Wine is culture. When you think of champagne, you think of celebration parties, when you think of beer, you think of football and barbecue, when you think of rum, you think of pirates, and when you talk about ups and downs, you think of Russia. Russians are addicted to alcohol, and it can be said that alcohol is the blood that flows in the body of this people, and it is no wonder that vodka means "water of life". However, this also brought tragedy: people drank vodka, fell drunk in the snow, and by the time they were found, they had frozen to death.

On a snowy field on the Snow Country, a man was lying down, his body almost covered by snow. He had been motionless for a long time, and he was supposed to be a dead body, which made one wonder if he also had a problem with alcoholism.

The man in the wide-brimmed hat and leather trousers trudging through the snow is the master of rhythm and the sound of silence. Holding the cube made of blue light in his hand, he came to stand beside the dead body, and said, "I'm really ashamed of you, alcoholism. ”

"It's you." The "dead body" shook its head, shaking off the snow to reveal the face of a living person. Crow's feet, dense stubble like frost needles, and short white hair with ice flowers, this is undoubtedly a raunchy uncle. Despite being buried by the snow and ice for a long time, he still spoke with a sense of energy, probably completely ignoring the cold. He didn't look like he was drunk at all.

"Don't you feel humiliated? I'm talking to you like this? The sound of silence raised his voice, and his eyebrows twitched involuntarily, which was his bad habit, indicating that he was angry now. He would step on his uncle's face at any time and crush back and forth with the sole of his shoe. "You're the first person in our fucking Snow Country!"

The uncle frowned: "Boy, who are you?" ”

Among the first people on many servers, no, it should be said that among all players, alcoholism is definitely an outlier. First, he's older; The second point is that he has no sense of substitution in the game; The third point is that he actually became the first person on the server under the premise of the first two.

Alcoholism propped up his upper body, he wore only an open black studded leather jacket, his toned pectoral and abdominal muscles were exposed to the cold air, and snow trickled down the contours of his muscles. He said, "Listen, boy, I don't know who you are, and I don't care. You may be some so-called 'great god', but that has nothing to do with me for a single ruble. I want to be alone and be quiet, where did you come from, go back, okay? ”

The voice of silence grabbed the other party's collar and gritted his teeth: "Foreigners show off their power here with us, but you don't come forward, you are still not a Russian player after all!" You're a coward! ”

Alcoholism snorted and effortlessly removed the hand of the silent voice, after all, the difference in strength between the warrior and the mage was there. The uncle moved his cervical spine and said, "What do you know about Russia?" Can you represent the Russians? It's just a game, kid. If I were your father, I would have beaten your ass to pieces. Oh yes, do you want to be number one? I'll give it to you, okay? As long as you stop bothering me, you are number one. ”

That's the most hateful thing! This guy is not immersed in the game at all, he completely relies on his real-life fighting skills to crush others before he becomes a god! Tell him that self-esteem and glory are played to the cow! The voice of silence was so angry that it exclaimed, "What the hell are you here to play the game!" ”

"To quit drinking." The other party took it for granted. "The doctor said it was a good treatment, otherwise you think I like to play with this kind of kid stuff?"

The voice of silence was so angry that he couldn't speak. It's ridiculous, so ridiculous that he doesn't even know what to give

The reaction is good. Just because of alcohol abstinence? Just because of the damn doctor's bullshit advice, this uncle is here? Even the name is casually called "alcoholism"?

Forget it, you can't count on it, just act as if he didn't exist in the first place!

The sound of silence turned away, spitting on the snow. And alcoholism didn't bother to pay attention to this childish venting, yawned deeply, and lay down again.

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The rock trigger closes his eyes tightly and holds the barrel of the gun, like Rodin's "The Thinker". His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and he was listless, and he had been in this state since he was rescued by the clouds.

"Dance of Justice is not here, your injuries can only be like this." The clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, sitting on a bar-like high chair, with Erlang's legs crossed. Because the cut of his mage robe resembles an evening gown, the rounded hips are exposed, and a white calf is peeking out of the slit. There was a small dark cloud floating above her head, which was supposed to be drizzling, but in the cold Snow Country continent, it was snowflakes that were falling, adding a layer of dreamlike frost to the beauty.

"I know." Rock Trigger replied, unprecedentedly without saying his mantra "Yo". The thumb is gone, the middle finger is gone, the eyes are gone, and the ears can be relied on, but the sniper rifle is gone, and he is no longer "dead". Of course, Snow Country Continent has a special barrel for sniper rifles, but it will definitely not be provided to foreign gods. In addition to the barrel, what about ammunition? If you can't buy supplies, of course you can grab them, but where do you have to grab them, can you grab them, and how to deal with the local gods who arrived quickly after robbing them? Cross-server combat isn't something that can be done with a single snap of the head.

Now that I think about it, it's a bit rash to hunt for June Sunshine...... Lack of a backup plan! It's good to be able to kill the June sunshine, but it's really unpleasant to be tortured by Jiang Huahuo!!

Enough introspection, it's time to cheer up! Taking a deep breath, the rock trigger has adjusted his mentality, and asks, "Yo, what about the others?" ”

The clouds faded and the rain faded, and he took out a roll of parchment. The scroll of paper rose automatically, floating at chest level, slowly unfolding, and a map appeared on the originally blank paper, but unlike ordinary magic maps, there was no terrain or text, only a few icons representing the type of weather.

"The scale is a little smaller. Okay, that's fine. Thirty-five kilometers to the northwest, the thermal air flow is abnormal, the carbon dioxide concentration in the range is too high, and the area is still very large. The weather mage's finger moved away from the thermals icon, and he drew a straight line to another sun icon: "The ultraviolet rays are too strong, so the free first class is hiding here." This direction...... Mixed with the dead cloud of inhalable particulate matter, is it a soot city? Where the June sun is hiding? Free First Class also wants to kill June Sunshine? Look at this charge concentration, is he facing a white night streamer or a punk engine? If it was the former, it would be impossible for him to stand still...... Punk engines with anti-aircraft weapons in hand? Oh my God, isn't it so restrained? ”

[Meteorological Observation], the clouds disappear and the rain fades to create a number of magical weather balloons, let them rise to the boundary of the atmosphere, observe and record all meteorological changes, and call up the data at any time. At first glance, it sounds like a skill that doesn't know what to do, but in the hands of the great god, it can be turned into a sharp eye hanging high in the sky.

The rock trigger was pricking up its ears, and the clouds disappeared and suddenly said, "You should go." ”

"What's wrong?" The rock trigger immediately got up, carried the gun, and moved sharply

Suo is not like a blind man. He didn't notice the enemy coming, which meant that the enemy was still a long, far away.

"A terrible cold snap. ' Snow Maiden', do you know her? The clouds disappeared and turned his head, and found that the rock trigger had already run away, and couldn't help but sneer. Choose wisely. That is the most advantageous god in the Snow Country Continent, the North Wind Messenger and Baba Yaga, with the current state of the rock trigger, it is more than auspicious.

The chair was put away, and although the weather mage was ranked third on the "Gospel" celestial list, he was not big enough to sit and face a strong enemy. All kinds of elements circulate in the clouds and rain, condensing into a generous white professional suit skirt. Her hair was tied up, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses appeared on her face out of thin air, and the [Rational Vision] activated, and translucent numbers and words kept dancing on the lenses. Her wand, "The Day of Doom that Fades from the Clouds," quickly shrank into an elongated metal whip. The parchment roll was upright and stretched three meters square behind her to make it easier for her to point. This is her show time, a "broadcaster" who can accurately predict the weather.

Even if the enemy is still dozens of miles away, the battle has already begun.

The telescopic whip lightly points on a point on the map to generate a cloudy icon. Yun Xiaoyu lifted his glasses and said with a smile: "It will be sunny and cloudy in some areas, and it will turn to thunderstorm in thirty seconds." "Knock again, and the cloudy icon changes to the thundershower icon again.

Bang! Thunder reverberated in the distance, and dark clouds were visible to the naked eye.

The whip is continuously struck, accompanied by a melodious female voice, and the icon is densely generated: "Local heavy rain, strong convective conditions such as thunderstorms and strong winds occur; Local short-term heavy precipitation, accompanied by hail, you must pay attention to protection when you go out-"

In the middle of her words, the icons on the map disappeared one after another, replaced by a blue arrow representing a cold snap, which was like a bamboo! If you look up again, the original dark clouds are spreading out in this direction, and you must be covering the top of your head in ten minutes!

I touched my arm, and it was full of goosebumps. The clouds disappeared and the rain swept the messy hair around his ears, and he couldn't help but swallow it.

For the first time ever, her broadcast was inaccurate.

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Outside the soot city.

The battlefield has never been cleaned, and the ground is littered with scrapped machines and metal fragments, like a large garbage dump in a science fiction story.

Dada!

In the midst of scrap metal, a five-meter-tall, black-painted robot shoots into the distance. The robot has a spherical cockpit and human-like limbs, standing and walking on both feet, holding with both hands, mottled paint, and scarred. A heavy machine gun, usually used in positional warfare, is as light as a submachine gun in its hand. For some reason, the sliding hatch was behind the robot, the cockpit was open, and the driver was completely exposed to enemy fire, and if the rock trigger was here, the driver would have died a hundred times.

Dada Knock, knock.

The last magazine was empty, and the robot habitually pulled the trigger twice, threw the gun away, and stretched out his hand flat, palm down. Nearby metal parts flew up and gathered into a two-handed greatsword, which was held in the hands of the robot. I don't know what switch was pressed, the sword body buzzed and vibrate, and the blade was actually a chainsaw.

Half-smoked cigars flew out of the cockpit. Before the cigar hit the ground, the robot was already running in stride, one pit at a time, and the sound was sonorous.