Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

Chen Bei thought about the proposal.

For him, the price of five game coins is completely affordable.

So he made a decision directly and made the decision on the spot.

Zero Degree: [Okay, I'll buy the privilege right now and move directly next to your dormitory. We will be neighbors from now on. ]

Xuemi: [Yeah! I'm so happy, it feels like getting married and moving into a new house. ]

Chen Bei set off, went to the privilege store, and purchased the privilege of moving.

I thought I could move there directly, but I didn't expect it would take some time.

You have to clear the game once and return to the dormitory next time before you can move in place.

In other words, during this holiday, Chen Bei still has to stay in this dormitory building.

Chen Bei told Xuejian about this, and the other party was slightly disappointed, but he could only accept it.

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That night.

Chen Bei fell asleep very late. His consciousness was blurry at first, and then quickly became awake.

As soon as I opened my eyes, what appeared in front of me was a spectacular and vast scene of snow-capped mountains.

At the foot of Chenbei is part of the mountain range.

The pure white snow and the dark rocks form a sharp contrast.

The undulating ridge trend is like a vigorous and majestic silver dragon, about to soar into the sky.

The wind on the top of the mountain was very strong, and it was freezing cold on my body.

It's all so real.

But Chen Bei knew that this was actually an illusion, or a dream!

"Where are you? You didn't let me sleep well at night and dragged me into my dream."

Chen Bei looked around.

A figure walked up the ridge, with a slicked back hair, casual clothes, and a handsome face like a male model.

It is the legendary player Noir Madrigal.

Chen Bei is used to this. His mind is like a hotel, and anyone can stay in it for a while.

If this continues, sooner or later there will be split personality.

"To be honest, I don't bother to bring you in because you are a disgrace."

Night Pastoral walked to the top of the mountain, looked into the distance, and looked at the scenery in front of him with admiration.

Then continues:

"I can use my mind to create various dream scenes. The salt lake before and the snow-capped mountains now are all places I wanted to go to before."

"Did you love traveling before?" Chen Bei asked along.

"I want to go, but conditions don't allow it. Some plans are always plans and cannot be put into practice."

"The scenery you create with your thoughts is almost the same as the real scenery."

“If you can’t reach where your heart is with your feet, you have to give your thoughts wings.”

Dark Night Pastoral nodded his head.

Chen Bei teased: "You are quite poetic, but I guess you didn't bring me here just to talk about this."

"Well, my real intention is to give you some extra lessons and bring your strength to a higher level. In the last game, you were in danger and forced me to take action. In fact, it shouldn't have happened."

"Make-up classes...I hate making-up classes."

"I hate giving you extra lessons too!"

"My dislike is definitely greater than your dislike."

"..."

The two grown men dislike each other.

Black Night Pastoral sighed, adjusted his mentality, and continued: "You have many problems. The biggest problem at this stage is actually the combination of skills. This is the main problem that needs to be solved this time. As for other things, we will talk about it later. ”

"Skill matching?" Chen Bei tilted his head slightly.

"Your current skill mix is ​​too balanced, or too greedy. You want everything. It seems to be comprehensive, but in fact it doesn't stand out. Your skills cover attack, freezing, lightning, recovery, and storage. The strength...the coordination is too low, and every move is different."

"When you say that, it seems like that's what happened."

"No matter how real it is, this is a game after all. There are concepts of 'skill groups' and combos. They need to be matched with game ideas to create coordination between skills and amplify benefits. In addition, there must be trade-offs in direction. First make it clear what direction you want to take.”

"for example?"

"I will show you a set of skills that I have used for a long time. What I pursue is quick one-on-one kills. Kill the enemy in one go without giving the opponent a chance to come back."

After Dark Night Pastoral finished speaking, he opened his arms.

A set of equipment emerged, arming him from head to toe. These equipment looked like high-end goods and had a stylish look.

Black Night Pastoral's left hand is free, and his right hand holds a submachine gun with a shoulder strap. Behind his back, leaning on his shoulder, is an ancient-style horizontal sword with a dragon pattern on the scabbard.

At the same time as his "gorgeous transformation".

In the open space on the other side, a large number of rocks were suspended and formed into a human shape, with a height of about three meters.

Obviously, this stone man is an imaginary enemy.

The stone man took the first step, grabbed a rock as big as a watermelon, and threw it towards the Night Pastoral.

Dark Night Pastoral avoided the attack, and two powers exploded from his body at the same time.

A burst of fighting spirit and a burst of mana spurted out from the left and right places behind him, forming a splash of energy glow, like a red bird opening its tail.

Whoosh!

The Night Pastoral flashed out, quickly closing the distance between the enemy and ourselves.

When he got closer, he opened his left hand and used his skills.

A huge claw appeared, with ten fingers in total. The nails were sharp and even bigger than the person himself.

In the palm of the paw, a vortex with suction was formed.

The stone man on the opposite side was forcibly pulled over and grabbed by the big claws.

The big claws squeezed down hard, causing the stone man to crunch.

While the stone man couldn't move.

Dark Night Pastoral put the submachine gun against the opponent, pressed the trigger, and shot them all cleanly.

He let go of his hand and let the submachine gun with its empty magazine fall.

Then detonate the big claw, which is also a necessary part.

boom!

The stone man was blown to pieces and staggered back.

The dark night pastoral song walked around, while making hand gestures and chanting mantras.

He creates phantom clones as he moves, and the number increases one by one until it reaches seven.

The Stone Man was about to launch a counterattack.

The seven Dark Night Pastoral unsheathed their swords at the same time and launched an attack together.

The figure and the light of the sword flickered back and forth, dazzling the eyes.

He was stunned and regarded the stone man as a dish, cutting it into eight pieces with a knife.

The seven figures dispersed, turned around at the same time, puffed up their cheeks, opened their mouths and spit out flames towards the area where the stone man was.

call!

The raging fire from seven directions enveloped the fragments of the stone man and continued to burn for more than ten seconds before it ended.

The clones dissipated one by one.

Only the real body of Night Pastoral was left. His equipment disappeared and he returned to his previous casual clothes.

Look at the unlucky stone man again. He has been burned into lava, flowing along the top of the mountain and melting the surrounding white snow.

The Night Pastoral stretched out his hand and swiped lightly, revealing skill cards one after another.

He wanted Chen Bei to see the specific combination of his murderous little combo.

"How is it? Have you opened up your pattern?"