69novels Chapter 171 Copy 8 10
Chapter 171 Copy 8 10
A group of players gathered together, with neat movements and clear division of labor.
Those who make fire, put on airs, process ingredients, and prepare seasonings, ran to the high-altitude runway to see if there is anything that can be used.
They were beaming and smiling, put the skewered meat on the rack, smelled the tantalizing fragrance, and recited the ancient prose.
"There is a fish in Dark North, and its name is Kun!"
"The Kun is so big!"
“It can’t be stewed in one pot!!!”
"It turns into a bird, its name is Peng!"
"Peng is so big!"
“NEED TWO GRILLS!!!”
"Hahahaha..." The happiness of sand sculpture players is so simple.
It turned out that the players dragged the "ingredients" back to the original round platform, and warmly invited other survivors to taste the "food" together.
But not all survivors have a strong heart, most of the survivors chose to continue to accept the test of the high-altitude runway, looking for "gems" that can pass.
For players who are used to climbing the cloud platform and jumping back and forth on the twin platform to die, the high-altitude runway is nothing at all, but for ordinary survivors, it is a battle of willpower and luck. test.
There were monsters chasing after them before, and they didn't have much time to think, so they could only be forced to keep moving forward.
Now that the monster is gone, the attention of the survivors is attracted by the "height", and every step becomes extremely difficult.
They were trembling and cautious, but the aroma of the players' barbecue wafted over, and the survivors who were still alive and did not fall still hadn't found where the gems that passed the level were.
Some of the survivors who hadn't run far were so hooked by the scent that they couldn't hold back, and went back to the round platform by themselves, staying with the players.
The closer you get, the more enticing the scent.
Looking at the ingredients that have been tested golden on the grill, it is hard to imagine what a ferocious monster it was not so long ago.
But no matter how ferocious monster it was before, it has already been skewered and put on the grill, exuding an extremely tempting aroma.
Originally, the survivors doubted whether the monster could be eaten, but now smelling the aroma, they felt that no matter whether they could eat it or not, they had to take a bite.
Really...
So delicious.
Why is it so fragrant.
With a "gudong", the survivor who was closer swallowed his saliva, his eyes were fixed on the golden ingredients on the grill, and he asked the player next to him, "That...is it edible? It smells good. Fragrant!"
Previously, some survivors saw that almost every player was able to take out all kinds of seasonings from their pockets, and felt that it was outrageous.
Who would carry so many seasonings with him, and so many people have brought them.
But smelling such an alluring fragrance at this time, I feel that it is too good to wear.
Without these seasonings, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to smell such an enticing smell.
"Hey," the players who started the barbecue laughed, "I have to wait a little longer."
The survivors sat there obediently, staring at the food for a while, and suddenly someone said, "That... about future career planning..."
The players who were grilling all of a sudden turned their attention to the past.
The survivor who spoke was a little flustered by so many pairs of eyes.
"That..." The players looked at each other, smiled amiably, raised their hands and said, "Come on, sit closer, let's have a good talk!"
So the next period of time passed while the players and the survivors ate and chatted.
The whole process was extremely lively, and there was no silence.
And these survivors are finally willing to listen carefully and attentively to what players say about "future career planning".
Halfway through the meal, the players waved to the other survivors who couldn't bear to come over, and enthusiastically called them to come and eat together.
In this way, the originally thrilling and exciting levels, which may be played in order to find gems, turned into a "future career planning" lecture where everyone got along well and chatted while eating.
The players with the best eloquence are in charge of the lectures, and occasionally other players make supplementary explanations.
They even learned about the game mode of the gods from the senior survivors. When the survivors felt sorry for each other, they used this to further strengthen the promotion of the theme of "future career planning" and told everyone, "It's good to farm!"
"How important it is to have a correct, positive, and beneficial career plan for your future development!"
Everyone talked, listened and ate, and finally nodded together, thinking that what the player said was really very reasonable.
When the food was almost gone, those survivors who finally listened to the player's words with all their heart and thought it made sense took the initiative to hold the player's hand.
"Please let me also become a member of the struggle for the construction of the new world!"
Not only him, but many survivors beside him also nodded.
"In fact, farming is pretty good, it's better than we will fall into this endless cycle in the future."
"And the benefits are so good, much better than my original job. The most important thing is that the house will be allocated in the future..."
"Hey... the life of an adult is not easy!"
This group of survivors who may have been looking at each other with "opponents" before has become poor people who share the same disease.
Seeing that everyone's awareness is so high, the players are also very happy.
After unremitting efforts, they finally persuaded these survivors to sign a contract and work together to build a copy of the world of Gate No. [-].
So the players took out the contracts provided by the "World Will" in the world copy of Gate No. [-] and handed them over to these survivors.
"Completely according to personal wishes, no threats or coercion!"
"Everyone has made up their minds. If you are willing to follow us, you can sign the contract. If you are worried or don't want to, you can also boldly refuse!"
"Our choice is fair and two-way, don't feel forced!"
"And we once again assure everyone that this contract is true and effective! Absolutely no false propaganda!"
"After signing the contract, there is no need to worry if something unexpected happens and you die! You will only come to work for us after you die in the game! Don't worry about leaving your hometown, anyway, helping us work is a matter of death!"
"We provide a free resurrection service here, and you will be resurrected directly at the workplace. Mr. Sa personally guarantees that it will be absolutely effective."
Although they don't know who the Sha always is in the player's mouth, the survivors who understand the meaning of "resurrection" are a little moved.
If what the players say is true...
For them, this contract is equivalent to having a chance to avoid death, and they don't have to be "forced" to "farm" immediately, as long as they don't die, they can continue their previous life.
Of course, the premise is that the players have said so many things, and they are all true words...
If everything is true, then this contract has extraordinary binding force.It is not just a piece of paper, it is a contract with extraordinary power.
With an indescribable feeling of expectation or fear, most of the survivors who were still alive chose to sign the contract.
Just like other survivors who have signed a contract, there are no cool light effects, nor any strange phenomena.
When they handed the thin piece of paper to the player, they felt an indescribable sense of loss in their hearts.
Maybe they really think too much?
This group of people is really just a group of lunatics who are not afraid of death, and even killing monsters is just "good luck"?
This group of lunatics is not as powerful as everyone thinks. From the beginning to the end, everything they did was just crazy?
Although there were such thoughts popping up in my heart, everyone didn't say them out.
They saw the players start to clean up the field, and after packing up everything that needed to be packed, they started to form a team to find the clearing gems.
"Everyone has been looking for it for so long but still haven't found it. I think it's a bit difficult to use ordinary methods." Some players said.
"Then use some special method?"
"I propose blasting! Blasting is an art!" This is obviously playing high in the second level of breaking the wall.
The problem is that other players agree, and even start to think about how to do it.
After hearing that this group of players was going to blow up all the high-altitude runways, and even wanted to climb up the vines that fell from the sky, or go down the stone pillars to look around... The focus has obviously shifted from the "pass gem" to survive Readers, once again began to wonder whether the "farming" that the players said was not the same as what they understood.
Maybe all of them have boarded a pirate ship, and these "lunatics" are not looking for someone to farm at all?
What exactly do they do? !
But just before the players really started to do it, the gem that didn't know where it was hidden floated out by itself.
A very beautiful and clear red gemstone that seemed to be "flowing" inside appeared out of nowhere in mid-air not far from the players, and fell a little bit into the hands of a player.
At the same time, all the people who were still alive heard that somewhat familiar voice again.
Only this time, there was no smile in the voice, and he said a little coldly and rigidly: "Congratulations to the survivors who survived this game, the survivors who survived within ten seconds will be sent a copy, Looking forward to seeing you next time.”
After finishing speaking, everyone saw a huge countdown number appearing in midair.
At the moment when the ten-second countdown ended, the picture in front of everyone's eyes suddenly distorted, and when everything returned to normal, they were already standing in another place.
Those survivors who signed a contract with the players all returned to their own world alive, and they still don't know whether everything the players said is true.
Instead, those survivors who signed contracts with the players in advance, died in the game, and got rid of the gods game, appeared in the same place as the players.
A huge hibiscus tree that seems to be carrying the brilliance, penetrating the sky and the earth, which can only be seen in dreams stands in front of the eyes, and the surrounding things seem so small to it.
Within the range covered by the power of this tree, the grass is lush and full of vitality, and many players run back and forth in this huge area.
And in a place outside the power of this tree...
It was a scene like the end of the world.
The gray sky, the black land, and the violent hurricane sweeping the whole world.
The picture in front of me is like two separate worlds, which makes people feel an inexplicable sense of separation and feel that they are so insignificant.
The survivors who were deeply shocked by what they saw could not calm down for a long time.
It turns out that what those "lunatics" said was true.
They didn't die, they survived and came to another place.
But just when they were about to express their turbulent emotions, some players came over and began to distribute hoes, shovels and the like to them.
While posting, he said: "It may be a bit difficult in the early stage, and the tools are relatively primitive. Everyone needs to work harder. Register the information, and then we will work! Today's goal is to demarcate the system first. The land has been reclaimed...um...just dig it out, it doesn't have to be too tiring..."
Survivors who were shocked and slightly excited: "...???"
No, they were all prepared in their hearts to fight against this group of players just now. Who would believe that players who don't take life and death seriously and are fighting against gods really want them to farm?
result……
Really farming? ? ?
No, old iron, this is different from what I thought!