The desperate enemies in the cloud didn't care anymore, and the fighting power they erupted was no small matter. Several players who came to kill him were actually repelled by him. But Lan Yi and Mang Mang are also experienced and treacherous masters. Seeing that this guy is so unrestrained in killing, they don't want people to go up to surround them, and just send some archers to hunt.
Of course, a large proportion of the archers are immortals in the flowers. Needless to say, this group of people is wretched. The herdsmen in the cloud are also one of the well-known presidents of Yunyun City, but they ended up in such a fate. What's even more exasperating is that these wretched guys looked very boring, boring, and reluctant when attacking the enemy herdsman in the cloud.
The warrior was kited by a dozen archers, and the result was naturally no suspense. The herd enemy in the cloud finally collapsed in pain. Before he died, he hoped that Thousand Miles Drunk would give him a good time, but Gu Fei was limited by the PK value of 29 points, and he watched him with a blank face. The arrow of obscene breath was overturned.
Of course, the herd enemy in the cloud also has a PK value, and fell down in an instant, following the footsteps of the black index finger on the tragic road of falling out of the forty mark. But what is even worse is the situation of his guild.
The behavior of withdrawing from the membership is like an infectious disease. Once one person starts, it will be infected one by one immediately. Some of them followed the herding enemy in the cloud and were threatened with relegation, and some of them didn't even come. They just saw people in the guild keep quitting, and they were heartbroken.
These withdrawal names are familiar to many people in the guild, and many of them are the elite backbone of the Muyun guild, and their withdrawal has a great impact. Just why are they suddenly about to quit the guild? But there was no information coming, and when everyone still had doubts in their hearts, they suddenly discovered that the level of the president had suddenly dropped...
So everyone understood that their guild suffered another catastrophic blow. So many guild elites couldn't hold on this time and chose to quit. They should also make plans for themselves.
So quitting the guild has become a fashion in Muyun, and it has become popular. Between acquaintances and friends, there will be a private message: "Are you retiring?"
The answer is usually "What about you?"
So in a small circle, as long as one person says "I quit". Afterwards, many people said "I will quit too".
The system kept beeping. Within half an hour, there were only 741 members left in the Muyun Guild that was full of 1050 people, and 309 people had chosen to leave, and the turmoil of quitting the membership has not yet stopped. Meeting system news. They saw the wave, but had no way of knowing what was happening. The Muyun player in the dungeon was also in a haze.
Gu Fei, Young Master Han and the others don't know about this situation for the time being, but Sword Without Oath, Upstream and the others have grasped the situation immediately through the inside line. Reflection Nianhua was a little dazed, he didn't expect that the ambush by Thousand Miles Drunk and the others would have such a big impact. He thought that the herd enemy in the cloud would just jump up and shout "again." However, according to the informant's report, the channel of the Muyun Guild was quiet at this time, and the Mudi in the cloud did not come out to engage in public relations at this critical moment. He seems to be tired.
"Muyun is going to end." Reflection Nianhua concluded.
"It's not too far to sing about wine." Oathless Sword laughed. Reflection Years leads people back to the resurrection point. There are so many players with PK values, so the probability of receiving the wrong task is far greater than the right one. Reflection Years brought a hundred people, each with a task, and found out There are only 13 correct ones...
"This method is too inefficient." Oathless Sword shook his head, and his subordinates even got him the task.
"It's not very good, but they all shrank at the resurrection point, there is no other way." Huiying Nianhua said.
"Drinking wine and singing songs has already seriously damaged our vitality. I don't think we need to rush for a while. Keep attacking them, and we will eventually kill them." Oathless Sword's head was sober at this time.
Reflecting Years, however, was a bit reluctant to part with the hard-won advantage at this time. But I have to admit that at this time, if I want to kill it in one gulp, the chances of drinking and singing are not great. But if we extend the front line and continue this war in the future, will it really be possible to eradicate the opposite wine smoothly? It is a little bit reluctant to rely on Zongsihai's own strength to achieve this, but it is still necessary to gather many friendly guilds and work together, so that there is no room for development of drinking and singing.
Reflection Nianhua expressed his opinion, and Oathless Sword agreed. In short, it is a bit difficult to continue to control the current situation. This is basically repeating the old way of dealing with the enemy in the cloud and the black index finger, turning their own initiative into passive, and finally being dragged down by themselves. Such a vivid example has just happened not long ago, and the Oathless Sword is quite good at learning a lesson.
However, the battle did not end so happily at this time. At this time, the struggle between the big guilds has come to an end, but the small and medium guilds involved in this war have not yet decided the winner so quickly, and they are still working hard to kill each other . The guilds that were really forced to be helpless and unable to resist finally basically embarked on the road of announcing their dissolution. The number of guilds in Yunyun City decreased sharply, as if they were undergoing a major cleansing.
The black index finger almost led people to repeat the tragedy of the herdsmen in the cloud. Fortunately, the herd enemy in the cloud was one step faster than him. Seeing that the herd enemy in the cloud was beaten like this, the black index finger also hastily dismissed the idea. He had already compromised in his heart, and it was really a failed decision to fight Qianli Yizui. Now that Muyun is finished, Yingqi Studio, which organized this operation, has not fulfilled the help they promised from the beginning to the end. They intercepted and killed them in the Wulong Mountains, and used the teleportation scroll with an ambush to make Thousand Miles Drunk surrender. Snare or something... These beautiful designs seem to have no effect on the direction of the battle at all...
"President, what should we do?" Many players in the guild heard about the ending of their biggest ally, Muyun Guild, and they were all worried. Quietly, several people from the Black League also left the meeting.
The contagious disease of withdrawal has arrived, but at this time Black Index Finger is not as desperate as the enemy in the cloud. He thought of the only hope for the guild to survive: compromise with Thousand Miles Drunk.
Admitting that he was defeated, admitting that he was wrong... That's what Black Index Finger thought of, it was humiliating, but there was no way. Black Index Finger would feel even more aggrieved if the guild that he had established and developed by himself fell like this. Both left and right are depressed, but after a certain depression, you can give yourself a chance to be comforted, as for the other depression... After the depression, there is only a deeper depression.
The black index finger said what he wanted in the guild, and there was silence in the guild. No one expressed support, but no one expressed opposition. But an obvious signal is that the recession epidemic that had begun to occur suddenly stopped. Obviously, everyone supports it in their hearts, but at this time, if they support it, it will appear very worthless, so if they are worthless, let the president do the worthless things, and the big guys can enjoy the results of being worthless Already...
"The black index finger wants to ask us to chat..." After some twists and turns, the meaning of the black index finger finally reached Gu Fei.
"Well, either to admit defeat and beg for mercy, or to make some kind of trap while struggling to the death, there are only two possibilities." Mr. Han said.
"We decide the place, he will come by himself..." Gu Fei continued.
"He surrendered." Mr. Han concluded.
"However, in the current situation, it doesn't seem to matter whether he surrenders or not. Anyway, the sword ghosts in the dungeon won't have any problems when they get out of prison." Gu Fei said.
"He doesn't think so. He's afraid that you will continue to trouble them!" Han Jiagong said.
"The matter has been resolved, so what are you doing endlessly?" Gu Fei was generous, but he added after speaking: "But in the future, let's give priority to wanted missions and so on!"
"At least we have to see the sincerity of their surrender!" Young Master Han said.
"What do you think?"
"Do you know how much I spent just to buy the teleportation scroll?" Young Master Han asked.
"..." Gu Fei felt that it would be better for Black Index Finger to die in battle, because he would face a strong spiritual and financial blackmail.
So when Black Index Finger met these two people, he really quickly had the idea of dying.
Thousand Miles Drunk basically didn't say a word, and the main idea that Mr. Han said from the beginning to the end was basically two words: "Losing money."
"There's nothing else to pay for." Young Master Han seemed aggrieved, "I have to use money to pay for it. This is really tragic..."
"About... how much does it cost?" Black Index Finger bit the bullet, he used his knees to figure out that this is the time for the lion to open his mouth, and Black Index Finger is not a rich person, so the money can only be collected by the plenum in the end. , then close the door and close down!
"Let's see, in this war, we used more than two hundred teleportation scrolls alone. Do you know how much a teleportation scroll costs?"
The black index finger vomited blood, and Gu Fei almost couldn't hold it back. This guy is really talking nonsense without blinking. More than two hundred teleportation scrolls? You didn't buy that much, did you
The black index finger made a quick calculation in his mind. The price of the teleportation scroll is not too high, more than two hundred. Whether it is true or not, this is the price offered by the other party. There are 1,000 people in my own guild, and the share needs to be 300 per person. I can still pay for it, but I don’t know if these guys are willing. More importantly, Mr. Han still has something to say about it, obviously this is not the only one.
"It's really against the sky that there were more than a hundred people, but you forced more than half of them away at once. They are all masters in the game. What should we do if there is such a serious brain drain?" Mr. Han asked.
"This... this person..." the black index finger faltered.
"Do you think people are valuable, or teleportation scrolls are valuable?" Han Jiagong said.
The black index finger did not hesitate: "The scroll is valuable."
"What about the elite masters? Especially the super elites lost by our guild." Mr. Han said.
Elite fart, super fart! The black index finger burst into tears, who doesn't know that your group of people are all improvised scraps during the city war, if they are all super elites, you will be a super GM.
"Why doesn't the black president speak?" Young Master Han asked.
The black index finger wiped the sweat, "Well, super elite, how super, I really want to see it."
So Mr. Han sent a message, drifting into the box. Drifting was played by the mercenary group mixed with the black index finger. The black index finger is no stranger at all. When he saw it, he was taken aback, and the young master of the Han family said beside him: "Look, it's just such a super, such an elite, you forced them all to quit the industry." Yes, it's a big loss!"
The black index finger is about to collapse, the one in front of me is indeed worthy of the title of "super elite", but the problem is that this is obviously a special case, and standing here now, it is obvious that this will be added back soon... this How is the account calculated
Super Elite Drifter also said hello to Black Index Finger, said something casually, and sat down as if no one else was there.
"How many super elites are there who quit with you?" Young Master Han asked Drifting.
"There are about seventy of them," said Drifting.
"That's seventy!" Young Master Han waved his hands generously.
"Well, I have a good way to convert the value of super elites." Drifting said.
"Oh?" Young Master Han raised his eyebrows. The black index finger was suddenly filled with anticipation. Drifting got along pretty well with him when he was in the black mercenary group. It is not too much to say that the two are old friends. Is this person ready to help him now
So Drifting began to talk about his idea: "Just calculate according to the value of a piece of equipment! Other things like skills, levels, occupations, etc., there is no standard! It's not easy to do."
"But now no one else can find it." Mr. Han said.
"Then there is no way, let's count according to my equipment. Those guys must have a lot of equipment better than me, but there is no other way if they can't find anyone, so let's suffer a little bit?" Drifting suggested.
"That's it! There's really no other way, so I have to just use your junk equipment, President Black, you'll make a lot of money." The young master of the Han family said.
The black index finger cried, really cried. This is collusion, this is conspiracy! The black index finger shouted countless times in his heart. What kind of character is drifting in the game? Fortunately, these two guys can say that other people's equipment is better than drifting without blushing, and it is shameful to think that the black index finger is taking advantage of drifting. Is this world really unreasonable
It's a pity for the black index finger, but those two guys have already figured it out. Drifter looked at the equipment on his body, sighed while shaking his head, as if he was looking at a pile of garbage, and finally announced with regret: "My body, if I trade it in the market, it will only cost 20,000 gold coins... Alas, I am really ashamed to see it." man!"
"Twenty thousand gold coins, seventy people, that's... 1.4 million, am I right?" said Mr. Han.
"That's right, that's right, alas, it's my fault for not being able to live up to expectations, the equipment is only 20,000 yuan." Drifting said.
"You...you are too much..." Black Index Finger finally couldn't take it anymore, and that's it, but he still didn't dare to add any weight, Black Index Finger just wanted to point out that the conversion method of these two guys was very problematic, very problematic.
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"Oh? Is there a problem?" Mr. Han didn't take it seriously, "If there is a problem, let's discuss it later, and the next item will be considered."
"Next... next item?" The black index finger stammered.
"Yes, next, there is the issue of many guys going to jail. In order to avoid the powerful pursuit of you, the black president, the remaining fifty super elites in my guild had to go to the dungeon to take refuge. They sacrificed a lot of time. We all know a saying that time is money. In online games, time is not just money, but also levels, equipment, and opportunities! Think about it, if these people are not in prison, but outside the normal leveling, maybe luck As soon as it broke out, I picked up a dark night flow sword or something, but now, because of being in prison, countless opportunities that could happen have been missed. This is really impossible to evaluate with money... But because we really can't find any other alternatives The way, I have to use money. President Black, how much gold do you think these countless losses are worth?" Young Master Han said.
"Speak!" The black index finger was already weak.
"I said? I can't tell. Time is priceless. It's really hard to measure it with money, let alone game currency." Han Jiagong said.
"Maybe this part of the loss should be made up in RMB?" Piao Liu interjected.
The black index finger rubbed against him and stood up. He really wanted to come over and strangle Drifter to death. Luckily, Mr. Han immediately added: "Isn't that good? What's in the game, let's solve it all in the game!"
"Several, don't forget about it, let me hear the total!" Black Index Finger was already desperate at this moment, and it was absolutely impossible for him to afford the more than one million gold coins just now. He continued to listen, just because of a trace of curiosity in his heart, he wondered what else these shameless guys could count as money.
Young Master Han will not let anyone down on him. Next, he calculated Gu Fei's hard work in chasing him around and killing PK, as well as the transportation subsidy for the girl who was reborn as Amethyst who was forced to leave because of this incident. Midwife's favor fee. Oh, I forgot, there are also Lan Yi and others who came from the farther Baishi City, they are farther away, the favor is greater, and the fee is higher. In addition, it is very against the sky to suffer from this blow, facing the reconstruction, the construction fee and the like are always paid by the guys who want to destroy it. After counting these bits and pieces, Young Master Han wrote down countless bits and pieces on a piece of torn paper. , and then handed it to the black index finger: "I listed the numbers quite neatly, President Black, you can do a vertical addition!"
The black index finger really did the calculations, and finally came to a conclusion: "Four million gold coins, um, that's all, right?"
"Maybe there is something I overlooked, but I think it's not good to be insatiable, and we should be satisfied with this number. If those guys who come out of prison have any dissatisfaction, it is also my responsibility, and I will never let them come again. Trouble with President Black."
"Very good." The black index finger nodded, his face turned pale, and with just a wave of his hand, he tore the torn piece of paper in half.
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