Losing a Two-dimensional empire

"Yes, it's very close, but it just can't reach it."

"This phenomenon is very familiar... Could it be the mirage that people who died in the desert will see when they are extremely hungry and thirsty?"

"Damn it, the degree of restoration of the virtual game, I would call it the strongest!"

"It's over, it's getting dark, the only thing waiting for Brother Lang is death."

Seeing the barrage, Mo Bulang stopped, and said with a sneer: "Sorry, my luck is a little bit bad, and my survival skills are not high enough, so everyone laughs at me."

Having said that, Mo Bulang is still a little unwilling.

In fact, when he ran to the oasis, he felt a strong sense of disobedience.

It was just the last hope of saving his life, and he was unwilling to give up.

In times of desperation, people are more likely to be deceived.

In this way, the survival time of Mo Bulang's first "Whispers of the Devil" is only one day.

"Everyone, I want to use the spirit of repeated defeats and battles to start survival and adventure again. I hope you will support me a lot!"

After death, Mo Bulang restarted the round.

This time, his random place was a dense forest, and it was spring.

When he arrived at this place, Mo Bulang, who had done his homework a long time ago, felt like a fish in water.

Exploration and collection, that is called a sharp and straightforward.

All kinds of tools are made in one go.

It's like turning into a survival master.

Interpretation with the audience is also logical.

On the first day, when night fell, everyone was lying in a tree hole, lighting a bonfire, and eating roasted carrots for dinner, which had the demeanor of a wilderness cook.

The next day, Mo Bulang set off again. He saw a huge boulder. After breaking the stone with an iron pick, he found extremely valuable gold.

It is used to upgrade technology, and the effect is great.

Mo Bulang directly upgraded a level of technology, and prepared a series of important props such as spears and wooden armor in the early stage.

After being fully armed, Mo Bulang became more courageous. He decided to go hunting and get some barbecue to reward himself.

After searching for a while in the wilderness, Mo Bulang suddenly heard the sound of "croaking" frogs.

Following the sound, after Mo Bulang walked over, he saw a fist-sized frog beside the caring pond, and his cheeks were bulging rhythmically.

Frog meat is also a good delicacy.

A flash of light flashed in Mo Bulang's eyes, he held the spear tightly, lowered his body, walked lightly, walked around to the back of the frog, and touched it carefully...

3 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter!

The next moment, Perfect approached behind the frog.

Swish!

Mo Bulang pierced the frog's fragile body with the spear in his hand.

One hit kills, put away the frog meat, Mo Bulang turns around and is about to leave.

"Quack quack..."

At this time, the sound of frogs croaking one after another came from all around.

Mo Bulang felt vigilant and took a few steps back.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a large number of frogs jumping out of the pond.

In a blink of an eye, they surrounded Mo Bulang, staring at Mo Bulang angrily.

"It's just a bunch of frogs, watch me clean them up."

Mo Bulang said proudly that he was about to do it.

As a result, the group of frogs struck first.

They opened their frog mouths, and with their long frog tongues, they rushed away, hitting Mo Bulang's body hard.

The latter only felt a cold touch coming from his body.

"The player is besieged by frogs, and their health drops by 100 points."

Fortified, even a frog is so strong?

Mo Bulang's face changed drastically, how could he dare to use force against this group of frogs aggressively, with almost no extra movements, he turned around and ran wildly.

However, this group of frogs seemed to hate him very much, and they did not let him go easily, but chased and killed Mo Bulang.

Could it be that Lang feels aggrieved, being chased by frogs in the game world feels like it will become black history.

It was not until dusk that Mo Bulang was finally out of danger, and the reason was that the frogs gave up hunting.

"Master Frog, let me go at last." Mobu sighed self-deprecatingly, and said to the barrage audience in the tragic tone of someone who has been there: "Everyone, be careful in the future. When you meet Mr. Frog in the early stage, you must not be provoked." .”

Seeing Mo Bulang's distressed appearance, the barrage audience was extremely happy.

"Haha, isn't Brother Lang alive? If you insist on bullying a weak frog, you've hit an iron plate, right?"

"Brother Lang, you should thank Mr. Frog for not killing him."

"The expression on her face when she was running away was simply a show of beauty.

Brother Lang, do you want to laugh at me to death and inherit my money? "

"Although Brother Lang was chased miserably, I really couldn't stop laughing, it was just a sense of joy."

Seeing that the audience were laughing at him, Mo Bulang was crying.Bastards, a bunch of sympathetic bastards!

........

After adjusting his mood, Mo Bulang plans to collect some more things, so he is ready to find a place to spend the night and enjoy the frog meat he finally got!

"Bang!" When cutting down a big tree and collecting firewood.

Suddenly a thunder exploded in the sky, and Mo Bulang was so frightened that he almost jumped up.