"Good evening, audience friends. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" A man in black clothes and black hair appeared in the camera of the live broadcast room, "I'm your friend Alvin, today is the second day of the live broadcast, don't talk too much, I'll take you to see the environment I'm in now." ”

After Alvin finished speaking, he turned the camera and switched to a shoulder perspective.

"Yesterday we rescued a group of civilians from the Monster Factory. Right now, I'm in a makeshift shelter where it's six o'clock in the morning and the players are preparing breakfast for the NPCs. Alvin explained as he walked, "The knife in front?" That's right, it's him, let's go over and say hello. ”

"Knife, what are you doing?" Alvin stepped forward and said.

"There is not enough food, and so many people have been added at once." Knife replied, "The president told me to find a way to get some more." ”

"With or without our help for you, you can just investigate the situation in White Frost City." Alvin said.

"That's great, I'm worried about what to do!"

In the next hour or so, Alvin and several players in the adventure group who went online earlier, together with the knife, took out the warehouse of a black-hearted merchant who surrendered to the evil god, and ran outside the city to hunt a few dinosaur-like monsters, although it is not a high-quality meat, but the advantage is that the amount is sufficient, and everyone can get a piece after cooking, which is much better than just drinking porridge.

The early morning sunlight shone in through the narrow windows, reflecting the white air coming from the rice porridge and boiled meat, bringing a warm breath to the otherwise gloomy shelter. Alvin sat next to him, quietly watching the scene. In this virtual world, everything seems to be light and fluttering, without any weight, and some people join the evil camp just to pursue power, and kill innocents with the evil god believers, which makes people angry at the same time, but more powerless. Wicked people and villains, no matter how much they condemn them, they can't make people feel at peace, and even if they are killed, they still make people feel empty for a while......

But now, little by little, this feeling of emptiness disappeared from Alvin's heart. Because he saw that in this game, there are also players like Drunken Hongchen who are willing to lend a helping hand to those who are suffering. They are not story players, and they are not related to these civilians, and they are willing to help these people only because they still hold on to the goodness in their hearts. Whenever he saw such a situation, Alvin felt that he really loved the game.

……

In a short early morning, Alvin brought a healing time to everyone, which can be regarded as an adjustment to yesterday's long killing, but since it is a concoction, it means that it is not the main theme of Alvin's game life, and after most of the people in the adventure group are online, Alvin gathers everyone together.

The first is compensation for the deceased members, although the value of the equipment and items gained by these players in this operation has exceeded their losses, but after all, it is a loss suffered in a group event, so Alvin still gave them an additional part of the compensation. What's more, these people in the adventure group can be said to be the closest group of people to Alvin in the game (regardless of NPCs), and for them, Alvin will certainly not be stingy.

After dealing with the issue of compensation, Alvin left the shelter again with more than forty members of the adventure party and went to trouble the cultists.

At this time, not only the people around Alvin, but even the people in the live broadcast room were looking forward to their actions today. Although Alvin did not broadcast live during the day, the audience did not stop discussing him, and some people even posted a special feature on the official forum, conducting a "comprehensive" analysis of him. Especially things like "Why did Alvin leave food in the attic yesterday?" "And what grade is the weapon in his hand?" This kind of problem, after a day, has basically been solved, and some people even found the name of Alvin's weapon by looking through the historical materials of Fedeouss City, I don't know what kind of expression Alvin people will have when they see this post.

……

Through yesterday's battle, Alvin already had a preliminary understanding of the strength of the enemy in Hundred Frost City, which made him much bolder when he acted today. Although he didn't dare to say that he was walking sideways in Hundred Frost City, at least Alvin also knew one thing, that is, before White Frost City dispatched the real top combat power, he would not be able to take advantage of himself and others.

The phased report has long been submitted to the city lord of Asy, but whether the other party will send troops because of this information, Alvin is unknown, but regardless of whether the army of Fedeos City will be dispatched, Alvin and others have a lot to do, and this is unchanged.

"According to the confessions of some evil god believers, there are at least three monster factories in this city, and they are here and here...... And here. Alvin had an old problem, and he took a whiteboard dagger and drew on the ground, and the people around him said: "It's too abstract, you can't see what is being drawn!" ”

"Or just tell us what to do next, old black!" In the end, it was Duxiao Frost Lin who spoke.

"Okay." Alvin was helpless, "My opinion is that these monster factories must be eliminated, not only to prevent the civilians from continuing to be mutilated, but also to prevent the enemy from accumulating troops, what do you think?" ”

"I don't have a problem with the boss!"

"Do what you say, Captain!"

"......" Alvin was slightly moved in his heart, he knew that these people were willing to completely obey his own arrangement, and it was definitely not without their own opinions-not to mention the first batch of players in the adventure group, no matter how they were the core players of the Silver Wing Wolf, their strength was naturally not bad. As for the more than 20 people who joined later, Alvin was carefully selected from thousands of players, all of whom are good at thinking and have a relatively quick understanding of the game. It is such an elite group of people, but they are willing to obey his orders unconditionally, and there can only be one reason, and that is trust. Of course, there may be a reason why these people are simply lazy, but this reason was not taken into account by Alvin from the beginning, or Alvin subconsciously ruled out this possibility.

――The master players who have worked so hard to collect by themselves are instantly assimilated into teasing, how is this kind of thing possible!

Alvin's first target was a monster factory in the south of the city, which was relatively close to the city walls, and even if the operation failed, it would be easier to retreat. After making a plan, Alvin began a new round of infiltration operations with more than 40 people.

"Great, it's finally time to sneak into combat again." Someone posted a barrage and said.

"God is special to infiltrate the battle, yesterday's operation, several blocks were destroyed, and finally the boss just ran away, this is the biggest 'infiltration operation' I've ever seen."

"Hahaha, that's right, a few of you are from the martial arts team to make cameos! Infiltration operations can be so vigorous. ”

"666 of the martial arts team, don't say it, the nature of their work now is really a bit similar to that of the martial arts team."

“2333…… It's a good fantasy game, and you've played it into an anti-Japanese drama, and you're enough anchor. ”

The barrage of complaints in the "......" live broadcast room was once again brushed up. (To be continued.) )