“Hahaha. Thank you. Thank you!” Turning the fight into a victory made Xiangnuo extremely happy. He had a sense of more than ordinary achievement.
“You are strong. What’s the last trick called?” Dugu Hong didn’t care much about it.
“Weituo fist! You are also strong. If it wasn’t you, I wouldn’t have realized that there were so many loopholes in my tricks. When next time when meet, I will…”
“You will be more boring than this time, right?” In the Sanqi field, Niuhuang lazily yarned and said, “Hey monk, being a grown-up, why didn’t have much sense of achievement? Why did you only want to defend?”
He was a little surprised that Dugu Hong lost to the monk. Though the monk didn’t look like a bad guy, somehow, Niuhuang couldn’t fall in love with him. He couldn’t help but made fun of him.
But he didn’t know, it was Dugu Hong himself who lost the fight.
The monk didn’t care about Niuhuang’s sarcasm, “Don’t you know that the best offense is defense!”
“What? Who said so?”
“Longmei…” Just as the monk wanted to mention about the name of the desert king, he realized that he quoted in a wrong way. So he murmured some none sense, “I am an Italian soccer fun.”
“…”
“Well, I have helped you harvest and we had our friendly fight. Now it’s time for me to say goodbye!” The monk turned away and shouted, “Hahah, wonderful! It was wonderful today! After the fight with you today, I have some much inspiration. I will see you next time!”
Niuhuang frowned.
“What did you do just now?” Just as the monk was leaving, Dugu Hong couldn’t help but asked Niuhuang.
“What?” Niuhuang was shocked. He didn’t figure out what was going out. But the monk walked back from far away and said,
“By the way, brother Dugu. Going to the Northeast, at the east side of the moon lake, there is a village called the black seedling village. Do you know about it? This village is very weird. I had walked around in it, but wasn’t able to figure out how to take tasks. The npc kept repeating the same conversations. If you have time, could you please go check it out for me?”
“…” Niuhuang also knew that people in the black seedling village only came out at night. He looked at Dugu Hong, unable to say anything. They didn’t expect that someone could have missed out such a great opportunity because of this.
That was indeed a low chance…
In the “Martial World”, gamers usually practiced during the day time. There weren’t many gamers who were able to burst night vision. With the help of fire torches or candles, the vision range was also limited. Moreover, if the gamer used one hand to hold the torches, they only had one spare hand to fight against monsters. This made it even more difficult.
So gamers in the virtual world followed an even more organized timetable. They would just sit arrested at night.
“How about telling him the truth?” Niuhuang smirked.
“You have the right over all the secrets here. I’ve told you.” Dugu Hong responded lightly.
“OK…”Niuhuang had an impression, “You have given me two months time before I could tell anyone else the secrets here.”
Dugu Hong stopped replying.
Niuhuang was playing around with his golden dagger, “But today…We really owe him a big favor. How about this. Let’s give away tens of thousands of live bugs to him after we release the secrets on the forum.” It sounded as if the live bugs were some creature easily fed at home.
“You can decide yourself.” Dugu Hong didn’t want to make a decision. “Why don’t you first tell me what were you doing just now?”
Niuhuang was surprised that Dugu Hong really wanted to know what he was doing just now.
He planned to make up a story originally and then say something to comfort Dugu Hong. But now it seemed that failure was not a big thing to Dugu Hong. This made Dugu Hong even harder to understand in his eyes.
“What did you do just now?” Niuhuang was puzzled. “Watching you guys fight and harvesting the Qinglu herbs!”
“Didn’t you do anything else?”
“No. What?” Niuhuang started to felt something wrong.
“Look.” Dugu Hong opened a book and showed it to Niuhuang.
It turned out to be a gamer diary, which recorded big events in the game, including experience acquisition, level-ups and so son.
But this book was not helpful to gamers. Because all the contents in the book were tasks that had been completed.
Niuhuang, after reading Dugu Hong’s diary, became angry and asked, “How could this be possible?”
Actually on the book, there were only several comments—task, harvest Qinglu herbs, completed, time completed.
There was nothing wrong with how the content was recorded.
But now Niuhuang and Dugu Hong were opponents. Harvesting Qinglu herbs was an individual task for Niuhuang. How could it be recorded on Dugu Hong’s diary? Was it a bug in the system? It seemed that there was no other explanation for this.
“Hahaha. Thank you. Thank you!” Turning the fight into a victory made Xiangnuo extremely happy. He had a sense of more than ordinary achievement.
“You are strong. What’s the last trick called?” Dugu Hong didn’t care much about it.
“Weituo fist! You are also strong. If it wasn’t you, I wouldn’t have realized that there were so many loopholes in my tricks. When next time when meet, I will…”
“You will be more boring than this time, right?” In the Sanqi field, Niuhuang lazily yarned and said, “Hey monk, being a grown-up, why didn’t have much sense of achievement? Why did you only want to defend?”
He was a little surprised that Dugu Hong lost to the monk. Though the monk didn’t look like a bad guy, somehow, Niuhuang couldn’t fall in love with him. He couldn’t help but made fun of him.
But he didn’t know, it was Dugu Hong himself who lost the fight.
The monk didn’t care about Niuhuang’s sarcasm, “Don’t you know that the best offense is defense!”
“What? Who said so?”
“Longmei…” Just as the monk wanted to mention about the name of the desert king, he realized that he quoted in a wrong way. So he murmured some none sense, “I am an Italian soccer fun.”
“…”
“Well, I have helped you harvest and we had our friendly fight. Now it’s time for me to say goodbye!” The monk turned away and shouted, “Hahah, wonderful! It was wonderful today! After the fight with you today, I have some much inspiration. I will see you next time!”
Niuhuang frowned.
“What did you do just now?” Just as the monk was leaving, Dugu Hong couldn’t help but asked Niuhuang.
“What?” Niuhuang was shocked. He didn’t figure out what was going out. But the monk walked back from far away and said,
“By the way, brother Dugu. Going to the Northeast, at the east side of the moon lake, there is a village called the black seedling village. Do you know about it? This village is very weird. I had walked around in it, but wasn’t able to figure out how to take tasks. The npc kept repeating the same conversations. If you have time, could you please go check it out for me?”
“…” Niuhuang also knew that people in the black seedling village only came out at night. He looked at Dugu Hong, unable to say anything. They didn’t expect that someone could have missed out such a great opportunity because of this.
That was indeed a low chance…
In the “Martial World”, gamers usually practiced during the day time. There weren’t many gamers who were able to burst night vision. With the help of fire torches or candles, the vision range was also limited. Moreover, if the gamer used one hand to hold the torches, they only had one spare hand to fight against monsters. This made it even more difficult.
So gamers in the virtual world followed an even more organized timetable. They would just sit arrested at night.
“How about telling him the truth?” Niuhuang smirked.
“You have the right over all the secrets here. I’ve told you.” Dugu Hong responded lightly.
“OK…”Niuhuang had an impression, “You have given me two months time before I could tell anyone else the secrets here.”
Dugu Hong stopped replying.
Niuhuang was playing around with his golden dagger, “But today…We really owe him a big favor. How about this. Let’s give away tens of thousands of live bugs to him after we release the secrets on the forum.” It sounded as if the live bugs were some creature easily fed at home.
“You can decide yourself.” Dugu Hong didn’t want to make a decision. “Why don’t you first tell me what were you doing just now?”
Niuhuang was surprised that Dugu Hong really wanted to know what he was doing just now.
He planned to make up a story originally and then say something to comfort Dugu Hong. But now it seemed that failure was not a big thing to Dugu Hong. This made Dugu Hong even harder to understand in his eyes.
“What did you do just now?” Niuhuang was puzzled. “Watching you guys fight and harvesting the Qinglu herbs!”
“Didn’t you do anything else?”
“No. What?” Niuhuang started to felt something wrong.
“Look.” Dugu Hong opened a book and showed it to Niuhuang.
It turned out to be a gamer diary, which recorded big events in the game, including experience acquisition, level-ups and so son.
But this book was not helpful to gamers. Because all the contents in the book were tasks that had been completed.
Niuhuang, after reading Dugu Hong’s diary, became angry and asked, “How could this be possible?”
Actually on the book, there were only several comments—task, harvest Qinglu herbs, completed, time completed.
There was nothing wrong with how the content was recorded.
But now Niuhuang and Dugu Hong were opponents. Harvesting Qinglu herbs was an individual task for Niuhuang. How could it be recorded on Dugu Hong’s diary? Was it a bug in the system? It seemed that there was no other explanation for this.
