Building a sect from scratch

"Deduct 1" is also a common "slang" in this kind of multiplayer team game.

The meaning of "1" is a bit like a short expression such as "received" or "understood". It was widely recognized because it was the fastest input in the era of PC keyboard games, so in the era of virtual reality game warehouses, It has also been passed down and used.

Of course, most of the time, sand sculpture players will not deduct 1 honestly. Seeing only "2"s and even "0s" in the team channel, Wang Ergou couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not a brother, I understand the deduction of 2, they don't know how to count! You are deducting 0" What's going on? Are you from Chunxi Road?"

The sand sculpture players then started to make wild remarks and said: "Captain, why are you so excited to see 0? Are you 1?"

"Captain, how do you know there are flying bugs all over Chunxi Road? Are you one of them?"

"I don't believe it, there is no 1 in "Ten Continents"!"

"Pass it on: the leader is not 1!"

"Pass it on: The leader likes 1!"

"What? The leader is 0?"

"Sister, your formation is in disarray!"

As a team leader who has been involved in major games all year round, Wang Ergou has long been accustomed to this kind of teasing. He said with a smile: "You are really old sows wearing hoods, one set after another. You can't fight at this time." Sitting alone and practicing, you see, Lu Renya has gathered a bunch of spiritual grass!"

The players looked along and discovered that Lu Renya, who had finished sharing the task, was digging for spiritual grass not far away while he had nothing to do!

The Taiyin Mountain sect's station has been completely destroyed by players. It is more than two hundred miles away from Taiyin Mountain. Generally, no players travel this far, so the resources are still very rich. In such a short time, Lu Renya I've actually dug a big hole!

Seeing his teammates looking at him, Lu Renya felt guilty and pressed the dug grass into a small ball, trying to prove that he was not that Huang Shiren...

After more than an hour, almost all the players who arrived early had a large pocket of spiritual grass and ores, and the last player in the team finally arrived belatedly.

"Brother, please upgrade more, your speed is too slow!"

The player explained without tears: "I really didn't mean it. My [Wind Control] proficiency is low, and the skills I use are [Pray for Clear Sky] and [Pray for Rain], which are useless! It's too difficult for me!"

In "Ten Continents", the player's novice skills are completely random. After the gas is introduced into the body, a random skill will be given. According to incomplete statistics, among the skill displays posted by players in the forum, the skill has been used the most. There are basically three or four of them including [Swordsmanship], [Divine Movement], [Wind Control] and [Strength]. Two skills like [Pray for Clear Sky] and [Pray for Rain] are really unheard of, and I’m afraid they are not as cherished as they are. Wang Ergou's [Transportation] is the same - it just sounds really useless.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Wang Ergou said in Tuanmai: "Okay, okay, when everyone is here, we will disperse into teams to look for clues!"

Upon hearing this, all the players dispersed and rushed towards the valley with strange screams. The fastest runner, Zhao Qing, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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However, this task is not as complicated as imagined.

Even Fang Xianyu, who was secretly following Zhao Qing, was shocked when he saw a small village covered by a formation only a few miles away from the valley entrance.

That formation is not advanced, it is just a concealment formation. Once it encounters a monk with a little bit of cultivation, it will not work.

Fang Xianyu had been kept out of the valley by the Dark Demon before. Even his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate deep into the valley to detect it, so naturally he did not discover this village.

Zhao Qing herself has the highest cultivation level among the players, especially she even relied on her own cultivation, so as soon as she got close to the formation, she noticed something was wrong, and then used her spiritual power to gently With one sweep, the formation was easily broken.

The whole process was more standard than what the senior sister practiced when she gave her a small stove class!

Zhao Qing immediately wrote in the team channel: "Sisters, I have a village here!"

Fang Xianyu also quickly updated the mission.

[New sect station]: [It turns out that someone has arrived in the beautiful valley first. Why is this strange little village here? And why it was covered up by the concealment formation, you decided to investigate. (Can be shared, maximum number of people sharing: no limit) (Reward: 2000Exp, 100 sect contribution points)]

Soon, all the players discovered the change in the mission content, and everyone rushed towards the mission point marked by Zhao Qing on the map.

Compared with Taiping Town, which players have been exposed to many times, this nameless village is really strange: although the scenery is beautiful and the houses are simple, the villagers inside look frightened. The first few villagers who saw Zhao Qing even The moment he saw her, he knelt down and said something incoherently.

After Zhao Qing carefully examined her for a while, she realized that these villagers seemed to regard her as some kind of deity. They felt that she came to the village to ask for tributes because they were not satisfied with the recent tributes offered by the village.

Zhao Qing wanted to inquire about the details, but the villagers were so frightened that they peed their pants. One even fainted from fright. Apparently, they couldn't find out what was going on.

"What's going on?"

Wang Ergou and Ling Ran were the first to rush over almost at the same time, feeling a little baffled by the scene in front of them.

"I don't know either," Zhao Qing spread her hands: "They seemed to have mistakenly thought that we were here to ask for tribute, but they just don't know why they were so scared."

Seeing two more "gods" coming to Zhao Qing, the villagers who had been begging for mercy rolled their eyes in fear and fell to the ground.

Wang Ergou felt even more puzzled. He scratched his head and couldn't help saying, "No, are we that scary? My face is not ugly!"

The player who arrived later and didn't speak but witnessed the whole process suggested, "Why don't we go in and ask someone about the situation..."

Wang Ergou nodded, "Okay, then you all wait here and let the big team come to gather. I'll go in and find the NPC to see if I can ask anything. If I'm killed instantly, you guys should withdraw first and wait for my arrangement!"

After speaking, he walked into the village.

The houses and courtyards in the village were all closed, and the villagers who were still vaguely walking on the road ran into the nearest house in a panic.

Wang Ergou couldn't help but frowned - this situation was too weird.

He had not walked far when he saw an old man with a gray beard led by a little girl, hurrying towards him, shouting as he walked: "God, slow down! God, slow down! I am sorry for not welcoming you from far away! I hope the gods will forgive me!"

Wang Ergou stopped cautiously - although the old man's beard was white instead of yellow, he was an old man after all, and he instantly recalled the otherworldly immortal version of Gandalf's separation of husbands that he had witnessed with his own eyes.

He only heard him ask cautiously: "You call me a god? Do you recognize me?"