Game of Destiny: This player is different.

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After thinking about it, he still walked towards Qin Nuo.

Then there is Cherry, who is cold and dumb, and Hanlin Zimo...

Chapter 189 The Ancient Village’s Strange Story (7), Fighting the Landlords

Five people sat in a circle around the fire.

The crackling and jumping flames burned the food in the pan to a "gurgling" sound.

Although it is just the simplest compressed biscuit paste, the aroma that hits the face is very craving.

It's like when you are struggling all night in an Internet cafe, you can smell the braised beef noodles next door.

The monosodium glutamate and spices are heated by hot water and rush into the nasal cavity.

The delicious memory stored in the brain is recalled, the cerebral cortex is stimulated, and the message of "hungry and want to eat" is sent to the body.

Sniffing the wings of his nose in a daze, his stomach let out a growl.

"Brother Qin, are you an extraordinary item?"

Che Lizi looked at the frying pan curiously.

One second it was a weapon for fighting ghosts, and the next it became a utensil for cooking food.

There is really a magical feeling.

"It came out of the treasure chest, it's amazing."

Qin Nuo shook the biscuits that were almost porridge-like, took out a few pairs of disposable bowls and chopsticks from his backpack, and distributed them to everyone.

"You even brought the bowls and chopsticks?"

Bitch was surprised.

Did this person read the mission briefing in advance?

The player's backpack can hold up to [-] items, and what to put in each slot must be carefully calculated.

To deal with longer tasks, players will carry emergency food, water and other necessary resources.

But like Qin Nuo, it's really rare to even carry the bowls and chopsticks.

"The King of Hades doesn't make hungry soldiers."

Qin Nuo said casually: "I also brought oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and sugar.

If you can catch game or something, it’s not a problem to have a small outdoor hot pot.

And boys who can cook are a plus.

When the task is settled, the system may give more evaluation points because I help my teammates solve food and clothing. "

"Uh...maybe."

Che Lizi replied vaguely.

He lifted his motorcycle helmet half an inch, exposing his chin, and poured paste into his mouth.

For the settlement method of task evaluation, the system has never given detailed standards.

No one knows exactly how to calculate it.

But one thing is certain.

Helping teammates in teamwork tasks is indeed a plus.

A pot of sticky porridge was quickly finished.

Not much, but at least it makes my stomach less hungry.

There is also a small episode when drinking.

The few people in a daze stared at Qin Nuo intentionally or unintentionally.

I want to see how this guy wearing a beautiful goat mask eats porridge.

Take off the mask and reveal the true face of Lushan.

Still learning from cherries, still holding a pipa half-hidden.

In the end, neither was right.

Under the mask, Qin Nuo also wore a tactical headgear (the kind with three holes, exposing eyes and mouth).

I didn't give anyone a chance to see my face at all...

There are still a few hours until dawn.

I dare not sleep.

It has not been an hour since the attack of the ghost forest and the ghost hand, who can guarantee whether they really give up or lurk in secret, waiting for the opportunity to prepare for a sneak attack.

The five of them sat around the fire, chatting with each other to pass the time.

"Brother Fat, is that knife of yours really effective against evil spirits? It wasn't very effective in the fight just now."

Qin Nuo had nothing to do, so he brought up a topic.

"Why didn't it work? Which of the ghost trees I chopped down didn't scream?

It's just a little troublesome for the ghost hand. If it has a complete shape, it will definitely not be able to withstand my knife if it grows a head. "

"Does that mean your weapon has the strongest head-cutting effect?"

Che Lizi was taken aback for a few seconds before nodding in admission.

Qin Nuo wrote it down, and then looked at Leng in a daze: "Sister, when I was running for the last time, I saw that you put yourself in a certain state. The speed is super fast, just like a crow flying an airplane."

"That's for my own use only."

"Oh, what a pity."

Qin Nuo sighed pretendingly, then he looked at Zimo, the silent scholar.

The two sides were silent for a while.

Perhaps unable to withstand the strong sense of oppression that the beautiful sheep looked directly at, the 704 bureau officer spit out a sentence succinctly: "I am good at defense, lack of attack methods, and have no clumsiness."

After finishing speaking, he continued to count the ants.

In the end, Qin Nuo glanced at the sentinel with a sad arrow.

He smashed his mouth and looked away.

Ok?

(Sad arrow: You have asked everyone, why did you just omit me? Although it is not an important thing, it makes me look LOW.)

Qin Nuo ignored Brother Jian's gaze and complained, picked up a piece of firewood and stuffed it into the fire, so as not to let the fire go out.

Then with a mysterious smile, he took out the pocket of Hongyun's cloak and took out a deck of cards.

"Fight the Landlord? A little bit of game currency."

"..."

Hey, hey, are you here for a mission or for an outing? Why did you even bring poker with you?

The corners of the cheap brother's eyes twitched wildly, feeling a sense of crisis and nervousness.

Unexpectedly, Che Lizi and Leng Daidai moved their buttocks naturally and gathered to the side in a T-shape.

Especially the cute girl Leng Dadai, who is proficient at shuffling and cutting the cards, and usually plays a lot.

"A bit of game currency, how about planes and bombs?"

Che Lizi rubbed her hands together, a look of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

"10 game coins for the plane, it's like a bomb, double the number of bombs."

Are you really here to do the mission?

The egg hurts and the chrysanthemum is tight with a sad face.

Look at the expressions of a few people, they are more serious than when they were fighting ghosts before.

Shouldn't it be jealous in the end, and the guy will fight.

Fortunately, the poker game proceeded steadily in a more harmonious and harmonious atmosphere.

Players above LV5 basically have four-digit game coins in their pockets.

Not to mention the little rich woman Lengduda, she didn't pay attention to bets of only a few hundred and ten points.

A little game currency and a card?Ten o'clock will do.

As the king of the golden olive community where the elderly are rampant, they can overcome obstacles and defeat six generals.

Qin Nuo's card skills and thousand skills are very strong.

After several rounds, under his intentional control, everyone wins and loses each other.

Of course, Qin Nuo made a small profit, and the other two lost slightly.

During this period, Hanlin Zimo, who had been counting ants, also moved his position to the side and watched strongly.

It made the cheap brother even roll his eyes.

What about the quality of being an official operator of Bureau 704?To be attracted by the little Landlord.

But no one answered, he had no choice but to take out a copy of "Cartoon Walk" to relieve his mood. (This magazine is the Chinese translation of Weekly Shonen Jump. In addition to publishing popular works of Shueisha, it also serializes many local manga from China)

The great physicist Einstein said.

An hour by the fire seems like five minutes, because time flies when you are happy.

On the other hand, sitting by the fire for only 5 minutes feels like an hour, because it feels like a long time in the torment.

The originally tedious waiting quickly passed in Doudizhu and comic books.

When the first cockcrow sounded in the village, the night in the sky began to recede.

A touch of fish-belly white meets the sky and earth, slowly rising.

"Bombs, planes."

Qin Nuo calmly threw all the cards on the ground in the middle, ending the last round.

After agreeing with Che Lizi and Leng Daida that the task was over and his friend transferred the money, he stepped on the fire, cleaned quickly, and destroyed the corpses and wiped out the traces.

The rest of the people also helped clean up to cover up the traces of the night.

Chapter 190 The Ancient Village’s Strange Things (8), Entering the Village

Several people cleaned up the traces of the scene thoroughly.

Even the charcoal and firewood left over from the fire were dug into a pit and completely buried.

Just now walked along the rugged and winding dirt road to the village.

It was just dawn at that time, not yet five o'clock in the morning.

For the millennials who grew up in the era of pan-entertainment, they are either sleeping soundly in bed or have just finished high and are unconscious.

Except for a small number of people who get up early to work, such as sanitation workers, bus drivers, and breakfast vendors, the physiological functions of most people are still in a state of shutdown.

In this day and age, getting up at four o'clock and going out to work at five o'clock is the norm.

As the wooden doors opened one by one, villagers in cotton spun clothes came out of the house.

It's an understatement to say coarse cloth clothes.

In fact, it is a cloth bag sewn up with a few pieces of rotten cloth.

Some people's faces were as black as charcoal, and the Burmese crotch pants on their legs hadn't been washed for an unknown period of time.

A gust of wind blows, without swinging.

You can still smell a sour smell from a distance.

In the script mission, the equipment worn by the player, the use of various items, and the manipulation of extraordinary abilities, as long as the bizarre behavior is not too extreme, will not arouse the suspicion and confusion of the indigenous residents.

For example, now, in the eyes of the villagers of Liushu Village, the five players are a group of outsiders in fashionable clothes.