Chapter 228: The Silly Dragon Fenrir
Games start.

The light and pixels gathered together to construct the entire world in front of Lu Zao.

Tactile perception is very low and there is no sense of taste.

Lu Zao moved his arms and at least made sure that he could move freely and perform some difficult movements.

In other words, you can fully utilize your physical skills, but the striking feeling may be somewhat lacking, and there won't be any obvious positive or negative feedback after hitting the enemy.

"Hunter, this profession suits me very well."

Lu Zao glanced at Jasmine in the sky, who had already begun to be on alert all around, and couldn't help but speculate on the nature of this game.

After all, the gameplay is something that all looks the same after playing it too many times. Lu Zao wanted to know which game Fenrir's game world was based on, or if it was some patchwork product.

"Brave young man, are you the savior who came to save our village?"

An old man with a cane in both hands and a beard that almost touched the ground appeared in front of Lu Zao quite abruptly.

It was probably like the live broadcast room was suddenly closed down. The abrupt screen switching made Lu Zao squint his eyes.

Character: The kind old village chief

Description: The old village chief needs your help, brave man!
Lu Zao was in mixed feelings. He felt that he had overestimated Fenrir. How could that idiot dragon possibly create a game like the ones he remembered, let alone the Fourth Disaster Game or the Otherworld?

Not to mention that the environment is all scene maps and air walls, the abruptness of this character's appearance alone is enough to prove Fenrir's lack of common sense.

After all, within Fenrir's limited reading range, he probably thinks, like Eri, that Gundam is real, and the hero should meet the kind village chief as soon as possible.

He looks so shaky but still wants to recruit brave men. Could it be that the kind village chief lives in an unkind village? Fenrir seems to lack the most basic logical ability.

Lu Zao calmly walked past the village chief. He was not here to save the world. He was here to see if there were any ingredients that could attract him.

Moreover, the quality of this game is really a bit shocking. Even those web games called "Come and Chop Me Down If You Are My Brother" are much more refined than Fenrir's current Nibelungen.

"Brave young man, are you here to save our village?"

This standard NPC opening speech was repeated several times until Lu Zao's figure was about to disappear. The face of the old man with the crutch flickered, and he threw away the crutch and walked briskly, his old hand tightly clamped Lu Zao's wrist.

"and many more!"

Lu Zao: ???
The voice was a little too young, like that of a junior high school boy who had not yet entered the voice change period. But when you looked back, you would find that it was a face that was so old that the coffin and shroud were already prepared.

Lu Zao tried to twitch his wrist, but the old village chief also added some force.

Lu Zao was surprised: "Interesting, you can actually hold me down?"

Putting aside the irrelevant game panel, Lu Zao could feel that his strength had not actually declined much.

But Fenrir was able to hold him down, even though Lu Zao didn't use much strength, but this also showed that Fenrir did have some strength.

At least be able to serve as a qualified transportation backbone.

Fenrir, who transformed into the old village chief, or to be more precise, came in person after discovering the abnormality in the data, looked confused.

What a strength!
Apart from my father who has disappeared, there is actually someone in this world who has the power to make me feel pressured!
"Wait, why don't you listen to the village chief!"

Fenrir said: "Only after listening to the village chief, the brave will know what he should do!"

Lu Zao was silent for a while. "Well, is there a possibility that even if I don't listen to what the village chief says, I can probably know how the plot of your world will develop."

Fenrir was shocked: "I don't believe it, there is no such role as a prophet in my game!"

Lu Zao's fist hardened: "I'm not the character you designed, so you don't understand how this so-called game should be run?"

Fenrir was stunned: "I don't know, my sister never told me about this, and I just took out the task rewards, and the little guys who came in were very happy. Did I do something wrong?"

Lu Zao:.
In theory, this is true. Every game has something special that attracts its target audience, and Fenrir, a crudely made game, has the ingredients that can transform people.

Not to mention the problems with workmanship and logic, once the effect gets out, many people will be willing to visit and play. When they meet the village chief of the novice village, they may even ask the old man diligently if there is anything he needs help with.

Sister, this name should be referred to as Xia Mi.

It seemed that because Fenrir had a low IQ, he subconsciously regarded his smarter sister as his older sister, and Xia Mi really took on the responsibilities of an older sister.

It is commonly known that she pretends to be a student in the outside world and seduces Chu Zihang.

Lu Zao looked at Fenrir and said, "You should be the demon king in the game, right? Can you change back to your original form and fight me? Of course, it would be even better if you could just give me the most precious treasure."

Fenrir was puzzled: "I am not the devil king, I am a guide who leads the brave to defeat the devil king."

Lu Zao felt his blood pressure rising.

"Where is the Demon King? Please take me to see him."

Fenrir said seriously: "No, the hero needs to get guidance from the village chief before that. Only after hard training and becoming stronger can he challenge the evil dragon king and rescue the princess trapped in the cave."

Lu Zao slowly typed a question mark.

Not to mention why the final BOSS is a dragon, and why there is a plot to save the princess, could it be that the princess in the game will still be set to look like Xia Mi?

Mistake, didn't take this part into consideration.

I feel like Lao Chu should be allowed in so that he can enjoy drinking wine and eating delicious food all night long.

"He can't tell you things, but I can."

Fenrir's face changed drastically: "It appears, the evil dragon king appears, brave man, run!"

Lu Zao turned his head and saw the guy whom Fenrir called the Evil Dragon King wrapped in a black robe, and the system panel that had little presence began to refresh data frantically.

Name: ??? (cannot be displayed)
Level: unknown

Skill: unknown
Identity: The evil dragon demon king!
Lu Zao couldn't help but grin. None of the data in this long string was useful.

"Who, speak up?"

The man in black robe looked at the crow in the sky that had locked onto him, waiting for an opportunity to start a fight, and then he set his sights on Lu Zao again.

"You should remember me because you ate my mount."

"Oh no, for a creature like you, it is indeed difficult to distinguish the identity of the visitor in a world without a sense of smell."

(End of this chapter)

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