Game of Gods

After understanding the rules of conduct, everyone first went to the village chief's house.

Strictly speaking, the village head is the real special businessman, because most things are bought from him. Of course, other professional elves will also provide some equipment, depending on the situation.

The village head old man was drinking in his yard, squatting on a chair with his bare head, and his trousers were rolled up with mud on his feet. If it weren't for the pair of pointed ears that proved that he was an elf, he would look like A big man from Shandong.

When they met Yuan Chenfei and the others, they didn't talk nonsense.

Put the wine bowl down, take out a disc-shaped thing and press it, and a light screen will be released on it, with various items written on it.

It's just that the focus of everyone's attention is not on this, just pay attention to him.

Shandong Dahan-style elves, coupled with a super-technological prop, no matter how incongruous it looks, it feels as if the Creator made a mistake when creating creatures, and Shandong Dahan, elves and future people were kneaded together. Son.

The old man has a reckless temper. Seeing their staring eyes, he slammed the wine bowl: "Look at it, buy what you want quickly! If you don't buy it, get out!"

Xia Ning was surprised: "Why do you talk like that?"

She was born in a wealthy family and went to high-end places. She was used to words such as "what do the guests need?"

It was Yuan Chenfei who explained: "He is an elf anyway, he has to deal with invading alien races every day, watch us kill their people, and sell us things to strengthen our strength... You have to learn to understand."

Hearing what he said, it really makes sense when you think about it.

"I'm wronged too." Li Zhanjun nodded.

The elf old man began to pat the table: "Get out! I want your sympathy? If you don't buy it, get out, get out!"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "I don't sympathize with you, I'm just analyzing you and feeling your pain by the way. You must know that in human society, this kind of thing is rarely encountered. Therefore, the psychological conditions caused by it must also be rare. In addition, you are an elf, and your culture, physiology and psychology must be different from ours, so I want to find out. Oh, yes, I used to be a psychiatrist. I think there is a problem with your psychological condition, and you may need my enlightenment. "

"Fuck you bastard!" The old elf cursed and threw the wine bowl over.

There is no such thing as a turtle in Elven language, but the translation of the gods is very considerate and easy to understand.

Yuan Chenfei didn't blink, the wine bowl hit him on the face, splashing wine all over his face, he continued to smile: "You really have something wrong, and it's not serious."

The elf old man became more and more angry, swear words emerged endlessly, and the translation of the gods was extremely accurate, basically recreating the curse of the Chinese people in various dialects.

The more fiercely he scolded, the happier Yuan Chenfei became, trying to irritate him in different ways.

Everyone was baffled, thinking that you are not here to buy things, but to find fault.

But out of trust in Yuan Chenfei, and because of the rarity and novelty of this scene, everyone was happy to watch the show.

The elf old man scolded for a long time, and he was also tired, panting: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "I just want to see, what else can you do besides scolding people? After all, the elf scroll doesn't say how to maximize the benefits from you, but I always feel that even if it's a side mission, a commercial transaction , In fact, there are still bargains to be had.”

The old man sneered: "Then you should kneel down and lick me. Flattering me has angered me. I won't even give you a branch line. Do you want additional benefits?"

Yuan Chenfei nodded: "That's right, that is to say, you do have a branch here."

"So what? If you make me angry, I won't post it." The old man said proudly.

Yuan Chenfei disdained: "Come on. If you don't want to publish it, you won't publish it? If you can do things according to your own wishes, it should be to kill us all, not not to give branch lines."

The old man froze for a moment, then slapped the table and shouted: "Fucking fart! The best side quests in Bugui Village are all here. If I don't give you a hint, you won't know what I want! Why do you do it? branch?"

"Oh, so that's the case." Yuan Chenfei nodded: "So, no matter if you remind or not, as long as I know what the branch line is, I can do it directly, and then you have to accept it, is that what you mean? "

The old man was stunned, and a sense of fear filled his heart: "I...I..."

Yuan Chenfei glanced around, and said: "The beams of this house are rotten, and the beams and pillars need to be replaced; the wine in the bowl stinks, so it needs to be replaced with better wine; there are no shoes on the feet, and there are no shoes on the head. There is no hair, so you need shoes and a wig; there is no meat in the pot, and I will bring you a piece of meat when I hunt back..."

The old man was so angry that he patted the table: "Fart, fart! Bullshit! What kind of mission is meat? I am an elf, so I don't eat meat."

Yuan Chenfei continued: "The leopards in the circle should also be fed, and this dilapidated house also needs to be cleaned..."

The old man almost ran away: "Nonsense, what kind of task is feeding the leopard? Even a simple branch line needs to be tossed with heart and brain. I don't need you to clean my house, don't let me collapse it, I don't need a wig ..."

While Yuan Chenfei said, the old man refuted and scolded non-stop.

Yuan Chenfei didn't pay any attention to it, he just said it on his own, just listen to his tone, this content is simply to recreate a life for the old man.

But the old man refused all of them.

Yuan Chenfei was not discouraged, and continued to talk, no matter how the old man Ren scolded until his mouth was dry, he didn't stop.

Until the end, Yuan Chenfei couldn't find anything wrong, so he said: "He refuted a lot just now, but there are a few things he didn't refute, do you all remember?"

Xia Ning smiled coquettishly: "The beams of the house really need to be replaced, and the wine seems to be needed. Although the leopard doesn't need to be fed, it's still an eyesore if left alone. Whether he wants it or not, let's take him out for a walk..."

Yuan Chenfei smiled and said, "That's a good idea."

The old man's face turned pale.

Some missions they are really right, but more is nonsense.

If he was right, he couldn't deny it, even if he wasn't right, he couldn't ignore it—if Xia Ning really wanted to take the leopard out for a walk, his mount would probably be gone.

He also understood that these guys were difficult to deal with, so he hurriedly called: "Is it okay for me to give you this task?"

Yuan Chenfei said slowly, "That's so embarrassing."

"I'm sorry, you ghost!" The old man roared: "Finish these tasks first, and I will give you tasks later!"

Yuan Chenfei then turned his head and said: "Have you all heard that? Say yes first, I got the task, and I will take one-tenth of it later."

"Understood!" Everyone laughed and went out together.

Seeing Yuan Chenfei still not moving, the old man said weakly: "Why don't you leave?"

Yuan Chenfei walked over and sat down on the chair next to the old man: "They are all trivial and boring tasks, which are not interesting. What I want is the best one, the one with the highest value, and the one with the highest return."

The old man snorted: "You think beautiful!"

His soft feelings just now are all fake.

Yuan Chenfei was not in a hurry, he just sat quietly, tapping his fingers on the table, making a thumping sound.

The old man was terrified of being hit by him, but he insisted on holding back, thinking that he would never let you say a word.

After a while, Yuan Chenfei said: "I guess, you must be thinking, never talk to me, don't let me catch your tone again."

The old man snorted and ignored him.

Yuan Chenfei said, "Actually, I didn't mean that."

"Huh?" The old man looked at Yuan Chenfei strangely.

Yuan Chenfei said: "I'm just looking at what you have here, which ones are worth my harvest."

With a light swipe of his finger on the screen, a large number of purchasable resources appeared.

The old man still couldn't hold back, and said, "No matter how good things are, what if you don't have the money to buy them?"

"Can I grab it?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

"I wish you could snatch it." The old man laughed.

"Yes." Yuan Chenfei nodded: "With your old man's strength, if you really want to make a move, I am afraid that none of us here will survive? After all, he is a full-level elf professional, although he is only an alchemist. But don’t covet it.”

"What happened to the alchemist? How dare you look down on the alchemist?"

"How come? I've seen a hundred ways to die." Yuan Chenfei smiled and said, "It's just that the gods restrict you, you can't attack us, so I don't have to be afraid of you. But if we dare to attack you, That’s a different story then.”

"It's good that you know." The old man replied proudly.

"So, are you admitting that you can't take the initiative to attack us?" Yuan Chenfei suddenly changed the subject.

The old man froze, his intuition made him feel bad again.

He stared at Yuan Chenfei closely.

Yuan Chenfei said leisurely: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that when we were chatting just now, you seemed to throw a wine bowl on me, right?"

The old man's face changed instantly.

He finally understood why Yuan Chenfei wanted to provoke him.

After a short pause, the old man said: "I did attack you, but the strength of my attack was very light, and the punishment I received was also very small. I can bear it."

Yuan Chenfei said: "I don't intend to make you suffer any punishment, I just want you to promise me a small condition."

The old elf laughed: "I know your intentions, but you can't do anything. I can afford this little punishment."

"I'm afraid it's not up to you. I choose not to punish you, but let me put forward a condition."

The old elf said angrily: "You have no right to do this!"

"I don't have this power, but he does." Yuan Chenfei pointed out with his chin.

A person walked in from the door.

sixth day.

He actually came back again.

And when he came back this time, he exuded a special aura.

"Privilege!" The old elf jumped up and stared at Chu Liu dumbfounded: "You are actually a level-2 authority!"

Yuan Chenfei asked leisurely: "Now, can I choose?"

The old elf looked at Yuan Chenfei in disbelief: "Since he is a person with authority, he can choose tasks freely from the beginning. Why do you still frame me? What exactly do you want?"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "I want the fifth element!"