This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Through the video of Weak Chicken Man, all the audience in the live broadcast room saw a shocking scene.

In their field of vision, is a castle that has been reduced to ruins, and some decorations rolled down from the ruins are still telling the glory of the past.

Around the castle, hot magma was flowing, and one could feel the palpitating heat just by looking at it.

In the dense forest in the north, thick black fog spread everywhere, sending chills down the spine.

"Hiss~ This scene is amazing! It doesn't look like a game at all!"

"Brother Chicken, tell the truth, are you shooting videos at a film and television center?"

"I don't think it's like a game. The game can be made like this. I drink porridge upside down."

Faced with doubts from netizens, Weak Chicken Man proceeded unhurriedly and began to shoot more representative pictures.

Near the lair of the little ghost, one player is responsible for turning into a slime to seduce the little ghost, while other players carry out sneak attacks to gain experience here.

Players who don't want to farm monsters are collecting bark on the side, preparing to make a bed for Lu Fan to complete the task.

There are also players who don't sit on anything, just sit in a place with a good view, and sit for an hour.

The ugly imps come to life and even have their own biome. These let the audience understand that these are not places in reality at all, but in the game.

"There are living occupations, combat occupations, and sightseeing occupations. This game is a fortress!"

"I want to go in and play more."

"Brother Chicken, don't take pictures of the brat, go find Mr. Lu."

"Where is Master Lu, the most handsome guy in the world?"

Unknowingly, more and more people are paying attention to this game.

Seeing the incomparably realistic picture, they shouted in unison: "Let's open up more places, Operation Dad."

At this time, the real business father, Lu Fan, was walking in the forest holding a box full of magic stones.

All his attributes have reached 17, which is 17 times that of ordinary people.

In this place of hell, he barely counts as cannon fodder, but he still has to be a man with his tail between his legs.

After almost a day of running around, he wiped the dew off his head, walked out of the dense forest, and arrived at his destination, a foggy town.

This town is similar to the fog city in the 19th century, and the buildings are all Victorian.

Although it was the first time here, Lu Fan still felt a sense of intimacy.

The memory passed down by the race demon king revived at this time, and every plant and tree nearby gave him a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

Taking a deep breath, he took out the cloak he had prepared and put it on his body, leaving only his eyes exposed.

On the road, there are not a few people who have similar clothes to him.

After all, hell is becoming more and more uneven now.

Before the former demon king was wiped out by the brave, there was a rare peace in hell.

The former Demon King was a rare enlightened ruler. Under his rule, order rarely appeared in hell. Monsters of different races coexisted peacefully with each other. This was the most peaceful time in hell.

However, with the extermination of the former Demon King, everything is in the past.

Looking at the town that was obviously in decline, although Lu Fan had not experienced that period of time, he still felt a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

Sighing, he threw away the feeling from memory, and walked into a familiar shop.

After the doorbell rang, the boss behind the counter looked up at Lu Fan: "Get out of the tour, take a look at the things you buy, rob and kill them and sell them to the butcher shop."

"Is there a skill scroll?" Lu Fan asked directly.

The old devil took a deep look at Lu Fan, and then put out a thick booklet: "Choose it yourself, clearly marked the price, no discount."

Lu Fan looked at the old devil playfully, but then shook his head.

According to the memory he passed down, the old devil was one of the subordinates of the former devil king, and he was the most loyal one.

The Demon King can be killed, but not forever.

As long as a period of time passes, the Demon King can be resurrected from nothingness and become stronger again.

But he wasn't going to face the former Demon King's subordinates directly, at least not until he was truly powerful.

Looking at the thick booklet, he began to scroll through various skill scrolls.

The skill scroll is an epoch-making invention, and it has the same value as the character attribute panel.

The seventh-generation demon king invented the attribute panel, so that monsters with a little intelligence can see their own attributes.

The ninth generation of demon kings invented the skill scroll, and the scroll maker can seal skills in the scroll through special means.

As long as the scroll is used, the corresponding skill can be obtained.

It's gamified, but also convenient.

After looking at it for a while, he pointed to the selected skills on the booklet and said, "Give me one hundred copies of the appraisal scroll, and then one hundred copies of the logging scroll, one hundred copies of the herbal medicine scroll, and one hundred copies of the scouting scroll..."

Every player has a share, one hundred is just right.

As for him, anyway, if the player learns it, he will get one-tenth of the experience, it doesn't matter if he learns it or not.

Hearing Lu Fan's request, the old devil finally became serious.

He carefully recorded all the content, and then asked: "Are you a hell lord? One hundred subordinates, you are so kind to them, everyone has a share. I have a batch of half-old weapons and armor, bows and arrows and There are arrows, if you want, how about a thousand magic stones?"

"That would be even better."

"Where's the food?"

Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he hadn't fed the players yet.

But the group of slimes can devour monsters by themselves, it doesn't matter if they are given or not.

You have grown up and can cook for yourself.

Therefore, Lu Fan shook his head: "No need. By the way, can you give me a few more books?"

"Yes, where is the delivery address?"

Lu Fan shook his head.

He didn't want others to know that he ruled the ruins of the Demon King City.

"I'm coming by myself, so I need to borrow your flying dragon. I will return it later, and the deposit is five hundred magic stones."

"Careful little guy, it's pretty good. Just forget about the deposit, it will come back by itself."

The old man is fast.

After receiving the money, he quickly prepared all kinds of items, and then piled everything on a huge flying dragon.

Handing the magic rein of the flying dragon to Lu Fan, he explained in a low voice how to control the flying dragon.

Watching Lu Fan leave in the flying dragon, the old devil squinted his eyes and looked at the direction where Lu Fan disappeared, always feeling that the other party was very familiar.

"Am I old? Everyone looks familiar."

With a sigh of emotion, he returned to the shop and began to wait for the next customer.

Feilong was more than ten times faster than Lu Fan himself.

And when the black dragon flew to the abandoned Demon King City, the weak chicken man just returned to the city.

Seeing the black dragon descending from the sky and Lu Fan on the dragon's back, he froze for a moment.

"Look, the devil king is back!"

With this shout, the audience in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.

"This is Brother Lu? He's even more handsome than in the video."

"It's so handsome... I searched thousands of times for a question, 'How many people are more handsome than Brother Lu', and the result was 0."

"The long hair will be kept for you from now on, Brother Lu, when will you marry me?"

And the players in the game were already used to Lu Fan's appearance, and their attention was completely attracted by Feilong at this time.

Flying dragon...could it be the mount system?

Sure enough, a real man should ride a dragon!

Operation father, when will you drive the mounts!