I'm a god in the game

Chapter 420
When the newspaper seller was revived, he stared at the familiar scenery in front of him for a while.

As far as the eye can see, the dense forest that is somewhat gloomy due to the luxuriance of Hidden Valley has long since disappeared.

Instead, it was a desert area full of yellow sand, with pitifully sparse vegetation.

"rough!"

Thinking of how hard he ran for a long time and was sent back to his hometown before the bloody battle, the newspaper seller couldn't help cursing.

While selling newspapers, a Taibai player came out from the residence of the Bianhua Guild, stood beside the resurrection area and said with a smile:
"Seller, why are you here? Didn't you go to find your Japanese lady?"

When this sentence came out, many players beside the station couldn't help laughing.

One of the players who was the furthest away from selling the newspaper turned around while walking, and said to him:
"We're selling newspapers, we're getting ready to go, come?"

"Come on, I know the coordinates of a small Japan."

Hearing this sentence, the newspaper seller immediately said to the boiled water in the team channel:
"Boiled water, Little Japan is on the side of Hidden Valley, please pay attention, I will take people there right away."

He immediately withdrew from the original team, got up, and walked outside the station.

Hidden Valley, the resident construction office of the Japanese Takeda Association.

Looking at the countless sneak attacks in front of him, a Takeda Club executive cursed angrily:
"These damned Chinese know how to play these tricks. How many times has this happened?"

The president of the Takeda Club also looks gloomy now.

His guild residence has become a must-stop for players of the national server, and everyone wants to come to him to play the autumn wind.

It made him tireless.

Since they entered the Eight Wildernesses, except for the first day, which was a bit more stable.

From the next day, their nightmare began.

Wave after wave of national server players, like an uninterrupted wave, frantically attacked his guild resident.

Although most of these national server players are in a casual state, they can't cause any damage to the guild resident under construction.

But in order to drive away these annoying flies, he had to set aside some players to stay on guard to prevent the national server players from smashing the buildings under construction.

This greatly slowed down their construction speed.

National server players can afford it, but they can't afford it.

Now all the major foreign servers have entered the Eight Desolation map, and the national war is coming.

In the new French battle mode, the target of the battle can be determined by the system or by the player's referendum.

Don't think about it at that time, the players of the national server will definitely vote for the Japanese server.

At that time, they will be miserable.

Just when Takeda was worried that the construction of the guild resident could not be completed quickly due to the harassment of the national server players, an urgent voice suddenly came from the channel.

"President, there are more than 100 Chinese players found at the exit of Hidden Valley."

Takeda now really feels that people are waiting in the wilderness, and the disaster comes from the sky.

There are so many guilds in the Japanese server, why was he so cheap at the beginning, and chose to build the guild resident in Hidden Valley?

Now Takeda is extremely regretful.

The Bahuang map is the largest map of Tiandao so far, and its map area is more than the sum of other maps of Tiandao.

Its map geography is also extremely complex.

It can be said that you can see all the terrain in reality on the map of Bahuang.

Here, you can see the small bridges and flowing water in Hangzhou, but there are no houses.

You can also see Yanyun's lonely smoke in the desert, the sunset over the long river, and no one else.

You can also experience the snow in Qinchuan, but there is still no one else.

Among them, Hidden Valley is located at the edge of the map.

At present, the guild residences of the major foreign servers on the map of the eight wastelands are basically located on the southernmost side of the map of the eight wastelands, it's just the distance between them.

The location of the Takeda Club happens to be the Japanese service guild closest to the national service guild.

This is also the reason why national server players are keen to harass the Takeda Club's residence. Without him, it is a close word.

If you die on other maps, you can be resurrected nearby and fight again.

In the Eight Desolation Map, that is basically a no-brainer.

Even if they are killed in battle, they can only be resurrected from the resident area of ​​the guild they belong to.

Of course, you can also resurrect from other guilds, but the premise is that they have opened the authority to you.

This is also the reason why the major guilds in the national server now allow players to play this kind of "wandering war".

After thinking for a long time, Takeda still gritted his teeth and ordered in the channel:
"Recycle all the recyclable construction materials and withdraw them from Hidden Valley. Let's go to the vicinity of the Showa Society."

He figured it out, it was basically impossible to build the guild residence of the Takeda Club in the hidden valley.

In this case, it is better to stop the loss in time and start anew.

So he thought of the Showa Society.

Bianhua determined the leadership of the national server by virtue of the first battle of the Japanese server.

And the Showa Association also determined the command of the Japanese service through the battle of the Japanese service.

So Takeda thought of the Showa Association, although these guilds formed an alliance only to resist the national uniform together.

But he believes that Showa will refuse, and Takeda will start a new stove near its guild residence.

Soon, the Takeda Society withdrew from Hidden Valley as a whole, leaving only the wreckage on the ground.

Not long after the Takeda Club evacuated, the sound of horseshoes sounded in the valley, and it was the newspaper seller who was waiting for a group of people.

Looking at Yingu like a mouse passing through a warehouse, the newspaper seller was dumbfounded.

"Damn it, I haven't gotten my mother's revenge yet. The labor and management ran in Bahuang for several hours today, but you told me to run away."

Seeing the tearful newspaper seller, everyone present couldn't help but laugh.

Bai Boshui thought for a while and said, "It's okay to sell newspapers. Little Japan can run away from monks but not temples. Don't cry."

"You don't understand, you don't understand this feeling, it's too fucking unbearable."

"Labor and capital are going to assassinate!"

The more he thinks about selling newspapers, the more angry he is. He has worked so hard to go back and forth for so long, isn't it just for revenge.

You must know that the distance from the residence of the Flower Guild on the other side to Hidden Valley is not too short.

Since there is no teleportation array, the national server players have to travel long distances from the Bianhua resident, which takes about half an hour.

And on this trip, the newspaper seller walked twice, twice.

As a result, when they arrived at Hidden Valley, what they saw was a messy Hidden Valley resident.

You said who to seek revenge for selling newspapers now, not to mention whether you can find the residence of the Takeda Club again.

Even if you find it, how much time will it take?

It's like someone throws shit at you and you want to get back.

As a result, when you bent down to pick up shit and were about to smash it back, you found that the person who smashed you ran away, ran away
You looked at the shit in your hand in despair, then licked the shit on your face, that feeling.
Selling newspapers feels like this now, if it weren't for the man's spine not allowing him to cry, he might have to go crazy now.

"Little Japan! I love your grandma!"

The newspaper seller murmured this sentence silently, and gradually clenched the hand holding the spear unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)