The Great Thief of Online Games

Lu Li's expression was also solemn. He saw everything that ordinary people couldn't see, and he also experienced a dream trip.

With such a task in front of you, the difficulty of the task you receive can be imagined.

What he was most afraid of was that he couldn't hire help for the mission, so Lu Li's plan to enter the outer realm before others would really come to nothing.

"This little deer will go on this mission with you, and you must protect him from harm," Remulos said with deep meaning: "This mission will not test your strength. Remember what I said before, And the world we protect.”

Lu Li felt a thump in his heart again, not relying on strength?

Brother, apart from his strength, he really has nothing. How can he rely on his looks?

An emerald green halo enveloped Lu Li and Xiaolu, and then Lu Li was teleported away.

Opening your eyes, everything you see seems a bit too familiar.

There are many traces of his leveling up, completing quests and fighting on this map. He even owns a towering fortress city here, and you can see the towering shadow of this fortress when you turn around.

Lu Li himself was facing the sea of ​​mist, and he was on the beach.

The rocky cliffs, sandy soil, and lingering sea mist prove that nothing of value can grow on Darkshore. All kinds of kelp, seaweed and rocks cover the beach, and the occasional tree dots the land far away from the coast. The climate here is cold and stormy, with strong winds causing waves. Rainy and foggy times of the year mean that only very clever sailors can navigate these dangerous waters. The shallow waters and beaches were strewn with the wreckage of broken ships abandoned by ordinary sailors.

The only indigenous people here seem to be fish people.

It’s easy to find these slimy, scaly guys by the waterside in the world of Azeroth. They live in crude huts on the shallows and usually fight in groups armed with weapons made of shells. Some of them have also mastered some basic shaman skills. Full of spells. The murlocs believe in Neptulon, the lord of the water element, and there are also their close relatives, the deep-sea murlocs, living in the deep sea.

Could it be that his mission is to kill these fishmen?

That's too simple. Although these fishmen are known as newcomer killers, Lu Li is now level 60. He can kill them one by one. If he uses a group attack, he can almost wipe them all out.

"Here, here," the deer began to speak.

Lu Li was not surprised that she was still a lolita. The person following Remulos was not an ordinary deer. She might be Remulos's daughter.

Remulos and his father, including his grandfather, are not picky guys. Their blood relatives span all races.

Lu Li walked over and didn't see anything.

"Here, here," the fawn seemed to be very young and had limited language skills. She could only tap her little hooves anxiously.

Lu Li looked carefully at the place where she kicked, trying very hard to see anything special.

"Oh, oh," Xiaolu seemed to be very angry that Lu Li was so stupid. He grabbed the hem of Lu Li's clothes with his mouth and pulled him to a puddle.

"Then what?" Lu Li was confused. He felt more and more that this task was becoming more difficult.

The little hoof dipped into the water, and a small fish jumped out of the water. Then the little deer screamed and jumped around, looking very happy.

"You want to eat fish?" Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief, but he was pretty sure he saw the contemptuous look in Xiaolu's eyes.

There was no way to go on like this. Several groups of murlocs had already come to look for trouble. They had no idea how big the gap was between themselves and Lu Li, and they came one after another to die.

Even if Lu Li stood here and didn't move, it was impossible for these fishmen to kill him.

But he couldn't ignore these murlocs. These low-end creatures that flooded the entire Azeroth obviously couldn't see that the fawn was raised by the guardian of the jungle. If the fawn was hurt, Lu Li was not sure whether Remulos would go berserk.

Moreover, there are BOSSs in this area, and there are two of them - Mokdeep and the cruel Flagmok.

They haunt this coastline and belong to the gray mist murlocs. They are the old settlement of the night elves on the Dark Coast. However, they are quite a troublesome settlement. These two murlocs are both in appearance and demeanor. They are as indistinguishable as blood brothers. In fact, the two of them caused more troubles on the Black Coast than those annoying Nagas and Satyrs combined. Anyone who has seen them leading their brothers to hunt plesiosaurs will understand. I was deeply shocked by that wonderful scene.

The troubles they have caused in the past month include the sinking of two merchant ships and the death of a sentry.

The Black Coast Fortress of Sword of Judgment has sent troops to encircle and destroy them twice. Unfortunately, they are refreshed and don't drop any good things, so they are very annoying.

Lu Li quickly caught the small fish. He hesitated, stuffed it into the deer's mouth, and then showed a fatherly smile.

The deer was stunned for a moment, then held the small fish in his mouth, ran to the seaside with four legs, and spat the small fish still jumping in his mouth into the sea water. The small fish swung its tail and swam away quickly.

So, the deer made a cheerful cry again.

Don't want to eat?

Release?

Lu Li was not an idiot, and he quickly understood what this task required of him.

But this is too ridiculous. The captain of the Sword of Judgment Club, who is responsible for the life and death of more than 100,000 people (?), actually asked him to release Xiaoyu.

The morning sun breaks through the sea and covers the earth. There is sunshine on the Black Coast, but the sunshine is not as long.

The sunshine on the beach is very fierce, shining on the rocks on the coast, and these puddles also evaporate.

Lu Li picked up the small fish from the puddle and threw it into the sea.

One, two...

Some puddles have none, and some puddles have many. They follow the tide when the tide rises at night, but they forget to go home when the tide recedes.

This was a wonderful process, which seemed ridiculous at first. Later, as more and more fish were rescued, Lu Li felt calmer and calmer as he felt the fish jumping in his palm.

He no longer had any intention of feeling embarrassed, even if someone saw him, it didn't matter.

Rank and status make no difference in the face of life.

There is no difference between race and interests in the face of life.

Life is life, it is as simple as a small fish jumping, it is the feeling when the morning sun breaks through the clouds.

Also, in the face of the helplessness when life is passing away, many small puddles have been evaporated and the fish in them are struggling to die.

A little fishman walked out of the dilapidated tent, picked up the small fish in the puddle and stuffed it into his mouth, showing an intoxicating smile. Natural selection is not right or wrong in itself.

Lu Li somewhat understood the significance of Remulos' mission.

He asked Lu Li to cherish life, told Lu Li about the equality and simplicity of life, and also made Lu Li understand how insignificant he is and that there are many things he can't do anything about.