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

The morning sky was clear and the sun was high.

On the wasteland in front of the cave, all the players gathered, and before opening dungeons with the guilds of online games in the past, they were divided into several parts and piled up in piles.

"Hey, there are really a lot of people here this time."

Wearing an obviously worn-out police breastplate, Ma Lu set up an awning, glanced around, and saw Yi Xue Longmen Arm flying near from a distance with Yakumo melon, and was about to run over to say hello, but was pulled back by Shen Lin.

"Let's eat first. I think the dungeon process this time must be very long. The character will be physically exhausted. Don't get hungry halfway through."

The dungeon's castle is huge, at least that's what the person said,

Because there is no "mission timing" or "oil barrel layout", players generally choose to believe the Durin player with the id "Allied Intelligence Officer".

"Associate, I understand that the eldest sister and the three or four new teams don't come, and I also understand that they don't bring heavy equipment such as rocket nests, but why do most of us have to change into this thing?"

Holding the grilled source stone worm steak with dried mushrooms in one hand, and the short steel pipe with a thick iron screw screwed on the front end in the other, Malu muttered while chewing.

"It's the first time I've seen you, what should I do if the regiment is destroyed and the good equipment is lost?"

Lifting his tail, Shen Lin sat down beside the road: "At least this thing is strong enough, and it's more reliable than the iron pieces that Du Lin sells after a few grindings with scrap iron bars..."

The "iron blade knife", which uses metal scrap recovered from the wilderness as materials, and then sharpened with a grinder, is the most commonly used weapon for players to spawn monsters in their daily lives.

Of course, no one took that out and made a copy.

"Malu, where's the flag?"

"Here, hey, look!"

hula-

On a red background, the flag with the pattern of a white wolf is unfurled high.

The wolf flag fluttered, fluttering conspicuously in red, gathered on one side with the arms of the dragon gate as a circle, and the scattered players who gathered together looked over unconsciously.

"Wow, is it very stylish?"

"Dao Dao, do you think it's a duck~?" Yakumogua bumped his elbow, but it was Longmen Arm who spoke.

"They brought such a big flag into the indoor dungeon, can they move it?"

"The flagpole was changed from a spear. The flag is actually not too big, so it shouldn't get in the way."

Yakumo Saber, who lowered his head and loaded the bullet, said flatly.

Because there is no limit on the number of people, and the difficulty setting threshold is not high, almost all the players who got the news and went online are rushing here, and those who can come, all come.

Let the gantry arm responsible for air transportation make a small profit.

A group of deep-sea ship girls with calm faces and joy in their hearts caressed their arms along the floating sea voyager beside them. They looked up and saw Yuri, but they didn't see the "little brother" beside him.

Why doesn't he lead troops?

Do you want to solo?

"Okay, okay! Come to line up! Come to line up!"

A player in front shouted,

"Come and line up after paying! The hole is small, don't squeeze! Take your time one by one!"

The players lined up very consciously, and Longmen Arm was no exception.

Enter the cave, let the accompanying flying sea floaters lower their altitude, wrap their tentacles around themselves and turn them into pendants, so as to reduce the "collision volume" and save the surrounding space.

The depths of the cave were deep and narrow, and the darkness engulfed the team in front of it, getting shorter and shorter, and soon came to the front of the Longmen Arm, he stepped forward, only to feel his eyes itching, and when he regained his sight ?Only then did he realize that he was already in a dark forest shrouded in light mist.

The tall and straight trees cast shadows, covering the sky day and night, and there is a damp smell in the air, the smell of rotting leaves and mushrooms...

"It's so magnificent! Germany's Black Forest!!"

"Forest! After staying in the desert for several months, labor and management finally saw some green!!"

"Do you think this little red mushroom can be eaten?!"

"Wow……"

The yellow and blue pupils blinked,

Longmen Arm was speechless with emotion... The immersion in the unique perception of Terra land made him unable to extricate himself. He breathed in the air in the forest, feeling that the pores all over his body had never been so comfortable and moisturised!

"It's... so delicate, isn't it?"

"........."

but,

Now there seems to be a problem...

Looking at the team of (spring) play (you) players chattering around in the intricate forest, Longmen Arm frowned, lost in thought.

How the hell are we here? ? ?

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playwright:? (??)? (open script)

Playwright: "(? Д ?*)

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ps: The Wolves have known a team of 20 people, and two teams have come, so the Wolves alone has a total of 40 people.

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Volume 240 Columbia Chapter: Chapter [-] IX About the Group Fight

Players enter the "copy" one by one,

But soon, they encountered a very troublesome problem:

"Vice finger!"

"Brother!"

"Many people didn't eat!"

"hungry!"

Deep Forest Ranger: ?

Rough and fine: ?

"(Unanimous voice) Didn't I let you eat early?!"

But the truth is,

Because wanting to play the dungeon is too much, so many players start to run the map as soon as they go online, and forget to eat.

it feels like,

The groom forgot to change his slippers when he went to the banquet. If it is a small matter, it is a small matter, and if it is a big matter, it is very big!

So what is the easiest way to deal with this situation?very simple,

To cook and eat,

"Stop, stop, don't go forward! Come back and eat well!"

Dangdang,

The sound of knocking on the iron pot made all the players look over their heads, and saw that more than 40 members of the Wolves team reunited, gathered around the two pots that had been set up, and added firewood and fire in one go.

Freshly cut radishes, potatoes, dried stone insects, and the sound of cooking came out after a while.

The Jagworth mages, who also had a lot of people who hadn't eaten, stared blankly at the wolves, turned to rough and fine, and raised their fingers.

"Brother, I want that."

"... Brother, no."

"Ahem, but don't worry! Isn't it just a matter of eating? It's a joke!"

Thick and thin waved his hands to signal the crowd to disperse for himself, the spell operation was brewing, he raised his foot and hit the ground, and heard the crackling sound of branches growing and elongating, several fruit trees burst out from the place where the crowd retreated, ripening rapidly visible to the naked eye , fruitful.

"Take it all, you can take it all, you can take it whatever you want."

"Oh!! Thank you, brother!"

The mages and wolves stopped,

In line with the habit of players to join in the fun, the rest of the players also stopped looking back one after another.

And it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, even those who are not very hungry are also hungry.

So I simply joined the team of "cooking rice", with hundreds of people using local materials to cook rice, you eat your origin stone worms, I eat my rusks, you are your cook, I eat my fresh mushrooms, happy and lively The atmosphere reverberates in the misty black forest, which cannot be dissipated for a long time...

However, just when the innocent players still thought it was just an ordinary "game", under the shadow of everything... the yellowed pages of the script have been reopened...

……

A good script takes time to temper,

The stage is written, the scene is woven,

The protagonist can still hear the call of the troupe, and the protagonist will step onto the stage again,

The protagonist escapes from the troupe and returns under the call of the troupe.

The coward escaped from the troupe and has never returned since then...

In the drowsy room, paper and pens were arranged neatly, and the figure passed through countless scrolls and manuscripts, reopening the yellowed script,

"And those characters that don't change should be turned into nourishment for the foreshadowing under the advancement of the plot."

Dresses are decorated in warm colors, and the playwright greets the candlelight, lightly reading the handwriting on the page,

"The two animal trainers blew their whistles, and the hounds flocked... were beaten to death?..."

"?"

"The talented female lead once danced the curtain dance to the cheers of the audience until the shoes were all red, but there was a duck throwing money on the stage - a group of people took the money off the stage and rushed onto the stage in a righteous indignation Catching ducks...??"

He folded the script,

Open,

take a look.

Quickly close it again.

"........."

reopen!Copying speed rewrites the "enemies" encountered in the script.

The camera turns back to the player,

The chaos ended, and the room was in a mess.

The box is snatched, and the countless treasures inside are being queued up by the players, (the spoils are fair) one for each person,

There were duck feathers all over the room where high-end operas would have been staged. Although the ducks still ran away, it was enough to show the intensity of the (group) fight (fight) just now.

Fenghuaxueyue sat on the ground depressed, looking at the thickness of sitting opposite her with Wangjiang in her arms, Caprini followed the girl's white hair with concern, as if she was looking at her own sister.

"Ugh……"

"Yo? What's the matter, Junior Brother Hua?"

"A little depressed."

Using a conjured flower to attract Wang Jiang's attention, thick and thin raised his head and blinked.

"Depression? Why depression?"

"Hey, that duck's hat just now looks quite valuable, and I would have taken it off if I knew it...?"

"...Brother..."

"What's the matter?"