Chapter 161 Acting Bravely
"What exactly is the hidden door?"

"Plot?"

I took off my helmet and the air-conditioning was on in the room, but my forehead still sweated after wearing the helmet for a long time.

He had already bought the relevant accessories online, but something seemed to have gone wrong with the nearby courier, and it had taken two days to deliver the items to him.

"I shouldn't encounter any scammers, right?" Online craft masters sometimes cheat people. Whether you will encounter one depends on the other person's conscience and your own luck.

But his mind was always on the iron door of the Star Mine in "The Ring of Doom".

After going to the bathroom to wash my face, I went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of drink, then opened my phone and swiped it.

If he didn't have to go to work, he would be so addicted to games that he would almost be out of touch with the real world. His colleagues would send him a lot of gossip and complaints about the boss, which he used to like reading, but now he is too lazy to pay too much attention to them.

Cyber ​​mining is still interesting in the game.

They also have a group for communication, but because they can only use the official functions to chat after putting on the helmet, the main function of the group is to organize people to log in together.

Sometimes we chat, but not often. If we have that time, why not play the game and chat at the same time? We can catch up on sleep while playing the game.

Many female players have said that their skin is getting better after playing this game, and some have even cured their insomnia.

"What's going on in your Kazhan Town? Aren't you going to the main city, or is there no plot NPC to guide you?"

"Stop talking. There's a super powerful NPC in Kazhan Town who's blocking the road and won't let us leave."

"That's great, we'll just kill them and save you from your misery."

"Kill him for nothing. I made him a red name once before. He is level 33 and a necromancer. He often stays in Kazhan Cathedral. There is a large cemetery behind Kazhan Cathedral. It is conservatively estimated that there must be several thousand corpses. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I'll go, so handsome?"

"What's even cooler is that he wants to attract us players to join the cult. Do you know what I mean?"

"Change of job?"

Necromancer, that sounds much more interesting than a sorcerer.

With a flick of the hand, thousands of troops rushed forward. No player could resist that kind of scene. If an undead bone dragon was summoned, they could even cosplay as the Lich King.

My ring will not lose. After watching for a while, he felt that the people in the group were dreaming. Not to mention how likely it was that they would change their profession to a necromancer, it was absolutely impossible to summon a bunch of brothers to help everyone.

Games aren't designed that way.

He was a little hungry. He took a look at the refrigerator and found that there was nothing to eat. He was about to take out his mobile phone to order takeout, but he didn't expect that it had already shown that the delivery was successful.

"That's not right." He looked at the pickup location with a somewhat unhappy expression.

It would have been fine if it was delivered two days late, but it was actually delivered to a post station several kilometers away.

I made a phone call and the person on the other end was very sincere, but that was just sincerity.

"When can it be delivered?" He said in a bad tone.

"The earliest will be the day after tomorrow."

“It’s only a few kilometers away!”

"But since they belong to two districts, we have to send the express back to the district center, then deliver it to your district, and then distribute it to the courier."

I don't usually see you guys follow the rules so well.

"Forget it, I'll get it myself."

He had waited too long and didn't want to wait any longer.

After hanging up the phone, I took the keys and left, taking the garbage down with me.

Ride the tram and speed along at lightning speed.

He was not very familiar with the post station which was a few kilometers away. He followed the navigation and walked around for more than ten minutes before he successfully arrived.

The moment I picked up the goods and received the box, I felt a sense of happiness.

Just as he was leaving, he suddenly noticed a roadside barbecue stand. Thinking of packing some barbecue to take back home, he walked to the owner's stall to order.

"Well, that's all, pack it up and take it away." He turned his head and saw a plastic chair full of tiles, and sat down on it.

Physically and mentally refreshed.

"Hey, it's just a joke, what's wrong?"

It was noisy nearby.

There were a few tattooed men who didn't dress properly in the hot summer, exposing their belly and lifting up their vest to look like a bra. They got drunk and their faces turned red. They were gesticulating with two girls, looking very emotional.

"Fuck, there are still people like this?" He had seen this kind of person on short videos many times before, and always felt that even if he was a person who slipped through the nine-year compulsory education net, he should have some brains.

If you molest women on the street, you really want to go to jail.

Originally he did not want to intervene, but he did not expect those people to become more and more excessive. The owner of the barbecue stall could not stand it anymore and went over to stop them. However, those people were like dogs whose tails were stepped on. They felt that their domineering authority was questioned, and they started punching the owner.

"What are you looking at!" Some of the people who hadn't taken action yet saw that I couldn't lose with my ring and looked at me unfriendly, pointing their fingers.

What these tattooed men are best at is putting their left hands in their pockets and pointing their right hands forward.

The beating became more and more severe, the girl was crying, and the boss was resisting.

"Fuck!" My Huanqun stood up, ran quickly and then jumped up.

Before changing his job to a spell wizard and a two-headed man, he also fought in close combat with disaster monsters as an undead with low combat effectiveness.

The skills acquired in life-and-death battles burst forth at this moment.

He leaped up and kicked the tattooed man who was pointing at him, knocking him down. After landing, when another tattooed man was about to raise his foot to kick him, he quickly grabbed the other man's raised foot.

The first reaction of ordinary people when seeing someone kicking is to dodge, but he has experienced too many battles, and seeing the opponent attacking him in such a flawed way, he couldn't help himself.

Grab one of the opponent's feet and sweep with your right leg at the same time.

"Ouch!" The second tattooed man fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Several other tattooed men also noticed the situation here and rushed towards him aggressively.

My ring taker would not lose so I rolled over and perfectly avoided the continuous kicks.

Tattooed men are not very good at fighting. When they hit someone, they just kick them with their feet, and then kick them again, or raise their fists high and smash them down, as if they are afraid that the other person will not be able to dodge.

Grabbing the broom beside me, my heart instantly settled down, and at the same time, the familiar feeling of fighting with a one-handed sword surged into my body.

He rushed into the group of tattooed men with a broom in his hand, and successfully knocked all of them to the ground with his own strength.

The big commotion here also attracted the attention of a group of passers-by.

Most people were watching, but someone shouted, "Don't worry young man, the police have been called!"

The two girls supported each other and stood up, sniffling and with bright red slap marks on their faces.

"Are you OK?"

"Hiss, it's okay, I just forgot to lower the pain feedback." My ring taker will not lose and rubbed his arm subconsciously and replied, then he realized that this was not a game.

Soon the police car arrived and all the people were taken into the car.

Inside the police station, my husband was very calm. He was acting bravely. Not only did his boss and two girls help to testify, but there were also cameras that recorded the entire process.

That night, someone posted a video online that he had recorded with his mobile phone of a man holding a broom and sword and picking up a group of social scum.

My Tamaki will not lose and he doesn’t know that he seems to be famous. Even if he knows, he doesn’t care. The real world is less and less attractive to him, but the game is becoming more and more attractive to him.

Even when two girls took the initiative to add his contact information and come over to chat, he still had no interest in acting.

What's the point of a woman, he wants to go online to mine!

The main city’s resources are almost complete, you know? No matter how big the matter is, it’s not as important as this one!

After returning home, he couldn't wait to replace the new accessories.

Adjusted myself and lay down on the bed.

Next, Yuanshen - start!
(End of this chapter)