When the little girl saw Wang Meng coming over, she moved her body involuntarily, with a look of help on her face.
A softness in his heart seemed to be pushed out. Wang Meng felt that this little girl must have experienced something, so he naturally walked out, picked up the little girl on the ground, and asked with concern: "What's wrong, little sister?"
"It hurts, my feet hurt so much!" The little girl pressed her hands tighter.
"What's going on?" Wang Meng hurriedly moved to the little girl's ankle, and then he realized that the little girl's foot didn't have any feet starting from the ankle, and now it only had a steel-cast prosthetic leg installed. "It's so beautiful.
The little girl is actually disabled!" Wang Meng suddenly felt that this seemed to be a joke played by God. All good things always have some shortcomings.
"Brother, my mother is sick, so I came here this morning to collect this herbal medicine to treat her illness. But when I got here, my foot pain broke out and I couldn't walk at all. My mother is very ill. If I don't collect it anymore,
My mother will die if I go back to the medicinal herbs..." The little girl said, her eyes became twitching, and then the tears couldn't stop flowing out. Thinking of the sadness, she even burst into tears.
Although Wang Meng knew that this was a game and that meeting the little girl was just a task at best, when he saw the little girl's helpless eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Little sister, how many herbs do you want, I will pick them for you."
The girl stopped crying and looked at Wang Meng in surprise: "Brother, are you really willing to help me pick herbs?"
Wang Meng nodded with a smile. Then, he quickly carried the girl out of the herb field. Wang Meng turned around and was about to re-enter the herb field to pick herbs when the girl behind him shouted.
"Brother, don't you have any collecting gloves? I have some gloves made by my mother, do you want them for my brother?" The girl looked innocent and harmless. But in her hands, lying quietly were two pieces of gold thread.
Gloves. Just looking at the style, you can tell that the gloves must have been made with hard work.
Wang Meng knew in his heart that the little girl was not well-dressed. Obviously, she would not be a child of a wealthy family in this hunting continent. The gold thread gloves were made by the girl's mother, not to mention their value. So.
She can give important things to herself, which also proves the girl's kindness from the side.
Looking at the little girl's pitiful eyes, Wang Meng had no reason to refuse. When he took it, he was surprised again and again.
[Golden Gloves] (blue equipment) The number of collection copies is 4-10, the collection time is shortened by 10%, and the collection success rate is 81%.
It turns out to be blue equipment. In the hunting map, the equipment levels of sub-professionals are completely different from the equipment levels of professional equipment. There are seven levels in total for items such as hoes and gloves. The highest is red equipment, followed by orange equipment, and the worst is
Purple equipment. And blue equipment is also a good thing that is one level higher than purple. That’s why Wang Meng looked so shocked when he saw that this glove turned out to be blue equipment. “An NPC can actually sew blue equipment.”
Equipment, what does that mean?”
Wang Meng felt as if he had caught something.
The strength of sub-professional equipment attributes plays a vital role in a player's professional strength, and there are no level restrictions on the use of sub-professional equipment, so for a player, the strength of sub-professional equipment is often linked to luck.
And Wang Meng is obviously the luckier type.
He happily took off the iron-eating sword in his hand and put on the gold gloves. In this way, Wang Meng transformed from an NPC in combat status into a deputy NPC.
Rushing to the first Blood Soul Grass, Wang Meng clicked on the herb to collect it. After 3 seconds, the herb was in his hands.
"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained the number of copies of Blood Soul Grass*8, and the Blood Soul Grass has disappeared."
There is about an 80% chance of picking up something in a gold glove collection, and the number is between 4 and 10. Wang Meng picked eight pieces the first time, which also proves that Wang Meng was lucky today.
It takes 200 copies of Blood Soul Grass to form a group. Wang Meng glanced at this medicinal field and couldn't help but feel happy.
"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained Blood Soul Grass x 5, and Blood Soul Grass has disappeared."
"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained the number of copies of Blood Soul Grass*9, and the Blood Soul Grass has disappeared."
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Wang Meng was very lucky. On average, he could harvest 7 pieces of Blood Soul Grass for each herb he used to collect it. Soon, his package was filled to the brim with Blood Soul Grass. A rough count revealed that it was enough.
There are 70 groups, which is 14,000 copies of Blood Soul Grass. This is considered a development.
After sweeping away all the herbs here, Wang Meng stopped.
First, he handed 1,000 copies of Blood Soul Grass to the little girl. Suddenly, the little girl's eyes were filled with tears and her face was full of gratitude. There was no reward experience for this task, and there was no task prompt, which made Wang Meng stunned for a moment. But he soon figured it out.
, it seems that the reward of the mission should be this golden glove. As for why there is no mission prompt, the only explanation can be: the plot of this little girl is related to mission two.
I had just handed over the Blood Soul Grass, but at this moment, the earth suddenly began to tremble.
Wang Meng's heart tightened. Could it be that there was an earthquake just after entering the game? But then Wang Meng shook his head, because at this time, a deep pit suddenly appeared under the bare medicinal grass that was collected just now.
The soil that seemed to be attracted by it fell in one after another.
Before he could react, a ball suddenly rolled out of the pit and headed in the direction of Wang Meng. Subconsciously, Wang Meng could only make a mistake to the side to avoid the attack of the monster that suddenly rushed out.
The monster's appearance is exactly the same as the rotten corpse we saw before, but it is smaller than the rotten corpse.
Elite carrion (elite): level 8; health 1000; combat power 90; defense 60; speed 10.
It turned out to be a level 8 elite monster. This kind of monster has much stronger attributes than ordinary monster level monsters and is very difficult to deal with. With the current growth of Wang Meng npc, it is impossible to kill two level 7 rotting corpses. Now he encountered
When you reach a level 8 elite monster, you will definitely not be your opponent.
And if I turn around and run, the first thing is that the monster is much faster than me, and I can't take the little girl away. Do I mean to leave the little girl in this map where monsters may appear?
Obviously, Wang Meng is not such a person.
"Then kill!" Wang Meng gritted his teeth and took out four bottles of attribute potions from the package: "Tsk, tsk, if you want to survive this time, you can only rely on Grandpa Gore's potions."
Wang Meng quickly took off his gloves and grabbed the Iron-Eating Sword in his hands again. No matter what, he must protect the little girl behind him.
