Doomsday game milk tea cart

"Don't go up! Pull back!" The frontline commander Rong Jiu stood on the shore, paying attention to the players standing in the shallow water area to prevent the monster from coming ashore, reminding them not to chase too deep.

"Yes, calm down." Yi Luo leaned leisurely on the driver's seat of the milk tea cart, loaded the bullet slowly, and fired once in a while, "After all, this is their home field for the event. Even if they die, they will just leave the event. It was resurrected at the monster's respawn point, so it doesn't need to be too real."

The players blocking the monsters that slipped through the net in the front row suddenly froze in their movements, feeling that their momentum had dropped a lot.

Although everyone knows that the party that started the event has the advantage of not really dying, but it is still very easy to miss it when it hits the top, especially now that it is a special situation where two events are started at the same time.

"Compared to them." Rong Jiu looked at Yi Luo who was lazily sitting on the driver's seat with complicated eyes, "Are you too leisurely?"

"Huh? No way." Yi Luo shrugged innocently, "Our crispy long-range is like this, there is no way."

He glanced at the flashing sea, "Besides, I don't know if it's my illusion, since the expansion of the battlefield, the monsters' offensive is not as fierce as it was at the beginning. Even if I don't make a move, they will still deal with it." Shall I come?"

"But it's not embarrassing to just do this, and occasionally I will help."

He laughed casually.

Rongjiu: "..."

Although what he said was right, the monsters' offensive had indeed begun to show signs of decline, but for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Over there, He Wuning was stepping on the face of a giant-winged devil fish and gliding briefly on the shallow water for a certain distance, before it jumped onto the shore and let it sink in the sea water.

He raised his foot in disgust, shook the water on it, and turned his head to face Yi Luo's head in the window of the milk tea car. Yi Luo lay on the window and smiled at him: "Do you want to come back and rest for a while?"

He Wuning looked him up and down, and sneered: "Is that how you guys are long-distance?"

He turned and rushed towards another monster.

Yi Luo: "..."

He quickly raised the gun, switched the form of the sniper rifle, and quickly fired a string of bullets, accurately detonating the heads of several monsters in front of He Wuning's target.

Yi Luo opened the car door and jumped down gracefully, showing a smile: "I misunderstood, our long-distance is usually like this."

He Wuning didn't bother to look at him, turned around and chased after other monsters, and Yi Luo happily followed them.

Rong Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, this man really turned his face faster than turning a book.

But what Yi Luo said was true, even if these monsters failed here, they would not really die, so the real battlefield was not here to kill the monsters.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the safe zone.

……

At the same time, in the research room of Area A, Quantum Li calmly looked at the light screen of the game in front of him.

Seven games were going on at the same time, but under her control, all the monsters were firmly stopped at a safe distance not far from the core.

Li Quantum raised her hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose. This was her habitual action when she was thinking. Zuo Qianming would jokingly call this "tactical lens pushing", and Li Quantum smiled lightly.

The player ID and status flashed past her eyes on the reflection of the lens, she moved again, and a player with residual blood was dragged into the game copy.

The injured player only saw a sudden change in the scenery around him. While remaining vigilant, he was relieved, knowing that his life was no longer in danger.

He is already mentally prepared to be attacked by active monsters, and then reappear at the respawn point—although he will not really die, but no one wants to experience the feeling of dying.

However, the pain of death did not appear as he imagined. He opened his eyes in a daze, and found a ray of light falling on him.

He turned his head in surprise, and a hazy figure in the light made it hard to see. He was about to show a grateful smile when the other party suddenly said: "You have hands and feet, and your blood volume has been drawn to half. What are you doing sitting on the ground?"

Some overly stern voices came, and the injured player was shocked, and instantly remembered the fear of being dominated by Teacher Yan in the treatment center, and immediately got up: "I, I, I! I'm fine, Teacher Yan! I can still fight!"

"This is the safety line." Teacher Yan, who had his hands behind his back and his back was slightly hunched, but with a very solemn posture, glanced at him, "The monsters can't get through, you can recover slowly."

She looked at the new injured player, "Are you a remote?"

"Yes, yes!" The player nodded quickly, and held up the injured weapon to show her, "I have combat power!"

Teacher Yan nodded and took another look at him: "Young man, do you think Li Quantum dragged you into this instance just to save you?"

The injured player thought that was probably the case, but he scratched his head and dared not say anything.

"Don't underestimate Li Quantum. She always considers the maximum benefit in everything she does. Even if she has enough gold coins in her hand, she will not squander them at will." Teacher Yan glanced at him, "Since you are assigned to this dungeon, it is you who Here can help."

"It's still waiting for you to fight, don't look like you are waiting to die."

"Yes!" The injured player immediately stood up straight.

"Huh, but there are only a hundred drops of blood left, you know, there are a few guys who only have a few drops of blood left each time, and they can still be alive and kicking!" Teacher Yan looked back, "Don't worry, I will Treat yours."

The injured player nodded submissively, thinking that I've heard the names of those players who often escaped with blood, but you treated them like grandchildren in the treatment center back then.

It's just that he only dared to think about it, but didn't dare to say it.

"The fourth wave is coming." Teacher Yan glanced at the countdown timer in the upper left corner, and paused the treatment action, "You can also help me, I will check the blood volume in the front row first, and treat you after the break."

The injured player immediately made a gesture of preparing for battle: "No need, Mr. Yan, you have already said that this is near the safety line, and monsters can't get here. I have more than half of my blood volume and enough!"

Only then did he have the time to look at the surrounding scenery leisurely. The ground of the scene seemed to be a bluestone slab divided into grids. He tried to take a step, only to find that he was completely trapped in a grid and could not get out at all.

Behind him is the "instance core" that spins and emits light. Once the monsters approach the core of the instance and break it, the players will lose the right to occupy the instance.

The injured player glanced back, and immediately felt a sense of responsibility.

The monsters come in from the door farthest from the core of the dungeon. They have to withstand the attacks of the players all the way to the "core of the dungeon". Do they move forward quickly without fighting back, or attack the surrounding players to destroy these humanoid "sentinel towers" , is the monster's own choice.

"Don't be silly, I'm a doctor, and I know how uncomfortable people are when their blood volume is not full." Teacher Yan glanced at him, "I will treat you as soon as I get a chance, don't worry, just wait a little bit a little while."

"Okay, okay!" The injured player straightened his chest flattered, "I will hold on for a while."

With the conversation between the two, the countdown time was cleared, and the monsters at the portal finally appeared. In the front row were two giant slimes that seemed to be very resistant to beating, and the tank player in the front row showed a serious look. expression.

"It's a little bit tricky, this kind of big guy." Teacher Yan frowned. The giant slime has high defense, recovers blood very quickly, moves slowly in front, and is quite difficult to deal with.

The two tank players in the front row held shields in their hands, looked at each other, and could only bite the bullet and go up.

One of them couldn't help shouting: "Friends in the back, give me some strength!"

The output guys also had a distressed expression - they also wanted to output as much as possible, but the value was there, and this kind of troublesome monster could only be worn out slowly.

Just when everyone thought the battle would last for a long time, a rocket flew over the heads of the crowd and landed on the head of the giant slime. The monster instantly shrank in size as if it was boiling with smoke.

Everyone's eyes fell on the injured player who had just arrived, and his expression was dull for a moment.

He touched the back of his head nervously: "What, what's the matter, shouldn't I hit it?"

"No, no, no!" The tank player grinned, "Well played! Hey, I'm still worried about this slime. As expected of Li Quantum, why are you so predictable? I thought you couldn't handle it. It was sent in, but I didn’t expect it to be of great use!”

The other couldn't help but praise: "Director Li is too amazing, how did you come up with this!"

They cheered up and waved their shields again to go up.

Li Quantum, who could hear their conversation clearly outside the screen, was silent for a moment, and his eyes fell on the next wave of monster previews in the lower left corner of the light screen of the dungeon. A batch of what monsters will appear.

After a while, she looked away, forget it, even if they don't use their brains, as long as they are obedient, nothing will go wrong.

Knowing that there is a solution, Teacher Yan heaved a sigh of relief, but still frowned slightly, and explained to the newly injured players: "In fact, at the beginning, the monsters seemed to be moving forward with the aim of quickly approaching the core of the dungeon. Players around take action."

"From the third batch, they suddenly targeted players."

"Obviously killing the player in this dungeon will not make the player really die. I don't know what they think."

Teacher Yan shook his head helplessly.

"Who knows what the monster thinks." The injured new player scratched his head and said casually, "Perhaps the original goal was to target the dungeon core, but it was impossible to reach it at once, so I decided to use the previous batch of monsters to consume more A little player's HP, it's better to consume a little more of our gold coins to create opportunities for the monsters behind?"

"No matter what." He clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, "In short, we just need to stop them from the core of the instance!"

Teacher Yan couldn't help but look at him more, and nodded slightly approvingly: "Yeah."

"Young people are very motivated. With this kind of momentum, we will not lose."

……

Throughout the game, the competition between monsters and players has subtly come to a stalemate.

In the core defense battle of the dungeon, the monster side sent more monsters with heavy blood and high defense to delay, and the wild in the game area desperately wanted to quickly occupy the ocean area and dye the sea red.

And the players are just on the opposite side. They use the ocean area as the boundary to block the advance of the monsters, passively welcome their waves of attacks, and delay the time to create opportunities for the players in the dungeon core defense battle.

Yi Luo shot the monster in front of He Wuning's eyes, and raised his head thoughtfully to look at the ocean area.

There is already a piece of red, spreading from the sky area to the blood red of Ghost Island, and finally passing through the sea and spreading to the rainforest area.

But Yi Luo didn't show an anxious look, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did you feel it?"

He Wuning nodded: "Well, they are exhausted."

"It seems that Quan Li's guess is right. Their strength is difficult to support them to face two battlefields at the same time. As the dungeon over there progresses, there will be fewer and fewer monsters here." Rong Jiu pushed his glasses. , glanced at his communication device, and laughed, "The news came in a timely manner, isn't this guy really an artificial intelligence with multi-core computing?"

"My friends, it's almost time to fight back."

The author has something to say: How do I feel that the flag I finished today is in danger...

感谢在2021-10-1602:46:46~2021-10-1622:04:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of white meat;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 13 bottles of Sunburn; 5 bottles of Mo De's name; 1 bottle of playing for three years in the five-year college entrance examination;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard