Elf Archer of Life in Another World

After finishing writing the text, Niannian ignored the person in charge's even more sad face and asked another question:

"How much does it cost if I want to send a message that keeps scrolling so that everyone can see it?"

When he heard about the business, the person in charge immediately smiled:

"That charge is based on the number of words and time, 50 gold per word per hour."

"So stupid? Then I'll send you one."

The person in charge took another piece of paper from the information desk and handed it to Nian Nian: "Write down what you want to send first, and then we will calculate the money."

"No rush." ​​Niannian pushed the person in charge's hand away, stood up and stretched, "I'll solve the money problem first."

"Ahem, I have money." Qi Youfeng said. He estimated that Nian Nian would not have much money, and after all, he usually took on some garment-making jobs, so he still earned a lot of money.

"You're not the only one with money here." Nian Nian tilted his head and replied, then asked: "When you rob in the mountains, do you usually have an opening statement?"

After going offline in Sanfei, I drank a bucket of water to calm down my shock. I did a few more push-ups to sweat. After my heartbeat calmed down, I suddenly slapped my forehead:

"Damn, my character is still parked on the street!"

Sanchi Shuishui, who was lucky enough to go online, was disappointed to find that Nian Nian had indeed disappeared.

Fortunately, his clothes and weapons did not disappear at the same time.

Remembering that he had said he wanted to go to Tongtian Tower every year before he went offline, Sanchi Shui immediately ran to the entrance of the Tongtian Tower branch in Bagua City.

Standing at the door of the wooden building, Sanchishui panted and looked at the large chair back at the door, and then at the vast audience outside the door. Just as he was about to enter the building, he heard a clear female voice coming from inside:

"I opened this road, this tree, and this door! If you want to live forever, leave money to buy the road!"

Sanchishui stumbled and fell directly in front of the back of the chair, attracting the attention of Qi Youfeng and Niannian.

Seeing three feet of water, Niannian seemed to suddenly remember something. He dragged the person in charge who wanted to sneak into the corner and kindly let him wipe his sweat first before asking:

“What’s the latest news about me?”

The person in charge checked the information and handed Nian Nian a piece of paper with only a few sentences written on it:

According to internal sources, Elf Niannian once had the experience of going to sea in the continent of Gaia. At the same time, she was powerful and knew the situation at sea well, so she was taken care of by Shi Sui. Shi Sui just tried to get her to participate in this world mission, and

No other intentions.

Nian Nian crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it to the person in charge, raised the short bow in his hand, and shouted to the dozen or so people in Tongtian Tower:

"Hurry up and hand over the money! The message I want to send has a lot of words, so hurry up and pay!"

The dozen or so people looked at Nian Nian in disbelief, as if looking at some crazy person, and then started yelling curses one after another:

"Are you sick if I fuck you?"

"Robbery? It's okay for us to rob you! Get out of here!"

"What kind of person do you really think you are? Isn't it just a bus? And you are nbbling?"

Every year, without any nonsense, he just followed the wind and gave each of these people an arrow, which was neatly pierced on their left shoulders.

These people also immediately threw out their weapon compasses. It seemed that these players were all locals from Mingtang.

The bow string was plucked again every year, and more than a dozen icy blue streams of light met the compasses, and froze them to the ground one by one.

People who were shocked by Nian Nian's hand were dumbfounded and took two steps back in disbelief.

"Do you want money or your life?" Nian Nian added lazily, and gently plucked the bowstring. Looking at these people as if facing a formidable enemy, he grinned.

"You! The worst case scenario is death! Who can you really threaten in the game?"

Someone shouted, and then an arrow was sent to his throat from Nian Nian.

Seeing this man's painful expression as he clutched his neck, the others were agitated, and their eyes grew more frightened as they looked at Nian Nian.

"Tsk, actually, it's not that easy to die, especially in front of me."

Nian Nian seemed too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, so he shot several arrows at different people. Some arrows penetrated the throat, some pierced the palms, and some nailed the little toes.

But no matter where it was shot, no wound was fatal, and the owner of no wound was quiet.

Listening to the cries of ghosts and wolf howls that suddenly filled the Tongtian Tower, some of the dozen or so people finally couldn't hold on any longer and started meditating on the ground, tapping their chests.

"What is this?" Nian Nian asked curiously.

"Since menopause, read the message in ten seconds." It was Qi Youfeng who answered her.

"Tsk, it's such a long reading. If you don't interrupt it, I'd be sorry for his parents!"

Another arrow shot every year, interrupting the man's suicidal behavior and kindly reminding him:

"I'm a long-range person, and my skills are instantaneous. Don't use skills in front of me if the trigger lasts more than one second."

The man held his chest in frustration, probably thinking about how to make the system determine that he had a heart attack so that he could be kicked off the line.

"So, are you going to pay or not?" Niannian asked again impatiently, "If you don't say anything, I'll shoot you into a sieve! You're still the kind of sieve that won't die in a while~"

…

"……pay!"

Someone finally recognized the reality and squeezed out a word through gritted teeth.

If someone takes the lead, the others will lose face and bow their heads to show their submission.

"Go over and collect the money! Remember to pay it all to me!" Nian Nian pulled Sanchi Shui, who had been in a daze, and pushed him in front of him, making eye contact with these victims.

Sanchi Shui looked back pitifully, his eyes watery, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"...Okay, you stay aside." Nian Nian pointed to a corner, and San Chi Shui stood over obediently, squatting on the ground and holding his head in his hands.

Looking back at Qi Youfeng every year, he found that this man was holding two swords with a slight smile on his face. He was carefully observing the people watching outside the Tongtian Tower gate, as if he was on guard against these people taking action.

"I feel like I'm losing my position..." Nian Nian muttered, so he could only step forward and collect the money bags of these dozen people one by one.

Every year when he got a money bag, a compass dripping with water would fly back to the owner's hand, and he would follow his ashen-faced owner out of Tongtian Tower.

Qi Youfeng said "walk slowly" to see off the guests at the door. As a result, these people walked away very quickly and disappeared into the crowd in a few steps.

He piled a dozen money bags collected every year on the ground, motioned to the person in charge who was huddled behind the information desk to come over and count the money, and carefully wrote two messages with a pen and paper before handing them to the person in charge.

The person in charge took it and took a look at it, and asked Nian Nian with gleaming eyes: "Do you really want to post these two messages on a rolling basis for everyone to see?"

"Of course! Look how long this money will keep these news rolling. Give it all to me, you're welcome!" Niannian pointed domineeringly at the pile of money bags on the ground and waved his hand boldly.

Qi Youfeng turned around and saw the evil smile on Nian Nian's face, as well as her strange gaze as she glanced at Sanchi Shui.

This is going to cause chaos in the world...

Qi Youfeng clenched the full moon scimitar in his hand and remembered Zimo's instructions with some sadness.

Master Zimo Dazhai, now it is not a question of whether I can protect her... but a question of whether I can walk out of the Mingtang alive...