The Trial Game of Life

As for hidden missions, Jin Cheng is no stranger as a high-end player who has been in the middle of Yongye City for three years, but he has encountered serial missions for the first time.

"Hidden missions are generally single." Jin Cheng played with the ring and said, "The country of Yueyin, Lancelot, the most popular bard in the whole continent, sounds like an independent and complete world. But I’ve never heard of related content, I’m afraid no one has encountered it before, or someone has done it, but it’s a long time ago.”

Tang Cuo "How to fix it?"

Jin Cheng tilted his head and thought for a while, "I asked Wen Xiaoming to try, if he can't, then go to the black hat. This serial hidden task is hard to come by, harder than winning the lottery, so just leave it here What a pity."

The most important thing is that the reward for the hidden task is very rich, even if there is only one, it may be the best that can not be encountered in ordinary copies, such as Jin Cheng's bow. Although the ring can enter the copy without repairing, but the thing that triggers the mission must be the key item. The key item is not repaired, and the copy may not be easy to fight.

Jin Cheng took the ring and said, "You need to use the revolver first and wait for you to find a suitable weapon before changing it."

Tang Cuo nodded, and suddenly thought of another point, "This time the difficulty of the copy is medium. Did Mr. Crow not come to trouble?"

Jin Cheng also feels strange, but Mr. Raven’s secret is not something that these players can spy on. There is no pattern in whether he appears or not.

The two no longer talked much, Tang Cuo still did not ask Jin Cheng about his reward. Jin Cheng went to contact Wen Xiaoming and he rested in the room.

Although the copy of "Decisive Devil City" passes quickly, it consumes too much. These three or four hours of non-stop hitting down, Tangcuo's hypoglycemia is guilty.

After taking a shower, Tangcuo fell asleep on the bed without drying his hair. This sleep was eight and a half hours.

Eight and a half hours later, East Cross Street was surprisingly quiet. Tang Cuo was a little unaccustomed for a while, and it happened that someone knocked on the door, and Chi Yan came to give him hot and sour powder takeaway.

"Brother said that you should almost wake up, so let me come and call you." Chi Yan finally took off his green dinosaur pajamas and put on a grass-green casual dress. He seemed to have an unusual attachment to green.

"Where is he?"

"central area."

No need to ask Tang Coo carefully, Chi Yan just talked about what happened in the past ten hours after they put them into the copy like a bamboo tube pours beans, "Sister Anning has gone through the prison, their name is called Cheng Ke’s elder brother asked them to continue to go to Area E as originally planned. As soon as Meng Yufei died, they didn’t need to stay here. As a result, Area F became chaotic after they left.”

This situation is not worse than Jin Cheng's expected score, but this time the chaos is greater than the chaos between the old and new players on the East Cross Street.

Chi Yan said, "They beat very hard, and they sent dozens of people to jail in one fell swoop. They were wounded for a long time, and it's not over yet. Compared with them, our little **** babies spit each other."

What happened in this short period of more than ten hours is equivalent to a shocking re-education for the new players on East Cross Street and Chi Yan. Those who were clamoring for revenge on the old players suddenly had no fart, and when they saw it, they wished to make a detour.

After experiencing the lucky turntable, Chi Yan watched the turmoil in the f-zone all the way, and Jin Cheng's popularized a lot of the rules of the Yongye City, and the entire world of faith almost collapsed. But the young man's worries came and went quickly, and he turned his head and took the line with An Ning again.

"Sister Anning said that she can take me to the copy after the e-zone. The first copy is more difficult to beat.

You are really a social ghost.

Tang Cuo looked at the alarm clock and the night that would never change outside. He didn't want to care what time it was now. He wiped his mouth and asked, "What's wrong with the central area?"

Chi Yan shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

Tang Cuo stopped asking, repackaged the sour and spicy powder box, and went out with Chi Yan. Before going out, the little bell at the door suddenly rang.

"Ding."

"You have a courier, please pay attention to check."

express delivery?

Tang Cuo hadn’t responded yet, and Chi Yan was happy. “Express, my brother has burnt something for you. My parents burned this suit for me. I just went to get it this morning. How about it? , Looks good? Look at these shoes on my feet, aj limited edition!"

What Chi Yan did not say is that when he went to get the express today, he saw that pile of things and cried like a fool.

Only then did he really feel that he was dead. He was separated from his parents forever, and he could never imagine what kind of mood his parents were holding when they burned them.

Tang Cuo just remembered that there is such a setting in Yongye City. The delivery point seems to be located in the central area. Calculating the time, he and Chi Yan had been dead for almost seven days.

He didn't speak.

Chi Yan shut his mouth consciously only when he was sad, but Tang Cuo was just thinking about who was paying homage to him. Thinking for a long time, there is no answer.

From East Cross Street to the central area, you need to wear the original area, but this area is now extremely uneven, so Chi Yan proposed to take a detour.

When he was bloody, he was really bloody, and when he should be, he was also true blood.

In the central area, Tangcuo did not rush to find Jin Cheng, and walked slowly to the express delivery point. The express delivery point of Yongye City is a store with a classic style and Chinese decoration style. It is written on a large plaque at the door-Yongye Logistics.

There is also a line of English fonts below, aradiseexress

Entering the store, the layout inside is very earthy.

The forty-square-meter store is like a large warehouse. The shelves are filled with all kinds of things, from all kinds of electronic products to melon and fruit dishes. There is even a row of Maserati, Rolls Royce, A series of luxury sports cars such as Lamborghini. But the most conspicuous thing is the money. Stacks of banknotes and gold ingots piled up on the hill are piled on the shelves. There are no safes and no protective measures, which are eye-catching.

"Do you want to pick it up?" The clerk was an old man in his seventies or eighties, carrying an enamel tea cup and dangling from the counter. His eyes were turbid and white, like ghosts.

Tang Cuo asked, "How to get it?"

The old man "declared the number and deducted a point for the courier fee."

Tang Cuo turned around and wanted to leave. Chi Yan grabbed him, "Brother, where are you going?"

Tang Cuo "I have no parents."

Chi Yan "..."

Tang Cuo "has no brothers or sisters."

Chi Yan "..."

Tang Cuo "There are not many friends."

Chi Yan "..."

Tang Cuo "Maybe it was the enemy who sent me explosive and medicine packages."

Chi Yan, "Brother, don't say that, I will give you this point, OK? I'm out!"

Tang Cuo certainly can't let Chi Yan give him this point, he just properly expressed his dissatisfaction with express charges. In 9102, the courier should be paid by the sender, not the payment.

Everyone is dead and have to pay the courier fee, this broken shop will sooner or later close.

After some frustration, the old man handed Tang Cuo a file bag.

Tang Cuo looked at the thin paper bag, and then at the piles of money and gold ingots on the shelf, and wanted to take his point back. But he didn't do that, and there was a Chi Yan beside him, he couldn't teach bad kids.

Open the file bag, inside is a letter, light pink stationery, a white daisy fell out. There are only two words on the letter-thank you.

Tang Cuo looked at the letter, stunned for a few seconds, and calmly put away.

Chi Yan scratched his head and was very curious, but he didn't lean in and looked at it, and tried to hold back, but he suffocated. Tang Cuo let him hold back, stuffed the letter into his pocket, and walked ahead.

Jin Cheng is in the izakaya in the central area. This shop also sells Lanzhou ramen. The less authentic izakaya sells less authentic Lanzhou ramen, so there is very little business.

When Tang Cuo opened the curtain and walked in, Jin Cheng was making fun of her boss. The proprietress is a beautiful woman with hairpins in her hair and fine lines in the corners of her eyes. She put on makeup, but her hands were very clean, and her nails were neatly trimmed.

Jin Cheng was sitting in front of the bar. The lady-in-law stood to pour wine for him. She didn't know what to say. The lady-in-law gave him a sideways glance. That's when she found out that there was a guest again, and Xiao Yingying greeted, "Student, what do you drink?"

Tang Cuo "I am looking for someone."

Jin Cheng turned around and saw his expressionless face, "Who is irritating you again?"

Tang Cuo did not answer, and sat down in front of the bar, separated from Jin Cheng by two places. Chi Yan scratched his head and did not dare to sit between the two elder brothers. He asked Jin Cheng and sat down next door to Tang Cuo.

The lady boss reminisced, and lifted her chin towards Jin Cheng, making a full of ridicule, "This is the one you said?"

"Isn't it." I don't know what my temper is.

Jin Cheng looked at these two vacant places like heaven and earth and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Cuo was very calm. He had just eaten hot and sour powder, and now he is not very hungry, so he only placed a symbolic tempura and plum wine. Chi Yan screamed that this one wanted to eat and that one wanted to eat, holding the menu so tangled, and finally ordered a Lanzhou ramen.

He wanted to drink, but was rejected by the lady boss.

"Children, don't learn those men who are covered with stinky problems. Your sister invites you to drink plum soup."

Chi Yan is also easy to pass. A cup of sour plum soup makes him forget the wine, holding the glass in a small sip, and wandering his eyes back and forth between Tangcuo and Jin Cheng. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit off, but he couldn't say there was anything wrong.

Jin Cheng looked at them with his chin on his back, "Did you see anything on the road?"

Tang Cuo "?"

"Someone can't hold back anymore." Jin Cheng said lightly, "I am vaguely seeing the shadows of several people in the wave of people I shot in area f."

"Someone came down from the high-end zone?" Tang Cuo asked.

"No, it's equipment."

"You mean, among those who are fighting, someone has a level of equipment that exceeds the standard of zone f?"

"B" Jin Cheng snapped his fingers. Why is Tang Cuo so angry, Jin Cheng still likes to take him because he never needs to talk more.

Jin Cheng is a good teacher, but he always thinks that others have poor comprehension, he has a bad temper and is impatient.

He poured himself a small cup of wine again, and while playing with the peanuts on the plate, he said, "Sometimes, a new face suddenly appeared in Area f, with powerful equipment, and the original situation was completely destroyed. East Cross Street will not move, but if this shuffle is earlier than expected, it will not move."

Tang Cuo didn't understand.

Although Jin Cheng's temper is easy to offend people, his popularity is actually not bad, and the Qiu family did not go everywhere. Today's situation is more like the reason why those people have to deal with Jin Cheng, and even hesitate to upset the area f.

Jin Cheng swept Tang Cuo's frown and smiled, "Remember that song?"

When Chi Yan heard the word "song", he conditioned, "That song of crow and sheep?"

"Hmm." Jin Cheng glanced at the other guests in the izakaya, and continued, "Yongye City has a very special item called the twelve movements. The movement is printed with the sheet music of "Songs of Gods, Lambs, and Crows." It’s just a thin piece of paper that doesn’t have any other effect, but it can—make rules.”

What does it mean to make rules? When Chi Yan's cerebellar melon seeds thought, his eyes widened.

Tang Cuo immediately asked, "Have you?"

Jin Cheng raised a finger, "A total of twelve movements, I have one of them."

No wonder, so many people want to shoot Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo understands everything.

When Jin Cheng was in Zone A, he had his own teammates, and all of them played high-end copies. They were powerful, and those people might have to endure, but Jin Cheng once fell back to Zone F, giving them too many opportunities to start.

Whether it is to contain him with ordinary players in the f zone, or to destroy in the copy, it is a feasible method. In different areas of Yongye City, you can’t set the task together, and the players in the high-level area can go to the low-level area, and the low-level area can’t go to the high-level area without authorization. This ensures that Jin Cheng can’t find them even if he is angry. .

The twelve movements are too attractive. This is something that others can’t get even if they can’t get it.

Tang Cuo suddenly thought of a question "Yong Ye City has existed for so long, don't anyone else get the movement?"

The words fell, not only Chi Yan, but the other guests in the izakaya also had their ears raised. The proprietress seemed to have known for a long time, and continued to fry the tempura slowly.

"Of course, but once the holder of the movement enters the Qing Dynasty procedure or rebirth, the rules established by the movement will be broken. The movement will also reappear in the copy."

No one knows how long Yong Ye City has existed and how many times the twelve movements have appeared. In the records left by the unclear predecessors, some rely on the movement to bring light, some sprinkle the darkness, and others try to subvert the rule of Yongye City.

In Jin Cheng's view, the twelve movements are more like small toys that the gods occasionally drop.

"At present, only three copies are known, one is used, one is in the hands of the black hat, and one is in my hands.

Tang Cuo asked, "Why don't you use it?"

Jin Cheng pushed the dish with peanuts in front of him, "Because the time is not up."

After hearing the words, Tang Cuo looked at the dish. The peanuts are full and full of grains, which are listed on the plate as a smiley face. The most annoying thing is that these peanuts have been peeled off the red skin.