On the second floor of the Tower of the Four Seasons, the water ripples in the tea cup in front of Shouma, slowly presenting a blood-colored and desolate picture. The lush forest, which should have sheltered the sky and the sun, only the dry trunks were twisted, and the messy tree patterns were silently telling of unwillingness. A number of scavenging vulture-like war pets perched on the dead branches, scanning their greedy eyes to the depleted roots, waiting for the dead dead mice of the ground to be thrown out of their bodies. In the distance, five crisscrossed mountains enveloped the forest, locking the silent terror firmly in his arms.

Shou Ma stretched out his finger, and the picture in the tea cup began to move underground, and the roots of the trees seemed to have died, and their roots were still stretching into the ground, running through one tunnel after another. Where the roots of the tree come into contact with the air, countless fluorescent fungi clinging to it, making the underground space no longer dark. There is no pattern in the comprehensive interlaced underground tunnels, and occasionally two tunnels cross each other, but they only leave a space of more than ten meters in radius, which has become a hunting ground for some large beasts.

The surface of the water trembled again, and it seemed to see through the entire underground space from top to bottom, in the underground space of different depths, there are nine spaces with a circumference of more than 10,000 meters, where orcs who walk upright, fighting with carnivorous beasts every day, and the dead corpses will be extracted by the dead wood for nutrition, and the rest will be excluded to the ground along the roots of the dead wood, maintaining a simple but fragile ecological balance.

In a large space at the bottom, the noble golden hordes of various orc tribes were lined up one after another, and in front of each tent hung the skull of some kind of beast, as if to show their bravery. Fighting against this unjust world is the eternal theme of the orcs living here. The densest area of the Golden Horde is a tall tower that spirals into the ground, and every time the spiral rotates, it is a floor, and at the end of the ninety-ninth floor of space, there is a door of gold and stone for bone and beryllium steel for flesh, if you are brave enough to reach out and touch it, it will be as if you have touched cold skin. In the legend of the orc tribe, a visitor from another world who obeys an ancient oath will open this door and awaken the sleeping ancestors, which is also an opportunity for the orc tribe to enter a beautiful and rich new world.

Shou Ma looked at the tea cup and was quietly distracted, as if he had thought of some difficult puzzle, his eyebrows were tightly clustered, and then his lips moved, but he didn't make any sound, thinking that he was talking to other legendary beings.

After a while, the silence was broken.

"Is it fate again? Amusing! Is the fate of heaven and earth decided a long time ago? So why let us go out for a walk? Shou Ma clutched the tea cup tightly, looked at the ups and downs of the picture, and said to himself: "Old friend, you don't believe that this fate is decided, do you!" Soon, soon you'll be able to get out of this cage. But I'm not going to make a move, lest you get into trouble with me when you come out......"

The screen in the teacup shook for a while, and finally focused on a player who was in a position to move.

Taoli Chunfeng is cautiously exploring this space with a glass of wine at this time, looking at the name prompted by the system, this should be the detention place of the alien beast "Hideous", and it will inevitably be the entrenchment of the minions and war pets. My own gold-eating rat doesn't know if it can find an opportunity to evolve here. Where he didn't feel it, an illusory figure gradually solidified, and a girl with a red fox tail came out of the rock wall, looking thoughtfully in the direction Tao Li left.

"Is this the otherworldly people that our ancestors talked about? There really isn't a tail~ Should I continue to follow him, or should I go back to the tribe to report first? Oops, hey, I'm really more curious! ”

The foxtail girl casually drew a psychic circle, and a Q version of the little fox with milky white fur jumped out of it. The girl saluted respectfully to the stupid and cute big-headed fox, and asked, "Please ask Hu Liugu to help send a message to Grandpa: the people of the other world have appeared near the wolf clan and the embarrassment tribe, and Xiao Min is continuing to follow them." The three-headed fox shook the whiskers at the corners of his mouth, turned around and burrowed into the teleportation array and left.

"Alright! Next, you can continue to follow the people of the other world~" The fox-tailed girl wiped her hands in front of her, and a strange fluctuation appeared, and the girl's figure disappeared.

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On Shitai Square, the ring match has reached the thirteenth round, and the confrontation between players is becoming more and more intense.

The previous high-profile melee between the top three players has also come to an end. Aromatic Foot first commanded the cloud-chasing horse to conduct an air battle with the sunrise east at an unimaginable flight speed, and won two fights and three victories; In the second round, he faced his teammate Dao Chief, and cleared the field directly before the opponent's guardian enchantment was released. At present, Aromatic Feet, as the only 13 players, can be said to have made it to the final stage of the ring competition.

Although Michicho and Sunrise East have lost to Aromatic Foot in succession, they still stand out among the next level of players, and the two are currently firmly at the top with 12 wins. Not to be outdone, there are ghosts in their hearts, dead brothers, artists, and people who are fighting hard and bite the first echelon tightly. There are also a lot of civilian players among the players in the second test, and Sigh, Western Dartman, and Physical Education Teacher are among the best. Among them, in addition to the players who have joined the teams of Food for Heaven and Righteous Qi Alliance, there are very few players who are willing to stick to the Lone Ranger gameplay or are ready to build their own teams.

Outside the ring, the western dart player looked at the opponent who came over and was a little speechless, just now he abused the opponent so badly, almost full of blood to win the victory, so that people can still talk to him with a smile on his face, he asked himself if he would definitely not be able to do it. "Maybe I'm not used to it, it's just a game!" Regaining the light in "Mountains and Seas" is the biggest motivation for him to persevere, and he has never intended to share this with others.

After playing two consecutive rounds of qualifiers, the western dart player looked at the soul power that was close to drying up at the bottom of the interface, and reluctantly chose to go offline. "Lao Tzu, I'm a person who runs to four, how can I play a game and prevent addiction? Alas! Taking off the VR glasses, the western dart couldn't help but touch the scar on his left eye. Qiu Hu ......" couldn't help but pop out of his mouth again, and Dole Kunjiang, that is, the western dartman, clenched his fists tightly.

Dolekunjiang used to be the ace sniper of the military in the northwest region, and three years ago, because of a special mission, he was transferred to the special operations team with his teammates, and teamed up with the special service personnel arranged by Shangfeng to cross the desert to carry out outbound missions. It was during that mission that the team of five encountered a rare giant spiral black sandstorm, a nearly ten-meter-high sand wall obscuring the sky and the sun, which was mixed with red and gray particles. After that, Qiu Hu, who was still a secret service officer at the time, took advantage of the night to make a brazen move, subdued all four members of the operation team, took away all the supplies and the right eye of the Dolekun River, and then walked away. Before leaving, Qiu Hu only left a meaningful sentence: "This is just the arrangement of fate." After the four of them got out of trouble and reached the next supply point with difficulty, the two hard-hit comrades could no longer hold on. Then, he and his last surviving comrade-in-arms, Yang Chun, retired due to injuries and barely survived on subsidies.

Thinking of this, Dolekunjiang was completely sleepy, opened the address book on his mobile phone, found Da Chun's name, and clicked on it.

"Bancun, what are you looking for me?" A rough and unceremonious male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Still running long distances?"

"If you don't run, you won't have anything to eat. Whoever makes Lao Tzu have a few people in the family can't compare to you. ”

"Well, next year you won't run long distances, I've found a business to make money."

"Poofha!" The big man on the other end of the line let out a mocking laugh. "You don't know the situation of the two of us, your own hot one-eye, I only have one-third of my ears and seven and a half fingers left, if it weren't for the old chief and the former brothers to take care of us, we would have died a long time ago. Those who play black boxing can't look down on us, what else can you find to make money? ”

"It's a game, it's called Mountains and Seas."

"Lao Tzu's seven and a half fingers, you told me to play a game?! Are you looking for a beating? Wait! Look at me when I go back on Saturday and don't pinch you! ”

"It's a VR game, a weird game that you can play with glasses. When I went in, I felt like my eyes weren't hurt. So I suggest you give it a try, and if you're healthy in the game, then let's start a team together. In the past few days, I have been PK with people in the game, pressing the victory and defeat plus the task reward, and I have earned half a pair of glasses. Dole Kunjiang knew what his old comrades-in-arms were most concerned about, so he sent out an invitation very directly.

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, as if it had hung up, and then there was a violent sound of brakes.

"Lao Tzu knows, let me try it when I go back." Yang Chun's calm voice concealed the turbulent waves, after three years, can he still go back? Melee Gun King back in the Northwest Theater? He didn't know, but he knew he had to try!

"I owe you a favor this time, Bancun!"