The first military division of the holographic online game

The young NPC filled his stomach, let out a sigh of satisfaction, and the previous state of dying has dissipated a bit. He touched his bulging stomach and finally found a sense of reality. He thought he was still there a few days ago. The hunger is unbearable, and life and death are uncertain, but now he can enjoy a good meal, so that he can truly feel that he is still alive.

For all this, he must thank these people in front of him, although he did not completely let go of his guard against them.

"Thank you for saving me." The young Hua Er stood up and bent towards them: "If it wasn't for you, maybe today would be my death day."

The handsome old monk walked up to him and sat down at eye level with him. His gentle smile made people want to get closer. He stretched out his hand and patted the young man on the shoulder, with a soothing tone in his tone: "The past is over, now you Still alive, this is the most important thing, but when it comes to this, I still want to remind you, we can save you once, but we can't save you the second time, I don't know who is the person you provoked? Why are you chasing after me?"

When Hua Er heard that the handsome old man mentioned this matter, his body trembled subconsciously. The wound on the skin healed, but the wound in his heart was still bleeding. If someone mentioned it like this, it would undoubtedly be like pouring salt water on the wound , Let him realize the reality clearly, he is not out of the danger of losing his life, he is only temporarily safe, those people will definitely not let him go, and will definitely try their best to find him.

The handsome old man frowned slightly when he saw the boy's pale face suddenly, and turned to look at his teammates.

In this case, teenagers' defensiveness will increase, and because what they have experienced is too frightening, they may not be trusted.

Mo Zuo Wuhen narrowed his eyes, and stepped forward: "Don't you want to take revenge? Or to prevent future troubles?"

Hua Er shook his body and raised his head suddenly, his eyes were shining brightly, but for some reason, they quickly dimmed again.

Mo Zou Wuhen continued his efforts: "You have to know that if you don't deal with the enemy, the enemy will come and deal with you. You can escape from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. You don't want to live like a mouse hiding in hiding. I see you I have experienced a lot of pain before, didn't you intend to let the other party taste the hatred? You must know that if you want to return to a peaceful life, you must completely eliminate the danger."

Hua Er listened to Mo Zou Wuhen's words, and those words kept lingering in his mind.

"But I... don't have that ability." Hua Er gritted his teeth, suppressing his outburst of hatred: "I want to destroy them! But I'm too weak, I'm just an ordinary orc, neither a magician nor a swordsman, I can't handle them at all."

Mo Zuo Wuhen sneered lightly: "You can't do it yourself, but you can ask someone to help you."

Wall's ears trembled, and he shook his head after a while: "No one can help me, and I don't have the money to hire a team of adventurers. I only have one person, and I can't deal with them."

Despair gradually shrouded the young man's thin body. Looking at the dejected NPC, Mo Zuo Wuhen couldn't help but roll his eyes. He made it so obvious that this NPC is not intelligent!Can't understand this!The task candidates they sent up are all useless!Is it stupid? !

"We will help you." Junzi Ruyu said suddenly, "As long as you want, we can help you."

Hua Er raised his head and looked at them with some surprises but some doubts: "Why are you willing to help me? Saving my life may be a small effort, but helping me to deal with the enemy is a thankless thing. What is your purpose? ?”

Hey!Now the intelligence is high again!

Junzi Ruyu sat on the chair, and said to Hua Er in a light tone: "We came to this small town to collect clues about an organization, and the places where this organization haunts hide or seal some secrets. A lot of bad things happened, and our former teammates were attacked by this organization, so we have been searching for traces of this organization."

Hearing Junzi Ruyu's explanation, Huaer frowned thoughtfully.

"Do you know something?" Seeing Huaer's expression, the gentleman asked quickly.

Hua Er was silent for a while, then nodded hesitantly: "The organization you mentioned is somewhat similar to the people who hunted me down."

"Oh?" Mo Zou Wuhen frowned: "Tell me in detail?"

Hua Er pursed his lips, and his eyes kept moving on the people, as if thinking about whether they could be trusted or not.

After about 5 minutes, Wall finally made a decision and opened his mouth to say what he knew.

From Hua Er's narrative, we know that there is a small pond in the large orchard behind their Apuli town, which supplies all the water for their town. It is said that thousands of years ago, there was no Apuli here. There is no town, not even a small village. Here is a vast ocean. It is said to be a vast ocean, but it is actually just a bigger and wider lake.

In this lake, a water spirit, Shuxiumi, gradually condensed. Shuxiumi is a kind of gentle magic spirit. Under its existence, the environment of this lake is also very peaceful. About 2000 years ago, the surroundings of the lake gradually With the biological gathering place, the villages have gone through several generations of replacement, and they have completely settled beside the lake.

It was not a peaceful era at that time, and the dark atmosphere was much thicker than it is now.

Several tribal wars broke out by the lake, and the blood that flowed into the lake could almost dye the whole lake red. Many corpses were also discarded in the lake, and the creatures in the lake ate up their flesh and blood as food. Too much killing and blood, too much darkness and resentment, covered the lake with a layer of haze, and because of this, Xiuxiumi was polluted and degenerated.

After Xuxumi fell, the calm lake became angry. It flooded and set off huge waves, destroying all the villages around the lake, submerging all the farmland, and dissipating the life in the villages under the irresistible flood.

Xu Xiumi's madness made the casualties more tragic, and the pollution became more and more serious. Just like a vicious circle, Xu Xumi has no possibility of calming down.

In the face of such a disaster, someone will always come forward to save this damaged world.

At that time, the civet orc tribe also had amazing abilities, but in the end, in this tribe, except for the young cubs, everyone else chose to sacrifice. At that time, the tribe chief had a secret method, he could Calm the flood of rage and suppress the tainted shushumi.

If you look through the historical records of the Kanavia region, about 570 years ago, at the original Bamina Sea, which is now where the town of Apple is located, a lush fruit tree was in the tumbling flood It grows vigorously, it absorbs the excess lake water, the thick and powerful root system wraps around the body of Shuximi to absorb its magic power, it grows bigger and bigger, the flood is calmed down, and the big tree absorbs all the power They all turned into one fruit, and when they fell to the ground, they withered.

The pond in the orchard today is where the big tree took root.

As for the fruit, it was buried at the bottom of the pond and fell asleep. According to the records from his family, the fruit was actually the water spirit Shuxumi. It did not dissipate completely, but fell into a deep sleep because it lost too much power. time to dissipate the darkness in its body.

The big tree was the secret method of the patriarch at that time, but he himself could not bear the consumption when using it, so it can be said that all the old and strong men in the civet village at that time fed the fruit tree with their own life and strength to achieve peace Flood, the effect of sealing Shuxiumi.

And Hua Er is the descendant of the patriarch who used the secret method back then.

That's right now, that organization is really interested in these thousand-year-old things.

"Do you know why they want to arrest you?" Gentleman Rufeng asked, "You see you haven't died after being arrested for so many days, so they must want to get something from you, right?"

Hua Er nodded hesitantly: "Yes... there is a reason."

"What?" The handsome old man quickly asked, "Is it because of the water spirit?"

Hua Er nodded: "Yes, according to the records handed down by our ancestors, the fruit that sealed the water spirit Shuxumi thousands of years ago is actually a natural sealing circle. If the water spirit Shuxumi wants to be revived, the fruit must be buried in the ground It must be internally activated to make it germinate and grow into a tree, and only the golden civet has the power to spur the growth of that fruit."

Everyone knew in their hearts that according to the previous rules, the people in this organization must want to release the water spirit.

The handsome old man asked: "Then do you know why they insisted on releasing Shui Ling?"

Hua Er shook his head: "I don't know, they didn't say much to me, but..."

"But what?" Junzi Rufeng asked.

Hua Er hesitated a bit: "I saw civet cat people among the people who arrested me. They should be from the town... Those people seem to want to get something from those mysterious people..."

Gentleman Ruyu collected enough information, glanced at Hua'er and got up: "Let's go."

Mo Zou Wuhen followed suit, and a gentleman like the wind would naturally not lag behind. The handsome old monk stayed at the end, and he smiled at the panicked Hua Er: "Don't worry, rest here, don't go out casually, three days a day I will let the people in the tavern deliver the meal, and we have our own plans for your affairs."

Hua Er was apprehensive, but he also knew that he could only trust these people now.

After leaving the tavern, Junzi Rufeng hurriedly asked his brother: "Brother, what are your plans for the future?"

Gentleman Ruyu nodded: "My task has changed, and I was given an item."

"Props? What props?" Gentleman Rufeng was curious.

Junzi Ruyu glanced at the props in the bag, and replied: "Transformation props."

Mozuo Wuhen narrowed his eyes: "Isn't it to let you go deep into the enemy's camp?"

Gentleman Ruyu nodded: "That's what the task said."

The old man is very handsome and shook his head in disapproval: "Brother Yu, it's too dangerous for you to go."

Mozuo Wuhen naturally thought so too: "Can the props be traded?"

Junzi Ruyu turned to look at Mo Zuo Wuhen, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Rufeng, a gentleman who knows everything about his brother, can see that Brother Yu will not lie, so when faced with things he doesn't want to say and can't lie, he is so calm, making people confused whether it is okay or not. Can't.

Mo Zuo Wuhen frowned, and said softly with a smile: "Give me the props, and I'll be an undercover agent."

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