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- Along the way, surprisingly, there was no attack at all. The players did encounter quite a few, but they ran away when they saw the two from a distance, and they didn't dare to approach them at all.
Little Pudding Guoguo was still in the midst of the fierce battle in the woods, and it took a long time before she gradually returned to normal thinking. She looked up at the bright red id above her head, and wanted to cry, but she saw that Dongfang Herring's id was ten times redder than her. times, and feel nothing.
Back in the valley, Little Pudding Guoguo couldn't hold on any longer and went offline directly. Dongfang Herring also wanted to go offline, but he still had things to do, and the potatoes were already ripe.
Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to player Dongfang Herring for digging 2 potatoes. Planting experience +0.00002%.
Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to player Dongfang Herring for digging 4 potatoes. Planting experience +0.00004%.
Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to player Dongfang Herring for digging 3 potatoes. Planting experience +0.00003%
Digging, loosening, sowing, fertilizing, watering After re-sowing the potatoes, Dongfang Herring went off the assembly line to sleep. It was almost five o'clock, and the alarm clock rang not long after I closed my eyes. The alarm clock was set at 7:50. Washing at the fastest speed, I didn¡¯t even have time to go to the cafeteria. When I arrived at the library, it was exactly 8:00.
"I thought you would ask for leave today." Tutu appeared with breakfast in hand.
"Why do you say that?" Dongfang Herring looked at her curiously.
"You killed so many players last night, it's almost dawn, and you still have the energy to go to work, tsk tsk amazing!" Tutu admired it very much.
"This is not a good reputation." Dongfang Herring laughed.
"I bought it for you, aren't you impressed?" Tutu put the steamed stuffed bun fried dough stick soy milk in his hand.
"I'll send you a red envelope later." Dongfang Herring said.
"Give you a big white eye." Tutu scorned.
"Don't you have class today?" The buns at school are relatively small, and Dongfang Herring happened to be hungry, so he ate one and three in a row. He drank half a cup of warm soybean milk in one go, and suddenly felt a warm air rising .
"Today is the weekend." Tutu said unhappily.
"Thank you!" Dongfang Qingyu raised her eyes and looked towards the northeast corner of the reading area. There was no one there. Today, Tutu came here alone. If Xiaoyu came, she would usually sit there.
"Hmph." Tutu raised her chin proudly, her breasts were tight, small but firm.
"I hope there are no students from our school among the players who died last night." The deep-fried dough sticks are golden in color and have a strong aroma. You can never get tired of eating oriental herring, but you are a little angry, eating too much, and toothache.
"It's too late to say this now." Tutu gloated, "Have you registered on the intranet of CUHK? Many people are threatening to hang you up."
Dongfang Herring shook his head with a wry smile, threw the finished plastic bag and soybean milk quilt into the trash can, then poured Tutu a glass of pure water, "Is there your friend in it?"
"Two priests." Tu Tu showed a little embarrassment, but still admitted. 强牺  读牺
"What kind of equipment has been lost? Ask them to come to me directly after they go online. It's best not to delay too long. I usually treat such equipment as waste." Dongfang Herring said.
"You talk like that, you'll get beaten easily, you know that?" Tutu choked heavily.
"What should I say, you teach me." Dongfang Herring looked at him with a smile.
"You'd better not go online these two days. I heard from my classmates that many gangs are planning to attack you, and some bounty hunters are also secretly saying that they will explode the gold utensils in your hands." Tutu looked at him mysteriously. , "Is there really a gold utensil? What is it? What are its attributes?"
"Yes, but it's not mine. It's a gun. It should be pretty good, but I didn't look at the attributes." Dongfang Herring said.
"It wasn't yours that helped kill so many players? Do you know that you are now the public enemy of Sky City." Tutu's eyes shot out an unbelievable light.
"I'm used to it." Dongfang Herring smiled lightly.
"Is Little Pudding Guoguo your girlfriend?" Tutu asked casually.
"Curiosity will kill the cat. I'm going to work." Dongfang Herring took a step and then turned back, pointing to the disposable cup, "The water is getting cold."
"Hmph, what's the big deal." Tutu stomped her feet, took a hard look at Dongfang Herring's back, turned around, and left the library.
CUHK is very large and there are many people. The identity of Dongfang Herring is only known by some people, not all. For some unknown purpose, this part of people did not publicize the identity of Dongfang Herring.?Work quietly in the library.
Situ Qingcheng, who came out of the North District, had an ugly expression on his face. When he entered, there were 5 people full of confidence. When he came out, there were only three people left. A little better than level 9, but the good is limited.
"Big news." Aunt Wu suddenly exclaimed.
"What big news?" Hongchen Passer-by asked in cooperation, he was thoughtful, and instantly understood that Wu Auntie's purpose was to divert Situ Qingcheng's attention.
"It's Brother Herring, he killed someone." Aunt Wu said exaggeratedly. Just as Situ Qingcheng showed a hint of impatience, he was immediately taken aback by Aunt Wu's next words.
"Brother Herring killed more than two thousand players last night."
"The current rumors are really becoming more and more unreliable." The Hongchen passer-by laughed dumbly, and with his knowledge, he naturally knew that this was impossible.
More than 2,000 players, not to mention whether they can kill that many people in one night, even if these 2,000 players don't resist, they will be exhausted if they stand still and let him kill.
"It's hype again. These people are really boring." Situ Qingcheng naturally didn't believe it. Experts of their level naturally wouldn't follow others like ordinary players. They all have their own judgments and the ability to restore the truth based on information.
"What's the reason?" Hong Chen asked.
"It was said that Brother Herring had three gold objects, and then these players became jealous and ran to grab them, but they were all killed by Brother Herring." Aunt Wu said that she was not interested in the end, and the information compiled was too nonsense.
3 gold utensils? When did the golden utensils become common goods?
There are other masters in Sky City who have the same idea, such as the top ten players. However, when more and more evidence restored the battlefield last night, the entire Sky City was first shocked and then boiled. make big make owl
If it is said that the killer king of Dongfang Herring still had a lot of joking elements, after this battle, Dongfang Herring was officially named a god. The three major guilds in Sky City only have more than 2,000 core members. Dongfang Herring has the ability to fight against a gang. How can such a person not become a god?
Dongfang Herring himself could not have imagined that one night of venting made his reputation surpass that of the top ten masters.
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