Almighty Game Designer

Poor land, two tribal trumpets are practicing.

A spirit magician is rubbing a cold arrow against a prairie lion: "This game is fun! I should have bought the Matrix Gamepad sooner! ”

In the distance, the Orc warrior was waving his battle axe against a land bird: "I would have let you buy it long ago, you had to wait, and if you'd played with me, you'd be full. As a result, I still have to practice the trumpet with you...”

The Sorcerer of the Dead said on the team channel: "In other words, aren't you a full size? Take me to an upgrade! ”

The Orc Warrior shook his head violently: “I'm a fucking priest how can I take you... but then again, it's not easy to bring, too much experience. I'm going to take you through a few copies, get some gear, do a few more difficult copy tasks, and expect to take you through upgrades that's impossible. ”

The Sorcerer of the Dead leaves his mouth open: “This game is so inhuman, it's inconvenient. It would be nice to get a big one and take me straight to level 60. ”

The Warrior of the Orc spoke with a long heart: “This is what you don't understand. World of Warcraft is not a fast-food game, you have to feel it with your heart. You feel bored with the upgrade now, bored with the task, bored with the copy, and these will all become memories in the future. You see, although I've done these tasks over and over, I still miss practicing trumpets. And it's an absolutely fair game, of course, to ask everyone to practice the same level. Wouldn't it be the same as a lot of pit money online swimming if you paid directly for a grade? ”

The Sorcerer of the Dead seems to understand: “Absolutely fair? ”

“Yeah.” The Orc Warrior said, "I told you before, this game is pure time charging mode, the game is absolutely equal, all fights with their own hands to equip them with gold coins and all that stuff. Gold coins, however, can be exchanged for money, but gold coins offer little improvement on your own. ”

“Oh...”

Unaware of his strength, the Sovereign Mage beat two more weirdos and asked: "What? What is this?”

The Orc warrior looked at the system information and his eyes were straight: "Shit!! Yummy Snake Recipe!! ”

The Dead Sorcerer looked at me and said, “Is this good? I don't understand. ”

The Orc Warrior is a real chestbeat, because he changed the distribution mode of the team to free pick up in order to save time. If the team distribution, he can also roll the hand...

“It's more than good. It's just wonderful! This thing throws auction houses at least 500 gold! Almost got another card! ”

The Orc warrior looked at the delicious snake recipe in the system information and the saliva was pouring.

Jealousy separates my plasma walls, jealousy divides me...

Think about your big priest who hasn't saved 1,000 gold coins to buy a thousand gold horses yet. If you had this drawing, it would be 500 gold in the moment...

The big card price of the VR version of World of Warcraft is 200 yuan. If converted into gold coins, the situation of each suit is different. Overall, the older the clothes, the more gold you paint, the cheaper the gold price.

If it's an irrelevant trumpet, the Orc warrior must have made every effort to ignore the fact that he sold himself a delicious snake recipe at a low price. For example, if he bought 50 or 100 gold coins from the trumpet, he wouldn't go to the auction house. If he didn't know the real price of this thing, he would probably sell it.

But this Dead Sorcerer is a friend of the Orc Warrior in reality. If he really cheats this recipe, he turns back to the Dead Sorcerer at the auction to understand the value of this thing. Maybe in reality, he will bring the knife to the door...

So, what's the plan? The Orc Warrior can only keep blood in his heart and silently bless his best friend.

The Dead Sorcerer still asked relentlessly, "Really? What's so good about this drawing? Isn't it just a meal? ”

The Orc Warrior doesn't want to say a word right now, but seeing the Dead Sorcerer ask so sincerely, he still patiently explains the pain of the separation of the walls:

“This delicious snake is primarily a ninja or nobleman who can change its shape and become a human being. Many Orcs, Giants, Minotaurs on this side of the tribe, if they are not satisfied with their appearance, they eat delicious snakes. You know, when you get this recipe, it's basically like getting a money shaking tree, making a couple of delicious snakes on top of the auction house, and it's going to be sold out pretty soon. ”

“The key is that the explosion rate of this thing is low. Many people speculate that the drop rate of this thing may only be about a thousandth. My big priest deliberately brushed it for three hours last time in a barren place and didn't see a single one...”

The Sorcerer of the Dead seemed to understand and say, “Oh. ”

The Orc Warrior continues to explain: "And this thing can be hung up at a neutral auction house, sold to Alliance players, and the price is especially high! Because very few trumpets work in barren areas on the Alliance side, it's much harder than on the tribe side if a dwarf or midget player wants to get this recipe. ”

The Sorcerer of the Dead joyfully said, "So now that I've got this recipe, I've got the level 40 horse money, right? ”

The Orc warrior sighed: “You can buy some purple clothes, like Jordan Staff...”

The Dead Sorcerer didn't think it was much, and listening to the Orc Warrior's explanation made him a little bit happy.

“Really, that's great. Why did you drop another one? ”

Orc Warrior's eyeballs are falling out. He's going through the system information, isn't he? The Dead Sorcerer hasn't finished his words yet, and he fucking dropped another one...

The Dead Sorcerer beautifully picked up this drawing as well: "This is a thousand golden horses! Too bad I'm only at level 16 now, hey, when can I get to level 60? Looking forward to it... hey? Why did you quit? Aren't you going to work with me on my little upgrade? ”

Orc Warrior: “Well... the Guild asked me to fight, and I went to the big one. ”

The Dead Sorcerer looked at the time: “No, it's almost 4: 00 in the morning. There's no one to fight now. Hey, don't go! ”

The Orc Warrior is so full of cows, he can't help but punch himself in the mouth.

Did you say before that this game is absolutely fair?!

Fair hammer!

Equal hammer!

I've been a fucking big priest for so long, liver to level 60, made my own cloth bag to sell money, broke down my own magic materials to sell money, worked hard copies of my liver, held the Guild's magician thighs to brush the gold coin, and until now, I can't even afford a horse's ass.

Turns out this dude dropped a recipe for two delicious snakes playing small-click?!

A transfer is a thousand gold?!

This fucking game still plays??

Hot Chicken Game!!

The Orc Warrior silently changed his signature: "The indestructible European dog!! ”