"The first time I'm moving bricks in the game, I'm having a lot of fun." A pig-headed player with [Moon Rising Fire] on his head said panting, then swept around, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's so real!

"Now, Brother Ji can receive only bricks, and is this game too hardcore, right? There is only one task list, nothing health, attributes, and profession!" The players around him couldn't help but complain.

At this time, another labor pig came over to express his opinion: "Hmph, what you said is too high-end. The key is that there is not even a backpack. All the money I earn from doing tasks is placed in my pocket. Now I don't dare to bend over a little, for fear that the copper coins will fall out of my pocket."

The pigs nodded immediately. The above are nothing. After all, the slogans say "Second Life is completely real". Without a system or instructions, everyone can tolerate it. However, there is no racial choice, and when they force the pig head, they can't accept this thing. What's even more uncomfortable is that the pig's trotter has only four fingers, and it is divided into two parts. When they encounter small things, they can't pinch it with pig's trotters.

A player had received the reward before. He accidentally fell to the ground because he was too excited. Five copper coins were scattered all over the ground. As a result, he picked up the pig's trotters for a long time but couldn't pick them up. Finally, he lay humiliatedly on the ground and sucked with his pig's nose. Then he sucked all the five copper coins, making them covered in soil. That looked really no different from the pigs in the pigpen.

Since seeing this scene, it sounded a wake-up call to all other players. You can die in the future. Never drop money to the ground, so as not to be embarrassed. After all, there are only 100 players in the first test. This embarrassing behavior will definitely be posted on the forum and become a laughing stock for cloud players outside.

For example, today, a guy who uses his nose to suck money all over the floor, everyone remembers his id - [Rongchang Pig].

It's true that this player is very careful in terms of name and temperament.

Anyway, after a long time of experience, this game is too hardcore, breaking all their previous understanding of the game. So much so that everyone ignores that the game is actually quite single at present. The task is followed by Brother Chicken, who asks you to move bricks.

However, most players still enjoy themselves. After helping Jiang Han build the hall, they actually chose to clean up a piece of clean land near the hall, picked up a lot of small wooden sticks and thatched grass, built themselves a thatched hut that sheltered from the wind and rain, and marked them at the door. There are also some players with strong desire to explore, after completing the mission, they began to explore the map in the distance.

"I've been playing for an afternoon without realizing it. I'll go for a meal first and then go online. Bye bye, I'll withdraw first!" The player who spoke into the thatched hut he built and then directly chose to go offline and leave the game. The pighead character became weak all over and lost consciousness.

Other players were observing curiously, and muttering: "It turns out that after we go offline, our bodies will stay in the game? I thought they would disappear."

"Although I have said it many times today, I still can't help but sigh again. This is too true! It seems that we can't go offline in dangerous places in the future. No, I have to move some bricks to build a nest for myself!"

The players watched for a while and dispersed, and there were people who came off the line and had fun.

Jiang Han and Brother Ji moved all the things in the basement to the lobby.

Because Jiang Han directly took twenty resources to increase plastic surgery, these pig-headed men were only about 1.3 meters tall, and they could not complete the task of capping the hall, so Jiang Han could only do it himself.

Jiang Han teleported to the mountain not far away, and pulled out a few trees as the beams of the hall as their own, and evenly sprinkled with thatch on it. A formal stone hall was built.

Jiang Han put his hands on his chest and looked at the hall he built with his own hands. He couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, some things are more meaningful to do by himself. Today I built a hall with my own hands, indicating that our Tazhai Star has started from nothing to something. In the future, our home will only grow stronger and stronger!"

Brother Ji applauded repeatedly beside him, and he was worthy of being the boss, and even spoke in style.

"Boss, when I saw the grand hall built by you brick by tile, I suddenly felt in my heart and thought of a very appropriate Furris belt!"

Jiang Han nodded: "It's accurate, it's just a while to help you liven up."

Brother Ji didn't know where to find a pair of sunglasses and a big gold chain, and his body began to sway rhythmically: "oo, are you ready!"

“Look at this hall, it’s big and wide.

Just like this stone is big and round!

Boss, today, construction,

The hall is built, very, very beautiful!”

Jiang Han couldn't help looking at Brother Ji with admiration and said in surprise: "Brother Ji, you have something to say!"

After Jiang Han praised this, Brother Ji felt that the cockscomb on his head became more bright and said modestly: "It's not very powerful, it's just a personal hobby. I have only practiced for two and a half years..."

Jiang Han looked at the gaps left between the stones in the hall: "When you arrange your tasks tomorrow, let them and some mud block all the gaps, otherwise all the things in the hall will be seen without any."

The thatched hut outside the hall was slightly shaking, and some players who had eaten immediately sat in the virtual warehouse to go online.

There is no way. Although the set of this game is monotonous, it can't stand the real and fun!

After the online game, the player climbed out of the thatched hut and was about to move bricks to work. Subconsciously, he reached out and touched his pocket. The bright smile on his face suddenly became like a fast dehydrated vegetable, which froze at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes experienced joy, briskness, confusion, disbelief, panic, and anger in a very short time...

"My money! Which god killed me and stole my money!"

Jiang Han sat in front of the computer, happily reading the message in the forum, and suddenly heard the screams of a pig slaughtering outside. It was really sad that the listener was crying.

In the past, Jiang Han simply thought that no one was a match for Brother Ji when it comes to screaming, but now he knows that he is wrong.

"Brother Ji, what's going on outside? Why is there a noise?"

Brother Ji rushed out in a whistle, and in less than five seconds, it rushed in like a gust of wind. The fluffy thatch on the top of the hall was driven by the wind and pushed up.

"There was a player outside who went offline to have a meal, but when he came back, he found that the money in his pocket was gone."

Jiang Han looked cold and continued to browse the forum: "Oh, it turns out that it's this. I'll issue an announcement when I have time tomorrow."

The players outside gathered more and more. The pig-headed man who lost money stood at the door of the thatched hut and cried bitterly. He didn't stop the sound of killing a pig. He pointed at the thatched hut and said heartbroken: "I went offline and had a meal. After I went online again, I found that the money in my pocket was gone. I even demolished the thatched hut, but I didn't find it. Someone must have stolen it while I was offline!"

Because this matter is very bad, it attracts many players.

There are only 100 players in the first test, and everyone is in danger if this happens. After all, no one does not go offline for 24 hours. As long as they go offline and rest, the hard-earned money on their bodies may be stolen. Who can bear this?

"Investigate! This matter must be investigated to the end! Find out these three hands!"

"Ah, my money, why is my money gone!"

Just as everyone was discussing, an extremely sad scream came from the surroundings. A pig-headed man touched his pocket and then circled back and forth several times around his thatched house, with a solemn and extremely vigilant look.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and another victim.

In broad daylight, so many players are here, and there are still people's money stolen. Is this criminal too rampant?

"I must pull out this pickpocket today. If I don't pull it out, I won't go offline!"

"Yes, it was not easy to make some money by doing a task, but now I have to be worried that my money will be stolen after I go offline, so people dare not go offline and rest."

"It's not a big deal for us to stand here. We have to think of a way. The pickpocket doesn't have the word "bad guy" written on his face!"

Players were talking all over the place, and the players who lost money looked ugly, but after seeing other people losing money, they felt a little inexplicably... soothing?

"It's really not a problem to stare like this. I suggest we divide it into two groups! One wave patrolling around the camp to see if we can find suspicious people; the other team will observe and guard the players who have already taken off the line to see if we can find some clues."

Everyone looked at each other and saw a player named [Detective Casey] squeezed in from the crowd and expressed his opinions.

"Wait, I have a question!" Another person in the crowd raised his hand and signaled: "I can understand the first point, but what is the meaning of players who are guarding the offline line? Could it be that in the future, they have to find someone to guard the offline line? What if the guard robs himself..."

The pig-headed man with the words "Detective Casey" on his head raised his mouth and smiled. The two fat pieces on his face squeezed into a ball, looking quite festive.

"These two players said that the money was lost when they were offline, and they were all lying in their thatched tents to rest, right?"

Everyone nodded slightly, curious about what kind of analysis the player will analyze next.

Detective Cauchy walked to the victim and pulled him to set up the simple tent again.

"How did you go offline just now? You can simulate it for us now."

The player climbed into the thatched tent without saying a word and lay down in his previous position.

"Look, he has now lay down as he was before. If we were thieves, how could we steal money from his pocket? Let's try it out." Detective Cauchy said as he walked to the thatched tent, and the height was only as high as the pig-headed man's neck.

Sorry, I said it wrong. The pighead has no neck, but it is the pighead's face.

Detective Cauchy stretched out his pig's trotter and gestured: "Look, you can't just get money at this height. If you want to get the money, you can only shrink your body." As he said that, he knelt on the ground and stretched out his pig's trotter to pull the player's pocket. The pocket mouth was facing up, and Cauchy pulled under his feet for a long time, but he couldn't open his pocket.

"If it were human hands, we would definitely be able to steal it, but because of the structural relationship between pig elbows, we would not be able to steal money later."

The players around were all kneeling on the ground, poking out the pig's head to see the operation of Detective Cauchy.

Some people suddenly realized that when analyzing the problem, they forgot that they are now a pig-headed man, which is different from human structure.

Detective Cauchy went around to the top of his head again and tried to stretch out his pig's elbow to pull his pocket.

This time I can indeed pull it into my pocket, but I can't pinch my four fingers together and I can't pinch it out at all!

"It turns out that it's not possible to go from the top of your head, so let's try the side."

Detective Cauchy stood up, walked to the side, and penetrated his hand through the thatch. As soon as he reached halfway, the thatched hut that had just been rebuilt collapsed and all hit the player.

"So you see, we used three methods to make such a big noise, but we didn't take out the money. First, I suspected it was artificial, and maybe there was some new method of committing crimes, so we asked everyone to patrol the surroundings. Second, I suspected that the problem might not be this, so let everyone stand in a distance and observe."

Detective Cauchy looked around and sighed: "After all, everyone knows that this is a game that breaks through our previous cognition. Everything can happen, so it is even more impossible to judge according to previous thinking."

"Okay, well said! The analysis is reasonable and well-founded!"

The pigs applauded, and even the players lying in the thatched tent crawled out with a bruised face and cried out to applaud.
Chapter completed!