Chapter two hundred and fortieth trapped in different places
The four people tried repeatedly at the city gate more than ten times, but no one could get out.
Damn, if the city gate doesn't work, then labor and capital can always go down from the city wall, right? Mad Dog Dragon's thinking is very good, and the reason why he can't get out is probably because of the energy at work.
Watching the four Mad Dog Dragons sneaking up the city wall, the mage began to sneer disdainfully.
Finally, Mad Dog Dragon lowered a rope from the city wall more than 20 meters high, and the person slid down the rope. As soon as his feet hit the ground, a "swish" flower appeared in front of his eyes. For some reason, the person was teleported back inexplicably.
The yellow energy at the city gate was hit.
When I walked out again, I saw that I was still in the city and there was no way out.
This is so fucking weird!
He thought for a while and took out the flying magic wand from his baggage. Since he couldn't get out, would it be okay to fly out?
However, the system prompted that the flying magic wand was temporarily unavailable. Mad Dog Dragon was completely dumbfounded: "Can't you really get out?"
The mage walked up slowly: "Stop trying. So many people here have tried countless methods, but no one has succeeded! Some people have even dug tunnels, but it's not like they can't get out."
"Why is this city so weird? I hope my brother will tell me!" Gambler handed over his hand and asked for advice.
"Hey!" The mage let out a long sigh, "They all said that this city is the land of the gods. It suddenly appeared about 10 days ago. The first batch of people who entered the city found that they could not get out after entering the city.
No matter what method I use, I still can’t get out!”
"What if you die? You can't go back?" Mad Dog Dragon asked doubtfully.
The mage pointed to the depths of the two alleys on the left and right sides: "There are two shelters in this city. Once you die, you will be resurrected in the shelter."
"This..." The four of them were dumbfounded.
What the hell kind of place is this? This is trying to kill people.
Think about it. This is the depth of the desert. There is no food or water source. Once the supplies are exhausted, people can only starve to death and die of thirst. It is not like the four of them have experienced this kind of experience. The last time they were in the small sea,
This is the situation on the island, but this time it's even worse, and you can't even get out.
"Then has anyone gone offline to notify their friends to come to the rescue?" Mad Dog Dragon asked.
"Yes? Why not?" The mage's tone was helpless again, "But what if my companions come? Do you dare to come in? If you don't come in, how long can you stay in the desert outside?"
"That's true!" Mad Dog Dragon nodded thoughtfully. "Is there really no way to get out of here?"
The mage said: "A few days ago, a magician came from the Twisted Jungle. The man said that there is a very powerful magic in this city. Only by breaking the magic can the city return to normal, so that everyone can go out. I don't know what you are saying.
Believe it or not. Anyway, I don’t believe it.”
Mad Dog Dragon must be dubious. This statement is too mysterious. There is absolutely no basis for it, but the system spawned this ancient city in this barren land. This is obviously a dungeon mission. Since it is a dungeon, there must be a way to clear the level, but everyone
I haven't found this method yet.
The question is whether everyone can hold on until it is found. This will be fatal.
The mage continued: "Brother, let me show you a clear path. In the shelter to the east, there are people selling food and fresh water at night, but you have to spend a lot of money to buy them. In the shelter to the west, no one sells anything. You can only think of ways to do it.
Go grab it, I belong to the shelter on the east side, and now I can’t afford anything.”
Mad Dog Dragon couldn't help but said: "Listening to your tone, it seems that everyone who enters the city must enter the shelter?"
"Of course!" the mage said, "This city will be haunted at night. Only shelters can guarantee your safety. According to the time displayed on the control panel, you can only go outside during the day. You have to choose the shelter on the east side.
So, then you are from the East District. If you choose the West, you will be from the West District. There are frequent fights between the two sides, so you don’t want to waste time in this city, right?"
"Haunted?" Master Li immediately became disdainful, "The three of us are upright, so why should we be afraid of monsters? I will definitely take a look at him at night. What monsters are there to be afraid of here?"
The mage looked at him disdainfully: "Don't brag. If you are wandering around outside at night, don't pee if you have the guts!"
Mad Dog Dragon thought for a while: "Brother, can you take us to the shelter in the east?"
The mage said: "That's no problem!"
"By the way, what's your name?"
The mage showed his ID - the golden-winged street bird!
The so-called shelter is a temple at the end of the alley. Compared with the various dilapidated buildings in the city, this temple is relatively complete. There is only one empty altar inside. There is a stone sculpture on the altar. It seems that the enshrinement should be that of a woman.
idol.
Apart from these facilities, there is nothing else.
When Pou Jie Niao led the four Mad Dog Dragons in, there were still twenty or thirty players in the temple. It looked like they had all been trapped in this city for a long time.
In the evening, the players from the East District came back one after another, about fifty or sixty of them.
Pou Jie Niao led the four Mad Dog Dragons to a gladiator player: "Commander, the four of them are new here and want to join our East District."
This player named Wu Dashuai really looks a bit handsome. He has a full beard and is tall and thick. He wears a set of tiger skin armor on his body, revealing half of his very muscular shoulders. He looks like a completely macho man.
Wu Dashuai glanced at Mad Dog Dragon and the four of them, and handed over a calfskin water bag: "Newcomers will have benefits, but in the future you will have to buy these precious resources yourself. I got this bag of water with great difficulty."
Got it."
Mad Dog Dragon was very good at dealing with this kind of thing, and he straightened his back immediately: "Okay, boss, if you need anything, just say it, brother, I promise not to frown."
Marshal Wu glanced at him indifferently: "You guys go and have a rest. There is still an hour before the sales begin. Remember to come on time."
In fact, within an hour, more and more people gathered in the temple, and a fire was lit in the center of the temple.
Seeing that everyone was almost here, Marshal Wu quickly jumped onto the altar, and the whole temple immediately fell silent.
"Brothers and sisters, today's harvest is very rich. There are a few bastards in the West District who don't know what they are doing and fell into my hands. So it's up to you brothers and sisters whether you can use these trophies." After saying this, Marshal Wu left.
A large iron box was taken out of the bag. After opening the box, the first item he took out was a bag of long loaves of bread packed in plastic bags. There were probably more than ten loaves.
The crowd immediately became commotion. Everyone knew that the value of this thing in this ghost town was no less than a piece of legendary equipment.
Marshal Wu slowly made a five-finger mountain gesture: "Old rules, the starting price is 50 diamond coins, and there is no upper limit."
The mad dog dragon in the corner was startled. Damn it, you are making too much money, aren't you?
A loaf of this kind of bread only costs 3 copper coins outside, and a dozen or so loaves cost just over 30 copper coins. But when it comes to you, the price has increased by more than 10,000 times. This is a 10,000% profit.
If I had known about this operation, my buddy, I would have brought more supplies, preferably the Golden Thread brand ham sausage. Just put two boxes in the bag. When it goes on sale now, I will sell it for 1 Holy Coin and 1 stick.
Become a multi-millionaire overnight.
While he was still there, the price of the bag of bread instantly rose to 3 holy coins. A group of players shouted and bid, and finally an armored warrior bought it for a sky-high price of 8 holy coins.
Looking at that guy, he must have been too hungry, so he opened the bag and swallowed two of them.
Next, Marshal Wu sold a variety of things, including peanuts, cooked beef, magic crystals, red and blue medicine, medicinal herbs, engineer shovels, toilet paper...
Anyway, nothing has a starting price lower than 50 diamond coins, and everything is ultimately sold in holy coins.
After a simple auction, Mad Dog Dragon roughly judged that Marshal Wu Wu had received two dragon coins.
However, if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. The players who accidentally entered this ghost town must be very strong and have a lot of tricks in their hands. Since they have a few tricks, they are usually relatively rich, at least they are not the kind of players who are so poor that they sell everything they can.
Marshal Wu seized this opportunity to make money, but what Mad Dog Dragon couldn't figure out was: Where did this guy get so many things to sell? And where did he get these things?
The food and water were acceptable, and the worst he could do was go to the West District to kill people and explode corpses, but the equipment was not justified. Marshal Wu was holding a legendary one-handed staff at the moment, but the color was slightly light blue, and it had obviously not been identified yet.
"You can take it away for 50 diamond coins!" Marshal Wu shouted.
But the crowd was not as excited as before, and for a while no one made an offer.
The players here are obviously not confused. They have limited money, so they all save it to buy high-priced supplies. The equipment in their hands is actually of little use, not to mention the staff that has not been appraised. If it is eternal-level equipment, it can be considered.
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"I'll offer you 60 diamond coins!" Someone finally made an offer. It was obviously a female voice, but her voice was very angry.
Mad Dog Dragon couldn't help but turn his head and look towards the southeast corner of the temple, and then he felt happy.
Haha, I thought this voice sounded familiar. It turned out to be an old acquaintance.
The person who stood up to make an offer was none other than the widow I met on Yamatai Island who was hanging a banana in front of her door, someone from the "Qingyin after the Rain" guild.
Sitting next to the widow was an acquaintance, her boss Jin Wu.
It's just that the two charming beauties now look sallow and malnourished. Moreover, their whole bodies are dirty. They must have been trapped in this city for a while.
Mad Dog Dragon floated past: "Ah ha, the two eldest sisters meet again. It's true that we meet everywhere in life."
The widow was startled, and then she said with a smile: "Brother, it turns out to be you, why are you here?"
Her tone is still relatively kind. After all, in Yamatai, Mad Dog Dragon finally eliminated the boss and saved a lot of women's lives.
But now it seems that Jin Wu and the widow are alone this time, without so many followers. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
