This story is long, but in fact, it is just a few ppt in front of Lin Xun's eyes.

"The key people have mosaics on their faces, and they don't know who it is."

Lin Xun shook his head and rubbed his temples again.

"But, is this a reward for listening carefully?"

A rough wooden stick appeared in front of his eyes, which looked like it should be the crutch of the man in white in the PPT.

"The way of heaven is the way of heaven again."

What the hell is the way of heaven, Lin Xun still doesn't know.

However, this is the same as reading comprehension in English when I was a student, you don't need to know too much, you just need to know the individual meanings.

Just think of this as a normal game,

Just treat this as an ordinary task.

Isn't it fun?

"Task 2 has been refreshed.

Arrive at the Sage Bone Mountain in half an hour.

Note: At least two people from the team need to arrive, and after half an hour, players who fail to complete the mission will be punished by heaven! ”

……

"This place is not fun at all, it's cold and dark!"

Ye Cheng was the first to complain.

His complaints were echoed by a lot of high and low pitches.

"Ah, take the medicine, hurry up and take the medicine! Take medicine to save your life first! ”

In such a cold and dark environment, the player's SAN value can easily drop, and the decrease in SAN value will cause unnecessary illusions, which will directly or indirectly lead to a decrease in the player's survival value.

This will hurt the egg.

Thanks to the skin temperature pill he prepared in advance, he was able to maintain the temperature on his body, otherwise he would have been shivering from the cold like these unlucky children.

Although feedback adjustment can be carried out in the game, no matter how you adjust it, it can't prevent the survival value from dropping due to the cold, and when this health bar falls to the end, it's time to send people home.

Therefore, most high-end players will choose to retain more than half of the realism, so as not to hang up inexplicably.

Thanks to these twenty people, they are all players who represent the high-end combat power of this game, and everyone has a few spare small items like Skin-Wendan, so they won't panic because of the change of venue and the drop in temperature.

Lin Xun was holding his original account this time, and naturally he also had some commonly used pills.

After solving the most basic problems of survival, everyone tacitly began to remain silent.

Lin Xun habitually sat on the periphery of the crowd, rubbing his arms for a while, rubbing his legs for a while, and then yawning.

Nervous?

I wasn't really nervous.

It wasn't the first time he had been here.

This time, with 19 people accompanying him, there was no need to be nervous.

"Everyone heard that story just now, right? Let's make a confession. Mo looked back and said.

"Little sister, we've only known each other for a few minutes, can you believe what I said?" Wandering in the mountains jokingly.

Xiao Mo didn't have the habit of being verbose with others, she smiled coldly and stopped looking at him.

Wandering in front of the mountain, it lit up: Still a girl with a cold fan?

Lao Tzu likes it.

In the disdainful eyes of everyone, he wandered in the mountains and roughly described the story he saw.

"Well, this one is the same as my version."

"Almost."

"And then?"

The crowd chimed in.

Mo Jia coughed and said, "In this case, then our team is divided into two groups, going in two directions, north and south, which will be more efficient." I have made the following division according to everyone's attack mode and class, which has been projected on the public screen, everyone can take a look and ask questions. ”

There are three swordsmen, three wizards, one mom and dad, one mage, two summoners, six archers, and three special classes, and if necessary, they can be divided into three waves.

However, there is no need for this right now.

Ye Cheng had no objection to this allocation, and speaking of which, he secretly instructed Big Mo to do so.

Most of the others remained silent.

Some people voluntarily stood up in line, and they were lazy and happy.

However, just as the screening ended, a rough voice rang out.

"What bullshit allocation, I don't agree."

Mo Jia raised his eyebrows: "Huh? ”

If you don't agree, you won't agree, will you talk well?

The man cleared his throat, as if he was brewing emotions.

And then

He-tui！

He spat a mouthful of phlegm in front of this group of bigwig players.

"Hey, you're just a wizard, what kind of profession is a wizard, everyone knows it, right? It's just such a useless profession, when will it be able to come to the stage? ”

Mo Jia's face turned cold.

"So what?"

"Do you feel like you're acting too positive?"

"So what?"

"Hehe, okay, okay. Then, let me be straightforward, you are just a wizard, so you should not be self-righteous in assigning us to stay and go, and the reason is simple, you are not worthy. ”

Mo Jia let out a long breath.

Yes, in this game, there are many people who call him the ink boss, and there are many people who follow his vicissitudes of ink, but there are also such extreme players who are prejudiced against the entire wizarding profession.

"Truth be told, we have our own goals, so we don't have to go with your army, and we have the largest number of people, so you have to give us a milk. Ah, of course, if you're willing to beg me, I'm not going to take you with you and let you, the poor wizard, get some experience and props. ”

Mo Jia struggled to suppress the irritability in his heart and looked at the person who spoke.

The man was one of the six archer players, dressed in green, and had reached level 44, and his name was Bemin.

Bei Ming didn't look very old, but he should be a few years younger than Mo Jia, and he had a snarky face that people didn't want to approach.

The class with the largest number of people in this team is not the swordsman, but the archer, which surprised Mojia from the beginning.

Ye Cheng, as the organizer, should be very aware of the disadvantages of archers, they are really mediocre, and many players in the team do not even have players of this profession, they are afraid that they will lag behind.

Why did Ye Cheng organize so many archers?

Could it be ......

Is it behind who's in charge?

Mo Jia couldn't help but ask, "You want to take these archers to fend for yourself?" ”

Bei Ming snorted coldly: "Do you think we can't do it?" ”

Mo Jia also snorted coldly: "I really don't think you guys are very good. ”

It's just that you're going to die, and you still want to take away one of the in the team!

Hearing the refusal, the archers all sank their faces.

It seems that this wizard really does not know the reputation of their six brothers.

"Wizard, you have to figure it out, there are six of us, and there are more than six of us."

"That's right, there weren't just six of them, but me." In the darkness, a low-presence figure spoke.

"All pure C's are a family, and me."

"And me."

……

Mo Jia followed the prestige and looked at the first person to speak, his eyes widening slightly.

No wonder he is so confident, it turns out that he is the god of fighting, and the country is picturesque!