Chapter 390 The Final Farewell
I didn’t sleep well the whole night after meeting Zhen Ye. I didn’t even have the heart to pick up the black mud when I went online the next day. I was thinking about reincarnation. Dog, get something to hide your parentage.
But in the end, I still couldn’t bear to pick up the 435 copies of Hei Ni, and I planned to pick up the last 65 copies first.
The puppy whose ID is "Randomly Beat" is a special case. I feel like I should be the first person in the server to complete the backpack mission.
It is still likely to trigger subsequent hidden tasks or rewards.
So I picked up the remaining black mud with great anticipation and gave it to the snobbish quartermaster.
As a result... except for a tattered backpack, he really got nothing.
I stood there for 5 minutes holding that crappy backpack, and finally I got so angry that I just logged off.
He even stopped going online for a week and went to play Pinocchio's Lie instead.
However, after Pinocchio's lie was cleared, he fell into a game drought again, and then he remembered Chiling who he had left aside before.
The main reason is that it's okay without comparison. When compared, Sekirei's modeling, scenes and optimization are the best among gods. It is indeed the best game I have ever played.
Even the mission rewards are too hard to find. I spent more than half a month there getting up early and greedily, but I only got a broken backpack.
The most important thing is that another player got this broken backpack casually, which was a huge blow to me.
It also became the culprit that made him give up traveling. After all, no one wants their hard work to become a joke.
Having said that, I couldn’t help but put Chiling’s game disk into the CD-ROM drive.
He convinced himself that he would just go up and have a look at the characters and modeling of the game. It would satisfy his eyes, and he would not touch the mission again anyway.
Never mind, after making this decision, he felt a lot more relaxed, and he didn't hate the game so much anymore.
In the next few days, he went up whenever he wanted, and did not accept any missions. He just wandered around the town, focusing on cyber tourism.
However, after walking around for four days, he was a little tired of it. The main town was so big and he had seen everything he could see. He couldn't leave the city with his little strength.
So I was really ready to give up the tour this time. That night he climbed to Chiling Mountain for the last time and came to the edge of the quagmire where he had fought countless days and nights.
Looking at the slime monsters inside that were happily spewing black mud, I couldn't help but wonder why they could be so carefree.
Oh, it turns out you don’t have to do those cheating tasks.
There are also fools who come here to work hard to pick up the black mud they spit out. Just when I was laughing at myself, he saw another fool, no, it was a new player coming this way. .
The ID on this player's head is very domineering, called Zhan Yu Jiutian.
I’m so mad that it’s already 2023, and there are still people with such chronological online names.
But he just complained in his heart. After seeing the player, he said hello to the player and typed.
“Are you here for that backpack mission?”
The player named Zhan Yu Jiutian replied, “Yes, I just took over the mission.”
< br>I was so stupid that I only typed two words this time, "Run."
"What's wrong?"
I, my god, showed the tattered backpack behind me to Zhan Yu Jiutian.
"Oh, just for this thing, I picked up black mud here for 20 days before I got it. That was 20 whole days.
"The key is that there are only 12 of them. There are grids and a maximum weight limit. If you carry too many things on your back, your movement speed will decrease. The most important thing is that you will fall off when you die.
“It’s not the contents that fall, it falls with this backpack!!! Then you have to come back and continue to pick up black mud, and it will take 20 days to get another backpack!!!” I’m so stupid Gan Bao poured out all the resentment he had accumulated for a long time.
"This task doesn't feel like it was done by humans. The numerical values are without any thought. No matter how good the modeling and optimization are, what's the use? How many people can play it?"
Zhan Yujiutian is not in a hurry either. I waited quietly for him to finish vomiting his bitterness, and then said again, "Brother, are you not going to play anymore?"
I nodded furiously, "It's the last day, and I probably won't be online again after that. "
"What about your backpack..."
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, I won't let you suffer, brother. How about 6,000?"
"6000 for what?"
"I want to spend 6,000 yuan to buy your backpack, brother." Zhan Yu Jiutian repeated it again.
I sucked in a breath of cold air, "You have to spend 6,000 yuan to buy this crappy bag. Wait, you are not a liar, are you?"
"Damn Alipay Send me the account number, and I can transfer the money to you first, and then you can give me the package, so you don't have to worry about being cheated," Zhan Yu Jiutian said happily.
"Then what will you do if I'm a liar?"
Zhan Yu Jiutian laughed, "I'm very good at judging people. Brother, you are the kind of person who is very trustworthy at first glance. Besides, even if I am mistaken, But it’s only a loss of 6,000 yuan.”
I tried to send my Alipay account, but within a minute, I heard a notification sound.
I put down the mouse and picked up the mobile phone beside me and took a look.
There is indeed a transfer reminder, and the amount is no more than 6,000 yuan.
Only then did I realize that I had met a wealthy person today, and I couldn't help but feel so happy that I quickly typed.
"Thank you, boss, the boss is very generous."
But after typing this sentence, he remembered something very important, "Wait, can backpacks be traded? ?”
As the only two players in this game who own backpacks, I have never tried such a cool operation as trading backpacks before.
However, according to his experience in playing other games, props such as backpacks, which are related to the basic functions of the game, cannot be traded.
When I think about having to give back the 6,000 yuan I just received before I even warmed it up, I feel as if someone has poured cold water on my head.
On the other hand, Zhan Yu Jiutian on the other side was very calm, "Brother, didn't you say before that the backpack was dropped after death? If there is no way to trade it, you can die once and let me pick it up."
I was startled when he heard this. For the first time, he discovered that the game’s hot chicken settings were not so useless.
And then he tried to trade and actually found his backpack in the trading interface.
This once again refreshed my understanding of how awesome it is. If nothing else, this game is indeed ahead of other similar games by at least two major versions in terms of freedom.
I, my god, was originally very resentful towards this shabby backpack that had harsh collection conditions and only had 12 slots, but now that I look at it, I feel that it looks more handsome.
After all, it earned me six thousand yuan.
It’s a pity that there are still too few players in this game, and I don’t know when I will meet another wealthy person. Otherwise, I will be so mad that I don’t even plan to leave. I want to live directly next to this quagmire. Brush the backpack.
(End of this chapter)