[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

The night was very humid, and the land ravaged by extremely high-temperature rolling thunder made the air a little dull. The boy in Sandia was protected by the black-haired youth in his arms, pointing the route from time to time, with anxiety and a hint of excitement in his eyes.

White dots representing NPCs appeared in front of the map—there were also some red dots. In terms of quantity, the red dots were obviously more than the white dots, and they had the upper hand in the fight.

Xia Chuan didn't want to get involved in the fight between NPCs.After all, beating someone from an NPC is always more painful than beating someone from a player, and the skin is always thicker than that from a player.If it is not handled well, it will be killed by a large number of NPCs. Unless it is a mission, most players are not willing to get involved in the battle between NPCs.

Of course, the same exceptions are made for the profitable NPCs in the battle.

For example, if you help kill a certain party, you will get top-quality equipment or something. Even if you are hated by an NPC in a main city, the player is willing to help.

Xia Chuan consciously stopped, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Don't go! That's the advance team!" The young man's hands were tightly wrapped around Xia Chuan's collar, his knuckles were white due to too much force, he withdrew from Xia Chuan's arms and grabbed Xia Chuan's sleeves, "Can you save him?" them!"

Xia Chuan glanced at the dozen or so white dots left on the map, with a blank expression on his face, he snorted casually: "Then who will save my companion?"

I guess the guy can still struggle for a while.

The black-haired young man stared at the direction where the lightning flashed, thought for a few seconds, and then walked quickly towards the group of white spots.

The person who will be sent to invite them should not be an idiot, I hope he will know what he means by clicking a little - even if the other party is just a young boy.

He has the intention to help Sandia, but he also needs the trust of Sandia.

An alliance with only interests may be strong but certainly not stable.He didn't want to do free work for others, and be bitten back after doing everything.

If the Juicer could come back in time, it wouldn't work if the Sandia didn't recognize their strength.After all, the opponent is Enilo, so if you don't want to be able to push the boss, it would be nice to be able to escape.

……

Juicer looked at the teammate's task progress prompted by the system, and his vertical pupils shrunk into a thin line stimulated by the thunder light turned for a moment, then suddenly turned and plunged into the dark woods.

The thunderball didn't have time to turn—perhaps because it was a little far away from its owner, it slammed into the not-so-steep but not-so-smooth cliff ahead.

It won't be too strenuous to escape after getting out of the detection range.

And it can be known that Enilo has a range detection skill, and the range covered by the skill is very large.

It is impossible to sneak attack visually, so this idea can be omitted.

The juicer retreated silently, scanning the cliff wall where a huge deep pit had been blasted by the thunderball, and became more cautious.

Xia Chuan had already left the scope of his map, probably because the two were walking in opposite directions. Juicer looked at the empty map without even a red dot, tidied up his equipment, turned around and continued walking forward.

Going back now is no different from throwing yourself into a trap, and the current situation is not so bad. What he is more worried about is whether Xia Chuan will crash into the investigation circle of Enil Road and be rubbed to death directly.

In terms of Xia Chuan's mouth that deserves a beating and his slightly mocking face, it is really very possible.

The footsteps of the white-haired decadent vampire paused for a moment, then continued on.

His detection range is certainly not as wide as that of Ainil. If you stack up Ainil's detection skills, you will find him. Then maybe you won't even have the chance to go around Ainil's detection range to find Xia Chuan.

Juicer couldn't determine the location of Enilo itself, so he had to take out the map he got from Gan Fall and study it for a while, and waited until the thunder and lightning rolling in the sky gradually subsided before he packed up his equipment and went back to look for it. A lost pouncing elf.

The terrain of Apayado is not that complicated, but it still took some time to find the point where I was.

Because the escape process has been flying, it is necessary to climb one or two mountains to return to the starting point.

He didn't think flying back would be a good idea—on the premise that the other party knew he could fly, flying to the sky would obviously be a target.It was not too difficult for him to cross the mountains on foot-provided it was at night.

This is the dark hour before dawn, when not a single star can be seen.

The rock wall that had been smashed into a deep pit by the thunderball gave off a strong smell of burning, and the remaining dead leaves piled up under the feet exuded a slightly hot temperature.

Maybe tomorrow, or after the sun comes out, there will be a wildfire here.

Apayado might have become a burnt ruin. Juicer looked around and walked towards the direction where the forest was so lush that it could be said to block out the sun.

A glimmer of light appeared in the sky, and a little spot of light leaked from the gaps in the leaves, which did not have much impact on the powerful blood race.

His ears can clearly capture the sound of the insects, snakes and rats hiding in the ground starting to move.

The early morning in Apayado is more dull and humid than the juicer imagined. It seems that the transpiration of the entire dense forest occurs at this moment.

Oh, with this humidity, wildfires probably won't happen.The blood race thinks so.

Because of the environment, there are few birds, and the dawn of the forest without the sound of birds makes him a little unaccustomed.

The dense fog gradually filled the dense forest, which was beneficial to the blood race who couldn't stay in the sun for a long time, and it gave him more time to travel.

Even better, with the cover of dense fog, he was able to fly under the treetops.It's definitely faster than traveling on land, and the route is much clearer.

This thick fog is just an ordinary fog, different from the previous maze level, after the sun is fully out—maybe half an hour or an hour or so, the fog will dissipate without a trace.

The blood race was flying close to the tops of the lush forest trees, and his keen eyesight allowed him to lock on the very vague target in front of him - a raised mountain.

It was just an inconspicuous shadow that almost merged with the thick fog.

The white mist dissipated quickly, much faster than the blood race expected.In about a little more than a quarter of an hour, the dense fog dissipated completely.

The vampires who are very sensitive to sunlight had already landed in the dense forest when the fog began to gradually thin.

The white-haired blood race, who had lost their clear direction, was advancing in the forest at a not so fast speed, but the direction was not in the direction of the previous mountain.

Juicer's dark red eyes looked around.

This is an extremely flat land, and some extremely hard huge stones are scattered messily on the ground, the tallest two are as tall as him.

There is thick soil on the rocks and thin parasitic plants attached to them. Judging from the degree of erosion and coverage of the rocks by the land, it is at least more than a hundred years old.

Most of the stones are cylindrical in shape, and it may have been a city street long ago.

The city is very prosperous and rich - traces of carvings can still be seen on the stone pillars that have been corroded a lot by the wind.

The action of the juicer paused, then bent down and opened a not-so-thick layer of soil, revealing the items covered by the layer of soil.

It's an oddly shaped thing, but the juicer is recognizable at a glance.

Staff.

Maybe it's not called a staff here, but it's probably something like that.

Only a small part of the staff was exposed - the end with the gemstone inlaid, and the lower part was still stuck under the soil layer.

The juicer tentatively shook the head of the staff, and finally gave up the idea of ​​digging out the staff.Because the lower part of the staff is very long, it should be a full-body staff.

It's not good news that something like a staff appears in this kind of place.

This means that maybe there really was some kind of theocracy here—and in connection with Skypia's theocracy, Juicer began to doubt whether Xia Chuan could really complete the main line of this world.

The main task cannot be abandoned and can be divided into stages.

After leaving this dungeon, the main mission will not show failure, but will send you back to this dungeon after an unknown amount of time to continue completing the mission.

Juicer didn't think he would have the chance to wait until the next time Xia Chuan came.

Xia Chuan, who has lost the only auxiliary force he can absolutely trust, is definitely the result of death and death when facing Ai Nilu.

Maybe when necessary, he should give up something in exchange for the smooth progress of Xia Chuan's main line.

And those things are not so precious to him.

Such as Rebirth Inverse Cross.

The people called gods in this dungeon will also age and die, but they have a longer lifespan.

Most intelligent species have resistance and aversion to death, but the difference is whether the emotion is strong or not.

Maybe Anilu would be interested in the rebirth props-as for whether NPCs can use them, he doesn't know, but he can still try his best.

Regardless of whether Anilu Xiang believes it or not, it is certain that he has a certain interest in him, and it should not be too much to ask for a little bit.Moreover, it is not known whether there will be any strange developments in the vague task on him.

After all, what the virtual world's planning team likes most is to see players running back and forth while swearing and immersing themselves in the plot.

It's bad, but I have to admit that the replayability is very high, because most of the time you will not guess what you will be assigned to do next.

Players' enthusiasm for games and producers' constant innovation are the soul of a game's development.

The most valuable thing is that they can also intrigue with NPCs and stumbling each other. There was once a player who competed with NPCs and became the grand duke of an empire.

Maybe he will become Skypia's god if he fights with Enel...

Kidding.

The juicer made a mark on the 3D map, looked at the surrounding environment for a while, and silently imprinted it in his heart, turned around and continued to drive in the previous direction.

Xia Chuan still needs his help.