Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

“…How much?”

AS thought for a moment and answered using a universal unit everyone knew: "One order for a mobile game."

This immediately caused excitement among Brother Teng's team, and they all talked at once.

"Let him give me some money first, and I'll do it. Oh well, I bought a headset, but I don't have any money for the Spring Festival promotion..."

"No, you're already playing games like Old World, and you're still playing stupid mobile games?"

"Brother Shadow, what the hell are you talking about? Why don't you try wearing a headset in class? And on the bus, you can only play mobile games."

"I'm not going to work or school, so I'll listen to Brother Teng."

Brother Teng was a little hesitant: "I don't play mobile games, can I exchange it for accessories..."

……

At the same time, Yu Man selected a suitable place to start the battle.

And made a preliminary plan.

"Xiangxiang, you just do your job here, disguise the treasure chest, and listen to me completely. When they come, you let them open it."

"That employer, the corpse in my stomach..." Xiang Xiang was very uneasy.

"It's okay, they'll understand."

Yu Man poured out a bottle of life potion, and then used ice magic to control the crimson liquid.

Then, Yu Man used shaping tools to mold them into an exclamation mark made of ice.

It was bright red and frozen on the corpse.

“It’s very festive.”

……

ps

(Tomorrow's update time should be about the same as today's.)

042·Profound

In less than ten minutes——

The two teams met.

At the border between the illegal zone and the safe zone, under the curious gazes of the surrounding players... and under the signpost erected by someone unknown to guide the way.

They have big things to do.

One team is composed of foreigners led by AS, and their morale is low.

Some had already died once, and then, the boss forced them to spend a lot of money to buy a new set of second-level equipment from the trading house. If the boss hadn't promised to double the reward, they would have already lost hope and logged off.

The other team is an eight-member team led by Brother Teng, all with Chinese IDs.

This team is quite famous in the illegal area of ​​Shimla Bakken.

Firstly, they had been wiped out by Yu Man and Xiao Lu, making them famous as background figures. Secondly, they were very strong and could handle all kinds of fights... thus, making those two masters even more famous.

Now, they are going to join hands to challenge the legend.

"How are you preparing?"

"The potions are ready and everyone has eaten."

The translator assigned by Brother Teng, Ni Xiaolu, communicated with them in a friendly manner.

The character was a cute girl. Although she spoke like a man, she was surprisingly charming and communicated with them in slow but precise English.

"We want to know how much we'll get from the equipment after this is done."

"...Huh? Didn't I give you cash as your hiring fee? The equipment will definitely belong to me."

"I see. If we lose, you can also cover the loss of our equipment, right?"

In response to the translator's question, AS said gloomily, "I don't think we'll lose. After all, there are only two of them!"

This is true.

And as everyone knows, he is a berserker-type melee fighter and an ice mage who likes to freeze people's mouths randomly.

Among teammates - there is no treatment, this is a very important point, their endurance must be a problem.

And now, the number of people in the team gathered for them is almost twenty-five.

The noise created by the private conversations and the sight of the two teams standing together can emit enough pressure to force the surrounding monsters and players to retreat quickly.

AS felt that he would not lose, and after some discussion, he reluctantly agreed to the condition of "combat damage guarantee".

Then comes the next issue - command authority.

This is different from a small-scale battle. It is quite difficult for so many people to walk in an orderly manner and convey orders. Unified command is the key.

AS was firm: "In previous games, I served as a dungeon commander and a team battle commander, and coordinated several battles involving hundreds of people."

"You're the boss. If you think it's okay, then you can do it."

But Brother Teng has no intention of fighting for power.

Because anyone who has truly been a high-ranking commander and shouldered heavy responsibilities knows how hard and troublesome it is.

There is actually someone willing to take responsibility... then there is no way he will be let off.

Wouldn't it be nice to just paddle along from below and symbolically join in the fight?

If they win, they brag about how much they've accomplished and how sharp their play is. If they lose, they criticize the team's leadership, but the blame isn't theirs. Someone is willing to take the blame, but such a good thing doesn't last long.

"Okay, let's get going. Hope it goes well."

"it is good."

A group of people marched towards the black tower in a mighty manner... although their morale was not high.

……

On the road——

Although Brother Teng had made up his mind to do nothing, his mind was still working and he couldn't help but analyze some situations.

The conclusion is - not good.

It took ten minutes just to regroup the men, and a lot of time would be spent on the journey. The monsters around the black tower would have to be lured away... which would take even more time.

With all this accumulated, those two legends might have already gone home...

This is the best result.

What Brother Teng feared even more was that the two legends were in the black tower, waiting for their arrival.

Their understanding of the game, equipment, and expertise are obviously far beyond that of normal players.

As a professional player of other games, although Brother Teng has never achieved top honors, he is quite good at any game and thinks his level is high enough... This game is no exception.

Therefore, he previously thought that he was at the forefront of current progress.

But after the real fight——

Still a long way from those two legends.

In other words, if those two were still there, it meant that they were at least confident in dealing with the AS team, so they stayed in the black tower to guard.

Thinking about this, Brother Teng typed and said to his teammates.

"When the time comes, we will focus on protecting our own health and avoid launching dangerous attacks."

"I understand. Always ready to steal the foreigner's ass."

Brother Teng rejected the team members' idea: "We've received the money, so we still have to do what we have to do. I just want to test how close we are to those two players... Just follow my instructions when the time comes."

"test?"

"Well, if they want to fight, those two will definitely have a lot of tricks prepared. It's always good for us to donate a set of equipment and learn something. So everyone, keep a calm mind. This is a teaching group. If you die, someone will cover your equipment."

The team members all agreed, and the atmosphere suddenly became harmonious. Everyone was laughing and joking, like elementary school students on a picnic.

At the same time, similar typing exchanges were also taking place in the AS team channel.

"Let these Chinese guys take the lead later. The Berserkers on the other side have too high a burst damage. Let them take a round of damage first."

"Then boss, if we win, do you want to take care of them too?"

"It depends on their performance. If they cooperate happily, we can still give them some face."

After the conversation, AS looked around.

The assassin who had been acting as a scout and wandering outside the team has been called back by him.

Equipped with full-body third-tier equipment and superb skills, this player with the ID DL is the sharpest dagger among them.

After the opponent has used up his skills, DL hiding in the dark will attack from behind.

His twin daggers—they were sure to succeed.

At that time, inevitable death will take away any one of them.

The group was quite optimistic, and just like that, they unknowingly approached the black tower.

……

The density of monsters around the black tower is still very high.

The traces of their previous hard battle had been smoothed away by the newly fallen snow.

All that remains are the wandering rebels... and the black tower that seems to stand forever.

With one archer leading the monsters and the others rushing in together, the neatly organized team entered the black tower.

level one.

Black bricks, dim lights.

Empty—yet with traces of life.

A faint sense of oppression was beating on the hearts of these twenty-odd people.

Although they have different nationalities, different schedules, life experiences and occupations.

But now in this world, they face the same test.

"...maintain formation to prevent sneak attacks."

An extremely cautious group of people who always stick together.

Although it was slow, we managed to safely investigate the contents of an entire floor.

There were no eels or fried dough balls here, but there seemed to be some signs of magic being used, as there were traces of very light frost on the ground and signs of rummaging through the cabinets.

Maybe they've killed all the monsters? But there don't seem to be any traps... It seems the battlefield isn't here.

that--

"Boss, there are two roads, up and down. What should we do?" asked Brother Teng.

"...No division into teams." AS made the first judgment. After all, the previous disadvantages were caused by division into teams.

As for going up or down...

This is easy to judge.

If you go up, you will always be thinking about "there is nothing to explore below, there is nothing to explore below", which makes it difficult to concentrate.

But if you go down, your thought will become "Okay, the lower level has been explored, just keep going up", which will make you feel refreshed.

Therefore, AS issued a perfect order.

"down."

He personally led the team and opened the frost-covered door.

——It’s so cold.