Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The weight of the human skeleton accounts for about 35-40% of the total weight of the human body. For the player, the body controlled suddenly becomes more than 60% lighter, and the mobility is not affected. It means that even a person with poor motor nerves can become He is as nimble and lively as a swallow.

Hal was still nervously thinking about the punishment Yang would receive for leaving his post without authorization during the work period, and the group of undead players had already surrounded him...

"Damn it! The modeling of this NPC is so realistic!"

"Oh my god, the pores are so clear, how did you do that?"

"Hey, look, he's actually sweating?"

"Is there any mission? How can I take the mission?"

"How did the vanilla boss accept the mission from the NPC?"

Hal, who was completely stunned: "..."

"Stop arguing, you have to talk to the mission, how do you know who to deal with with so many NPCs shouting together?" Tang Jia, who was the first to spot the high-level NPC and also the first to run to Hal, was annoyed, "Everyone line up, press the button Come in order!"

Luckily, the players in the inner circle just watched her quietly, and no one had the intention of retreating to the back to line up...

"Forget it, let's talk one by one. Don't forget that high-level NPCs will be irritated by players' inappropriate words and deeds. It's not bad for people behind to see how the people in front are talking." Tang Jia's post quickly out loud.

This girl whose ID is not increasing entropy speaks much more rationally, at least it sounds more pleasing than Tang Jia's words, and the players all agree: "That's right, let's talk to those who are close first, and everyone else be quiet."

Tang Jia did her part, and regardless of whether others agreed with it or not, she glanced at the green letter above Hal's head and took the initiative to attack: "Hello, 'Razor' Hal Maxwell, is there any mission released?"

Surrounded by a large circle of undead, Hal, who could not move for half a step, glanced at the skeleton that opened his mouth.

At first glance, this skeleton looks like someone who died on the ancient battlefield of Tarantan many years ago. The eye sockets, teeth gaps, and bone joints are filled with black mud, and there is a fist-sized hole on the ribs on the chest, which happened to come out. But it was the voice of a very youthful and hearty woman... The sense of disobedience was so strong that Hal got goosebumps.

However, they have work rules. Although it feels really absurd and awkward, Hal had to react bravely, nodded, tried his best to make a kind expression, and stiffly recited the lines according to the rules: "Hi , Undead friends, it seems that you just woke up from eternal sleep, would you like to do something for me, I can give you my friendship as a gift."

Tang Jia was excited and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes!"

Perhaps it was because he hadn't heard the young woman's voice for a long time, Hal found the skeleton much more pleasing to the eye, and quickly issued the task to the undead according to the regulations: "Lord Yang asked us to rebuild this exile town, but we are short of manpower , I really can’t carry out my work, and I don’t know how to build a palace for walkers to learn skills in this ruins..."

"Huh?" The skeleton in front of him no longer paid attention to him, but looked down at something, then turned his head, and said to Fa Xiao, "This NPC's prestige rewards only provide walker transfer routes and special equipment weapons for this career route. , I think this walker department seems to be the leather armor class in Warcraft, Qingyue, do you want to play walker?"

"Hmm... I'd rather play spellcasting professions." Xiao Xiao said.

"I don't want to play leather armor either. Let's find a high-level NPC who teaches spellcasting and warrior professions." Tang Jia said self-consciously, urinating and pushing her way out of the crowd.

"Player Fudge has rejected the mission you issued."

Hearing the prompt from the imprint matrix, Hal looked confused: "??"

"Hey, can I see the NPC's reputation reward after accepting the mission?" The player next to him shouted at Tang Jia who was about to leave.

"That's right, the reputation bar of the high-level NPC was swiped out after receiving the mission, and it's in the panel." Tang Jia turned her head and said, "This NPC's reputation is swiped to be friendly, and he can choose to be a walker apprentice to change jobs, and he will also give you a dagger. Later, there are leather armors, job changes for advanced assassins, etc."

"I don't want to play close combat." After hearing this, the player who asked the question turned and left...

"Me too, which NPC should I find if I want to play remote games?"

"It seems to be...a ranger named Joe?"

"I'm also looking for a warrior NPC, wait for me!"

"It seems that the one who teaches magic is the resurrection instructor of our undead, isn't it? Where is this NPC?"

With a huff, more than half of the dozens of undead surrounding Hal dispersed.

Hal: "?!"

The remaining ten or so undead completely did not understand the psychological gap that Hal fell from the stars in the blink of an eye. Another skeleton, which was also dirty and covered in age, came up to Hal's face and looked at Tang Jia. What I did just now is scripted: "Hello, 'Razor' Hal Maxwell, do you have any missions to post?"

Hal's face twitched violently...

Thinking about the evil black mage monitoring their words and deeds through the imprint matrix, Hal had to hold back his anger and said aggrievedly: "Hey, undead friend..."

The task Hal has the authority to release to players is to provide simple tools, such as shovels, pickaxes, etc., to allow players to help him clean up the hundreds of square meters of ruins in front of the tent, and make room for the official Walkers Guild.

Like Hal, the ranger Tuttle and the treasure expert, two partners squatting nearby, will be "on duty" in the Walker Guild in the future. One releases the task of transporting the cleaned up garbage, and the other releases the task of collecting building materials. .

In short, the prestige points provided by high-level NPCs, as well as the job transfers and weapons and equipment attached to NPC prestige points are used as carrots, and these players who come to play games are used as cheap labor...

There is a limit to the number of missions that each advanced NPC can issue at the same time, mainly because the number of "mission props" such as shovels and pickaxes is limited... For example, Hal only has [-] sets of tools in his tent .

A few players who were very interested in changing jobs to walkers took the task and got the tools. While discussing with each other and guessing how to play the walker system of this game, they enthusiastically started to clean up the streets that looked like ruins.

Several other players did not step forward to accept the task.

These few people watched the process of others accepting the task, and after the few people who took the task started to "work", they met and discussed something... One of them left the team and walked towards Hal.

Hal, who was holding back his stomach, stared at the skeleton expressionlessly, and was about to read his lines again...

As a result, the skeleton ignored him at all and walked right past him.

Then... With his master standing beside him, this skeleton got into his tent openly.

Hal: "?!"

"I rely on a lot of things in it! They can be interacted with and can be picked up, not stickers!" The skeleton happily held the enchanted dagger that was still being sharpened by Hal Gang and was shining with a special red light, and poked out from the tent to greet his companions, " Look quickly, this one looks like a magic weapon! You can take it away—"

"You dirty thief—!"

Furious, Hal drew out his long knife and severely chopped off the skeleton's skull.

"Damn it—" the skull whose skull was chopped off let out a scream, the damage exceeded the current load, and it was determined to be dead. The flying skull and the white skeleton that stayed in place disappeared in the white light, and the enchanted dagger fell on the ground with a clang. land.

"Damn!" The friends of the dead player were startled.

"The third child has been kicked off the assembly line!"

"This high-level NPC really knows how to slash people, and its attack power is really high, so it can be killed instantly!"

"The intelligence is also high, and it can recognize that others are stealing from him."

Finding that the high-level NPC is really dangerous, this group of players squatted openly less than ten meters away from Hal and muttered for a while... Another player got up and walked towards the few people who were diligently doing the task.

And then... This buddy directly picked up the pickaxe that one of them put next to him, picked it up and ran away...

The player who was robbed of the mission props was stunned: "I rely on?!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The honest player who does the task & the boring player who breaks the law and tries the interactive limit of the game, the two groups stared blankly at the NPC Hal who was standing in front of the tent, and chased him out angrily...

The player whose body weight was reduced by 60% was really fast, but the professional-level powerhouse Hal under the fury buff was even faster. The player was caught by Hal before he ran out of the ruined block, stabbed him through, and screamed Then be teleported back to the resurrection point and kicked offline.

Hacking and killing two undead in a row, Hal found that his mood suddenly became much happier, and his whole body became refreshed...

Picking up the pickaxe and returning it to the bewildered task player, Hal returned to the "post" in front of the tent and stood still, looking at those who were clearly about to make trouble.

There were only three remaining troublemakers who discussed nervously in front of others for a while, and one of them got up and walked over to accept the task with Hal.

Hal, who was under the pressure of being watched by a certain black magician, did not dare to draw a knife to slash and did not dare to strike. He silently announced the mission and gave the mission props.

Then... the player who received the quest props carried a pickaxe and dragged a shovel, and ran away.

Hal, with veins popping out of his forehead, stood still in place according to the regulations.

When the skeleton, who just wanted to steal his tools and caused his salary to be deducted, ran out of the ruins, Hal suddenly drew out his long knife: "Stop! You dirty thief——!"

"If you take the quest props out of the range, you will be chased by NPCs? Isn't this game too much?!" Watching the little friend who pulled out a distance of more than [-] meters was caught up and hacked to death in the blink of an eye, the two remaining troublemakers shocked……

The quest players were also stunned: "If you take the quest and don't complete it, can't you go offline with the quest props?"

"I'm too hardcore!"

"Real enough, I like it!"

Both the troublemaker and the task player looked at the player who made the discordant cry.

"What the hell! What if the mission is half done and there is an emergency?"

"That's right, the original offline will still lose data, it's too nonsense!"

"What a broken game!"

A player who had been immersed in the task couldn't listen any longer, and raised his head and said, "Don't you read the task description when you accept the task? Return the props to the NPC, choose to save the progress of the task and then go offline, and then get it back from the NPC when you go online."

The player who was serious about the mission waved his hands at the two troublemakers in disgust: "If you don't want to do missions, don't bother here. The high-level NPCs in this game are too detailed. If you frequently harass him and cause us to be friendly What should I do if the efficiency is reduced?"

As soon as the other mission stream players heard it, they followed suit: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't make trouble here!"

There were only two troublemakers left alone, and the high-level NPC Hal, who had been irritated several times in a row, was indeed watching them... had to leave in despair.

Coming out of the ruined block and walking to the street, the two troublemakers were discussing whether to wait for the three friends who died to go online before continuing to cause trouble... Then I saw a few players pushing a car on the construction site on the other side of the street. The kind of tin barrow is coming at a gallop.

"Fuck! You guys have made a big deal!" The two troublemakers roared in surprise and envy.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way—!" The player who didn't know how to get the tin cart was very nervous.

Before the two troublemakers could open their mouths to ask about the situation, they heard a few "whoosh, whoosh" piercing through the air, and several people running wildly pushing the iron trolley uttered curses such as "fuck" and "grass" one after another, turning into white light disappear.

A senior NPC with a longbow on his back, "Tuttle Joe" and "Ranger Mentor" floating above his head, with veins visible to the naked eye, walked over silently and grabbed the handrail of the trolley, and pulled the cart away...

Watching this murderous long-distance NPC disappear at the corner of the street, player A shuddered: "...how about, let's do the mission? It's rare to open the first day of the closed beta..."

Player B, who caused trouble, nodded silently: "Yes, yes... I want to play Warrior, how about you?"

"Me too."

"Then where are we going to find the Warrior Mentor?"

"Let's do the task of giving clothes to the zombie NPC first..."