel. When some sporadic high-level players passed by, they glanced at these people. They were still doing tasks, hesitated for a moment, and then logged off.
Not only in the game, but also on forums and everywhere where flashy advertisements are located, this group of people have voices against flashy advertising.
At such a time, in the planning room, Tao An's eyes were very calm. An oxygen supplier was always hung between his mouth and nose, and a tube was inserted into his head, using memory transmission instead of eyes.
All his information.
He understands the current situation of Vanity, and also knows the huge problems left after Lin Youxuan took away all the money. Yes, if Vanity cannot conduct currency exchange, no super guild will join Vanity.
In this critical period when money is urgently needed, such a vacuum period must not occur.
At this time, a person's name appeared in the friend list of Nu Yan and others.
"Bloodbath is now online!"
After Feng Zhi went online, the number of people online at Flashy immediately increased sharply. He brought players from the entire Somali Night Guild, and they settled in Honggao, the main city of the orcs. When Feng Zhi came to the guild administrator and saw the data above,
There was also a somewhat solemn expression between the eyebrows.
Today, Somali Night still has more than 10 billion game currencies on its account, but at this time, the real currency that can be exchanged for this huge game number is zero.
The flashy reputation has reached its lowest point in history. This is the situation that everyone is facing. At this time, Feng Zhi resolutely made a big move.
"Capital injection."
With the injection of large amounts of funds from the Feng family, Somali Night's account suddenly increased. Even Yellow Flash was confused by this move. Is Feng Zhi crazy?
But it was impossible for him to question the president's approach. He could only execute it. When Fu Heng internally received this injection of funds, a hint of excitement appeared in Fu Heng's eyes.
Yes, it is not an exaggeration to offer help in times of need, but even Fu Heng was puzzled as to what Feng Zhi wanted to do.
When Nu Yan, the waiter, and Sleeping Sheep came to Somalia Night together, and saw Feng Zhi, Feng Zhi smiled, but then said something shocking.
"Why are you still here? Why don't you go take care of your Brother Xuanfeng?"
The sleeping sheep was the first to react, with a look of astonishment.
"Take Zhang Ye, what does this mean?"
This time it was Feng Zhi who was surprised. He suddenly laughed. It seemed that Zhang Ye didn't tell them anything.
"Go to Cologne City. Zhang Ye is there now, but his name has been changed, but you should be able to recognize him."
After leaving Somalia Night, Nu Yan and the three of them felt puzzled.
"Brother Tornado changed his name?"
This was Nu Yan's doubt. He could only think of such a possibility, but why did Zhang Ye appear in Cologne City? Is it some kind of legendary mission?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At this time, in the Great Fault dungeon, 8 players were casually fighting monsters.
"Go this way and kill this elite monster first."
A player named Da Tornado pointed to another path and told the other seven teammates that he was Zhang Ye, and his name was still vulgar and unattractive.
"There's no need to be so serious. This game will be shut down sooner or later. Now it's been spread. We're just playing around."
The other player behaved very casually. He was not very serious about fighting monsters all the way. He was dressed in white and was completely a novice player who just came in to try something new.
Zhang Ye's face suddenly turned ugly. His account was deleted, and he re-registered a character to enter the game. Now he is no longer Brother Tornado, and he no longer has the Wind Master.
Tao An had nothing left for him, not even the 20 points of human luck. Overnight, everything returned to its original stage, the Apocalypse, the divine blessing, the halo of judgment of the undead, everything was gone.
However, in Zhang Ye's backpack, there was a souvenir named "The Flashy Number One Player". This thing did not have any attribute description, and it was not a mission item. It was just a medal that symbolized his past glory.
Zhang Ye gave a bitter laugh. He looked at the group of players in front of him who showed no team spirit one after another and left the team and the dungeon in front of him. When he was the only one left, he looked at the empty space.
A copy of the book, leaving only a trace of bitterness in my heart.
He left the dungeon with a sullen expression. When he returned to the city of Cologne, he saw the group of players standing in front of him holding slogans to resist the glitz. In a daze, he seemed to remember that there was a group of people with the same attitude.
They are full of passion for the game and resist the existence of his little whirlwind.
But now none of this group of players were there. Just as he was thinking, he saw a few people running towards him quickly, shouting.
"Brother Tornado!"
When Nu Yan ran to Zhang Ye's side and looked at the other person's name, there was some incredible shock in his eyes.
"Brother Tornado... where is your equipment?"
Now Nu Yan saw the white outfit Zhang Ye was wearing. This was a set of level 0 novice equipment. Nu Yan could not accept the fact that Brother Tornado's account was deleted.
"Ru Yan, my account has been deleted and I have nothing left."
After Zhang Ye said these words, he felt like a frustrated ball. He had thought that Tao An would at least leave something for him, even if his demigod weapon was a bug, the white dragon descended was a bug, and the Tears of the Elf
It's also a bug. His lucky value is a bug.
But his Apocalypse and his skills would never be bugs. He once expected that when he reached level 10, his Holy Inquisitor would come back and his divine blessing would come back, but he was ultimately disappointed.
