Waste Strong Foundation

"Okay, let's continue after the commercial. Today is Friday, July 7, and the weather is hot. Driver friends, please pay attention..."

Chang Pufan solemnly placed the newly purchased pocket radio on the edge of the desk, pretending to read the publications and articles sent by his friends.

One after another, slipping and kneeling to apologize, and playing "Trash" with his son "falling off the horse", the account of "Untouched Jade Bufan" was unexpectedly "out of the circle".

Alas, the day I lost my horse—it was when I was harvesting rice in Yanchi some time ago—the past is too painful to look back on!

Now posting casually on Weibo, a bunch of unscrupulous netizens call him Pu Zhenxiang, and even more unscrupulous ones help him @《废物》production team.

Whoever it is.

The door lock turned, and his son Xiao Xiao threw his breakfast on the table, frantically pressing the central air conditioner panel to adjust the temperature, "Dad, where is my mother?"

Changpu Fanxuan pulled his slippers and came out to eat buns, "A passbook is due, and your mother goes to the bank—tsk, don't ask me too much, what does it have to do with you? Eat and eat! Read more books when you have time during the summer vacation. Playing games every day, your dad and I don't play anymore."

When he said this, his face was flushed, and he had the posture of "a villain's success".

For no other reason, my son really did well in the college entrance examination this time. It was estimated that he could go to Tsinghua University, and he was admitted to Peking University next door.

Xiao Xiao poured mung bean porridge into a bowl, thought for a while and said, "I guess I can't play "Trash" today, I'll go out and watch a movie."

Chang Pufan: "Oh... Today is Friday, daily maintenance?"

Xiao Xiao: "It seems not. Everyone was offline on Wednesday afternoon, and a brief maintenance announcement was posted on the official website until midnight. It has never been maintained for such a long time before. I don't know what to update. Uh... ...I'll check the official website again."

In the center of the homepage of the official website is still a panda cub bowing at 90 degrees, with a cute pink grass logo pasted on its head.

There is no new notification for more than 40 hours, showing cuteness has no effect, and the discussion area has long been occupied by salted fish paralysis emoji packs.

[Hey, is Mr. Fei there?I’m going to die without FW playing (crying)]

[Be wary of new types of online scams (Fist) Dog planning has cultivated the habit of working online for six hours a day, and this is it now? ]

[@[email protected]@Production Team Are You There? Are You There?]

[If the server can be opened today, I will directly copy all the IDs in the comment area [-] times]

Xiao Xiao played with one hand on the phone, and it was difficult to refresh it, so she simply clicked on the ID copy post after breakfast to help.

At this time, he found that the number of comments on this post increased sharply, and they were all on the live broadcast of @楼主仙时.

Hiss, there is something wrong with the landlord's mouth.

[20210716 Update: The version is updated to 0.4.1, and the new map [Danzhu Tribe] can be unlocked...]

[20210716 Maintenance Compensation: The total temporary maintenance time due to the overload and damage of the original server is 41 hours. The new server has not yet been fully stabilized, and the number of online users has been temporarily reduced to 500. After the server is stabilized, a full server compensation package will be issued. 】

It's opened, but not fully opened.

Can the server be easily scrapped?

As expected of Mr. Fei who tried his best to lose money making games.

As qualified leeks, players are often worried about how to maintain capital and make profits after the public beta of "Trash".

Generally, the server is opened on the hour, and within a few minutes, Xiao Xiao quickly clicked on the announcement details link, and found that this time, due to the small number of people who can be online at the same time, the requirements for internal test players are particularly high, must be above level 8, and Possess special magical powers such as controlling fire and lighting.

After the college entrance examination, he followed a strategy game of UP master embossed toilet paper, and all the conditions were fully satisfied.

Hey, what kind of movie are you watching? Put on your VR equipment and queue up for a spot!

……

Most of the players who meet the conditions for this update are old players who got the equipment in the first batch of the first test or the second test.

Because it takes a lot of time to practice special supernatural powers, and it is often impossible to have both daily tasks to upgrade and draw SSR appearances, so not only veteran players, but also hardcore players who are patient, persistent, have a certain ability to withstand stress, and don’t care about fancy appearances.

What Fei Mingqiu wants is this group of "soldiers" who don't like farming.

There are six small tribes allied with Danzhu, distributed in the east and south of the main city along the Yangtze River and the mountains, with different levels of development.

For example, it was discovered that his clan of concubines of rain masters was the tribe with the smallest number of people in Danzhu's hands but the strongest combat power, and everyone mastered the supernatural power of controlling water.

Another example is the Shen family who felled wood for Danzhu to build the palace altar, and there were sixteen warriors who had reached the third level of wind-dispelling supernatural powers.

It is conceivable how many fighters there are in the first class A and second class B.

If the hunter hadn't lied and exaggerated, Danzhu's people with supernatural powers could even form an army of 600 people!

The Xia Dynasty has not yet been formally established, what is the concept of an army of 600 people, it does not meet the production level of primitive society at all!

The old man who built the stone said tremblingly: "In the past few years, after the death of monsters and mountain gods, the remains were distributed among the tribes by the priests—"

Just like the various ghost skeletons that the mountain gods sent to Fei Mingqiu overnight.

The bones of the mountain gods are more precious, and mortals can obtain powerful SSR supernatural powers based on them, rather than R cards that are similar to all-in-one responses.

Fei Mingqiu crossed his fingers and propped his chin for a while, then pushed open the ghost door, and firmly caught Alpha who was full of snot and tears.

Shang Yuan picked up Alpha who was trying to complain, "Have all the players teleported?"

Alpha: "Hmm, according to the highest standard team battle configuration, divide them into six small groups, and output healing archers with everything you need."

Fei Mingqiu saw the surprised look on the eyes of the old man and the hunter, and asked, "Shouldn't it be a problem to restrain the supernatural power attribute?"

"Of course. I'm the sub-intelligence with the highest intelligence." As it spoke, it struggled and jumped to the ground, and took out two sets of clean clothes from the ghost gate.

Fei Mingqiu changed his pants, "Our biggest advantage is that Danzhu has no means of instant communication—no, it's 500 'natural disasters'."

The player who fell from the sky was a big change outside of his and Shang Yuan's plan.

I hope that these "natural disasters" are accidents that change the established future for Dijun, Danzhu, and the indigenous people.

Fei Mingqiu looked at the tie on Shang Yuan's black shirt, and continued: "However, players must destroy the formation before sunset."

Alpha's ears pricked up, and he patted his chest to reassure: "Don't worry! It's just you two, you don't need players' help here?"

Fei Mingqiu withdrew his gaze, and a light golden light flashed in his eyes, "Well... is the ghost mother still not well?"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The ghost mother's neck and palms were tied with plaster. She crossed the ghost gate and gave Shang Yuan a look. She gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, it's good that you're fine. I'm relieved as a younger sister. I'm afraid you don't know, brother. I'm just taking more business." Half a bowl of blood, don't you really want to kill him."

She had a heavy yin, and her words were intentionally or unintentionally murderous. The old man, slaves and hunters couldn't stand it and fainted one after another.

Gradually, it was getting brighter, and the guards shouted in panic when they found the agricultural officer in the distance.

The little priest in charge of playing the Divine Killing Song practiced the bronze chimes made by Shi Rongyu in a strange way, and the bells intermittently pierced through the rain and fog.

Shang Yuan picked up Fei Mingqiu who was sitting on the threshold and walked into the city, "Little A, the player is left to you, don't mess it up."

Alpha raised his paws, "Don't worry, the merchant! We promise to complete the task!"

The ghost mother stayed where she was for a moment, tore off all the plaster used for selling misery, and followed with her skirt, "Brother—wait for me."