"What are these pigs for?..."
Manatees are still naive,
"Nonsense, you don't want to eat meat, and if I guess correctly, these pigs can be raised..."
The pigs that came out from behind confirmed Zhou Zhenghao's words. The pigs that came out from behind were big and small, and there were even piglets. They came out at a speed like a blowout, swarming out of the vortex.
"Don't be stunned, catch all these pigs quickly and keep them alive..."
These pigs can obviously be raised. Zhou Zhenghao had actually seen that he could build a livestock farm before, but he had no idea what to raise after building it, and the livestock farm required a huge amount of resources, so he ignored it.
Seeing these pigs, he knew that the livestock farm should be put on the agenda.
"And you, You Rong, what are you waiting for? Come up and catch these pigs. They are just like the ones you raise at home. They have no attack power. Don't be afraid. This is a reward level. Eat braised pork at night!..."
Zhou Zhenghao shouted, those ordinary people standing under the black tower watching the excitement, You Rong finally reacted, and also saw the pigs snoring and running towards us on the war passage, each of them with red eyes.
To be honest, these people's eyes turned green from chewing radishes in the past few days. Now that they saw the meat, they all rushed over like crazy.
Zhou Zhenghao was a little confused after seeing these people, and shouted to the double gunman opposite,
"Shuangqiang, what's wrong with the number of people? Didn't I give you four second-level summoning tickets? How many people did you summon?..."
"Lord, you gave me four level two summoning coupons, but when I summoned four dead people, and among the four living people, there was one person who was from the Doomsday God's Cult. When he came in, he called Doomsday God's Cult.
They wanted to attack us with slogans, but I approved them with a fire axe, so I recruited three people. These three are quite honest, and I have already assigned them to You Rong..."
But when Zhou Zhenghao heard such numbers, he felt annoyed. He knew what the problem was, that is, the lucky little angel Kong Xiaoling was not there. But he didn't expect the gap to be so big.
Previously, when he summoned and defeated monsters, everything went smoothly and he took it for granted. Now he realized that ordinary people did not have Kong Xiaoling's lucky blessing, which was almost half the difference...
It seems that this summoning ticket cannot be left to Shuangqian in the future.
At this time, he looked at Kong Xiaoling, who was clutching his windbreaker next to him. When he lowered his head, he realized that Kong Xiaoling had disappeared at some point. Looking around, he found that the little girl had also run over, chasing a little piglet.
I'm trying so hard to catch it there...
What's even more ridiculous is that next to her is the old black guy who falls over every step he takes.
Even if this big old black guy takes a step and falls, he actually shoots out the shroud on his body and tightly entangles a little piglet, but the little piglet is struggling desperately and pulls the big piglet.
Lao Hei dragged himself forward...
Zhou Zhenghao couldn't help but shook his head. He was just such a little piggy, but this old black guy didn't have the strength to be beaten by others. He was dragged away by others. It was simply unbearable to watch.
However, he observed carefully and found that there was something strange about the mummy. Although he was being dragged away, the emotions revealed in his eyes were excitement and greed...
The shroud stretched out in his hand also stretched longer and longer, covering the little piggy who was running forward.
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It has been wrapped four or five times, and it is still increasing. It seems that it wants to wrap the little piggy all over.
Seeing his first apostle, Big Lao Hei, struggling with a little piggy, Zhou Zhenghao didn't dare to look at it. It was too embarrassing for his uncle...
His eyes looked directly elsewhere.
At this time, there was a lot of excitement in the entire war corridor. Apart from Zhou Zhenghao himself, the only one who did not take action was the one-eyed girl Sun Shuang...
At this time, she put her hands on her waist and looked at everyone with cold eyes, as if she was at a loss and maybe stupid.
If the war was about fighting, she would definitely be a good player, but in the face of this situation, Sun Shuang didn't know how to deal with it...
Zhou Zhenghao saw that the 20-minute countdown was still very long, and he always felt that as a lord, it was a bit demeaning to chase the Zhuman War Corridor with these people.
Just when he was struggling, he suddenly remembered something. He slapped his thigh hard, how could he forget such an important thing...
Thinking about this, he immediately exited the war corridor and came to the tree of life next to him. He opened his own panel and clicked on the world channel of the chat system.
This sight made him dumbfounded. When he had earlier typed into this system, he had also typed something on it, was there anyone there...?
But he watched it several times later, and no one paid any attention to him. When he passed the fifth monster attack, the system reminded him that the chat system was unlocked, but he was so busy with those things that he forgot about it.
on things.
This chat is an important thing in the game. It is a very important link. Not only can you understand other people's situations, but there are many, many other things...
Zhou Zhenghao saw the world going crazy on the screen. He didn't even have time to look at what was happening in front of him.
All of them appear to have real names, and each person's avatar is monitored in real time. When looking at their face, you can only pull it far or near, but you cannot move it left or right, let alone move your face outside the avatar...
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Zhou Zhenghao has already tried these things. When he saw the dense screen, the first thing he did was to find Gu Ling'er to see Gu Ling'er's current situation.
Just when he wanted to send a message to the world, he had already edited it
"Gu Ling'er sells broken pockets, little Lolita, are you all here? If so, please reply..."
He composed this sentence and wanted to send it to the Internet. These were the three people he cared about most in the Weiling Continent, but when he clicked send, the system gave him a pop-up window.
[The world speaks, please choose your camp. Camp 1 is the Doomsday Cult, camp 2 is the City Lord Alliance. You can only use the chat system if you have selected a camp. 】
Camp, this is quite decent...
Zhou Zhenghao thought to himself secretly. This game system with modified rules is quite detailed in every aspect, and it even created camps. He thought about it and understood it.
This time the doomsday comes, it should be caused by the Doomsday Cult...
The Doomsday Cult is a bad organization, and the remaining City Lords Federation should be the camp formed by all the city lords on the Weird Continent. So what else is there to choose? Zhou Zhenghao chose the City Lords Federation without hesitation.
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There is no way he would go to the camp of the Doomsday God...
After selecting the camp, he successfully sent the sentence. Then when he wanted to send it again, the system reminded him that the world chat channel could only send one message a day. If he still wanted to send it again, he could go to the store to buy a golden speaker.
Zhou Zhenghao opened the mall and took a look.
A golden trumpet costs 100 gold coins each.
If I have this money, I might as well buy a second-level unit call sheet, maybe it can recruit two of my subordinates.
After Zhou Zhenghao finished posting, he carefully watched the chats on the World Channel. As long as there were people chatting on the World Channel, everyone would have a star next to their avatar.
When Zhou Zhenghao saw the message he sent, the stars next to his avatar were gold, while some people had black stars. Needless to say, the people with black stars were all members of the Doomsday Cult.
"Who knows how to play this game? What kind of weird scene is this? Why can't my tower be moved?..."
"Help, that monster has rushed into my territory. I am running around the black tower, and there is a demon elite chasing me and killing me. What should I do?..."
"Elder, I am from the Doomsday God Cult. Is there any elder who can help me..."
"What is a tower? Why don't I have a tower here?..."
"It's too scary. Is there any City Lord? I'm a street policeman from Wuji City. Is there anyone from the City Lord's Guards or an investigator from the Weird Investigation Bureau? Come and help me. I can't guard this monster at all..."
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"First-level unit exchange coupon, what do I use this for?..."
There are countless messages, which are simply wailing. Most of them ask questions, but they don't answer them at all.
Zhou Zhenghao was speechless at the idiots of these people. The world channel can only send one language, and if you want to send another message, you need to buy a gold speaker. Judging from the situation of these people, they are probably stuck on the second and third waves of monsters.
It seems that there are very few people who have reached the sixth wave of reward levels.
"Haha, you scumbags, the end is coming, I will rule you eventually. The five waves of monsters that Ancestor Guiyin is about to fight are about to attack. Don't you fools even read the prompts? As long as you defeat the fifth wave of monsters.
If you attack, you can get another strange stone. Call other elders of the Doomsday God Cult, please quickly add me as a good friend..."
Ancestor Guiyin.
Zhou Zhenghao finally saw an acquaintance. Unexpectedly, this guy was not dead. He also became a black tower user...
Especially when he saw the Guiyin Patriarch, a red figure flashed behind him, he had a hint of understanding in his heart. Zhou Zhenghao already knew that if he wanted to own the territory, he must become a black tower user, like a double gunner.
These people are not qualified to chat in the world.
At the same time, he also took a look at the world chat channel, and there was actually a statistics on the number of people online, a series of numbers...
It took Zhou Zhenghao a long time to find out.14895735.
Good guy, there are more than 10 million people, more than 10 million Black Tower Envoys, this Weird Continent is really big. Imagine that there are ten times or a hundred times more survivors outside who have not become Black Tower Envoys, and it is difficult outside.
It is difficult to survive in the environment, waiting for the call of these black tower warriors. Only by entering the territory of a certain black tower warrior can we be safe...
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Chapter completed!