Chapter 10: Encounter the Forerunner of the Mythical Team
Wang Zixiang's words were nothing more than an excuse, but when he heard her say this, he still looked confident, and suddenly asked curiously: "Is there anything to say?" Isn't playing big games all about wanting your teammates to be good and strong? There is a saying: If you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate! ”
"Sister, tell you the truth, except for me, all of our team have been transferred from competitive games. It's hard to say otherwise, but the operating hand speed when talking about PK alone is definitely superb. But you know, they're all just like you and me, and they're just getting into the game and getting their first exposure to the six races and the six classes. Join our team, and your PK skills are bound to grow rapidly in their exploration of racial professions, with their hearing and seeing and their nudges! ”
The woman's words instantly made Wang Zixiang tempted.
In the future, it will be the world of PK experts, and there will be no more than a few people alone, that is, a proper 'safe zone player', which corresponds to words such as soy sauce party and vase.
If what this beauty said was true, then Wang Zixiang had no doubt that this team would quickly find out the characteristics of race and occupation, and then step into the ranks of the top masters. After all, five years of gaming experience are telling him a truth, professional is the best!
"It's an honor to be part of such a strong team!" Wang Zixiang knows very well that he can only be regarded as a marginal figure when he joins this team, that is, as the saying goes, soy sauce or this tricky goods.
But in order to become a master in the game, he still agreed. As for becoming a top master like them, Wang Zixiang has never had this idea even if he has five years of gaming experience.
In the future, the Colosseum system will be launched, which includes three events: individual PK, trio PK, and team PK, which are divided into 12 monthly competitions, four season qualifiers, and a year-end competition, plus a triennial world finals.
The champion of the monthly competition can receive 10,000, 50,000 and 200,000 bonuses respectively; The playoff champion can receive 50,000, 100,000 and 500,000 bonuses respectively; The winner of the year-end competition can receive 100,000, 300,000 and 1 million bonuses respectively. The winners of the finals said that they had 500,000, 1 million, and 5 million prizes.
It is precisely because of this league-like gladiatorial arena system that many PK players who kill people like demons were born in the game, in order to provoke battles and hone their skills. In the five years that Wang Zixiang has experienced, except for the first year-end competition, which is a little watery, the rest is full of the world of top masters.
Those players who can play one vs more than a dozen in the game can't even qualify for the second year-end tournament, and the real strong players are like a forest. is simply violent PK, and they are stunned to play with artistic value.
When the woman saw him say this, she immediately nodded with a smile and breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, I won't have to make soy sauce alone in the future!" It's also nice to have a handsome guy chatting to pass the time. ”
Wang Zixiang's face was full of depression, it turned out that this beauty just wanted to find a soy sauce companion! However, it also happened to perfectly fit her motivation for inviting herself to join the team, although this motivation made Wang Zixiang feel very painful.
"Add a friend, what's your IP name?" The woman operated her own network interface and asked Wang Zixiang.
"Brother Otaku!"
As soon as the voice fell, Wang Zixiang received a friend addition message conveyed by the system: "Ding! System prompt: Mandala players apply to add you as a friend, do they agree to establish a friendship! ”
'Mandala? This name is very special, watching TV seems to be a poisonous weed in the Western Regions, and I don't know what it means! Wang Zixiang put the question behind him and confirmed his agreement to establish a friendship. Immediately, Wang Zixiang's connections had the first name.
"Okay, brother of the house, you wait for me here for a while, and my sister will go and buy the supplies first, and then I will take you over to join the team."
With that, the mandala spread his wings and flew up, flapping his cyan wings towards the crowded village. For Feather Clan players who can fly, it is not a problem to have many people in the safe zone ahead.
Wang Zixiang glanced at the nearby grassland and found that there were players everywhere, so he had no idea of taking the opportunity to fight monsters and stayed where he was. As soon as he thought that he was about to be in the same group with those perverts, Wang Zixiang was suddenly full of heat. He sent a private message to Mandala and asked curiously: "Sister Beauty, what are the PK gods in the team?" ”
"Great God? What is Okami? ”
Wang Zixiang patted his forehead, only to remember that this title became popular two years later, and immediately reorganized his rhetoric and said: "Great god, it is a player whose PK operation is as powerful as a god!" Sister, who are the people in the team? ”
"Hee-hee, that's funny! There are quite a few masters in our team, all of whom have won world championships in competitive games. Do you pay attention to the big leagues of games like Dota, Interstellar, Warcraft III, and True Three? ”
"Uh, I've heard of it!" Wang Zixiang was embarrassed, saying that before he came into contact with the common people, he played small games such as learning machines. As for the future after coming into contact with the common people, there is still time to pay attention to the games that are bound to be eliminated and forgotten.
In order not to continue to embarrass himself, Wang Zixiang changed his words: "Sister, if you tell me their names, maybe I can still know each other!" ”
Mandala, who was buying supplies, was extremely skeptical of this statement and didn't even pay attention to the game, so it was possible to know someone who played the game? It's not in a circle at all, it's not friends and relatives in reality, and it's impossible to have an intersection.
However, she thought that Wang Zixiang was deliberately looking for a topic when she was bored waiting, so she still said a long list of names for him to try his luck: "There is arrogance Lingyun, Chonglou Xianjiake, what is the limit of love, if you leave, don't cry, alone and free, Zinan, clover, master lonely, drink enough, Xiaoyi, Xiaohu Niu, luxury woman, dragging paper boats." Do you know anyone about this? ”
Mandala's last question, Wang Zixiang really didn't hear it. But the list of names she uttered, one by one, exploded in his ears like thunder - it is not an exaggeration to say that it was like thunder!
After staying, Wang Zixiang couldn't help touching the sweat rising from his forehead, and consciously joined this kind of team. But if he wants to miss this God-given opportunity to walk with mythology, it is absolutely unacceptable.
It wasn't until this moment that he remembered why he felt familiar when he saw the two fat elves with the mandala before. The guy who is slightly chubby and completely destroys the beauty of the elves is the arrogant Lingyun and Chonglou Xianjia who are the top names in the later generations!
"Why don't you speak? My sister said you wouldn't know each other! ”
"I know them all, even though they don't know me." Wang Zixiang secretly replied in his heart, but he said: "I will know Sa immediately, Gaga!" It's really my honor to be part of such a strong team! ”