I rely on sand sculpture players to save the world

The third-rate player froze with a humble smile on his face in anticipation. He was about to nod with tears in his eyes, saying that it was okay to kill him if it was impossible, and he would be resurrected in the daytime.But there is no time to speak. The npc monsters in this game are also very intelligent. They seem to know who is the biggest threat. Several tentacles roll towards the scholar.The anger that had been burned before made it noticeably faster. The third-rate player only heard a loud sound of breaking through the air, and several tentacles approached the scholar in an instant.

The speed of the monster was too fast, but the scholar abruptly dodged it. The two sides came and went, and their movements became afterimages.

The flames were scorching, like sunlight scattered in the dark night.

The third-rate player who was entangled by a tentacle was stunned, and wanted to kneel from the bottom of his heart, thinking what kind of fairy game is this?In the past, there was a wave of godly manipulation of the scientific concept of development, and now there is another high-powered player with extraordinary skills?Could it be that this is the No.18 heir of the martial arts family?Or special forces king?

He was thinking wildly, when someone called him from behind: "Hey brother, are you stupid? Are you not ready to run away?"

The third-rate player turned his head to look with difficulty. The other three players took advantage of the monster and walked around from behind.

The third-rate players couldn't help being moved, what is this?This is the fellowship of the game!He sniffed and was about to express his gratitude.One of the young men shouted in a low voice: "Brother, stop lying on the ground motionless, get up!"

The third-rate player Mu Mu let out an oh, and subconsciously asked, "How can I support myself?"

The gentle, bookish girl explained in a low voice: "You struggle for a while and see if the octopus monster can release you, and there is still a chance to run away."

The third-rate player was even tied with his hands, he really couldn't think of how to struggle, but soon his eyes lit up and he rolled around on the spot, and by the way, he used his breastfeeding strength to suppress the pressure.When he stopped, the monster's tentacles pulled away impatiently, waving the tentacles with a sense of warning, and then they were about to be restrained again.

Under the Sun and the Moon had already seized this fleeting opportunity. She gritted her teeth and raised the boning knife in her hand—the sharp blade was burning with crimson flames.Following her swift slashing action, the flames blazed suddenly in the wind.

The thinking ability and reaction speed of Under the Sun and the Moon are not inferior to others. At the same time, she is very aware of her physical weakness. It is not an easy task for her to easily cut off the tentacles of npc monsters, let alone monsters Even if the regeneration speed is cut off, it cannot help third-rate players escape.

With the tip of the knife pointing down, the blade collided with the masonry and made a loud and sharp sound. The slender end of the tentacle was nailed into the gap between the masonry, and under the sun and the moon, both hands firmly pressed down on the crazily twisting tentacle under the knife.

But Mei Chuan Kuzi and Ru listened to the words and reached out to cooperate at the same time. The strength of the three of them was enough to prevent the tentacle from escaping temporarily. Before the three of them could relax, they got up and ran away. I didn't forget to remind third-rate players: "Run!"

The third-rate player groaned, hurriedly catching up to the three of them, turned his head to look while running, the monster let out a roar, twisted its newborn tentacles and wanted to catch them, but was caught by the scholar, and refused to accept it angrily. go back.

The third-rate player couldn't help worrying, and couldn't help but raised his voice and asked, "Aren't we going back to help him?"

When you heard someone say it, you replied out of breath: "We can't use our spiritual power to go back, so we are slowing down. Run first! Wait for the scholar to come to us right away!"

The four of them are teammates, and they must know each other the most and care about each other. Although the third-rate players were a little worried, they still didn't say anything, and instead asked, "Where are we going now? Back to the community?!"

"Yes! We guess that Weird has its own area. The tentacle monster just caught you and didn't enter the community!"

The third-rate player stopped for a moment, and laughed dryly: "Haha, that's it."——so everyone saw the embarrassing scene of him being dragged away by the monster.

Mei Chuan Kuzi comforted him and comforted himself by the way: "It's okay, it's not a big problem! If it can come in, we'll lure it and other ghosts to kill each other! Didn't some players prove that they can play like this?"

The two of them were talking to each other one sentence at a time, and they heard a commotion in the distance. They subconsciously turned around to see that the scholar and the octopus monster were running towards the community one after the other.The speed at which the third-rate players had already slowed down doubled in an instant, and all of a sudden, the squad was constantly screaming.

When they ran to the community, they were almost out of breath. The five of them sat down in the weed pile, panting heavily against the wall, and calmed down their beating hearts from the violent running.

A few people said that this wave of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds was too thrilling, but after the tension, they felt that the thrill and sense of accomplishment of escaping from death was simply incredible.

Ru listened to the words and laughed for some reason, but soon realized that it seemed a bit inappropriate for him to still laugh in this situation, so he held back for a moment and looked at the other people around him.

Several people looked at each other in the pale and bright moonlight. Three seconds later, even though there were monsters lingering on the partition wall who refused to leave, they all laughed together.

After laughing, Under the Sun and the Moon curiously asked the third-rate players: "The players are all offline at midnight, why don't you log out? It's fine if you don't log out, how dare you run out alone?"

The third-rate player didn't intend to let others know what he was doing now. His plan was to edit his day into two or three videos to increase his popularity and make money.

But they are different under the sun and the moon. If it weren't for them, it would be cool tonight. If it was cool, it would be fine. If the octopus monster treats him as a toy, it will be really miserable. It can't be reopened, and it can't create a new role.

The third-rate player coughed, a little embarrassed: "Working, working."

The three of them said in unison: "Working?!"

Even someone as calm and calm as the scholar looked at him with a little surprise.

The third-rate players are even more embarrassed when they look at them with unbelievable and subtle strange eyes, but they are completely broken: "It's just a part-time job. Didn't you say that npc is a button, no, he is a person who loves his property. , I gave him the TV set, the oven and everything, if he comes back and finds out that I did it, wouldn't I be completely cold?"

Speaking of this, Mei Chuan Kuzi couldn't help laughing: "Then I think it should be completely cool."

He then thought of one thing and said with a smile: "No, isn't there a paper money ghost at the gate of our community? Doesn't he always throw money at people? Why don't you get all the money back?"

When it comes to this third-rate player, he gets angry: "Don't mention that shameless ghost, you say it is shameless? Is it shameless to buy life or fake/money!"

Under the Sun and the Moon, who was listening to their conversation, couldn't help saying, "Did you really pick it up?"

Third-rate player: ...

He closed himself.

Under the sun and the moon hurriedly explained: "I mean, isn't this money for life? Will you be fine if you pick it up? Is this operation okay?"

The third-rate player looked like a wise man possessed by Kong Ming, and said calmly: "It's okay, it and the white rice ghost were killing each other at the time, and didn't pay attention to me." If you want to find me, I still want to find it, this is so shameless! This dog can use fake/money, I hate the scum and scum who use fake/money to deceive people the most!"

Did you comfort him a few words after listening to the words, with a strange expression: "No, there is a difference between real money and sex in this game?"

Third-rate players also think it's outrageous: "Isn't it true that a game still engages in authenticity/money details, is the game developer a Virgo?"

When he talked about this, he took out the money from his trouser pocket and handed it to them: "Look, the five hundred is real money; and the pattern of the real money is like this, and the fake one is like this... and the font on the side is also like this." no the same……"

After listening to what people said, after listening to the difference between real and fake/money, you asked very sincerely: "What kind of job are you looking for? Can I go?"

He tried to settle the accounts: "Five hundred a day, 30 days a month is [-]. This wave can realize the freedom of wealth in the game!"

The third-rate player winked at him: "You're wrong, this is not a day, but a few hours at night, five hundred! It's still a day! Are you envious?"

Now even the rich and rich second generation Mei Chuan Kuzi in reality shed tears of envy, and kept asking: "Brother, what job? Do you think we can go?"

The third-rate player was originally a bit of a social cow, and because he had experienced the life-and-death crisis together, he naturally regarded the scholars as friends, and simply said: "The State Electricity Bureau, an official organization."

Your first reaction when you hear people’s words is that it’s not easy to get in: “It’s not easy to get in, isn’t it? Besides, it’s not a professional place to accept it?”

The third-rate player affirmed: "Don't worry, you won't be taught, and I think the job content is quite simple, mainly to ensure power supply and keep an eye on the gate. Anyway, as long as you go to someone's house, they will accept it. I was walking around the community during the day and saw the recruitment. Go in and ask people, and they agree."

Seeing that you and Mei Chuan Kuzi still had some disbelief, the third-rate player added: "You also know that the world is very dangerous after seven o'clock, and you can't go out if you can't go out. But some jobs require people even in the middle of the night." , often this kind of work is in short supply.”

When he said this, Mei Chuan Kuzi and Ren, who were still a little unbelievable, immediately believed it. In other words, isn't this another kind of money for life.

But exchanging one life of a game character for five hundred, this... blood money!

The third-rate players looked at their expressions and thought of themselves: "At that time, I also thought that this was not blood money? I rushed to the NPC decisively and said, 'I will come! Even if I die, there will be my brothers and sisters who will take over me' ! After the application was over, I heard an npc muttering in a low voice that I want money but not my life." He spread his hands: "I just want to say, why don't I have any money?"

He silently shed tears of poverty: "I evacuated the house of the only and special type of npc! Wouldn't it cost thousands of dollars to buy it back?"

Others: ...Pfft.