August 18, 2110 at 22:00 Yang Xingming's room

"Ahh Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" disgusting coquettish voice.

"Sleeping on time is a good child, this mother keeps it for you." A motherly voice with softness and rigidity.

"I promise I won't play, I just want to sleep with it, I can't sleep without it." A quibble without credibility.

"I promise not to play with it, and you can sleep sweetly with a pillow in your arms. Good night, my good son, and a sweet dream. "Perfectly crush the enemy's lame lies.

Bang. The sound of the door closing.

How to tat.

Yang Xingming saw that the helmet was cruelly confiscated, and rolled on the bed with salted fish in frustration. The beautiful family affection that was fed by sauce elbow and sizzling tofu suddenly turned into hope that they could leave the house on a business trip as soon as possible, preferably a minute later.

As the old saying goes, God closes the door for you and opens a window for you.

So Yang Xingming took out a strip machine from under the pillow.

“09808…… 8. Hey, Aaron? ”

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Yang Xingming's parents' room

I haven't been back for a long time, but the room that was lightly covered with dust is as clean as if I just went out.

Consciously clean the house every weekend, and keep the agreement with the parents, and the good child is clear.

The room is not large, and after occupying a double bed in the middle, you can only put a narrow desk in the corner, and the rest of the aisles cannot even be two people side by side. Compared with Yang Xingming's room where two double beds can be placed, it is really a little chilling.

There are unnamed instruments on the desk, all of which avoid the middle of the desk, like an ignorant fool who greets the gods of heaven. Father Yang sat at the desk, tinkering with these delicate instruments, and when Mother Yang entered the room, all the instruments had already lit up the indicators that could be used.

"Obviously a helmet, but there is a fingerprint lock on it." Mother Yang took out a fist-sized metal ball from her bosom and put it in Yang's father's hand, and the latter placed it in the center of the desk like a treasure, like a sacrificial tribute.

"Little things." Picking up the corresponding instruments on the left and right, Father Yang started a certain operation and quickly immersed himself in it.

Looking at Yang's father, who was immersed in the work at hand and couldn't extricate himself, Yang's mother showed a shallow smile of love, and couldn't help but recall the past, at that time, she fell in love with him because of this.

The projection clock on the ceiling silently set back 30 minutes.

"Alright." Father Yang put down the tools in his hand and retracted the helmet back into its original metal ball.

"Is that really the case?" Mother Yang put the tools on the table into the toolbox next to the table foot.

"Hmm." Father Yang fumbled in his pocket for a long time before he found a crumpled cigarette, shivered and lit it, and took a hard puff before it could be ignited.

After receiving this result, both parties were silent for a long time, and the couple sat on opposite ends of the bed and looked in front of them in deep thought, only the smoke in the room was getting denser and denser.

"Obviously ......" Mother Yang touched the metal ball that Yang's father had packed up, as if stroking Yang Xingming's sleeping face.

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Yang Xingming's room

"Aaron, I, I! No, you can't even hear me? "No, I haven't called for more than a week and I can't hear my friend's magnetic voice, this kind of bad friend.

"Hear it, hear it, there is no one else in such a market tone except Da Ming, why, ask for my help so quickly?" is still like this, his friend is good at everything, except for many things.

"Help you slippery, I'm having a good ride in the game now, do you know my ID? I'll scare you to death by saying it! ”

"Don't mind, you know I'm kind-hearted, and if you don't know if you log in the next day, you'll be the first warrior in the whole server. Oh - if you call to show off your in-game journey, then you can tell my customer service that you will probably see your byline in the first issue of Disillusionment in a month. ”

I'm already the first mage of the whole server, and I don't need your help-"That's not, I'm here to thank you, how to say that this helmet was also given to me by you, I must have half of your military medal in the game, isn't this the currency system open, Lord Ben decided to treat you to a good meal, how about it, I was shocked by my broad mind, hee hahahahahaha! ”

"That's it? Da Ming, who are you and me, the third young master of the dignified Luo family, the fraction of the credit card is the money of your helmet. The rules of the rivers and lakes, call Luo Ye, eat and entertain, Luo Ye pays, just the two silver coins you earn in the game are not enough for me to order side dishes, it has only been more than a week since the service was opened, you still have to save some flowers. "The disgusting lines, the uncaring tone, translates to which of us is with whom, this little favor doesn't need to be reciprocated by your friends.

"Yes, yes, noble Third Young Master, the little one knows that you are very rich, so can you please appreciate the glory and let me, a lowly pupper, stammer, and experience the way of life of the common people."

Luo Yuelong on the other end of the phone was disgusted with goosebumps by this standard minion accent, and he could make up for it Yang Xingming knelt down on one knee in a waiter's suit and stretched out his left hand and said: Hello young master, young master tip.

"Ahem, since you begged me so sincerely, Young Master Ben will be merciful to fulfill your humble wish, send me the time and place of your strip machine, Young Master Ben is going to sleep, Xiao Mingzi retreat."

The two of them played a child's master-servant game like a child, and they really got a childlike giggle. Luo Yuelong accepted Yang Xingming's invitation of thanks, and felt that Yang Xingming had no other topics, so he planned to end this long-lost conversation.

"Aaron!" When he was about to hang up, the sound of Yang Xingming raising his volume suddenly came from the long strip machine.

"What's the matter?" Putting the strip machine to his ear again, Luo Yuelong opened his squinted eyes and listened carefully, it should be Yang Xingming who has something very important to say.

"I ......"

Hurry up and ask, Yang Xingming urged himself in his heart, "Now is the right time to inquire about the relationship between Luo Yuelong and Black Moon Rakshasa

"What's the matter, what do you have to ink with me?"

"I ...... Haha, I suddenly smelled a smell of smoke and choked, so I'm sorry to raise the volume. ”

"Poof, brother, you can play, isn't your uncle smoking in the hallway? My bastard daddy does this a lot. ”

"How is it possible, my dad quit when I was in elementary school."

……

In the end, the two continued the call that should have ended long ago, and they also happened to set a time for the two to meet: the afternoon after tomorrow (August 20) Lin's stall in Dongmu South District.

Hanging up the phone, Yang Xingming turned on the salted fish mode on the bed that could accommodate two people: "Yang Xingming, Yang Xingming, you scum who has not achieved enough and has more than enough to lose." ”

He didn't understand why he couldn't ask this.

What I can answer to myself is a vague feeling: once I open my mouth to get the truth, something terrible will happen.

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22:30 Luo Yuelong room

The room was not lit, and the moonlight shone through the wall-sized holographic glass and shone onto a swivel chair made of fine workmanship and high-quality materials.

Hanging up his friend's phone, Luo Yuelong turned the swivel chair in a circle, so that he entered the moonlight, he looked at the corner of the room, drank the 82-year-old Lafite in the wine glass, still felt unhappy, took out the red wine in the groove of the swivel chair, and unscrewed it.

"The body is not yet mature, drink less." A muffled voice suddenly sounded from the shadows in the corner.

Without answering his concerns, Luo Yuelong filled the wine glass, and then threw the wine bottle into the corner without screwing the lid on.

"Can you rest assured? Didn't ask about bloodthirsty things. He shook the wine glass in his hand, and the man in the corner reflected the twisted reflection of scarlet.

Syllable! Catch the bottle, the person in the shadow is not polite, and it is a bottle blowing at the mouth of the bottle.

"Hiccup." It didn't take long for the 750ml bottle of the best wine to dry.

"Good." The man was saying that the wine was good.

The red wine that was thrown out dripped, and a tiny scarlet crack was formed on the Australian cotton carpet that could be blown and broken, and the cold moonlight outside the window looked like a bloodstain.

But it doesn't matter, tomorrow won't be this carpet.

August 18, 2110 at 7:30 Yang Xingming's room

"Good son, the sun is drying your butt, get up and have breakfast." Open the door, pull the window, lift the quilt, and call the bed for a long time.

"Summer vacation, Mom, zzzzz" Yang lazy insect protested in confusion while holding the pillow.

"Late kids don't have games to play......"

"Ahh Wake up for breakfast and hey! "Everything in the camera is the lively Yang Vitality classmate.

8:00 "Disillusionment" Dragon City Ancient Tree Ridge

This morning's mission is to raid the normal level of Serbia's War Song.

The plot and game experience of "Disillusionment" can be praised by five stars, so as a rebirth party, Yang Xingming naturally left a more or less impression on all the processes in the game, and the copies of "Osan Bandit Group" and "Bridge of Dragon City" are even more so, not only because they are deeply connected with their own growth, but also because of the particularly high difficulty, he suffered a lot in his previous life, and he can't remember it if he wants to. It's just that these copies are all a little different from the standard scripts summarized by the predecessors to a certain extent because of the special task mechanism for space mages, so Yang Xingming is a life of death every time he tackles it. The advantage of rebirth is thus diminished.

Knowing that the dungeon strategy that everyone has to go through is quite popular, Yang Xingming will choose the ordinary level to fight again after completing the first pass, and after analyzing the differences from his previous life, he will make the strategy and clearly mark the price. Yang Xingming has no shame about this shameless behavior: Anyway, it will happen in a few days, what's wrong with being a good person and earning some transportation fees in advance?

But this made many guilds and studios grit their teeth in anger, which was equivalent to cutting off their financial routes. The bad impact caused by this will fan out a devastating storm in the distant future with the fluctuations of the butterfly over time, but now, Yang Xingming has not considered this step.

For him, the first thing is to quickly accumulate the first pot of gold, in order to create a personal brand of "Death Meteor" as soon as possible.

After yesterday's first announcement, the level of players who have crossed 20 and meet the conditions of the strategy are almost unbearable, and this desolate map has suddenly become the scene of the king concert, and these players in the veritable first echelon are grouped together in twos and threes or exchange data or sell themselves, either the number of people is not enough to find teammates, or the strength is not enough to hug the thighs of the gods, or they are not enough to be the scenery...... Or like the big man who came out with a spring breeze on his face, he was self-reliant and provided firm thighs.

As the saying goes, there is demand for someone, and demand will give birth to the market. There will be this person at the door of every dungeon that belongs to the frontier ranks at that time: the dungeon nurse, who has provided help services, the market is now 10 silver coins per person, pay half of the deposit first, and return a quarter if it fails, and the dungeon reward can be unconditionally picked at least one. It's a good way to make money for casual players.

In the previous life, the top of the lone star was quite depressed for a while, and he also did this easily recognizable business, and after the end of this kind of copy, he saw the hardships of the enemy family waiting for a long time, and now he couldn't help but cry when he thought about it. By the way, the intermediary who contacted Yang Xingming was the royal merchant Hongding Xueyan in this world.

Now the big man who came from the exit is the famous Saion in his previous life, who is lost and knows whether he is blessed (the name of "Disillusionment" cannot be punctuated), and the person who sent the nickname aircraft carrier means that he can get his escort This plate will be stable. The profession is an ordinary knight, and the skill and consciousness are indeed worthy of the word god. In his previous life, he also dealt with the top of the lone star, and at the request of his business partner, taking him through a copy was counted as a development.

So, does this Mr. Aircraft Carrier meet the needs of Yang Xingming's team?

Yang Xingming shook his head in his heart.

One of the mysteries of change is the creation of a new group of vested interests, the rising star of the first holographic game in humanity, Disillusionment. In the previous life, many talents who were born out of thin air were mostly recruited by guilds with deep pockets, and few people like aircraft carriers insisted on the title of scattered pioneers. Until the top of the lone star defeated the sky evil, I still didn't hear the news of which account this buddy put in.

Seeing that the aircraft carrier was immediately surrounded by another group of teams after the team mode was lifted, Yang Xingming sighed: Strength is popular.

It's just that the Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other. In the future, I will have the opportunity to meet and get to know him, and I did not let him put down the capital and charm of his established career and work with him.

At this time, you can tackle "Serbia's War Song", which is basically a fritter with its own team, and there are few lone players like Yang Xingming, so he is easy to be questioned by the surrounding team. At the beginning of the game, in addition to that kind of professional nurse, the choice of profession must be a kitchen knife output stream, and few people are willing to live in seclusion behind the scenes and pay silently, so every time the team tackles a dungeon, the team will face a prominent problem: no nurse. Rare is expensive.,A nurse who can play and is a scattered person is simply an unavoidable existence.,It's even better if it's a girl......

This is because most of this kind of gold that will shine has been cultivated in the previous two Gatekeeper quests. This is also the origin of the person who has helped the dungeon is called the "dungeon nurse".

After hearing that Yang Xingming was not a wet nurse, the captains of these teams shook their heads regretfully, and some would ask more: What profession and what is the data. It is a recognized fact that mages of the same level are not as popular as nurses of the same level, although Yang Xingming knows that announcing the identity of space mages will definitely be regarded as guests of honor by their welcoming procession of crying fathers and mothers, but don't forget, this is also the elite area of the Grand Guild now, such as the Caesar Guild.

Rejecting those captains who were eager to find talent, Yang Xingming shook the cloak on his body and went straight to NPC Xivir.

"Hey, wait a minute." Not calling me, not calling me.

"Tell me about you!" The cloak was pulled on.

turned around, I wanted to make a fire, but after seeing the person who came, big names such as Yang Xingming could only pout and ask: "It's so well hidden, how did you find out?" ”

"I'm blind, it's all bright people, and you're wearing a black cloak, underestimating the audience's IQ. Eh, just right, take me through the copy. ”

I thought it was a lonely walk......

Yang Xingming didn't bother to ask how this guy was promoted to level 20, so he could only give a middle finger to God in his heart, and then held back a sentence of young man's life, and the grass people were still not good: "You group me." ”

Ding~ The system prompts that the player Moon Burial Flower Soul (Holy Priest, lv21) has submitted a team application to you.