game of memorial

Chapter 77 -- Turtle

Chapter 77--Tortoise

What do you mean? In the last game, it was Guan Yu who played the role of a hen, and then your eagle didn't catch a chicken? Guo Jia's face did not smile at all, but more gloomy.

"Ye." Zhen Ji looked at Guo Jia, answered slightly with some fear, and shrank behind Wu Meng. Wu Mengqiang suppressed the smile in her heart: Guan Yu, is it a hen? As the second brother of Wu Sheng, has he ever been a hen?

"In this way, Guan Yu's ability cannot be underestimated, and it is even possible that he is the leader of Shu." Guo Jia took a long breath, "Other than that, I won't say much. You should understand that this game is much worse than the result of the winner and the loser. Although one of us has died now, it's hard to say whether the game will end or lose." Guo Jia reluctantly boosted morale. Although one person died and had fallen into the wind, morale naturally could not be lost. However, looking at everyone's reaction, Shang Yin and Xu Chu were thinking, Wu Meng and Zhen Ji were whispering, and Guo Jia did not say anything more. Words that boost morale also have little effect.

Wu Meng asked about Guan Yu in a low voice. Zhen Ji didn't know much about it, because she only had the impression that she was with her sister Hua Yimeng, and she didn't pay attention to the rest. The only reason for paying attention to Guan Yu was that he was very handsome. Wu Meng was completely speechless about Zhen Ji. Zhen Ji, who seems to be very smart, is actually more stupid than herself. How did she survive?

Wu Meng asked Zhen Ji what her first self-world was. Zhen Ji did not cover up and said it happily. Zhen Ji's first world was indeed similar to what Wu Meng guessed. It was a world of love. And it is different from the world of beauty strategy that Wu Meng participated in. It is about the world of friendship! The simple Zhen Ji seemed to be just like an ordinary traveler, playing with some sisters she met, and then she mixed up in such a daze and finally completed the task. Wu Meng didn't know whether she was lucky or not.

Is this okay? Wu Meng began to feel that the world he was helped by Jia Le was not the best. In terms of bad, I haven't checked the misery of Xu Chu's world. In terms, I haven't robbed Zhen Ji's good luck. Am I destined to be so ordinary? Wu Meng is extremely disgusted with what happened to him. It turns out that even since I entered this game world, I have been just an ordinary person. Wu Meng sighed in his heart.

Conscious space. Are we ordinary people?" The demon ran to Shang's side. At this moment, Shang was looking at the outside scene attentively. Hearing the words, he also turned around with an angry face and cursed: "Ordinary people, ordinary fart! Where do we look like ordinary people? Can ordinary people enter the game? Can ordinary people spend three game worlds safely? Can ordinary people have the ability of you and me? I knew that Wu Meng's brain was wrong. He would be smart and stupid for a while. No wonder we would be born. I'm afraid that if he goes on like this, we will have a few more brothers!"

"Are we ordinary people?" After listening to Shang's answer, the demon did not give an evaluation, but turned around to the missing side. After listening to the demon's words, he had to open his eyes and answer. He didn't like the demon to bother him most, and if the demon is unhappy, he can annoy him to death!

The lack looked indifferent and nodded seriously, "We are ordinary people, naturally ordinary people. If we are awesome, will we still suffer in this game world? If we are awesome, will we still remind us to go through these game worlds? If we are awesome, why do we still stay here instead of waking up outside to be happy? Wu Meng is really bad. There is no force value and low intelligence value. No wonder there will be us. Without us, he would have died long ago!"

"Oh! That's it!" The demon returned to his position and sat down. If fate and red were not there, he would have asked more opinions from several people. Combining the opinions of Shang and lack, the demon began to break his fingers to calculate. So, are we ordinary people or not? The demon's brain turns hard and can't turn. Forget it, let's think about it with your knees.

The demon raised his right leg, turned around, and really turned three times. Well, I came up with it. The conclusion is that Wu Meng is a waste wood, an ordinary person, and an ordinary waste wood, haha.

The demon began to laugh proudly. Sure enough, he is useless enough. The lack and Shang looked at each other and did not comment on the self-entertainment of the demon.

"Brother Guo Jia, do you think we should go out to transfer money? If we really shrink in this arrow tower and don't go out, it will be impossible for experience or equipment to come out in the later stage. If we stay like this, we will definitely be dragged down!" It was Wu Meng who spoke. An hour later, the first brigade of 4,000 people had been exhausted, and it was not far from the front of the town.

It is also a 4,000-person brigade with the other party, which consumes cleanly. However, although that location is not far away, it is only about a thousand meters, it has just exceeded the maximum range of the arrow tower. To be on the safe hand, Guo Jia ordered to wait and see.

The rest were also photographed by the strength of Shu and agreed with Guo Jia's words. However, only ten minutes later, except for a Zhang Fei and a Pang Tong who made money at the edge of the battle, other Guan Yu, Zhuge Weiyan and so on disappeared.

But because it was surrounded by woods, the people who were afraid to step in the footsteps of the forbidden again never went out. It has been deadlocked until now. Brother Guo Jia, I guess Zhuge Liang and Guan Yu went to the middle road. It should be impossible for them to stare straight at the road and give up the middle and the next two roads! Wu Meng still persuaded Guo Jia.

Although Guo Jia has told Wu Meng that we will not stop you if you want to transfer money, we will not go with you. How can Wu Meng go out to transfer money alone? That's really looking for death! Although the existence of Shangyin can reduce a person's attack for him, Wu Meng still feels that it is really safe to have a ghost around. So he had to make Guo Jia soft and hard here.

Guo Jia naturally understands that it is not a way to go on like this, but who knows if Guan Yu also made this idea? You should know that this real three world is different from the real three games. If a hero dies, there is no resurrection. If one dies, there will be one less. If one dies in exchange for the death of a hero of the other party, this deal is absolutely worthwhile!

And what bothers Guo Jia the most is. This game has no communication system. That is to say, there is no transmission system like the vision sharing of heroes in computer games. If you want to get in touch with the middle road or the lower road, you must send someone there!

Guo Jia has told Wu Meng about these things. When he first told Wu Meng, Wu Meng didn't believe it very much. Because there are similar communication equipment in the backpacks of Shangyin and Wu Meng. This is what they buy with game coins in the trading area. How can it not work?

However, when Wu Meng and Shangyin tested it, they found that this ultra-real communication mobile phone, which was obviously worth 600, really had no effect at all. Why is that?" Wu Meng asked Guo Jia sincerely. Guo Jia seems to be an old man and knows a lot. Wu Meng naturally has to ask in the spirit of asking questions. Now it's always good to know more. Even if he doesn't understand, when he goes back and asks about the lack of them, nothing can escape their eyes!

"These things are all told by the game guide? Don't you know?" Guo Jia did not care about himself and readily agreed to tell Wu Meng, but he was a little confused about Wu Meng's puzzlement.

Not only Guo Jia is confused, but Wu Meng himself is also confused. Shit, where do I know where to go? My own game guide messenger has already escaped. I don't know where he has gone. Even this elf may be the one who wants to kill me. Can I count on her?

And, more than that, I don't have an elf, but why doesn't the game guide messenger of Shangyin know? Wu Meng wondered about this problem. Has the game guide messenger of Shangyin also been tamped with? Wu Meng meditated hard and couldn't think of an answer.

Actually, if possible, I really hope that she is not lying to me! Wu Meng inhaled, exhaled, and breathed deeply... After all, anyway, you are already my woman now!

"Be careful, Shangyin is not good to you!" ......

Wu Meng's eyes turned to Shangyin. Shang Yin still looked thoughtful and looked at the distance, as if he had no feeling for the dialogue between Wu Meng and Guo Jia. After all, Wu Meng has always felt that Shangyin is very wrong in this world, which is not in line with her identity as a military strategist. Why?

Wu Meng really doesn't want to think about it anymore. Forget it, let them think about it. It's so troublesome!

You can't think about this, but you can't miss anything else. Since what you buy in the trading area can't be used in the game, why can Shangyin still use that radar-like thing in the world of hiding?

Wu Meng feels confused. What a mess!

But if those items can be used in the game world, why can't the communication devices be used this time? Why is this so? In addition, communication is cut off and there is no shared vision, so where is the value of the eye reflected?

Without shared vision and means of communication, what will the role of the eye be? Wu Meng now regrets coveting a moment of cheapness instead of buying it. Wu Meng does not believe that there will be useless props in the game. At least, if it is a prop in this real three game world, even if it is unreasonable, it will definitely have a role. For example

At least, the eye must be like a radar, showing the general situation of a place. But now, Wu Meng can only guess, and he can't make any other inferences.

After all, he is just a very waste material, a waste wood, Wu Meng. Wu Meng's eyes flashed, idiotic, or intelligent, shining.