Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan turned sideways, revealing the house number blocked by his body, "I live here."

"I'm going! No way! Brother! There's a bug in the game? The people living in the slums are either rookies, Muggles, or defectors. This game must have been brain-twitched, and it actually put you here?!" Cui Hao looked at the door plate, He looked at Fu Yan again with a look of shock.

Fu Yan calmed down a lot, and he knew that this garbage game was unbearable!

But what is the 'guild community' this kid is talking about?

This broken game doesn't even give a novice guide.

Fu Yan: "What are the 'guilds' and 'communities' you mentioned just now?"

Cui Hao looked surprised, "Brother, every player has a novice guide when they come in, don't you?"

Fu Yan took a deep breath, resisting the urge to mess up this garbage game, and said through gritted teeth: "Now, there, there is."

Everyone else has it, but he doesn't have it. This crazy game is really aimed at him.

Cui Hao could hear the anger in Fu Yan's tone, and changed the subject wisely, "There is actually no difference between a guild and a community, it's just for the convenience of management."

"The horror game is actually divided into two parts, the copy and the community."

"Dungeon, brother, you have already experienced it. It is the magic cave that eats people without spitting out bones. The community is a place for players to rest. When players do not enter the dungeon, they will stay in the community."

"There are tens of thousands of communities in the horror game. For the convenience of management, each community has established its own guild. According to the development and construction of the community, the guild is divided into three levels: high, medium, and low."

"The guild you are in now is called 'Death Thirteen District'. It was also a high-level guild that was in the limelight back then, but for some unknown reason, all the players in this community died overnight, and this guild fell. Now here There is not even a person in charge, worse than the lowest guild, and everyone now calls it a slum."

"Brother, to be honest, this place is not suitable for you, why don't you transfer to our guild. Although our guild has a smaller community, poorer conditions, and fewer players, it is better than here! Seeing that you live in This place where the birds don't shit, I'm so heartbroken that I can't suck it! ii..."

As soon as Cui Hao finished speaking, a lump of bird droppings fell from the sky, almost hitting his face.

Cui Hao: "..."

Fu Yan: "..."

"I suddenly feel that this place is also very good." Fu Yan is getting old, and this kind of exaggerated green tea-style performances will affect his eyesight if he watches too much.

Cui Hao hurriedly said: "Don't, brother! This place is cold and humid, and there is no sunshine all year round. It is very easy to get rheumatism. You are still young and can survive. After a few years, you will have to find these diseases when you are old."

"Also, have you seen the white fog on the edge of the community? This fog looks ordinary during the day, but it will be haunted at night..."

"Haunted?" Fu Yan became interested, "Let's talk about it."

Cui Hao cleared his throat. In front of the idol, he knew everything. "Actually, every community is barren at the beginning. Players need to use points to build a little bit. The first step in building a community is to dispel the white fog in the community."

"This fog is not dangerous during the day, it just surrounds the community and separates each community, but at night, it will turn into a black fog and invade the entire community, and at the same time release the things inside the fog."

Fu Yan: "There are ghosts in the fog?"

Cui Hao: "That's what everyone said. I haven't seen it with my own eyes. There is a sun and moon wheel in our community, and the black mist can't get in. But I have seen a person killed by the black mist. That person's flesh and blood disappeared. A piece of thin human skin, the appearance of death is extremely ugly."

Fu Yan lost interest in an instant, thinking how strong the fog was, but it turned out to be nothing special.

"What is the sun and moon wheel you are talking about?"

"No way, brother! You don't even know this. You open your control panel, click on the points mall in the upper left corner, and see the gray Taiji pattern product? That is the sun and moon wheel."

"Every community has one, hang it above the community, it will emit dazzling heat during the day, illuminating the whole community like the sun, at night it will emit a faint white light, blocking the black fog that wants to pour into the community.

According to what Cui Hao said, Fu Yan opened the points mall and found the product with the Tai Chi pattern.

He looked at the product with hesitation on his face, "Well...it's not gray."

"Ah?" Cui Hao looked suspicious, what's not gray?

Fu Yan looked at the products in the points mall, "I can use everything that is lit here, right?"

Cui Hao instantly understood what the phrase 'not grey' meant, he turned his head and stared at Fu Yan with burning eyes, his voice changed in excitement, "Brother...I can see your... Points mall... is it..."

Points Mall, like player information, belongs to personal privacy, and no one else can see it unless the player himself agrees.

Cui Hao regretted it after asking. Points mall belongs to personal privacy. It’s too impolite to ask like this. It’s all because he was too excited just now. “Brother, it’s okay.

"sure."

Before Cui Hao finished speaking, Fu Yan had already shown him his point mall.

"Damn it!" Cui Hao stared at the rows of shiny products in the Fu Yan mall, and his excited hands were almost rubbing sparks.

Is this the difference between a great god and a mortal? !

It's the same dungeon, ordinary people cleared the level and spent 100 points, and the master will have 300 million in one game!

Only a few million people in other communities can afford a sun-moon wheel, and the master alone can buy three, hang one and throw one away, and there is still one left!

Cui Hao's tears of envy flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Just now, he dared to call the great god brother and brother, what audacity!

Fu Yan looked through the points mall with great interest. There are a wide variety of products here, from household items to dungeon skill cards. As long as you want, you can find everything here, but the price is very expensive.

Of course, this is only for ordinary people. Fu Yan can afford most of the commodities here.

Fu Yan turned the page of the mall to the building category, and his eyes lingered for a long time on a magnificent vampire castle.

The price tag of Vampire Castle is 300 million points, which is just enough for him.

That's all, since he hasn't been a vampire yet.

Fu Yan clicked to confirm the transaction. Seeing that Fu Yan's points were cleared, Cui Hao said in surprise, "Brother! What did you buy?"

Fu Yan folded his arms around his chest and motioned Cui Hao to look forward with his eyes.

I saw that the dilapidated unfinished building had disappeared, and a magnificent European-style castle surrounded by roses stood in front of me instantly.

Cui Hao was stunned by the scene in front of him and remained silent for a while. He had only seen such a magnificent castle before in high-end communities.

At this time, a prompt box pops up on Fu Yan's control panel:

[The recycling price of the equipment 'dilapidated unfinished building' is 1 point. Will the player recycle it? 】

One point? Who do you look down on!

Without further ado, Fu Yan clicked Recycle.

No way, he is so diligent and thrifty with his family.

"Brother, 300 million points, you have used them to buy castles, what about the sun and the moon? You should save some money for crossing the river, now you are winning the limelight, and you don't have the protection of the guild. How much will you get in the next dungeon?" People are going to block you, you should at least save some money and buy skill cards!"

Cui Hao looked at the cleared points and was heartbroken, like an old father who had nothing to do with his prodigal son.

Fu Yan waved his hand perfunctorily, "I don't need those, do you have anything else to do? I'm going to sleep."

Cui Hao: "..."

He felt that his idol had crossed the river and demolished the bridge.