092 Cabbage, cabbage

It's a new day, Roland crawls out of the game pod,

He first logged on to the official game website and looked at the forum.

Sure enough, the forum blew up again. As the first person to complete a copy of the main story, the discussion of his post is almost a flash print.

"On whether Roland is the son of the game development team"

Is Roland really that lucky? 》

"Roland, be low-key, you can't take all the good things"

Titles like this have been appearing, and they have a bit of a carnival flavor. Originally, there was nothing to complete the first dungeon, but it was good not to die, and the official group in the forum gave the achievement reward for the first completion of the main dungeon quest to 'post'.

A piece of gold gear, and it's extremely practical.

Principal Huang was discussing this matter, and Fan Liuyi was even more exaggerated, she directly opened a post, '@' Roland. She said in the post that she hoped that Roland would sell her the golden equipment for a good price.

Roland entered the post and left directly after reading the content.

He won't sell the equipment, at least not yet, except to find a more useful golden piece of equipment.

Originally, this was also a matter of equipment, and players brushed down the lemon to indicate their sense of presence and it was over, but just as Roland was about to go offline and go to the knife hall to practice knife skills, a post suddenly appeared and immediately aroused his interest.

"The Secret of Roland's Ability to Be the First to Complete the Main Quest"

Seeing this title, Roland's heart suddenly burst out, and he subconsciously clicked on it.

Then it was discovered that the person who posted it was actually Hawke, and he recorded the whole process of the five people getting off the copy.

Enter the dungeon, walk to the boss room, and then the quest is completed and the five people leave.

Because of the editing, the duration of the entire copy was less than a minute, and finally the conclusion was reached, Roland knew how to understand the text, and directly skipped many plot steps, so he could be the first to complete the task.

This post is completely adding fuel to the fire.

Many players began to express their dissatisfaction.

"Is this a bug, or is it the game planning team's room?" 》

Is the outcome of the game important, or is the process important? 》

"Magicians can do so many things, isn't it too pitiful for other professions?" 》

"Anti-hanging, anti-loophole, anti-Roland"

The emotions of the players, who had already calmed down a bit, immediately became agitated again.

Many players even want an official explanation.

Especially some of the big gaming guilds. These organizations, many times, will fight with all their might in order to grab the first kill of a game boss.

And now the first person to complete the copy is actually a scattered person. On top of that, the means used are not formal.

This makes them very unhappy.

Then some big players who were afraid of things also ran to the game bug feedback section and desperately reported Roland for using game bugs to make profits.

Roland also went to read it, and the report post was full of pages at once.

If there is no one secretly organizing the rhythm, Roland doesn't believe it.

However, Roland is not in a hurry, he has a feeling that this time the game planning is very resistant to pressure, and he should not be forced by the 'players' casually!

He was too lazy to read the content on the forum, and after a brief wash, he rode a shared bicycle to the knife hall.

Today's weather is very good, the morning breeze is a little cool, and it is particularly comfortable to blow on the body.

Roland came to the sword hall and happened to see Xisha bringing out breakfast.

This time, the breakfast was hearty, not only noodles, but also steamed buns and wontons.

The noodles are still of the medicinal food type, but the buns and wontons look exquisite.

"What day is it?" Roland sat at the dining table and looked at Xisha with some surprise.

Xisha scooped a small bowl of noodles for him, then put a plate of buns and a bowl with wontons in front of Yi Luolan, and said lightly: "If you give the tuition, our breakfast funds will be more generous." ”

That's it!

And because everyone has the same breakfast to eat, Roland did not doubt that he had it, so he tasted the buns first, which tasted good.

Then I drank some wonton soup base and found that the taste was very good and fresh.

This kind of breakfast is indeed much better than eating takeout by yourself.

He was gulping down.

Xisha saw that he was eating happily, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

A young man next to him was happy to eat, and couldn't help shouting: "Cousin, the breakfast you made is so delicious, marry me as a wife in the future." ”

The others let out a good-natured laugh.

Xisha patted the top of the young man's head lightly: "Relatives can't get married." ”

The boy put on a lost face.

Breakfast was very full, and Roland spent more than half an hour eating before he felt that his stomach was not so swollen.

Under Qi Shaoqiu's guidance, he practiced the horse steps for half a morning, and learned how to hold the three ways of Miao Dao.

These are all basic knife skills, and if you don't learn them now, you will use them in the future.

Then Qi Shaoqiu put on a stinky face like a dead man: "Later, you and my sister will go to the city to buy some things." ”

"What to buy?"

Roland didn't think anything, he just asked. He was very happy to eat breakfast, and now he was familiar with Qi Shaoqiu and Xisha, and he could barely be regarded as friends.

It's normal to give a friend a favor.

"You need some materials to make your protective gear, Xisha is a girl, you go and help move the materials and other things."

I see...... Then you should follow Xisha to the city center.

While the two were talking, a pickup truck drove up to the side of the concrete field, and then the horn sounded.

Roland turned his head and saw that it was actually Xisha in the driver's seat.

"How's your driving skills?" Roland walked over to the car and asked.

Xisha glanced at him, turned his gaze back to the front, and his tone seemed to be a little unhappy: "You also look down on female drivers like those chauvin pigs on the Internet?" ”

"I didn't mean that."

Although Xisha's tone didn't sound very good, after getting along with each other during this time, Roland also knew that Xisha was the kind of person with a cold face and a soft heart, so he didn't care about it at the moment, but went up to the deputy seat.

When he got into the car, he found out that Xisha was actually wearing a white dress, which made Roland feel a little surprised.

Before, Xisha has always loved skirts and long sleeves and trousers, and more conservative clothes.

It was the first time Roland had seen her in a dress.

Xisha itself is very white, and now wearing a white suit, it looks as white as snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

Roland's gaze circled around the tide and sand, and then retracted it.

Xisha's white dress is a more slim one, so Roland knows Xisha's figure.

Pretty good.

The big is big, and the thin place is fine.

Although Roland's gaze stayed on Xisha's body for less than two seconds, Xisha's ears were still slightly red.

She hurriedly started the pickup truck, masking her rapid heartbeat with the rumbling sound of the engine.

Under the greenhouse, Qi Shaoqiu looked at the pickup truck driving away, and sighed slowly: "The cabbage at home is going to be arched away by the fat pig......