Chapter 183 Mission from the General Forum (25)
Let the three of them continue to play the game, while Lin Yuan went to the side and started reading.
After knowing that Lin Yuan was here to read a book, Zhang Ting and the other three immediately turned on the mute mode. They also made a few gestures during the conversation, and the others would immediately understand whether they should fight in the wild or in a group.
After returning from Shennong Valley, this set of gestures spread among the disciples, and later became essential knowledge for the outer disciples.
In addition to the most basic communication methods, they also added the common mathematical terminology of Wanfa Sect, allowing them to discuss mathematical problems and magic problems more efficiently.
Familiar friends have even learned to communicate with their eyes. For example, Lin Yuan and Shangguan Zhi can tell through their eyes whether Shangguan's dessert today is mango or peach, and decide where and how to eat it.
And this method has another advantage, that is, it makes the game playing group less annoying.
In Lin Yuan’s previous life, gamers were often regarded as annoying people who yelled and yelled. Once there was a master in the gaming field in the dormitory, it was very normal for the entire dormitory to become noisy. .
The tragedies caused by this are everywhere, making game players sometimes not particularly popular.
But here, the communication between players is silent, and a few gestures can express their thoughts at this time, which is very civilized.
In a quiet environment, Lin Yuan picked up a bamboo slip and read it carefully.
After just looking at it for a while, he put down the bamboo slips. He felt that he saw something dirty and needed to go back and wash his eyes.
Is this something I can see?
There is a problem just writing these words!
[The origin of the spirits: When the world first opened, a god came and saw the beautiful fish swimming by the stream. Fortunately, the dragon clan was born. 】
[I also saw that the trees on the roadside were very beautiful, and I was lucky enough to find them. 】
【Seeing that the jade is very beautiful, I was lucky enough to get the stone. 】
……
【I saw that the clouds were very beautiful, but luckily, nothing happened. Another luck came, but still no luck, so I returned home in despair. 】
What on earth did this man of god come here to do?
This thing is said to be a myth, but in essence it is no different from the Little Yellow Book.
Gods are a type of people often seen in ancient myths. They have no fixed form and unknown strength. They are the ancestors of all things in most myths.
However, the thoughts of gods are usually a little bit serious. When they come here, they are either lucky or destroyed. They are almost like crazy.
Picking up another bamboo slip, Lin Yuan sighed helplessly after reading it.
The content in this bamboo slip is a supplement to the previous bamboo slip, and it can be regarded as a companion of the ancient book.
However, this fan author was probably dissatisfied with the content of the previous book that was too concise, so the content he wrote was basically an expansion of the previous book. He wrote in detail the content that was not written in detail, and added various The various descriptions of postures make people suspect that there is something wrong with the author's mental state.
After all, people can't, at least they shouldn't...
No wonder history can't be shown to others casually, the history here is really a bit abnormal.
Giving up starting from the mythological era, Lin Yuan began to look at the history of each sect.
Compared with myths, sect history seems more serious.
Probably because the historian was not sure whether the other person was dead when arranging it, and if he died, he might become a ghost cultivator and give the author a big dick when he went to the toilet.
Although some places still have the problem of being too detailed, some places have private goods, and there are various Spring and Autumn writing techniques, it is still a good historical material.
Looking over silently, Lin Yuan discovered that there are quite a few sects, large and small, in the world. In addition to the seven major sects, there are also many small sects, and sects are still being established.
After seeing the history of a sect, Lin Yuan stopped.
This sect is also one of the sects that died out, but not because it did anything evil, but because it was too righteous.
All the demon sects must be exterminated, and anyone who has even the slightest connection with the demon sects must be eliminated. Many decent monks only have a few relatives who are demon sects, and they are found and interrogated by them, which makes the decent monks miserable for a period of time.
After discovering that the sect was doing more harm than good, the senior officials of the decent sect immediately liquidated it. The head of the sect was dissatisfied and left, and his whereabouts are now unknown. Subsequently, the sect declined, and now the sect has ceased to exist in name only.
After reading the introduction of this sect, Lin Yuan felt that this sect called Jingxin Sect was quite interesting.
Every one of them was shouting and killing like fanatics. Compared with them, Zheng Yiyi was considered conservative.
Since it is banned by the decent, then it is okay to use it as a villain.
And the more extreme the skills of their sect, the faster they will progress. It would be interesting for the units within the sect to be as extreme as possible.
After thinking about it, Lin Yuan recorded these contents, and then said to the people behind him: "Zhang Ting, do you want to continue?"
"No, we are going to go to the dungeon to face the wall. ”
“Huh?”
Turning his head, Lin Yuan found that Zhang Ting and others were hanging from the eaves, and next to them was the fierce Wang Jiu.
Looking at the bamboo slips they dropped next to them, Lin Yuan felt that these three were really unlucky.
After telling Wang Jiu, Lin Yuan left here and was going back to find a place to test his ideas.
Wang Jiu looked at Zhang Ting and the others and felt that they were really worrying.
I just came back and saw three people being lazy here. They got carried away playing games and didn't pay attention to anything.
I thought it would be a good idea to let Zhang Ting sort out the history, but I never thought that the other party could be lazy in a place like this.
Sighing, Wang Jiu felt that he needed to rectify the three of them.
Picking up the bamboo slips that Lin Yuan had read, he said to the three of them: "This is the history of Jingxin Sect. Take it and take a closer look."
"Why are you looking at this?" Zhang Ting asked doubtfully.
“Make a game based on this theme.”
Zhang Ting was stunned for a while, and then quickly gestured to Liu Xiaoqiang: [There is something wrong with Wang Jiu. 】
Liu Xiaoqiang: [I can see it! It's not right that someone who hates games so much wants us to make games. 】
Ding Dazhuang: [Did Wang Jiu have his body taken away? 】
Wang Jiu: [No. 】
Zhang Ting: [How do you know! You know Chuan Chuan! No, Wang Jiu? Why do you know our secret hand gestures? 】
Wang Jiu: [You think I’m stupid! Just observe it in the game for a while and learn more. 】
Zhang Ting: [Despicable villain, you actually learned our routine. 】
Wang Jiu: [Shut up. Making games is a requirement from the top management, and it is also an important content that we discussed at this meeting. 】
Zhang Ting: [What’s the reason? 】
Wang Jiu: [I can’t tell you. Anyway, you know that you must make a game as soon as possible. Other sects will also have similar requirements, and if you do well, you will be rewarded, and that's it. 】
Zhang Ting: [Last question. 】
Wang Jiu: [Say. 】
Zhang Ting: [Since we all know how to gesture, why don’t we just speak directly? 】
Wang Jiu: [Shut up! 】
(End of this chapter)