Gamers Are Fierce

The sky is getting late, the setting sun is slanting, and the mountains are like a giant sleeping beast, shrouded in sunlight.

　　The rugged path between the mountains and the forest may be the reason for the rain that had just fallen in the morning. The dirt road is quite muddy with puddles.

　　 There was a sound of horseshoes, the wheels ran over the stagnant water, and a spacious and luxurious carriage drove on the mountain path. On the long wooden table in the carriage, there were various books and a thick stack of newspapers.

　　" The Feima Kingdom introduced tulip bulbs, and the price skyrocketed;

　　Donglane started its colonial business, and the stock price rose to forty times the issue price. Investors have great confidence in the company;

　　The new prime minister formed a cabinet and hired a lady goblin with a master’s degree as the prime minister’s secretary;"

　　 Li Ang quickly flipped through the contents of the newspaper. Newspapers in this world have poor paper quality, illegible handwriting, and poor printing quality. The typesetting inside is also very problematic.

　　The big pages are all sensational and bizarre headlines,

　　What? "An eighty-year-old woman living alone was dragged away from her home in a captive cage"

　　 "The Viscount Walpole and the man cuddled in the theater, and the Viscount smiled lightly by the side"

　　 "A man in Norfolk County became pregnant after using hair dye."

　　 is actually some serious official news, occupying only a few small pages, stuffed in the corners of the newspaper like tofu.

　　 In the gap between the two newspapers, there are also some hand-painted underwear advertisements with models (this part of the content is the highest quality newspaper)

　　 The 80-year-old lady mentioned above was kept in captivity, but it was actually an 80-year-old tortoise-shaped beast accepted by the animal protection organization of the Principality.

　　 The unknown man embraced by the Viscountess Walpole is actually her own two-year-old child.

　　 The man who used the hair dye was not pregnant. He only ate a certain plant fruit and caused bloating and did not **** for a week.

　　 I have to say, even if this magically modified fairy tale world has been occupied by the wind of PC,

　　 But the newspaper industry is still the same as the modern British tabloids in the real world.

　　 likes to spy on scandals, easy to use nonsense titles, and the content is random. It is far more innocent than the UC body that "I don't see it, I regret it" and "sensational photos of all mankind".

　　 In the carriage, not only Li Ang was reading the newspaper, but others were also reading related books.

　　 The real-world player forum has reached a consensus long ago, dividing the script world into two types.

　　 One is airtight, that is, players are placed in a closed and isolated space, and they cannot go out to explore at will, such as the Japanese campus script that Li Ang experienced before.

　　 is open, players can freely explore in the world of scripts, such as the current fairy tale world.

　　 Closed scripts tend to have a shorter process and less information that players can obtain. It’s a bit like an escape room,

　　 The open script process is longer, and players have more diversified customs clearance methods, and they can even explore freely within the time limit of the mission.

　　 The most important resource of the script world is not the clearance rewards, not the corpse of the script mission boss, but the extraordinary power system and knowledge system contained in this world.

　　 These things are completely priceless.

　　 Driven by interests, several other players looked at the information with a very positive attitude. Julia still asked the woodcutter Frederick one after another about the extraordinary power he possessed in the horse kingdom.

Frederick’s answer is not satisfactory. According to him, all kingdoms, including the Horse-Shooting Kingdom, had only one of the Griffin Knights, Heavy Armored Cavalry, and Wolverine Cavalry more than ten years ago. This kind of regular army, the number of casters is scarce, and the inheritance is obscure and scarce.

　　 Over the years, he has lived in the deep mountains and old forests, and he has almost no idea why the outside world can develop by leaps and bounds.

　　Well, this troubled prince with a big beard and full face...At present, it is really a useless snack.

　　The players sitting in the carriage continued to read books and materials, and suddenly, there was a noise in the mountains and forests ahead.

　　 Everyone instantly raised their heads. Among the noisy sounds, there were cries and shouts, as well as metal collisions and explosions.

　　 There is a small battle ahead.

　　 The coachman hired from the carriage shop shook his whip in a panic, took the reins, stopped the carriage, turned his head and shouted softly: "Master monk, there seems to be someone fighting in front of you, let's turn back!"

"Not urgent."

　　 Li Ang's calm voice came from inside the car. He glanced at his teammates, nodded, pushed the car door and walked down.

　　 The carriage driver was frightened and sweated, "Master monk, what are you?!"

　　 "As an Eastern monk who upholds pacifism, the most unacceptable thing for me is that someone fights and kills in front of my eyes."

　　 Li Ang calmly said: "I'm going to explore the road ahead. You turn the carriage around and stop at about a thousand steps back. We will come back to find you later. If no one is looking for it, you can go back to Hamelin by yourself."

　　 The coachman who didn't know the details of these people was stunned as he watched the group of passengers walking out of the carriage.

　　Aren't these people afraid of death at all?

　　 As the sound of the fighting in front became louder and louder, and several passengers had no intention of leaving at all, the coachman bit his teeth and turned around and left by himself.

　　 The sound of horseshoes drifted away, and Li Ang took out the bronze scythe of the shepherd soul from the void, with his toes a little bit, his body jumped up vigorously, and jumped into the forest.

　　 pedaled continuously on the giant tree trunk, galloping towards the noisy place ahead.

　　~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a clearing where two groups of people are fighting.

　　 There are forty or fifty big men in uniform uniforms, all holding wooden or metal sticks in their hands. They all have the words "Hornburg Paper Company in Antimony Town" on their uniforms.

　　 On the other side are hundreds of strangers,

　　 Their faces are painted with green and yellow oil paint, they are wearing weird clothes (cloth, vines, animal skins, some with two hardwoods draped in front of and behind them), and wooden sticks in their hands.

　　 Most of these fancy dressers are young men and women who are relatively thin, and there are also some middle-aged and elderly people.

　　 Behind the crowd is a group of children holding stones.

　　 The two groups were fighting with each other. The sturdy big guys in the clothes of the paper-making company were obviously superior in size and weapons, but when they really fought, they looked a little restrained and didn't dare to kill them.

　　 can only passively defend against the offensive with wooden sticks in the strange clothing camp, and occasionally will be hit by a group of children who are also wearing strange costumes with a stone remotely on the body, causing bloodshed and retreat.

　　 "Defend our forest!"

　　 "How dare you ignore the scientific conclusions of global warming! Come to cut down trees?!"

　　 "For the sake of environmental protection! You desecrators of the earth and forest, go to death!"

　　 Seeing these strange costumers shouting inexplicable slogans, they are about to completely surround the paper-making company employees, and a ghostly figure jumps out of the forest.