85_85627ps: Today's second chapter. Ask for ticket support!

The Assalia Desert is the most famous map of the Great Wilderness at level 70. Only players above level 70 can enter and exit here!

The wind howled, enveloping countless sandstorms, and crows flew in the sky, searching for the bones of the dead in the desert. At certain times, the desert will blow strong winds, blocking the player's path. Players walking in such a desert cannot judge the direction and can easily get lost.

In this kind of wilderness map, many people understand that players cannot safely get out of this desert alone. In order to access this wilderness map, you must purchase camels or other vehicles from NPCs.

Renting a camel is only 5 gold coins at a time.

In today's heyday of gaming, which has gone through two years of development, the average player has learned how to make money in the game. Almost all the poorest players always carry a few gold coins with them.

The Desert Lodge is the only hostel in the Assalia Desert. It's a large scale, and it's a supply depot for players who are venturing outside. When players come to the desert to do tasks, the first thing they do is to mark the location of the desert inn, in case they get lost in the desert and can't find the inn and have nowhere to stay.

The Desert Inn is built in a very safe and windless area. In other words, in the vicinity of the Desert Inn, there are no desert storms, no quicksand, no desert monsters, and it is the safest place to live in the desert!

At this time, there are two players sitting in the desert inn.

The two came to the Asalia Desert in the morning because of the mission, but they happened to encounter a desert storm, so they had no choice but to come to the inn to take shelter, replenish the food and red medicine and blue medicine to increase their body, and eat something and drink a few glasses of wine in the hotel by the way. Wait for the desert storm to stop.

Desert storms in Asalia usually only last half an hour!

But when Desert Storm will appear is something that players can't know. Anyway, the player is adventuring in the desert, and the desert storm is the last obstacle the player wants to face.

The desert hotel is a kind of store with a complete range of goods. For example, the body that the player needs will also provide the player with food and accommodation.

To put it bluntly, it was designed by the game company. A way to earn player money!

"I'll tell you. My buddy doesn't mix the arena every day. Something big has happened in the competition lately!" One of the fighters took a sip of his drink, and in order to pass the time of boredom, he began to tell his friend about an incident he had recently learned from his friend.

"Who is your buddy?" said the priest, eating bread. On the contrary, it is the buddy curiosity in the mouth of friends.

"It's Lao Mo's stinky boy. ”

The priest smiled. "What makes you so nervous?"

The warrior leaned his arm against the edge of the table, sorted out his thoughts, and then spoke: "When I chatted with Lao Mo a few days ago, he told me. Recently, a great god appeared in the arena. ”

"Hush. There are so many people in the game, what is so strange about a great god every day!" the priest swallowed a mouthful of bread. Said disdainfully.

There are hundreds of millions of gamers, and the number of them has been increasing dramatically recently. Among the hundreds of millions of players, any one of them may be a great god. Anyway, the game never lacks god-level players! Who hasn't seen a god, what's so strange!

Besides, places like arenas. Awesome people abound.

"Oh, no! It's a real god! Do you know how much she has a record?"

"How much?"

The warrior compared a number.

"7 hundred?" the priest's expression became even more disdainful. The warrior black line, and then compared the hand.

"7,000? That's not a lot of heads!"

The priest raised an eyebrow. I thought to myself, 7,000 isn't that powerful! There are people in the arena who have broken their heads!

"Anan, who is now the first in the arena, has more than 3w heads. kd than 1w. You're not a god!"

"I'll go. Can it be the same? Anan died 3 times, and every time he wanted to get the War King, he was blocked. But so far that player has lost zero!" the warrior added excitedly.

The priest was secretly surprised.

I heard the warrior come again. "And do you know what class that player is?"

"What profession?" said the pastor, feeling that there was some surprising news to be known to him.

"Mechanic!"

The priest subconsciously retorted, "Damn, it's impossible!"

But my friend's serious expression made me doubt the news I had heard before.

"Is it really a mechanic?"

"Hey, hey. Scared, buddy, I reacted like you at first. I didn't believe it yet, so I went straight to the arena to see it. The warrior continued to pour himself a drink with a smile, and when he saw his friend's frightened expression, he couldn't help but feel in a good mood!

"The result?" the pastor was desperate for answers.

"The family number is 433123, KD is 7,000, and now it is squeezed into the fifth place on the list. You don't know how many people are running to give her a challenge every day. ”

"She hasn't been defeated so far?"

The warrior put down his glass, shook his head and sighed. "Nope. Now many players are wondering if she will be the first person to win the title of King of War. ”

The priest frowned, feeling inexplicably unhappy in his heart. The tone of the words also became mean. "I guess it's just the mechanic's good luck, right? Anan, have they all fought her?"

By the priest's mouth, they are referring to the top 10 gods who occupy the competitive rankings.

The warrior touched his chin and thought for a moment. "I've never heard anyone challenge her. I've never heard of her challenging anyone!"

The priest sneered.

"That's it. I think that mechanic is lucky! I guess the system matched her with not a great person!"

The priest's overreaction was also due to the fact that the mechanic's garbage Cheng dù had been remembered by the players for the past two years, and he couldn't accept this kind of news for a while. And the Priest also mocked a mechanic player some time ago.

Today, I suddenly heard that a mechanic was very good in the arena, and I couldn't change my mind at once, and I couldn't help but talk about the mechanic.

"How can a person be lucky enough to get to such a point? You see, none of the players at the master level are mechanics. But this one is different, people don't just play a garbage profession. It's so good to play. The warrior said, and he couldn't help clapping his hands and said excitedly.

"Say it. Isn't this mechanic even better?"

The priest thought the same thing, and his expression began to distort. Recognized by players as a garbage class, there has not been a single player who has been able to play mechanics well for almost two years

And now suddenly one has appeared. Does it verify the saying: no garbage profession only garbage players?

The pastor was embarrassed.

The two of them began a heated discussion around the mechanic.

After about five minutes, the door of the inn was pushed open, and a man in silver armor walked in.

The attention of the two was drawn to the past. There is no other reason. This man is dressed so badly! And he walks with a clattering sound.

The man was covered in silver armor. There's a pretty cool look on the armor! There's a red scarf around the neck, what's going on? But it looks so elegant, and there's a word on it. Handsome!

"Is it an orc warrior?" the priest asked, leaning closer to the warrior, confused. He'd never seen the player dressed like that himself anyway.

The warrior shook his head violently. ". The equipment of the orc warriors is about the same as that of the human warriors. When did you see me dressed like that?"

The two of them stared wide-eyed, and a thought flashed through their hearts at the same time.

Could it be an NPC?

Silently look away. At this time, the boss NPC was beckoning him.

"Welcome to the Desert Inn, is there anything I can do to help you?" The innkeeper was a young man.

The two of them saw the armored man pull out a white piece of paper, red light flashing from his eyes, and a voice belonging to a cyborg came from his helmet.

"I need something above. Bun. For a field tent, you need to pay a total of 300 gold. He said. I saw the big hand of his armor raised, and the gold coin fell on the counter with a crisp sound.

"Okay. I'll prepare it for you right away!" the NPC smiled and accepted the gold coins, and said very politely.

The two of them watched the behavior of the armored man in their eyes. The heart paused for a beat, then beat rapidly. Suppressing the excitement in their hearts, the two faced each other. At the same time, he made a lip shape to the other party, three words.

"Automawin!"

I'm the dividing line –

"The hosts. ”

Nord Stream was studying a map of the desert not far from the inn. Because there is a lack of food supplements and tools necessary for desert survival. I asked Hongchi to help buy it.

It's been a week since the day I made the transfer. Nord Stream's current plan is to upgrade the red red, so he deliberately went to the desert to find a material.

As early as the day after the successful transfer, Nord Stream deliberately spent a lot of money to buy materials for making zuò chips, which upgraded Hongchi's intelligence. Now Hongchi can be regarded as a half-level mechanical beast with the ability to think!

Just about its own function upgrade, Nord Stream wants Hongchi to have his own thoughts. But that meant removing the inscription of the magic and remaking the red red yourself.

The process of making zuò takes a lot of time and materials. There are some materials that have not yet appeared in the game. The idea of remaking zuò is simply impossible!, so Nord Stream had to go thousands of miles to the desert to find materials for upgrading.

"I knew I should have asked Wuli to help find it. Nord Stream sighed.

But it's all coming, and you can't give up. Putting the bunch of things that Hongchi was holding into the package, he jumped lightly and sat on Hongchi's right shoulder.

"Red Chi, southeast, coordinates 230.11. Nord Stream looked at the map and said slowly.

Hongchi nodded slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had disappeared in place.

Trailing Hongchi out of the hotel, the two who witnessed a qiē were already dumbfounded. That black-haired cute girl paper just now is the mechanic in the 'legend'!! (to be continued).