Chapter 6: Touching Porcelain

"Oh, yes, you probably don't know yet." Yang Qingfeng smiled and said: "This game is different from other games, after twelve o'clock at night, the monster will become berserk, and the strength will be increased geometrically, in the previous game, it is an ordinary monster that becomes an elite monster, and the experience will be halved, and there are black hemp everywhere, and you have to carry torches, at this time leveling is simply thankless, and you don't want to take a break from the line, or go back to the city to rush professional skills." ”

This setting is quite good, on the one hand, it allows players to arrange their rest time reasonably, and it will not have too much gap with the liver god players; On the other hand, it allows players to have more time to experience the rest of the game while slowing down the progress of the game.

The two of them soaked the instant noodles, and Block Three remembered the girl in the game again, so he asked, "Is it possible to change the appearance in the game?" ”

"I don't know, why do you ask this?" Yang Qingfeng shook his head, then uncovered the cover paper on the instant noodles, picked up the noodles and took a sip, and continued: "However, I heard that some tasks can be changed with props, but I haven't done it, so I've only heard about it. ”

Seeing that Yang Qingfeng was eating so deliciously, Fang San also felt hungry, so he also ate it. After a few bites, he asked, "Is there any skill that can detect the player's information?" ”

"No, this game is done just like the real world, if someone doesn't tell you, you can only find out his approximate level at most."

That's weird! If the girl's appearance can be changed through quest items, then how does she know the name of Block Three? And looking at her expression at the time, it was obvious that she knew him, but no matter how he recalled, he couldn't remember knowing such a girl, and he hadn't even seen him.

It's all to blame on that dead old man, if it weren't for him, how could he still not remember it if he wanted to break his head?

I thought to myself, the instant noodles have been eaten.

Yang Qingfeng stretched his waist and said, "I'll go to sleep first, and I'll fight again tomorrow!" It's so late today, don't go back, just spend the night with me. ”

"Uh... It may take a while..."

Fang San smiled awkwardly, and then told what happened, but he didn't expect Yang Qingfeng not only did not sympathize, but laughed crookedly, and even mocked mercilessly: "Old bustard, it's okay!" I didn't expect it! Yan Fu is not shallow! Hahahaha..."

"It's not shallow, it's even a little overweight." In the palm of the three hands, the cube still feels a little guilty about the big fat, the words are what he said, but he is the one who regrets it, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and playing with other people's feelings? Just thinking about Da Fat's figure of nearly two hundred pounds, he really couldn't bear it, so he could only escape for a while and let Da Pang calm down before explaining.

"Come, take my brother to see your blockbuster friend. Hahaha... Help me! Hahaha..."Yang Qingfeng put his arm on Cube Three's shoulders and continued to laugh, the image of Smashing Cube Three into the intensive care unit lingered in his mind, and a pig scream came out of his mouth.

How horrible it must be to smash into the intensive care unit, if it's in bed...

Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the picture of the bed collapsing and the house falling, and laughed even more breathlessly.

"!" Cube Three gave him an elbow with a backhand and said, "Don't force it, it's better to take me upline." ”

"Haha..."Yang Qingfeng rubbed his stomach, but stopped laughing and scolded: "Bring a yarn!" The novice village is so far away, how dare you speak? ”

"Then you can give some money!"

After playing for two or three hours, although he hasn't started fighting monsters yet, Block Three also found that it is really difficult to obtain game coins, and the mayor's errand task only gives one or two copper coins each, and now it is only a dozen copper coins.

"What drunken words are you talking about? Did you drink fake wine last night? Yang Qingfeng jumped up, looked at him in disbelief, and said, "Lao Tzu worked hard to hit three gold coins in a month, why are you embarrassed?" As he spoke, he came up again, winked and said very charmingly, "Do you want money, do you want the flesh?" ”

"! Get lost! ”

Returning to the game, there are slightly more players in Stone Hill Town, some immersed in blacksmith shops, tailor shops, etc., and some have set up stalls on the street in front of the bank.

Block 3 walked around, and most of the stalls only sold some ores, herbs and other materials, and there were basically no finished products such as weapons and medicines. But even if there is, it's not interesting to think about the dozen copper coins on your body. So I didn't go shopping, and went directly to the mayor's house to hand in the task.

Before he had taken a few steps, an old beggar suddenly rushed out in front of him, whose face was covered by his long filthy hair, and fell to the ground on his back one step in front of him, shouting hoarsely: "Someone, hit someone, hit someone!" ”

"Sleep... Trough! Touch... Touching porcelain? Block Three couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't know which funny programmer had designed such a plot. The pedestrians who came and went seemed to have already seen the strange and detoured one after another, and even those who set up stalls nearby hurriedly moved their stalls to a farther distance.

Judging from the situation that the people like to watch the excitement, there is such a picture, and it is obvious that everyone knows that this old beggar is touching porcelain.

"Big brother, if you look around, no one pays attention to you at all." Three of Blocks was speechless.

He sighed and was about to go around the old beggar and continue walking, but the latter hugged his thigh, changed his face, and pleaded with sincerity: "Uncle is good, let's buy wine money, uncle..."

"Give money? I still want you to give it to me! ”

Cube Three tried to break free, but the old beggar seemed to know that he would do this, so he hurriedly hugged him tighter and said, "As long as the uncle gives me a reward for buying wine, the uncle can do whatever he wants me to do!" ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Then can you rob a bank for me?"

"It's... Uncle, aren't you embarrassing me? Uncle, you can do it..."

"That's not going to work! Let it go! ”

"Don't let it go!"

"Okay, then you can keep dragging it." Cube Three didn't bother to talk to him again, and dragged the old beggar towards the mayor's house.

The old beggar had never encountered such a non-routine card, and was dragged all the way, and finally couldn't help but compromise: "In this way, as long as you give me a sip of wine money, I will give you my family heirloom treasure." ”

"A family heirloom? Where is it? Fang San's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he stopped, but then he thought that this old drunkard didn't even want his face for a sip of wine, even if he had a family heirloom, I am afraid that he would have been used as wine money by him!

"The mortgage was given to the bank." As soon as the old beggar spoke, he did not disappoint Block Three.

Seeing the disdainful eyes of the three squares, and about to continue walking, the old beggar hurriedly said: "But the mortgage contract is still on me, and it can be redeemed with only ten gold coins!" Come to think of it, it's my family heirloom, rumored to be a golden silk soft armor made by the gods..."