Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

The already desperate Yunzhong Mu Enemy no longer cared about anything. The fighting power that exploded was nothing short of extraordinary. Several players who came over to kill him were actually repelled by him. But Lan Yi and Mang Mang Mang Mang were also experienced and extremely cunning masters. Seeing how unrestrained this guy was in killing, they stopped asking people to surround him and just sent some archers to hunt him.

Of course, a large proportion of the archers are immortals among the flowers. Needless to say, the wretchedness of this group of people. It is easy to say that Yunzhong Mu En is also one of the famous guild leaders of Yunduan City, but in the end he ended up like this. What's even more irritating is that these wretched guys looked very bored, boring, and reluctant when attacking Yunzhong Mu's enemies, which really made Yunzhong Mu's enemies not get any respect until they died.

The warrior was kited by more than a dozen archers, and the outcome was of course no suspense. Yunzhong Mu En finally collapsed in pain. Before he died, he hoped that Qianli Yizui could give him some pleasure. As a result, Gu Fei was limited to a PK value of twenty-nine points and looked at him expressionlessly as he was filled with blood. The arrow with the obscene aura was knocked over.

Of course, Yunzhong Mu En also has a PK value. He instantly dropped the level and followed the footsteps of the black index finger on the tragic path of falling below the forty mark. But what's even worse is the situation of his guild.

The behavior of withdrawing from a membership is like an infectious disease. Once one person starts it, it will spread to others immediately. Some of them followed Yunzhong Mu Enemy on missions and were threatened by being downgraded, and some of them didn't come at all, only to see people quitting the guild. It was so heart-pounding.

The names of these withdrawals are familiar to many people in the guild. Many of them are the elite backbone of the Muyun Guild. The impact of their withdrawal is really great. But why are they suddenly quitting the guild? But no information has been received yet, and when everyone was still doubtful, they suddenly discovered that the president's level had suddenly dropped...

So everyone understood that their guild had once again suffered a catastrophic blow. So many guild elites could not survive this time and chose to quit. It was time for them to make plans for themselves.

So quitting the guild became fashionable and popular among Muyun. Among acquaintances, there will be a private message: "Are you quitting?"

The answer is usually "What about you?"

So in a small circle, as long as one person says "I quit." Then many people will say "I'll quit too."

The system continued to beep. Within half an hour, there were only 741 people left in the 1,050-strong Muyun Guild, and 309 people had chosen to leave. The withdrawal turmoil has not stopped yet. Many people who have gone to the dungeon can at least still receive their orders. System messages related to the meeting. They saw the wave but had no idea what was happening. The Muyun players in the dungeon were also in a gloomy mood.

Gu Fei, Young Master Han, and others did not know about this situation yet, but Sword of the Oathless, Against the Current, and others grasped the situation immediately through insider information.

Reflection Nianhua was a little dazed. He didn't expect Qianli Yizui and their ambush to have such a big impact. He thought that the enemy in the cloud would just jump to his feet and yell "Fell into the trap again" again. However, according to reports from informants, the Muyun Guild channel was completely quiet at this time, and Yunzhong Mudi did not come out to engage in public relations at this critical moment. He seemed tired.

"Muyun is doomed." Reflection Nianhua concluded.

"It's not far off to drink and sing together." The sword without an oath smiled. Reflection of Time led people back to the resurrection point. There were so many players with PK values, so the chance of getting the wrong task was far greater than getting the right one. Reflection of Time brought about a hundred people there. Each person has one mission, and when he comes back, he finds that only 13 of them have been given the right...

"This method is too inefficient." The Oathless Sword shook his head, and even his subordinates were tasked with taking tasks from him.

"It's not that great, but they are all huddled at the resurrection point. There is no other way." Reflection Nianhua said.

"Qiu Dang Ge has been severely weakened. I don't think we need to rush. Keep attacking them and we will eventually kill them." The Oathless Sword's head was sober at this time.

Reflection Nianhua is a bit reluctant to give up the hard-won advantage at this time. But I have to admit that there is little chance of destroying the wine and singing at this time. But if we extend the front line and continue this war in the future, can we really successfully eradicate the enemy? To achieve this, it is somewhat difficult to rely solely on Zongheng Sihai's own strength. It is still necessary to gather many friendly guilds and work together, so that there is no room for development of drinking and singing.

Reflection Year expressed his opinion, and Oathless Sword agreed with it. In short, it is a bit difficult to continue to control the current situation. This is basically repeating the old way of Yunzhong Mu En and Black Index Finger in dealing with extremely unfavorable things, turning their own initiative into passive, and eventually being dragged down by themselves. Such a vivid example happened not long ago, and Oathless Sword is quite good at learning from it.

However, the battle did not end so happily at this time. At this time, the struggle between the big guilds has come to an end, but the small and medium-sized guilds involved in this war have not yet decided the winner so quickly. They are still working hard to attack each other. . Guilds that are really forced to fight and are unable to resist will basically take the road of announcing their dissolution. The number of guilds in Yunduan City is decreasing sharply, as if it is undergoing a major purge.

The black index finger almost led people to repeat the tragedy of the Shepherd in the Cloud. Fortunately, Yunzhong Mu En was one step ahead of him. Seeing the enemy in the cloud being beaten like this, the black index finger quickly gave up the idea. He had already compromised in his heart, and the drunken fight with Qianli Yi was really a failed decision. Now that Mu Yun is finished, Yingqi Studio, which organized this operation, has never delivered the help they promised from the beginning to the end. They intercepted and killed Qianli Yi in the Wulong Mountains and used an ambush teleportation scroll to make Qianli Yi drunk and surrender. Snares and so on... These beautiful designs seem to have no impact on the direction of the battle at all...

"Guild President, what should we do?" Many players in the guild were worried after hearing about the outcome of their biggest ally, the Muyun Guild. Quietly, several people from the Black Alliance also left the meeting.

The epidemic of withdrawal has arrived, but at this time, the black index finger is not as desperate as the enemy in the cloud. He thought of his only hope of keeping the guild alive: compromising with Qianli Yizui.

Admit that you are defeated, admit that you are wrong... This is what the black index finger thinks of. It is very humiliating, but there is no other way. The black index finger will feel even more aggrieved that the guild he built and developed has collapsed like this. Both sides are depressed, but after one depression is over, they can give themselves a chance to be comforted. As for the other depression... after the depression is over, there will only be a deeper depression.

The black index finger said what he meant in the guild. There was silence in the guild. No one expressed support, but no one expressed opposition. But a very obvious signal is that the epidemic of withdrawal that had begun to occur suddenly stopped. Obviously, everyone is supportive in their hearts, but speaking out words of support at this time will seem very useless, so if it is useless, let the president do the useless things. Everyone can just enjoy the fruits of being useless...

"Black Index Finger wants to ask us to chat..." After much tossing and turning, Black Index Finger's meaning finally reached Gu Fei.

"Well, either admitting defeat and begging for mercy, or struggling to the death and setting up some kind of trap, there are only two possibilities." Young Master Han said.

"We will decide the place, he will do it himself..." Gu Fei continued.

"He surrendered." Young Master Han concluded.

"But in this situation, it doesn't seem to matter whether he surrenders or not. Anyway, the sword ghosts in the dungeon won't have any problems when they are released from prison." Gu Fei said.

"He doesn't think so. He's afraid that you will continue to cause trouble for them!" Young Master Han said.

"The matter has been resolved. What's left to do?" Gu Fei was very magnanimous, but after finishing his words, he added: "But in the future, we should give priority to them for wanted missions and so on!"

"At least we have to see their sincerity in surrendering!" Young Master Han said.

"What do you think?"

"Do you know how much I spent just to buy the teleportation scroll?" Young Master Han asked.

"..." Gu Fei felt that Black Index Finger might as well die in battle, because he would face strong mental and financial blackmail.

So when Black Index Finger met these two people, he did quickly have the idea of ​​​​death.

Qianli Yizui basically said nothing. The central idea that Young Master Han said from beginning to end was basically two words: "lose money."

"There is nothing else to compensate." Mr. Han seemed aggrieved, "We have to pay for it with money. This is really tragic..."

"About... how much does it cost?" Black Index Finger gritted his teeth. He thought on his knees and knew that this was the time when the lion opened its mouth. And Black Index Finger was not a rich man. He could only collect the money in the end, but he couldn't accept it. Go on, then close down and close down!

"Let's see, this war. We used more than two hundred teleportation scrolls alone. Do you know how much a teleportation scroll costs?"

The black index finger vomited blood, and Gu Fei almost couldn't hold it back. This guy really tells lies without blinking an eye. More than two hundred teleportation scrolls? You didn’t even buy that much, right?

The black index finger made a quick calculation in his mind. The current price of the teleportation scroll is either high or not, more than two hundred. Regardless of whether it is true or not, this is the price offered by the other party. It is considered money. 300,000 gold coins cannot be purchased. There are 1,000 people in our guild, and each person has to pay 300 yuan to share. We can still pay for it, but I don’t know if these guys are willing. More importantly. The Young Master of the Han family is still unfinished, obviously this is not the only one.

"It's unbelievable. There were originally more than a hundred people, but you suddenly forced away more than half of them. They are all experts in the game. What should we do with such a serious brain drain?" Young Master Han asked.

"This...this person..." He faltered with his black index finger.

"Do you think it's the human being who's more valuable, or the teleportation scroll that's more valuable?" Young Master Han asked.

The black index finger said without hesitation: "The scroll is valuable."

"What about the elite masters? Especially the super elites like those lost in our guild." Young Master Han said.

Elite fart, super fart! The black index finger burst into tears. Who doesn't know that you guys are just improvised scraps during the city war? If you were all super elites, you would be a super GM.

"Why doesn't the Black Guild Master say anything?" Young Master Han asked.

He wiped the sweat with his black index finger and said, "That, super elite, how super. I really want to see it."

So Young Master Han sent a message and drifted into the box. Drifting was played by the mercenary group who had mixed up with Black Index Finger. Black Index Finger was completely familiar with it. He was startled when he saw it. Mr. Han said from the side: "Look, he is so super and elite. You guys forced him to quit the industry." Yes, it’s a huge loss!”

The black index finger is about to collapse. The person in front of me is indeed worthy of the title of "Super Elite", but the problem is that this is obviously a special case, and standing here now, it is obvious that this person will be added back soon... How is this account calculated?

Super Elite Drift also said hello to the black index finger, casually reminisced about old times, and sat down as if there was no one else around.

"How many super elites are there with you?" Young Master Han asked Drifting.

"There are about seventy of them." Drift said.

"Then let's count it as seventy!" Young Master Han waved his hand generously.

"Well, I have a good way to convert the value of super elites." Drift said.

"Oh?" Young Master Han raised his eyebrows. The black index finger was suddenly full of expectations. Drifting got along quite well with him when he was in the black mercenary group. It is not too much to say that the two of them are old friends. Is this person ready to help him now?

So Drifting started to talk about his idea: "Let's calculate it based on the value of a piece of equipment! There is no standard for other things like skills, levels, occupations, etc.! It's not easy to do."

"But now no one else can be found." Young Master Han said.

"Then there's nothing we can do. Let's count on my equipment. Those guys must have a lot of equipment better than mine. But there's nothing we can do if we can't find anyone. Let's just suffer a little loss, right?" Drift suggested.

"That's it! There is really no other way. I have to forget about your rubbish equipment. Guild Master Black, you will make a lot of money." Young Master Han said.

The black index finger cried, really cried. This is collusion, this is a conspiracy! The black index finger shouted countless times in his heart. What kind of character is Drifting in the game? Fortunately, these two guys can say without blushing that other people's equipment is better than drifting, and they shamelessly think that using drifting as the base is allowing the black index finger to take advantage. Is there really no justice in this world?

The black index finger is so miserable, but the two guys have already settled the score. Drifting looked at the equipment on his body, shook his head and sighed, as if he was looking at a pile of garbage, and finally announced with regret: "My outfit, if it were replaced on the market, it would only cost about 20,000 gold coins... Oh, it's really shameless. Meet someone!”

"Twenty thousand gold coins, seventy people, that's... 1.4 million, am I right?" Young Master Han said.

"That's right, that's right. Oh, blame me for not living up to expectations. The equipment only costs 20,000 yuan." Drift said.

"You...you are going too far..." The black index finger finally couldn't bear it anymore. Even so, he still didn't dare to add any amount. The black index finger just wanted to point out that the conversion method of these two guys was very problematic. It was very useful. question.

"Oh? Have a problem?" Mr. Han didn't take it seriously. "If you have any problems, let's discuss them later. Let's count on the next item."

"Next...next item?" The black index finger stuttered.

"Yes, next, there is the issue of many guys going to jail. In order to avoid the powerful pursuit of you, the black guild leader, the remaining fifty or so super elites of our guild had to take refuge in the dungeon temporarily. They sacrificed a lot of time. We all know that time is money. In online games, time is not only money, but also level, equipment, and opportunities! Think about it, if these people are not in prison, but are leveling up normally outside, maybe they will be lucky. As soon as it broke out, I picked up a night lightsaber or something, but now, because of being in jail, these countless possible opportunities have been missed. This is really impossible to evaluate in terms of money... but because we really can't find any other replacement We have no choice but to use money. Guild Master Black, how much gold coins do you think these countless losses are worth?" Young Master Han said.

"Say it!" The black index finger was already weak.

"Say? I can't explain it. Time is priceless. It's really hard to measure it with money, let alone game currency." Young Master Han said.

"Perhaps this part of the loss should be compensated in RMB?" Drift interjected.

He stood up after rubbing his black index finger. He wanted to come over and strangle Drifting to death. Fortunately, Mr. Han immediately added: "Isn't this bad? Things in the game should be solved in the game!"

"Guys, don't forget it. Give me the total number!" Black Index Finger was already in despair. There was no way he could afford the more than one million gold coins just now. He continued to listen just because he was curious about what else these shameless guys could figure out.

As expected, Mr. Han will not let anyone disappoint him. Next, he calculated Gu Fei's hard work of chasing people around and cleaning up the PK, as well as the transportation subsidy for the girl who was reborn as Amethyst and was forced to run away because of this incident. Because of this incident, Yun Ye City specially came to help. Zhongmu's favor fee. Oh, I forgot, there are also Lan Yi and others who came from the farther away White Rock City. They are further away, the favor is bigger, and the cost is higher. In addition, it was extremely unnatural to suffer such a blow, and when faced with reconstruction, the construction fees and the like were always paid by the destroyers. After calculating these bits and pieces, Young Master Han wrote down countless bits and pieces on a piece of torn paper. , and then handed it to the black index finger: "I have listed the numbers quite neatly. President Black, please do a vertical addition!"

He actually did some calculations with his black index finger, and finally came to the conclusion: "Four million gold coins, um, that's a lot, right?"

"Maybe there are some things I have overlooked, but I think we should be satisfied with this number. If those guys who came out of prison have any dissatisfaction, it is also my responsibility. I will never let them come back. The Black Guild Master’s trouble.”

"Very good." The black index finger nodded, his face expressionless, and with just a wave of his hand, he tore the torn piece of accounting paper into two halves.

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The monthly ticket has rushed to the first place in the classification list... But familiar students must know that the butterflies will be so fierce at the beginning of every month, and then they will be overtaken again and again, all the way to the end of the crane... Everyone knows that skiing is impossible. On the ski slopes, how does it feel to rush out of the cliff and climb to the edge of the cliff, rippling in the wind? That's it. Are we going to play like this again this month? (!)