Chapter 139: Barbarian Russia and Killing Chickens and Monkeys
Treasures that can increase the production of classes in heroes are collectively referred to as architectural treasures, and are not equipped in the hero's treasure slot like the standalone version, but are directly inserted in the town.
"Do you equip your town with a 'God-given Divine Foot'?"
"Yes!"
A flash of light flashed, and a copper-colored foot that didn't match the town appeared in the middle of the town, and it looked a little awkward indeed. But in order to increase the production of marksmen, Zhang Muke can't take care of so much, he is now in urgent need of marksmen.
The night was as cold as water, and on this beautiful night, Zhang Mu and Deng Jie leaned on the head of the bed, holding their notebooks for a new round of resource hunting, and played until 4 o'clock in the morning, when the little couple fell asleep. Obviously, the brilliance of the god of luck never came to anyone again, except for a large number of resources, Zhang Mu struggled in the maze for hours in a row, and he didn't even encounter a hidden class. However, fortunately, according to the current speed of resource and merit acquisition, in another day, the Golden Brute Bull and Meng Steel Plate in the Vice-City Swamp will both be upgraded.
There was no word all night, and the next morning was early.
The little couple got up in a hurry to eat breakfast amid the shouts of a crowd of people. In any case, you still have to participate in the daily 'Hero Hypermarket' event. The players standing here are basically the strongest players in the Nine Heroes Invincible Territory, and they will have no good treasures on them? No one will believe it when you say it, it's a matter of time before you take it out, and it's a pity if you miss the auction of the item.
Although the hero hypermarket on the second day is not as famous as on the first day, there is no shortage of small strategic treasures on the screen. More than 30% of these treasures were taken from their heroes by defeated Blue Korean players. If you lose, what are you doing with the treasures? It's better to sell it for a good price and collect it slowly after returning home.
Zhang Mu's gaze always stayed on the strategic treasure, looking for objects that would be useful to him. Today's hypermarkets, not only have auctions, but also have an acquisition system. Most of the purchased architectural drawings or finished treasures are hidden, and the prices are not bad, 20~40% higher than those sold in the area.
Just when Zhang Mu and Ding Wei were standing in front and chatting quietly, the people led by the old gun of the temple also entered the venue in a mighty manner.
"Stinky boy, the more you look at it, the more unpleasant it becomes." The old spear of the temple touched his lips, although his voice was very low, but he was still heard by the hooligan leader, and the northeastern man's cheeks shook, and his eyes were as fierce as a bull.
The crowd who noticed the strangeness of the hooligans turned around, and Zhang Mu said sharply: "Old gun, I don't know why you want to target me for everything, but please stop in moderation, you also saw yesterday's game, this is a game that emphasizes teamwork, if we want to win this game, the first thing we need to do is unity." ”
"Shh The old gun spat contemptuously and laughed again and again: "Damn, when Lao Tzu established the Temple Guild in the legend, your kid was still in middle school, right?" It's weird, when is it your turn to teach Lao Tzu? You don't even have hair on your mouth to learn to be a big brother, are you worthy? ”
Zhang Mu's face sank, and he was about to speak.
"Fuck your uncle! Do you say one more thing? The hooligan leader rolled up his sleeves, he had been unhappy with the old guns of the temple since he came to Jinghai City.
"Old gun, don't fucking go too far!" Ding Wei waved his fist angrily, damn, dare to say that little master! Fight with him!
"Monstrous, what's the matter with you here?" The bandits and the flames stood out from behind the old gun, and the scolding battle between the two sides began in full view.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" A series of applause came from the door of the third floor, and hundreds of people in the hall looked at it at the same time.
Xu Feng continued to clap his hands expressionlessly, and when he came to the middle of the two parties, he put his hands back in his trouser pockets and said with a rather strange expression: "Scold, hit, why don't you scold, why don't you fight?" Let players from other countries take a good look at the quality of our Chinese. Where have you thrown away the inner cultivation of the Chinese? I don't want to know the cause of the incident, but I just want to say that I, Xu Feng, as an authentic Chinese, am ashamed of you. As soon as the words changed, Xu Feng pointed to the bridge of the nose of the old guns in the temple and scolded: "The establishment of this activity club is to let you play a game to win glory for the country." It's not about infighting and other countries looking at jokes! If you want to fight, get out and fight! If I find a similar situation happening again, I will be disqualified from the competition! ”
"Who the do you think you do?" I don't know who scolded such a sentence in the crowd.
Xu Feng turned around and frowned slightly: "Who asked this?" If it's a gentleman, just stand up and say it again. ”
"Me! What the hell, what do you think you do...", it was the leader of the guild who was competing with the old Templars, but after a minute he began to understand that he had kicked a red-hot iron plate.
Xu Feng clapped his hands lightly, and more than a dozen security guards rushed in from outside, and they forcibly dragged the backbone of the temple out of the venue.
"Eh, what are you going to do! Let me go! Fuck you guys ......"
When the security team was about to go out, Zhang Mu found that a security guard's right fist seemed to have smashed on the belly of the backbone of the temple, and the action was quite hidden, it should have received professional training, so, is this an illusion or... Zhang Mu didn't dare to think about it, and his back bones were cold.
"Kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys!"
At the same time, this idiom is in the minds of Chinese players.
"Come on, now there are only 99 of you." When Xu Feng turned to leave, the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile.
The old gun of the temple was very angry, and he also regretted his provocative behavior just now, but the mistake had been made, and it was too late to regret it, he stared at Zhang Mu viciously, blaming this 23-year-old young man for all his mistakes, in his world, he was always right, and others were always wrong.
Although the two sides are a little less angry on the surface, the contradictions inside are getting stronger and stronger under Xu Feng's forced suppression.
The afternoon game began.
Russia vs Thailand, this is a battle without suspense, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, Russia is the strongest country in terms of comprehensive strength among the eight countries, with a comprehensive strength of 11 million against Thailand 9.6 million, in such a disparity in strength, if it can still be turned over by Thailand, Russian players will definitely jump into the river hand in hand.
There is only one highlight of the whole game, the hearty slaughter! Under the attack of a large number of orc troops, the soldiers of the Thai players were chopped down like straw, and there was no room to fight back! Even the narrator was helpless, 'Alas, three minutes of silence for the Thai players...'
"A lot of orcs!" Zhang Mu felt a little pain in his head, more than 50% of the masters who came to participate in the competition from Russia were beasts, and the beasts were the strongest and most barbaric races in the early stage.
(To be continued)