Something's wrong with my undead

"Of course the priority is to form my 'McGB'."

Teacher Xia threw a name strip 2.0 and a page of paper to Mr. Sa.

"Same as before, this thing counts as a skill. Use the keyboard to enter the ID, and remember not to make typos. There is a more detailed instruction manual on the paper. You only need to read it once."

Mr. Sa took the thing and stared at the carefully worded "instructions" for a long time. He also asked several times what the words meant before he fully understood it.

"It means I can get another ID. Wouldn't it look very domineering if I take on the role of 'Thanatos'?" he asked.

Teacher Xia: "Why, you want to be an MT, and you have such a hateful name?"

Mr. Sa: "...It seems so. What will my name be? What do you plan to call me?"

Teacher Xia chuckled and activated the name strip above his head.

A dark purple light flashed, and then a Chinese character [summer] appeared.

There is also a small dagger emblem on the front.

Mr. Sa was stunned: "Damn it, dynamic name strip? No, how can you customize your ID? Chinese characters should be counted as symbols, right? Why don't I have this on my keyboard?"

Teacher Xia said proudly: "Of course I asked Heine to customize it. In his opinion, Chinese is a rune language with the characteristics of a password. From now on, the word 'Xia' will represent McGregor, and the dagger is ours." The emblem makes it easier for people to check their identity.”

"As expected of you..."

Mr. Sa is so envious.

But he still couldn't help but said: "But in this case, 'Xia' won't become a curse word?"

Teacher Xia: "Ah? What dirty words?"

Mr. Sa: "Isn't Magb meaning mgb?"

Teacher Xia: "God damn mgb... This is an intelligence agency that pinched him! You know the FBI, right?"

Mr. Sa: "Oh, is that the FBI in the title of the movie? I always thought that was the review agency..."

Teacher Xia: "Ah? What kind of movie title has such a symbol? Is it a political movie?"

Mr. Sa: "...it's a very old movie, you don't know it's normal."

Before Teacher Xia could get to the bottom of things, Todd suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Two instructors, something bad has happened! The new elves are fighting with our people!"

...

The two of them arrived at the scene as quickly as possible, only to realize that Todd was also a bad boy.

He apparently waited until the battle was almost over before coming to report the news.

Now that the battle is over, the new elves, both male and female, are sitting on the ground with bruises and bruises, surrounded by soldiers who are watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

Gray Moon brought back a total of nine young elves on this trip.

Two of them went to the military camp in Ebony Town to receive warrior training.

The cool guy named Ed and another wood elf temporarily served as apprentices to Linumu.

Lani, a singing girl who is half of the "Silver People", received training in the Court of Holy Light with another group of female Holy Light-affiliated people selected from the local people.

The remaining four people came to the forest shooting range to receive the "Sa style training method".

According to the players, these four people are the strongest and last four rangers among the elves after the battle in Mourning Wood Valley in the future.

Ranger is a mixed profession of hunter and rogue. Basically only elves, a race that is compatible with nature and wind, can do it.

——Strictly speaking, dwarves can do it, but just like rappers and black people are highly bound, rangers have also become an "exclusive" profession for elves.

After these young people escaped from Mingmu City, crossed the Naldolan River, went to Yati Town, and were blessed by Lou Dun, their experience was much higher than that of ordinary people.

After arriving in McCalla, although they saw the vigorously growing plants and felt the vitality at the first sight, they still could not change the nature of the country here.

Whether it's the curious eyes of the people in Greenleaf Town, the low level of strength of ordinary people, or the backward level of infrastructure, they will develop a sense of superiority.

Not everyone can realize like Siara that the isolation and backwardness here are caused by them.

The experience of these young people is not enough to support them in thinking so far.

Therefore, coupled with the vigor and bloody spirit of a young man, it is almost inevitable that small conflicts will escalate into fights.

But neither of them expected that these future heroes would be beaten so badly?

It shouldn't be...

After being blessed by Lou Dun, they all obviously reached the second level.

Is this the level of these local soldiers?

Teacher Xia waved to Lavan, and the half-elf kid immediately rolled over.

"Is it a one-on-one fight?" he asked.

Lavan patted his chest: "Instructor, don't worry, it's definitely a one-on-one challenge. I'll challenge a group of them one by one. I won't embarrass you, right?"

Gan, who taught you to be so pretentious? ?

Although he thought so, Teacher Xia still patted Lawan on the shoulder: "Well done."

The aborigines do not have a player's panel, and there is no so-called "upgrade" moment. Getting stronger is completely linear.

Lavan should be at level three now, and his stealth skills are still at level four.

Considering his careful cultivation in the past, this result is not surprising at all.

Teacher Xia took out a transparent ruler-like name strip 2.0 from the bag and threw it to the other party, and then took out the instruction manual.

"See for yourself"

Lawan was stunned, and immediately left holding the things as if he had found a treasure.

On the other side, President Sa asked Todd to drive back the young men who took the opportunity to interrupt training to watch the fun, and he walked up to the future "Scarlet Arrow" Sangres.

Lavan didn't hold back either. Sangres' fiery red hair was covered with mud, and she was obviously rolling on the ground.

"Why are we fighting?"

Mr. Sa asked.

Because of the friendship accumulated along the way, the red-haired elf girl thought that Sha was always here to bring justice to them, and she immediately said aggrievedly:

"They were the ones who made things difficult for us first!"

"Yes, the amount of training they gave us was unreasonable, and they didn't allow us to object!"

"That's right, the locals are so unreasonable!"

Mr. Sa: "Who makes the move first?"

"it's me."

Sangres stood up.

"I was the one who made the move first. I refuse to accept it. I want to fight him again! I was just careless just now. I will never lose this time!"

Mr. Sa: "Sometimes facing one's own weakness is also a kind of progress."

"Impossible, how could I lose to him!"

Seeing how stubborn she was, Mr. Sa thought about a lot of things to say, but the thought of typing became annoying.

So he called Todd over.

"Tell her how many times you have used strong wind arrows in the past month."

Todd immediately started counting with his fingers:

"On a training day, do 5 sets of 5 times in the morning; in the morning, if your muscles are tired, practice energy mobilization for 3 sets; in the afternoon, when your muscles are recovering and the energy is exhausted, practice 3 sets of bow-drawing movements; if there is a group competition before night, use strong wind during the battle. At least 2 sets of arrows... In the past month, 20 training days can be roughly converted into 1000 complete strong wind arrow exercises."

Why so little?

Mr. Sa murmured in his heart.

This number is completely unqualified in the eyes of players.

Before the advent of the Void Capsule, a hunter who relied purely on body weight would consume more than 300 arrows a day, nearly a month.

Even including arrow recovery, this is still a large expense.

That's why after the birth of Searing Mountain, Lion King lowered the price of arrows, which made so many hunters and players crazy about it. Before that, most of them had to sparingly use armor-piercing arrows, but after that, they could use enchanted arrows boldly.

The aborigines use special "practice arrows" when practicing. Translated in game terms, they are blunt arrows with 100 points of durability.

The attack power is poor, but one can be used as a hundred, and it can only drive wooden stakes.

In the game, there is a daily upper limit for the skill proficiency gained by shooting wooden stakes, so Mr. Sa will ravage the wooden stakes to the limit every day like a "warm-up".

At the end of a week, he would wear out dozens of practice arrows.

Later, after getting the Void Capsule and reaching the fifth level, it was common for a copy to have hundreds of energy arrows.

Therefore, the player's strength is based on the amount of training that is hundreds or even thousands of times that of the aborigines.

——If you consider this, their talents may not be as high as those of the aborigines.

But that's the player's opinion.

In the eyes of the native people, Todd's training volume is already amazing.

Sangres was stunned.

But the shock in her eyes slowly turned to suspicion.

Mr. Sa didn't bother to explain.

"Show me," he said.

"Yes, Instructor."

Todd nodded and quickly drew out his bow and arrow.

Whoosh!

The strong wind carried the arrow spinning out of the string, and hit a fist-sized target hidden on the treetop fifty meters away.

Probably level 3, almost level 4, Mr. Sa thought to himself.

However, although the level is not high, the overall movements are capable and full of player style.

Fast, accurate, ruthless and never sloppy.

This is the result of repeated practice under the requirements of a perfect example.

The group of elves shut up after seeing this arrow.

Mr. Sa looked at Sang Grace again:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

The elf was silent.

"But we didn't lose to him..." a male elf whispered.

Todd simply waved his hands: "To be honest, I can't beat Lavan. And his practice is harder than mine."

This time, this group of geniuses were completely misfired.

Practice, but you can’t practice like others.

If you fight, you can't beat them.

Now that it’s been like this, what else is there to say?

They also want to lose face.

"Train well and you will be like him."

Mr. Sa struck while the iron was hot:

"After all, I entrusted Hui Yue to bring you back."

"what?"

As soon as these words came out, these dark-eyed elves all became as high-spirited as if they had been shot to death.

hiss……

what happened?

Todd felt a crisis inexplicably.