Archive
This can be archived after passing through!
Zhou Qingfeng thought, and a detailed explanation about the archive appeared: "Based on the deposit of the selected person before crossing, it is converted into basic coupons. After the trial is over, the state at a certain point in time can be saved or extracted.
Each save consumes '2 to the power of N'points, where N is the level. The cost of reading files is one hundred times the cost of archiving. Your current level is zero, the deposit is converted into coupons, and the balance is 125,463 yuan and octagonal.
The current filing fee is one yuan, and the file reading fee is one hundred yuan. The savings are exhausted, and the elected are obliterated. "
The retina image shows the number of Zhou Qingfeng's deposits in the bank before the crossing. He has saved such a small amount of money after working for a few years, and now it has become the basis of his own life.
At first glance, the current cost of saving and reading files is not high, but Zhou Qingfeng only needs to calculate a little to know that this cost will become very scary when the level is increased.
At level ten, it costs 1024 yuan to archive and more than 100,000 yuan to read. This will exhaust all Zhou Qingfeng's deposits at once.
The archive at level 20 will jump to one million, and the archive at level 30 will require more than one billion soft sister coins to save once. Reading the file will add two zeros-so expensive, who can afford it? !
Zhou Qingfeng looked down again. He traveled to the world of swords and magic, and he was a master at level ten, and it would be difficult to upgrade. The fifteenth level reaches the legendary state, if it can reach the 30th level, it is a demigod. At the top forty level, he is already in the spirit class.
As for how strong the different levels are, the retina screen gives a reference-the evil dragon Alatis, who has killed Zhou Qingfeng countless times, is a red dragon that has just grown up. According to dragon standards, it is still very young, only level twelve, not even the legendary class.
However, considering the racial advantage, the twelfth-level red dragon can already resist the legendary powerhouse.
When Zhou Qingfeng saw this, he didn't know whether to be happy or depressed. If you reach the top forty level, the money..., still can't afford it!
He is currently only level zero, and he spends a dollar to save it, which is considered to be a short and stable preservation of the short-term stability he has only obtained after thousands of deaths. I can look at my current coupons again, and I can't help but regret that I didn't study much for Mao and found a good job, so that...
After crossing, there will be no money.
"Can I still make money and increase the number of coupons?" Zhou Qingfeng thought in his mind, and the retina screen quickly gave the answer, "Please continue to explore the unknown world and unlock more abilities."
This is the same as saying nothing.
Forget it, leave it alone.
Zhou Qingfeng crawled out of the hidden rotting leaves to look at the heart-shaped stone necklace that saved his life. The original intact heart-shaped stone became shattered. He was hiding under the rotten leaves and couldn't completely avoid the red dragon's attack. He only survived by the shield propped up by the necklace.
The ground was scorched, but the fire failed to ignite. The trees in this forest are hard, dull, and strange in appearance, and they seem to be hard to be lit. Although the broken heart-shaped stone necklace was scrapped, Zhou Qingfeng still wore it on his neck, looking at the sharp sword.
The blade is not long, it is a dagger style specially designed for ladies. The hilt and scabbard are exquisite and gorgeous, and at first glance they are high-end goods used by the nobles. Pressing the spring to draw the sword, the cold light shines. The sword is like a mirror, reflecting Zhou Qingfeng's current appearance.
Dirty face, messy hair, and returning to the age of eighteen. In terms of physique and appearance, Zhou Qingfeng has nothing to complain about. He climbed up a tree and looked around. The forest was vast, but he didn't know where to go.
There must be no way to go over the cliff.
Zhou Qingfeng can only stay away. He can't run around at random now. After all, after the so-called'trial', the reading is 100 yuan. The money seems to be small, but the deposit is only enough to support more than a thousand times. He died on the cliff more than a thousand times.
The sky is already gloomy, and the light is even dim in the woods. The deposited leaves and branches rotted on the ground, and they were limp with one foot. Frightened, a large number of reptiles and vipers emerged from under the fallen leaves, burrowing lifelessly, frightening and disgusting.
From time to time, the twisted branches swept across the head and neck, hooked the clothes, and caused great trouble in the pulling and pulling. Occasionally, blood-sucking bugs crawl over, and it hurts and itch after a bite.
After walking a long distance, when Zhou Qingfeng pulled away a few branches, his vision suddenly widened. He walked through the woods to a small river beach.
A dirt road winds along the river beach, near the river beach there is an open space, a bonfire camp built by a circle of stones. This seems to be specially prepared for pedestrians passing by, so that people can stay here for a short time and stop to rest.
This discovery surprised and delighted Zhou Qingfeng. If there is a camp, there must be people. This is better than he is alone in the wild. But the camp was silent, and there were a few pieces of firewood that hadn't burned out in the firepit built with stones.
The temperature of the fire pond is cold, but there are some food leftovers on the ground. Zhou Qingfeng kicked the beast bones and other things out of the ashes, checked the broken gap, and confirmed that the camp had been used not long ago.
Zhou Qingfeng decided not to walk indiscriminately and stayed at the camp to wait for the next wave of pedestrians. Ask questions, inquire about the news, and then confirm the action. Otherwise, relying on his current physical strength to walk around indiscriminately, maybe it will be half way on the street.
Waiting from dawn to getting dark, someone finally came on the road on the river beach. He is tall and thin, in his twenties, riding a horse, and looks ordinary. Zhou Qingfeng was happy when he saw the visitor, but he didn't change his expression and only looked at the visitor, which was regarded as a greeting.
The tall and thin person looked at Zhou Qingfeng carefully, not letting go from the clothes and shoes he was wearing to the dagger he was holding. After confirming safety, he tied the horse to the camp's pillar, picked up a few pieces of rotten wood outside the camp and threw it into the firepit, took out the flint and lighted the fire.
After a while, a convoy came on the road. A simple wooden wheeled car slowly entered the camp with a cage on it. The cage was small, and inside it was an ugly man curled up with his hands and feet tied.
Two big wolves with grinning teeth were pulling the cart. On either side of the cage stood seven or eight spears..., goblins.
That's right, it's a goblin!
These green-skinned monsters are not tall and have a thick coat of hair on their bodies. They have flat faces, thick nostrils, sharp ears, and tiny fangs in their mouths, making them extremely ugly.
The goblins drove the prison cart into the camp by chattering, and then rushed to the firepit with Ok-Ok's barking. They instruct each other to work, but no one is willing to do it.
Zhou Qingfeng stayed for a while after seeing these inhuman creatures, but think about it, he is not even afraid of giant dragons, afraid of what these birds do? The only worry now is the problem of eating and drinking. Walking through the woods for a whole day, the physical exertion was so great that he was too hungry to bear.
The sky continued to be darker, and just before night fell, there was a rumble of horseshoes on the road on the river beach. A dozen tall horses rushed into the camp with a carriage, and seven or eight goblins were frightened and screamed and fled.
On horseback is a majestic knight with neat armor. The head of the man was gray-haired, he held back the neighing war horse and scanned the camp.
The goblin and lanky bandit capital failed to attract too much attention from the elderly knights. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he stared suddenly at the short sword held by the latter.
Seeing the sharp gaze of the other party, Zhou Qingfeng knew that he was too rookie. The dagger he was holding was too eye-catching, which was not a good sign. It's just that it's too late now...
The old knight dismounted straight to Zhou Qingfeng, and the knights behind him immediately surrounded him. Zhou Qingfeng had to stand up and press his sword hilt. He thought to himself: "It's going to be bad, so many people around Lao Tzu must hang up again.
I arrived at this roadside camp and forgot to save it. If it hangs up, not only will it waste a hundred yuan, but it will also have to re-walk the forest road. It's tiring! "