Chapter 325: Prosperous development
The ancient battlefield is indeed a leveling holy place. Whether it is the 1.2x zone or the 3x zone, the monsters in the area are like they are doping stimulants, and they are attacking the players one after another. If Zhang Mu hadn't had the number of people of this group of people reaching 500, it would have been impossible for a single player to go through such a long way. The speed of monster refreshing alone would have far exceeded Zhang Mu's estimate.
The number of monsters in the ancient battlefield is slightly more difficult to match the number of teams than the level 6 maze. All of them are heroes to help fight. Without two brushes, I can't get along with this "holy land".
Zhang Mu finally led the team to squeeze into the middle of the battlefield one hour later. During the march, the number of people in a team of 500 people was beaten back to the city by monsters was as high as 100! High-intensity continuous battles are not suitable for everyone.
Watching Zhang Mu's team run upwards, everyone knows that his goal is a 2-3-fold merit zone. After a few words, the elites from all over the country who occupy 3-fold zone talked quietly, and finally the US representative came forward to negotiate with Zhang Mu.
The content of the negotiation is very simple. They are willing to take the initiative to give up 20 3x zone locations and 200 2x zone locations, and ensure the safety of China and will not be attacked by anyone.
"Oh, these guys are quite generous. There are only 50 positions in the 3x zone. It is really not easy to give up 20 of them on their own initiative." Hearing Zhang Mu's words, he said with a smile.
"That's because we are very strong. If we are weak, they will not look at us with the eyes at all. What do you mean?" Zhang Mu asked everyone. In fact, there are not 20 people in the entire team who are capable of gaining a foothold in the 3x zone. Including his studio members and several guild bosses, 15 positions are enough.
The speed and monster-sweeping power of the 3x zone are twice that of other areas. Ordinary players will die if they enter, let alone make meritorious contributions.
"This is not impossible, but what should we do if the more than 200 people left, and the tanks and the others there?" The emperor pointed to the tank on the right and hugged in the corner.
"Although they are not in the same area, they are all compatriots no matter how they say it. Relevant photos are necessary. Well, let me see..." Zhang Mu pinched the stubble on his chin and pointed to the 1.8 times the merit zone in the upper right corner and said: "Anyway, I don't like these Japanese people. I will destroy them by the way and clear out a quiet corner to level up..."
When they heard that there was a war, everyone in the channel became excited.
Where there are Japanese people, never hit Koreans first. Where there are Koreans, never hit Americans first. This is Zhang Mu, the attack order of these people for thousands of years. If there are no foreigners on the entire battlefield, then the Chinese compatriots who are not in the same region and in the same society may be harmed by them. Of course, this is when the leveling position is insufficient...
Although nearly half of the players in the ancient battlefield are 2-star teams, they are far behind when compared to Zhang Mu. How can the heroes of "level 20, 10, 10" compare with the heroes of "level 20, 20, 10"? The talent skills levels alone are far different, not to mention that Zhang Mu is still using 3 first-line star generals.
The poor Japanese player faced the attack of the Chinatown member like a wolf and tiger, and the outer defense line collapsed instantly.
The team led by Zhang Mu, the original, the Mythical Sword, Fatty and others was like a red steel fork piercing into cheese, easily breaking out a bloody path among Japanese players.
About 30 minutes later, the 1.8 meritorious area became quiet, and the remaining Japanese players all tactfully left the ancient battlefield along the portal. They were afraid they would not come back in a short period of time.
There are many portals in the ancient battlefield, but all of these portals only lead to the entrance of this area.
"Brother Twelve, you are really... too strong! too fierce! It's so brave!" The tank screamed excitedly. After being suppressed for so long, he finally let out a sigh of anger in his heart. During the days of leveling up in the ancient battlefield, he had seen too many Chinese players being beaten out of the battlefield. It's a pity that he dared not speak out until Zhang Mu appeared.
Zhang Mu smiled faintly: "Come on, the 1.8 times the merit zone is much faster than yours."
"Thank you, Twelve Brother!"
"Need not!"
After chatting for a few minutes, Zhang Mu led the members to stand in the 2-3 times of merit zone. Now he only has one thing to do. Quickly practice the strategic level of the Ge Cannon. Every time the Ge Cannon is upgraded to 1 level, the attack power of the crossbow car will increase by 3%. With the talent of the crossbow car, the power cannot be underestimated!
About 10 minutes later, the boss on the ancient battlefield was refreshed again. The boss's name was "Ancient Battlefield Ghost". Zhang Mu rushed out quickly and destroyed one. The merits he obtained directly raised the Ge Cannon to level 10, and his crossbow chariot talent was over level 10!
"Chinese friend, your hero is very strong!" American player in the C area, "Fallen Angel Geely" praised vocally after watching Zhang Mu's battle.
Zhang Mu smiled modestly and said, "Overall, there is still a certain gap compared to your Hag."
"Hehe, there is an old Chinese saying, being too modest is hypocritical..."
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to have research on Chinese culture as well."
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It was from this day that Zhang Mu led his troops to enter the ancient battlefield to level up at regular intervals every day, and the number of people increased from the earliest 500 to the last 1,300. Looking around, among the total 2,500 players in the ancient battlefield, Chinese players accounted for half. What’s so bad is that these Chinese players are still in the same area and the same club.
While leveling up wildly, Zhang Mu did not forget to expand his studio. He rented three office buildings downstairs and recruited all Xiaok and Fat Panda. The task given to them was very simple. He practiced his deputy every day and paid ore, grain, and various animal fur and materials at a fixed time. This is equivalent to Zhang Mu spending 30,000 yuan a month to buy living materials that are far lower than the market price. No matter how you calculate it, it will be profitable.
The guild is flourishing under the leadership of Zhang Mu. The leveling environment of members has also become much higher than other players under the guidance of Zhang Mu's regular and fixed-point "ancient battlefield". The number of 2-star teams has increased dramatically. Unconsciously, Chinatown has become the guild that all players in the e-district dream of joining, and even reached the level of finding relationships and going to the back door.
Every time this time, the bandits would cry and say, "Brother, I really can't join. The online rate of the branch and the main club is 100%. Who do you want me to kick?"
As time goes by, Zhang Mu no longer plays guild tokens, because the "guild token" style was posted anonymously on the website by an unscrupulous guild member. The guilds of various regions and countries appeared in people's sight like mushrooms after a rain, and the price also dropped from the initial sky-high price of 1.5 million to a bargain price of 1,000 to 5,000.
Chapter completed!