Thirty-year-old Yansang, a rather strange little player.

His character attributes are very extreme, 8 points of full value perception and 7 points of dexterity make Brother Wu Meow amazing, and what is even more outrageous is his two character specialties.

One is the [Flying Expert].

This is an extension of Yansang's real-life career.

In reality, he is an instructor at a civil aviation school, and the special planes that he flew for a period of time before becoming an instructor were the kind that sprayed pesticides and engaged in firefighting and rainfall.

The second specialty is awesome, called [Danger Intuition].

The specialty is that he can sense and prepare for impending danger, and according to Yan-sang himself, it may be a special result of his career.

"If you think about it, flying a plane sounds cool, but the chances of surviving if something happens are very small, anyway, we have to be bold and careful in what we do, and dare to give it a go when necessary.

It's not that I blow, there were several dangerous situations when I was flying the plane a few years ago, and it was all because of my brother's extreme operation that I turned the corner. ”

In the last car of the wagon convoy from the Executive Yuan, Yansang is bragging about his past career to the Woo Meow Brother Six.

Don't say it, ordinary people really can't meet this kind of "special talent" in reality, after all, flying an airplane is really a technical job, and ordinary people can't do it.

"Alas, even if there are too many people in this industry, they are afraid, not only themselves, but also their families."

Yan Sang pounded his knees and sighed:

"Since the time I fell all the way from 2,000 meters and finally had to parachute to escape, my family said that I would not let me do anything, so I could only change careers and open a school to train young backwards, and this aspect of the country is also being liberalized.

Business, barely able to make ends meet, but occasionally I want to fly again. ”

"How easy is this, why don't you just turn to a vampire?"

The cool three or five buckets who listened to him bragging next to him interjected:

"Not only can you fly, but you can also fly on your own, grow wings to fly, how cool is this?"

"I just planned to turn vampires, but to be honest, flying with wings is not the same as flying an airplane, it doesn't feel the same."

Yansang shook his head and said:

"Anyway, let's see when the time comes, buddy's flying skills are not blown, what fallen leaves are floating or what cobra maneuvers, it's all about having hands."

"My brother will introduce me to a flight attendant?"

Brother Heisi joked:

"I must know a lot of people in this industry."

"Hey, it's all about looking at beauty, if you really have a flight attendant girlfriend, you can cry, just irregular working hours can give you a headache to death, and to be honest, this line. There are indeed a lot of scandals. There's no way, it's stressful to fly around every day.

Handsome guys and beauties have to have a way to relax. ”

Yan Sang pouted and said:

"Besides, I used to fly a special plane and not a civil aviation, where did I know flight attendants through so many channels? But don't say it, if you think about it carefully, it seems that several of the previous girlfriends have changed careers to become flight attendants.

Maybe it was influenced by me to like the feeling of flying around?

In this way, let's make an appointment offline, I'll see if I can get you a few phone numbers or something, it's rare for our brother to look at the right eye, and my brother must help. ”

"Righteousness!"

Brother Meow stretched out his thumb and waved.

He felt that the brother in front of him was really interesting, and his style was very chic, and he would definitely not make any trouble playing with such a person.

The most important thing is that we all have a common hobby!

Therefore, joining the "Big Bird Turn" group is naturally "destiny". In literary terms, isn't this a meeting of fate?

"We'll brush the gnolls on the way in a while."

Brother Wu Meow said to the people in the carriage:

"Although I will definitely not be able to grab the top spot in the individual standings and team standings, since it is the main quest, we can't just let it go, and there are jackals along the way, as long as we don't delay things, we can still play.

Brother Qu, you can go out for a walk in a while and find a little nest of gnolls."

"I'm all here, and I'm still using my brother's physical body to investigate? You really look down on us scouting psionics. ”

Yan Sang, who was sitting across from him, snorted suddenly, and casually used the rudimentary reconnaissance technique he had learned from his mentor Heru.

A vague mirror of psionic energy was projected in front of everyone's eyes, like a downward view from the sky, constantly changing perspectives in the poor manipulation of Yansang's details.

The overlook sounds handsome, but Yan-san's manipulation is terrible.

This picture is as miserable as playing a level 10 mosaic, but at least you can see some black dots that represent the movement of creatures.

Ten seconds later, they spotted a group of gnolls wandering around in the woods outside an abandoned village.

"That's it."

Brother Meow quickly finalized his goal, and he asked:

"Yansang, how far are these guys?"

"Well, wait, I'll do the math first, this mapping formula for Scout psionic abilities is a bit complicated. How else to say that people who are not good at math can't learn psionics? A basic Scouting spell also has to be mapped, and it has to be set into two formulas. ”

Yan Sang complained and took out a piece of paper, and after writing and drawing on it for more than ten seconds, he scratched his head and said:

"Probably, probably, maybe 3-5 kilometers away? It's the first time I've used it, and I'm a little dizzy when I use the psionic energy just now."

"So far?"

The Meow Six were suddenly surprised, and he exclaimed:

"You're using a rudimentary reconnaissance spell, aren't you? Can this be as far as 3 kilometers? Wouldn't that advanced reconnaissance technique be able to span tens of kilometers? ”

"Hey, you're underestimating the psionic spells of this world."

Yan Sang rubbed his head against the wall of the carriage and explained:

"According to my unreliable mentor, Lord Heru, he can easily detect the details of a predetermined target within 30 kilometers using the Detection Technique with the help of the spell casting of the Orb of Calculations, and make several psionic markers that only he can detect.

He said that when they were carrying out 'Plan D' in the Frontier Fortress, he and a few brothers were working together to detect Cadman City's spells.

That's more than 300 kilometers in a straight line!

And the reconnaissance techniques used by those psionic masters can even span half a continent, such as directly observing the terrain of Transencia from the White Cliffs, and so on.

Of course, that level of reconnaissance often requires the assistance of some powerful spiritual items.

That's what annoys me.

You say they can see things dozens of kilometers away, so why can't they develop a spell that can penetrate clothes? It stands to reason that this should be a piece of cake. ”

"Maybe it's because of the integrity and decency of the psychion?"

Brother Qu next to him whispered:

"After all, it sounds weird to do this kind of thing with psionic spells, and what's the difference between that and you fighting mosquitoes with a cannon? I can't do it at all. ”

"He doesn't teach you, you develop it yourself."

Brother Heisi smiled quite subtly, he patted Yansang on the shoulder and said:

"When you develop it, don't forget to teach me."

"! Do you know how difficult it is to create your own psionic energy? ”

Yan Sang complained:

"One of the hard criteria for the promotion of psionic master in the Tower of the Ring is to create a psionic skill by myself, and I have been learning from Heru for the past few days, and I have only learned this Eagle Eye technique and another peeping eye, which is much more difficult than psionic impact.

I also peeked at Heru's spell book, where any intermediate psionic ability had to memorize more than four formulas, and I had to mentally calculate some data, even with the help of the calculation orb, I couldn't resist it.

I'm playing a game, not running to get re-educated!

I see that my profession as a scout psychion is invalid, but fortunately there are still two career columns, I have to study them carefully later, I will squint for a while, and call me when the place comes. ”

"Huh"

A vampire-style short-handled staff is thrown to Yansang by Brother Meow.

The latter took it in his hand and looked at it, and the Seiko veteran-level Midnight Secret Staff made his eyes wider, and then he saw Brother Meow grinning at him and said:

"I used it before, now I use it for you, it will be a gift for you to join the group, our team is elitist, everyone is their own brother, your reconnaissance skills can come in handy, you have to practice hard.

In the future, it will be the 'eye of the sky' for our big bird to turn around. ”

"Damn! I've heard people say that you old players who are the first to enter the game are all rich, and now it seems to be true! ”

Yan Sang's head didn't hurt anymore, his chest was no longer uncomfortable, and he stroked up and down with his thick, hard and handsome scarlet staff in a very "wonderful" posture, he patted his chest and grinned:

"Brother Meow, next time I go out and change my treat! You are not allowed to rob me. ”

——

"A team back! Slow down, and lure out the gnolls who are chasing you. ”

"The second team is ready to rush! Shieldmen in front, melee in the back! Don't mess around."

"The three teams except the shooters, pick up the explosive bombs in your hands, wait for my order, remember to delay for three seconds before throwing them out!"

In a hilly woodland in the Dark Barony, the happy wand that flaps its wings and watches the battlefield in the air at dusk clutches its arithmetic orb, giving a command from time to time.

Twenty meters below him, the players of the Scarlet Hammer Scythe, which he had divided into three teams, were following his instructions to encircle a medium-sized gnolls camp.

They were far fewer in number than the other side, but they were all in danger, and it had been five days since the mission to exterminate the gnolls was released, which was enough to temper the eggs of young recruits into soldiers who knew how to obey orders.

Of course, it's impossible to expect players to ban like soldiers, but at the moment, the guy is very satisfied.

At the very least, they will advance strictly according to their own instructions, and they will not rush to death recklessly, nor will they cowardly drop their weapons and run away, which alone has made Brother Bang very happy.

At this time, the happy bar flying in the air feels like a "chessboard" in front of him, and the players who are moving according to the command are his pawns, and he is the chess player who is looking at the whole situation in an excellent field of vision.

He saw more than thirty gnolls screaming and chasing the first group of nine people who were retreating, but the tiger and leopard riders were already experienced in a hundred battles.

Shielding their bodies with their shields, they unhurriedly withdrew from the range of the gnolls' camp, like bait used to lure the ravenous barbarians away from their roots.

The leader of the Jackal Barbarians on the other side also seemed to be aware of the danger.

It yelled and ordered its own soldiers to come back! But this weird roar only revealed its position, causing the stick guy in the air to pull out the large-caliber shotgun behind his backhand, hover in the air with his wings flapping and aiming, and then pull the trigger.

"Bang"

The projectiles struck the brute leader's breastplate, causing the latter to tumble over, and the chaotic arrows flew into the sky, but the stick had already risen in height, so that the wind with wings flapping would shoot down the deadly arrows at this height.

The leader of the barbarians is not dead, but he is not even fatal when he is beaten with blood.

But it has no chance of saving its men!

"Three teams! Throwing! ”

Brother Bang shouted in the team newsletter that the three teams were all new players.

Their low-level armament is also mediocre, but they keep their orders in mind.

Although there were also two stupid people who lit the bomb in excitement and threw it out, the remaining eight people silently counted three numbers in their hearts before they used all their strength to throw the round bomb into the more than thirty gnolls in front of them.

The thing blew up on the ground, sending four or five unlucky ghosts into the air on the spot, and then one team switched formations and counterattacked, and the second team of melee fighters also fought out from all directions under the guidance of the piercing charge.

More than thirty gnolls were cut down to the ground in a matter of minutes, and Brother Bang's warband was unscathed.

There were fifty or sixty gnolls in this medium-sized camp, and half of them were wiped out at once, and the morale of the other party collapsed immediately, and even a few brute leaders and their chiefs shouted and screamed, but it was irreversible.

The battle has reached this point, and it is impossible to make any more waves.

Relieved by a brilliant command and waving his hand in the air, the 40 recruits of the Cadman People's Army, who had been placed in advance in the forest at the rear of the camp, were finally ordered to kill at this point, and the players began to flank the scattered gnolls on both sides.

As for the elite leader and several elite brute leaders, they are naturally in the bag of Brother Bang and his tiger and leopard riders.

They put on blunt weapons and wanted to sell these elites alive to fight clubs for money.

A brute elite 50 gold coins, caster elite 70, this is a good way to make extra money, black iron rank ordinary jackals can also be sold at a high price, but one is 2 gold, the main volume, half sold and half given.

Anyway, sending it to the gladiatorial arena is also cannon fodder for warm-up.

In the past five days, just by selling elite monsters, Brother Bang has earned thousands of gold coins, although he wants to distribute them to his own team members, but it still makes him feel that war is really the most profitable business.

"Bang guy! I'm level 10, so I'll leave a strong enough elite for me to test! ”

A player in the crowd shouted.

This guy's personal image is very conspicuous, just the hairstyle of the big bald head is very recognizable, and he also looks very fierce with a strange-shaped big knife on his back, but the embarrassing thing is that his current strength can't swing this thing at all, so he can only carry it as a "fitness item".

All right.

This is the little guy that Happy Stick met before, "Uncle Giant Shark with Kind Eyebrows and Good Eyes".

People do turn a little upside down.

But he does have some talent in combat, and he has taken a shit luck to receive a hidden mission from Master Kudell and turned into a rare warrior monk, and he is already the fastest leveled up among this batch of 70 players.

"Give him a good set of armor, the giant shark's current equipment is obviously unable to withstand the attack of the elite brute soldiers of the jackals."

Brother Bang flapped his wings and fell, and said to the tiger and leopard rider next to him.

The latter nodded, and ran over to give a set of veterans for his previous use to the Giant Shark, who thanked him for his kindness, and then the players gathered in a circle to watch him go head-to-head with an elite gnoll brute who had been beaten and bruised and swollen.

Brother Bang is no longer interested in this kind of "simple battle".

He is more concerned about whether there are trophies in this camp that can quickly "make a fortune".

As the leader of the team, his goal is to equip all 30 of his team members with veteran-grade armor and weapons when the next phase of the Gnoll Eradication War begins, and if possible, let his handpicked team members pass the Black Iron Trial as soon as possible.

"Brother Bang, I have something to discuss with you."

Just as Happy Stick was waiting to check the loot, a request popped up in his newsletter from Lumina from the girls' group, and after he connected, he heard Lumina say:

"We found a large gnoll lair on our side, occupying a small hill, Niu Niu and Sister Pomegranate went in to reconnoitre, there are at least 400 gnolls in it! This is definitely the biggest nest in the Dark Barony.

The Blood Rat Gang also issued a wanted notice for the leader and leader of the gang.

We can't eat this goal ourselves, are you interested in participating in the grand event? ”

"Yes! It's rare that girls can afford me, so of course I have to help! ”

Brother Bang smiled heartily, and then changed the conversation and said:

"But I'm going to get forty percent of the profits!"

"Give you two percent, and we'll not just look for you."

Lumina bargained and said:

"Sister Pomegranate asked Master Maxim to borrow troops, which also has to pay for the fee, and two percent is already the limit."

"Sancheng!"

Happy Stick agreed, he said:

"And I want the loot first pick! If you can, I'll bring someone over now, counting the five of them, and I have 15 black irons here."

"Roar, roar, roar! Sure enough, my giant shark is an amazing genius! ”

A roar of a broken gong interrupted Brother Bang's words, he glanced back, and then grinned and said:

"I have 16 Black Iron Warriors now, and I think we're worth the price! You tell me? ”

(End of chapter)