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Chen Tian's heartache was beyond words.

At this moment, he is an empty shell without a soul, too sad to shed tears.Even if Yin Sui guarantees that the money will be earned back in the future, even Chen Tian knows that those who can make money must learn how to spend money, but Chen Tian is just picky!

Every time he saw a scene in a film and television drama where he would spend a lot of money and slap his face, although he knew that the feeling at that moment must be very good, he couldn't help but sigh——

Really a lot of money!

The enemy just lost face for a while, but what I lost was real money!

Chen Tian also knew that with his personality, he would not be able to make a lot of money in this life, just like he would not invest if he inherited an inheritance, and would only put it in the bank for interest.

But this interest is also saved by his own ability, no one else can take a cent from me.

Yin Sui found that he really couldn't be coaxed this time. Although he was not driven to the study room, Chen Tian came out in the middle of the bed with a pillow separated by a [-]th line, and said seriously: "Before I forgive you, if you do not Step over, hum..."

That cold snort was like Aiger sneezed, the dragon's breath didn't hit anyone, but threw himself into a squat.

So angry.

So angry.

Fell asleep in 10 minutes.

Yin Sui purposely stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, to confirm and affirm that he was really asleep, and was speechless for a moment.It's just that he may still be dreaming about gold coins, frowning, looking unhappy.

After another 2 minutes, the pillow on the bed was kicked under the bed by him, and his brows relaxed.

He didn't hit me in a dream, did he?

Yin Sui couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and was about to tuck him in when Chen Tian turned over again and rolled to his side.Chen Tian's sleeping appearance is really not good. Sometimes you can see him stretching his feet on Yin Sui's body, like a bully; Open your eyes and speak.

Tonight's Chen Tian is probably taking the Overlord's route, nothing can stop him from attacking cities and looting villages.But Chen Tian, ​​who was asleep, was also easy to coax. He hugged him into his arms and patted his back gently. After a while, he became soft and could stay good for most of the night.

At five o'clock in the morning, Chen Tian's eyes were as wide as copper bells.

So angry.

He woke up, and the anger he didn't finish before going to bed last night continued.Thinking that Yin Sui had to go out to work, he didn't bother him, got up to wash up, and played aggressively.

There were no people in Sicily at five o'clock in the morning. In the depths of the snow and fog, there was only the energetic figure of Peter I. He dug a hole here, and set up a small trap there. He wanted everyone——

Catch it all in one go.

All go to hell.

Chen Tian muttered a mantra while digging a hole, but in reality, Yin Sui was leaning on the wall to watch him.Shaking his head, he turned around and went to the kitchen again, started the fire to make breakfast, and arranged lunch for Chen Tian by the way, otherwise this lazy guy would either cook instant noodles or quick-frozen wontons, or order takeaway.

In Yin Sui's opinion, this is no longer a matter of health or unhealthiness, but too monotonous.

After digging the hole and going offline, it was only after seven o'clock.Chen Tian pretended nothing happened and sat down at the table to have breakfast, and by the way missed today's morning jog. He felt that digging holes in the game was considered exercise.

After seeing Yin Sui off, he immediately climbed up to the game and saw—hey, a dead body floated in the glacier.

Which child came to die early in the morning?

Chen Tian pulled him over with his staff, took a closer look, and found that it was a player of the Bounty League.I've seen it before, but I'm not familiar with it, so I poked him away in disgust, saluted him, and it was a good journey.

As for his cause of death?

The pit dug by Chen Tian is just an ordinary pit, the player won't die if he falls into it, but it will be stained with a special juice.This juice can attract snow monsters, making him virtually the most fragrant cub on this snow field.

What kind of bad intentions can there be in selling rum?

The pit dug by Peter I, who was slaughtered by the snow monster, has nothing to do with the sale of rum.

Thinking of this, Chen Tian finally felt better, and went offline happily.

Go offline and go online again.

Meet other players, become an actor once, harvest a corpse, and go offline happily.

Repeatedly, Chen Tian went online and offline [-] times a day, and Tangerine Soda saw his ID on and off in his friend list, as if he was dancing disco.

Orange Soda: What the hell are you doing?

Sweet Wine Selling: Contribute to the peace of Sicily.

Sweet wine sales: [Vicissitudes of cigarettes.jpg]

Orange Soda: Why did I hear from the neighbor that they killed a lot of people in the snow and fog today?

Sweet Wine Sales: Shocked!

Orange Soda looked at the word "shocked", and the corners of its mouth twitched.Even though he couldn't make such subtle movements in the game, he felt that he must be twitching in reality.

Orange Soda: Didn't You Know?

Sweet wine seller: I don't know, dear.

Sweet wine sales: Is there any other question here?

Orange Soda: When the hell are you coming back?How long has it been going, there is nothing in the snow fog, right?You won't get lost and can't come back, will you?

Sweet wine sales: [Sorry, your friend is busy]

Sweet wine sales: [For you to transfer the voicemail]

Sweet wine sales: [Please start leaving a message after the beep]

Sweet wine sales: [drop——]

"What the hell?" The orange soda subway grandfather looked at his phone, his facial features almost wrinkled together.He would rather sell rum and be that ruthless and ruthless son who doesn't read back the news, and doesn't want to see this kind of customer service who vomits blood.

Who messed with him again?Why are you so angry?

Tangerine Soda was extremely puzzled, and sent a message to Chen Tian again, but did not receive a reply.He suddenly felt bored. Most of the most troublesome people in the whole continent followed the sweet wine sellers to the depths of the snow and mist. From time to time, there were some news that so-and-so died again, which made the orange soda itch in his heart, like, like...

A remake of the Black Swan event!

Who killed who.

Who can have the last laugh?

The more Orange Soda thought about it, the more he couldn't sit still, so he sneaked open the window and took a look out.Very good, rich doesn't seem to be here.He immediately ran out quietly, and then moved to the back of a remote rockery, preparing to climb over the wall from here.

But when he got out, he felt that the journey was too smooth, so he poked his head out from the wall and asked the passing Black Diamond members, "Hey, where did the vice president go?"

The Black Diamond member glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Popolo Island."

Orange Soda: "Then does he care about you looking at me?"

Black Diamond member: "Probably... forgot?"

Wouldn't it be better if you ran out?Why do you have to go back and ask this question?What's wrong with rich people?

"Forgot?!" Tangerine Soda's face was full of disbelief. He still wanted to ask, but the member of the Black Diamond waved his hand and ran away in a hurry, "I still have something to do, President, I'm leaving first, you turn slowly... ..."

"Hey!" The orange soda didn't call him back, so he could only leave bitterly, thinking about it, and headed straight to Popolo Island.He wanted to see what Rich was doing on Popolo Island.

In Sicily now, one-third of the attention is in the depths of the snow and fog, one-third is on the fallen stele, and one-third is on Silver's reward. What can Popolo Island have?

But when the orange soda arrived on Popolo Island, he was dumbfounded.Because of the turmoil at sea, the only way to get in and out of the island is the sea pier built by Hei Zuan. At this moment, the pier has been banned from entering and exiting. If it wasn't for Orange Soda's status as the president, he still couldn't get in.

When his figure appeared on the pier through the teleportation array, what caught his eyes were hundreds of players from various guilds busily busy on Popolo Island.

"What are they doing?" Orange Soda walked to Rich with a face full of surprise.

"Island demolition." Rich stood on the edge of the pier and answered him calmly, "The action led by Silver, Zhen Zhou and Captain Laurel is called the Yugong Project."

It was already night at this time, and most of the players were online. With the help of orange soda, no less than ten people came from the teleportation array and rushed to the island.

Before that, he hadn't heard the wind outside at all.

The Yugong Project?

Yu Gong moved mountains?

Orange Soda looked dazed, and it wasn't until 10 minutes later that he figured out what these people were doing.

Those few veteran players in the early game suspected that the Burial Pit, the depths of the snow and fog, and the fallen stele were all inextricably linked to the gods.There are people in the depths of the snow and fog, and at the fallen stone monument, but Popolo Island is far away overseas and has not been noticed for the time being.

According to the legend, isn't the bottom of this island connected to the entrance of hell?

Digging will also dig it out for you.

"No, can this work?" Orange Soda's eyes widened.If the entrance to hell really exists, it must be under the mass grave, but the last time the SS bombed the mass grave, they found nothing but some magic lines.

It's like playing an escape room. The mass grave is the door, and you need a specific key to open it.These people didn't look for the keys and couldn't break the door, so they tried to tear down the wall.

The key is in the game. Although the game is quite flexible, it still follows the set plot.Orange Soda thought that even if the wall was torn down, there would still be an air wall in that place, want to go out?no way!

So Captain Laurel who came from the island by boat told him: "There is no door, but there will be a bug window."

Card bug, is a science.

Players in the early stages of the game were stuck with various bugs, and the game company gradually perfected the game in the battle of wits and courage with the players for many years.

Captain Laurel has not done this kind of thing for a long time.He felt the long-lost passion, and the old soul that belonged to the social animal glowed again.

Orange Soda couldn't help but asked again: "But if the game map is destroyed by the player, it will be refreshed and reset to ensure the smooth progress of the game."

If it is not refreshed, then Sicily has been smashed by the players long ago.

Captain Laurel: "Then achieve the goal before refreshing."

This sentence is in a calm and calm manner.Tangerine Soda couldn't help being speechless. He felt that he seemed to have underestimated these old players. They were not fighting with players, they were playing tricks on their heads.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help it anymore, and rushed to the island to see it.I saw that the vicinity of the mass burial pit has almost been hollowed out, countless players are busy here, and there is even an alchemy colossus!

An alchemy colossus made by Pentagram, the leader of the First Elemental Guild, which is not powered by magic.This guy starts up like an excavator.

The mass burial pit has become an island within an island.

The island owner, Nato, and his islanders stood watching, with no pain on their faces, only excitement.Orange Soda came up to them and asked why they didn't stop them, so Nato weighed his purse and said, "I took the demolition fee!"

Orange Soda: "..."

As the president of the richest guild in Sicily, it is because of his status that he is small.

On the other side, the glacial river deep in the snow and fog was already full of corpses.Suspicion, infighting, backstabbing, and scuffle all took place in turn, and the instigator, the sweet wine seller, is still on the run.

Originally, Huoshui and Heisha were encircled and almost caught him, but the monkey suddenly appeared and rescued him again.The two of them sat on his familiar snow wolf and fled to the end of the world together.

Chen Tian couldn't help asking: "Brother Monkey, why do you still save me?"

Monkey was not stupid, after observing for a day, he should have known that Peter I was selling rum, but now he rushed out to save him, which was unexpected by Chen Tian.The monkey's answer fell into Chen Tian's ears clearly, "Didn't you save me before!"

I'm just doing it right!

Chen Tian shouted in his heart, probed his head, and met the monkey who turned his head and showed a smile with eight teeth. It was so sincere, dazzling, shining with the brilliance of human nature, and also had a sense of chic.

This made Chen Tian couldn't help feeling a little moved, and reached out to pat the monkey on the shoulder——this friend, he has made a deal with the rum sales.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Perhaps it was because they had really entered the depths of the real snow field, and escaped for more than ten minutes without encountering a single player or a snow monster.In addition to the sky full of snow, there is a vast land.

Vaguely, Chen Tian saw a snow-capped mountain in the mist.

"Mountain! The legendary snow mountain!" Chen Tian pointed excitedly, and the monkey speeded up, trying to rush towards the snow mountain.However, the melodious sound of the flute sounded, as if it came from the clouds, and was stirred by the wind and snow, adding a bit of coldness and loneliness.

The monkey slammed on the brakes and ordered the snowfield wolf to stop. The two clenched their staffs and looked around vigilantly, but they still didn't find any suspicious figures.

"What's going on?" Monkey frowned.

"Maybe it's really over." Chen Tian got off the snowfield wolf's back and took a few steps forward tentatively. The sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, reminding him of the bard playing the flute on the mural .

"Who's in there?"

He raised his voice to ask, but no one answered.

"Hello?"

He and the monkey continued to walk forward, but there was still no answer, until they walked about a hundred meters away, the sound of the flute was finally so clear that it seemed to be ringing in their ears, and there was a sigh in the wind.

"Let's go back……"

"Lost traveler, the front is not where you should go..."

Chen Tian collected himself and continued to ask, "What's that place?"

The voice answered him: "That's where the gods live."