Standing in the middle of the division, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he no longer had to worry about being blocked under the ring and unable to get out.
But before he could take a breath, his friend in the Shituhao suddenly lit up.
When he opened it, he saw that the person who sent the message was none other than the sister-in-law of the tannery factory who had just been killed by him in the ring.
"I'm so fucked up...Isn't your Shitu number a little too outrageous? #glare"
Looking at the shocked Huang He, Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and quickly realized that when he was playing against that team of players just now, this guy must have been watching the whole game.
"Well, bro, I just want to give you a surprise!"
Thinking that the scene where one person destroyed the team just now was really outrageous, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile and replied casually.
"surprise?"
Hearing this, Huang He almost fainted, "Can you explain to me what a fucking surprise is? This is simply a shock, okay?!"
"Don't be so surprised. My lion camel is actually only a little faster than your finished product..."
"Yi Diu Diu? Your Yi is measured in hundreds of millions, right?"
After chatting for a few words, Huang He not only failed to resolve the doubts in his heart, but actually felt more and more confused.
He really couldn't understand why everyone was obviously starting from the same starting point, but when it came time to accept the results, the lion camel who had no sense of existence before sent the daughter's village he had worked so hard to build to the west with just two axes. It was simply out of reach.
The world’s greatest success!
"Okay, instead of struggling here, you might as well seize the time to level up."
Seeing that Huang He seemed to be deeply affected, Fang Yun could only change the topic and said: "The next Wushen Altar is coming soon. If you really want to play in the game, at least you must know your level and skills before the game.
Fill it up, otherwise you won’t dare to do it when the time comes.”
After that, he stopped chatting with the other party, closed the dialog box and returned to Chang'an City again.
After a small trial in the ring just now, although the opponent he faced was not very strong, it can be seen from some numerical values that his lion camel already has quite strong combat effectiveness.
Next, you only need to fill up some martial arts and auxiliary skills, and then combine a few all-red babies as reserves. This account will be completely formed and ready to show off its skills in the Martial God Altar!
Without thinking any more, he casually linked the Shitu account to the hosting assistant to continue his experience. He switched the window to the stall account and began to slowly replenish the goods.
…
Soon, a week passed.
As King Peacock Ming was successfully sent away by Qian Cheng's general attack, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and was about to pick up the cup and take a sip of water when he suddenly heard an excited shout from his voice: "Boss is awesome!"
"Damn, can you change the word, buddy? You started shouting this sentence from the first level. My ears are almost calloused by your shouting, Mr. Beast!"
Hearing the shouting in the voice, the cute-faced beast finally couldn't bear it anymore and complained in the voice.
Today is Friday. After helping Liu Ximeng survive a life-and-death disaster some time ago, in the next few days, they had to help those players who previously participated in the Group B Wushen Altar survive a life-and-death disaster almost every day.
Once passed, each of these team members successfully obtained the ultimate title of Life and Death Tribulation Suara, and Fang Yun also received several pieces of 150 book iron from several people after discussing with them.
Although these 150 book irons are not used for the time being, he still spent a lot of money to buy them. Don't ask, just ask because he is rich and willful.
Of course, in fact this has nothing to do with willfulness.
Although these manufacturing books are not used by others, for Fang Yun, whose ultimate goal is to be the Almighty King of the Twelve Sects, these advanced manufacturing books can be said to be his biggest capital in fighting the future, so naturally the more the better.
Today is the last day they help people survive the calamity of life and death, and this time the one who goes through the calamity of life and death is none other than the Qiancheng diehard fan 'Full Moon Scimitar' who met Fang Yun and the others at the celebration banquet.
After having a drink with Fang Yun at the celebration banquet, the Full Moon Scimitar is now called a stinker. Every time he meets people, he says that he has also had a drink with Qian Cheng.
As a result, after a few rounds of playing, the Full Moon Scimitar was quickly sanctioned and became the last person among all the team members to survive the calamity of life and death.
However, it has nothing to do with Fang Yun being ranked last for the Full Moon Scimitar. It is simply because he is a substitute and cannot be ranked in front of the main players no matter how he is ranked.
"Okay, the life and death calamity has been killed, you can quickly collect the reward."
After taking a sip of water, Fang Yun controlled several numbers to exit the team and casually explained in his voice.
"okay!"
Hearing this, Yuanyue Scimitar, who had been lying on the floor almost the whole time during this life-and-death calamity, responded quickly, but then said: "By the way, boss, don't leave in a hurry, wait until you see the reward I received!"
After saying that, he quickly disbanded the team, then controlled his own number and came to Dan Qingsheng.
While the two of them were chatting, Sujiu and Beast Master, who had been numbed by the killing of life and death in the past few days, exited the voice chat early, and now they all went offline to sleep.
After Fang Yun stood there and waited for a moment, two prompts suddenly popped up in front of the screen——
"Full Moon Scimitar gave you a manufacturing guide book."
"The Scimitar of the Full Moon gave you a hundred-refined iron"
Looking at the prompt that popped up in front of the screen, Fang Yun frowned, opened his backpack and took a quick glance.
【Manufacturing Guide Book】
A book that records the manufacturing methods of various equipment and weapons.
[Type] Knife, Level: 140
After reading the types of manufacturing books, he turned his attention to the fine iron.
[Hundred-refined refined iron]
Made of refined iron, this material exists for magic weapons and is a magical ore used to synthesize equipment.
Level:150
"This guy……"
Fang Yun was a little dumbfounded when he discovered that the Full Moon Scimitar had actually given him all the best rewards he had received in this life-and-death disaster.
After thinking about it, he first threw the 140-dollar book back to the other party, and then said: "You can keep this book for yourself. I will accept it. The price will be the same as the price I gave to those people before. I will pay for it later."
You go back to Chang'an and wait for me on the rooftop, and I will take it out for you."
"No, boss!"
Seeing that Fang Yun not only returned the 140-dollar book to him, but also planned to use the money to buy the 150-dollar fine iron, Yuanyue Scimitar couldn't help but said: "Master Beast, you have worked so hard and spent so much time to help me."
After the tribulation of life and death, what does this little thing mean? If you don’t want the knife and the book, forget it, but if it’s iron, don’t ask me for money, and I won’t ask for it!”
"..."
Seeing that this guy made it clear that he didn't intend to ask for money, Fang Yun thought about it and no longer forced it, but said: "Let's do this, you give me the knife book, and I will help you make it into a finished product. It just so happens that you don't want to."
Would you like to change your weapon? Let me see if I can help you get a handy sword."
"That's...okay."
Realizing that Fang Yun would not take this piece of iron in vain no matter what, Yuanyue Scimitar hesitated for a moment and could only throw the 140-dollar book over again.
