"This bee's wings are also materials?"

"The fluff on bees is also a material?"

"If a C-grade steel needle is made into a sword, it can be made into a B-grade one?"

Nui who was looking outside only sighed, he really didn't expect that the beginning was hell mode, he just did a novice mission, why did he face a C-level monster?

The bee is sluggish, but it quickly discovers that the player is all food, and it has never eaten a living thing!

This is also to blame for the rapid development of the Northern Continent, but all animals have become demonic beasts.

Those who didn't become demonic beasts have long been eaten, and there is nothing that can reproduce at all, you must know that the smartest living people are gone, where is there anything to eat?

In order for the Warcraft not to decrease, or even more, the Demon Phyllis did not allow the Warcraft to kill each other, so the Warcraft had not eaten meat for a long time.

Seeing the big bees flying straight and buzzing, most players chose to run.

But there are also players who choose to be tough.

The one beside Nui was a fateful lord, and he took the bricks and ran out.

Buzz, the bee excitedly thought that she could finally eat meat.

I knew that every morning when I went out to forage for food, I walked through this dilapidated and uninhabited village, and I might be able to find many survivors.

Yawen Library

If it's not in a hurry, it wants to fly back and tell its friends that there is food here.

But soon selfishness overcame it, and if there was food, of course, it was your own food, how could you give it to others?

Thinking of this, he looked at the man who rushed towards him and slammed into it hard.

It was clear that Demon Phyllis didn't teach the bees how to attack, and most of the monsters didn't know what they were going to do other than become monsters.

Just fighting with instinct and without any rules, it is no different from those cannibalistic monsters in hell.

Unaware, Phyllis is eating the meat of the demonized rhinoceros with Lilith in the restaurant, which is a monster corpse that is difficult to serve on an ordinary monster table, and only demons can enjoy it.

"I can't imagine that you have made so many plans, if Hell had followed your advice and made long-term plans, maybe Hell would also be very suitable for the survival of Warcraft." Lilith said with some admiration, "When I return to the Rhine, I must tell Thatcher that I should learn from you, don't negotiate with the blood clan again, and those dwarves don't need to become slaves first, just let them become monsters, and then domesticate them!" ”

"That's right, but demonization, it's still not recommended to use these wisdom too high." Saying that, Phyllis glanced at the demonized elves on the side, "Even the elves should not be demonized, otherwise they will rely on their wisdom and want to do anything." ”

"Dear Lord Phyllis, Michelle has never had a wrong idea, everything is based on your will." The elf was frightened, and the demonic energy on his body was unstable.

Phyllis nodded with satisfaction, "Only domestication can allow the Warcraft to exert greater power, if this world is all chaotic and unobedient Warcraft, then when will we be able to come out of hell?" ”

"Report!" An elf trembled, "Today's grazing, less, less than thirty demonic beasts." ”

"Thirty? Sixteen more than yesterday? Phyllis frowned, "It seems that I am still not strict enough with their discipline, so I won't be grazing tomorrow." ”

"Yes, it's Mistress Phyllis." The elf quickly knelt down and ran out with a rolling belt.

"These monsters, no matter how they teach, always don't know what it means to be obedient." Phyllis took a sip of red wine, then said to the elf beside him, "Why, do you want to eat meat too?" ”

"Michelle doesn't want to eat meat, Michelle just wants to serve Lord Phyllis well." Michelle lowered his head, he had never eaten meat, but he could smell the aroma of meat every time.

He was a very cautious elf, and every year a pixie was executed by Phyllis for stealing meat from the kitchen.

He didn't want to die yet.

"Hehe, we have tens of millions of demonic beasts, and it doesn't matter if we throw a few dozen, it's just a small number." Lilith said disapprerovingly, "And we still have a lot of D-class and E-class demonic beasts, so let's develop them well, and it's not too late for them to become a big force to strengthen us." ”

"You can't say that, you can't tear it out from me, otherwise years of business will be ruined." Phyllis smiled, if it weren't for the bad news that someone had reported to him, he would have been able to talk to Lilith in more depth today.

At this time, the non-server players didn't know that they had escaped tomorrow's nightmare, so Nui put away the steel needle and continued to dig the corpse with a disgraced face.

He made a lot of money this time, and when a bee directly used a steel needle to philosopher, Nui attacked from behind and pulled the steel needle out of the bee.

In this way, C-class bees can only die, and the steel needle becomes their fatal weakness.

Other players also have their own gains, because most people don't have a team, like Nui, who single-handedly brushed a monster to hang B, instantly became a D-level player, and only need to fight two more bees to be promoted to C-level.

With steel needles, there are weapons at hand, and some are handicrafts, and Nui himself likes to make some weapons, which is a tradition that their people preserve.

"Hey, don't go, I've attracted firepower anyway, why don't we team up?" The player who had just built a house with Nui came over, and Seist, who almost died, followed behind Nui, "If you come again, I'll attract firepower, you pull out the needle, and we will cooperate, how about it?" ”

"You're from the Nile?" Nui looked at the other party's face and estimated that the other party was from North Africa, "How can I trust you?" We've all been scammed just now, and I don't want to be fooled again. ”

"Anyway, you don't suffer, do you? I don't want your gear, and don't underestimate me, I know a thing or two about death. Seist was right, he was a janitor who worked at the museum, and he didn't usually come to play games when he wasn't busy with his work.

He followed behind Nui and desperately sold himself, "Isn't the selling point of this game real?" I know quite a few researchers and scientists who specialize in the study of pharaohs, and if we do find the Grim Reaper, I think my connections can solve a lot of the game's puzzles. ”

At this time, Nui turned around, "Yes, but let's not team up with other players for the time being, if we want to form a team, we will form elite players, high-level, or we will die." ”

Seeing the houses in the village, Nui felt distressed for a while, "Let's go to the outskirts of the village first, not necessarily all high-level monsters, we still have to focus on low-level monsters." This continent can't be mixed up at all if it doesn't upgrade. ”

Many people around looked at Nui's level with envy, as well as those dead players, all of whom looked at him with admiration.

Level, on this server, is even more important than equipment.