Chapter 394 Ancestors
With the level cap unlocked in version 2.1, and the expeditionary merchant teams selling large quantities of Heart of the Abyss, ordinary people have more ways to obtain potions.

Of course, only in the Kingdom of Rand.

Other regions cannot treat the abyss as their own backyard, and a frenzied attack will surely incur the wrath of the King of the Abyss.

Tinker Bell followed the development of the plot without looking at her crotch, and followed the expeditionary force through the Gate of Morpheus. She did not stop, but went straight to the big crack in the abyss.

The advantage of being a newbie is that you can quickly get through the early stages of the game and catch up with the latest version.

The disadvantage is that the strength improved in this way is a bit confused, and its application is much worse than that of the big guys.

If you find someone releasing magic through "weird dance" in a front-line battle, you can conclude that he must be an old player.

However, some people, facing the fierce army of disasters, chose to stand still and chant incantations. There is no doubt that he is a newbie.

"family!"

Doraemon is live streaming without staring at the crotch. This is another function after the new version update. The opening of the live streaming function has brought new hope to the careers of many anchors.

Is there anything more wonderful in the world than this, live broadcast → sleep.

Just put on the helmet and lie down, you can see the contents of your dreams, and you can watch them through your mobile phone or computer.

I don’t know how the real-time barrage function is implemented, but in short, both the audience and the host feel that the experience is very good.

The anchors can make money while sleeping. They don’t have to suffer from diseases such as tendonitis, periarthritis of the shoulder, hemorrhoids, etc. They can do whatever they want after waking up. The audiences also have entertainment and fun, just like watching a TV series. Even when they are at work, they can capture key information through live broadcasts.

It may be a bit of an exaggeration to say that everyone is playing this game nowadays, but young people are basically addicted to it.

"Family, what should we experience first?" Doraemon asked without looking at his crotch.

She was standing in the Fortress of the Disaster Executioner. The high gray-white walls blocked her eyes from exploring, and all that came and went in front of her were undead.

"Oh my god!" She was suddenly startled because a person covered in black mucus walked over, dropped something and left.

"What is this?" Doraemon picked it up subconsciously without looking at her crotch, and then found that it was actually a dozen hearts of disaster.

"Is this how the big guys welcome newbies?" She was shocked.

Just at this moment, the commentary passed by: "You're welcome"

"It's you!" Xiao Dingdang was relieved immediately when she found out it was a fan from her live broadcast room without looking at her crotch. This is one of the small privileges of being a beautiful anchor. Everyone will be more patient and will help her get equipment.

If it's a funny male anchor, the situation is basically the opposite.

“Witness the newest way to reward!”

"Oh my god, bro, you can throw away the Heart of Disaster casually!"

"With just these stones, you can buy a house in the main city!"

"What? Buy a house?" Doraemon's eyes sparkled. "Is that true?"

“It was possible to buy a house a month ago, but now it’s hard to say.”

Resources are overflowing. At the beginning, an ordinary Heart of Disaster has to be acquired with great effort. However, when everyone's level is raised, the ordinary Heart of Disaster becomes garbage that takes up weight, and a large number of them are thrown to NPC merchants in exchange for military merit.

Then because the number was too large, the military merits began to be discounted.

"Alas," Doraemon sighed, staring at his crotch, feeling that he had missed out on a hundred million.

"Why not go to the Abyss? You can improve your rankings by going to the Abyss and open boxes." Someone was trying to be naughty in the barrage.

"Am I alone?" Doraemon pointed at the tip of his nose without looking at his crotch.

"There are already a dozen towers that have been pushed down by big guys. It's very easy."

"Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and go, you can get precious materials!"

She was only level 20, and she stumbled into the big crack under the guidance of the bullet screen. When she came out of the tower, looking at the sunset scene in front of her and the figure of the gargoyle under the sunset, she blurted out: "Ultraman?"

The barrage of comments suddenly began to surge wildly.

"I finally understand why I pay attention to her. She really understands!"

"I actually understand Ultraman's sunset. I'm paying attention!"

"I like special effects, too, okay." Doraemon said without looking at his crotch, and the topic gradually became off track.

But she didn't notice that many comments were harboring evil intentions.

When she walked up to the gargoyle with curiosity and drew her weapon to hit it, the gargoyle jumped over.

Smoke and dust billowed.

"I am dead?"

"vegetable" "vegetable" "death" "vegetable"

The barrage of comments filled the screen.

What we want is to kill at first sight.

……

The opening of the live broadcast function has attracted more people's attention to this game.

The entertainment anchor has found his own track, and it is very entertaining to watch others get beaten.

The same goes for other types of anchors. The big guys who show off their skills can directly turn the game into a gorgeous dance. Through the study of the mechanism, they make their battles full of entertainment.

There are also anchors who like to study strategy games. They started game testing directly and used live broadcasts to show the effects that different formations can have with the same number of people.

The most indispensable thing is the card drawing anchor. No matter what game it is, as long as there is krypton gold and lottery system, it can always attract a group of people the fastest.

Only about 20 Lind cards have been released so far, and they have become the rarest. In addition, they are numbered when entered into the system, and the anti-counterfeiting work is very good.

The transaction price naturally remains high, which can stimulate the undead people's enthusiasm for lottery.

Now the Great Rift in the Abyss can make the undead people willingly work hard for it, and the lottery is definitely the majority of the reason.

However, at this stage, there are very few undead people entering the abyss, and even the high towers that were previously occupied are being lost one after another. The reason is that most people hope to break through to level 21 first, and then enter the abyss to rush the rankings. If their strength is not improved in the early stage, continuous grinding will only damage the durability of weapons and equipment, which is not worth the loss.

……

After dying more than a dozen times in a row, Doraemon finally faced the reality that this was not a monster she could fight against.

Suffering in the game, enjoying happiness in reality. Her panicked reactions and the horrific deaths of Lara Croft, such as hanging, smashing into pulp, and piercing with spikes, contributed a lot of fun and also earned her many fans.

Fleeing from the Great Rift in panic, she returned to Morpheus' Gate, where she felt a little safe.

I didn't look at it carefully before because I was trying to level up, but now I realize that Morpheus' Gate has become quite large, and many NPCs seem to have started a new life here.

As a game anchor, Doraemon has a certain ability to entertain people and do some incredible things, whether it is deliberately being stupid or having fun, all for the effect of the show, so she is more "socially anxious" than ordinary people.

Since the first echelon couldn't be completed, she might as well take on some side quests. While wandering around aimlessly, she found a group of rather strange people in the nearby Unforgettable Church.

According to what they said, they had gone to Star Dragon City but were kicked out. Now they heard that Lind was at Morpheus' Gate, so they came here to find Lind and force him to give back to them as a way of repaying his kindness.

"We are the ancestors." One of the old men spoke.

These people look no different from ordinary people.

"Ancient men? Not Landers?" Tinker Bell asked without looking at his crotch.

She was not very clear about the races in the game. These people did not look very different, but because of cultural characteristics, they were divided into different races. The Landers should be considered one of the orthodox races. In addition, there were mutants, such as greenskins, murlocs, night demons, vampires, etc., which were quite troublesome to remember.

There must have been many undead people who came here before her, because she saw many things left here by the undead people, including the knife of advice.

"There were liars in front" The other undead called this group of people liars.

"We were the first to come to this land." The old man who spoke sat cross-legged on the stone. He adjusted his sitting posture and smoothed his robe with his hands. His useless elegance made him look even poorer.

"We reclaimed this barren land, but the king of the Land Kingdom abandoned us and treated us as civilians."

"I want to ask a question." Tinker Bell raised her hand without looking at her crotch. After receiving a slight nod from the other party, she asked, "When did the ancestors come to this land?"

"Hundreds of years ago? Thousands of years ago? In short, we have existed before the birth of the Rand Kingdom, even before the appearance of the Three Gods."

"Uh……"

Doraemon doesn't look at his crotch and thinks that these people may have something wrong with their brains. If you say so, then I am still a descendant of the clay figurines made by Nuwa on Earth. Does that mean that some of the things on Earth should also be given to me so that I can collect rent?

"The salt of the earth comes from our sweat, the rain is the tears we once shed, we just want to get back what we deserve." He suddenly stopped talking.

"What do you mean?" Doraemon didn't look at his crotch and began to ask for help from the barrage. Why did these people suddenly stop talking while talking?

A comment flashed by: "Looking for a mouthful."

Then there was another comment: "Some people thought these people really had a hidden plot before, and then they were crazy about feeding them, but they didn't expect that this group of hanged people were so high and mighty, and they took the benefits and still cursed at others."

"These people just want to get benefits from Lin De, saying that they are some kind of arrogant ancestors, but they are just trying to deceive people. They haven't even met Lin De in person."

"I am a host who asks for money online, but I am actually being asked for money by others?" Doraemon thought it was outrageous.

She stood up and prepared to leave, but the "old man" who had been pretending to be profound and silent suddenly spoke: "If you can give us some food, I can tell you some interesting stories."

"Trading stories for food?"

It's really a cyber attack.

Doraemon didn't look at her crotch and found that many people in the barrage were asking her to feed her, which seemed to have triggered a dialogue that had not appeared before, so she turned around and came back.

She had a lot of good things on her, including bread, dried meat, and even sugar.

The old ancestors were eating voraciously. It was obvious that because they had been begging and swearing before, many undead people were unwilling to come and feed them.

"If they are not given food, will these people starve to death?" A comment floated by. It was just an interesting guess. For this guess, everyone was willing to put it into practice. It was a game after all.

"I really don't want to tell this story in the cold winter. The sunny afternoon will weaken the terrible atmosphere a lot. Now we can only stay in the dilapidated church, without fire and warmth... They blocked us outside, but we still wanted to warn them." said the old man.

Hearing this, Doraemon lit a bonfire without looking at her crotch.

"This story happened at the beginning of the world, long, long ago, before the three gods were born."

At this time, many people flocked into her live broadcast room.

"We have been passing down stories by word of mouth, but there are always some deviations in the stories. After you have heard my story, if you meet other people who also know the story, you can communicate with them and compare, and then remember the story and let it be passed down, including the part about the ancestors."

He took a sip of the wine. In an era of poor hygiene, fermented wine would be safer than water and a good medicine to avoid disease.

The cold taste made the old man shiver.

"At the beginning of the world's chaos, only the flame of life existed. At that time, there was no magic, only flames, and from them, light and darkness were born."

Tinker Bell asked without looking at his crotch, "Justice comes from light, and evil comes from darkness?"

"Of course not. What you said is just your own will. A knife is only a weapon when it is used to kill people. It can also be used to cut meat. People born in darkness do not necessarily belong to darkness. People born in light can also go to darkness." The old man said, "They are just light and darkness, and they exist like that."

"But you are partially right. Some people were enlightened by the power. They forged the magic ring, ended the chaos, and chose light."

"Three gods." Doraemon said without looking at his crotch.

"Maybe." The old man nodded slightly.

"…People yearn for light, but their hearts are always attracted by darkness, just like the abyss. But no matter whether it is light or darkness, what I want to say is that it has never mattered from the very beginning. This world and this land are an arena, and humans, disasters, and everything are thrown into it. We humans have been chosen to stand on the side of light from the very beginning, so when darkness strikes again, we must resist."

"Arena?"

"Light and darkness, eagles and snakes, snakes and honey badgers, everything that is in conflict, we must fight back until we die."

"Our ancestors once fought for this land, so we came here to claim back the rights we deserve. The dark forces are making a comeback, and the Landers will understand that the ancestors are an indispensable part."

"Lord Lind is at the front line of the fortress. He has been resisting the abyss. You can't wait for him." She said.

"Perhaps you can convey our message to him, tell him of the warnings of the First Men, and then tell him of their demands."

"Uh……"

Doraemon thought to himself that this mission was not easy to accept, and it was difficult for ordinary undead to have a say in front of Lind.

She could only nod and say, "I'll try my best."

When she left, she was still feeling dizzy, but the experience was like listening to an epic story, which made her want to find Lind and complete the task, until her fans sent her a video link.

Someone really has gone to Lind to "hand in the task".

In the video, Lind listened to what the undead man said.

"Ancients? I won't deny the existence of any race. Maybe what he said is true, but he said some things wrong before that. Word of mouth can also cause deviations in the story. The three gods did not believe in light by chance."

Everyone knows that rumors are the least credible, and even a small thing can be distorted and misinterpreted.

The history that has written records is just a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone.

Stories that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, even stories of our ancestors that have not been recorded in writing, are very likely to be fabricated.

"Although the magic ring is broken, it has never disappeared," Lind pointed to the sky above his head, where it was clear, "if you can see the moon clearly."

The undead people were confused at first, then they looked up at the sky and used telescopes and other things, and finally discovered a horrifying situation.

The moon is broken.

So the magic circle is the moon?

　I caught a cold, slept all day, and felt listless.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)