Chapter 38: The Druid on the Train

There are a lot of people who get on the train from S City, and they follow behind the other passengers with their suitcases on their high backs to find their seats.

The high seat is Seat F by the window, and next to it is Seat D by the corridor. When he found his seat, there was already a person sitting in seat D.

The man in seat D, who looked a few years older than Gao Zhen, was wearing a pair of green headphones and was very engaged in playing the computer game on the laptop in front of him.

He put down his salute and wanted the man who was playing the game to let him in, but after saying a few words, the man didn't pay attention to him, I don't know if he didn't hear it or what, he didn't move. The passengers who were blocked behind by the high pillow and couldn't move forward began to urge, and the high pillow had to pat the man's shoulder hard.

"I'm grass!" The man scolded, took off his headphones, looked back at Gao Zhen and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Gao took out the ticket in embarrassment, pointed to the location inside, and motioned for him to get out of the way. I thought that this person was too involved in playing the game, and he didn't respond after screaming next to him for so long, and he had to ask himself what he was doing.

The man muttered, "It's all your fault, I'm dead again." Impatiently, he put away his notebook, turned around, and let the pillow in.

Gao Zhen said thank you and didn't say anything more. As a "veteran" gamer, he understands the feeling of being interrupted by someone while playing a game and then dying.

The train starts up, and the man in seat D puts his headphones back on and continues the game. Gao Pillow adjusted the back of the seat back, found a comfortable position, took out his mobile phone, and read a novel at a certain point. On the train, that's how he always spends his time.

"MD, dead again!" ", dead again!" "WDNMD, dead again!" The sound of scolding kept coming from the side, making Gao Zuo uneasy, and he didn't want to vote for the recommendation, but his hand slipped and he voted a few more.

He glanced towards the seat next to him, trying to see what the hell the man next to him was playing with and how he had died so many times.

It turned out to be Reboot II. The on-screen character is dressed in feathers and animal skins, and holds a staff entwined in vines. Recognizable at a glance, this is a druid profession that can communicate freely with nature and transform into a variety of animals.

ID: Nothing Else, Level: 22, Class: 3rd Order Druid - Druid Prophet.

At this time, the poor druid, who had died many times, was being controlled by his manipulator to jump over a thorny field. It was a thorny field full of spikes and traps, with only a few narrow footholds where to stand.

"Whew! You must not die again this time. Come on, take your time, run, jump, run, slide, jump...... W, W, W, space, shift, W......" The man in seat D first wiped the sweat on his hands, then raised his hands in the air, and practiced simulatingly on one side, muttering quietly on his mouth, and only after a long time of making it take him to put his hands on the keyboard.

He pressed the W key and controlled the druid to take a slight step forward, and then he moved forward step by step, until he reached the edge of the rock beneath his feet, ready to jump. He didn't dare to run and jump, fearing that he would rush directly to the foothold and fall into the thorn bushes and be stabbed to death.

Pressing the D key and the spacebar at the same time, then quickly releasing it, the druid made a very short jump to the front right, landing just on the narrow landing point.

Then, he began to press the W key continuously, and the druid could not be allowed to stay at this landing point for too long, because there were not rocks under his feet, but vines, and if he stood still, he would fall from them.

There was a spiked trunk in front of him, and if he hit it headlong, it would hang, and the druid hurriedly made a sliding shovel and slid under the trunk, avoiding the spikes without slowing down and not falling from the vines.

Further on, there is a cliff, and under the cliff is a clump of thorns, and if you fall into it, you will be pierced with holes. The foothold on the other side of the cliff is far away from this side, and even if you run and jump, you can't reach it.

Approaching the edge of the cliff, the druid hurriedly urged the natural staff in his hand, and a trace of green natural light converged on the green crystal at the tip of the staff. The druid swung his staff at the cliff in front of him, and the natural light was spilled forward, condensing in the air, turning into thick dark green rattans, which hung bend towards the opposite foothold.

This is the druid's skill "Vine Growth", which can create rattans that can be turned into whips to twitch and attack enemies, and can also form shields for defense. It can also be used as a bridge when facing a cliff.

Worried that the rattan bridge would not be able to support his gravity, the druid made a rapid move on the rattan, jumping and jumping, and finally landed on the opposite foothold. As soon as he settled, he immediately squatted, and several poisonous arrows shot out of the mouth of the stone statue on the side, grazing his scalp and sliding past.

The controller breathed a sigh of relief, and he had finally succeeded. The timing of this squat must be mastered, not too early, not too late, I have died here many times before, and I have never been able to find the key. This time, he hit the right one, and he actually passed the test in a fool's way.

There is only one last stretch left on this perilous parkour road, which is a boulder that hangs overhead, swaying from side to side. Players need to time the boulder to the highest point so that they don't get hit. He rubbed his hands together and told himself that he must not give up all his efforts, he finally got here, and this last step must be taken well.

Looking at the swaying boulder, he counted three times in his mind, and once he finished counting, he held down the W key and rushed. As long as this time is successful, every time I have died before it will be worth it.

“3…… 2…… 1…… Rush! He shouted, pressed the keyboard, and rushed out.

"Sir, do you need fruit?"

"Poof!" The man in seat D looked at the druid, who was knocked away by a boulder on the screen, and spat blood. He jumped up violently and shouted at the flight attendant who was pushing the dining cart on the side, "NMSL! Such a good opportunity was ruined by your words! ”

He frantically took off his headphones and danced with his hands, wishing he had smashed his laptop.

The flight attendant on the side was frightened and trembled, I don't know what kind of illness this gentleman has, it can't be the recent legend of a very terrifying renunciation, right?

"Are you alright, sir? How can we help? The flight attendant asked tentatively.

"I'm in trouble! Very eventful! I need someone to help me get through this stretch! The man was almost on his knees, his hands scratching in the air, frantically.

"It's simple, just do it again." A voice rang out next to the man, and he jerked his head to see that it was the young man who was sitting next to him and had been reading a novel at some point.

"Can you do it, you ......" Before the man could finish speaking, he saw Gao Zhen raise his hand and tap it in the air a few times, it was through the fingering of the part of the road he had just walked.

Sitting high and slender, like a pianist's hand, hitting the keyboard is like playing a piano, smooth and flexible, light and natural. His hand speed was unusual, and there seemed to be a double shadow between his ten fingers flying up and down, as fast as lightning. And the most important thing is the sense of rhythm, playing the keyboard when playing the game is not without discipline, it should be urgent, it should be slow, it should be slow, like playing music, so that the movements of the game characters will not stagnate, and will not appear stiff.

"You...... You are...... Master? The man was astonished, sat down, and grabbed the high pillow hand, as if he had found a savior.

"My surname is Gao, but I don't call it a hand, but a single name and a pillow character." Gao Zhen smiled slightly.

"My surname is Wu, my name is what I want, and I can ride in the same car with my master brother today, which is a blessing for three lives!" Wu Suqiu patted his thighs excitedly.

"What Wu wants, what he wants?" Gao Zhen thought the name was very interesting, and felt a little funny because the other party was older than him next year, but he called himself a "master brother".

"Rich in life, ask for nothing else!" Wu Suoqiu laughed and moved his laptop to the small table in front of him.

"Senior brother, help the little brother! This is the last request of my life! Wu Suqiu's face was full of longing.