Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

The Fourth Natural Disaster Section 112

It looks very much like the wizard of the Eastern Kingdom who cursed people to death with a scarecrow in "Rhode Island Midnight Story Club"... Ifrit pouted unhappily,

Humph, this weirdo,

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Hiding behind the tent, the Sarkaz girl observed secretly,

She watched the young Kuranta take a few steps to explore, lay another layer of paper inside the map, and draw on the paper.

Is he drawing a map?

map…?So this is a road sign...?

Ifrit stared at the simple road sign inserted by Lin Yun beside him, and wrote something in square characters that resembled Yan Kingdom characters.

or something else?But why street signs?

I squinted my eyes to look at the words on it, but didn't understand anything.

It seems to be a street sign.

But what is written on it? Damn it! !Could this guy really not speak Colombian? !

Seeing Lin Yun walk away, Ifrit followed quietly, checking the new road signs along the way, but he didn't understand them.

She began to regret not studying hard in Rhodes Island...

Annoyed, she scratched the horns on her head. Ifrit wanted to keep up with Lin Yun again, but she didn't expect him to turn around suddenly.

"..."

Why do I feel someone behind me?

The ears of the horse, which was pressed by the military cap, trembled. Lin Yun stared suspiciously, listening carefully to the deliberate silence around him.

Nasty guy!Can you still notice me? !

The small face was swollen, and Ifrit covered her mouth, hiding behind a tent, holding her breath and trying not to make a sound.

You wait!If you dare to find me, I will tell the bagpipes all about you!

"Ifrit?"

"Ugh?? Wind, bagpipes!!"

Impressively, she turned her head and saw that the girl Vayifan who had finished sorting out the records of material consumption was holding the file and raised her brows suspiciously.

"If you don't sleep so late, are you playing a game?"

"Hmph! Yes, I am playing a game!"

its not right!Who's playing games, I'm going to track down that suspicious guy!Who wants to play games!

After taking a step back, I leaned back and poked my head out of the tent, but at this time the road was empty, only the white moonlight remained.

Damn this guy runs faster than Custer! !

"Ifrit?"

"what?"

"What are you doing?"

Follow that weirdo! !

Ifrit wanted to say that, but recalled the agreement in the tent, so he had to change it temporarily.

"Play, play a game! What's the matter?"

"For the game, let's play it tomorrow, it's not safe tonight~~"

Rubbing the Sarkaz girl's head like a child, Bagpipe grinned.

"How about I play with you?"

"I still can't..."

"Well, isn't that right ~ let's go, I'll take you back to find Doctor White-faced Owl~"

"cut……"

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The sound faded away little by little,

After holding his breath, Lin Yun, who was hiding in the dark, heaved a sigh of relief, and came out little by little.

Although I don't know why I have to hide... Uh,

I can't explain the "player" thing to them, how can I explain that kind of thing?It's all about dimensions.

It's good to hide anyway.

There are still four days, there is still a lot to prepare,

In addition to physical guides and maps, you can also summarize the things you need in the camp, and then hand them over to the game planner to edit them into event tasks... The planner of the ID island survivors always loves to listen to players' suggestions,

Huh, wait a minute?

They are planners, they already know the mission, right?

Never mind

Pick up the tool you just put down.

get busy.

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——Four days later———

As the last touch of bright red faded from the horizon, the fifth test of "Terra Land" together with the version update officially started.

The 30 manufacturing cabins slid open the "coffin lid" at the same time, and the first exclamation was followed by a noisy noise like waves.

The new players exclaimed like the old rules that the game is real and the lights and shadows are gorgeous, and they fumbled around and licked the wall like the old rules, like the old rules, some people are happy and some are sad...

"Why am I Doolin!!!"

"Yeah, I'm Sarkaz!"

"That's right, I'm Haisi!"

"Hai Si? Where is Hai Si!? Let me take a bite and assimilate into the crowd together!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (being bitten)"

"I want it too! Let me eat that egg over there!!"

"Damn it!!!!"

Out of previous "game experience" and personal feedback from "NPCs".This time, Zhang Zhiqing deliberately divided 30 people into a room with ten people in each room, intending to reduce the "crazy" of the players by spreading the number.

But helpless, he still underestimated the solidarity of fellow earthlings.

The players who rushed out of the hatch quickly gathered, and then followed the signposts to the hall like a wave of corpses.

Jeston and Ivan Heim, who were called to support the cards, saw a player rushing through the door with a shovel, and raised their arms and cheered:

"Number one - name -!"

Then he was run over by the pile of people behind him,

Jeston shuddered,

"What's going on with these people? Why are they even crazier than the last wave!"

"Master, don't mind, all kinds of cultures are performance art."

Thin smiles in the thick of it, holding up the lighter to light Jeston's cigarettes, for the sake of being close to each other,

He even wore the same style of police uniform and cap as the other party, only the wine glass was replaced by a paper cup.

"Performance art...if that's art, it's postmodernism."

"Haha what the master said is what the master said..."

Sui Sui read the cigarette and looked at the "Black Mountain employees" playing together, Jeston only felt a pain in his nostrils.

...the pain from being poked in the nostril by a Wendigo...

But to be honest, these Montenegrin employees are actually fine except for the time when they first got out of the cabin. They occasionally do some unthinkable things, but most of the time they are still normal-until today I put on a translator.

"This game is so-real! Brother, hit me! Ouch! It's cool!"

"Where is the paid content? I want to watch the paid content at the end of the Iberia chapter!"

"Is there any big boss teaming up with cute newcomers? Support profession, race Lubo!"

All kinds of vague words, like whispers of ancient gods, made Jeston dizzy,

Quickly took off the translator earphones, and Jeston suddenly felt that the "apprentice" of Caprini behind him was much more normal.

"Yo! Purgatory, deep forest, road!"

Carefully turn off the translator, and greet the three people with the sign board next to them.

"Are you here to recruit newcomers?"

"New to the Wolves~!"

The Pello player with ID "Navy Avenue" beckoned to the thick and thin, and patted the words on the wooden board.

"Yeah, why are you still standing with the NPC?

"Hey, punishment mission!"

The punishment task is still smiling so happily...

Malu muttered something in his heart, and without turning off the translator, Jeston opened his mouth and came.

"Isn't Jeston just a chicken?"

"What kind of chicken? Which idiot said that?"

"Our service planner said it in the Q group..."

"Go, go, what is the plan, the planner knows a hammer and the earth knows a hammer Terra!"

The young Caprini patted his mentor's arm confidently,

Thickness and fineness: See this muscle, is this a vegetable?This is called hiding!Although Jeston's mentor flies crookedly with his drone, exhausted his Originium skills, and hides when he sees Ivan Heim... ([-] words are omitted here) but this is the arrogance of the strong!Don't even bother to care about the weak!

Jeston: ?

Navy Road: ...You, as long as you are happy...

Saying goodbye to "the second person with the NPC", the three of them walked to the cute new pile and began to set up cards to recruit new ones.

"The long-term team has recruited new recruits! Most of them are military game enthusiasts! The Lubo race is here, and Pello is also available! The hardcore game lovers are the first to enter, online is good brothers offline water group chat military chat weapons, Joining the team will give you weapons, and you will be given a pair of scrap iron breastplates for the five tests! If you don’t come, you won’t be fooled!”

"Good brother, I want to join the team, but can Sarkaz do it?"

"Sarkaz can't do it, but I can recommend Sarkaz's group for you, do you want to go?"

"Add me, add me! I'm Lu Bo's technique!"

"Our regiment lacks a master! Welcome!"

"Why is there no gun in this game? How much is it to start a big sniper?"

"Hey! You can only turn left to csgo!"

It seems that Lu Bo is actually Pello's Malu, who should speak more than one person. Faced with Mengxin who came forward to ask questions, regardless of the reason, he patiently answered them one by one.

Standing behind, Purgatory looked at the old pocket watch he bought from the NPC shop, and stuffed it back into the breast pocket of the prison guard uniform.

"Let's go, it's time."

"The angel demon Haisi and the casual players should be here, we are the only ones missing."

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