Prehistoric Calendar

Chapter 202 Sun and Moon

(PS: I'm sorry, I just went out suddenly, and I came back a little late. Today's third update is here.)
Wu Ming keenly felt a disgusting breath, which he couldn't smell, see, or even feel. He just felt it by accident in the blessed land. It was a deep-seated malice.

If you have to describe it, it is about mixing eggs and milk, and then put it under high temperature for five, six, seven or eight days, and then take a deep breath. The smell is so unforgettable that it will definitely make you feel It feels like my internal organs are vomited out.

However, this disgusting aura only appeared slightly, and immediately disappeared without a trace. Wu Ming didn't know where this aura came from, nor what made it disappear, but without a doubt, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Is it the sun and the moon?"

Wu Ming vaguely felt that the biggest source of the breath came from the sun and the moon in the sky, this was the first time he had discovered such a thing.

Regarding the sun and moon in the Great Desolate Continent, it is definitely impossible to be like the earth in the cosmic plane. The sun and the moon are just stars. In the books that Ming read, it is said that the sun and the moon in the sky are two different outer energy planes of yin and yang, some people say that they are two superspaces that cannot be reached, and some people suspect that they are two innate spiritual treasures with extreme cathode and yang. No one knows what it is. It is said that there are three-legged golden crows on the sun. There are legends on the earth, and it is not known whether it is true or not.

"Or, the sun and the moon are actually some kind of windows of Gaia? That's why they exude that kind of malice?" Wu Ming looked at the moon in the sky and murmured.

No matter what, this kind of deep-seated malice made Wu Ming feel goose bumps all over his body. Fortunately, he disappeared before he came close, otherwise Wu Ming really didn't know what to do.

"No matter what, the leg boy plan must be carried out all the time. This is an important matter for me to become stronger in the future and many things. No one can stop me. Anyone who stands in the way, I will really block and kill gods, and Buddhas will block and kill Buddhas!! "

Wu Ming made up his mind, and then left the magic tower, went to the manor to find the butler, and asked him if he had enough weapons, equipment, tools, etc. that he needed before.

A total of [-] pieces of fine steel weapons, [-] pieces of leather armor, [-] pieces of shields, and [-] high-quality longbows, as well as arrows and tools, etc., although Wu Ming can't afford it, but he doesn't know What reason should be used for every foot man to be equipped with a full set of weapons and armor?

What he needs is for these footmen to start vigorously farming "wild monsters", instead of asking them to come over to be uncles. The price is certain, and there must be a distinction between high and low levels among the players. Otherwise, how could it be possible for them to Are they all the liver emperors?

"So... the weekend trading day? Open the market every seven days? At the same time, open the purchase of weapons, open the purchase of materials, and open garbage collection. Well, whether they obtain the remains of Warcraft, or various minerals or wonders, what I open The bazaars will conduct unified purchases so that they have enough currency. In addition, among the 5000 people who came in this time, 500 of them acted independently. It seems that these 500 people are the troops sent by the Wuchang. Today, they hunted and killed more than 20 monsters, and there are more other non-monster creatures, and they also secretly set up camps outside the five new villages, and made some weapons with stones and wood, which is very good."

Speaking of this, Wu Ming only felt that the inspiration in his mind was endless. After thinking for a while, he ordered the butler to pull these equipments to the edge of the human territory, and asked the butler to build a place inside the air wall that could accommodate ten thousand people. After that, Wu Ming directly exchanged the time of Wen Zetao's plane, and ran directly in front of Wen Zetao.

Wen Zetao was discussing some things with several people. Wu Ming's sudden appearance startled those people, but they calmed down immediately. It could be seen from their eyes that they seemed to know Wu Ming Who is it, and among these few people, there are white people and black people, but Wen Zetao looks relaxed.

After these people resigned, Wen Zetao said with a smile: "If you don't come to me, I will come to you in the trial space in a few days. How about it? You probably already know that the five-thousand-legged man Are there people from Wuchang? Could it be that this time I came here to ask the teacher for his crimes?"

Wu Ming randomly found a chair and sat down, "Not really, there are about 500 people, right? There are 100 people in each of the Wuchang, and they are basically soldiers. To be honest, their efficiency is much higher than that of ordinary players. But in terms of long-term benefits, they are not as good as players."

Wen Zetao became interested and said, "What do you say? I thought you would agree to send all soldiers into the army."

"Soldiers entered it for the mission." Wu Ming thought for a while and said, "Regardless of life and death, and unite with order, this aspect is indeed far superior to the footmen, but there is one point that they are not as good as the footmen."

"Oh?" Wen Zetao asked strangely.

Wu Ming said seriously: "That is in terms of guidance and enthusiasm. Let's talk about guidance first. You said that I took a virtual mission and asked them to die. If there are no characters left, what will happen to the soldiers under Wuchang? They first thought of It is definitely not the task I issued, it is absolute, they will complete the task I issued if the damage is small, or the damage is not fundamental, but when it comes to the real world, their focus is still reality world."

"But players are different. This world is a game world in their minds, so it has nothing to do with the real world except for currency exchange, so they will often be unscrupulous. If they can use tasks, reputation, rewards, etc. To guide this unscrupulous, the power they exploded far surpasses the Wuchang army who knows the truth, at least in this world in the name of the game."

"Secondly, enthusiasm. For the completion of the task, at the beginning, with discipline, high welfare and various external factors, these five hundred soldiers can play the role of fifty thousand skirmishers, but don't underestimate the liver in the game world." Gods, they are the people who are most likely to create miracles!!"

Wen Zetao thought for a while, nodded and said, "I probably understand, so what do you mean, they are not allowed to enter?"

Wu Ming shook his head and said: "It's impossible to completely ban it. It's better to let it go on the bright side, and I think they want to ask for something by doing this, right? Let's talk about what they think."

Wen Zetao laughed and said: "They didn't say it explicitly, but there are still some hidden expressions. The first is of course high-tech. That hydrogen cataclysmic reactor can make human science and technology progress for at least 20 years. The second is longevity medicine. Such a thing you put out is naturally very attractive, who is not afraid of death? As for the last one, it is a question of quota."

"Quota issue?" Wu Ming was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean? I still understand the first two, but what does the last one mean?"

Wen Zetao said seriously: "The Great Desolate Continent is a real world, not a game world. The higher-ups basically know this, and the more than 500 people sent this time have also reported to them the general situation there. , the environment is beautiful, the materials are abundant, and the continent is boundless. In the eyes of many people, it is simply the best virgin land that has not been developed. And our world, how should I put it, your last natural disaster of the undead scared them all stupid, they Worrying and fearing all kinds of problems in this world all day long, such as undead, bugs, aliens, and machines. The son's shield is not safe, and now that the Great Desolate Continent is so vast, they think that the game character's access technology is soul transfer, so what they mean is that if something unexpected happens, they hope to get unlimited access. "

Wu Ming was silent for a while, thought for a while and said, "To be honest, I don't know which movie or horror movie world this world is. If there is a day, if this world has to give up, it will save as many people as it can. How many people, but I’ll just tell you the truth, every time a person enters, I need to consume reward points. Although the consumption is not much, after all, the earth has more than 60 billion people, which is impossible for me to bear, unless it is a foot The male plan is fully implemented, otherwise I really can't agree to this request."

Wen Zetao smiled and said: "As long as you don't refuse, that's the attitude they want. By the way, do you have any requirements for currency conversion? What about the exchange rate?"

Wu Ming spread his hands and said, "This is up to you. You have all kinds of economic experts, and you can decide what kind of conversion. To put it bluntly, I am a big lord in the Great Desolate Continent. , and soon you will be able to win land at least several times the surface area of ​​the earth, you can decide the exchange rate, otherwise if I decide, I guess I can buy your world with gold."

Wen Zetao just smiled and did not speak, but Wu Ming said that he was going to set up a bazaar, which would allow leg men to trade once every seven days. Go down to the building and open the central bank of the foreign game version, which can also make those foot men feel more at ease.

After the two of them finished talking, Wu Ming didn't wait long. He just returned to the main god's space and wanted to return to the Primordial Continent from the main god's space.

But what Wu Ming didn't discover was that as a large number of legged men went to the Great Desolate Continent, there seemed to be some changes in the big light ball of the first generation of Lord God. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the familiar magic tower, but a battlefield filled with smoke.

He couldn't move, or he couldn't control himself to move. The only thing that could move was his sight. In his sight, thirteen clusters of light flashed with extremely intense aura. The aura seemed to cover the sky. Those thirteen clusters of aura, He is surrounded by a light group that looks like a fish and a bird, and in front of him is an ancient clock, a turtle shell, and a jade book. It can be seen that he is spurting blood all over his body, but there is a A black and yellow aura hangs down from the sky, this aura is extremely domineering, blocking the ancient clock to the left, and blocking the tortoise shell and jade book, it does not lose the wind for a while.

But gradually, those thirteen light clusters went out one after another, and the fish-like and bird-like light clusters, carrying an ancient clock, a tortoise-shell jade book, and the sun and moon in the sky, pressed down horizontally, pulling him from the nine heavens. It went straight up and plunged into the incomparably dark Abyss of Eternal Night.

Vaguely, Wu Ming could still hear his own roar: "Kunpeng, how dare you suppress me! I will kill you when I come out!!"

"Fuck, the world is like a chain, and the only thing to fight for is the front line. You want to fight for the life of your human race, so why are we not fighting for our lives? There is a big cause and effect for suppressing you today, and my lord and I will bear it..."

"Let me see how you and other human races can rise up in the eternal night that I can't see!!"

The voice was male and female, and the name seemed to be just a noise. Wu Ming couldn't hear who the existence named Kunpeng was talking to. Then there was a loud sound, and the whole world seemed to be torn apart. Wu Ming saw his own voice. His body was pressed by an ancient clock, a turtle shell, a jade book, and this fish-like bird-like light group, carrying the sun and the moon in the sky, and it took him from 99 days, no, even nine hundred and ninety-nine days. In the sky, in a mass of black and yellow parcels, supported by a huge light mass behind him, he was still pressed down, and fell into an unimaginably dark abyss of eternal night...

"what!"

Wu Ming yelled and woke up covered in cold sweat. The familiar magic tower was still in front of him, but the incomparably terrifying darkness seemed to still be in his body, making Wu Ming tremble all over, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

For a while, he was in a bad mood.

(End of this chapter)