The first red name is forced to open [hologram]

Bai Jiashu let go of his nervousness, and still sat beside Zhai Zhen and looked at the computer. This brief introduction about the new map should be regarded as a company confidential document, but he did not mean to shy away from others at all.

In addition, because of the Xihai Dragon Clan group who were punished in the last battle, Huanjie specially updated the relevant measures to deal with cheating, and the restrictions on the guild were also stricter.

He was holding Zhai Zhen's mouse and playing with Zhai Zhen's computer, without even realizing it, the distance between the two had become unbelievably close.

"What is this?" Bai Jiashu asked, pointing to a drawing.

Zhai Zhen explained to him: "The development plan for new vehicles, the update of flying props is already on the pre-track, and will be incorporated into the game soon."

Bai Jiashu recalled the situation in his previous life, and said, "A four-seater helicopter, a 20-seater passenger plane?"

"There are also unmanned fighter jets, underwater detection submarines, large and small sea ships, periscopes, etc."

Bai Jiashu was dumbfounded. When he died in his previous life, only a few planes had just been updated in the fantasy world. During that time, the players in the fantasy world were afraid of being bombed. They had to be on guard for a pot falling from the top of their heads anytime, anywhere. The roar of the motor scattered and fled.

But now, when flying and diving tools have not been refreshed, no one will be vigilant about the top and bottom of the head.

The two talked for a long time about the future of the fantasy world, and the time passed by, and it was already nine o'clock.The sky outside the window was dark, and the street lamps in the villa area gave off soft light. Bai Jiashu suddenly stopped and tilted his head to look at Zhai Zhen who was beside him.

When the two looked at each other, he suddenly made a suggestion: "Do you want to stay and play games together?"

If this was proposed by other people, Bai Jiashu would probably refuse, but this person is Zhai Zhen, and he agreed.

Not going home at night, sharing a room with a strange man, or playing games, it's subtle to think about.

Bai Jiashu put on the new holographic helmet, lay comfortably on the bench and logged in his ID. Zhai Zhen was sitting on the sofa not far from him. The distance between the two was only the length of a wire.

He took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to convince himself to focus on the light screen that lit up in front of him. As his gaze changed, his perspective became samadhi, and he finally realized that it was snowing in the game.

The snow in the fantasy world is different from reality, it will not absorb heat and melt into water, making the ground muddy.The light snowflakes fell from the sky, and the source could not be seen. Instead, they looked like floating goose feathers, light and weightless, and fell all over the roof in a short while.

Many players stopped to watch, and the young ones even built snowmen on the open space in the city.

Bai Jiashu stood quietly on the road, he stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes falling from the sky fell on his palm one after another.

【Ordinary Snow Flakes】: 1 pixel.

Bai Jiashu laughed.

There are often all kinds of weather in the fantasy world, windy, rainy, thunderous, and lightning. Players don't think it's strange. They should do tasks and do tasks, and they should fight in a big fight.

The non-existent white snow gradually buried the city like a quilt. By the time the players reacted, the city was already trapped in the ice like a snow cave in the North Pole.

The shops were closed one by one, and the NPC was wrapped in a cotton jacket and sneezed: "It's cold, what business is it, money or life is more important, go and go."

The players were stunned and were blocked from the shop.

At the same time, the gates of the city were closed unknowingly, the inter-city transmission method was cancelled, all the business of the city hall was suspended, and the only players wandering on the road were the players who were pale and emaciated from hunger.

Those who have joined the guild are much better off, they have a roof to withstand the wind and snow, but players without a guild can only watch those people sitting in front of the stove roasting monster meat, the air is filled with the smell of burnt meat, and their saliva Flow into a river.

And the system prompts are more ruthless.

[According to the Illusory World Meteorological Observatory, the latest wave of strong cold air has hit, and the third district server has ushered in heavy snowfall. The heavy snow has closed the city, and all traffic methods have been suspended. The heavy snow is expected to last for a week, and all shops will not be open during the period. 】

Some players asked, what about our food sources.

The system answered like this.

[The players support themselves. 】

Crowd:! ! !

This heavy snow reminded everyone of the fear of critical energy on the first day of server opening. In order not to repeat the tragic fate of being starved to death, the players temporarily put aside their fighting and competitive spirit, and began to work together - shoveling snow.

The snow was nearly 1.2 meters deep, and almost everyone was buried in it. People from the whole city mobilized together to dig a trench between the city lord's mansion and the gate of the city one after another, allowing only one person to pass through.

Then open up farmland in some high-lying places, allowing players with farming skills to grow crops.Fortunately, the crops in the fantasy world are different from reality, and they can bloom and bear fruit in 2 hours.

So this often happens:

"Grass, who picked my corn cobs, get out!"

"Three apples are exchanged for one full of 98K, love to exchange or not."

"You want my bread even if you have a broken helmet. Keep your eyes open and see. It's buttered and bacon sandwiched. If you don't have it, you won't sell it!"

Bai Jiashu can be regarded as a group of people who have food reserves. Although not everyone can do things like planning for a rainy day, there are always people with delicate thoughts who will make plans early.

There are 50+ bread and 34+ sausages in his backpack, which cannot be said.

During the days when he was unable to fight monsters and do tasks, Bai Jiashu did not guard the farmland like others, but took a shovel to shovel snow at the gate of the Guild resident of Glory. Go down and break most of the ice.

As long as the other members of Glory are online, most of them are doing coolies like him, working non-stop.

Database is among them.

It was the first time for most ordinary players to see him face-to-face in the competition, probably because the aura of the great god in the weekdays was too dazzling, and seeing him working with ordinary people felt particularly frightening.

"I actually use the same shovel as Database!"

"I don't know if he has a girlfriend or a boyfriend."

"God D actually has two eyes and one mouth!"

Amidst the noisy discussions, more and more players were plowing snow near the guild's resident. This area was quickly cleaned up, which also led to Glory thriving. There was such a small house exposed in the white snow. .

Bai Jiashu lowered his head and focused on shoveling the snow. He didn't make much selfless dedication, just because some crystals were occasionally found in the crevices of the snow. This is a panacea for improving the attributes of equipment and weapons.

However, due to the extremely low temperature, when a person's legs stand in the snow, every time a critical value is reached, the whole body freeze Dbuff will be triggered, and he will be unable to move for 30 seconds.

Bai Jiashu happened to dig a green-grade crystal, and was just about to bend down to pick it up, when suddenly there was a click in his head, his legs made a clicking sound as if frozen, and then he couldn't move.

Maintained in a strange posture of bending over, buttocks and one leg alone.

Even though he is in the city now, it is difficult to keep a big red name to take the opportunity to sneak attack. Bai Jiashu's eyes were fixed on the green crystal on the ground, and he almost fired the laser eye to burn it.

However, in the next second, a pair of hands picked it up.

"Too careless, there is no way to solve Daxue's frozen buff."

Zhai Zhen didn't know when he appeared next to him. Bai Jiashu couldn't move, but he couldn't speak either, but his face was slowly turning red.

Zhai Zhen looked at his strange posture, without saying a word, raised his hand, reached his armpit, moved the figure aside like an ice sculpture, and leaned against the snowdrift.

Bai Jiashu, bent over and pouting his buttocks, lay in the snow, watching Zhai Zhen take his original position and calmly - shovel the snow.

Many female players looked over, hoping to talk to him clearly in their eyes, but they dared not invite him because of Database's appearance and strength.

Only a small number of courageous people came forward and asked in a low voice if they could shovel snow with him.

Bai Jiashu was lying immobile in the snow with black lines all over his face. God knows when everyone became so enthusiastic about this kind of public welfare action?

hello, can you shovel snow with me

I will give you half of my snow shovel.

Let's dig a Kangzhuang snow road tunnel together.

Regardless of whether it will melt tomorrow or not, it is my wish to shovel snow with you today.

Nonsence.

Bai Jiashu was full of random thoughts, and Zhai Zhen stopped his movements after being accosted. He put down the snow shovel, and a few snow flakes fell on his face, which made his dark eyes more restrained.

His eyes were cold and clear, and his voice was as cold as ice and snow: "Thank you, no need."

The female player was rejected mercilessly. Although the onlookers complained, none of them dared to challenge him.They stared at Zhai Zhen, seeming to be curious about whom such a No. 1 hero would choose to stand by.

But Zhai Zhen disappointed most of the people. Holding a snow shovel, he stood next to the frozen baika tree to shovel snow.

The buff's time limit has expired, Bai Jiashu tried to move his hands and feet, sat up from the snowdrift, and stretched out a hand in front of him.

Regardless of Zhai Zhen, the eyes of the crowd watching were enough to chop Bai Jiashu into a squirrel mandarin fish.

As for Zhai Zhen and Bai Jiashu in front of him, he couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, deep and silent, he pulled him up, threw the green crystal over casually, and then looked away.

Bai Jiashu didn't think too much about it. He stood up and shook the snow particles falling on his body, inserted/inserted the shovel into the snowdrift again, and looked around. There were only the two of them left in this small area.

"Is this a special way of playing for the season?" Bai Jiashu asked.

"This is just one part of making the fantasy world simulate reality." Zhai Zhen replied.

Bai Jiashu suddenly realized, that's right, just now some news media criticized Fantasy World as a killing game, and their coming out like this is enough to show their rich worldview, and they were slapped in the face.

He thought about the implication of the operation of the fantasy world planning team in his heart, and forgot at all that the person beside him who was shoveling snow was sitting a few steps away from him in reality.

The two were so close, it seemed as if they were about to bump into each other when they stood up.

The closure of the city by Blizzard is just a small episode in the fantasy world. After the ice and snow melted, the missions and battles have not changed at all. It is just recorded by someone with a heart. On the day when the heavy snow continued, Sanmai and Database shoveled the snow all night .

The author has something to say: I’m back, I’m sorry I’ve been away for so long on my honeymoon, my wisdom teeth were pulled out two days ago, half of my cheeks are swollen and my mouth is broken, I’m not in a good condition.

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 70 bottles of Brother Umbrella and Little Mimei; 9 bottles of Little Bingbing under the Moon; 3 bottles of Little Shy;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Junan 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: today, my wife did not update 30 bottles; Junan, Han Wenqing’s small purse evil, floating dream, monologue 10 bottles; cake 6 bottles; blue bird 1 bottle;