Chapter Thirty-Six: The First World War
"I'll go, the ghosts are all out." A player was fighting monsters and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the prompt.
"What kind of god is this Burning Sky Down, who actually killed the king-level boss so early, I don't know if the artifact exploded." A middle-aged man-like player muttered to himself while fighting monsters.
Players from the Imperial Continent, and even players outside the game, began to talk about this matter, and they were extremely excited.
Thunder Flame Sanctuary.
Lin Zhi stood on the altar and was speechless for a long time.
People thought that killing the king-level boss would definitely be a big hit, but Lin Zhi had to smile bitterly. It's true that the boss is killed, but the equipment is a piece that doesn't explode, and the only item that bursts out is a gang building order.
Thinking of such a big boss, there was only one gang building order, Lin Zhi felt uncomfortable, and he had an urge to go crazy.
"Warrior, congratulations on completing the trial, you are now one of the candidates for the Descendants of the Gods." The handsome man was overjoyed to see that the Ancient Thunder Dragon had really been killed.
He worked hard to kill the boss, but only became a candidate, Lin Zhi's heart was extremely unbalanced, and his eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at the ancient thunder dragon.
I saw Lin Zhi step forward, cut off the two horns of the Ancient Thunder Dragon, remove a tooth, and remove a piece of reverse scales from the Ancient Thunder Dragon's body, and also cut off the claws of the Ancient Thunder Dragon, and finally took off the largest leg bone, and put these into the backpack, so he nodded with a little satisfaction.
Poor Thunder Dragon, who was supposed to be the overlord of one side, is now dead without a corpse, which is inevitably a bit ironic.
That's right! Lin Zhi suddenly looked at the space-time tunnel that had not yet closed, and then jumped into it without hesitation.
There was nothing outside the space-time passage, but after entering, there was a different world, only to see the lush vegetation and the fragrance of wildflowers inside.
Lin Zhi's eyes searched among the flowers and plants, and after a while, he found a large area of ambergris, the number of which was much more than that outside the temple.
Great, with these herbs, there will be no problem in refining the in-situ resurrection potion. Lin Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to collect medicine. But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and as soon as Lin Zhi began to collect medicine, he heard the faint voice of a handsome man.
"I didn't expect there to be so many herbs here, you can pick them if you want, but hurry up, the space-time tunnel is about to close."
Unlucky. Lin Zhi secretly exclaimed, how could he finish picking so many ambergris grass here, but his hand sped up a few points.
At four o'clock in the morning, Lu Gaofu was on the high platform.
A tall, lanky young man swayed in front of the exchange, apparently selling items.
The man was Lin Zhi, who returned to the city from the Lei Yan Holy Land, and refined five sets of in-situ resurrection pills in one go, and then uncharacteristically bought a 7-day trading certificate, and then put this batch of medicines on the exchange, with a unit price between 145 gold coins and 147 gold coins.
Then Lin Zhi didn't want to do anything, and hurried to the current highest-level wild monster area to farm monsters, for no other reason, although the god costume has been returned to the handsome man, but the effect of the god's blood is still there, and he has a glorious battle axe, if he doesn't make good use of this time, it will be a tyrannical thing.
During this period, from time to time, players asked Garin to be a friend, most of them wanted to pull Lin Zhi into the club, or wanted to buy Lin Shi's Glory Tomahawk or the like, Lin Shi simply turned on the automatic refusal.
At five o'clock in the morning, the effect of God's Blood disappeared, and Lin Zhi also stopped his monster farming journey.
This time the monster farming made Lin Zhi feel the high-level exhilaration, and he flew with the God Fury Axe to the maximum range, and then used the fire dance whirlwind, and then the experience surged towards Lin Zhi like flowing water.
When the effect of God's Blood disappeared, Lin Zhi was already level 41, and this level was already the second echelon in the national server.
A drop of divine blood made Lin Zhi, who was wandering in the middle and lower layers, suddenly jump to the second gradient, and he was worthy of his name.
Back at Lu Gaofu Gaotai, more than half of the in-situ resurrection medicine had been sold, and Lin Zhi had obtained more than 40,000 gold coins.
Lin Zhi thought about it, and went to exchange the violet suit, although it was bronze, but the attributes were not bad, and he changed the winning suit, and then Lin Zhi went offline.
After going offline, Lin Zhi took a break in the Internet café for an hour, because there was still training from the martial arts association at eight o'clock this morning, and Lin Zhi didn't want to leave a bad impression.
Lin Zhi didn't know that in his sleep, the top management of the Destiny Game was talking about him.
On a big screen, the video of Lin Zhi dodging the lightning was played again and again, and the people watching the screen were mostly middle-aged men, and they rarely saw young people.
"I can't imagine that someone has passed the trial of the gods we set up, and it is still the national uniform, what do you think?" An old man with a little gray hair said lightly.
"This Lin Zhi is so handsome, I think he is also a practitioner." A middle-aged man said to the screen, but he didn't look surprised at all, after all, they had seen too many excellent players.
"Well, you guys check this player's information." The old man commanded.
After a while, a piece of information was uploaded to the screen.
"Oh, it's a casual player, and I'm still a college student, and I'm in my prime." The old man said as if talking to himself.
"Director, what are we going to do?" A middle-aged man stepped forward and said to the old man.
"Try to befriend him. By the way, don't we have a new limited edition VR headset, mail him a past, the reason, just say congratulations to him on being in the top ten of the Empire Billboard. The old man thought for a moment and said.
After sleeping lightly, Lin Zhi felt much more relaxed, standing up and moving his limbs, Lin Zhi felt an indescribable subtle change in his body, and he was not as tired as before.
It should be because of a good night's sleep, Lin Zhi secretly guessed.
When I got out of the Internet café, it was still a familiar breakfast shop, ordered a soy milk fritters, and ate it with relish.
Although it was a weekend, the business of the breakfast shop was still very good, and there were some people who came out of the Internet café like Lin Zhi, talking about the affairs of the empire, but after Fang Geque asked the sword-like great god player, he faintly heard a player called Burning Heaven.
Unexpectedly, an ordinary player would become the focus of everyone's heated discussion.
Lin Zhi laughed dumbly, everyone was wearing VR headsets, and they couldn't see each other's game interfaces, otherwise Lin Zhi would have been blocked by these players.
The soy milk in the breakfast shop is packed in a stainless steel bucket, and the boss is often too busy, and if there is a need, he scoops it into the bowl by himself, which is also normal.
However, a young man, who was also a college student, was about to leave after carefully scooping a bowl when his feet slipped and he lost his center of gravity.
Under normal circumstances, the man would fall directly and then spill the soy milk on the ground. Needless to say, physical suffering can also make a mess around you.
But an unusual scene appeared.