This Group of Players Are All Slimes

According to the order to take off his clothes, Ouhuang, with a mushroom on his head, shuttled through the dense forest like Mario, and it took a whole day to arrive at the kid's lair.

In the middle, she also logged out, reviewed her textbooks, took a shower, and made a phone call with Extraordinary 4+1 before slowly entering the game.

As soon as I entered the game, I heard the mushroom on the top of my head ask gloomyly: Where did you go?

It's offline, what's wrong?

Get off... the line?

This is a high-end function, you, an NPC, don't understand.

Satan Yeh was completely fooled.

Although he used magic to understand the other party's language, but the other party's language is full of various strange terms.

The word downline sounds like walking down a standard length of thread, but why go down?

What does NPC mean? Maid City? Where is Nirvana?

A bunch of strange usages made Satan Ye's clone feel that these little ghosts had evolved a very wonderful civilization.

After all, the more complex the language, the more things the other party usually needs to refer to, and the higher the development of their civilization.

He became more and more interested in that little ghost tribe.

Don't waste time, I need you to go back as soon as possible. Do you want food? Do you want power? Do you want supreme power? I can give you all of these.

Then can you bless me not to fail the exam?

Failed?

You can tell when you hear it, you are really useless.

Satan Ye immediately felt that there was an extra psychological shadow on him.

And just as Ou Huang was wandering around with Satan Ye's clone, he took off his clothes and arrived at the little devil's lair.

The little ghost living in the little ghost's lair immediately hid in fear.

During this time, the players came to harass the kid every day when they had nothing to do.

They came in groups of three and four, and took away the supplies that the little devils had worked so hard to collect.

Some slimes will even grope inch by inch against the walls, God knows what they're looking for.

Those who dared to resist jumped one meter high, smashed to death and dragged back.

This time, seeing this group of players jumping in, the little ghosts hurriedly hid in their huts, carefully watching the group of slimes through the gap in the wall, hoping that they could leave quickly this time.

But to their surprise, the slimes didn't come empty-handed this time.

They bring a lot of food.

A dying hellhound, delicious-looking fruits, delicious mushrooms, and a lot of things that I can't name.

After the players placed the pile of things in the kid's lair, one player jumped up and rushed to a kid, shouting loudly: Hit me!

Seeing the bewildered face of this kid, the player changed his name again: Lager!

The kid understood this time.

Although he understood what the player meant, he immediately waved his hands and stepped back a dozen steps until his body was completely against the wall.

don't want!

He clearly understood the consequences of attacking these slimes.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Seeing that the little ghost didn't respond, the player said dissatisfiedly: Hurry up and hit me! It's hard for me to control the blood volume. If you don't kill me, it will be difficult for Undress Brother to complete the task.

Seeing that the kid was still shaking his head, the player lost his patience.

He suddenly spat out a dagger and threw it at the opponent. While the opponent was holding the dagger in a hurry, he jumped directly on the dagger, and understood himself there.

The kid stared dumbfounded at the player who died on his dagger, completely confused what this slime was doing?

What new fishing method is this?

Or, I was actually the chosen brat, and this slime couldn't bear my strength, so he committed suicide?

In this instant,

The kid felt himself sublimated.

He seemed to know his destiny, that he was actually a chosen kid, a legendary hero.

Clenching the dagger in his hand, he seemed to burn with infinite fighting spirit, and rushed towards the nearest slime.

Then, he was tragic.

With a crisp sound of his neck snapping, his head stuck to his back, and then he fell softly to the ground, ending his short life as a hero.

It's useless. The player in charge of observation said, The power has not changed. It seems that the player who kills the monster will not gain experience and cannot evolve into a giant kid.

What about the comparison group? He took off his clothes and asked calmly.

The comparison group is fine. Some imps evolved into giant imps after killing the dying Cerberus.

Then use all the dying hellhounds. Speed ​​up, and the European Emperor won't be able to delay for too long.

The player hesitated for a moment, but still asked: Undressed brother, I have a question, please don't laugh.

I'm specially trained, I don't usually laugh.

Then I asked. Others seem to understand your plan, why don't I understand?

He took off his clothes and looked at the player, then nodded in satisfaction: Because you are an honest person.

You're not scolding me, are you?

No, I'm complimenting you. Let me describe it with a metaphor. You pass by a stinky ditch and find that someone has thrown fifty cents in the middle of the stinky ditch. You will stain your clothes and jump into the stinky ditch. Do you want to pick up the fifty cents?

how is this possible!

What about one hundred?

Well... I will hesitate for a while.

One thousand, ten thousand, one million?

I will definitely pick it up.

That's it. Satan Ye is also facing the same problem. If he finds out that this kid's lair is just a very ordinary lair, and it is troublesome to control, then he will definitely leave immediately.

But if he finds that there is a high value here, then he will consider gradually adding more money to increase his net worth little by little.

This is a bait. I estimate that there is an 80% chance that he will take the bait.

How do you know for sure?

When a person makes an important decision, it is either because of interests or because of crises. I want to create interests here and create crises elsewhere. According to Satan Ye's character, he should choose the path I want him to choose.

Seeing the confident expression of taking off his clothes, the player suddenly felt sympathy for the Satan leaf under the large cemetery.

This baby was calculated so miserably.

One day later, Ou Huang finally brought the mushrooms to the kid's lair.

Players have accumulated a lot of construction experience in the construction of the Demon King City before, and now it is easy to transform a kid's lair.

In front of Satan Ye was an unprecedented lair of little ghosts.

Exquisite houses are well-proportioned, and the wide road can accommodate four carriages.

Most of the little ghosts living here have evolved into giant little ghosts, and there is even a little ghost magician among them, which made Satan Ye feel a lot of emotion.

This place is very promising.

With a smirk, he said to Ouhuang below him: You did a good job. In order to thank you, I decided to give you the best gift. May the gods forget you.

Countless spores began to multiply in Ouhuang's body, completely engulfing her.

A large number of spores were released from Ouhuang's body and began to spread in the kid's lair.