We monsters don't want to die

The flattering expression on Xiao Song's face in front of him reminded Wu Di of those villains he saw in the movies before, and Xiao Mazi always had such expressions.

It seems that Xiao Song has collected a lot of money, and there may be a follow-up balance that has not been settled.

But now is not the time to discuss Xiao Song, Wu Di has to hurry up.

Taking advantage of the night, when the number of God's Chosen is scarce, sneak into the stick player's camp.

Then go and see who is the person who uses the stick language to guide the stick players to attack the forest?

Wu Di had a premonition that this time there would be a very big harvest.

He quickly followed Xiao Song into the camp.

Because of Xiao Song's leadership, Wu Di was not blocked or made things difficult by those stick players.

No one would have thought that there would be a black dragon incarnated as a stick player and mixed in.

After all, this is not the real reality. For the players, this is just a game. Even the players who are assigned to the sentry task cannot take the sentry seriously.

Have nothing to do?

Xiao Song obviously speaks Chinese well, so he asked Wu Di:

"Boss, how did you register an account in our Bangzi District?"

Wu Di smiled and said quickly:

"Don't ask, you can't even imagine the rich people's connections."

After Wu Di finished speaking, Xiao Song suddenly realized and nodded.

"That's it, I understand."

However, there are not many opportunities for such dialogues, because occasionally other stick players pass by in the camp.

If it is discovered that speaking Chinese in the camp, it will definitely be very troublesome.

So Wu Di kept silent most of the time, letting Xiao Song talk and communicate with other stick players.

And the more they went towards the middle of the camp, the more stringent the guards became.

It was hard for Wu Di to believe that this was a camp formed by players.

Because even for the players in Dragon's Nest, it is impossible for them to keep vigil dutifully at night.

But these stick players not only opened their eyes wide, but also questioned other players who came in and out.

Needless to say, they must have been bought by the president of the stick union with a lot of money.

But as long as money can buy things, it is not a big problem for Huaxia players, because if it is more than money, sticks are really incomparable.

Obviously, the local tyrants have spent money to help Wu Di take care of everything.

Those stick players who were watching the night saw Xiao Song walking with Wu Di, and they didn't stop them.

They were allowed to go in after just a few casual questions, and there were even Bangzi players to help them guide the way. Of course, they all spoke Bangzi language, and Wu Di couldn't understand it at all.

After passing through three checkpoints, Wu Di finally arrived at the middle tent where the presidents lived under the leadership of Xiao Song.

"Xiao Song, your level is a bit high, and you can actually bring me to this place."

Wu Di said this with some emotion.

He originally thought that Xiao Song would only take him into the camp, at most a little bit more inside, and then he would sneak over by himself, but he didn't expect that Xiao Song would take him all the way through, no matter who he met, he would be able to say yes Two sentences.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm an executive in this guild."

Xiao Song said with a smile.

Wu Di was a little confused. He didn't expect that local tyrants were so powerful that even the executives of the stick guild could be bought, but it's normal to think about it.

Those local tyrants often spend hundreds of thousands, tens of millions, or even tens of millions of people playing games. I heard that there are still people who sell houses and companies to play games.

What's more, what Wu Di is looking for is local rich players, many of whom are second-generation and third-generation rich, and start companies. They themselves have a lot of money and connections.

Spending some money and buying an executive is not something that makes people feel unbelievable.

It can only be said that the NPC behind the scenes is a bit unlucky, he has a certain understanding of the players, and even speaks stick words.

But he met Wu Di.

Wu Di was so happy that he wanted to pat his belly, and then went to find that NPC, grabbed him and questioned him.

The president of the stick guild is so late, it is estimated that he will not be online.

And Xiao Song quickly pointed out the location of the adventure NPC to Wu Di.

"Thank you, Xiao Song, you can go and do your work, I can do it myself later."

After Wu Di finished speaking like this, Xiao Song quickly nodded and said:

"Okay brother, if you have anything to call me at any time, I will go offline nearby."

After Xiao Song finished speaking, he found a tent and got in. It seemed that he was offline.

After Wu Di confirmed that there was no one around, he quickly used the magic materials he brought.

A simple enchantment is set on the side of the tent.

This enchantment is not very complicated, but it is definitely enough to deal with players. If those players want to approach, they will be blocked by this enchantment.

If they want to break through, they need to attack for a while, and this time is enough for Wu Di to do things.

After confirming that there was no problem with the barrier, Wu Di cautiously entered the stealth state, and then walked in from the tent.

It was pitch black inside the tent, but a black dragon like Wu Di would not be affected at all in the night environment.

He soon saw the man sitting in the tent.

This is indeed not a player, and there are no green characters on his head.

This is a real human being.

But what makes Wu Di feel a little strange is that the state of this human being is somewhat similar to that of the players after they go offline.

Although he was sitting, except for breathing and basic vital signs, Wu Di didn't feel that this human being had any signs of being alive.

Wu Di even made some movements carefully, but the human didn't respond at all.