Zhang Dali is unhappy, very unhappy, and gray.

Zhang Dali wants to scold his mother, he wants to scold his mother, and he often wants to scold his mother, but in fact, he has already scolded his mother.

Moreover, he not only scolded the mothers of the developers of the ten countries, but even greeted the eighteen generations of their ancestors one by one.

Judging from the anger in Zhang Dali's heart, the ancestral graves of many "Chaos" developers must be already smoking.

"Am I being tricked?" After going through a process from ecstasy to euphoria to pretending to be calm to irritability to anger, Zhang Dali's heart was broken, and he couldn't pick it up.

At this time, Zhang Dali was like a child who bought a lollipop to satisfy his hunger with five cents that he had saved hard, just opened the gorgeous package and licked the sugar sticking to the wrapping paper, but was scared by the big wolf dog that suddenly came out of the neighbor's house, and he was so scared that he lost the lollipop, and watched the big wolf dog take his lollipop away.

He wanted to cry, he wanted to cry hysterically.

But he didn't, because he didn't have the strength to cry anymore.

"What's the matter?" More than five hours have passed since he left the suit, and he hasn't even copied a skill, Zhang Dali is angry and unwilling.

In the past five hours or so, he has used the skill copying skill hundreds of times, no, maybe more than a thousand times, and the objects of the copy have ranged from the tall and mighty guard captain at the entrance of the village to the elite corpse sitting in front of his cellar and the passing player, and then returning to the guard captain, but he didn't even copy a skill, which simply drove him crazy.

"Thousands of times, my hands are sore, but I haven't reached a single orgasm, this is a human officer,-you-mother!" Seeing that the mana value slowly recovered to 50 points, just enough to perform a skill copy, he raised his left hand again very weakly, and skillfully showed the skill copy to the captain of the guard, and unsurprisingly heard the system prompt of "I'm sorry, your skill failed to be cast, and the proficiency increased by 0", Zhang Dali raised his head and looked at the sky speechlessly, and lowered his head to miss his mother.

There are not many happy events in his life, and he finally thought that the hardships were sweet, but he could be regarded as exchanging the mildew he had saved for twenty-three years for good luck, but it was a setback in his life, and Zhang Dali was full of sadness.

Thousands of times can't copy a skill, the probability is really terrifying and unimaginable, and it also makes his mood gloomy and depressed, like the dead woods around him, and the whole person is not good.

What's even more painful is that thousands of failures don't even increase the proficiency of the skill at all, although once the skill is copied, the proficiency of that skill can be improved, but if it is finally copied successfully, it is a beginner-level fireball technique, so even if it is practiced to level ten, it will not be strong.

Say that the good Lu is rampant in the world, say that the good Lu is one against a hundred, and say that the white hole of the good Lu is white tomorrow, the soul is light!

"Look, that stupid guy is still standing here, thinking he's an NPC." In the space of five hours, many players have already made several trips back and forth. For most of this time, Zhang Dali has been standing with the captain of the guards at the entrance of the village, and people who don't know still think that he is a guard at the entrance of the village.

In fact, there are really many players who treat him as a guard, trying to talk to him in order to get a quest or something, but they are all scolded by him who is in a bad mood because he didn't succeed in copying the skill, "You snake spirit disease, I'm a player".

Many of the players who were scolded by Zhang Dali wanted to PK him immediately, but although he was standing at the entrance of the village, it was the entrance of the village, and there was no safe zone, and he didn't go out of the village no matter how they scolded, and the people who wanted to PK him scolded him with a dry mouth and didn't want to waste too much time, so they could only go to their own places stupidly.

After all, novices have limited resources at hand, so it is necessary to return to the village from time to time to replenish supplies. Therefore, many players who are dissatisfied with Zhang Dali will always taunt Zhang Dali when passing by the entrance of the village, and the player named "Dragon Teng Xiaoxin" who ridiculed him at this time is one of these people.

Zhang Dali still had a few words with such people at first, but as he stood at the entrance of the village for a long time, there were more and more such people, and he didn't have the mood to fight the Confucianism, so he no longer made any response, and simply turned into a mute.

Of course, the main reason why he didn't reply was that if he continued to scold, he would become the public enemy of the village. Skills are not copied and can be fought without skills, and if the reputation is brushed into the hostility of the whole village, it will really not be able to mix.

It's been more than five hours since the server was opened, and many players have changed from being clean and yo-yo to having one or two pieces of equipment, and their level has also increased a lot.

Although killing people in "Chaos" will be red, the chaos camp does not have a sanction system for rednames, and the big rednames can enter and leave the town freely, and being killed is a greater chance than the white names to explode the equipment and storage items in the ring and lose more experience.

Now everyone's level is not high, the equipment items are also rotten, and the equipment is not very distressed at all when the equipment is lost, and he really wants to go out and kill people, it is estimated that he can be turned X and cannot take care of himself, so he can only be a turtle with a shrunken head in the village.

He has wasted a lot of time, and he can't afford to spend it anymore, so naturally he can only obediently shut up.

"Ignore him, he's just a joke." Long Teng, who was beside Long Teng Xiaoxin, glanced at Zhang Dali with a smile, and deliberately bumped into Zhang Dali's side.

"I really want to show you." Zhang Dali, who was so frustrated that he was about to go crazy, didn't have the slightest temper, and let Long Tengxiao knock himself into a staggered step back.

Of course, no temper is an appearance, in fact, Zhang Dali has already written down the names of both of them in his heart.

Thanks to the fact that they have been showing their names openly, probably to meet up with the people in the meeting.

"Be careful, don't go out of the village, or you'll look good." Walking past the stumbling Zhang Dali, Long Teng smiled and did not forget to threaten.

"Grass mud horse, you really think I'm afraid of you, wait, sooner or later, one day you will be called Dad." Through the prefix of Longteng, Zhang Dali knew that the two were people from the well-known guild Longteng Guild, and they were not easy to mess with. But there are grievances and grievances and revenge, "Chaos" is so big, it is not as easy to block people as in previous online games, if Long Tengxiao really wants to fight him, Zhang Dali will not be afraid because he is a member of the Dragon Teng Guild.

"Lao Tzu is going to someone, you will die if you give some strength!" Coldly glancing at Long Tengxiao and leaving, seeing that the mana had returned to 50 points, Zhang Dali decided to use the last skill copy in the morning, which was actually noon.

"If it doesn't work, eat." Zhang Dali thought weakly.

Unexpectedly, this time the system prompt is no longer a cold and ruthless rehash of the old tune.

"Congratulations, you've successfully copied Salem, the captain of the Silent Village Guard, with the skill 'Whirlwind Slash'! +1 skill copying proficiency to you. It's as if the hot stout held in the right hand finally erupted after thousands of efforts, and the pleasure was instantaneous, and Zhang Dali's whole body was comfortable.