Building a sect from scratch

Fang Xianyu looked helplessly at the players whose output was working hard but was useless, and thought about how to help the players...

She can consume some system energy points to kill this thing at any time, but there is no need - there are players as coolies, why bother to do it on her own? And points are very valuable! She had just experienced the limited-time battlefield and had finished fighting with Siyin and Siyang. As a "landlord", her family had no food left! In addition, players are not complaining about the limited variety of monsters in the dungeon all day long. There is nothing except the Nine Nether Demon. They also scold the dog for not planning the dungeon well and it is better to go home and grow potatoes... Doesn't this just enrich them and meet their needs? Well!

However, hard work is hard work, players cannot break the defense, and no matter how hard they try, it will only be a waste of time. This monster's bones have been nourished for so many years, and ordinary means can't do anything about it. If nothing else, even if the rocket launcher comes over, it will probably take dozens of rounds to break through the defense. What if the players fail to defeat the BOSS after the blood bar is exhausted?

Just as Fang Xianyu was thinking about it, the team led by Nietzsche lost his skills in soup dumplings for a long time. He was so bored that he finally became impatient and couldn't help but suggest: "Let's do this The BOSS won't move if it's too slow. I always have a feeling that maybe I can find a way to blow up the heart in its chest and it will burp. How about we find a way to do it?"

Turtle Qijunze, who has always had the best relationship with soup dumplings, said: "Is that an illusion? Its bones are so messy. How can it avoid the bones and attack the heart directly?"

Other players asked in confusion: "Isn't that just a red ball? How do you know it's a heart and not a dragon ball?"

After another player heard this, he suddenly laughed out loud: "Return the Dragon Balls, and I will become a Super Saiyan! Can you summon Shenlong if you collect seven of them?"

"Then you guys have to authenticate it. I've authenticated it. It's a dragon ball. It's just a fake dragon ball."

"Oh Minato, it's really a dragon ball! Then can I save seven to summon the dragon?"

"No! Because it's fake!"

The soup dumpling, who was criticized by his relatives and friends, rolled his eyes at Turtle Qi Chun: "Stupid! Why don't we just go in and poke it? It won't move anyway!"

"Then you try?"

After receiving the affirmation from the group members, the soup dumplings were immediately eager to try, and said to Nietzsche: "Tell the group leader, I want to try it!"

Nietzsche didn't have any objections to this. When opening up wasteland, there were many situations where brainstorming was needed, not to mention that this fight was indeed a bit too slow, so he nodded in agreement and said to Tuanmaili: "Then you go and try. "

After receiving the approval of the group leader, the soup dumpling showed an excited expression. She habitually slapped the Light Body Talisman and the Divine Movement Talisman on herself, and rushed into the BOSS's "body".

Because this monster is so big, the gaps between the bones are not too small. Although it cannot accommodate people to pass through easily, they can still squeeze in if they squeeze hard.

The soup dumpling found a place with the largest gap, worked hard to break off a few unknown bones blocking it, sucked in the stomach hard, and finally got in with difficulty.

As soon as he got in, the soup dumpling came face to face with the skull on the monster's spine. He was so startled that he barely managed to scream.

She suppressed her fear and moved closer and closer to the Dragon Ball, feeling more and more pressure.

The prairie dog filling the soup dumplings rang out in Tuanmai and screamed: "Help me, I feel like I can't breathe!"

Turtle Qichun made sarcastic remarks in the team channel and pointed: "You work hard! Don't be so useless!"

The soup dumpling was very angry: "You can do it, you are so angry!"

"I can't do it! I'm just a weak Turtle Qijun who can't take care of himself, and you, my friend, you are the real hero! Come on, Pikachu!"

The soup dumpling withstood the pressure that she could hardly move, holding on to all the bones around her body. She didn't care whether she was afraid or not. She just heard her roaring "You fucking daddy--" and finally stood up. He grabbed the fake dragon ball that was bigger than his fist at that moment.

The monster's "breathing" suddenly stopped, and the uncomfortable pressure also disappeared. It was as if such a huge monster actually allowed the player to hold it within three inches and kill it easily!

However, before the players could feel happy without the pressure, they realized something was wrong.

There was still no change in the BOSS's health bar. Instead, the densely packed headless people around him, like zombies smelling the scent of life, suddenly turned around and all faced the direction of the soup dumplings.

This scene was comparable to a horror movie. The soup dumplings who didn't notice what was going on outside were fine. The other players who were waiting for the soup dumpling operation outside had their hairs on end, and the team channel even exploded——

"Holy shit, shit, shit! What happened? Why is it so scary!"

"Isn't this a game about cultivating immortals!? Why has it become a horror game!?"

"Captain, I am too weak to take care of myself! I want to run away!"

"Although they have no heads or eyes, I always feel like they are staring at the soup dumplings!"

"Just stare at me!"

"Soup dumplings: Danger!"

After listening to a few words, Tangbao felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, and he quickly squeezed out from between the BOSS's bones. Who knows when he comes out, he will face a headless man who wants to face him!

"Oh my god, help!"

The soup dumpling was so frightened that she almost couldn't resist the wind and fell to the ground. Then she rolled and crawled back among the players, but those headless men seemed to have spotted her. Wherever she was, the headless men would move towards her. What, very terrible!

"I'm scared to death! This damn thing is for you!"

The soup dumpling said with a pale face, and in the spirit of a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist, he threw the fake dragon ball in his hand to his friend Turtle Qi Chun.

Turtle Qichun subconsciously held it up, and sure enough, the headless men all twisted slightly and faced Turtle Qichun.

"Damn it! Baozi, can you be a human being!?"

Turtle was so frightened that he uttered a national curse. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, as if he was holding a hot potato, and shouted eagerly: "Captain, help, help, help! Please think of a way! I don't want to die young yet." Go away!"

Other players who were watching the excitement started laughing: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! There will be another hero in ten minutes!"

"Anyway, everyone has passed away many times, so you don't want to miss this time!"

Nietzsche gave a guideline: "Why don't you try putting it in your backpack?"

Turtle Qichun was very persuaded and put the fake dragon ball into his backpack. At the same time, Jun Chou, who had always been calm and calm, suddenly changed his face and uttered two words: "It's broken!" (End of Chapter)