Realistic games

Not knowing whether it was the seventh death or the eighth death, Mo Lan, who was almost numb in pain, was resurrected again.

At the moment of resurrection, his right leg slammed, and his body rushed towards a rather embarrassed hungry wolf.

There were messy scratches on the wolf's body, one wolf's eyes were red, bloodshot all over, the corners of his eyes were cracked, and he had obviously suffered a heavy blow.

It looked at Mo Lan, who was resurrected from the dead and charged again, with a trace of fear in its eyes, its body stagnant slightly, its mouth opened and roaring intimidation, and its body retreated little by little.

Then at this moment, Mo Lan seized the opportunity and punched the hungry wolf's mouth, driving straight in, even though his arm was slashed with sharp wolf teeth, the bloodstains did not stop at all.

"Ow!!!"

The painful hungry wolf let out a suppressed growl, its mouth closed, its fangs digging deep into Mo Lan's arm, and its claws grabbed on his body. Mo Lan felt severe pain all over her body, and the strength in her body passed away like a dam breaking.

The smoke floated, Mo Lan didn't click on resurrection immediately, but waited quietly, with a little joy on his face, watching a few wolves fleeing with their tails in between, and disappeared behind the trees in a blink of an eye, leaving only a hungry wolf struggling on the ground , the mouth made a sound of breaking the bellows.

heh...heh...heh...

Mo Lan watched leisurely and relaxedly, and it didn't take long for the familiar white smoke to float up, directly submerging into Mo Lan's body.

LV0: 13/100

The smile on Mo Lan's face became more and more prosperous, and she clicked to revive.

LV0：13/100＞LV0：11/100

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"What about my experience? What about my great experience?"

Mo Lan's eyes widened, but it was clear on the experience bar that Eleven had not changed in the slightest.

"Is it a death penalty? No experience is deducted, and two points are deducted for experience? Or [-]% of the existing experience? Or [-]% of the existing experience at this level?"

Mo Lan had probably figured it out clearly. With a thought, he opened the forum and searched with the keywords "death" and "experience". Sure enough, he found the answer.

"Death does not lose experience, and resurrection loses [-]% of experience. It is not clear whether it is the loss of [-]% of the current level or [-]% of all experience.

I originally thought that death is not punishable, but I thought too much. In this case, the method of killing monsters by suicide will not work.

As far as the authenticity of the current feeling is concerned, either find a town as a base to rest, or you have to build a safe house to rest. "

Thinking about it, Mo Lan held his chin with his hand, and when he closed his eyes, the ink cartridge appeared, which gradually made an idea appear in his mind.

"Well, it seems that there is some room for manipulation."

While speaking, Mo Lan transferred a little experience value out of the ink cartridge and put it back in, in and out, in and out, and the character experience bar and the ink cartridge experience bar increased or decreased, which made his smile gradually perverted.

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong...."

The phone rang, and Ding Jin's voice came from his ear.

"Hey, Mo Lan, have you found the city? In which country?"

"City? Country?"

Mo Lan didn't understand and asked back.

"Huh? Don't you know? I've already been to a city called Ortesia. I heard that it belongs to the Western Empire. So, go to the post bar to search for the city and see the most popular one."

"Oh, I'll go take a look and hang up first."

Mo Lan transferred all the experience points to the ink cartridge while responding, and then opened the forum to search.

Click directly on the most popular search results.

"Hello everyone, brothers and sisters, I'm the fourth brother, and the fourth brother has logged into the real game as soon as the server starts today.

I don’t need to say more about the virtual level of the real game. The joint production of Wuchang must be a high-quality product, so let’s briefly talk about the gameplay and background of the real game.

As we all know, the real game is a large-scale virtual game adapted from the Western Middle Ages, or Western mythology, aiming to create a brand new world, pursuing the highest degree of authenticity, and adding fantasy on this basis. element.

This world has gods, there is no doubt that it is definitely not a world without demons. Although what we have seen and encountered has no shadow of myths, it will gradually enter our line of sight with the improvement of experience level.

By the way, let's spit it out here, what a garbage game, I haven't encountered a monster head-on after walking in the wild for a long time, either a sneak attack from the back or a sneak attack from the side.

Hide when there are too many people, sneak attack when there are few people, grass, ahem, a kind of plant, everyone understands.

Closer to home, after the setbacks in fighting monsters, the fourth brother finally found a civilized world with years of game experience by virtue of death (crossed out) again and again.

In addition, the fourth brother also wrote a guide based on other people's experience of finding the city. Click on my avatar to go directly. If you are interested, please follow and vote for a recommendation.

Closer to home, I won’t say much about the strategy post. Later, I will briefly talk about the two empires that have been discovered, seventeen kingdoms, 170 eight cities, and villages as numerous as stars.

The background is probably in the Western Middle Ages, aristocratic territorial system, public, Hou, Uncle, Son, Male.

All of them are human races. For the time being, no humanoid races such as giants, villains, dwarves, elves, and mermaids have been found, and no non-human races with high intelligence have been found for the time being.

And "Real Games" doesn't seem to have the concept of belief in gods. Most people are unbelievers, there is no trace of gods, there are only legends of gods, but there are no names of gods in legends, so there is not much reference value.

It is worth mentioning that although there are no gods to recruit believers in "Real Games", there are people who rule the country in the name of gods.

For example, Sun Gyllenhaal, Son of the Sun God...."

Chapter 3 Hunting

"The magnificence of the human world, plus the elves, adults, villains, dwarves, and kingdoms of gods, etc. that should and should exist, does it really deserve to be a joint product of the five major countries?

There is only one server, and millions or even hundreds of millions of people play the game at the same time, how many storylines do you have to do, and the storylines influence each other, collide, and the variables of the players..."

The more Mo Lan thought about it, the more amazed he felt, but in a blink of an eye he put it aside and quickly climbed up the big tree in front of him.

After a close look, he found that the location was much better than he had imagined. He immediately got down from the tree, found a stone and smashed it. When he found a flat and sharp one, he climbed the tree again, combed the branches, and smashed them. Cut, and soon clear a barely enough area on a tree branch.

Looking up at the gradually descending sun, Mo Lan's movements became more and more rapid, groping around himself, pulling out some hemp ropes from his clothes and twisting them together.

When I was ready, I walked eastward, found a slightly taller ridge, found a shrub about the size of my thumb on it, stretched out my hand to clean it, and only the bare trunk remained.

The shrub bends, feels the force of the rebound, and then scrapes off the dead branches and leaves from the ground next to it, revealing the black finely broken soil below.

Break a twig and bend it on the ground to make an arch, then bend the bald bushes and tie them with the prepared hemp rope, and in a blink of an eye, a trap is set up.

Mo Lan understood that if the fourth brother in the forum really said what the fourth brother said, the world would be very real.

Then the usual method of playing games and fighting monsters will be invalid in real games, just like this garbage game in reality, you will not provoke you and will not appear in front of you, and those who attack you can always be killed. yours.

In this case, he can only kill monsters by hunting, so that he can get enough experience to fill the experience bar of the ink cartridge as soon as possible, and let Mo Lan get a glimpse of the secret.

Coincidentally, this is exactly what Mo Lan, who grew up in a small mountainous area, is good at, and there are no technical problems.

Thinking of this, Mo Lan continued to work, laying five traps for catching birds in a row, and didn't stop until the hemp rope was used up.

Back under the big tree before, sat on the ground, and began to dismember the hide, flesh, bone, and teeth of the hungry wolf and the roe deer with sharp stones.

The smell of blood gradually permeated the forest, and Mo Lan felt that there were more eyes around him after a while, as if there were beasts watching in the dark.

The skin on the hungry wolf was taken off by Mo Lan, and it was tattered and of different thickness.

Use stones to scrape off the remaining flesh and blood, and then hang it on a branch. The breeze blows slowly, and the smell of blood continues to spread.

The forest was deadly silent, and Mo Lan seemed to be unaware, and her back was exposed to the bushes at will, like a piece of ham meat that was constantly emitting fragrance, making the beast want to move.

On the way back after hanging up the wolf skin, Mo Lan also mixed his left foot with his right foot. One staggered and fell to the ground. The sudden fall made him panic. .

call!

At this moment, the strong wind whistled, and a sturdy blue wolf jumped out from the bushes, the wolf's kiss opened wide, and the ferocious fangs pointed directly at the back of Mo Lan's neck.

But the panicked Mo Lan suddenly clenched his fists at this moment, a curved fang protruded from between his fingers, and waving his fist, the curved fang was like a sharp dagger and slashed directly towards Qinglang's soft abdomen .

Once it hits, the blue wolf will be scratched at light level, but if it is serious, it will open its stomach and die.

The strength of the hunter lies in his patience and acting skills. Mo Lan's courage and acting skills make people feel that he is a rookie.

The relationship between hunter and prey is quietly transformed in this illusion.

"Death to me!"

Mo Lan let out a low drink.

Blue Wolf dodges, miss.

Mo Lan played GG.

However, Mo Lan is really a jerk.

Died in severe pain, and resurrected in the aftertaste of pain, the wolf tooth in his hand fell to the ground, Mo Lan simply and simply pounced on the blue wolf, entangled in it.

The previous scene was repeated again. Although this blue wolf was much stronger than the previous hungry wolf, it quickly fell into a passive position.

"As long as I die fast enough, the prey will never escape my grasp."

Mo Lan seemed to have adapted to the pain and quickly revived. He skillfully blocked the blue wolf's mouth and claws with the less deadly parts of his body, and then used his fists to buckle the blue wolf's eyes and throat, and slammed the blue wolf's soft soft body with his knees and elbows. abdomen.

After dying again, the familiar white smoke rose, and then all disappeared into Mo Lan's body.

LV0: 17/100

At the next moment, the 17 points of experience in the experience bar disappeared directly and appeared in the ink cartridge instead.

"Seventeen points, beautiful, now there are 28 points, and there is only a gap of 72."

Mo Lan looked at the corpse of the blue wolf on the ground, and looked at the blood spilled all over the ground, still braving the hot blood, with some anticipation.

"It will be soon."

What is hidden inside the cartridge?

Don't hurry, hurry, hurry.

Click Resurrection.

LV0：0/100＞LV0：0/100

Looking at the unchanged experience bar, Mo Lan stroked her chin proudly.

"As long as I don't have experience points, you can't deduct my experience points. I really am a genius."

After a few minutes of feeling good about herself, Mo Lan lifted Qinglang against her shoulders.

Qinglang was dead, but Mo Lan didn't care, so he left the stream and walked away.

After walking too far, he stopped in an open space and clumsily decomposed the blue wolf's body with a broken stone. He sat beside the bushes with his back to the bushes, holding the blue wolf with both hands.

The smell of blood filled the air, and Mo Lan tried his best to act like a weak chicken with no hunting experience. His whole body, especially the attractive back and the back of his head exuded an aura, as if he was Say, I'm a weak chicken, I'm a weak chicken, I'm a weak chicken......

"Tsk, I'm really amazing. I'm so vivid in acting. People can see at a glance that this is an unsuspecting weak chicken. Oscar owes me a golden statue."

In the sigh, the danger is approaching silently, after all, no beast can refuse the tempting back of the head.

The leopard appeared silently, and in an instant, it ran across the bushes and appeared behind Mo Lan, biting it down and shattering its spine.

Without waiting for the leopard to enjoy the food, Mo Lan has been resurrected again and directly pounces on the leopard.

However, compared to Qinglang's re-attack, Hua Leopard directly dodged and looked at Mo Lan in surprise. The next moment, it turned into a yellow afterimage and disappeared into the forest. The speed was so high that Mo Lan's eyes couldn't catch it.

"So fast!"

Mo Lan's surprise blurted out, her expression not concealed in the slightest.

"What kind of leopard, with such a fast speed and so steady, I'm obviously a weak chicken, has my true strength been leaked?

Alas, the wolf is still cute, think of it. "

Chapter 4 Activating Ink Cartridges

"die!"

Mo Lan let out a low drink, and the wooden stick in his hand went straight into the wolf's throat and out of its soft abdomen.

The wolf died in a whimper, and a white smoke sank into Mo Lan's body. The numbers on the experience bar jumped, and then disappeared, disappearing into the ink cartridges in his mind.

Zero order: 98/100＞110/100

After a day of fighting and dying again and again, Mo Lan finally had enough experience points for the cartridge upgrade without losing experience points in resurrection.

In Mo Lan's expectant gaze, the lines on the surface of the ink cartridge light up little by little.

One light spot after another flows between the lines, while the ink cartridge itself makes a clicking sound and turns without external force.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were moving the ink cartridge. With its rotation, the originally disordered lines were smoothed out little by little, and the light spots on the lines continued to converge.

It didn't take long for the ink cartridge to stop, showing Mo Lan a surface with complete lines, and the lines on this side had been filled with light spots, emitting fluorescence.

The next moment, the fluorescent light shattered, the original black hole's mind was like a sea of ​​stars, with stars scattered all over his mind, Mo Lan only felt a chill in his head, and the starlight disappeared, as if it had never appeared.