readx; May 1st, 1:20 a.m. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This should be a good time to sleep, but the invincible players have been working all night in the game, with only 48 hours of reputation every month, as long as the fans of the invincible heroes will not let go of such activities, even office workers, at the risk of being scolded by the boss, tirelessly slaughtering those computer NPCs that carry prestige in the map.

"Fuck! All come to the middle of the 4th floor! Kill them! The tiger is not powerful, we are really sick cats! Suddenly, there was a noisy shouting and scolding from the voice channel in Chinatown, followed by countless responses, asking for coordinates and so on.

"Ah Injury, is your reputation full, don't kill people now..."Shrouded in the helmet was a pair of iron-blue faces, although he meant not to let the mythical injury impulsive, in fact, he was more irritable than anyone else, this man was Zhang Mu.

Mythology said angrily: "Fuck, someone stood on top of the head and peed, and if we don't bring someone back, will we still have face in Chinatown?" "The mythical wound is very rare to move the real fire, and even talking to Zhang Mu has a strong smell of gunpowder, if it were before, he would not be like this.

The deity said coldly: "Ah Injury, don't be so impulsive, Twelve is also for the sake of the brothers, after all, it is a small number of people who are attacked, you call like this, all the brothers in Chinatown should stop brushing their reputation, and go to kill people collectively." ”

"Damn, how long have you endured this! Lao Tzu can't hold back anymore! If you don't those dogs and Korean dogs, Lao Tzu will have a fire in his heart! Myth scolded, he was completely carried away by hatred. Maybe it's not the right phrase to describe it, but the mythical wound at this moment really resembles a mad dog that has been defeated.

"Brother Hurt, calm down." A member of the Silver Lion Legion advised.

Myth Hurt Rage: "Shut up! Are you here or not! ”

"Nonsense, of course come...", the members of the group were also furious.

The whole thing started more than ten hours ago - "Boss, how can you fight each other in this nine-clan war zone?" A member complained to Zhang Mu in extreme depression: "Not long after I walked out, I was slaughtered by a group of people. ”

At this time, Zhang Mu was sprinting towards the 'Legend', and according to his calculations, if nothing else, in about ten hours, his Templar Clan's reputation would reach the 'Legend'.

Zhang Mu frowned: "Slaughtered?" Who? ”

"It seems to be a guild, what is it called 'Emperor', alas, the prestige I worked so hard to earn." Members wept and mourned.

Zhang Mu smiled and said: "Remember, you must be patient, the time in the Nine Clans War Zone is very precious, there are only 48 hours, you can hide if you can, and wait until you get out of the Nine Clans War Zone to settle accounts with them." ”

The member was reasonable and nodded: "Well, it's nothing, it's just a little depressed, will they also increase their prestige if they kill me?" ”

Zhang Mu explained: "Yes, in the Nine Clans War Zone, you can slaughter players of other races to gain prestige, and the more troops the opponent has, the more prestige you will gain. If it is between the same clan, the first attacker will be punished, and not only will they not gain reputation, but they will also lose a certain amount of reputation. ”

"Got it... His grandmother's little book, kill me and form a team..."The member muttered: "It's nothing, boss, I'm going to continue to brush up my reputation!" ”

Zhang Mu smiled slightly: "Well, let's go." ”

"These little ones are really panicked! Brush up on prestige and don't stop! Myth cursed angrily.

"If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles, isn't that it~" The emperor smiled: "Dissipating anger and brushing up prestige is the king." ”

"Hmm."

As the minutes passed, the seemingly peaceful Nine Clans War Zone gradually began to become a little weird, and the thick smell of gunpowder permeated the heads of the players in the war zone.

Among the millions of players who have gained prestige in the Nine Clans War Zone, all the 8th order powerhouses of the nine major plates are included, and the players cover the whole world, as many as 150 countries, thousands of guilds, not only that, but these players are also assigned to the nine camps by race by the system, and the degree of chaos can be imagined.

As soon as there are more people, all kinds of small means and small tricks will appear. Malicious PKs can be seen everywhere, fighting between countries, guilds and guilds, races and races, and players and players.

As far as the eye can see, there are wars going on everywhere.

Although Chinatown is strong, there are at least a million players in the battlefield of the Nine Clans, and among the millions of players, the strength of Chinatown can only be said to be a whale in the sea, and the waves that can be stirred up are very limited.

Zhang Mu saw it in his eyes and remembered in his heart that in such a harsh and complex environment, a large-scale war would break out sooner or later. So he had the foresight to promulgate a rule in the guild - 'Chinatown players are not allowed to actively conflict with players of any nationality or guild during the period of prestige in the Nine Clans War Zone. Even if the other party has an enmity with him, he will have to wait for this 48 hours, which is crucial for both the player and the guild. ’

But the development of things far exceeded Zhang Mu's expectations, in just a few hours, the players in Chinatown were attacked hundreds of times, and those who attacked Chinatown were mainly from the 'Yumoto' Emperor and the Yasukuni Shrine Guild. 'Korea' STT, Republic of Korea Association.

"Don't be impulsive, you must be calm, the main reason why they are bothering us is to prevent us from brushing up our prestige. You can't build a level 9 or 10 barracks without prestige, which is very detrimental to your personal development in the future. ”

After receiving countless angry complaints, Zhang Mu had to explain to the guild players in a slow and orderly manner.

"What a deception! It's not uncommon for us to deal with them, they really think of themselves as the number one person, damn! "The mythical injury didn't feel anything at first, but as more and more members complained, the liver fire in his heart gradually burned, and he couldn't hold it back.

"You must hold back, don't make things bigger, there are more than 40 hours left, how can you get through. Tell your members to team up to earn their reputation, so they can avoid being attacked maliciously. Zhang Mu said patiently.

"It's going to be like this for the time being."

Until late at night, at one o'clock in the morning, seeing that Chinatown had not made a counterattack posture for a long time, the Yueben Guild and the Korean Guild began a large-scale crackdown on Chinatown members, and even played the slogan in a grand manner: "Only abuse Chinatown!" ”

In this way, they finally succeeded in angering the already angry Myth Wound and tens of thousands of Chinatown members, and even Zhang Mu's face became more and more ugly.

"Hurt! Bear with me! There are only 30 hours left, so don't fall for them! The Emperor persuaded from the sidelines.

"Patience! Endure? Lao Tzu has endured since 9 o'clock in the morning until now! Fuck it! I can't bear it! Didn't hear me, gather on the 4th floor! ”

Zhang Mu suddenly stopped what he was doing, and said slowly: "Ah Injury, don't gather members, I'll just go alone." ”

"What?" Ah Shen was a little stunned.

"My prestige has reached the point of 'legend'." Zhang Mu said expressionlessly.

(To be continued)