Plain text online domain name mobile phone synchronization please visit
"Oh, Wang Lu has started to act!"
"Is this true!? Hurry up and ask people to watch!"
On the morning when Shutong and his companions left Taoyuan Village with an astonishingly high degree of completion, Wang Lu finally finished his retreat and walked out the door, attracting countless people to watch.
"Oh, he is Wang Lu. It turns out that he looks like this, so it's nothing special. After hearing what you guys said before, I thought he was a demon with a length of eight feet and a waist circumference of eight feet."
"Tsk, the eight-foot figure will be punished by heaven, right? Don't look at it, this guy is the first to walk out of Yunbotu."
"Maybe it's just luck. Seeing that he didn't do much in Taoyuan Village."
"Nothing? Hai Yunfan, who was the first to walk out of the village, completed the task under his guidance."
"Cut, blindly seeking speed, how high can the completion rate be? A waste of the village chief's first-level mission. And now that all the exclusive missions in the village have been activated, what can he do even if he ends the retreat?"
"Who knows... That's why everyone came to watch, to see what he was going to do."
And what Wang Lu did next did not disappoint.
He went to help Aunt Huang in the east of the village carry water.
"Hey, did you make a mistake! Aunt Huang's mission has been completed, and now it is impossible to recognize anyone as her son. What kind of water is he picking!?"
And the testers who took up Aunt Huang's mission were also puzzled. This Aunt Huang's mission is probably at the D-level level, and its value can be ranked among the bottom three in the village. The task is used as an opening, and I don't know what the purpose is.
Wang Lu ignored the onlookers and concentrated on carrying water. He was of medium stature but had good physical strength. He filled Aunt Huang's water tank in a short time.
"Oh, boy, thanks..."
Before the aunt finished speaking, Wang Lu interrupted: "I want to go to your son's school."
The aunt froze for a moment, then nodded.
Afterwards, Wang Lu didn't even say a word of greetings, put down the carrying pole and walked to the next door.
Aunt Huang’s own son, Huang Xiucai, lives next door. The value of the task is much higher than his ordinary mother. At first, he was only a grade D, but later on, he was able to use this as an opportunity to meet a hermit in the village. The old pedant, that is the first-class task, and it is also the task that the little book boy Wang Zhong relies on to make his name in the village.
Now that Huang Xiucai's task has been completed, after the little book boy left, he no longer pretended to others, and the other trainees didn't bother to talk to this worthless poor scholar. Now that Wang Lu was about to stride into the school, the trainees were all guessing how he would break the situation.
"Could it be that this scholar has a hidden mission?"
"No way, if you put it this way, do other villagers also have hidden missions? Wang Lu has been in seclusion for so long, so he is confident that he can start the hidden mission?"
Next, Wang Lu walked straight into the school, and before Huang Xiucai could speak, he handed a dozen papers in front of him: "Teacher, this is today's homework."
At this moment, the onlookers outside were confused. Wang Lu didn't pay the tuition fee because he didn't pay the tuition fee. It stands to reason that he should be kicked out when he entered the school, but now he not only swaggered in, but also claimed to hand in his homework! ? When did he write his homework? But what Huang Xiucai is teaching today is poetry, and I think what is written on the paper should also be poetry or something.
Huang Xiucai took the paper as a matter of course, looked at it carefully, and took a breath: "This poem is really written by you!?"
"Otherwise, who else could it be?" Wang Lu asked back with a smile, "Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning... Have you read similar poems before?"
"These poems are sincere and impassioned. How can you, an eleven or twelve-year-old child, have such emotion?"
"I am very talented, Wenqu Xing came down to earth."
Wang Lu said with a smile, looking at Huang Xiucai like looking at a village dog. Even a nine-year-old child would not be fooled by this kind of nonsense, but Huang Xiucai thought for a moment, then shook his head and sighed.
"It's a pity that I have accepted the closed disciple, otherwise I will definitely accept you as a disciple."
Wang Lu continued to laugh, completely ignoring the scholar's emotion: "I need you to do something."
Huang Xiucai looked upright: "Go ahead."
"I want your sweat towel." Wang Lu said, pointing to the towel that Xiucai put on the table to wipe off his sweat.
Huang Xiucai was stunned for a moment: "You want this?"
"Yeah." After speaking, Wang Lu didn't wait too long, reached out and took it, and left after taking it. Huang Xiucai is also a wonderful person. After a daze, he put the matter of Wang Lu behind him and read aloud to the children in the classroom again, as if nothing had happened just now.
The trialists who watched outside the house were not surprised. Most of the villagers in Taoyuan Village had such a pattern. Except when triggering tasks, most of the time they were as stupid as animals.
The strange thing is that Wang Lu swaggered out with the sweat towel of a poor scholar, what exactly did he want to do? Huang Jiaxiu is not a girl with yellow flowers, his sweat towel is sour and smelly, what's the fun
As a result, everyone watched Wang Lu go all the way to the home of another famous person. When he got to the door, several onlookers exclaimed.
"Xiaofang! This is Xiaofang's house!"
The others looked at each other in dismay. The village girl, Xiaofang, was a legendary figure in Taoyuan Village. She had a square face and a beard, and was eight feet tall and had an eight-foot waist. She could eat twenty steamed buns and ten plates of beef for a meal. The stone lock, which weighs only one hundred and ten kilograms, is danced for entertainment before and after meals.
Such a sturdy character, he is a hero wherever he is placed, but in Taoyuan Village, he becomes a village girl Xiaofang, and she is a passionate Xiaofang who calls for true love. Her exclusive task is the route of love, and she must be loyal to her to be Start the follow-up route. Many testers rated it as a legendary mission that surpassed Grade A. The prince of a certain country sacrificed everything to be lingering with him, but he lost everything with one move. Unexpectedly, Wang Lu walked to the door full of ambition at this time...
It's a pity, if the prince hadn't activated the mission before, maybe with Wang Lu's ability, he might have been able to finish this mission... Although thinking about it, I feel my stomach is overwhelmed. But no matter what, Wang Lu has no chance now.
As a result, Wang Lu knocked on the door directly, and said while knocking, "Xiaofang, I have Huang Xiucai's sweat towel."
As soon as the words were finished, the door opened, and the village girl Xiaofang grabbed a greasy pork leg and said in a low voice, "What did you just say?"
Wang Lu smiled: "I'll exchange Huang Xiucai's unwashed sweat towel for a bowl of steamed meat made by you."
"You want my tamales?...Okay, bring the sweat towel."
As Xiaofang said, she reached out to take the sweat towel, the fat on her arms trembled, it was unknown whether it was because she was too nervous or the fat was too loose.
Wang Lu didn't stop her, and let her take the sweat towel away. Then Xiaofang held the sweat towel in the palm of her hand as if she had found a treasure under the terrified eyes of countless people, and suddenly buried her head in and inhaled.
At this time, a tester who looked like a beggar and exuded the aura of a defeated dog was shocked: "By the way, Xiaofang has a crush on Huang Xiucai!"
Everyone looked back, it was a certain prince who had been beaten by Xiaofang to kidney failure not long ago because he stepped on two boats, his words should be somewhat believable. What's more, the way this manly village girl expresses her feelings is so direct that even ten people can understand it.
Xiaofang seemed impatient to do something with this sweat towel, her two mung bean eyes gleamed with oil, and hurried to the back room with the sweat towel in her hands, even throwing the pig leg that she was holding onto the ground casually.
However, this village girl was a real person. After a few minutes, Xiaofang walked out with a big jar in her arms, "You gave me the real thing, thank you!"
When Wang Lu took the jar, his fairly strong arm sank at that moment. This jar of steamed meat was as solid as Xiaofang. And even though the jar was sealed, an unconcealable fragrance spread out, which made people move their index fingers.
If the village girl Xiaofang said that there is still something to be desired, it is the superb cooking skills.
"Thank you."
Xiaofang patted her chest: "You're welcome, if you have such a good thing next time, feel free to bring it to me. I still have a unique and secret ham here, waiting for you to exchange it!"
Wang Lu smiled again: "Okay, with your words, I will also give you the underwear of the scholar."
Xiaofang opened her nostrils: "Heh! If you can bring Huang Xiucai's underwear, I will give it back to you!"
"It's free." Wang Lu declined politely, and then struggled to lift the meat jar and walked to the other side.
This time, Wang Lu didn't go too far, and knocked on the door of a family.
It was still the same way, Wang Lu used a stall of rice flour to steam meat, in exchange for a bolt of fine silk, and then exchanged the silk for a few large boxes of powder, and then used the powder to exchange snacks... Some of these exchanges earned and some lost, Wang Lu He didn't care, he just repeated this set of actions like a puppet: knocking on the door, offering the thing in his hands, and asking for another thing.
Then, move on to the next one with a grateful gaze.
In one day, Wang Lu went around the village non-stop, knocked on the doors of 120 houses, sent warmth to 120 people, and finally returned home leisurely with a box of meals from the Taoyuan Hotel.
On this day, a dozen or so people stopped the strategies in their hands and concentrated on following Wang Lu in circles. The people also looked shocked.
After living in Taoyuan Village for a month, no one knows that favorability is a keyword that was first created by Wang Lu and has been carried forward in the village by Hai Yunfan and others. Every villager has a favorability, and favorability is a test. The alchemist's task completion rate! From the perspective of a businessman, Wang Lu bartered things this morning. From the perspective of a businessman, he explained a word to everyone.
What is awesome.
The only task of the trainees in Taoyuan Village is to increase the favorability, and Wang Lu has achieved the ultimate in raising the favorability. Except for the necessary lines, he does not say a word. Many times, the dialogue with the villagers even violates the normal logic. , but it happened to go on smoothly, and everyone was happy in the end.
There is only one explanation for this. Wang Lu grasped the logic of the missions, saw how to brush the favorability of each mission, and used the simplest way to get the highest favorability. What is even more amazing is that he connected the tasks of 120 people into a chain and completed them in one wave.
A whole day, 120 people, everyone is grateful to Wang Lu, if their exclusive tasks have not been triggered, no one doubts that Wang Lu will definitely trigger 120 exclusive tasks, from the degree of favorability of a single person Speaking of it, it may not be more than those specialized testers in the village, but it is quite terrifying if it is superimposed by 120 times.
At present, the most philanthropic trainees only hold more than ten quest lines at the same time, but when dealing with so many villagers, they will be in a hurry.
And what about Wang Lu? One wave, one hundred and twenty people, none of them fell behind. The onlookers summed up his walking position map and found that he almost didn't take an extra wrongdoing! What's even more frightening is that his method of brushing favorability can be repeated infinitely, which is equivalent to perfectly controlling 120 quest lines. This is really not a realm that ordinary people can understand.
People will go crazy if they wash their hands a hundred and twenty times a day, let alone doing tasks one hundred and twenty times? But Wang Lu could do it.
"... But what's the point of that?"
A tester concealed his jealousy with a mocking smile.
"If he had made the move a month earlier, there would be nothing to say. Everyone would be squeezed out of the road to immortality by him. They would not be able to get a single quest, and they would be trapped here forever. But he is the one who is trapped to death now! What's the use of Bo Neng gaining the favorability of 120 people? Now there is no one who can give him quests!"
Although these words were not polite, they also expressed the feelings of many people.
Wang Lu, you are indeed awesome, but don't you think that you are pretending to be a fool
Of course Wang Lu didn't think so.
Early the next morning, when Wang Lu went out, he happened to meet a few white-faced teenagers who were unhappy and came to provoke him.
"Wang Lu, it's a pity that you've worked so hard to gain favorability..."
As a result, Wang Lu interrupted before he finished speaking.
"I know what you want to say... To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be so stupid. Do you really think that the one hundred and twenty people are the whole of Taoyuan Village?"
The pale youths who asked this question were taken aback, and quickly counted the villagers from beginning to end with their fingers.
"No... nothing left behind, right?"
A young man hesitated and said, "Unless you count the children in Mama Zhang's womb, there are only 120 people in the village."
Another thought: "Or is it that even pigs and dogs in the village have tasks?"
In the middle of the discussion, Wang Lu interrupted: "You idiots are really the product of inbreeding, right?"
Although they are not very familiar with the terminology, the young masters also heard that this was an extremely vicious insult, and blood rushed to their faces: "What did you say?"
While shouting and cursing, he was about to rush up and fight to the death.
Wang Lu raised his face and hugged his chest, looking at them as if he was watching wild dogs mating in the village.
And the moment after the young masters swung their fists, a black shadow descended from the sky.
"Ah, hit, hit, hit!"
The fastest update, no pop-up windows please.