When Chu Tian came back, he just summoned the red skeleton, which immediately attracted the attention of the girls.
Everyone was chatting about this strange thing, and it was the first time they knew that there was such an item as the undead puppet in the game.
"Xiaotian, will it come back to life after it dies?" Sister Hong is different from these naive little girls. From a practical point of view, she and Chu Tian are worried about the same thing.
Chu Tian shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, considering it can be turned into an item, it probably won't work."
When Sister Hong heard what he said, she immediately acted like a studio boss: "Xiaoyun, go down! Quickly check."
"Yes." Feng Yun quickly went offline to collect all the information about the keyword Undead Puppet. She was so obedient not because of anything else, but because her duty in the studio was to collect information. Chu Tian only found out about it recently. No wonder she was so obedient.
Looks like everything is clear
Wenwen is the salesperson and is responsible for the sale and purchase of all equipment and gold coins in the studio.
Hao Ying is a publicist, and she has a good way of dealing with some male clients based on her past experience.
Needless to say, Sister Hong, the owner of the studio has all her property in her hands.
"Doesn't it have a name?" Wenwen found that the name column of the little skeleton was empty.
Everyone looked at Chu Tian. Of course Chu Tian couldn't say that he had no intention of naming the little skeleton at all. He laughed and said, "Wen Wen, do you have any good suggestions?"
"Fengfen...how do you think?" After Wenwen said that, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Chutian expectantly, throwing out the cute light of a puppy.
Chu Tian hurriedly pretended not to see it and went directly to ask Hao Ying: "What do you think?"
Seeing Chu Tian floating directly past her, Wenwen pretended to cry and threw herself into Sister Hong's broad mind: "Sister Hong, Brother Tian is bullying me again."
"Wenwen is too childish. This is Xiaotian's property. If you want him to take it out in the future, where will you tell him to put his face?" Hao Ying's speech deeply touched Chu Tian's heart, and he couldn't help nodding in agreement, "If you want me
Just call them bones, or meat bones, it’s so simple and easy to remember.”
Chu Tian couldn't nod his head anymore and froze in the middle. He realized that asking Hao Ying was a mistake, and spat: "I think you have raised too many dogs, and everything will be associated with bones."
Hao Ying angrily waved her fist at him: "You damn little god!" But when she saw the two big dogs lying next to her, she couldn't help but doubt herself: "Could he be right?"
"Sister Hong, how do you feel?"
"How about the disaster?"
Chu Tian thought it was good when he first heard it, but when he thought about it more carefully, he felt a little dissatisfied: "The red pink skull and the beautiful woman are pretty much the same as the misfortune, but it would be unavoidable to call a skeleton soldier misfortune..."
Sister Hong felt uncomfortable hearing his explanation: "It's a bit inappropriate."
"If you ask me, let's call it Hongyan Yi Lai. This skull is red-pink, which can be understood as the color red. Second Lai is the same as Sister Hong's suggestion. Third Lai is the same as Sister Hong's name, which has a red letter Si Lai..."
Feng Yun, who had just come online, had a stern look on his face, "If you dare to refuse, I will castrate you tonight!"
Forced by the power of Feng Yun, a fierce girl, Chu Tian endured the humiliation and wrote the word "Beautiful Beauty" in the name column of the little skull.
But at this moment, no one here thought that this name they hastily decided on would later become a nightmare that was feared by countless players and became famous throughout the heroic world.
The news brought back by Feng Yun is not optimistic. Of course, it is not that this little skeleton will not be resurrected after death, but there is no information about it on the Internet. It feels like it is a new function of the game system.
Seeing that this was the case, Chutian and the others could only try their best to protect the little skeleton from death and take good care of it as a disposable consumable.
The undead puppet probably gets full experience from killing all the monsters. With the 1,300 experience points of the Hell Enchantress, it only needs to kill 10 to reach level 2.
"An increase of 5 points of damage!" Everyone was amazed at this situation. Everyone present knew that logically one attack only equals one point of damage, but this little skeleton with an unspectacular appearance had five points. How could they not be surprised?
On the other hand, the defense and blood volume growth are very ordinary, both are a very ordinary 10 points.
Of course, what surprised everyone was more than that. When the golden light flashed on the little skeleton, which meant it had reached level five, its image actually changed!
Originally it was holding a small axe, and except for the red-pink skeleton, it was no different from an ordinary skeleton soldier.
But when it reached level five, it actually threw away the ax in its hand, as if it was disgusting! Then an iron sword that cost ten pieces of silver in a shop appeared in its empty right hand, and it tried to swing it twice.
Feeling the feel!
This phenomenon once again sharpened everyone's gradually cooling enthusiasm. I hope to see what other different actions it has.
The result was nothing. Except for the iron sword in its hand, it was just a stupid skeleton soldier.
But everyone is not discouraged. Since it will undergo a change at level five, it means that it will learn something or change something just like players learn a skill every five levels.
With the support of this idea, the four-party leveling team was reorganized under the command of Sister Hong. Now Chutian and Wenwen are in the same team, and the others are in the same team.
With the help of Wenwen, the experience-generating machine, and Chutian's own monster-generating ability, their experience skyrocketed.
In less than two hours, the red face flashes with golden light that represents reaching level 10.
Everyone stared at it intently to see what it would do this time
One second passed... One minute passed... Five minutes passed... Just when everyone thought that there would be no change until level 15, Little Skeleton Beauty's body suddenly shook as if she had been awakened.
A metallic liquid suspected to be mercury suddenly seeped out from its red-pink bones and gradually covered its body... After waiting for this long process to end, a small skeleton wearing armor and holding a long sword appeared in front of everyone! Now!
How does it look like a fearless skeleton warrior?
"It's amazing." Feng Yun couldn't help but exclaimed. This was the first time she had seen equipment generated by herself like this.
Compared with Feng Yun, Sister Hong thought about what Hongyan's behavior meant. Wenwen was more emotional, pestering Chu Tian and acting coquettishly: "Brother Tian, brother Tian, hurry up, hurry up, keep practicing. I want to see Hong Hong on the fifteenth day."
What will happen to the level?”
Chu Tian saw the built-in clock in the game and flicked it on Wenwen's smooth forehead: "Little greedy cat, don't you feel hungry if you don't look at what time it is now?"
After hearing Chutian's reminder, everyone noticed that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, but they hadn't even eaten dinner. They all hurriedly cleaned up and went offline, and now they haven't cooked any food.
"Xiaotian, wait a minute."
Chu Tian was about to go offline but was stopped by Sister Hong: "Let them get the food. We can just go down and eat later. By the way, there are only two of us now. Let me talk to you about something."
Corrupt! Corrupt! Corrupt!
Chu Tian didn't expect that such words would come out of Sister Hong's mouth. It was just a topic that the two of them needed to stay and talk about alone. It should be a very important matter.
"Sister Hong, tell me"
"That's right, I heard from Xiaoyun that you played a dungeon pass, right?"
Seeing Chu Tian's face change slightly, Sister Hong quickly explained to Feng Yun: "You don't know that Xiao Yun likes to talk in his sleep when he is sleeping. I overheard this."
Hearing what Sister Hong said, Chu Tian's face looked a little better. He hated being betrayed most, even if the betrayal was internal.
Now that Sister Hong already knows, Chu Tian has nothing to hide: "That's what happened."
"What about the stuff?"
Sister Hong and the others set up a game studio. In addition to buying and selling gold coins and equipment, another way to make money is to help others complete tasks. In the past, they could only lead new people and do very simple tasks in this regard.
Logically speaking, now that Chutian has joined, they should be able to take on more difficult orders, but Chutian's identity is a bit special and they can only rely on themselves in the end.
So Sister Hong feels that they urgently need an opportunity to strengthen their strength faster.
The copy is undoubtedly the important opportunity they have been waiting for for a long time.
Chu Tian didn't expect that Sister Hong wanted to talk to him about this matter, so he shook his head apologetically: "No more."
"How come it's gone!" Sister Hong didn't believe it. With Chu Tian's rigorous personality, he shouldn't have lost or sold it.
Chu Tian helplessly pointed at the little skeleton beauty standing aside stupidly: "It was obtained in exchange for that dungeon pass."
"What did you say?!"
After listening carefully to Chu Tian's account, Liu Hong realized that things were different from what she thought. It was not the direct exchange of dungeon passes for other items as she thought, but "exchange" in another sense.
“So that’s how it is”
Regarding this situation, Liu Hong could only console herself that there are times in life that must come, and there are no times in life. Don’t force yourself. She still felt a little regretful in her heart.
"But……"
But just when Liu Hong was about to give up, Chu Tian's "but" rekindled the flame of her hope.
