Restart the main god game

Chapter 808
Jumping off a building is a matter of judging people. For those who don't want to die, they just want people to know how miserable they are, and for those who want to die, they want to make their death more lively.

But players are different, they just simply find it fun.

Although the reward for eating chicken is 10 luck coins, non-chiefs are self-aware, they are here to increase the difficulty of winning, it is better to make it hard.

Not to mention that for high-level players, they have no shortage of luck coins, the only thing they lack is plot points.

However, the acquisition of plot points requires a one-time copy of the Raiders. If you are lucky, you can complete it in one day, but if you are unlucky, you can't get it done in a month.

Players protested against this very much. After all, they can only stay in a one-time copy for a month, so the Chicken Battlefield came into being.

For this reason, they are very proud, and feel that they have defeated the official website for the first time.

Of course, they didn't know that it was Zhang Chen's decision.

Surprised to hear that there are NPCs in "Asura City Battle Royale", the players were surprised at first, and then delighted. Could there be a hidden mission?
So the players turned around one after another, and then rushed into the ghost, trying to follow Luo Puyin's way of fighting to find the beautiful young lady.

The protective circle was set by Zhang Chen at the discretion of the Red Queen, which can expel ghosts to a certain extent, once an hour, which seems quite complicated, but to the Red Queen, it is just a procedure.

Therefore, it is not unusual for players to run out. Anyway, they will soon find out that killing NPCs will not give you Luck Coins, and there will be no missions.

Of course, Xiaoqing must not be killed, don't ask, it means she is Xiaoqing.

There are still quite a lot of people in Shura City. As the old saying goes, the world is so big, there must be a lot of people who died, not to mention the people who started to cross the timeline and died.

Of course, compared to the entire White Snake World, the number of people who died in Shura City has to be reduced again and again. After all, these are guys who refused to die because of their obsession. Most people have already gone to reincarnation.

Some players found that these NPCs were useless after contacting the people in Shura City, and they didn't even issue tasks, they were simply background boards.

In desperation, they can only ride on wheelchairs honestly, and continue to compete with other players for the position of the number one disabled in the world.

It’s not a nonsense to say this, after all, without superpowers, don’t even think about self-healing. Most of the No.1 players are short of arms and legs, which is very realistic.

Therefore, wheelchairs have become the standard equipment for players. It doesn’t matter if you have fewer arms or fewer legs. With unlimited physical strength, the speed is comparable to that of a car. What is more convenient than this prop?

A car is good, but in Shura City, there is no gas!

The time is only one hour, and there is no time to stab each other. How can there be time to find gasoline, not to mention how depressed you will be if you find it after a lot of hard work and are killed by someone?
Some players couldn’t find a wheelchair, but in order to join the army of sand sculptures, ah, no, among the army of fashion, they used local materials, removed the car seats and tires, assembled them into wheelchairs, and then put gears on their own wheelchairs. Hit anyone with a board.

When the other players saw it, it was not bad, so they activated their manual abilities one after another, and various armored vehicles came into being. The reliable ones used the doors to block the surroundings, and the unreliable ones used teammates, which not only had high defense, but also And they can fight back at any time. The only problem is that the consumption of teammates is a bit high, and...so many people squeeze a wheelchair, which is a bit expensive.

The sand sculpture players had a lot of fun, and the people in Asura City were dumbfounded. Many players were lucky enough to escape from the ghost circle and reached a material transaction with some people. After all, for players, food is of no use at all.

There were even players who directly switched to guns, then ran back to the battlefield and sold them to players who hadn't been eliminated for [-] luck coins.

And after this period of time when the players kept fighting, the people in Shura City also noticed the players' immortality, so the two forces of the bull head horse face and the Rakshasa Gate sent their younger brothers to arrest the players, but they found that this group of people It will disappear without a trace within an hour.

This aroused the eyes of the forces in Shura City even more. The two big forces temporarily quelled the struggle and arrested the players together, trying to get the secret of escaping from Shura City from them?

"Escape, why do you want to escape?"

"Studying in Luocheng feels like going home. I go home every year, and I don't go back on the night of New Year's Eve. If something happens at home, I go back and see how it is. The feeling in Shura City is better than home. It feels so much better inside!"

"It's boring to be alone at home. I don't have any friends. I play with girlfriends. After entering Shura City, everyone is talented and speaks nicely. I really like being there."

As the senior of Guevara, Heipi came out with famous words, and the people in Shura City were dumbfounded when he heard them.

I thought I could run out to exchange some guns, but this group of NPCs turned their backs directly, with no spirit of contract at all.

Snapped!
"Don't be glib!"

The third sister of Rakshamen slapped Hei Pi directly, and snorted coldly.

Heipi's originally laughing face immediately turned gloomy. To the player, killing or being killed is nothing, and being tortured is nothing more than adjusting the pain, but hitting the face hurts self-esteem.

"You should know that we are immortal. Are you not afraid of retaliation if you treat us like this?"

"Retaliation, according to my observation, you seem to have been hunted down by those ghost monsters, even if you are resurrected from the dead, they still follow closely."

Inside the Rakshamen base camp, a greasy middle-aged man embraced the eldest sister of the Rakshamen with his left hand, and groped for a gourd with his right hand. He was the head of the Rakshamen, Sima Guan.

"Tch, don't pretend to be ugly, it will only make people feel greasy."

There is a saying that there is no harm if there is no comparison. I have seen the temperament of the middle-aged uncle Lan Ran, and the comparison between Sima Guanren and him is like heaven and earth.

Snapped!
Another slap fell on Heipi's face.

"You wait, wait for me to come back, and I will let you know what will happen to the angered players."

Heipi's eyes were blazing, but he knew that he was arrested now, whether he had extraordinary strength or not, so he could only suffer humiliation if he kept his mouth shut.Simply go offline, prepare to go online again after an hour, and enter another copy.

Being idle and bored, he was going to post on the official website, accusing the dog of plotting to insult the player's personality, but he was surprised to find that many players were already complaining.

This is a very natural thing. For the people of Shura City, escaping from this city is the top priority, and the rest can be ignored, so arresting players is a must.

So Heipi had an idea, and began to urge the players to give this group of NPCs a hard time, to let them know how terrible the players are.

As soon as this post was posted, there were countless responses, and some players with big brains said that it is absolutely possible to divide 10 Luck Coins equally among 100 people, and one thousand per person is not bad.

As a result, a vigorous revenge action is about to sweep, and the Rakshamen and the Niutau Gang look at the sleeping players in a daze, completely unaware of why this group of people became vegetative.

(End of this chapter)