Chapter 82: Tang Seng
And the so-called blend of reality and copy, there are also a lot of riotous operations.
"Hello everyone, I learned to surf the Internet for the first time... Yes... A little nervous, I'm Tang Seng, I don't know why I came to this world, you just need to transfer me 2000 yuan, I will cut off the foreskin, and the cut foreskin will be eaten for you, so that you can live forever. ”
"I, I'm Qin Shi Huang, I buried five S-class props in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, and now I urgently need 2000 game coins to buy equipment to kill the janitor. You add my friend to transfer, the account is my forum ID, after the matter is completed, I will reign in the world, give you three S-level props, let you be a general to lead the three armies. ”
"Insert advertisement: buy second-hand RMB, 80 for 100 yuan, 90 yuan for large quantities, how much you want."
Pinch Mom, what kind of operation is this....
Chen Mo put down his phone and rubbed his eyebrows, which were a little sour by these sand sculpture netizens.
There are very few really useful clues on this forum.
It was only then that he realized that the takeout he had ordered had been eaten unconsciously.
It's just that......
Chen Mo touched his lower abdomen, which was still quite flat, and his face was a little dazed.
I just had a meal?
Chen Mo always felt a little underfed.
However, the greasy disposable lunch box at the bottom stubbornly expressed affirmation.
Subsequently, the warm current gushing out of the stomach pouch and the oil stains that were clearly felt after licking the lips were also fully +1 certified.
Chen Mo smiled bitterly, after becoming a player, his meal amount seemed to have increased a lot.
Speaking of which, in fact, between players and players, level is not everything.
In fact, there are two external factors that cause the player's power gap, one is the ability and quantity of items, and the other is the physical attribute points brought by the level increase, such as physical strength, strength, and the sensitivity of the five senses, which affect the ability to resist damage, the speed of wound healing, the speed of escape, and the ability to perceive danger...... Wait a minute.
The two do need to be accumulated, but the former has a certain element of luck, and if the luck is not good to fuse a garbage ability, it is necessary to find a new sacrifice as soon as possible to complete the replacement, and the latter has an upper limit when exchanging, and it cannot exceed the physical fitness that humans should have.
In addition to this, there is something abstract.
Memory, reasoning, calculation, imagination, and even experience, mental quality, brain holes, etc.
And what Chen Mo lacks the most is these abstract things.
Before going to bed, he checked the situation on She Fu's side again, and after making sure that there was no problem for the time being, he fell asleep peacefully.
......
Late at night, just as everyone was sleeping, a man appeared in front of the haunted house.
Standing in front of the door of the haunted house is a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, with heavy forehead lines and nasolabial folds.
The middle-aged man had thick and long eyebrows, several obliquely flew into his sideburns, and he was wearing a cyan Taoist robe with his hair tied in a bun, but he was dressed as an uncommon Taoist priest.
The only thing that was a little out of place with his robe was the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
This gold wire glasses is a prop, you can easily find some supernatural creatures with it, and it has the effect of treasure hunting in the dungeon.
Some quest items that are not well hidden will be easily discovered by him.
As for those who are deeply hidden, then he will feel that there is something in this space waiting for him to discover.
At this time, the middle-aged Taoist's solemn face showed a trace of astonishment.
"Someone has been here and removed the ghosts from the haunted house?"
He glanced around again with his gaze, making sure that there was indeed no ghost in the haunted house.
Just as the Taoist was confused, there was a buzzing vibration sound from his pocket.
The middle-aged Taoist took out a mobile phone from his arms and pressed the answer button.
On the other end of the phone, a cold young man's voice came: "Uncle He, how is the situation over there?" ”
"Someone is one step ahead of me, I'm not sure if it's [Heaven and Earth]."
"Well, it's okay, this resentful spirit is not a climate, it is just a resentful spirit after all, if you don't enter this haunted house, it will be difficult to make a difference, you can go to the next place to have a look."
"Okay." The middle-aged Taoist hung up the phone, put the phone away, and glanced around.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, he found a yellow rune paper, which he "snapped" and stuck to his head, and began to burn.
The flames flickered, and the burning power did not cause harm to the middle-aged Daoist, only a little heat
In an instant, the figure of the Taoist had disappeared in place.
......
Early the next morning, yawning, slapping the alarm clock, and smashing the jingle that was about to ring back, Chen Mo would never let the alarm clock really ring.
My old father was a light sleeper, and his temper was still very short-tempered. If the alarm clock does go off, it will definitely be criticized.
He washed his face with cold water, and poured a large sip of cold drink, Chen Mo felt that his spirit came back at once.
He first checked She Fu's situation through the white corpse worm, and to his surprise, nothing happened last night, and even after unlocking She Fu's mobile phone with facial recognition, there was neither a call notification nor a text message.
Strange, does She Fu have a special way to contact Wang Qi?
Or is it that in the past, She Fu took the initiative to find Wang Qi after getting the "goods", and even Wang Qi didn't know She Fu's safe house?
Forget it, just wait and see.
In addition to monitoring She Fu, Chen Mo got up so early for another reason, he planned to ask the [Chest Hair] today to see if he could help deal with the [Eye of Faust], after all, this thing was broken, it was useless for him to hold it, it was better to find a usable waste to recycle.
If it is sold directly on the forum, it is difficult to get rid of this kind of thing, after all, it doesn't look like a ready-made prop, and besides, this thing is an evil prop after all, and it will be even worse if it is targeted by someone with a heart because of the sale of this kind of thing.
He doesn't have a job now, and he's not very short of money, but the powerful props stop killing gold coins are a bottomless pit, and if he always uses game currency to exchange for real money, he doesn't think he can make it.
Earlier, he learned that [Chest Hair] was a person from a large family merchant, so he had to extort a sum of money.
Moreover, [Chest Hair] is not an official player, so the place she is looking for should be somewhat reliable.
He found [Chest Hair]'s contact information and sent a message.
"I'm an old fool, are you up? I would like to ask, is there a channel over there that can recycle extraordinary materials? ”