A few people started a plan to kill monsters, leading and beating them two or three at a time. Just as they were killing them all at once, the monsters in front started to attack again.
Players on the grass in the distance saw monsters spawning here, and many players came here. However, many players simply couldn't defeat the horse-headed monster with high skill and thick blood, so they all returned to the novice village. Gradually,
, there are only a few organized teams left here.
Several people fought until the moon rose to the west, and under the silver moonlit night, they fought until the dawn of dawn dispersed the last trace of darkness.
"Damn it, this "Destiny" is too perverted. It took me twelve hours of playing to reach level four. I don't even have any equipment, and I only give some broken copper coins." Yang Song kept complaining.
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"Save it, I've been nagging all night, and my ears are calloused. If "Destiny" was that simple, it wouldn't be called "Destiny."" The summoner struggled to kill monsters while arguing with Yang Song.
"Let's retreat to the place below where there are no monsters." After killing the last monster, Changkong Wufeng waved to a few people.
A few people retreated to a big tree, and the killer sat down on the ground: "Wu Feng, this game is not easy. Anyone who has not been in the game for more than a year can't even hope to reach the level three hero realm."
"This is more challenging, isn't it?" Changkong Wufeng answered calmly, then took out the copper coins that were gained from fighting monsters and distributed them to everyone, and then said: "Let's adjust the online time. After going offline today, everyone will
Have a good rest. Starting from tomorrow, we will be online from 6 am to 12 pm every day for 18 hours, with 30 minutes each for lunch and dinner. Of course." Changkong Wufeng glanced at Murong Xiaotian and Yang Song: "
Except Brother Tian and Yang Song." Several people nodded silently.
"Wufeng", Murong Xiaotian saw that the money in the package was only 71 silver coins and 80 copper coins. After a slight hesitation, he called out to Changkong Wufeng: "You know more about the official information of "Destiny", help me find out what can be done.
Make money."
"There are only two ways to make money in Novice Village. One is to make money by killing monsters, and the other is to mine. Other than that, there is no other way." Changkong Wufeng replied.
"Mining? Where to dig?" Murong Xiaotian asked.
"Two miles east from Novice Village, there is an abandoned mine. There is a pickaxe and blacksmith shop where you can buy it."
"Oh, you guys go ahead first, I'm going to dig some mines." Murong Xiaotian waved his hands to a few people.
"Brother Tian," Piaoxue hesitated for a moment: "Are you in urgent need? Why don't we gather some for you."
Several people nodded.
"Thank you, no need." Murong Xiaotian glanced at a few people gratefully: "You guys can get off quickly and don't worry about me."
"Brother Tian, take care."
"See you tomorrow, Brother Tian."
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Watching the figures of several people slowly blur until they disappeared, Murong Xiaotian trotted all the way to Novice Village.
"One, two, one, two, we all have a home, the name is China, we have many brothers and sisters, and we are in good health..." Singing the randomly altered lyrics, singing and trotting all the way, Murong Xiaotian plunged into the blacksmith shop
: "Boss, how much does a mining pick cost?"
The owner of the blacksmith shop put down the hammer in his hand and stood up. His dark cheeks, which had been burnt by the fire for many years, had a faint oily sheen, making him look very shiny.
He stretched out his thick, calloused hands and wiped away the sweat on his face: "Young man, prepare to go mining. If you sell the mined mines to me, I will give you a good price."
"No problem, uncle, you have to sell me the mining pick at a cheap price." Murong Xiaotian nodded and started to bargain.
"It's easy, young man." The owner of the blacksmith shop took a mining pick and handed it to Murong Xiaotian: "I offer 20 silver coins a handful and sell it to you for 15 silver coins."
"Boss, you won't deceive me, will you?" Murong Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, took the mining pick, put it in the package, took out 15 silver coins and handed it to the blacksmith shop owner.
"Young man, I don't like to hear what you are saying. If it weren't for the fact that there are fewer and fewer mines now, I wouldn't have sold it to you so cheaply." The owner of the blacksmith shop took the money with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Hey, uncle, don't be angry, I didn't say anything." Murong Xiaotian scratched his head, then waved his hand: "I'm going to mine, uncle. Goodbye." He turned around and left the blacksmith shop.
I jogged all the way again. Far away, I saw a small mine cave on a mountain wall. The cave entrance was overgrown and messy. Several old mine cars were scattered on the ground on both sides of the cave entrance.
Murong Xiaotian walked into the mine, and the light in front of his eyes dimmed a lot. On the wall of the mine, a faint oil lamp was hung every few meters, and the dots of flames reflected the rock walls of the mine tunnel into rugged and interlaced shadows.
It seems a bit eerie and dark.
"How can such a mine turn into hell?" Murong Xiaotian frowned slightly and walked in along the abandoned and yellowed mine car track.
After going around two bends, a very large abandoned mine appeared in front. The eight oil lamps hanging on each side made the mine much brighter than the passage. An old miner was taking his time in the mine.
Mining underground, the sound of the impact of the mining pick against the rock wall is particularly clear and crisp in the silent mine.
"Uncle, we are mining, can I accompany you?" Murong Xiaotian said as he walked to the old miner, took out the mine and started working.
"Actually, there is a huge secret in this mine..." The old miner's voice was low, hoarse, and very mechanical.
"What secret? Uncle." Murong Xiaotian asked while waving a mining pick and tilting his head.
"Actually, there is a huge secret in this mine..." It was still the mechanical voice.
"Uncle, you are a humanoid NPC after all, can't you say something else?" Murong Xiaotian was a little depressed and his voice was much louder.
"Actually, there is a huge secret in this mine..."
"Oh my god," Murong Xiaotian cried out in great pain, dropped the mining pick, and bowed with both hands: "God, please, I can't stand it anymore. You old man won't bring such a boring person to torture me."
.Anyway, there is no one here. To exaggerate, it doesn’t matter if you relax.
