Doomsday: Only I Can Control the Dice

"One, two, three....eight, nine, ten."

Chen Mu bent down.

He picked up the lamb eggs one by one.

"Well, luckily, there are ten lamb eggs on the first day."

"When it's all gathered together, it will be hatched together with a drop of blood to recognize the master."

"Now that the pasture has not been built, early hatching is equivalent to starving the lambs."

Chen Mu was in a good mood holding the lamb egg.

This thing is something that can easily cost a few hundred gold coins on the World Trading Channel.

The kung fu of his bending over.

Just a few thousand gold coins.

All the goat eggs were put into the backpack, and Chen Mu picked up the comatose ewe again. These three living creatures had to get some food for them.

【Name: Chen Mu】

[Items on the shelf: 8 sheets of paper]

[Transaction requirements: 1kg of grass]

draw paper.

He only mentioned it.

This stuff is very precious.

Players who don't have toilet paper, imagine how to deal with the back of the shit.

therefore.

A breath of effort.

Paper is drawn in seconds.

[System prompt: You have obtained 1kg of green grass. 】

With a lot of green grass.

When the three ewes woke up, they automatically surrounded Chen Mu.

A large amount of grass was bitten in his mouth, crunching and chewing.

"Ok, this way, nearly one-third of the lambs are gathered."

"It's time to earn coins"

Chen Mu snapped his fingers.

The life-and-death-like eruption of his left hand engulfed him with endless rays of light and ascended into the life-and-death platform above the void.

[System prompt: You have drawn the player Park Zeyuan (South Korea)]

A flamboyant sissy stood in front of him.

She had makeup on her face and lipstick on her mouth.

Chen Mu frowned.

"This guy can also kill other players and be wanted?"

To know.

The Doomsday board will set the dangerous grid according to the player's current strength.

Just like the Saber-toothed Tiger Colosseum that Chen Mu encountered at the beginning.

There is a 9/10 chance of gg, but there is still a 1/10 chance of being counter-killed by Chen Mu.

In other words.

This Goryeo stick with Goryeo makeup has reached one tenth of the strength of the Purple Proving Ground.

"You are a big man, why do you wear makeup?"

Recognize;, quasi-shuishou, ::fa, :!'Steal!";Books sell for money and die"? Mom "Why do you shave your legs?"

"Why do you want to increase your height by wearing it?"

"Waste gold coins on these useless things, you deserve to be hacked to death by me."

Holding the Su Nan long sword, Chen Mu charged towards Pu Zeyuan.

He was very disgusted with this kind of male and female style before.

Man, be sunny!

You can be thin, but you can't pretend to be weak!

A sword.

The sword light was brilliant, with the thought of going all out to kill.

Pfft!

Pu Zeyuan didn't say a word, widened his eyes and fell down in pain while clutching his neck.

The finely maintained coat on his body was used by Chen Mu to wipe the blood on the sword.

The well-kept makeup was also stained with blood.

"He's actually a poor guy. Seeing that he spent so much gold coins on these fancy things, I thought he was rich."

Chen Mu searched for a long time.

Only then did he find a piece of blue equipment, which was his belt.

Several other green whiteboards.

[System prompt: You killed the player Pu Zeyuan (South Korea)]

[System prompt: You have obtained 1000 gold coins, killing other players continuously in the wanted state, and the wanted time is extended]

[System prompt: The current wanted time is one month]

Chen Mu's name became more red.

But he didn't intend to come back in vain.

In the future, he will definitely deal with an alien player every day.

This red name may be with him for a lifetime.

Chapter 35 Invitation from world players, pink scrolls appear

The wanted status will be marked by the personal red name of the chat group.

In other words.

The more red a person's name is, the more alien players he kills.

basically.

Few of the players bubbling up in the world chat channel are not red.

"A blue fine-grade belt, and then another thousand gold coins."

How can you not feel happy when you can have such a harvest every day?

After Chen Mu packed up the exploding supplies, he silently waited for the platform of life and death to disappear.

There are many new sellers in the World Trade Channel.

Since yesterday, a large number of new players have encountered black market traders every day.

This means that the Doomsday chessboard will usher in the popularization of equipment.

At least.

For those who have no worries about food and drink, one or several pieces of equipment will become the norm.

With equipment, players will have stronger combat effectiveness when encountering aliens.

game.

It's getting more and more cruel.

The light flashed.

The body that wrapped Chen Mu and the little nine-tailed fox was teleported into the void.

He was back on the Doomsday chessboard.

There three ewes are wandering aimlessly.

　There is only a hard chessboard on the ground, no grass to eat.

Chen Mu didn't know what they were doing either.

But this did not prevent him from taking a holographic projection and uploading it to the group.

"Sheep! Sheep alive!"

"Dad! Mom! Your son is very promising, and his son actually saw a live sheep!"

"The boss is bubbling every day, and it really is a simple and unpretentious life!"

"Are you blind? Where is this sheep? I only saw the fragrant hot pot!"

"I heard that the mutton soup is the most delicious. When Mr. Chen eats mutton in the future, can you give me the mutton soup for the shabu-shabu?"

"Upstairs, scheming bitch, mutton soup is a precious water resource, and it has the essence and taste of mutton in it. How could it be given to you?"

"Agreed, I actually want to prostitute Mr. Chen's mutton soup for free, I suggest dragging it out to feed the saber-toothed tiger!"

"I agree too! Drag it out to feed the saber-toothed tiger!"

You look at me and say a word in the group, the atmosphere is very strong.