Among the chaotic crowd, a goblin swordsman and a goblin assassin were engaged in a life-and-death struggle.
Zhuo Genbao worked hard to adjust his breathing. The absence of pain did not mean that he had no sense of the five senses. On the contrary, he felt more sensitive.
Of course, it may also be due to the game program.
But no matter what the reason was, Zhuo Genbao enjoyed the pleasure of being able to use his own power to fight and fight unscrupulously.
All the techniques I learned before can be used in the game, and even the method of psychological suggestion to oneself is very effective, as if the attack power has skyrocketed.
His opponent was Burning Chest Hair. In the previous duel, he had stabbed Burning Chest Hair several times in succession, but because Burning Chest Hair was equipped with the best equipment, he was not able to cause any substantial damage to him.
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But it doesn't really matter, because technical players are welcome no matter where they are.
The players gathered around and shouted, cheers.
Of course, this is not a grudge between Zhuogenbao and Burning Chest Hair, but just an ordinary "duel and flag-raising".
The players made an agreement with the "Beast Man NPC Apple" to meet at the east gate of Winterfell at eight in the morning and set out together to take back their home.
With such an exciting task, how could it be possible to arrive on time at eight o'clock?
At six o'clock in the morning, players had already begun to appear nearby, chatting and waiting.
As time goes by, the number of players increases...
"Selling Winterfell T1 level standard equipment! There are also various green, blue, and purple equipment. If you want to order, please contact me now!"
"Collect magic stones! Collect magic stones in RMB! As many as you want!"
"Have you created a team to take me as a single person? I want to do this task, but I don't have any friends!"
"The fifth group of the Dragon Guild has started recruiting people! Only thirty people can be added to each group! If you want to participate in the Apple mission, hurry up! Join the group first. You will be given equipment, magic stones, and a monthly salary of RMB! The president is a rich man.
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"Come and put the flag, does anyone put the flag? One hundred game coins per round!"
"We sell exquisite dried salted fish, shimmering enhancement and defense, bloody chrysanthemum tea, the same style as Lao Xia, and goblin tuxedos, they are all for sale! If you want to buy, come here quickly!"
Slogans like this kept coming one after another.
And the time is only seven o'clock in the morning.
Xiao Wanzi squinted his eyes and yawned. His assistant Cherry shouted, and he still hasn't woken up yet.
The reason why Cherry called him was also very simple. A group of guys with green heads gathered in large numbers at the east gate.
How big is it? Thousands of people.
Maruko became energetic at that time. What does this mean? The Eternal Kingdom Dungeon is going to attack Winterfell? Impossible. Logically speaking, the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon and Winterfell should be the best honeymoon for diplomatic relations.
Period, some time ago, Sherlock led his people to save Winterfell in danger. There was no way he could come over and attack Winterfell in the blink of an eye.
No matter what, Xiao Wanzi got up immediately and followed the security team to the scene.
Then I saw the scene in front of me.
The players dance, sing, buy and sell things, and fight.
"I have been an intern for two and a half years..."
There were also people who were smiling playfully and making weird moves to provoke the security guards. They were arrested on the spot without even being tried, and they were hanged in a hurry.
The guys with green characters on the side didn't even mean to save him, and they were still clapping and cheering.
Xiaowanzi was also convinced.
After being convinced, he was convinced, but it was still not possible to ignore so many people. Xiaowanzi soon learned the reason why they gathered here after asking many questions.
A group of beastmen from the countryside came here to seek help because their hometown was occupied by ogres, and they were the great saviors who helped the group of beastmen.
Okay, we don't object to you doing good deeds, but blocking our city gate in the early morning is a bit unacceptable. Not only did you block the city, you also gathered people to duel, chat, and buy and sell!
However, because they are people from the underground city of the Eternal Kingdom, Xiaowanzi can't control them, and he doesn't dare to control them. As long as they don't cause trouble in Winterfell, that will be fine.
Not long after Xiao Wanzi arrived at the scene, he met the beastman villagers who came over, led by Apple.
Apple was also stunned when he saw this scene. He originally meant that there would be one or two hundred people to help him, but so many people came in the blink of an eye. It was already thousands of people, right?
Apple's eyes were filled with tears of emotion, her hometown was saved!
He thought so.
Inside the Lord's Hall of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon.
"Oh, why are you such a bad guy? You're dead again. They say you should hide like this, hide like this. Don't be greedy when using that big skill."
"Drink the medicine! Hurry up and get the medicine bottle!"
"Magic, try putting magic here."
"Knives, stop forging, they are all in danger!"
"No, I can't stand it anymore."
Sherlock threw aside the wolf with the word "vegetable" on the screen, stood up, grabbed the dog's wings, opened the door and threw it out.
But just when Goudan had just escaped, Sherlock discovered a strange phenomenon, that is, there was no one in his Eternal Kingdom dungeon.
To be precise, there are a lot fewer people.
No matter what time it was in the past, there were always many people bustling outside the Lord's Hall, either coming back from doing missions to repair their equipment, or coming to resurrect their companions, or coming to exchange items, or simply setting up flags here to duel.
, buy and sell items, form a team and guild to collect people.
Wait, wait, but I have never seen so few people.
"What time is it now?" Sherlock asked subconsciously.
"It's half past eight." Goudan, who was thrown to the ground, replied, but Goudan was stunned for a while and asked strangely:
"Why didn't anyone come and take me to take a bath?"
Eight-thirty? At eight-thirty, it should have started to go online one after another. Why are there still so few people?
Sherlock frowned strangely, but Blue had dutifully answered Sherlock's question at this time:
"Lord Sherlock, because all the players have gone on missions!"
"What mission? Did you add it to them?"
"No, the adventurer missions released by the beastmen yesterday, they developed the plot themselves."
Blue said this.
"A plot developed by yourself? You mean, those players all went to follow the beastman named Apple to save their homeland."
Sherlock frowned, thought for a moment, and returned:
"Forget it, let me clear the level first and then talk."