Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

“Be sure to keep an eye on the way out before you throw it!” This was solemnly emphasized by Prince Han. With this guy's darkness, nature works very hard to mock people's minds into the darkness. In his mind, it was inevitable that the person who threw the equipment would immediately come around to kill it. So this throwing gear was actually a high-risk sport, so he didn't participate, and he was sitting in a thunderbar drinking very comfortably. Around him was a crowd of sighted people. Now who in Cloud City doesn't know that this Han is a very anti-sky big man, now very anti-sky is throwing equipment activities, this guy sits in a tavern, the equipment has to come out of him maybe?

Mr. Han's face is too recognizable. And he's not comfortable masking now. Aren't you drinking? Mr. Han's drinking requirements are very strict. It's really uncomfortable to drink under his face.

Wait patiently for Han's son to throw his gear, this is the honest man. Of course, there must be a guy with bad water in his heart. At this time, he carefully weighed four times. After confirming that there were no such fierce combatants as drunk swordsmen, swordsmen, etc., his face blinded and his heart flashed, and he wanted to come up and blow up this Han man.

It is also unforgivable to have such thoughts. Now very countervailing players, in everyone's mind, it is a moving treasure trove. If you kill, you will not explode. If you explode, it must be something good!

With this temptation, someone has finally embarked on the wrong path. These guys with bad water in their hearts soon found the same eyes in the crowd, but they were able to communicate with each other, and there were people who wanted to, so they thought less of each other and rushed out of time. The Han family is a priest, so the defenseless guy, in their eyes, is a fat sheep, who can't eat it later.

Just as these guys were about to squeeze out the crowd, all of a sudden, Han's hands poured out into the air and he drank: “Here we go!!! ”

“Ah!!!” The crowd boiled, Han's son this hand, things flew around. Things are tiny, flying fast, falling into the crowd, but many people have seen where they landed and immediately rushed in the nearest direction.

“Throw what? ”

“I don't know, it looks like a ring!!! ”

“I think it's a badge! ”

“Whatever, grab it!! ”

The crowd was chaotic, and the masked guys were suddenly squeezed in by the players, and they suddenly realized that they seemed to be at the center of the crowd, didn't they? It seems that the flow of people is converging towards them in either direction...

That guy!!! Before being submerged, several people looked at the position where Han's son was sitting and saw an insidious to extreme smile. The white light flashed. The man's smile with him had disappeared with a transmission scroll.

He did it on purpose! He knew it!! By the time we figure that out, everything will be late. The crowd is pouring, and if you have me, you're not equipped. Everyone stared at his feet, finally someone's eyes lit up, he leaned over and picked them up. Others saw Tanni, hastily messed up, and this man pounded. But at the end of the day, I picked up something and spit it out with a sip of blood: "Shit, it's a lid. ”

“Cut!” the crowd laughed, letting him go and continued searching under his feet.

The lid, the lid again, how come it's always the lid? The player who initially picked the lid didn't think too much, this is a tavern! There's a lid on the floor. Isn't that normal? I blame myself for looking too watery. But after picking up the bottle lid from the drop of Han's toss two or three times in a row, someone finally realized, “Fuck, that son of a bitch didn't throw the bottle lid, did he? ”

Looking back, the man was gone at the wine table, but there was another eye-pointing player screaming: “Ah, there!! ”

Everyone glanced at Han's desk and pressed a piece of paper under the glass. The crowd only assumed that it was a mutated spell scroll, another fierce robbery, the player who had the privilege of grabbing a piece of paper, and in the eyes of the crowd almost ate it raw, it also bled out: “Shit, it's a message. ”

Then he said, “Leave me alone, I'm not equipped. ”

Others don't believe it, but they've handed it over to everyone, and it turns out, naturally, who sees who spits blood. Meanwhile, news of throwing gear came from all over the city, and people in a tavern analyzed the news and smoked it: “Shit, you're out of your mind! ”

This true twenty-five places, one thing everywhere, are naturally triggered by more robbery than the little thunder tavern. Now the order is chaotic, and the very anti-heavenly members who throw things are ready to retreat. However, the process was still alarming. Eighteen people were targeted, eight of them successfully escaped, and the other ten had exchanges of fire with each other to varying degrees, so that they could eventually escape. One important reason is that the people who do this do not have any organizations, so after targeting, they are only afraid that others will find out and never speak up. In this case, it is still advantageous to get out in a chaotic situation. Ten people exchanged fire, six escaped in chaos, and the other four took care of the bad guys on the spot.

Moon and Night City is basically the same as Cloud City, the only difference is that there's not a guy in the tavern who makes fun of people like that.

The people who completed the first throwing of equipment quickly hid behind their back, learning from the experience and lessons of the first time. A total of seven people had palpitations, and they survived in shock, while the rest of them realized that it was indeed more risky to throw them in the crowd than they thought, and that they would have to think of something else next time.

And in the kung fu of their escape, the throw has already been picked up by the players. Fifty things, lucky players lost a fortune. But looking at the value of this thing, most of the players who build a life feel worthwhile too. Some gossip parties quickly showed their luck to their friends, the news went fast, and even the forum was posted. But the posting player also posted the heard equipment, then turned around and disappeared, which is still in a hurry to go back to the game and pick something!

Although more players still don't know if things are good or not, they are really losing it so far. The players of both major castles are convinced that they are waiting for the next round to wipe their hands. And all the water that was poured into the Forum was far from the opportunity to come to the two cities to participate. After seeing the outburst of equipment, half asked what else was there and the other half kneeled to convey the scroll.

Over time, over the course of this hour, the forum has repeatedly thrown out several things in the first place, one of which is enviable. Some players have complained to the official, demanded fair treatment, and asked to participate in the "You Throw Me Pick Me Pick” event in the two cities of the cloud moon and night.

Now the official is also following the event, and it actually responds to the player. An official statement, to sum up, basically means: this is your player's own behavior, fuck my balls.

An hour has passed. Players in the two cities of the cloud moon and night were somewhat extinguished in the last round. Eighty-nine out of ten were complaining about the act of not hurrying to throw gear, and the second round arrived quietly.

This time, nobody saw someone throw something in the sky, nobody saw someone whisper it on the ground, nobody saw someone pretending to tie a shoelace. Twenty-five main towns each, fifty places in total, and everyone heard a shout at the same time: "Oops! Look there!!! ”

Everyone looked there and saw that they had been waiting for an hour.

Crazy robbery, another crazy-ass robbery, but this time the player was not exposed. After the agreed time had elapsed, the occupants put things somewhere unnoticed, and then, by a single order, they made a collective cry.

Mad robbery, another round of mad robbery. Sharpened for an hour, it was as if the fighters had disappeared. At this moment, they showed their positive and upward vitality. Everyone pounded on these 50 secluded corners and robbed these 50 unknown things.

Obtained, accidental, showy, gossip, explosive. It was all a repeat of the previous round, and another three or two appeared in the forum. What was thrown out of the round, in value terms, was the same thing, indeed. And a careful person quickly discovered that the throw was about an hour away from the previous throw, and there was no wind in that hour.

Are they just going to throw it once an hour??

This hidden pattern is quickly discovered by the player, but how many pieces of equipment do you throw at each time? This was supposed to be obvious, but nobody knows it yet. After all, it takes 50 people to pick something up, but where's the kung fu now? People are always like this, once they are lucky, they will never want to be lucky again, this is two rounds, a hundred lucky people, at this time they are excited to prepare for the third round.

In the third round, the players were also small and ready. They estimated the time of the hour, saw the time approaching, and everyone was cheering up.

It's an hour! All raised their ears and opened their eyes. Cloud Moon and Night are the two most populated castles at present, but also the two quietest ones.

As a result, there was no sound, and no one lost anything.

One point, two points, three points, four points… Ten minutes have passed without any news of picking anything up.

Players face each other.

“Who the fuck said to throw it every hour?” Someone's already cursed. Hourly tossing is, after all, everyone's inference that people have never come forward to say that.

“Has it been thrown out? No?”

“Shit, that's it?” Too many people complain that this kind of complaint will definitely not be eliminated, even if the people arrive one by one, there will always be people who feel it is appropriate to do another round, and people are always greedy.

Players are arguing, turning around for 10 minutes, and there are already many people who think that the throwing of gear may be over, and they are asking about the news in the forum.

So the third round of throwing started quietly. This time, the very opposite people chose to go to places where there was little flow of people. After looking at the exit path, they each chose the way they felt reliable and abandoned their equipment. The equipment was quickly discovered, but the person who threw the equipment had disappeared. This time, it was a silent toss. It fits perfectly into the silent sight of the two towns just an hour away.

So quietly, the third round ended. There was no large-scale robbery this time, because the places thrown away were isolated places where few people lived. It wasn't easy to find 25 such places in both cities at this time, so I was 20 minutes late. Everyone was a little overwhelmed, but Master Han said: The rules are up to us or we can change them. I said throw every hour, and I didn't say which minute of the hour to throw, which is the 59th clock to throw, which is this hour.

First two times, this third time was really not hot enough, and many players were incredibly confused after hearing the news: “Done? When did it end? Ten minutes ago? Fuck, how do I know? ”

The throw was small, the message spread in a small range, it spread slowly, and the third round of this throw was accepted by the player after considerable digestion. And the players who picked something this time seemed to be low profile, with less explosive material on the forum than the previous one.

“Is it really over?” Rumor broke out again, and everyone thought this event was going to disappear with such silence...

So the fourth round could not be published. When this hour arrived, the first thing we knew was that it was not the players waiting in the game, but the players watering down in the offline forum.

In the forum, a post appeared that heralded a total of 50 coordinates between the two main towns during the fourth throw.

“Shit!” All the players sitting on the computer brushing the forums at this time are grieving. They hate it! Although they had first-hand information, they were unable to fly over and take it. The result can only be to reach out to their relatives and friends in both cities to inform them of the news.

Players from both cities were shouted and someone answered positively when they wondered if the post was a prank. Because the ID of the post is clear, Yu! Young-goo, one of the most ferocious Yu-go in the forum and one of the core members of the very opposite sky.

No one doubts that everyone is running wild to the nearest place because the post is said to be a teaser, so it has not been thrown yet, so be sure to seize the place quickly.

There was a rare concentration of people in both cities because of this post, and although there were still so many blocked players who didn't know about it, there were already deserted streets in both cities.

The Forum then came up with a second post: because of the overcrowding at the previously forecast location, the thrower was unable to reach the scene and had to change to the following location. Brush, brush, another fifty coordinates.

“Shit!” Players watering in front of the computer threw up blood collectively, replied to despicable contempt, and contacted relatives and friends quickly.

The news enters the game, nobody speaks this time, they all turn around quietly.

Fifty very bad guys have been waiting on the deserted streets. They need to wait for someone to come out of sight, or no one will throw it now, and when they do get here, maybe the equipment will be collected by the system.

This time, archers and thieves undoubtedly took advantage, and their speed allowed them to retrieve the second coordinates without suspicion.

They finally didn't show up for nothing, they had seen masked players, and after seeing them, they threw something away and left.

Another round of craziness, this round, has been spelled more than just luck, it seems to be the attributes of connections and characters.

Players without connections don't get any news from their friends or relatives offline; players without moving speed attributes can't win this comeback run at all.

At the same time, this round finally lets players know how many items are thrown together. And because they were all captured via a family and friends link, this time, 50 things happened in a mass explosion.

Equipment, scrolls, precious life skills materials, rare task items. Fifty things, each with its value, are by no means irreplaceable. In contrast, the least valuable may be the electrical reinforcement reel. But that's just to say that it's not worth it, and for an electric magician, the practical value of this thing is exactly the same as a water-based reinforced reel.

“Fifty pieces at a time, quite a few!!” The players are emotional. After seeing the value of these fifty things, everyone is embarrassed to say that fifty is a powerless number at a time. And no one doubts that very anti-sky behavior is catty anymore. People have thrown four times, 50 pieces at a time, 200 pieces in total, and the samples are all valuable. If you sweep an auction house in the main city, the entire trading street, you don't necessarily have to search for 200 items of this value at once. Plus, people throw it at you for free, but you still say it's not strong. Does that mean anything?

Players are waiting for a fifth benefit in anticipation.

This fifth round was a perfect match for luck compared to the last time people were connected to the speed of movement.

Very anti-sky player throwing gear, no more action after the point, just walked to the player he liked, whispering softly: “Good luck, come with me. ”

So the players that followed got what was thrown in the fifth round… even more quiet in this round than in these three. So Yugo deliberately posted after the event, indicating that the round was over and that fifty players had received gifts. Then there were 50 players who promised to explode.

This was supposed to be a pure luck fight, but the final results show that the percentage of female players who won this prize was really high, with as many as 44 female players out of 50, all of them beautiful.

Everything goes without saying. Even if most people are not as obvious as the King's Heavenly Warfare, this is a popular activity that the whole people are passionate about, so in this case, the players should be easy to see? 44 people found beautiful players...

“Beautiful birth is also a very lucky thing!” This battle is unharmed.

“No, it's also a strength.” Son Han is serious about things.

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