"Learned 4 or 4 skills?" The fat man waved his hand and learned all the skills he could learn without hesitation. The thief next to him was dumbfounded and stammered. He was obviously a person who had paid high tuition fees. The unlucky guy who was turned away.
"It's just 4 skills. It's useless." The fat man glanced at him and said disdainfully.
After changing jobs and learning skills, what will you do next? The fat man took half a second to think about it and decided decisively to go to the mass grave again.
Now that he has the strength, Fatty is of course thinking about the BOSS on the lower floors of the mass grave. Mass Grave is located next to Xuanwu City and is used for leveling up by players who have just changed jobs. In just a few days, no, even in one day, the bosses on the lower floors may be knocked down.
For BOSS, all players have the interest to be no weaker than Fatty, even if they die and lose levels. However, with Fatty's current level, rashly killing BOSSs below the fourth level alone is the stupidest way to commit suicide.
When he was about to take action, he touched his belly. I was having fun playing the game, but in reality I forgot to eat.
I found a random place to log off, took off my helmet, and it was already dark outside. Fatty's favorite thing is to take the dark night with him, because the dark night gives him a sense of security.
He opened the window, took a deep breath, and stared at the night outside the window. For a moment, Fatty was confused: What is the purpose of living
However, the confusion only lasted for a few seconds. The fat man quickly woke up and said to himself in a firm voice, of course it was for money.
Earn a lot of money, and then walk arrogantly on the street with a sack on your back. If someone doesn't like it, throw a bunch of bills at him and hit him to death. This is what the fat man pursues.
After cooking some side dishes and drinking some wine, the fat man picked up the phone and called his sister Qian Xiaoqian.
The phone rang and it took a while for someone to answer. Qian Xiaoqian must have been playing a game.
"Hehe, brother, what's the matter?" Qian Xiaoqian's playful laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"It's okay. I want to ask you what level you are. Can you train with me?" the fat man asked.
"No, I'm leveling up with my classmates. I'm currently doing a job transfer mission. Brother, have you changed jobs?" Qian Xiaoqian asked. Qian Xiaoqian's upgrade speed is not slow. There are still only a few players who have reached level 10 and received job transfer tasks.
"Of course, it doesn't matter who your brother is." The fat man laughed, asked his sister the name of the game, and hung up the phone.
When you go online again, the system will immediately prompt you for friend requests. The fat man clicked on it and saw an ID called Pretty in Pink, which was Qian Xiaoqian.
Opening the package, there were several pieces of equipment that the cavalry commander had revealed. The bronze weapon has a spear, a boot, and a piece of armor, and the others are all blank slate equipment.
I threw a few identification techniques at random, and found nothing good.
I went to the warehouse, sorted out everything in the package, and put all the attribute equipment into the warehouse. Now is not a good time to sell equipment, wait until everyone has money.
After sorting it out, he went to buy some red and blue medicines, and Fatty was about to start his own leveling career. But where to level up
After much thought, Fatty couldn't resist the temptation of the BOSS and decided to visit the mass graves again.
At this time, a large number of players have poured into various major cities. As a leveling point for low-level players close to Xuanwu City, especially as one of the job transfer mission sites, the popularity of Mass Grave has been rising sharply.
The first floor of the Mass Grave has been occupied by players from various gangs, and slogans such as "XX gang has reserved the space for leveling, and others should leave quickly, otherwise they will bear the consequences" can be heard everywhere.
The second floor of the mass grave was also divided among several powerful gangs. As one of the mission monsters, the Skeleton Centurion is extremely sad and refreshes every three hours. It does not take more than five minutes each time before returning to the arms of the Skeleton God. Um, is there a master of skeletons? who knows.
On the third floor of the Mass Grave, the level of the mob skeleton cavalry here has reached level 20, which is about 10 levels higher than the current player level. The only people who can come here to upgrade are basically experts and idiots.
Fatty had already used the stealth he had just learned before he reached the mass grave. Although the stealth speed is slower, it is safer, especially since the Yunlong Gang may still be here. I'm not afraid of the fat man PKing them, but the fat man enters the game to make money. A PK will cost a lot of money.
Go in quietly, don't let anyone shoot you. Fatty sneaked into the third floor of the Mass Grave, where four or five teams of players had each designated a territory and were grinding monsters and leveling up. After taking a quick look at the leaders of several teams, Dongmen Chuifeng, Fengshen Tianxia, Yunlong Chuhai, Weak Liu Fufeng, and Jiangdong Little Overlord, except for one team, they were all old acquaintances.
The monsters in Eternity basically have high attack and defense, and are ridiculously strong. They can level up on maps that are nearly 10 levels higher than their own. You can imagine the strength of these players. However, they only occupy a place and play their own games. Trying to reserve a place for leveling here is tantamount to courting death. Let's not talk about whether we can reserve the field. Even if we can reserve the field, dozens of level 20 monsters will surround us. No matter how powerful the profession is, they will not be able to withstand it.
The cavalry commanders on the third floor had not been refreshed yet. The fat man pondered for a moment and quietly went down to the fourth floor from among several gangs. The monsters on the fourth floor are level 25 skeleton archers and level 20 skeleton cavalry, a typical combination of high attack, high defense, and close and far combat.
No one on the fourth floor has come to level up yet. After all, the level difference is too big and the consumption is too much. Leveling up here is not worth the gain. The reason why Fatty sneaked in was because he really couldn't bear to leave the BOSS on the four floors below.
Invisibly, he walked around the fourth floor hall and saw the BOSS on the fourth floor from a distance. A tall skeleton, wearing a suit of armor and a black cloak hanging behind him, was riding on a skeleton horse. Under the dark helmet, his eyes glowed with a faint red light.
Throw a Thief's Eye in there, but nothing happens. Throw in an Appraisal Technique again, and the BOSS's information appears in front of you.
[Skeleton General] Bronze level BOSS
grade:? ?
attack:? ?
defense:? ?
…
As expected, apart from the name, everything else is a question mark. But this is much better than the Thief's exclusive skill Thief's Eye.
Touching his chin, the fat man squatted on the ground and thought carefully for a while. His biggest reliance on fighting the BOSS alone is the Poisonous skill attached to the Frostfang Blade. As long as it is poisoned, the BOSS's life or death can basically be determined.
Of course, this is only useful for low-level BOSS. When it comes to high-level BOSS, the high amount of blood recovery per second makes players unable to cry.
Sneaking close to the Skeleton General, Fatty couldn't help but give a great greeting to the staff who created this character under close observation. The armor is quite neat, but his ugly features and flat expression are not as comfortable to look at as the naked skeleton horse.
"Come on, my gold coins." The fat man blew on the dagger, and a strangulation hit was successful. A giant white python appeared and wrapped around the skeleton general. The skeleton general's expression changed, and his two cloudy eyes stared at the fat man, but remained motionless.
Poisonous beast.
The dagger Frostfang Blade quickly slashed across the Skeleton General's thigh. A trace of green instantly appeared on the Skeleton General's face, and then a blood-red number appeared.
—25
He actually has 25,000 HP, which is enough for a fat man to drink a pot if he is killed by force.
One strangled and the other was poisonous. Although the BOSS was successfully poisoned, it also exposed Fatty's position. The guards of the surrounding BOSS shouted and raised their spears at the same time. The skeleton archers wandering outside also bent their bows and arrows, aiming at the fat man.
"Hehe." The fat man smiled obscenely and dove into the belly of the skeleton horse. This set was used by Fatty skillfully when dealing with the cavalry commander on the third floor.
Sure enough, as soon as the fat man got under the horse's belly, not only the skeleton cavalry tried to attack but couldn't reach him, but even the skeleton archers didn't know how to attack. Several random arrows were blocked by the surrounding skeleton cavalry.
Click, click. The skeleton cavalry and skeleton archers circled around the skeleton cavalry where the fat man was, but they could never attack. A pair of will-o'-the-wisp eyes shone with a dark light. In an instant, several skeleton cavalrymen raised their spears at the same time and struck them vertically. At the same time, several skeleton horses stood up under the control of the skeleton cavalrymen. Step down hard.
Shock: The knight changes his skills and attacks in a range.
Trample: A unique skill of the mount, range attack, with a certain chance of being stunned.
As the horse's hooves hit the ground, circles of blue light rippled up, and the fat man's blood volume immediately plummeted to the bottom like a roller coaster climbing high in the sky.
"Wipe!" The fat man was shocked. He quickly threw a blood bottle into his mouth, rolled and crawled out of the encirclement, and ran far enough away. When he was out of the battle, he immediately activated his stealth skills and disappeared from the monster's eyes.
"It's so dangerous, so dangerous." The fat man slapped his chest repeatedly, and the fat on his body trembled like waves.
Unable to find Fatty's figure, the skeleton cavalry and skeleton archers fought for a while and then calmed down. Only the Skeleton General wore a green color and looked ahead with resentment.
After waiting patiently for a while, until the green color disappeared from the skeleton general, the fat man immediately sneaked over and poisoned him again.
This time, the fat man was no longer so aggressive. He ran out immediately after administering the poison and immediately started sneaking out of the battle. Even so, he still lost two-thirds of his blood.
Brushing monsters is boring, and beating BOSS is not necessarily easy. The poisonous beast loses 0.1% of its blood every second. Logically speaking, it only takes a thousand seconds, which means it can be solved in ten minutes. However, as a BOSS, the amount of blood returned by the Skeleton General is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary mobs. Every time the poison is administered, the BOSS must recover at least half of its health.
In this way, you come and go. Although Fatty was in crisis several times, he still survived tenaciously.
…
Wow.
The skeleton general shook a few times, and after the last number flew out of his head, he finally couldn't stand and lay on the ground, with a lot of things falling around.
"Ding-"
System prompt: Congratulations on killing the bronze BOSS Skeleton General, gaining 15,000 experience points and 120 reputation points.
Brush, a golden light rises.
"Ding-"
System prompt: Congratulations on reaching level 11.
"It's not easy." The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the equipment exploded by the Skeleton General, and squatted on the ground.
Although Fatty did not face off against the Skeleton General, the difference in strength was too great. Every time he was poisoned, it was like stepping on a tightrope. If he was not careful, he would return to the city for free.