National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

In the end, Jiang Yuan and the others still didn't go anywhere to play.

It doesn’t matter if the place is boring, as long as your phone works.

A black-tech mobile phone that can be connected to the Internet and open games anytime and anywhere. It is highly recommended by Dangdang Mozu Young Master and Teyvat Tianli. You deserve it.

But they didn't actually play the game either.

They first opened a chat group that Jiang Yuan and the other three had forgotten about a long time ago.

I could think of this because Niu Hei suddenly asked if Jiang Yuan and the others had joined a group some time ago. After saying a few words, they stopped speaking.

After hearing what he said, Jiang Yuan and the other three remembered that they had been pulled into a group by Dark.

He also performed a scene that shocked people by revealing his identity on the spot.

After that, due to a series of events, they never went in again.

"oops!"

Pamon slapped his thigh.

"What's the share that guy Dark said?"

Jiang Yuan moved his legs to the side: "It doesn't matter, we have his friends."

"Ouch!" Paimon slapped his thigh again, "Are there so many people in the group? Jiang Yuan, you have so many fans!"

Yes, there are actually zero more people in the group than last time. I don’t know where Dark got so many people to join the group.

And judging from the content of the chat in the group, they seemed to be sincerely willing to follow him, a young demon master they might have never met before.

"There are so many people, can I hold an auction in the group to sell some things?"

Paimon stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Yuan's leg: "What a great idea! You can also share the milk tea!"

Although they seemed to have experienced more than one thing in the past two days, in fact, the mission time limit was not over yet.

About half a day left?

Jiang Yuan almost forgot about this.

After all, if he felt that he really needed someone to help, the system couldn't do nothing, even if he didn't have any chance to summon him.

More importantly, he ran from the organization's territory to the Golden Crow tribe, returned to the organization's territory to meet the organization's boss, ran into darkness again, and went to a comic exhibition with his friends. Finally, he returned to the organization's territory and was arranged to disguise himself as a demon. The young master of the clan...

In just a few days, Jiang Yuan, who originally wanted to go to the organization to share milk tea with its members, did not find this opportunity.

I thought I couldn't find a chance to continue the task, so I could just wait for the settlement...

This group chat does provide a new channel for completing tasks.

"Milk tea made by the young master himself? You don't have to work hard on yourself. Whatever you need, we will find it for you!"

Lu Hei on the side heard Jiang Yuan's plan through Jiang Yuan's words.

"No need," Jiang Yuan waved his hand, "I don't need anything, I mainly just want to have fun."

"I'm quite curious how many people in the group would want to taste milk tea, and I'm even more curious about how they would react after drinking it."

Luhei and Niuhei had seen what strange-flavored milk tea was like, and even tasted it themselves.

They were silent for a moment.

It wasn't until Jiang Yuan edited a paragraph to post in the group that someone suddenly started.

"My lord!"

Niu Hei said loudly and firmly.

"If you need it, I can drink it for you!"

Jiang Yuan looked up at him in surprise.

Niu Hei continued seriously: "If the young master wants people to buy it, I can also bid with other people in the group to buy it and drink it for you to see!"

"Wow!" Paimon exclaimed, giving a thumbs up to Niuhei, "And you, my friend, you are the real warrior!"

"...It's not necessary," Jiang Yuan refused again, "It's just to kill time."

"Okay, you all sit down, I'll chat with people in the group for a while."

"Yes!" "Okay young master!"

At this moment, everything is covered in the chat group.

Some said they wanted to see the young master in person, some said they were loyal to the young master, and...

He asked confusedly who the young master was, thinking that he had just randomly joined a chat group.

Jiang Yuan sent the edited words.

"Traveler·Blackening: Sells various flavors of milk tea, the flavor is random, and the maker himself doesn't know the flavor."

"Traveler·Blackening: The quantity is limited, if you want to buy it, hurry up, the one with the highest price will get it."

At first, I didn’t recognize the person who suddenly started an auction in the group, and I wasn’t sure about the taste of the items he was selling. Half of the replies in the group ignored him and kept talking about the original topic, while the other half expressed the same meaning in different tones. .

To put it nicely, who are you?

The rude thing to say is: Who are you sending it to?

Paimon laughed loudly on the side, and even slapped Jiang Yuan's thigh with his hand: "Your fan group, the group didn't recognize you."

She slightly restrained her smile under Jiang Yuan's gaze.

After a moment, she laughed even louder.

"Why are you looking at me? It's them who don't recognize you, not me," she rolled her eyes, "How about you take a selfie of yourself with a kind smile to prove your identity?"

"I don't think so."

Jiang Yuan enlarged the light screen that appeared above the mobile phone and dragged it to Paimeng's eyes.

If you don't recognize him the first time, someone will.

For example, Dark seemed to be quite free and playing with his mobile phone not long after the separation.

Another example is the deer black and the cow black right next to each other.

The message Dark posted in the group was normal and helped Jiang Yuan prove his identity.

However, both Jiang Yuan and Paimon felt that he was laughing and finding it funny.

Compared to Dalke, Niu Hei and Lu Hei were very dissatisfied with the attitude of the group.

After Dalke proved Jiang Yuan's identity, there was a brief silence in the group.

During this quiet time, messages about the two of them filled the group screen.

The one said he didn't even recognize the young master himself, and the other said he dared to be disrespectful to the young master, just wait.

As they talked, the two people pointed their spears at Dark, the founder of this group.

If he hadn't brought so many people in casually, would there be someone who didn't recognize Jiang Yuan and had a bad attitude?

Dark didn't reply, and he seemed to be snooping on the phone.

At this time, the members of the group who were really interested in the "Young Master of the Demon Clan" became excited.

They expressed their guilt for not recognizing the young master himself, and were sufficiently curious about the milk tea Jiang Yuan mentioned.

It's not just that the milk tea comes from Jiang Yuan's hands.

Or because people are curious, and other races are no exception.

Isn’t there a saying that curiosity killed the cat?

Jiang Yuan believed that even if he said it was a milk tea with a unique and weird taste, some people would still be interested.

Of course, these milk teas won't kill anyone. The worst thing about drinking them is that they make people doubt their life.

Well, now there is another question.

He privately chatted with Dahlke: "How do you sell things to others?"

"The group has a teleportation function." Dark replied.