Online Game Gunfire Soul

In short, the quest "Coffin of the Gods" seems to be stuck for a while now.

However, Andre and the golden frame didn't want Chang Feng to just sit idle. They also provided Chang Feng with some information, such as discovering the design of the Coffin of the Gods and handing it over to the NPC of the Sukarie Alliance.

With their addresses and the names of the researchers who were involved in imitating the Coffin of the Gods at that time, Chang Feng could go to these NPCs first to collect more information to better develop the Coffin of the Gods task.

But faced with this task that was destined to reach level 30 or above, Chang Feng suddenly lost interest and could only turn his attention to other things first.

Leveling up and refining the skills of other professions in Infinite Legend have been Chang Feng’s main strategy goals in the past few days.

When Shuang Maple's account reaches level 20, it is said that all normal professional skills except for hidden professions have been mastered. As long as the attribute points satisfy those skills, they can be converted into various techniques and used in the Age of Disaster.

This is a very terrifying workload, but Chang Feng can only experience it little by little and test the possibility of bringing each skill into a skill in the Age of Disaster.

Because no player will give these skills to others for no reason, and is there any big club behind Chang Feng that can support a sufficient number of players to analyze these skills? The only one he can rely on is himself, and he can only switch back and forth between two games.

Crazy practice.

Not to mention the undead, the undead guild has been operating at full capacity during this period in order to compete for resources for development. Not to mention helping Chang Feng figure out the skills of contact, Mu Xiayang may need Chang Feng to teach his guild members in turn.

But at least for a long time to come, Chang Feng can rely on these technical advantages to crush most professional players with his operations.

Becoming a strong person has to pay a price, and Chang Feng's ability to surpass others with his genius operations does not rely solely on his own talent.

After holding on to the sink and retching a few times, Chang Feng rubbed his sore eyes and let out a long yawn.

In order to catch up with this workload, he has only slept less than five hours a day. It's okay that the time is short, but his body will inevitably be a little overwhelmed for several days in a row.

After eating for a while, you need to catch up on your sleep.

But when he thought about the seafood feast that Mu Xiayang promised him, Chang Feng became energetic again. He had been craving for the seafood buffet in the city center square for a long time.

The phone vibrated. Chang Feng picked it up and saw a message from Mu Xiayang.

"Come on, we're already here. Just come in soon. I've said hello to the waiter."

"Understood, is it a VIP package?" Chang Feng asked expectantly.

"Nonsense, can I treat you to a bad meal?"

Mu Xiayang put down his phone with a smile: "You guys eat first, he will be here soon."

Sitting in front of him were Tian Yixue and An Xingyu.

Unknowingly, today is the New Year. Mu Xiayang also wanted to take this opportunity to let Chang Feng and the two girls get to know each other formally. At the same time, he also wanted to celebrate a little for Tian Yixue and Chang Feng who could not go home for the New Year. After all, today

Afterwards, he would take An Xingyu back to his home to meet his parents. Tian Yixue's only acquaintance in Xiangcheng was Chang Feng. It would be better if they could get more familiar with each other.

Although An Xingyu didn't like Mu Xiayang's idea, but after her boyfriend's repeated assurances about Chang Feng's character, she could only choose to believe him. She came to eat with him this time to better observe Chang Feng's character.

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Both of them had their own little thoughts. Only Tian Yixue, who was sitting in her seat, was still in a daze.

She has been struggling with a problem for a while.

That was the fact that Mu Xiayang arranged herself and Chang Feng into the same team during the mine defense battle. Not only that, but she was also the leader of the team when they were covering Chang Feng's entry into the city.

Doesn’t this mean that Shuangxue’s account is a player account of the Undead Guild? This completely goes against Mu Xiayang’s original plan of ‘not letting Chang Feng know that Shuangxue is a player of the Undead Guild’...

She had a feeling that Chang Feng seemed to already know the entire relationship between Shuangxue, Tian Yixue and the Undead Guild, but everyone around her was hiding it from her.

Her single-threaded brain is almost always used to think about things in the game, but in real life... except for choosing a career in gaming, almost nothing is her own decision.

Tian Yixue looked up at her boss and then lowered her head, still debating whether to tell Mu Xiayang the questions in her heart.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Tian Yixue raised her head. After seeing the person clearly, her face turned red, just like the red soup hot pot in front of her.

She nodded blankly, and then unconsciously squeezed to the other side when Chang Feng sat next to her.

he came?

He really came and sat next to me...

Tian Yixue turned to look at An Xingyu, completely unaware of when she had slipped away from him and gone to Mu Xiayang.

An Xingyu: Don’t ask, it’s Mu Xiayang who asked.

Her head was a little dizzy. Although she and Chang Feng had not eaten together every time before, there were legitimate reasons for those times. But what about this time? What was the reason this time?

Oh, by the way, the boss is treating you to a treat.

That's okay.

Tian Yixue's overloaded brain calmed down instantly, and the blush on her face gradually dissipated.

Not only Tian Yixue, but Chang Feng also had a numb scalp.

It was obvious that Mu Xiayang only talked about the two elders on his cell phone, but when he arrived at the scene, Chang Feng suddenly discovered that Tian Yixue was also at the scene.

How could this not make him nervous?

Chang Feng firmly and slowly raised his middle finger to Mu Xiayang under the table. Mu Xiayang grinned and raised his hand to reach for the mobile phone on the table.

Chang Feng's pupils shrank and he immediately held down Mu Xiayang's wrist - as a friend of each other for many years, how could he not know what Mu Xiayang wanted to do?

There are photos on Mu Xiayang's cell phone that he broke into the bathroom and took forcibly while she was taking a shower!

This old dog!

"You still keep it?" Chang Feng's lips quivered, and Mu Xiayang could guess what he said even without listening.

"Such a treasure, it is natural to keep it and appreciate it slowly."

Chang Feng felt a sudden chill.

Mu Xiayang stretched out his fingers and gestured. Chang Feng gritted his teeth and nodded in resignation.

As a favor, next time something happens to the Undead Guild, Chang Feng will be on call again.

The two of them retracted their hands in a tacit understanding, as if nothing happened just now.

"Want some soup?"

Tian Yixue's voice rang in his ears, Chang Feng nodded subconsciously and took the soup bowl handed by Tian Yixue.

Then Chang Feng's expression froze again.

It was a bowl of pork rib soup filled with wolfberry.

In other words, it was a bowl of wolfberry with a few drops of soup in it.

It seems that Tian Yixue took a spoon down and took away all the wolfberries in the pot.

"Wolfberry...protects the liver..." Tian Yixue explained in a low voice.

Chang Feng's panda eyes were really eye-catching, so Tian Yixue brought a bowl full of wolfberries.

Silly girl, no one told you that wolfberry can also nourish the kidneys?

Chang Feng nodded with a stiff expression and ate the wolfberry, while Mu Xiayang smiled happily.

Then he stopped laughing.

Because An Xingyu was kicking him secretly.

"Ahem." An Xingyu coughed, seeming to be hinting at something to Mu Xiayang with her eyes.

It's over.

Mu Xiayang wailed in his heart, and his expression gradually turned resentful.

Some people are only 26 years old...