Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

The Fourth Natural Disaster Section 114

This chapter explains the efforts and results of the little guys~ It is also about updating the weapons of the players~~ The number of words is very long, so I will finish the explanation in one chapter (otherwise the perception may not be very good),

The second update will be posted later~ヾ(??｀.ヾ)

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Volume 73 Columbia: Chapter [-] Let's Go Vilas!

Stopped beside several delivery trucks in the east of the main base of the Black Mountain, a player was waiting.

Several Haisi players passed by him, looking curiously at him.

"What are you doing here, brother?"

"Wait for the event, Vilas refugee camp dispatched labor, what time is it? Why hasn't the car started yet?"

"Departure?"

The deep sea predator with ID "45 Single Pusher" stretches out its self-evolved soft tentacles from under the "cloak", pointing to the sea of people under the opposite mountain.

"I just signed up over there. What kind of car did you send before you finished signing up?"

The player waiting for the car was stunned for a moment, and said what the hell!He rushed over quickly.

"Oh, it doesn't make sense..."

45The single pusher laments,

"Why is this event not open to Haisi players? Is it really because of our scary looks?"

"That's it! This is blatant dissent"

"What the fuck is this scary thing!!!!"

The Shell Sea Runner player who emerged from his side was pulled down the hillside by his light-speed condensed tentacles. He came back to his senses, horrified, and said: Sun! ! !

Other Haisi players are not surprised,

Although it is said that he has become proficient in his own "game character", it is still scary to show up inadvertently like this.

The principle is the same as a group of beautiful girls getting out of the bed and the horror game "jumping picture". It's not that the thing itself is not scary, but that the "form" it appears is scary enough.

"Have you heard? Those refugee NPCs were scared the first time they saw us... The second time the bishop replaced them with a beautiful girl with animal ears like Sandstorm."

"I heard it, I heard it... oh..."

The Church of the Deep Sea matches the theme of Haizi,

The theme is consistent, and there is this restriction?

Is this reasonable?

This is simply unreasonable! !

"I protest! This is unreasonable!!"

The Sakota player D1 who didn't make it to the team raised his head and cried out for his grievances.

"Why do you still want to grab the limited event?! You just create a registration system and it's over? Are you really stuck with the details??"

"It's okay, we change it every Monday. The first batch of players let us explore the river and touch the rocks, and the second batch of players played more comfortably."

"Yeah, look, you're still on the sidelines anyway."

The two companions D2 and D6 comforted D1, and pointed to a few small people who were jumping and screaming in despair in front of the crowd.

"These little ones can't squeeze in."

On the first day of the event, the enthusiasm of the players was naturally extremely high.

Regardless of race and occupation, when they learned that the registration method was "physical" and had already started, they put down the task at hand and ran to the registration point to register.

dense crowds of people without order,

Once very disturbing,

For a time, Ivan Heim, who was in charge of the registration, thought of Sami's snow,

So Albino Bear put down his pen, and used the same means as he did to "Sami's Snow" - beat up the team once.

"The NPC is beating someone again!!"

"Don't squeeze your mother, if you squeeze again, you'll get punched from the net!"

"I've had a nosebleed for the bishop, I've had a nosebleed for Lilia, you can't talk to me like that!!"

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!!"

A few huddled little players were planted into the soil by Ivan Heim, and looked at the magic weapon angel D1 outside the pile of people in a daze.

"...Fortunately, I didn't squeeze."

"Sai Weng lost his horse, how can you know that it is not a blessing?"

"Then don't squeeze, let's do something else... bury grass squares or find wild?"

"What kind of grass square jungler?"

D2 and D6 laughed together, and the aura exploded with unbearable ecstasy: "We have already been chosen~~!!"

The flashing D1 person is stupid, the halo is dim,

A sad voice echoed in my heart:

Friends are no longer friends! !

The 50 players were quickly assembled, and they were lively and lively. They didn't want to be volunteers who were about to be sent to work, but rather like a group of elementary school students who were about to participate in a summer camp.

Players who didn't register, or who didn't meet the level requirements could only stand by, envious and hated.

Especially after seeing that the players participating in the event were asked to remove their armor and put on tactical protective vests and blue armbands of the same model and color, they were even more annoyed that Spiderman was riding Machima on the spot—Mara Bibi.

"It's not fair! Why are you still giving away the equipment for nothing!"

"The good summer work is not complete, why don't you send me a water gun biubiuiu!"

"Plan to cut a knife! You play pills!"

"There is no need for Dulin for racial restrictions, and the level limit starts at 25. Small people have no future!"

Not only don't I want Du Lin, I don't want Haisi Wendigo,

Zhang Zhiqing glanced at the lemon essences piled up beside him,

The protective vest is produced by Dayan. It is cheap, durable and anti-friction. The wholesale is free of shipping. I added a few cheaper so-called "tactical miscellaneous bags". As for the monkey rush?

The unified attire is highly recognizable. If you wear a piece of waste soil plate armor, wouldn't you be a bandit?

The voices of the lemon spirits were loud, but in fact the majority of them lined up. Most of the old players in the server got on the bus.

The 50 players dispatched by China under the name of "Black Mountain Company's non-profit organization activities" are "volunteers" and have no salary or bonus. Unless they die, the Colombian government will give a small amount of compensation.

As a "boss", I can't make money.

So of course the player has to behave well in the refugee camp, and wait for the factory to deal with it, and then he has to find workers from there.

what? ?

Wutest Mengxin wants to join the dungeon when he first arrives?

First go to level up and fight the source stone worms! !Don't say you're in Terra if you don't reach 25!

"Are you clear about what I told you?"

Zhang Zhiqing patted Lilia, the little nun with a backpack and shawl, dressed in outdoor clothes for traveling.

"It's all clear~~My lord, don't worry, I guarantee your satisfaction~"

"It's almost fine, girl~"

Touching his little head, Zhang Zhiqing watched as the Agor girl dragged the big suitcase onto the truck.

"Hey, look over there."

Sharp-eyed players pointed out several vehicles that entered the "main city" from another direction,

"What is that? For the next batch of people?"

"It doesn't look like it. What kind of mechanical device does it seem to be installed on?"

"Hiding the plot? Will there be an armed escort in the future? Transporting confidential intelligence international prisoners?"

Lilia, who was sitting next to them, hesitated to speak,

Listening to the wild guesses of the players one by one,

The little nun who knew the truth held her two calves wrapped in cotton socks, covered her mouth and snickered,

The team started slowly, rolling up the smoke and dust of the winners, making the "lemon spirits" "lose and eat dirt".

At that time, there were two people standing on the hillside in the distance.

"Lorshaw H122 delivery truck, EQ278 160-horsepower source stone engine, 12r18 widened off-road tires, all-metal welded closed cockpit structure, often used by Colombian private security companies and Colombian federal guards."

"Wow! As expected of a master, you know so much!"

In order to supervise the deployment of the refugees, Jeston, who was standing on the barren slope, pretended to be modest,

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just some experience and small principles."

"Master is right!"

The young Caprini's eyes gleamed,

ah!It is indeed the strongest NPC in the whole server, even after installing 13, the attitude is so righteous, humble and powerful.

But there is still a small question...

Why have you suddenly stopped teaching new things in the past few days?

Damn it, how did this kid learn so fast! ?

Jeston put his hands behind his back, his face was as steady as an old dog, and his heart panicked like a dog.

In just a few days, I have learned all the Originium skills I know...!This is not scientific at all!

I have been studying it myself for years!

Drone piloting, magic equipment control, wireless remote control of origin stone explosives, basic origin stone technology theory... no, I didn't teach him modern theory!He was the one who learned modern spells after learning the previous ones!

He even learned what I created myself! !

What's the origin of this kid?

Caprini... right-spin angle... Could it be that he is...!

Looking back vigilantly, there are thin nostrils in the thick.

Rough and fine: ?

Jeston: (turns back)

No, not at all.

How could the descendants of the Witch King have such a name?Thin in the rough?The name is too weird!

Is it because I am too useless or is he too capable, bastard! !

Looking closely at the teacher with a sad face,

Surprised, understood,

Ah!