Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

“Ah, King of Killers, you're back. Sit down. Sit down!” The royal gods jumped up and shouted, and gave Gu Fei his place.

Gu Fei touched his head and smiled. “Good boy. ”

“Wow, that's a lot of money!” As soon as Gu Fei sat down, he noticed a purse full of money on the table.

“Thousands of miles, what do you say?” Han's son asked with a cursory heart. They say it's a lifetime, two ripe times. If Gu Fei said that everyone was embarrassed to divide equally last time, then this time it would definitely be irreversible to listen to your respects. None of you are a good person. The Sword Ghost guy is a little too serious sometimes. But Han's eyes had passed when he spoke, and the Sword Ghost didn't know. Anyway, he didn't speak.

“Oh? I said...” In response to several people's expectations, Gu Fei lifted his finger and started counting: “The goal was not to laugh, killing 10 times in total, of which I killed eight times and the Sword Ghost twice. There are ten purses here, so it's supposed to be two swordsmen, I'm eight, right? ”

“Well, yeah, support, top!” The Sword Ghost said.

“Fuck your mother!” Master Han is angry.

“It's too late to communicate with your eyes.” Gu Fei laughed at Han's son, “we all chatted privately. ”

“Damn you two bitches!” Master Han continues to curse.

“Forget it, just split it! You've had a hard day, too.” Gu Fei said heavily.

“Just wait for you to say it.” The gods roared a hungry tiger and rushed up and took two purses. Others reached out, and Gu Fei had another great sense of accomplishment. At the same time, I was amazed at how rich these girls were in July.

Based on the exchange rate of RMB on the current exchange side to buy equipment and sell game coins for auction house equipment, the current value of 1 gold coin in the game is about 10 yuan. After all, in the early days of the game, the production of gold coins is still quite low.

Even RMB fighters currently want to store gold coins, because players will get what the exchange sells, mostly relatively expensive equipment. It is also very difficult for a player to sell a game coin back in the game after purchasing this type of equipment in RMB because the price is too high.

In this situation, it's amazing to be able to save 1,000 gold coins. The renminbi must have bought a lot of low-cost equipment and sold it little by little as a game coin. It is difficult to complete this project without amazing perseverance.

When Gu Fei's taste was enough, it was only then that he realized that none of the wallets on the table were gone.

“Hey, where's mine?” Gu Fei filmed the table.

“Strange, how come it's gone?” Someone said.

Intelligence expert Yu suggested: "There are six of us, the money is divided into ten bags...”

“Pour it out and split it evenly!” Gu Fei said.

“A thousand divided by six is not enough!” Everyone has a very difficult look. Gu Fei was about to seize, the leader of the group, Mr. Han's son, spoke: “No! Now the score is just right. ”

“Are you kidding me? I don't have any money?” Gu Fei said.

“You forgot?” Han's son didn't slow down: “You drank here yesterday and consumed 200 gold coins. That happens to be the deposit for our business. I already paid for your drink. ”

“200 gold coins? What are you drinking?” Everybody shouts.

“That's not right! I had four drinks with Yu the other day. The money should be... eh, where's Yu? Why is Yu gone?” Gu Fei looked around.

“We need to figure this out. I'll get him back!” The battle went out unharmed.

I couldn't wait for someone to come back from the left and right. The angel rang a slap on my thigh: “Oops, these two old foxes must have colluded. I'll go get them both! ”

The royal gods have just left. Han's son is up: “Hey, don't be ridiculous! Get back here!” As he was about to walk out the door, a heat wave suddenly crossed his face, and Han's son hurried backwards. Gu Fei's baptism of flames has been laid in front of the door.

“Nice knife!” Han's son laughed.

“I cut it eight times today without laughing.” Gu Fei looked at his knife and said, "In the words of the NBA, my hands are hot and in surprisingly good condition. ”

“I don't believe you really cut me.” Han said.

“Of course not, but don't leave today without the money!” Gu Fei said.

“Yes!” Master Han stretched out his lazy waist and sat back in his seat: “If he doesn't leave, he won't leave. Is my god of alcohol's name a false name? Ray, bring the wine! ”

“For the most expensive, keep a dude's account!” Gu Fei supplemented.

“I'm afraid of you! Bring two bottles.” Son Han shouted.

Little Ray quickly brought in two bottles of wine, which is not something that happens often.

One bottle of 120 gold coins, two bottles of 240, Han's son hurriedly dumped the wallet, laughing: “I don't have any money now, how can you stand me! Ha-ha-ha! Let's make a fishnet! They're all poor. ”

Gu Fei smiled slightly and lightning his hands. Two bottles of wine he had just placed on the table were taken into his arms.

“Hey, what are you doing? Eating alone? That would be unkind!” Mr Han said.

Gu Fei smiled brilliantly and reached out and grabbed Xiao Lei, who was ready to leave: “Xiao Lei, these two bottles of wine, can I sell you 100 gold coins? ”

Xiao Lei was stunned, and Han's son was stunned.

“Aren't you going to do such a good deal?” Gu Fei chuckled.

Suddenly Xiao Lei smiled and dropped his two pockets of money. Gu Feimili caught it and stuffed two bottles of wine into Xiao Lei's arms.

“Let's go!” Gu Fei got up and saluted Han's son and fled.

“Holy shit! Fuck! Fuck!!!!” Han's son woke up dreaming and roaring. Players outside the bag room heard curiosity asking, "Ray, is your pub starting to offer pornography? ”

“Forget it!” Sword Ghost comforts Han's son, “I'll buy you a drink. ”

“Dear brother!” Master Han patted the sword ghost's shoulder, “Xiao Ray, most...”

“Don't ask for the most expensive!” The Swordman's dagger plugged onto the table, slowly: “Two bottles cost 240 gold coins, I don't have enough money. ”

“Two bottles of the second most expensive wine!” The Sword Ghost shouted.

It was night, the legendary alcoholic god Han's son drank and cried: “He's a killer! ”

Left Gu Fei at the tavern and went to the practice area to brush. As has been the case before, Baptism of Fire, which is completely uncontrolled, overwhelmingly harmful, affects his rhythm very much. After all, no one will scream "Don't kill him alive” this time.

Gu Fei could solve this by replacing a weapon that did not have such an appendage chance, but he did not do so. Because it's another rare practice for him. In games, there is no physical practice, because body reactions, forces, etc., are not artificially determined, but are influenced by game data. Practicing in the game can be said to be concentrated in the brain.

What options are most appropriate in the face of some situations? Fight back or dodge? Which enemy is the counterattack? Which direction does dodging go? These are judgments that need to be made instantly. How do you choose the most correct and effective path from multiple choices? Some say it's intuition. Yes, but there are two kinds of intuitions, one called talent, the other called experience.

Gu Fei dared not say that he was very talented. After all, this situation is unlikely to happen to him in real life, but at least, he can accumulate good experience.

Eye chaser, hand chaser.

The eye actually refers to an instant of insight, judgment, decision making. This can be practiced both in and out of the game. But outside of the game, Gu Fei couldn't have had so many real battle opportunities.

Hands, naturally outside the game, can only be exercised, in the game, by attribute points, by equipment, much simpler.

At this time, Gu Fei, the brushing efficiency slightly decreased, and slightly more likely to be hung up, as no gamer would choose to continue in this situation.

But Gu Fei was different. After all, he and the average player played the game for a completely different purpose. In his view, this exercise is more valuable to him than moving up a few levels faster by adding points.

The sudden high and low attack damage makes Gu Fei's already mechanically stable attack rhythm have to be adjusted from time to time according to this 30% chance of appending, making the fight weird and full of variables.

Of course, it's just for Gu Fei. In the case of regular players, this situation either chooses a weird single brush, or changes gear, and never continues at this risk.

After more than an hour of brushing, Gu Fei ended his gaming career today.

But the legend he created continues.

Before Gu Fei had finished his ridiculous pursuit, the matter had already quarreled in the forum of the game. And as the pursuit progressed, it was irresistibly updated, and was finally rated ten times. The day cut people off at level 10, sparked intense discussion among players and resulted in divergent views.

Those players who are extremely enthusiastic about PK naturally don't feel comfortable with this behavior, only one word: cool!

And those players who longed for anything, they raised multiple concerns, what a nourishment for the violent! The game turned into a flavorful PK field! Even began to worry about whether this would lead to a decline in the turnover of the gaming companies, a question that did not require their concern at all.

More is to see the noise, they know that today's pursuit is due to not laughing offline, and they eagerly look forward to not laughing tomorrow and then being pursued.

Anyway, the players saw two things as consistent.

First, the killer was very NB, because he was said to be just a magician, but he cut a thief like this in a melee, absolutely NB.

Secondly, it's not funny. It's very SB, because everyone knows he's being hunted, and he's not his opponent, but he doesn't rush offline to hide. The hard part is asking someone to cut off level 10, absolute SB.