In his eyes, he suspected that Mr. Lang was the planner's own daughter, and this equipment was just placed here.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? There was a giant sword just after I finished speaking.
And judging from the color, the properties are probably extraordinary.
"The Great Sword of Blood"
"Grade:E"
"Attack: Physical damage 30~60"
"Attack speed 15%"
"Characteristics"
"Bloodstained: This weapon attack has a 20% chance of blinding the target"
"Blood Evil: This weapon adds evil energy to each attack. After stacking 5 times, the target will lose 10% of its maximum health. It can only be used once against the same target."
"Introduction: A weapon that once belonged to a bugbear"
"How to say?"
Mr. Lang raised his head proudly and stepped forward to pick up the giant sword of blood.
Hey, throw away the giant bone blade, don’t want it.
There was nothing she could do, she was wearing a fine iron breastplate, which was itself a load bearer, and she had no hands to hold the giant bone blade.
Is it possible that she has a giant sword in each hand? Sorry, her power is not that great.
"Good guy, I call you good guy."
Lin Bei shook his head, "Let the planner know when you can and give me the best equipment."
"Hmph, I can talk."
Mr. Lang couldn't put it down and stroked the giant sword.
The two soon arrived at the depths of the subway station and saw the shabby subway and the smell of decay.
At first glance, it doesn’t seem like much.
But Lin Bei was unwilling to give in. He didn't believe that this aberration's lair didn't even have tattered equipment?
Even Mr. Lang can pick up a giant sword.
The results turned out to be true.
But Master Lang made another discovery, she shouted: "Look, is this a dark energy crystal?"
In the small room at the ticket gate of the subway station, scattered dark energy crystals are scattered on the ground.
The big one is as big as a thumb, and the small one is about the same size as a mung bean.
It is the unique dim color and the angular crystal shape that distinguishes it.
A total of seven dark energy crystals.
"What the hell, are you really not from Spark Company?"
Lin Bei was speechless and gave five crystals to Lang Ye, "This can be used as energy for my own clones, and can also complete the energy collection task."
"Oh, okay."
Mr. Lang put the crystal away, and then his eyes lit up.
On the ground not far away, there are some tattered leather equipment piled up, which look quite durable.
I guess the aberrations made it themselves to replace it.
"Take it away?"
"Take it away!"
Although they are all whiteboards, we adhere to the principle that thieves will not steal anything, so we take away everything we see.
When the time comes, everyone will have a set of armor. Isn’t this comfortable?
"There are so many of these things, how can I get them all?"
Mr. Lang frowned slightly.
"Let's transport it outside first. The tens of millions of family assets should be revived soon, waiting for him to come over."
Lin Bei sighed, "This game doesn't have a communication device. It would be nice to have a communication channel."
In this way, they can have tricycles come over to pull resources at any time.
If I had known earlier, I would have brought the tricycle with me when I came here.
"Move first, move far away, lest the freaks come back suddenly."
Lin Bei and Lang Ye worked hard to carry protective gear, broken electronic components, and unknown pieces of meat.
Move everything you see.
"Phew, I'm resurrected again!"
Millions of family members came out of the cloning cabin humming a tune.
It doesn't matter if the number of resurrections is reduced by one, as long as you get the limited title.
As soon as he walked out of the wooden house, he saw Luo Chen and immediately came forward respectfully, "Lord Forerunner, my mission has been successfully completed!"
"Well done!"
Luo Chen nodded affirmatively, and then said: "Sword Master Lin Bei and Lang Ye are carrying supplies from the Abnormal Camp. You and your bare-handed Gundam, big head and small head, ride a tricycle to assist them."
"Understood!"
Qian Qian Family Property said respectfully.
After the mission rewards were issued, his dashboard was given the title of ‘The Forerunner’s Confidant’.
Glory and pride arose spontaneously in his heart at this moment.
In such a real world, the satisfaction of achievement is also so fulfilling.
He turned around and left. Unexpectedly, Lin Bei was quite smart and knew how to steal homes.
If it were him, he would definitely steal a house first, and then go to the battlefield to see if he could pick up some corpses.
"Oh, you have a fortune of tens of millions, and you are resurrected. I didn't expect you to be the first one to die here."
Big Tou Xiao Tou said with a cheerful smile.
"Yes, the combat profession is indeed dangerous."
Rubbing Gundam with bare hands is carrying iron ore from a small cart.
These iron ores must be sent to the decomposition bin, which can be decomposed into usable resources.
Lord Forerunner allowed them to keep a few for their own use.
"Look at my properties panel!"
I don’t even bother to explain to them even if I have tens of millions of assets.
"Look, it's nothing special, just one more line."
"This is a limited title." Qian Qian's family is particularly proud.
"Oh, I understand. How about you come and help with the iron ore? After moving, we will go support Lin Bei and the others."
Life players don’t know the meaning of the title.
The millionaire shook his head and stepped forward to help.
Soon, the cart was emptied, and the three of them got on the tricycle, pushed the cart, and rushed towards the mutant camp.
On the other side, Lin Bei and Lang Ye have moved all their things to the shop outside the subway station.
This is also where they just hid.
"Wait a minute. I see on the map that they are almost here."
Lin Bei and Lang Ye sat there, waiting for their teammates to arrive.
They must have brought tricycles and carts.
But even if you have these two, you can't finish it once, you have to do it twice.
Soon, the five people met outside the shop.
"Look at my panel!"
Ten Million Family Wealth couldn’t wait to say.
"Oh, I got it."
Lin Bei nodded and indicated that he would read it.
"Ask me what it feels like to die."
Mr. Lang asked curiously: "You are the first of our players to die. Does it hurt? Have you suffered any psychological trauma?"
"..."
With tens of millions of assets, I really want to say, why is there no one to praise me for the title I worked so hard to get?
Why do you always focus on yourself as the first person to die?
It was just a question from Lang Mei. He smiled and said, "It's okay. As long as you log off before you die, you won't feel anything at all."
"I see, this is a smart idea."
Sword Master Lin Bei nodded suddenly, and then said to Big Head and Little Head: "Gundam, Big Head and Little Head, I'll leave you with the transportation. Let's go to the battlefield and see if we can pick up some corpses."
A trolley and a tricycle can accommodate just two people.
"Don't worry, go ahead!"
He rubbed it with his bare hands and gave a thumbs up, indicating that there was no problem for both of them.
"Let's go, hurry up!"
Sword Saint Lin Bei and Lang Mei rushed towards the west.
"Alas..."
Ten Thousands of Family Wealth sighed helplessly, followed closely.
Gargoyle Community.
On the top of the edge building, several gargoyles responsible for sentry began to activate, and their bodies moved slowly.
They vibrated their wings, looked at the many aberrations rushing out of the streets and alleys, and jumped out of the windows of the floors, and let out a warning cry.
"Boss Obsidian, the mutants are coming!"
"Kill me, brothers!"
The dark energy crystal on the chest of the mutant leader glows, knocking away the alarming gargoyle.
He angrily floated in the air and rushed towards the gargoyle community.