Who should the Novice Village with more than 100 households turn to to take over the flying sword mission? The answer is yes, the first is the blacksmith, and the second is the village chief. wWw!QunabEn!COm Of course, if you ask a pharmacist to get weapons, they also have guillotines. The key problem is that the guillotines may not be able to fly. Besides, even if they could fly, not many people would be willing to do so. Just imagine, a person steps on a guillotine and flies freely in the sky. If he is not careful, his big toe snaps. After flying around in a circle, only bare feet are left. This is for people with thick skin and thick flesh.
"No!" The village chief waved his hands coolly and simply, and cruelly answered every player with stars in his eyes.
As for the blacksmith, he has no mission, but he does sell swords... but they are not flying swords, but peach wood swords. Not only is the name awesome, but the price is also quite reasonable: only 1 tael of gold.
While everyone was retreating, one young man clenched his teeth and stamped his feet and struck a tael of gold on the blacksmith's table. Under everyone's envious gaze, the young master held the peach wood sword... and cried. He asked the blacksmith sadly: "Uncle, can I return it?"
"When the goods are sold, we don't carry three guarantees. But..." the blacksmith uncle said very gently: "I also have a recycling business of used weapons here,"
"This sword..."
"One tael of silver."
When the young master heard that there was no one behind him, he stumbled out holding the peach wood sword. From this, we can see how unsympathetic everyone is. They all dragged the miserable young master and asked: "Brother, what's wrong?"
But fortunately, this young man is also an honest man. He answered with tears and snot in his nose: "This is a weapon, not a flying sword."
"But we don't have a weapons and equipment column?" Everyone still didn't let the young master off on this issue.
Young Master shook his head and replied: "You can hold it in your hand and chop it, but the system prompts that it cannot be equipped because it has no spiritual energy."
"Oh..." Everyone understood that it turned out that the equipment column could only equip items with spiritual energy. After understanding, everyone dispersed, leaving the young master alone to lament in the wind: I bought such a piece of garbage for one million.
From this point of view, this game is very unkind and inhumane. There are more than 300 villagers in the village, but there is no task to take. Tang Hua walked all the way, sighing.
I saw a strong man hugging the private school teacher's thigh and pleading: "Sir, you can have this."
The gentleman looked from a distance and said in a low voice: "This really doesn't exist."
This section seems very familiar. Tang Hua shook his head and walked towards the second destination where he could get the flying sword.
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That's right, apart from missions, who can I get equipment from? Looking for monsters, of course. We can't afford to offend the boss, but the ones with chickens, ducks, gooses and pigs are still fine. Hush, haven't you heard that people often farm chicken violence artifacts in Novice Village
"Ah!" Tang Hua waved his fist and bravely rushed towards the chickens, but soon he yelled "Mom!" and ran back for his life.
It turns out that the chicken is not an ordinary chicken, but a fighting cock. Yes, it is the Luxi cockfighting in Juancheng, Heze area, Shandong Province, China, which is the most ferocious in the world. This rooster has well-developed chest muscles, a long neck, high legs, and raised tail feathers. It has a handsome and majestic body and a character that is good at fighting and would rather die than surrender.
But a chicken is a chicken after all, so how can it fight with people
The key is that this chicken can attack in groups. It's not the kind of group attack where one person fights a group, but the kind where a group fights one person. As soon as Tang Hua arrived in front of the chickens, more than a dozen chickens immediately flew up and jumped in from the back row, covering the upper, middle and lower sides, and the second wave of attacks was ready. If it weren't for Tang Hua's sharp eyesight, quick thinking, and good health, and turned around in time to escape, he would have died in a sea of chickens.
A buddy in the safe zone patted Tang Hua on the shoulder with lingering fear, extended his thumb and praised: "Awesome, fifty people just rushed out, and you came back alone."
Tang Hua took a few deep breaths and expressed that he was also in shock.
"It's up to me." As he spoke, a man rushed out of the safe zone, and a cross-eyed cock flew up and went straight to Hanzi's eyes. The good man took his time and shouted: "Monster, take the spell... I'm sorry, it's the monster, take the shovel." He fished out a three-foot-long wooden shovel with both hands and swept away thousands of troops with one move. I saw the fighting cock being slapped, letting out a pitiful cry, and falling into the pile of chickens. It was obviously quite seriously injured and could only be left or gone within a span of a punch.
But as soon as it was too late, the flock of chickens rose up in anger, and about thirty fighting cocks drowned the man in an instant with lightning speed. With a flash of white light, the chickens dispersed, leaving only the wooden shovel lying quietly on the ground, proving that this was the most intense battle between humans and chickens in human history.
People silently bid farewell to the hero in the safe zone.
"Brothers, sisters... these guys, fight with them." A stalwart husband stood on a rock and shouted loudly... He made a mistake again, it was a wretched uncle who was shouting.
Suddenly people woke up and rushed into the village to loot weapons. Tang Hua, who witnessed the tragedy, was naturally not to be outdone. He rushed into a house and asked the panicked NPC female villager, "Where is the pot lid?"
"Taken away by robbers," the woman replied timidly.
"Where's the rolling pin?" Tang Hua rummaged through it to no avail and asked again.
"Snatched by robbers."
"Damn it, these people are so quick to attack." Tang Hua walked out of the house helplessly.
Suddenly, a breeze blew around Tang Hua, and the sisters rushed into the house and shouted, "Where is the pot lid?"
"..." Tang Hua felt much more balanced. It turned out that there was someone slower than him, even though she was a woman. Tang Hua stood on a high hill and looked at the tragedy in the village. Thousands of players were walking in and out of the houses, like a group of hard-working ants looking for food.
"Damn, where hasn't been looted?" Tang Hua looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up. There was a big thatched hut in the center of the village that no one had ever entered. Wow! There will most likely be a kitchen knife. Thinking of this, Tang Hua put on fifth gear and rushed down the hill towards the hut.
Tang Hua lowered his head and rushed wildly, asking people to hit others, and seeing dogs hitting dogs. When he reached the hut, he didn't stop and rushed in. He shouted loudly: "Pot lids, rolling pins, two groups first..."
Time freezes. More than thirty innocent eyes fell on Tang Hua, and a drop of cold sweat fell from Tang Hua's forehead. This is not a private house, this is a private school.
The gentleman with a beard glanced at Tang Hua and ordered solemnly: "Sit down."
"Yes!" Tang Hua obediently went to the empty seat in the corner and sat down. Who is Tang Hua most afraid of? Definitely not his mother, but the teacher. In an era when teachers regard students as reckless and students regard teachers as hooligans, why is Tang Hua afraid of teachers? This is because Tang Hua had a real teacher when he was in elementary school. A deceased teacher... Because of this and the fact that the previous generations of his family were more ancient, Tang Hua was still a little different from others. He respected his teacher. Even if he is a rogue teacher, he is willing to respect him. Maybe it's because Tang Hua is sure that the teacher died of exhaustion for them...
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