Douluo: My Sand Sculpture Player

Chapter 6 Xiao Wu: I am not a dog, but you are a real dog (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Yang Ming and A Yin pulled the rope and transported the chopped bamboos one by one to the banyan tree. They then tied the two ends of the bamboos with the rope to make simple bamboo boards.

Yang Ming gestured with his arm and measured that the bamboo board was about 1.3 meters long and 0.8 meters wide.

If two people live together, it will be very crowded. They can only sleep with their legs curled up at night, and they are facing each other. Not to mention how embarrassing it is for two grown men.

This kind of living environment is extremely harsh, not even much better than the infamous Pigeon House.

"call!"

A Yin raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, took a breath and said:

"I'm going to trouble you later, Brother Yang Ming, stand on the other side of the banyan tree, and we'll stick this bamboo board between the branches of the banyan tree."

Yang Ming knew what he meant.

When making a hanging building, finding a suitable tree is the most basic thing. Not only must the tree have lush branches and leaves, but it must also be healthy and free of insects.

There are only two people at the moment, they are a little too busy, and it is too late. The banyan tree under their feet is their best choice.

Although the banyan tree has many insects and will be infested at night, the good thing is that this banyan tree has three thick forked branches, and the bamboo board can barely be stuck between the three branches to achieve a certain balance.

Yang Ming grabbed the bamboo board with both hands and walked carefully on the thick branches.

Perhaps it is because the climate and soil conditions of the Soul Hunting Forest are conducive to plant growth. The branches of this banyan tree are not as slender as outsiders imagine. They are about as wide as an adult's feet together. The branches are relatively rough and dry, making it difficult for shoes to step on. It's easy for the feet to slip, but as long as Yang Ming is careful, nothing will happen.

The trunk of the banyan tree is about three meters above the ground. When walking on the branches, you will always feel a slight trembling sensation in your body. This is the instinctive emotion of the human body that is afraid of heights. If you are not a person who often works at heights, you will feel it for a while. It's hard to adapt.

Although it was only a very short distance, Yang Ming always felt like he had walked for a long time. When he came to the other end of the banyan tree, sweat had soaked his chest and back.

Under the banyan tree, the little white rabbit who saved Yang Ming's life was tilting his head and watching Yang Ming and A Yin clamp the bamboo board between three thick branches and use their feet firmly. What tricks are they up to?

Are they crazy for building a house on a tree?

The little white rabbit looked puzzled.

After fixing the bamboo board, Yang Ming and A Yin took stones, broke some branches on the banyan tree, and placed them between the bamboo board and the branches as a support to stabilize the position of the bamboo board so that it would not be easy for people to walk on it. Roll over.

After finishing these things, Yang Ming and A Yin sat down on the bamboo board, already too tired to move.

These things seem simple, but they take a lot of energy and effort.

Yang Ming opened his palms and saw broken skin on his palms and fingertips. There were a few messy blood marks. His ten fingers were sore and painful, and he couldn't even clench his fists.

A Yin's situation was not much better. He sighed and said:

"Damn it! This game is too real, even making a hanging tower is so difficult!"

Yang Ming's heart tightened, thinking that A Yin would choose to quit the game because the game was too difficult. If that was the case, he would be left alone in the dangerous soul-hunting forest, and he didn't know what to do.

However, when he turned around to look, the expected frustration did not appear on A Yin's face, but instead showed an expression of excitement.

"Yes, A Yin is different from me. He really treats Douluo Dalu as a game."

"For players, they are not afraid that the game will be difficult, but they are afraid that the game will be boring and boring."

"The current difficult start, for a game anchor like A Yin, will not make him shrink back, but will actually stimulate his fighting spirit to conquer the game!"

Yang Ming suddenly realized.

So, with Yang Ming's thought, A Yin discovered that the previous Survival 1 mission had been completed and he had received a destiny coin.

Unfortunately, one Destiny Coin can't buy anything at all in the game mall. Even the cheapest hoe spirit costs 10 Destiny Coins, so A Yin can only despair and wonder when he will be able to collect enough. Qian awakens his martial spirit.

"Although this Douluo Continent game is still in internal testing and has not developed a krypton gold function, why do I already smell a strong conspiracy of dog planning? Is this planning to use the game mall to cheat a wave of krypton and then collect money? Run away?"

Having said that, A Yin does not feel that there is anything excessive about making money for game developers to experience the immersive experience of Douluo Dalu. He feels that after playing this game, he will never be able to play it again. Off to other games.

"Huh? The main mission has been updated?"

Ayin looked intently and saw changes in the task column.

"Main Mission: Survival II!"

"Having built a simple safe house, you are about to face the Soul Hunting Forest, which is full of dangers at night. Most of the predators in the Soul Hunting Forest hide during the day and come out at night. Only at night will humans discover the true nature of the Soul Hunting Forest. one side."

"Reward: 3 destiny coins."

A Yin turned to look at Yang Ming and said:

"Brother Yang Ming, you have also seen that the mission panel has been updated. This plan is really hard to let people breathe. We have just completed the simple safe house, and now we have to face the attack of the soul beast at night. It is really frustrating. It’s a headache!”

Yang Ming had no consciousness of being a dog planner, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating, as if it was not him whom A Yin was scolding just now.

"I used to watch the documentary Animal World. The excrement left by animals at the top of the food chain can drive away animals wandering nearby. If we can find excrement similar to that of spirit beasts, maybe we can survive tonight safely."

"That's the reason."

A Yin unconsciously rubbed his smooth chin with his fingers and asked:

"But the problem is that we have just entered the game and are not familiar with the Soul Hunting Forest and the various soul beasts. We can't tell which soul beasts are individuals at the top of the food chain, and we can't find their excrement. So we are like this If we rush into the forest to search, maybe before we find the soul beast excrement, the sky will be completely dark, and we will both be buried in the belly of the soul beast."

"Although the game doesn't say what will happen after the character dies, I always feel that if I die like this, I might lose the qualification for the closed beta."

"This problem is actually easy to solve." Yang Ming smiled and pointed at the little white rabbit with a hooded face under the banyan tree. "Before you came, this little white rabbit scared away a ferocious wild boar spirit beast. Maybe we can use its feces."

White Rabbit:"???"

(End of this chapter)