Game of Gods

"The weight-bearing gloves are 800,000, the death-free card is 200,000, the point card is 600,000, and the total is 1.6 million. You have to win at least five MVPs to pay back. There is a long way to go..."

In Simbucks next to the street, Li Zhanjun was babbling about the accounts while drinking coffee.

The Skull Crusher lay at his feet, glowing with blood.

This discordant atmosphere has become more and more common since the arrival of the gods.

"Five MVPs!" Li Zhanjun still had a headache, thought for a while, and suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "Is there anyone willing to go to the arena with me?"

The others were taken aback by him. They looked at themselves, then at Li Zhanjun, and they all got up and left silently, fearing that he would forcibly drag them into the arena.

"Damn, there isn't even a seed." Adhering to the bottom line of being a human being, Li Zhanjun doesn't like to force others into the arena, so he hopes that someone will voluntarily.

It's a pity that people cherish their lives, and those who are willing to go to the arena to fight for their lives are a minority after all, especially when facing a character like Li Zhanjun who is not easy to mess with at first glance, no one is so hard to think about it.

"Hey, what's the matter? Is there a person showing off his power?"

Familiar voices sounded outside, and looking back, it was Zhang Cheng, brother and sister and Mu Anshan who came in.

Li Zhanjun grinned: "Just here? How is Xiaowei, how about Xiaoduan?"

"Divided." Zhang Wei replied indifferently.

"Divided? That's okay. I think that kid is very talkative and doesn't have much future. Let's divide up and find someone better." Li Zhanjun comforted.

"I've already looked for it, it's me." Mu Anshan said.

"Fight!" Li Zhanjun almost spit out a mouthful of hot coffee.

Looking at the three of them, he shook his head: "The world is changing too fast, and I'm not used to it. You can do it, Mu!"

Li Zhanjun raised a thumbs up to Mu Anshan.

"It's not as good as you." Mu Anshan glanced at the Skull Crusher lying on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Legendary weapons? It seems that you have gotten rich recently."

"This is not my best." Li Zhanjun pouted.

Although we all know the benefits of being low-key, the meaning of life is not to be low-key.

Just like Li Qian, Li Zhanjun got something good and wanted the whole world to know-he shook his gloves.

"What is this?" Zhang Wei was curious, she couldn't even understand the meaning of the gloves.

"The weight-bearing gloves..." Li Zhanjun roughly introduced the function of the weight-bearing gloves, picked up the Skull Crusher, played with an axe, and said to Mu Anshan: "Believe it or not, the speed of my ax is now comparable to your fist. "

Mu Anshan's face twitched: "This is really abnormal, don't tell me it has something to do with Yuan Chenfei."

"That's true." Li Zhanjun gave a general account of the past few days.

Hearing what happened to Li Zhanjun, Zhang Cheng heaved a long sigh, and Zhang Wei bowed her head in silence.

In fact, Zhang Wei and Duan Feng's breakup was originally related to this. At the beginning, it was Duan Feng who insisted on being self-reliant earlier. After realizing that this decision was wrong, Zhang Wei saw that Duan Feng was not so pleasing to the eye. Later, there were several disputes and finally chose to break up.

Of course, Mu Anshan's intervention can also be regarded as an inducement.

I won't mention this.

Hearing Li Zhanjun's words at this moment, Mu Anshan shook his head: "I knew this earlier, and I followed you a few days ago."

Zhang Wei glared at him: "Are you regretting delaying important things for me?"

Mu Anshan was not as considerate of his girlfriend as Duan Feng was, and said directly: "It's a little bit."

Zhang Wei's little face drooped.

"Okay, don't make trouble." Zhang Zhang stopped his sister: "Old Li, you called us here, isn't it just to show off?"

"That's not true. I owe that kid so much money, so I have to find a way to pay it back? I'm looking for your help."

"What do you want us to do?"

Li Zhanjun grinned and said: "If you want to get money quickly, you still have to rob houses. Plus, I plan to mess around in the arena... Is there any damn gang? It’s good to get a vote.”

Zhang Cheng Mu Anshan looked at each other.

"Is this appropriate?" Charter hesitated.

"Of course it's suitable." Li Zhanjun clapped his hands together: "This is also called eliminating violence and bringing peace to the people!"

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While Li Zhanjun was still planning how to kill, steal and fight, Xia Ning and Liu Li had brought Han Feiyu back to the main altar of the Mutual Aid Association.

Chang Mao came to pick Xia Ning up in person: "It's been long enough that you're still willing to come back?"

"Are you accusing me of Xingshi?" Xia Ning sat down gracefully, took out the cigarette case from the small bag she carried with her, took out a cigarette and put it to her lips, and the cigarette ignited automatically.

Xia Ning took a sip and looked at Chang Mao, her movements were endlessly graceful and soothing.

"How dare I." Chang Mao complained: "Aren't these two high-level meetings, you are not here."

Xia Ning was slightly startled: "What happened?"

Chang Mao sighed: "Our base in the elf world has been destroyed."

Since the beginning of the third stage, the protected area has been cancelled, and the threat from other worlds has increased significantly. In order to consolidate their interests in other worlds, major organizations have established outposts, built castles, defense lines, and at the same time divided protection areas, which are equivalent to artificially constructed protection areas.

This effect proved to be meaningful.

Not long ago, a large-scale foreign world invasion occurred in the neighboring province. Finally, the foreign world defense line there was built relatively early - it was thanks to Yuan Chenfei who reminded Shi Rongzhi that the defense line was built in advance, so it was barely blocked. attack.

The Mutual Aid Association also received a warning from Yuan Chenfei, so it also built its own base in the elf world in advance, and established a foothold here early.

But not long ago, their base was hit and destroyed.

"Old Li is dead." Chang Mao sighed.

"What did the elves do?" Xia Ning asked.

Heizi shook his head: "No, it's the Ye Xiao Gang."

Xia Ning: "I've never heard of it."

"A new gang...the world produces countless gangs every day." Chang Mao said unhappily, and his mutual aid club was one of them.

"Why?"

"Why else? Grab the land. There are always some people who don't like construction by nature and just want to rob." Heizi said angrily: "They are so many that we can't beat them. But they are not in a good position. After abandoning the base, we will The base is on fire."

"The government doesn't care?" Liu Li asked.

Chang Mao shook his head: "I can't control it. There are chaos everywhere now, and the government is like a fire brigade, but there is fire everywhere, and there is no way to control it. Not long ago, the government issued a policy to demarcate the area. It implemented a policy of sharing management for other worlds."

"Agreement 402." Xia Ning said, she knew this policy.

The so-called 402 agreement is a management method specially issued for the gate of another world. The government brought some foreign worlds under control, some foreign worlds were handed over to local management, and some were set as free zones.

Locally managed alien worlds usually appear on sites with clear owners, such as Xingye Manor.

Unmanaged foreign worlds are generally located in open areas, remote areas, and mixed forces, so they are simply set as free areas, as is the case with the elf world.

The biggest advantage of this rule of thirds is to concentrate the power to grasp the most resources, and the foreign world is therefore divided into administrative regions, autonomous regions and chaotic regions.

The so-called chaotic zone is the free zone.

The Free Zone is such a chaotic place.

Because of this, the Ye Xiao Gang dared to attack the base established by the Mutual Aid Association on a large scale, because the government in this area had already given up.

Just like the Martin Luther King Avenue in the United States, it has become the most chaotic area in the country.

But in China, this is not bad, the government still has control over the whole, and is still doing everything possible to maintain order. The Omega area is completely messed up.

Especially the United States.

The core spirit of the United States is not democracy, but freedom.

Those who shout the supremacy of freedom every day will never understand that complete freedom means complete chaos and disorder.

But now they experience it for themselves.

More than fifty states and states are doing their own thing, the president has long lost the right to speak, racial and religious disputes are in chaos, and blacks and whites are fighting day by day. quite rich.

Due to the teleportation in the high tower area, many people even started to invade China.

But this is just the beginning.

After all, they have just entered the third stage, and most people with normal minds still focus on upgrading. However, in the process of upgrading, all kinds of competitions are common.

The competition for frontier bases is just a typical example.

Frontier bases are not only shelters and protection places for professionals in other worlds, but also often have a lot of resources nearby. As long as you own one piece, it means great prospects for development. The so-called scramble for bases has become mainstream.

This is what happened to the Mutual Aid Association. Chang Mao sent messages to Xia Ning several times, but he was unlucky. The few times he sent messages were when Xia Ning and the others were busy. So it has been dragging on until now.

After listening to Chang Mao's narration at this moment, Xia Ning raised her brows: "Who is the boss of Ye Xiao Gang?"

"Gui Ye, there is a ghost owl nicknamed, thirty-fourth level Shadow Thorn." Heizi replied.

"Understood." Xia Ning looked around: "Where are Lao Guan and Fatty Qian?"

"Old Guan was injured in the last battle, and he is resting in the house. Fatty Qian is with him."

"Not yet?" Liu Li was surprised.

Because of the special physique of professionals, as long as there is medicine, they can recover very quickly. Generally, no matter how serious the injury is, it will heal within a day or so. Otherwise, if you get injured every day while leveling up every day, how can you still fight?

"I have been poisoned by a very strange poison, and I can't get rid of it."

"Third-level poison?"

"What is it called black plague, I don't know the details."

Han Feiyu, who had been listening beside him, immediately said, "Is it the Black Death?"

Heizi cried out, "That's right, it's called the Black Death, you know?"

Han Feiyu nodded: "This is a rare third-level toxin, which can only be produced by alchemists. After being poisoned, the body will fall into weakness for a long time, and it is not fatal, but it is difficult to heal without an antidote. The healing technique of the priest alone is anyway it's useless."

Xia Ning asked: "Can you solve it?"

Han Feiyu smiled, showing his white teeth: "Of course."

Xia Ning got up: "Let's go, go and detoxify Lao Guan, and then teach those bastards of the Ye Xiao gang a lesson."

Chang Mao was overjoyed: "It would be great to be able to detoxify. But let's wait for the battle. There are more than 70 of them, and we are not strong enough."

"More than seventy? Isn't that a lot." Xia Ning smiled: "The Mutual Aid Association should have collected a lot of materials recently, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Chang Mao hadn't reacted yet.

Han Feiyu looked up to the sky and shouted: "My legion is about to open!"