There is always something wrong with the temple

Alyosha never answered that I didn't want eggplants.

The pre-order mission was completed by the NPC, and the system didn't intend to continue giving the mission for the time being. After several players looked at each other, Hugo took the lead and said, "I stayed up all night for the city defense mission for two days, so I have to go."

I yawned without eating eggplant, and said in a bad tone, "Me too."

Mina and Alyosha meant the same thing. Before they came to this secluded forest, they were lucky enough to accept a city defense mission, and a thousand people in total just caught up with them.

This game is really true that there is never the possibility of skipping the moving screen... You can shorten the distance by teleportation arrays, teleportation scrolls, horseback riding, etc., but if you don't have any props, it is wishful thinking to teleport like a normal game.

In order to complete this city defense task, they walked for a long time, and then fought for another day and a half, even drinking saliva as if they were dying.

Tired like a dog.

No, worse than a dog!

Liver burst.

Mina saved a troubadour who was hiding in the battlefield after the mission was over, and the troubadour tricked them again, who lost something and threw them all here in Black Blondon The place where the shit is, it was a coincidence that he got lucky and bumped into a legendary mission.

Even if you know that the next step is the fun of exploration, after staying up for two consecutive nights, even the energetic players can't hold it anymore.

I don't eat eggplant and Mina are the first to go off the assembly line. After Hugo glanced at the dumbfounded Wusu, he pulled Alyosha to say something, and then they disappeared together. The only person standing was the orc Alyosha.

Wu Su stood under the tree, looking up at the lush and vast canopy.

The whiteness was scattered on the shoulders, and the bell flowers swayed without wind, as if there were crisp bells ringing.

"Little brother, what are you going to do next?" Alesu sat on the floor carelessly, his thick body blocking the howling cold wind.

But subtly, with the bright light, the biting cold wind seemed to subside a little.

Wu Su shook his head.

He doesn't understand.

The player thought he was the npc who would guide the next mission.

But Wusu is a piece of pure white paper.

Alesu chatted with Wu Su one after another, but Wu Su couldn't give much response. After holding on for half an hour, the orc couldn't help being too sleepy to log off.

Wu Su hugged her knees and sat under the tree of ringing bells. The swaying bell flowers swayed without wind, and the falling white flowers gradually dissipated in the air. The broken light turned into nothingness when it touched Wu Su's hair and shoulders.

The young man in white robes contrasted with the tree, as beautiful as an illusory and pure portrait.

"What am I?

——The delicate petals crowded together rubbed against Wusu's ankle.

After thinking a lot, a lot, Wu Su finally brought up the issue of "self".

"I" is an npc.

This is the view of those travelers.

Five Su clearly heard them talking about his pronoun.

"I" is Wusu?

——Tender buds emerged quietly, and patted the rhizomes contentedly under the silver light.

The rising greenness poked after poke.

Wu Su held his breath, seriously and stubbornly thinking about the profound question of whether "I" is "I".

[Wu Su thought about it seriously, and finally Wu Su decided to restore the temple. 】

Wu Su frowned delicately, and said in a low voice, "Wu Su didn't."

——Wu Su has been sitting under the tree of ringing bells for a long time.

The flowers and green grass that came out almost wanted to hold up the little five sous.

It just adds warmth to the dilapidated and gloomy temple.

[Wu Su was really thinking about it seriously, and then he decided to make the temple clean.But Wusu is too cute, and Wusu is not the one who can organize things by hand, so let's establish the adventurer's guild!Calling lots and lots of people! 】

【Awakening progress of the temple: 1%, you have 1000 points. 】

[Please spend points to build your adventurer's guild! 】

Wu Su doesn't like this system that talks all the time...noisy.

What is a "system"?

He tilted his head and thought for a while, his small body moved, and then stretched out his bloody fingers and poked the word "construction" in the air.

Half of the 1000 points were lost in an instant.

boo——

A swaying and crooked building rose out of thin air, milky white stones built the outer wall, smooth carpets spread from the doorway, reliefs emerged on the wall, and a magnificent scroll of warriors fighting against dragons was built.

Blood and flames scorched the milky white walls, and suddenly lit candles illuminated a small area outside the carved iron door.

Wu Su stood in front of this building that appeared out of nowhere and covered an enormous area.

Still a building with sharp corners.

Wu Su was confused.

How did he suddenly appear in front of this building from the broken temple?

What is "confused"?

Wu Su looked back at the temple far, far away, where there was a swaying and beautiful bell-ringing tree.There are clusters of flowers, and the swaying grass will brush against Wusu's ankles.

Tickle comfortably.

There was a hint of curiosity in his gaze.

That was the first time that Wusu's eyes appeared vivid.

The little Wusu walked into the big building.

——Adventurer's Guild.

The huge font that appeared suddenly was printed on the milky white wall after Wu Su walked into the building.

Like the large characters that had been scorched by a raging fire, there was an ominous atmosphere floating around.

That carpet is very red.

Wu Su walked slowly, with his hands resting quietly by his side, the patter of blood splashing down.

There is a row of counters in the spacious lobby. The counter seats are formed by simple tree holes, and the twisted branches are twisted into seats. It is completely different from the milky white outside. There is almost no place in this building that is not made of wood. Smell the fragrance of the forest.

On the left side of the entire building are tables and chairs of various shapes, as if the trees just decided to grow in a twisted and twisted way, twisting into round or square table tops, and then randomly twisting out mushroom-shaped chairs.

Hey, it's really evil.

And on the right side—the side near the tree hole counter, there are many wooden boards tinkling and hanging.

To get to the tree hole counter, you must pass through the swaying and hanging wooden boards.

It had a very, very quaint air to it.

Wu Su raised his hand, and the wet bloody handprint was on the slender wooden board.

whoosh-

He seemed to hear a sound that didn't exist.

[Five Su came into contact with the ancient breath. 】

[Reward Five Su Healing Scroll x5]

[It just so happens that Wu Su's finger is injured, use the healing scroll to heal it! 】

【Use】【Reject】

Two options appeared in front of Wusu.

He glanced at [Refused].

A gust of gloomy and oppressive cold wind blew by, and after the bloody chill that chilled the neck disappeared, the option of rejection was also swept away.

Wusu flat mouth.

Wu Su chose to use it.

A scroll wrapped with delicate knots suddenly appeared, and the white light flashed after being torn apart, and Wusu's fingers returned to their original white and tender appearance.

Then the four scrolls fell into Wusu's arms.

He was dazed for a while holding the scroll that suddenly appeared, and then whispered, "Thank you."

He didn't know why he said this.

But Wu Su felt that it should be said.

The air seems to be much fresher, like... the smell of joy.

What is the ancient breath?

Bai Nen's hands held the board, Wu Su frowned and "thought".

He tore off the wooden board he had just grabbed, threw it into the scroll, and carried the small pile of things around to the tree hole counter.

After carefully thinking about where to sit, Wu Su carefully placed the things on the innermost counter.

Then climbed into the high chair.

On the left is blank paper, on the right is a quill pen and a bottle of ink.

It's still open.

Wu Su grabbed the quill pen and filled it with ink. After the nib touched the wooden board, he belatedly remembered something.

Can "I" write?

【need】

Wu Su looked at the first character he wrote.

Looks like it will.

Wu Su seriously wrote down the first line on the wooden board.

【Need someone to come】

Then Wu Su looked at the healing scrolls piled up in front of the counter, "thought" and "thought" about the task before the treatment just now, imitating and writing out the rewards.

[Reward Healing Scroll x1]

Wu Su bit the quill pen, hesitantly crossed out [1], and then filled in [2].

The moment the quill was put down, the board suddenly turned into a stream of light and reappeared in the hanging task board.

lakeside town.

The name of this town is very simple, it is by the lake.

The town in "Shenji Continent" is unknown. On the bustling streets, magical shops and strange magical creatures are clustered together. The flowers on both sides grow around the ancient stone bricks, and the moss Rubbing the inner wall of the wine jar, the smell of malt wine drifts with the wind from the bay window of the dark shop deep in the alley.

There is only one main road in Lakeside Town, and then there are alleys that grow like vines.

Players pass by npcs and walk together on the slightly narrow streets.

Lakeside Lakeside, in short, is a town born around the lake.

If it weren't for the id floating above the player's head, it would be almost impossible to tell the difference between the player and the npc.

The wanderer who returned home laughed and greeted the neighbors, danced and twisted his hips, and stepped into the dark alley with ale floating, which was Old Joseph's tavern.

It is also a gathering place for mission information from all over the world.

Some new players will follow up enviously, and then be taught by the old bird, "It's okay to go, but we can't take those tasks unless you are lucky to trigger them." After all, the mechanism of this game is like this.

That is the adventurer's guild belonging to npc.

Old Joseph was wiping the wine glass, and the sticky fruit wine residue was eroded at the bottom of the glass, which could not be wiped clean.The noisy tavern was full of yelling, young boys showing off their muscles mixed with low-key and vicious veterans, and old Joseph didn't even bother to look at it.

Damn, it's time for Mary to quit that sweet little hobby!

Fruit wine is not for warriors!

Ale is also not suitable, but at least it is strong enough.

Also bad enough.

A cup is worth only two coppers.

"Click-"

Ten coppers were pushed in front of old Joseph.

A drunken alcoholic lay down in front of the counter and hiccupped, "Old, Joseph, Afu, what's up lately, do you have any tasks for hiccups?"

Old Joseph frowned, his gray beard was stained with blueberry sauce and curled vaguely under his neck, "What kind of good task can there be in this kind of place?" He quickly snatched ten coppers while talking, and reached out to fumble behind the counter. Yes, reveal the mission board covered by the rag.

"Here—there is only one vague task. I look like a five-year-old kid fooling around. How can there be a healing scroll now?" Old Joseph muttered to vent his dissatisfaction.

He gave up the wine glass with rotten fruit stuck to it.

The price of the loss was deducted from Mary's salary.

Old Joseph thought of the two children in Mary's family who were starving for food, and depressedly crossed out his thoughts.

Forget it during processing.

The lying alcoholic suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the paper from the task board.

"I took this task—"

Then Sa Yazi ran away.

That swift posture did not reveal the slightest hint of drunkenness.

Old Joseph roared in the tavern, "Arthur! You boy didn't pay for the drink!"

There was a silence in the tavern, followed by roars of laughter.