Chapter 137: Shoot at Me

Originally, Xiwei thought that the fish-man attack on the frogman village would be like the zombies in the post-apocalyptic movie, crawling out of the water in a dense wave, attacking the poor weak and helpless players with a numerical advantage of the crushing level, and the players, driven by the rich rewards he set, would be like an indomitable savior, and start a tragic war with the fishmen.

After all, those players who were adrift haven't been able to come back yet, plus the thirty-three players who died against the tsunami before, among the players in their more than two hundred, only about a hundred people can stand on the beach to face the fish-people at this time.

However, the truth is -

"That fishman is mine, brother, don't rob it, let's be reasonable and roar!"

"Don't make any noise, maybe the next wave will be your turn."

"But I haven't even been able to hit a fish-man since yesterday......"

"Oh, the sword master is like this, if there are advanced professions that can be transferred in the future, remember to choose one with remote output, you know."

Players who turned Sword Master burst into tears.

I don't know if it takes time for the 'Sea Eye' on Fish-Man Island to fully unfold, or if the Seagod-sama thinks that Xiwei Taicai doesn't pay much attention to it, but for some reason the Fish-Man didn't appear a large-scale attack, but instead turned into a dozen or twenty of them attacking in small waves.

For players, so many real trash fish with an average level of not even level five are simply a food delivery, they have not yet landed, and the players have a round of saturation long-range strikes, and the fishmen who climb ashore are basically only two or three small fish.

Under this kind of premise, wave after wave of fishmen are like gourd babies who save grandpa, coming to die in groups......

It's just that in this way, players of the Sword Master class are more difficult.

After all, whether it is the 'War Maniac' or the 'Sword Pole' route, the basic attack is swordsmanship, and there are very few people who can send waves and light cannons, and there are two medium and long-range secret calculation skills in the 'Flurry' route, but the problem is that whether it is sand scattering or brick attack, it is thrown out by one's own wrist, which is not at all a grade compared to the magician's magic that can automatically find the way, and the ranger arrows with hit correction.

Every time the enemy attacks, let alone eating meat and drinking soup, they can't even catch a fish bone, and it's really hard.

Some people may ask, since you can't grab the blame, then why not PVP first, and then PVE?

The reason is very simple, because although the ceiling of the sword master is so high that no one can beat it, the current players obviously have not mastered the samadhi, so that now none of them can beat it.

Not to mention PVP, not even PY trading......

With the return of players who had ventured far away, and the resurrection of those who had died against the tsunami three days after the event, it became easier to fend off the fish-man attacks - and even the players were already taking turns to go back and farm the dungeon.

It is worth mentioning that those players who have the title of Anti-Sea Martyr have put this title on their heads, which does not have any attribute bonuses, but can shine and look cooler, and can attract the attention of other players' projects no matter where they are.

"Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs...... How is it still an eyeball? Not to mention pinfins, there is not even a gill sac?! Joey dripping the sea water to fish for his team's trophies inside: "I've been fishing for eyeballs all morning!" ”

Although eyeballs can also be exchanged for bonus items, the equipment that may be exchanged is either useless or comes with side effects, and if you change the strengthening stone, you can only change the primary, so it can be said that the eyeballs are the most rubbish among the drops.

Even Sivi had long anticipated this situation, and specially showed mercy and set up an exchange between drops for players with black faces, which was probably 5 fish-man's eyeballs for 1 fishman's gills, and 5 fish-man's gills for 1 fishman's needle fin. But on the other hand, hitting 1 fishman's needle fin is equivalent to 25 fishman's eyeballs, and 25 times the efficiency can't hurt it......

"It's too dark, it's too dark." A player next to him, who watched Joey's process of fishing for the dropped objects, couldn't help but sigh: "How can it be black like this?" Have you teamed up with anyone before? ”

"Before, Wugang-senpai and mane-eyed senpai took us down to the cellar of the living dead."

"I see." The other party immediately showed an expression of 'oh huo, you're finished': "No wonder this kind of thing happens, you dare to team up with the black hand, young man, you are very brave......"

"Just kidding, I'm super brave."

Joey just didn't believe in this evil, he replied casually, and then picked up his eyeballs.

At this time, the players on the shore seemed to be in a commotion.

"What happened?" Joey asked curiously.

"I don't know, maybe the boat is open for exchange, and you can go directly to Fish-Man Island to farm monsters." The player looks like he's eager to dig out all the fish-man eyeballs in the world.

No matter what happened, curiosity (or rather) fun is human nature, so after catching the last eyeball, Joey and the others also went ashore and walked towards the bustling crowd to see what was going on.

It was unclear what had happened, but Joey, who had sharper eyes, had already seen Tang Rui and Jem in the crowd surrounded by players and looking a little scrambling.

This is the first time Joey has seen the two of them since he converted to the god of games at the entrance of the village and separated from them.

Compared to the way they looked at that time, the teenagers seemed to have more wind and frost on their faces at this time, and they also had blue slime on their bodies that I don't know if it was the snow melting or some other reason, which seemed to be a little embarrassed. The big dog, Kappas, also looked a little sluggish.

Joey remembered what he had heard from Ugango about the two teenagers: when they were leading the players to destroy the Wild Giants, they seemed to have accidentally lost the promised chocobos, so much so that some players blamed them.

Seeing that the current situation was not right, Joey ignored that he was just a newcomer who hadn't even reached level 10, so he squeezed into the middle of the crowd, blocked in front of the two teenagers, and shouted at the players who couldn't hear what they were saying: "Don't bully them, come at me for anything!" ”

One player impatiently asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm their daddy!" Joey replied with a solemn attitude.

Then he was backstabbed by Tang Rui and Jem, who looked unhappy behind him.

After a fat beating, Joey realized that it was not Tang Rui and Jem who had gathered the players, but a gray dwarf behind the two of them, who was completely covered because of his short height.

"Forehead......" The gray dwarf felt was stared at by a large group of players, remembering what he had just seen, and he asked Jem in a low voice, "Could it be that the players of the god of the game are all sand sculptures?" ”