Chapter Seventy-Three: Fragments of Memory

"I want to place an order, and if I don't give it, I will send it!"

"Dear player, I'm your father."

"Holy Light, that enemy is worth fighting."

"What to fight, what to hide, how many times do I have to repeat such a simple truth!"

"Sir, use the magical orangutan to satisfy your hunger!"

"Don't hit people, take a taxi and take a taxi."

"Study abroad, 1 gold coin will be sent to the inheritance, and if you want to come to the 17th line, go downstairs, slow down."

"Look at my finger of death like the wind."

"Good fight."

Noisy voices, noisy voices, complaining voices, and scolding mothers are rising and falling in the chaotic world composed of fragments, and in the center of the chaotic world, Wang Rui stood in the only not-so-chaotic circle and looked at the surrounding scene and said to himself:

"What kind of thing is this dream world?"

I don't feel like I'm dreaming at all, it's just like playing a slideshow playing the stories I encountered in the game in the past.

Some of the details that even I forgot about have been reproduced in this world, and what remains of Wang Rui's curiosity and nostalgia at the beginning is a slight egg pain.

After all, everyone will have their own secrets, and there are indeed happy memories in the memories of past experiences, but there must also be sad memories of loss.

The things hidden in the depths of his memory were dug up and displayed in front of his eyes, even Wang Rui, who thought that he was alive enough, couldn't help but be entangled.

For example, the story of the only dagger that can be used at present, Wang Rui also saw it in the fragments that were drawn in this world, although it was as fleeting as a meteor, but because of this world, even if it was just the most insignificant scene, Wang Rui would be excavated from the deepest part of his memory after seeing it.

"What is this?" A picture passed by Wang Rui's eyes, and when he sensed Wang Rui's stunnedness, the picture naturally approached the place where it was within reach.

It's the story of a group of people around the corpse of a dead black dragon, a bunch of people arguing over who should belong to a giant two-handed sword.

"Already, all these years." Recalling the results of this quarrel, Wang Rui couldn't help but show a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, a top game guild disappeared, and like-minded friends parted ways.

When a few years later, in this scene, the noisy parties sat together again to drink and chat about this day, all that was left was a slightly sweet and bitter taste, and they all felt that they were not in vain.

Wang Rui slowly raised his hand to get closer to the fragment of memory, just encountered a trance that made Wang Rui confused, and then returned to the god Wang Rui found that he had appeared in his memory again, wearing black and red judgment armor, standing in the core of the quarreling crowd.

In front of Wang Rui is the soldier who later gave Wang Rui the dagger, the main tank of the game team.

However, from the angry look on the soldier's face now, I can't see the indifference on his face in Wang Rui's memory and the depth brought by recalling the past.

"Long time no see." Wang Rui suddenly said a word to his old friend in his memory, and the unexpected words quieted the team that was still arguing just now, no one knew why the knight captain, who always regarded the main tank as a competitor, would say this, especially just now he was still arguing with the warriors over who owned the sword of the brotherhood.

"Thank you for the dagger." didn't care about the strange faces of the people around him, Wang Rui still whispered what he wanted to say, even if he knew that this qiē was just a nothingness in a dream, Wang Rui didn't care and said loudly: "Do you really want this weapon?" ”

"It's not that I really want it, it's that the first sword of the Brotherhood should belong to the warriors." The reason given by the soldier is still the same as that of the year.

Before the warrior could finish what he said, a paladin behind Wang Rui who was wearing the half-length source of order half-length commander and holding the Sorrow Messenger Warhammer said loudly: "Why should the first one belong to the warrior, since they are all a team, then DKP should speak, and our captain is much higher than you in terms of DKP." ”

"What does it mean to speak with DKP, we warriors have to choose to wear a defensive suit in order to pass the boss of the team." To the paladin's words, one of the warrior's companions, the second tank on the team, said: "If the defensive outfits taken to get past the boss are not DKP, I will approve of DKP speaking." ”

"You can not wear it, no one forces you to wear it, according to your theory, our knight's milk suit can not be counted as DKP." Another knight interjected, dressed in cloth deck armor, chain mail and leather armor, just for a little healing effect and intelligence, this paladin felt that you warriors were not the only ones who served the team.

In particular, the warrior's defensive outfit can be somewhat useful at other times, and a paladin dressed in a cloth lock plate milk suit can be described as mobile honor in the field.

"The first sword of the fraternity is not only the result of our team's joint efforts, but also the glory of the guild. The statement of the mage captain has won the agreement of many people, after all, the more DKP is online, the higher the attendance rate of the team member, and the more he will pay for the team.

But the soldiers were very dissatisfied with this statement, because their captain had work to do on weekdays, and when he was very busy, he would be late once or twice, which was far worse than squatting at home Wang Rui who was idle all day long.

Since Wang Rui first joined this team from this dungeon era, he has not missed even one team activity.

Seeing that most of the people in the regiment were in favor of the construction of the mage captain, the youngest warrior stood up and said: "That's good, since the total DKP is online, then even the DKP with all the previous team copies are counted, our captain has been the main tank in this guild since the establishment of the guild, I believe that no one can compare to him in terms of the total amount of DKP." ”

This last fighter to join the group is the one who joined the team with some names in the main tank that relied on his experience in past team dungeons to have some names throughout the server.

As a result, as soon as his words came out, not only the paladins expressed their dissatisfaction, but even the other members who had only joined the team in this dungeon era also expressed their unacceptability, because most people knew that if they did this, then these newcomers who were relatively old people would be sent away by the sentence You are a late member of the group if they encounter any equipment distribution problems in the future.

"Alright, don't talk about it." As the main tank plus veteran soldier spoke, this quarrel did not affect his prestige, as soon as he spoke, the team quieted down, looked carefully for a while before Wang Rui then spoke: "That's it, brother, the first one is for our warriors, and the second one is for your knights to be distributed internally." ”

Wang Rui waved his hand to stop the other knights from looking upset and wanting to say something more after hearing this, and said, "Do you mean priority?" ”

At the beginning of the team's establishment of this dungeon, everyone was in favor of canceling the ugly priority, and the reasonable and fair DKP system was also the biggest weapon for this team to be the first to clear this dungeon in the server.

"That's not what I meant." The warrior felt that the topic was not quite right, and hurriedly said: "The only people who need this weapon are warriors and knights, I mean we distribute it internally, so as not to delay others." ”

"Oh, is that so? I think so" Bending down to look at the sword of the Brotherhood that was still leaning on the corpse of the black dragon, Wang Rui said with a smile: "Hunters can also take this weapon, I think the attributes are more suitable for hunters." ”

"Huh?" The captain of the hunter, who was discussing with his friends what to eat for supper, nervously looked at the eyes of most of the members of the group and said: "I am passing by to make soy sauce, you arranged yours, we hunters have epic staff and punishment crossbow, and we don't need the sword of the brotherhood." ”

The hunters, who also felt that they had been shot while lying down, nodded in agreement with their captain's words.

"I see." Wang Rui finally understood why he looked at how suitable the attributes of the Sword of the Brotherhood were for hunters and there were not many hunters to fight for, not that the attributes were bad, but that there were more substitutes, and for warriors and knights, the Sword of the Brotherhood was the strongest weapon in this version.

Wang Rui glanced at the generalissimo's war hammer in his hand and said, "Okay, just do as you say." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone fell silent, because this sentence was not the real past.