These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 31: He is so old, will he buy weapons?

7 p.m.

After seeing several people die, I logged off and had a meal on the bustling University Street. Suddenly, I found that a friend from the game group in the "Sword Forging Competition" had sent me a message:

"You actually lied to me. You weren't dead at all."

"Who lied to you? It's so boring." I felt speechless, as if I was dizzy. These words were simply incomprehensible.

Why am I not dead?
The four of us brothers will live and die together, okay?
They died in neat rows, with their bodies all placed together.

"You were obviously pretending to be dead, yet you came back looking pitiful. I opened the door for you, and you're still pretending to be stupid?" The other party was very angry and sent several angry emoticons.

?

Will you open the door for me?
You opened the gate of hell, right?

Neuropathy!
I feel like we are not on the same channel. He just went offline! What do you mean I am still chatting with him?
You are telling a horror story, is it possible that the person you are chatting with is a ghost? ?

I didn't bother to answer him, so I closed the dialog box and opened another friend's chat box:
"Boss, I sent you the map information around the Sword Forging Villa. Have you sorted it out?"

While mining, the four of them found several special translucent crystals. They melted and polished them in a blacksmith's shop to make lenses, and thus artificially made a crude telescope.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to build defense towers, the four of them went to each player's defense tower and climbed up to look out into the distance.

Keep taking pictures of the scenery and topographic maps below the mountain and in the distance.

I hope to make a 3D map that covers the environment around the villa.

The other party replied:

"The information in the various pictures is quite sufficient. After all, your villa is the highest peak. According to calculations, it is more than 4,700 meters high. All other mountains are small from a glance. The hundreds of mountains nearby are not as high as yours, so the pictures you took are quite complete."

This guy works for a map navigation company. He can make a hologram from these multi-angle pictures.

The other party said: "I just found that the terrain sorted by the software feels a bit strange."

Yan Hua was a little surprised: "Strange? What happened?"

"There seems to be a circle of villages at the foot of the villa, with people living there, but I only captured the corners of some buildings, so it's not very clear, mainly because the woods are too dense."

"But, I seem to see some lanterns, the streets are busy, people are setting up stalls? It seems like they are preparing for the festival? It's a bit like the New Year's market."

Is there a village under the Sword-Forging Villa?

I feel this information is crucial.

No wonder the old steward passed away. It seemed that after retirement, he lived at the foot of the mountain, reunited with his wife and children, enjoyed life happily, and went to the market to participate in festival activities?
But they couldn't get out as they were isolated by the maze.

All the excitement is theirs, we have nothing.

But maybe after this Crow Plague copy, you can try to light a rocket, shoot it into the distance, and set the mountain on fire.

After burning the mountainside and foot, the view suddenly became wider and we could see down the mountain.

Since it is the New Year, I believe it is a good idea to light a fire to bring good luck to the coming year and celebrate.

Of course, this is just a hypothesis.

The map in the distance is most likely just a false scene, used as a background wall and does not exist.

The other party continued:
"The second is the map of the entire villa. Well, it's better to say that the topographic map of the entire game is very strange."

"The nearby mountainous terrain looks like a keyboard, with the keycaps being mountain peaks, arranged in a crooked "田" shape, not very neat."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized after a while: "You mean the terrain is too regular, there are traces of human intervention?"

The other person said, "Well, it's a bit like someone combing it horizontally and vertically, forming a field-shaped mountain peak?"

"Human? How big of a person is this? Why don't you say that Zhu Bajie used a nine-toothed rake to pull him out?"

Yan Hua complained: "Yes, yes, yes, the giant god Zhu Bajie is just farming in Gao Laozhuang. We little blacksmiths are just little pests in Gao Laozhuang's fields, affecting his farming and making money and marrying Gao Cuilan."

Although he was somewhat surprised that the mountains were man-made, as a modern man how could he be surprised?

The main goal is to be knowledgeable!
You will know it if you read a lot of novels.

When these powerful men fight, they can easily break mountains and fill up the oceans.

So many years have passed, the original landform must have disappeared long ago. Someone came to clean up the area and rebuilt the terrain for mortals to live in. Isn't that normal?
I can only say that the mortals in this high-energy world are really miserable!

It can even be said that this kind of "artificial terrain" is an inevitable result of the historical development. As time goes by, there will always be strong people fighting in every place, right?

This is certainly the case as place after place is reshaped.

Thinking of this, Yan Hua felt a little happy in his heart.

I can finally come up with some useful information. I can post guides using the 3D topographic maps to attract attention and earn traffic.

The other party said: "Actually, I have another guess about the terrain. People don't use a comb to wash the ground." Hua Hua was a little happy. Could it be that the boss has better intelligence information: "If they don't use a comb to wash the ground? Then what do they use to wash it? Water?"

The other party said: "It looks like palm prints."

Yan Hua was silent for a moment.

The other party sent a video.

There was extremely fine flour on the table.

The man suddenly pressed down one palm horizontally, and then pressed down the other palm vertically. The intertwined palm lines printed out delicate and fine micron-sized raised peaks and main rivers on the flour.

“It’s like this kind of terrain.”

The other party typed a line of words: "Like observing the lines on your palm, the lines on your palm reveal towering mountains and wide rivers."

He was stunned, his head buzzing: "It's so big, how can our blacksmith shop sell weapons to him?"

other side:"."

This kind of person is crazy!
Are you, who live in a place where mountains are formed between the palm lines, so arrogant?

Imagine this scene: a bacterium holds up a flagellum and asks humans whether they want to buy it?

Humph, blacksmith, you have successfully aroused my interest.

Do you think that person would say that? She is not the domineering boss’s little wife.

I was so careless that I really didn't care:
"Don't worry, there is a magical power called Dharmadhatu. Are the moves of Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen strange? There is a move called Tathagata Palm, which is not strange, right?"

"In the world of immortal heroes, if they don't have these tricks to clean up the mess for mortals, then they are only worthy of being called martial heroes! After the greats fight, are those court officials supposed to carry mops to wipe up the blood? Is that reasonable?"

After dinner, Ning Zheng returned to her room, took off her shoes and lay on the bed, holding a frog and concentrating intently.

Take a needle and poke it.

One shot.

two stitches.

Ten stitches.

A small Ning Zheng, the size of a fingernail, suddenly appeared next to the frog.

After the frog was parasitized and split, it suddenly became much weaker.

“It’s still unstable.”

He sighed.

Inspired by the war during the day, he began to try to develop a spell belonging to his own spiritual root system: Shadow Parasitism.

The principle of the technique is:

A clone is parasitized and hides in the opponent's body. When it is about to dissipate, it secretly hits the opponent ten times, and then a new clone appears to replace itself and continues to secretly parasitize the opponent.

The cycle continues to achieve a perpetual state of parasitism!
This spell requires extremely high precision in one's own strength.

The ten attacks had to be very light, controlling the amount of toxin injected to form a micro-parasite of the right size so that it could hide in the opponent's body.

Even so.

The other party's spiritual consciousness is constantly being sown and divided, and he will continue to be mentally depressed.

It's like having a virus.

This is indeed poison.

Ning Zheng is mentally poisoned, ambushing and absorbing the host like a virus, spreading, and eventually sweeping everywhere.

"This trick of permanent parasitism, even if it succeeds, the host body cannot be too weak."

Ning Zheng pondered, "If the mother body is too weak, I will only split it with the lowest energy consumption to maintain it. The opponent's spirit will not be able to bear it and will slowly die of mental exhaustion. The soul will be drained alive by me!"

This move is of little use in a frontal battle.

But it’s very functional!
For example, protection.

One of them parasitizes on Ning Jiaojiao's body and continuously absorbs her spiritual energy. However, if it encounters danger, its clone will attack and begin to reproduce crazily to help Ning Jiaojiao fight.

At the same time, you can also leave hidden attacks on other people.

For example, you can come into contact with an enemy, chat with him, secretly plant poison, and then let it explode when you return home.

He would use this to launch a sneak attack, kill the people around him, and cause a toxin outbreak. Clones would appear and madly infect the surroundings, sweeping across the place where he was.

(End of this chapter)