Chapter 619: The Special Effect of the Map Cannon

If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, who would have thought that behind the glamorous surface, Cindy would have such an unfortunate past. Want-free-fee-watch-end-full-edition-please-hundred-degree-search-

Sherlock had never met his parents, but at least his teachers were guarding him.

Cindy obviously has a father, but she doesn't get a trace of fatherly love.

I don't know who is more unlucky.

But whoever it is, now that Cindy is on the verge of crying, Sherlock can't say, 'Hey, man, what's your grievance, I'm so much worse than you.'"

He could only tear away the topic and say, "By the way, have you seen today's hot search?" ”

Cindy nodded and didn't speak.

"It won't affect you." Sherlock continued.

Cindy was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Since the release of my second album, I have been spreading this kind of scandal once a month. ”

"Also, how do you care about this ......"

"I care!" Cindy interrupted suddenly, in a loud voice.

Sherlock was taken aback, and for a moment he didn't know what to do with it.

Fortunately, Cindy soon realized that she had overreacted.

But she didn't want to explain, or was embarrassed to explain, so she asked about what happened to Sherlock before.

"It's nothing, that guy was easily chased away by me in a few rounds." Sherlock, as a silk, can't resist the urge to pretend to be forced in front of girls, especially beauties who have a good relationship.

"But how did the forum say that you were beaten and ran away?" Cindy's mood improved inexplicably.

"Uh......" Sherlock couldn't refute, he didn't expect the other party to be in the mood to visit the Forgotten Realms forum.

Unlike the hot search of scandals pushed by Cindy on the whole network, the video of Sherlock being defeated by the mysterious ninja only occupies a place in the top ten popular videos on the forum.

Usually people who don't pay much attention to the relevant information don't see it so quickly, and they don't know how Cindy knows about it.

"You've dropped to tenth in the power rankings." Cindy then added another stab.

"Huh." Sherlock smiled helplessly.

Although the evaluation of combat power depends on many factors, in a one-on-one fight, being beaten to resurrection and fleeing in a hurry is too ugly, and it is estimated that not kicking him out of the top ten directly is already due to his transformation into a demon dragon.

"But I didn't expect you to have quite a lot of fans, all of them are helping you speak." Cindy said again.

"Won't it?" Sherlock was skeptical.

As soon as the video came out, he clicked in and watched it, and the comments at the bottom were all mocking him.

"Believe it or not." Cindy sat down and changed the forum screen to Shared.

Rogue players know what glory is in sneak attacks and wins - the stars of sheep

If the thieves don't sneak up, why don't you let the druids not move? - Jack the Ripper

Hehe, is that person a thief, the key skill is either ninjutsu or professional talent, and it has a dime to do with you thieves - a druid who doesn't eat grass

That is, the second-order profession fights the first-order profession, and there is nothing to show off if you win, not to mention that there is no winner or loser at all now - the star of the sheep

And that's not all about winning and losing? Are your druids' faces made of iron-clad rhinoceros skin? - The master of selling sticks

If Sherlock wants to go, the ninja can catch up, eat the farts - the little kitten runs fast

And the terrain, if it were in the forest and water, Sherlock would definitely have beaten that ninja - Pigman

……

……

Sherlock flipped all the way down and found that most of the people who spoke for him were druids.

However, he clearly remembered that it was this group of players who sprayed him the hardest before, and he was a little impressed by the IDs of several of them.

Intrigued, he scanned through the comments on both sides, and finally found the source of the argument at the bottom of the post.

Druids are a garbage class, and the druids are played by brain-dead - anonymous players

In a virtual scene where their true identity is not revealed, there are always people who like to shoot a map gun.

As soon as the map cannon was fired, what was originally discussed was no longer important, and all druid players were passively on Sherlock's side.

At this time, even if they don't like it anymore, they can only speak for him.

ridiculed, defended, and added to the chaos, and there was a scolding war that lasted for more than ten hours.

"I don't know who this anonymous player is, no matter what he intended, I really have to thank people." Sherlock also felt a pang of amusement in his heart.

It was a real bonus.

Although he doesn't care about his reputation, it seems to be quite good to have a group of people behind him.

Suddenly, he had an urge to transform into a star gamer.

"Cindy, do you think I have ......" Sherlock turned his head and found that Cindy had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder for some time, perhaps because he had just read the post too seriously, and he hadn't even noticed it.

Of course, you can sleep in virtual games, and even if you use the sleep pod to play games, the quality of sleep will be better than in the real world.

With the nutrient solution, you can not quit the game for a month or two.

Nowadays, more and more players tend to choose this game mode, which can not only make more reasonable use of the game time, but also experience the Forgotten Realm more realistically and completely.

Of course, Cindy doesn't have such a high pursuit, she's just sleepy.

In the quiet moonlight, the bonfire swayed;

The sound of insects beating rhythmically around them, the barbarians not far away fell on the stones and snored, and the men around them looked intently at the light curtain in front of them;

It's been a long time since she's been so relaxed that when the drowsiness hits, she can't put up any resistance, and falls asleep in the game.

……

The next day

A bright ray of sunlight awakened Sindy from her slumber.

"Ahh ”

"You're awake." A man's voice suddenly responded.

How can there be a man in the family? Cindy was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to grab the 'quilt' under her.

It's just that it's a warm ball of cotton wool when you start it.

As soon as she looked down, she realized that she was not sleeping in her own bed, but lying in the middle of a large mass of creamy cotton wool.

"Are you still sleeping comfortably?" The man's voice came from the cotton wool beneath him.

By this time, Cindy had realized that she was in the Forgotten Realm, and pretended to be calm, "Who are you, Sherlock?" ”

"Isn't it right under you?"

"You're Sherlock?" Cindy jumped off the cotton wool, only to find that there was a little brown goblin hidden under the cotton wool.

"This is my Wind Fairy form." Sherlock explained as he changed back into his human form.

"I slept in ...... last night" Cindy's face instantly turned red at the thought that she had slept on a man all night.

"How's it going, isn't it comfortable?" Sherlock didn't notice the change in Cindy's expression at all, and was complacent about his transformed form.

"Hmm~" Cindy lowered her head and said, "Thank you~"

"It's okay, I originally existed to be a pillow for you." Sherlock said with a smile.

"Hmm~" Cindy's face turned even redder: "I, I'll go first, wash my face." ”

After saying that, she went directly to actinization and went offline.

And not long after she went offline, another Sherlock walked out of the dense forest.

"What about the Sinti?" He asked.

"Went offline and washed up."

"Oh, thank you."

"It's fine."

Then there was a thud, and the Sherlock who had spoken to Cindy at the beginning turned into a cloud of white mist and vanished.

"Just prepare breakfast and see what ingredients are available,"

"White-footed centipede meat, charred bee pupa, corpse-scented konjac, then make three packets of fried milk."

Druids of the Forgotten Realms

Druids of the Forgotten Realms