Leng Buding was hurt by the myth and roared, Zhang Mu suddenly fell asleep, put on his shirt and went straight to the 4th floor of the studio.

About 10 minutes later, Zhang Mu sat in front of the computer, logged into the channel and asked, "How many people are there in total?" ”

It's hard to imagine that at 4~5 o'clock in the morning, there were more than 1,200 people online in the Chinatown voice channel, and before Zhang Mu asked, hundreds of people in the channel were saying that Daddy and Niangniang were greeting the ancestors of all the members of the Frozen Temple.

"Boss!" "President!" "Brother Twelve!" The members shouted.

After everyone quieted down, Myth said: "It's obvious that this attack was premeditated, they came with more than 800 people in total, and the most thing is that their entrance is not below, but in the corner of the 2x merit area, we were directly caught off guard!" ”

"Don't worry, let me sort it out." Zhang Mu logged into the game and called up the battle video from half an hour ago from the guild's battle records, this permission is only owned by the president, and others don't know at all.

"It turns out that the Evil Vault has also been co-opted by them, eh, 'Crazy Dragon Pavilion'? What kind of guild is this? The strength is good. Zhang Mu's brows suddenly furrowed.

In the battle video that was divided into several picture-in-picture, there were 9 rival guild members at the same time, 5 of them with the prefix of 'Crazy Dragon Pavilion', and the troops led by these people were actually a unified 7th-order neutral class 'Bright Gold Armor Dragon', this kind of Bright Gold Armor Dragon is about 5 meters tall, wearing golden scale armor, extremely fast, it is a kind of army that can be close and far, and can send out 5 long-range 'Dragon Bombardment' attacks in each battle, and the members of China Town have never seen this kind of troops, and they were caught off guard for a while.

After transferring the backbone of the guild, such as the Mythical Wound, the Emperor, and the Deity, to another single channel, Zhang Mu inquired about the specific situation of the Crazy Dragon Pavilion.

"Crazy Dragon Pavilion, it's not a guild, it's a studio with about 20~30 people, the boss 'Crazy Dragon' I know, and I've dealt with him in other games, how can I say it? He is a very arrogant man, and his overall strength is good. The deity, awakened by the wound of mythology, said like a dream.

"How does it compare to your 'only'?" Zhang Mu asked.

"Half a catty and eight taels, after all, there are more of them..."The deity also told the truth.

"Twelve, they are still in the ancient battlefield, so why don't I lead the team to destroy them." The emperor's strength is only in the middle and lower among the bosses, but this does not affect his love for war, he is an out-and-out war maniac, and he is very popular in the association.

Zhang Mu yawned and said lazily: "Obviously, our guild is out of the internal annihilation, and it is useless to march on a large scale." I'm afraid, before we could get in, they ran away with their tails between their legs. In this way, Ah Injury, Emperor, you should inform the members that in the short term, in the absence of a guild organization, do not enter the Ancient Battlefield to level up, if you don't listen, you will bear the consequences. ”

"By the way, let those more than 200 players who have suffered losses come to me at noon tomorrow to receive compensation, like this [***], the guild should pay some compensation."

"Shall we leave it at that?" The emperor was a little unwilling, and among the more than 200 players who were whitewashed, there were at least 100 people who danced the war song.

Zhang Mu smiled: "Just let them be arrogant for a while, we have more important things to do." ”

"What?"

"Prepare to enter the 7th-order map, I'm afraid there are no people in the 7th-order map now, let's strike first, quietly wait for the Frozen Sanctuary to join them in the 7th-order map... Sooner or later, one day, they will be able to take revenge, unless they will never advance and stay at the 6th level forever. ”

The emperor was worried: "Advancing so quickly?" However, there are still many members who haven't even built a Tier 7 class, and if there is a fault in the building tree..."

"Don't worry about this, prestige buildings can be built in the guild." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

The deity asked a little sleepily, "When do you plan to take the guild to advance?" ”

"Before November, let's clear all the hostile guilds in this map..."Zhang Mu has his own set of plans, whether it is guild advancement or solo advancement, he must lay a good foundation in this level of map, at least he must clean up all the world dungeons and treasure houses, right? 1 month is almost enough.

"Yawn! It's not early, let's go and rest, and remember to inform the members not to enter the ancient battlefield. Let's recharge our energy with peace of mind, so as not to be led by their noses, and annihilate inside, alas, these are indispensable in every guild...... Sleep sleep! After saying that, Zhang Mu stretched his waist, used 4~5 chairs to piece together a temporary small bed, and fell asleep like this - he was too tired.

At the same time, the Frozen Club-"Hey, hey, hey, this battle can be described as a big victory, a wash away the previous decadence of our guild, mad dragon, well done!" The shrill laughter of the Frozen Silkworm echoed in the club, and the man called the dragon smiled softly, "It's nothing, I originally wanted to fight the Twelvewing, and it's my fault that he has been arrogant for so long." ”

"Hey, what's the hurry, it's a matter of time or time, the plan for now is to quickly improve the strategic level of the members, it's a pity that it's not on the same 6th-order map as the Mythical Wound and the Twelve Wings, what do you say, old gun?" The Frozen Silkworm is a little carried away, since the beginning of the 3rd level map, he has been fighting with the mythical light and secret, but unfortunately he has never taken any advantage, and now he finally won a hand, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he looked like a villain.

The old spear of the temple muttered: "I have been in contact with him in reality, he is young, but the city is very deep, and he is not inconspicuous, don't be careless." Their China City was upgraded to level 2 yesterday, and its strength is much stronger than ours, so if it really comes to a battle between swords and guns, we may not be his opponents. ”

As the saying goes, 'suffer a loss and grow a wisdom', starting from the national honor, the old gun of the temple has always regarded Zhang Mu as a thorn in his side, and he has suffered too many losses, no matter how he suppresses it, Zhang Mu will always spend it without danger, and the more mixed the better, this is about to become his heart disease, and the sharp, invincible edges and corners are about to be smoothed out.

"Old gun, don't worry too much, the future will still be long." The dragon laughed deeply.

"Speaking of which, mad dragon, where did you get your 'Bright Golden Armor'?"

"Hmm... This is a trade secret, I can't answer it..."

"Alas, you're not funny kid."

As the map progresses, a variety of bizarre classes will appear in the player's army column, and as for the provenance of these classes, almost everyone remains silent, and no one will be kind enough to say it.

"Hmph, Bright Golden Armor Dragon, what kind of broken troops, it's not as powerful as the red-eyed zombies..."Zhang Mu turned over and muttered in his dreams.

(To be continued)