Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

"?"

Two question marks that were obviously agreed upon rang out simultaneously with heavy voices.

oops……

Yu Man was very direct: "Mao Laoliu, what's the matter? You're worried that I'll treat you like a newbie. It'll be embarrassing for you, a level-clearer, right?"

It’s true - this kind of PVE player really understands people’s hearts.

But Yu Man's tricks immediately came into play: "Tell me the place quickly, I'll bring Xiao Bing to pick you up right away, otherwise your real body will be in trouble."

I'll just suffer the consequences... When I was a cat, I was tortured by them every day...

Well, actually she was enjoying it herself, it felt good when her chin was tickled.

"Do you think you were a cat before, used to being petted, so it doesn't matter? Never mind. I'm going to post this online right now, searching the internet for the player named Serenade under the name of Eel and Fried Dumplings."

"No, no, no, I admit it."

Damn it, I’m really being manipulated.

Serenade sighed, thinking that this was what it felt like to be her rival.

……

ps

(It’s already one million words. I made up for my full attendance tonight, so I’ll update it here.

As always, the new volume will be a bit difficult to read at first, so please bear with me.)

Ask for leave!

Yes, I have taken a leave of absence. All the leave requests at the beginning of the month have been refreshed. Good days are coming.

But please play some new games and take a break at the beginning of the month. If nothing goes wrong, I will update it normally tomorrow. If there is any accident, then it won’t be an accident.

I have finished writing all the plots I had in mind before. I have no idea how to write the rest of the story. I will take it one step at a time and think about it when I start writing tomorrow...

Readers' Questionnaire

I thought about what to write next for quite a long time, but I didn’t quite feel like just leaving it at that.

There are also two differences in the general direction. After thinking about it, I as the author can accept both, so I want to send out a questionnaire to see the readers' opinions.

This book does not have the idea of ​​two protagonists, but Mao Laoliu is a very important pendant after all, and there has always been a lack of description of ordinary players.

If I write about ten chapters at the beginning of the volume from Mao Laoliu's perspective, similar to the feeling of a newcomer starting out, and also write about ordinary players, other details of the game, and game content that only exists in the background settings, would that be OK?

Or is it more inclined to the previous million-word content, or to play her content from the eel's perspective, going straight into the plot and downplaying the development of Cat Laoliu?

Before tomorrow's coding deadline, I'm going to do a special survey. If the former is the case, the book might become longer, with more content that might seem like bloat, while the latter will make it more compact.

Anyway, please use the like function to vote for me, so that I can grasp the general direction first. After all, the area beyond one million words is unknown territory for me, and I feel a little scared for the first time.

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evening.

White snow, dark forest, deep blue sky.

"gorgeous."

This is a scenery that Serenade has not seen for a long time.

She knew better than anyone that this was not reality, but it was still another reality.

On this sunny and fertile island, the main city covers a very large area. Nowadays, various guilds have enclosed many territories with their own territories. Combined with the basic territories of local nobles, a variety of scenery can be realized by magic.

At the same time, all these scenery coexists with the hustle and bustle of the main city.

This is a beauty that can only be experienced in the Old World.

"—It's not too far from here, about an hour and a half's flight away..."

At this time, Yu Man had already checked the map and found the place name mentioned in the Serenade newspaper in the vast ocean.

The warm current area near the center of the Old World is very rich.

"Then, Cat Laoliu, you wait here. We'll take you back first. Dinner's over anyway, and we'll help you grow up quickly when you're almost asleep."

"Xiao Man, you insisted on taking me with you... It's such a shame. I can obviously have fun on my own."

"You mean when I can't even walk properly?" Yu Man quickly sent the second sentence. "Also, if I were in your shoes right now, having just stepped into the old world, how would you treat me?"

"Of course I will share all the resources with you." Serenade answered without hesitation.

"right."

Ok……

Also.

Serenade put a smile on his face as he stopped in the residential area of ​​the main city, still feeling a little uncomfortable after walking for so long.

The chairs next to the public flower bed were clean, so she sat down and ate the food that kind people fed her.

A poorly baked omelet -

Although it was obvious that these were dishes that others had accumulated while training as chefs and had nowhere to throw away, they were very delicious to Serenade.

"One, two... seven."

She licked her fingers and wiped them on her collar, fiddling with all the assets she had.

There are seven gold coins on hand, of varying qualities.

I don’t know what kind of journey they went through before reaching the hands of those players.

Then, as a casual little gift to the lovely newlyweds...it fell into Serenade's hands.

What kind of future can these seven gold coins bring about...

Serenade pondered and hesitated——

Suddenly, she heard the sound of horse hooves.

The players were already noisy and enthusiastic, but amidst the chaotic noise, the sound of synchronized horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

There is no need to even think or stretch your head to look, the serenade instinct is already boiling.

She knew that a powerful guild was preparing for war.

Only those guilds that have been united, those groups that have tacit understanding and a sense of collectivism, can have such a unified voice.

then--

Just as she thought, a compact team of about a hundred people, riding uniformly equipped horses, passed through the streets and marched slowly towards the dock.

The leader held a large banner embroidered with the uniform emblem of their guild.

The emblem was also embroidered on the members' shields and cloaks, and a strange warmth permeated the air.

But they were not an army, just a normal guild chatting casually while walking towards the dock.

"Wow—considering it's only just the end of the Spring Split, there's this kind of atmosphere at this stage... and it's quite powerful."

Serenade Glimpses of it from afar, and the gears of the soul seem to be working.

The rust remover called "reality" nourishes her heart, and those common sense, cognition, and thoughts that have been forgotten for a long time... are reviving little by little.

She stood up, and slowly walked towards the main city notice board with her cane, pulled out a copy of the now public world map, and then asked players and NPCs for some information.

Just as she thought—the guild that had just rushed to the dock was indeed going to attack the territory.

Their guild name is very complicated, so it is commonly known as "REM", a typical North American guild.

They are very powerful and act alone, without any alliances or extra helpers. The size of their combat team is about a hundred people, and they are very elite.

They had already taken over two nearby islands and had a seventh-tier island as their base camp, thus operating a novice activity area for a thousand people. Now, in order to provide a buffer zone for their territory, they had made today's advance.

"A small-scale territorial war..."

It is also easy for the defenders to obtain intelligence because they have been working in this area for a long time.

Although he did not completely control the surrounding sea areas like "Xiankan" and occupied the islands in a row, he still had several islands as his territory.

The defending side did not implement an elite personnel system, but instead brought everyone, including novices, onto the battlefield. The human wave tactic is also a kind of tactic.

“…You can go and join in.”

Serenade made quick judgments and utilized all publicly available information in detail.

For example, the terrain of the battlefield island, the order of the "REM" guild and the tactics of the defenders.

Just knowing this was enough for her to do something.

and--

"Xiao Man." So, after making up her mind, she sent a message to Yu Man, "I found an island close to you. We'll go there in both directions and meet up there."

"Okay, okay... what are you going to do?"

"Before you come to pick me up, take a look at the current local customs and practices."

……

The starting capital was not much and the expertise was zero, but that was okay.

This is not the case when the server was first launched and there were no supplies at all. Many good things were already listed in the trading house, and even newbies starting from scratch could get a lot of help at a low price.

With seven gold coins in his pocket, Serenade first went to the blacksmith shop.

Instead of looking for craftsmen players, they headed to the craftsmen streets in the main cities. Those NPC craftsmen who had been doing business here their whole lives were still happy to interact with newbies.

"Hello, what do you need? Or just looking around? It's all fine."

The night grew darker, but the fire in the smithy still burned brightly.

The one who entertained the serenade was a female blacksmith, wearing a headscarf, a tube top and loose shorts, looking capable and dark.

"I want to buy a fifth-level swift rapier. I don't have much money, just a few gold coins. I wonder..."

"...No problem, two will be enough. These things are much cheaper now than before."

The blacksmith waved his hand, because the times had completely changed with the arrival of foreigners.

The blacksmith hooked his finger and took the Serenade into the warehouse. The finished products were placed in the cabinet for people to choose.

The person who runs the shop is a little old man with white hair. He must have been strong and powerful in the past, but now he is just a shrunk and hunched old man.

He looks very much like the female blacksmith, so he should be her grandfather or something like that.

But his brain, eyes and ears were still working well: "What you want is in that cabinet, please feel free to choose."

"very nice."

Serenade stood in front of the counter, looking at the weapon selection that was much more than she had imagined, and for some reason she felt touched.

The swords lay silent within the glass.

And she—was also immersed in this body.

But after looking around, she suddenly tilted her head, a little confused.

All the weapons displayed there that should be called "swords" have three strange patterns on their surface.

Serenade felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. Moreover, the patterns were painted in strange positions, and each had some variations and processing, which did not look like the inscription of this store.

But... it looks familiar.

"Excuse me, what are these patterns?" asked Serenade.

The female blacksmith was silent for a moment, shook her head, and said only: "Traditional, beautiful."

The old man brushed aside his long white eyebrows, glanced at the swords, and casually corrected himself, "It's traditional, but not for beauty. It's for good luck."

"...Auspicious?" This time it was the female blacksmith's turn to ask, "Didn't my father just build it because he thought it looked good? Is there really a reason for that, old man?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but a long time ago, it was customary to carve these three patterns onto swords for good luck. My grandfather once mentioned an ancient book that said a certain swordsman was unstoppable, and that swordsmen and blacksmiths of later generations all wished to obtain that kind of power... or something like that... Ah, is dinner not ready yet?"

After he finished speaking, the old man's words became confusing and circuitous, and there was no longer any rationality in them.