Nowadays, the Bloody City in the game is quiet and peaceful. There is no trace of the war. The streets are full of passing players. Everyone has a smile on their face.
"Dad, look at that aunt's little flower shoes, they are so beautiful."
With the clear voice of a child, a little girl ran out of the Scarlet City shopping mall.
Snap. A big hand pressed on the little girl's shoulder. He lifted her in the air. He hesitated for a few times and then put her on the ground. "Baby, don't run around."
"Dad, I asked you to carry me on your back." The little girl coquettishly said.
"Okay, baby, stop making trouble. Dad is really annoyed now." Ling Yun looked worried and irritable.
His mind is in a mess right now. It's like a ball of threads tangled together in a mess. He can't find a clue at all.
There was boundless darkness in front of him. Ling Yun realized that no matter how he ran, he could not run to the end. A song came from the mist. It was very familiar. It was the song "Ten Years".
His heart gradually calmed down. A door appeared not far away.
I opened the door. There was still darkness in front of me. Only the indicator light of the instrument flickered on and off. I had no strength at all. My whole body seemed to be exhausted.
His mouth was as dry as a ball of fire. He shouted several times but no one answered. In fact, he didn't shout at all.
His mind was in a mess. He didn't even know his name, what he was doing, what he should do. He had almost forgotten how to operate the game. And that little girl ran out of the pet space on her own.
"Dad, I want to buy a floral skirt. I want to buy shoes. I want that hairpin." Xiao Diaochan turned around and pulled Ling Yun back to the mall.
"purchase."
He couldn't help but open his backpack. Ling Yun was stunned by the gold coins in front of him. There were 350,000 gold coins in the backpack. Calculated according to the current game currency exchange rate of 1:60, that's more than 20 million yuan.
At this time, I remembered a person with unlimited money potential. The whole idea became clear. It seems that the business in the trading place is getting more and more prosperous. I have made so much money without knowing it.
Wait. Ling Yun suddenly realized a problem at this time. How long has it been since I was online?
In order to avoid the devaluation of the gold coins, Lingyun directly exchanged them for 20 million. Now the deposit in the bank card has exceeded 80 million. Such a large amount of money was something that he could not even dream of before.
Suddenly Ling Yun realized a problem. More than 20 million. How many days of income is this? Could it be that I haven't been online for a long time.
I opened my friends list and found that it was all gray. What the hell happened.
At this time, the server's beep sounded again, interrupting Ling Yun's thinking.
Ding. China server announcement:
Who is the most powerful person in "Fantasy World"? Who is the first king of "Fantasy World"? Brothers and sisters, let's "fight".
The first "King" PK competition in China is about to begin. Recruitment for individual groups and guild groups is in full swing.
Ding. There are still two hours before the registration deadline for the competition. Players, please hurry up and sign up enthusiastically.
China Server PK Competition. Ling Yun paused slightly. "Hey, you must participate in such a good thing."
He is a man. He is always full of passion. Every player likes to be competitive. This is also a trait that everyone is born with. Of course, Ling Yun, a militant, is no exception.
After turning two streets, we inadvertently arrived at the main square of the Scarlet City.
The huge statue of the bloody beast towers into the sky. It is majestic and solemn, giving people a strong visual and spiritual shock.
There are large and small flower beds scattered around the statues of mythical beasts. The fountains in the flower beds are scattered high and low. It is so beautiful.
This is definitely a good place for young couples to fall in love. However, it is currently occupied by a large group of players.
The crowd is bustling. This is the registration point for the Bloody City of Kings Competition.
"Don't crowd. Don't crowd. Everyone come in order." NPCs were busy maintaining order.
The players didn't care about that at all. The deadline for registration was coming soon. Everyone was pushing forward desperately.
"Whoever pushes me again, I'll kill him." A big man with a scarred face turned around, scaring the players behind him so much that they stuck out their tongues.
A super-beautiful beauty looked around with annoyance. Her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She suddenly pulled out a rocket launcher. "Which bastard stole my underwear? Hand it over quickly."
"Beauty, please put this thing away first. Be careful of fire." Everyone shrank their necks.
Ling Yun picked up Xiao Diao Chan. Relying on his physical strength, he squeezed to the front in a short time.
"Beauty. I want to sign up for the competition."
The person in charge of registration was a middle-aged NPC woman in her forties. When she heard Ling Yun call her beautiful, she immediately became elated.
"Sir, which group should I register for? Individual competition or guild competition." The NPC woman winked. "Only the president and vice-president can register for the guild competition. The individual competition requires player level 20."
Ling Yun resisted the desire to vomit. "I signed up for both competitions."
The NPC woman picked up two forms. "Add the registration form first. Wait for system review."
Ling Yun swish, swish, completed the form, put it on the table, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
The woman was ready to show her hospitality. When she saw the form, her whole body instantly turned to stone.
These few words are more dazzling and suffocating than the rays of the sun.
God of death. Is that guy just now a human or a ghost? The NPC woman looked around, with goosebumps all over her body.
Ling Yun squeezed out of the crowd and walked out. Now, the most important thing is to go back to the Scarlet Guild first. He couldn't help but check the guild list. It was empty. There were originally 40,000 people but now there were less than 8,000. Suddenly, a chill came over him. .
I wanted to shout a few times in the guild channel. When I saw the scene in front of me, I loved that thought and suppressed it in my heart. I touched my head and remembered that I went to save Tian Xiner and Wang Mengting. At that time, the black dragon detonated all the detonators. .He was hit by a huge concrete block. He didn't know anything after that.
How long have I been unconscious?
I couldn't help but look at the players next to me. I saw that those people were generally around level 35. I opened the game's ranking list and saw that the top player on the ranking list had reached level 42.
"Grass." Ling Yun couldn't help but spit.
Just when I was about to leave, a system message came from the side.
Ding. The registration for the Player Death King Competition has been approved. Please see the official website for competition details.
Ding. Registration for the China Server King Competition has ended. So far, a total of 24,567 guilds have participated in the team competition. A total of 3,789,5644 people have signed up for the individual competition.
After the system message passed, the voice message next to it kept beeping. It was actually from the NPC Dr. Cruise.
"Mr. Death, we already have information about the magazine you need. As for the details, you'd better come over here."
There is news about the super magazine. Ling Yun just planned to return to the guild. Now he just happened to pick up the mission on the way.
