These are not elves

Swishing, swishing, swishing, Kelandor only felt a flash in front of his eyes. The wood brought back by the players was scattered in all directions, wooden houses were rising from the ground, and wooden walls were also erected.

Kelandor looked dumbfounded, which was a bit too much.

In a matter of seconds, a small village was built around the World Tree.

"Well, it's great. This system is really magical. From now on, this place will be called Traxi. It has the same name as me. It's great. I'll continue to study it. Kelandor, you can do whatever you want." After speaking, Traxi I stayed home again.

A gust of wind blew, and Kelandor felt so redundant.

The players on the other side also found the place mentioned in the mission. Sure enough, there were countless potholes, so densely packed that most people would look like they had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Let me go, these little guys are really too wild. Aren't they afraid of being dug down?" Black Mist looked at this scene in shock.

"No, what we need to focus on now is another aspect, how do we catch the prairie dog?" Qingxiang Fish Ball said solemnly.

Looking at the numerous potholes, the three of them looked bewildered.

After a while, other players also arrived here one after another. The players stared at the potholes and the marmots that came out from time to time.

"Grab it, grip it, it's just close."

"I'm sorry, whoever is bumping into me is looking for death!"

"Ah ah ah, I can't stop the car, get out of the way!!"

It was a mess here for a while. Let alone catching the groundhog, many of our own people were injured first, mostly tripping over pits.

The three of them, Qingxiang Fish Ball, did not go up with the large army to catch the prairie dogs. Instead, they squatted aside and thought of ideas. However, they couldn't come up with a solution after thinking for a long time.

"Hahahaha, I caught it, I caught it."

At this moment, a player caught a woodchuck, and then tragedy happened. A squealing sound was heard, and the woodchuck bit the man's hand.

"Crap, wipe, wipe, let go!" The player screamed strangely, shouting in a tone of voice that was about to cry.

The prairie dog also gave up when he saw the situation, and ran back to the hole, leaving only a player covering his hands and wailing.

Seeing this scene, all the players shuddered and slowed down their movements. It sounded painful.

"What can we do? Is it possible that so many of us are so useless that we can't even catch a mouse?" Qingxiang Fish Ball's face was filled with frustration.

Suddenly a little soldier's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "I have an idea, you two come with me!"

After saying that, the little soldier turned around and ran away. Qingxiang Yuwan and Heiwu Gungun looked at each other. Although they didn't know what the little soldier was thinking, they still followed them.

I saw a little soldier running into the woods and lying on the ground to find a stone. Then he found a wooden stick and tied them together with a cane.

"Look at this!" A little soldier raised the weapon in his hand mysteriously.

"This thing?" Qingxiang Fish Ball rubbed his chin, already having a guess in his mind.

"Could it be?" Black Mist Gungun also reacted, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

"Yes, this is Whac-a-Mole!" said a little soldier, patting his chest.

"Meow!"

"Meow!"

The two of them praised each other, and the little soldier was extremely proud.

With the method in hand, Qingxiang Yuwan and Heiwu Gunguan also made their own stone hammers after a while, and the three of them returned to the prairie dog's lair with high spirits.

Players are still running around catching rats. From time to time, a lucky person will catch them and get bitten. Basically, there is no change.

"The three of us are in a trap, let's see who can fight faster!" A little soldier was ready to show off his skills.

The three of them found a pit each and carefully lay down on the edge of the pit with their buttocks raised.

Other players also discovered the three people who were behaving strangely. When they saw the stone hammers in the hands of the three people and the potholes in front of them, everyone showed their original expressions. It turned out that this game was Whac-a-Mole.

"Squeak."

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