Brother Chun put his hands behind his head, lying on a big tree, looking at the moon above his head, thinking.
Hundreds of thousands or maybe millions of people were watching his live broadcast, but he had no time to pay attention and just lay there, as if asleep.
In the past, Brother Chun would make all kinds of jokes at times like this, trying to find ways to interact with fans whom he never met in person, so as to prevent the atmosphere of the live broadcast from being so boring. Sometimes he would also deliberately make some explosions for the sake of the live broadcast effect.
Click to satisfy the curiosity of cloud players.
Yun Wan, Yun Wan, is nothing more than immersing himself in his vision, as if he were playing a game.
But now, he no longer cares about these, or in other words, he has forgotten the fact that he is still a cloud game anchor.
When did it start?
He thought in his mind.
This damn war.
The compactness of the outbreak was completely different from what was imagined beforehand. It was also much different from the bloody battle that took place in the abyss, and was more like a real battlefield.
Not bad, true.
In my mind, the scene of the great retreat reappeared.
The city gates are open everywhere, and there are fleeing system native NPCs, headless players and tourist militias everywhere. The bustling flow of people stretches to the end of the world.
On the front line, as the backbone of the players, they were given strict orders by the NPC. In order to cover this strategic retreat, they must hold back the enemy.
This delay lasted seven days.
He has hardly been offline in the past seven days. There was an organization at the beginning, but it was quickly disbanded.
There is no other way. The rapid retreat from the safety zone of the resurrection point will greatly reduce the time and speed of the player's support. Otherwise, the frontal battlefield will have to persist for a while, and it will not retreat so early.
Thinking back on what happened in the past seven days, pursuit, escape, counter-pursuit, escape again... I feel like I haven't slept a wink.
It was also from this time that he truly understood the power of indigenous professionals.
Extraordinary, extraordinary, the enemy is worthy of such a title. In contrast, players are only successful because of the system, profession, level, equipment, combat power, etc., which are not as important as these two simple words - extraordinary.
Extraordinary is the abbreviation of the first-level profession. In the system, it represents low-level, new and entry-level professions, but in the real indigenous world, it has unimaginable gold content.
Now Brother Chun knows that the power represented by these two words cannot be measured by combat power, level, or equipment. He emphasizes more on the literal meaning.
Extraordinary one!
A warrior who transcends the mundane and sublimates.
Most players cannot bear this description, whether they are Ling Jue or Jing Shi, so they will be defeated or even crushed even if they are at the same level or even better than their opponents on paper.
There is also the most important quality - character.
The opponent seems to be born specifically for fighting. When he should be cunning, he will confuse you. When he should be tough, he will waste even a second on irrelevant things. They are cold, as if they were born for fighting.
They are living killing machines, and they are very 'enthusiastic' and understand strategies. Many captured players later talked about peace, harmonious coexistence and so on...
hehe!
The world is becoming more and more real.
What is real is not a realistic environment, breathtaking scenery, or various perceptions that are the same as offline, but... immersion!
This word is most commonly used by new tourists. Now even players like him have unknowingly integrated into the world plot. They no longer regard it as a game, but as a real Second Life experience.
The changes in him and the players have taken place step by step, especially in the past seven days...
Just when I thought of this, two slight knocking sounds came from the team channel. Brother Chun, who was in a relaxed state one second, disappeared from his original position and appeared in the middle of the dense tree canopy the next second.
Peel back the dense branches and leaves, and look in the warning direction with the bright moonlight.
In order to avoid the enemy's miraculous combat intuition, he narrowed his eyes to a slit and vaguely saw a group of enemy elite militia entering the jungle in combat formation. A pet shaped like a hound was led by the light infantry leader.
Keep sniffing something.
"Goo!"
Brother Chun imitated the call of the night vulture very vividly. The message he wanted to convey was that no professional among the enemies was found.
He licked his lips excitedly. It would not be difficult to eat this elite militia team, but the captain would need to weigh it before issuing an order.
After a while, another rhythmic tapping sound came from the team channel. This was a code to prevent the voice from being monitored by some mysterious force.
These are details, common sense learned at great cost, and the system will not teach them.
The action plan was approved by the captain, and the battle began quickly.
It shouldn't be called a battle, it should be a one-sided massacre.
As a thief, Brother Chun was naturally the first to rush.
He appeared silently in the middle of this group of humanoid monsters, and attached himself to the most threatening crossbow soldier. He lightly touched his neck with the dagger, bringing this fresh life with him.
The crossbowman didn't even react. He touched his neck in confusion and saw blood on his hand.
Ho ho...
Before other humanoids found out, Brother Chun had cut the throats of three people. When the enemy shouted a shrill battle alarm, a fireball dropped from the sky and exploded above their heads.
The battle ended within half a minute. From the beginning to the end, the humanoid monsters did not see what an enemy looked like. The last shield bearer suffered a nervous breakdown, threw away his shield, and leaned against a big tree while mumbling and raising the holy symbol of the evil god.
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"Keep one alive!"
The captain sent this message. Brother Chun appeared at the massacre scene alone, casually remodeled the corpse, and walked up to the militiaman who was still a child.
"devil!"
Brother Chun understands this word. It appears very frequently on the battlefield for a long time, and everyone knows what it roughly means.
Looking at this humanoid monster that still looked like a child, Brother Chun hesitated. The moment he was distracted, the half-grown child suddenly disappeared.
Brother Chun's reaction time was less than half a second, but it was still too late. He only had time to use his agility of 68 to get out of the way of the vital point.
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127!
The severe pain was accompanied by the paralysis that caused the attributes to drop wildly. During the roll, Brother Chun became invisible, drank a mouthful of antidote, and got into the dense bushes.
Then an almost transparent shadow jumped in under the moonlight.
It's a ghost.
Before the ghost possessed him and fought for control of his body, Brother Chun activated the soul protection effect on the ring. The ghost wailed silently and ejected back at a faster speed.
But it also exposed his position.
With almost no time to think, Brother Chun swung his dagger back, and with a sound of "Clang!", another lazy donkey rolled out of the bushes in embarrassment.
The luster on the ring flashed for the second time, and the cooldown time of the skill was cleared. During the roll, Brother Chun's figure disappeared, and the air returned to calm after squirming a few times.
Then there was deathly silence.
The bright moon shone unconsciously, and the scene was almost frozen. However, several dull explosions sounded outside the scene. The short fighting stopped within half a minute, and the entire jungle fell into deathly silence.
The insects stopped singing, the birds disappeared, and even the breeze stopped blowing...
Two hours later.
Brother Chun didn't dare to move, and he didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He couldn't feel the enemy's position, but he knew that the opponent must be nearby.
The opponent is waiting, waiting for him to reveal his flaw, and then launches a thunderous strike.
The injury he suffered just now was no longer felt after the system repaired it, but the paralysis effect of the toxin was not completely removed, and the negative status still existed, so he did not dare to expose himself first.
He thought silently in his mind and called up the team list. The portraits of three of the five teammates had dimmed, indicating that they had died and were resurrected in a safe zone far away, and were no longer within the team's effective range.
There is more than one enemy, and there is a high probability that they are a capable hunting and killing team. Such a team must have scouts like Thieves, but among the natives, extraordinary people like Thieves are called "night walkers".
Haha, Night Walker sounds more cool than Thief.
Whether they are night walkers or thieves, they are all talking about a type of extraordinary person. There is not much difference between those inside and outside the system. Skills that are not used in the system are learned through experience, level, skill books and equipment. Night walkers outside the system
, skills or talents are learned by indigenous extraordinary people in battle.
Almost everyone has their own special skills.
Of course, there are many skills in the system, so many that no one can name them all, but each player's skill slot is limited, and the expensive skill book price further limits the spread of skills that are not popular and have great use in special occasions, so
, most players’ skills pursue destructiveness, lethality, timeliness, etc. Unlike professionals outside the system, their skills or talents may not be as good as players in these aspects, but in some special environments and specific occasions,
Often have great power.
Coupled with their experience and temperament, it is foreseeable that the players will suffer.
Such as the current situation.
Brother Chun didn't move because he lacked the means to find the enemy. Time passed quietly, and the longer he delayed, the worse it would be for him.
He was sure that his opponent had not left, but was nearby. What was terrible was that he could not find his opponent from the surrounding environment.
Can't wait any longer!
Taking a deep breath, Brother Chun flipped his wrist suddenly, and a scroll appeared in his hand. Almost at the same time, he felt a slight fluctuation in the air behind him, and the muscles on the back of his neck felt cold.
The sharp blade is already close at hand.
Fast, too fast.
He only had time to tear open the scroll. Fortunately, it was a simple scroll that would be effective if it was torn apart. Suddenly, a ball of hot, fire-like white light exploded out in all directions, pushing him and Lian Lian into contact with each other.
The knife blade on his neck flew away far away.
In mid-air, Brother Chun endured the severe pain, put a blouse on his body that was good for disguise, and then released an [Illusion Puppet] to take his place. He himself fell like a shot put, so he let out two
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
With good luck, the opponent obviously pounced on the [Illusion Puppet]. Brother Chun's figure flashed and completely blended into the jungle under the moonlight, disappearing without a trace.
Feeling that he was getting rid of the discomfort of "being sharp at the back", Brother Chun hid in a hole and let out a long sigh of relief. Until now, he still couldn't see clearly what his opponent looked like, whether he was a boy or a girl.
Forget about large-scale head-on battlefield confrontations. This kind of small team and confrontation under special circumstances will cause countless players to suffer losses. The original arrogance towards humanoid monsters has long disappeared. Now, no matter how high the player is, he is still like him.
Such middle- and upper-class people all look down upon them.
It can be said that it was only now that Brother Chun realized the essence of the thief profession.
It's not about equipment, it's not about level, even combat effectiveness doesn't mean much, it's about perception, it's about discovering their skills and experience before your opponents!
The latter is often the most difficult.
But fortunately, players can grow while falling. Compared to a week ago, Brother Chun is much more mature. In the situation just now, it would have definitely failed a week ago, so there is no follow-up now.
After being targeted by a hunting team of indigenous professionals and separated from his teammates, Brother Chun was in a very bad situation. He had not been offline for who knows how long.
After resting for half an hour, waiting for the toxins and negative conditions in his body to be completely eliminated and his health points to be full, he took out simple food, endured the cold and hard dry mouth, and ate it nonchalantly.
Naturally, I also forgot that I was still a cloud play anchor, and there were countless people accompanying me to experience the same thing.
"It was so, so, so nervous. I almost lost my breath just now."
"Brother Chun is mighty, Brother Chun is awesome!"
"It's so amazing. I said humanoid monsters. How can someone be so powerful? It doesn't even feel like a human being."
"I am an extraordinary person. Do you understand extraordinary people?"
"It's a first-level profession..."
"Haha, don't be ridiculous. How can a first-level profession in the system be compared with others? They are truly extraordinary, extraordinary!"
"It's otherworldly. Forgive me for not understanding its gold content."
"It's so exciting. You can't do it if you have a heart attack."
"Brother Chun, what will you do next? Can you escape?"
"Brother Chun is going offline. It's been four days. Can your body hold up in real life? Don't die suddenly."
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Brother Chun naturally couldn't see these barrages, and even if he saw them, nothing would change. He gnawed on the cold and hard food and didn't think about other things at all, as if the big things were not as important as filling his stomach.
He doesn't know when Total War World will end, maybe not at all, maybe until one side wins?
He knows, he understands, and he accepts it calmly and adapts quickly. He feels that this kind of life is very good and just and natural, and he doesn't have other messy thoughts.
Those who cannot do this have already fled to the rear. Those who are still on the front line at this time are all elites among the elite.
Maybe the standards for high-level play will change in the future.
Equipment, level, and combat power are still the mainstream, but we don't just look at these things. A strength should not be based on these data, but should refer to multiple aspects.
For example, more immersion?
Immerse yourself!
Yes, immersion is a prerequisite. With the mentality of playing games, you can always only be a warrior based on statistics, but cannot grow into a true transcendent.
After waiting for Tian Liang in the cave, Brother Chun, who was in full condition, crawled out of his hiding place like a ghost.
What follows is a game between hunter and prey. Of course, their roles are not constant. When the hunter shows his flaws, he becomes the prey, and vice versa.
