34. Squeak!

When the two were arguing, in Jing Ran's game, great changes were taking place at this time.

I saw that the picture turned around, and it was already a lush forest.

On the outskirts of the forest, there is a group of players.

At this time, the total number of players was 1,000, but now they are divided into 4 groups, half of which are the transporters responsible for carrying the wood, and the other half are the brought wood, sharpened, and then erected on the ground and hammered into the dirt with stones.

I saw that it was a piece of wood shaped like a cross, and they stood on the ground, and the left and right ends were connected to each other through puzzles, like a group of children holding hands, forming a long line.

They started from the creek, the outer edge of the forest, and the four teams went back and forth until they had enveloped the half of the forest where their group was, and then opened a door in each of the three north, east, west and north parts of the semicircle.

That's right, they're building a fence and a village entrance.

As they drove the timber into the dirt one by one, the construction of the outskirts of the village began to be completed.

At this time, the sun was hot, even the breeze was warm, and many people were sweating in the heat, but this did not make them stop their movements, because the small heat was not enough to break them.

As the construction of the outskirts of the village was finally completed, the players couldn't help but laugh, looking at the buildings they had worked so hard to build, and they all reached out with satisfaction to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

I saw that the players all cheered, and one of them raised his arms high, with a relieved look, and cheered loudly:

"It's finally time to rest!~"

Some of the players complained a little.

"Oh, I can finally rest, if I stay under the scorching sun, I won't have to suffer from heat stroke, although it's just an illusion brought by the game. ”

As he spoke, they hurried to the bottom of the tree, and as soon as they reached the shade, the temperature dropped a little.

Many people lie down and rest comfortably.

Han Yunxiao, who was squatting in the shade of the tree, wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed, and complained:

"Is the developer's temperature turned up? I feel like I'm getting older. ”

The sun is shining, the breeze is warm, in the game world at this time it is in the afternoon, a large number of players at this time nest in the cool shade of the tree, slowly can't help but feel sleepy, some players yawned, eyelids are a little heavy to say to themselves:

"Sure enough, for a period of time, it is still more suitable for sleeping. ”

As one or two players begin to fall asleep, the surrounding players all take a nap.

Han Yunxiao was also one of them, but before he could sleep soundly, he heard the sound of monkeys coming from the trees.

"Squeak!"

This made his slightly closed eyes slowly open again, and he wondered:

"It's not going to be another little monkey coming to make trouble, right?"

The reason why I say this is because some time ago the little monkey always came to make trouble, sometimes when they were busy, sometimes when they were not there, they were okay when they were busy, after all, they could stop it, the trouble was when they were not there, this situation was mostly when they went back and forth to the game the next day, they would find that the whole camp was a mess, like the fruit collected before, it was pushed to the ground, and most of it was taken away, and there were many fruit peel residues on the ground, or some building materials were pushed into the creek by the little monkey, or got to the trees, which made them very helpless, so later their group was nervous to death when they saw the little monkey.

"Squeak!"

I saw the little monkey swinging vines and jumping onto the tree where Han Yunxiao was.

I saw the dense green leaves falling rapidly under the little monkey, and the shaking was constantly shaking, and the leaves fell down.

The little monkey is like Tarzan of the apes at this time, with his left hand raised above his eyebrows, looking into the distance.

Han Yunxiao looked at such a humane monkey on the tree, and he was not surprised, after all, the time difference of this game can be placed here, and the time of a month plus seven or eight encounters has already made him practice a heart as calm as water.

When the little monkey found a large number of two-legged monsters, he wanted to go down and make trouble, but when he saw that these two-legged monsters seemed to have already pounced on the street and lay down their corpses en masse, he grinned, cheered, grabbed another vine, and swung towards the other trees.

The reason why he often ran over to make trouble was because since he was caught back last time, he had been living a miserable monkey life, and if it wasn't for Han Yunxiao hugging him, how could he go back to live this kind of hard life, the little monkey sprinkled all his anger on the player's body.

Watching the back of the little monkey gradually fade away, Han Yunxiao could no longer control his heavy eyelids and fell asleep.

“......”

The area the player is in is still quiet at this time, although no one is moving, there are still some birds in the air laughing and passing by.

As the sun fades away, the sleeping players begin to wake up, some early and some late, with the early ones starting to continue their busy work, and the late ones being woken up while they are asleep.

I saw that a piece of wooden planks were assembled by them, and finally formed three wordless plaques, not far away some players brought buckets of paint, as the plaques were lifted, the paint buckets fell to the ground, a beautiful, excellent figure of the blue cloud dress girl holding a rod for the blade of grass entanglement made of a large pen.

The girl looked at the plaque and asked the crowd:

"Do you have a name for the village you'd like to take? If not, let's talk about it. ”

The girl's voice was soft and crisp, straight to the heart, and the players around her began to discuss, and someone said:

"Since this game is called Fan Xian, why don't you call it Fan Xian Village?"

Someone shook his head and said:

"The name is too overlapping, it doesn't feel good, I think it's still Xishui Village. ”

Someone else said:

"Otherwise, it's called a novice village, and don't have so many bells and whistles. ”

Under the unanimous difference of everyone, the whole scene began to make a fuss, and someone said:

"It's better to call it Dayun Village, we all know about this game because of our big names, so it's not more flavorful. ”

This sentence made many people nod their heads again and again, because what the other party said was true, so if it is called Dayun Village, it can actually be regarded as an alternative commemoration, so many people agree, but Han Yunxiao waved his hand again and again and said:

"I just happened to have it happening, and I'm embarrassed that you named me after my screen name. ”

When all the players heard Han Yunxiao's words, they all laughed.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at all this, touched his chin and pondered for a moment, and said:

"Since the name of the village of Dayun Village is not liked by Yunda, then I have a possibility, which is what I just thought of, that is, to take the introduction as the cloud and the public as the sea, which includes everyone and does not forget Yunda. ”

Listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, the players couldn't help but light up in front of them, and Han Yunxiao was also a little surprised.

The girl couldn't help but nod and asked:

"Yunhai Village, this name is okay, what do you think?"

The surrounding players were silent for a moment, and then unexpectedly nodded in unison, agreeing to the use of the village's name.

When the girl saw that everyone agreed, she began to write.

Under the attention of everyone, I saw her tap the paint bucket with the tip of the pen, the paint was startled, she grabbed the pen with both hands, and her arms exerted force, and the whole big pen was like a plaything in the girl's hand, and began to write with a dragon and snake.