Chapter 1064 A little loli who likes to play throwing
Chapter 2379 A little loli who likes to play throwing
Little Loli didn't hesitate: "I just went in to put some things, not to kill anyone!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The undead standing near her resurrected very happily.
These undead people have obviously regarded this gray-clothed mage as a guiding NPC.
Once they form that impression, even if it isn't, it must be.
Unless this person never appears around here again, they who are frantically looking for a teleportation NPC will suddenly realize that they may have found the wrong person.
But until then, they will never feel that they are wrong.
Even if the NPC firmly denies it, they will just think that they are not talking in the right direction... and then try again and again.
Although when Hill was playing games himself, he hated having such a type of person in his team.
After all, daily tasks, daily tasks, are usually called daily tasks if they are completed within half an hour.
But these guys can make your daily tasks, especially dungeon tasks, more tiring than clearing the wasteland.
At the time when Hill was playing games, most games did not yet have any dungeon reset function.
Most people are still reluctant to give up the country they have worked so hard to build.
At the end of the day, the more you pay for the sunk capital, the more reluctant you are to let go. That is really just holding on to your nausea while you are happy.
The most intolerable thing is that these guys are often the ones who give up the easiest.
Therefore, even if Hill has such a good temper, he will occasionally have the illusion of 'if I knew you in real life'.
But at the same time, he will also know how useful these guys are in certain places... As long as the person they deal with is not himself, they are useful.
For example, at this moment, the gray-clothed mage was already racking his brains to make these people stare at him for no reason, especially the short female priest who was still holding on to his sleeve and gave up trying to trouble him. However, it obviously had the opposite effect.
Because his behavior was so interesting and his words were so tempting... He looked so much like a 10-player copy!
Therefore, these undead people have already become excited by analyzing the causes and consequences and climaxing with similar brain power.
The gray-clothed mage's biggest failure is to threaten the undead with the inevitable result... However, this is what the undead don't care about the most.
Then, the limit on the number of people he proposed was too realistic.
All the other troubles and shortcomings he mentioned pale in comparison to this 10-person limit.
Even the big families in front who turned their heads to stare at the movement here and were responsible for the management of the formation had a faint hint of curiosity on their faces.
They haven't made any move yet, just because... between San San and the family, there is actually a rule that everyone abides by tacitly.
That is, these big families generally don't grab the limited-time tasks that individual people can grab by relying on their own abilities.
Even if people will be sent to participate in the future, it will only be after the individual who first accepted the mission failed and returned.
Of course, those small families, or families that mainly focus on PVE, are not within the scope of this restriction. Although they exist in the form of families, they will basically be treated the same as individual people.
In the world of the undead, the wall between PVE and PVP is actually not as big as it was before virtual reality technology existed.
Everyone needs sufficient reaction and judgment.
Of course, if we only talk about offline, PVP is still unfathomable.
PVE masters are still top-notch, but there is no difference between ordinary players.
Compared with NPCs, fighting with the same kind is more interesting and has more tricks. You don’t have to move your mind if you don’t want to.
Therefore, except for those who mainly focus on life or business, PVE families can have many family members. For other families, no matter how powerful the family members are, it is difficult to gather enough manpower.
Moreover, those who play PVE have no interest in expanding their family. It is better to think about why a certain spell is not so accurate when used, and where did he make a mistake to play so crookedly... What he clearly wanted to fight was
How could the left eye be hit on the nose?
They have some research that even Hill can't help but listen to.
Their calculation methods for streamlines and the like are definitely different from those that Hill has learned before, but there are still some similarities that he can understand.
Although most of the things they call equation calculations are of no use in a fantasy world... air quality and gravity are two different things.
But Hill thinks you can still listen to some of their so-called vacuum calculation equations.
Even Frank, who occasionally heard their research, was fascinated... Of course, he would soon ask Hill and Adrian to try not to take back the fixed things of the undead and listen to the ideas.
Come on.
How can you, a mage, come up with a formula without asking whether it is appropriate in their world?
If this was known to outsiders, there would probably be many mages who would want to put on flange sacks, although it would be a bit difficult.
Of course, to put it nicely, it means that although most mages are engaged in applied mathematics, Fran still hopes that his children will master the research foundation of basic theoretical mathematics.
Although Hill almost cried when he realized for the first time how terrifying his grandfather's ardent hope for him was... at least he and Adrian held hands and choked, but now he is more or less used to seeing it.
The first reaction after learning the new spell is to start analyzing it from the runes.
Hill couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the past.
Recently, he has had more and more memories of Trasil, and now he misses his grandfather even more, although it is also mixed with some sadness and misery.
For example, he now has some urge to immediately analyze some spells he has learned in this world that should not appear at all.
But soon, Hill used his strong rationality to suppress the thoughts that made him uncomfortable.
What he needs to study now is the most basic alchemy he learned in Oasis.
It’s the kind of way to bring the high-level alchemy into ordinary people’s homes.
The only way for him to save his path as a mage is to have more contact with the fireworks of the world, such as the carriage and refrigerator he once played with.
The gray-robed mage in the giant screen who was entangled to the point of going crazy finally asked the most critical question: "What are you going to stuff into the Tower of Despair?"
Can you guarantee my life?"
If it weren't for the secret passage that he himself had to enter, he would have succumbed long ago.
The undead are not afraid of death, but he is not.
"Why do you have to go in?" Little Loli was very surprised, "You sent us in, how can the Tower of Despair spare you?"
The gray-robed mage's face darkened: "I..."
Then he quickly changed his tone: "Of course I can go in because I have a deal with some people inside!
otherwise……"
He looked down at his wrinkled sleeves that were almost torn and said with a suggestive look on his face: "It's just one sleeve, can't I run away?"
"Don't break your sleeves!" An undead suddenly answered meaningfully, "Otherwise, Ben will come to see you."
Hill couldn't help but look up at the sky... He didn't know how the god of tyranny, who must be paying attention to this place, was feeling now. Was he feeling sad and bored but also itching to know why his sleeves were broken when they were broken?
He noticed: Ben must understand what the undead are hinting at, but why is there such a hint? Just...
Although this is a ridiculous trap question, most people cannot control their impulse to explore the inside story.
The gray-robed mage frowned and glanced at the man with a coquettish smile. He pondered for a few seconds, but still didn't choose to ask for clarification.
Hill couldn't help laughing... No matter what kind of world it is, there will always be such smart people.
Even though they are willing to risk their lives to make money, they rarely take the initiative to step on minefields.
The little Loli touched her bag with one hand unhappily: "It can't be blown up..."
"Only 10 people can blow up a ghost?" Someone next to her said rudely, "Blow the door open to give merit to the Aotian Alliance?"
"Tsk~ It seems like you can follow me in!" The little Loli replied very rudely, "Anyway, I will definitely be able to go in."
"If you have the ability, let go of your sleeves!"
"Putting down the sleeves is not the most important thing, there are also her claws stepping on other people's feet!"
Among the bystanders who were sure that the gray-robed mage had given up looking for a new candidate for the mission and had given up completely, and would just play a game of opening the door to see who could keep up, someone finally told the truth.
Of course, the gray-robed mage had no choice but to use his sleeves as a hint.
In fact, the physiques of mages have always been very good. They have been blending with the elements for many years, so they can be regarded as elemental refiners. Especially gray-robed mages who can directly burrow underground must have earth element talents.
But the small, delicate, white feet that stepped on his boots were only tied with a few ribbons, but they were as heavy as a mountain.
Moreover, this little girl seemed to have given herself some dispersing auras... which made it impossible for him to escape even if he tried to do anything.
Otherwise, even if the gray-robed mage is still reluctant to give up the transaction that he has paid a high cost for, he will not accept his fate at once.
The reason why he was so honest was because the undead showed him the video and photo that looked like a wanted warrant... Since the passage was definitely located near this area, the gray-robed mage had no room for struggle.
So what is he struggling with?
Although his feet can be sacrificed, they must not be sacrificed in vain!
The undead people surrounding the area looked at the Gray Cannon Mage with a little sympathy... Although they were all happy that the NPC who opened the door couldn't escape, the Loli priest who caught him, even between them,
It is also the top type of ideological love slippery slope.
Although these days, there are always those who play pastor and imitate the "old Sanda King" who does not do his job properly and does not add spirit and strength.
However, that guy is a boxing fighter after all, so any increase in strength attribute will not be wasted.
You... light priest, are you worried about adding strength points?
The thief also likes to throw alchemy bombs, so the only use of that power is for throwing.
