Chapter 230, a strange copy

Chapter 230, Strange Copy

At this time, Mocheng has reached the room where elite monsters have appeared.

As soon as he stepped in, Mocheng smelled a strong smell of blood, which made Mocheng a little curious. You know, the elite monsters here have been killed by demons some time ago. Even if this monster has been bleeding, it should have been refreshed for so long.

Why can Mocheng still smell blood now?

The monster of this monastery is actually a mutant human. Perhaps, they were all monks in the monastery before they died, but after death, they inexplicably became monsters.

When killing them, Mocheng can always smell a smell of blood, but it is not as thick as this room. Maybe this elite monster has not been refreshed at all?

With doubts, Mocheng began to search the whole room.

At first glance, this room seems to be very small, but in fact, its whole space is quite large. And the light is not good, so Mocheng can only go to every corner to see if there are any omissions.

After a while, Mocheng searched the whole room and never saw any monsters or any blood stains.

The smell of blood has not dissipated at all, which still stimulates Mocheng's sense of smell.

In the end, where does this bloody smell come from? Why is there no new monster refreshed here? Even if the elite monster will not be refreshed here, there will be at least an ordinary monster.

Mocheng thought for a moment and dialed the voice of the demon.

"Did you find anything strange after killing the elite monster?"

"Strange things?" Yao Yan thought for a moment, and then said, "There is a white bead."

"Can you bring it here now?"

"Hmm."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

About ten minutes later, the demons and demons came to the location of Mocheng.

"The speed is good." Mo Cheng praised with a smile.

"The place where the task is handed over is nearby." The demon words confused the crowd and said lightly.

"Is the task finished?"

"Hmm."

Mocheng did not continue to ask. He was very clear about the profession after the transfer of demons, and he was also very happy to add a team member with inheritance to the team.

To be honest, Mocheng hopes that every team member can have his own inheritance, otherwise, he will not be able to keep up with the player's attack power in the later stage.

In the faint, Mocheng felt that the zero world would soon fall into a huge storm. For this reason, he was a little anxious to complete the current task.

After the demon fool handed over the white beads to Mocheng, the beads soon bloomed with strange brilliance. At the same time, the figures of Mocheng and the demon fool also disappeared from the monastery.

After a burst of white light, Mocheng closed his eyes a few times before he adapted to the new environment.

When he saw that the demons were also beside him, he couldn't help but be surprised. Is the task shared?

The demons were also a little surprised, so his first reaction was to open his taskbar, then looked at Mo Cheng's surprised eyes and shook his head.

Mocheng immediately understood the meaning expressed by the demon words.

Since the task is not shared, this should be a small copy. Perhaps it was because Mocheng and the demons were in a team, or for some other reason, the demons entered the mission copy of Mocheng.

At present, I don't know whether this situation is a blessing or a curse. I hope it's not a disaster.

Mocheng just made a move, and the voice call rang. He frowned, and Mo Cheng still got through, because it turned out to be several autumns that dialed him.

Several autumns have been silent for a long time, so Mocheng is curious about what it is. It's worth being in such a hurry to find yourself.

"What's the matter?" Mocheng asked slowly.

"Big boss, make money!" There was excitement in the tone of several autumns.

"Well?" Mocheng is a little curious. Why do you want to make money? So he asked, "What makes money?"

"Big boss, haven't you visited the forum these days?"

"No."

"..." Several times in autumn, he despised Mocheng, and then said, "Someone set up a ring in the main city of the snow area. As long as the people who beat them, they can get 100,000 gold coins."

"Oh, let me think about it, it should be people from other continents." Mo Cheng pondered for a moment, and a familiar face flashed in his mind.

"Ah, boss, how do you know? Didn't you read the forum? Are you lying to me? Several times, Qiugang was so excited that he wanted to make a revelation. Who knew that Mocheng hit the point and immediately swept half of his interest.

"I didn't watch the forum, but the players of Aino Continent should not be so boring, and there are few of them so heroic. I remember that the players of Reesland are quite rich. It should be them.

"Awesome, boss, you've got it all right. I'm convinced by Lao Qiu."

"Well, they love to be noisy. If you tell me about this, wait until I go back." Mo Cheng replied faintly.

"Oh, and, boss. Recently, I have collected more than 20 people according to the list you gave me, but after screening, only three people are qualified. When I said this, I was a little embarrassed in my words.

"Well, it's okay. If you have nothing to do recently, you can go to the pharmacist's hall more. There will always be something to gain." Mocheng was not disappointed. For the things entrusted to him for several autumns, several autumns were well completed.

Are there only three out of more than 20? It seems that the screening of several autumns is very strict.

After ending the voice with a few autumns, Mocheng began to move forward in the copy of this task with demonic words.

What comes into the eyes of Mocheng is a sandy beach, with bright sunshine, blue sea, and crawling crabs. All of this doesn't look like a copy.

Seeing such a scene, Mocheng not only did not broadcast it, but was on guard.

The demons have long entered a state of invisibility. As an assassin, people can't catch the figure, and he is the real king.

Mocheng also found that the invisible state that the demons entered this time had reached the form of his peak period in his previous life.

There is no trace, and it even makes people have the illusion that demons have never existed.

Mo Cheng secretly praised himself, and then walked forward slowly.

The white mage cloth shoes stepped on the soft sand and sank slightly deeper.

The sea breeze blew the light blue sea and blew the sea to the beach. Countless creatures in the sea were flooded on the beach by the sea, and the shells of various colors were clear at a glance.

Mocheng felt something was wrong, yes, but he didn't find anything wrong. This is exactly what he doubts.

Mocheng looked at the blue sea and thought that the water was moving and the wind was blowing. What was it?

Mo Cheng looked down at the sand under his feet. He twisted his feet slightly, and the sand was scratched out by him.

At this moment, an idea finally flashed in Mocheng's mind. It also made him understand why he found something wrong with the beach.

There is no sound, yes.

The sea breeze, waves, and Mocheng stepped on the sand, and there was no sound at all.

What a strange thing it is, but it seems that it has been forgotten by Mocheng. If he hadn't always felt a bad feeling in his heart, maybe Mocheng would not have found that his hearing had been deprived.

Because the beach is not the environment, that is to say, in this copy, hearing is deprived. Maybe this is the limit of the copy, or this is the limit of the first level.

No wonder Mocheng found that the demons and confused people entered the invisibility without knowing him. It turned out that it was not that the demons and the people did not say anything, but that he did not hear it at all.

Thinking of this, Mocheng suddenly thought, "Isn't the demon words being deprived of?"

Mocheng tried to send a message in the team chat, but a system prompt would pop up.

"System prompt: Unable to send messages!"

It seems that team chat is not allowed, so what about the call?

Mocheng experimented again, and the result was still the same. Mocheng did not get too entangled and went straight to the other side of the beach.

If it comes, it will be safe. Anyway, it has been deprived. It's not stupid to confuse the public. You should figure it out.

The demons looked at Mocheng, who strode forward. He was beside Mocheng just now, but he asked, "Boss, how to act?"

But Mocheng didn't seem to hear it at all and left directly. The demon words confused the public a little, but he still followed Mocheng.

He said a few words in Mocheng's ear again, but he found that Mocheng still ignored him.

The demon words immediately understood that Mocheng should not be able to hear him, instead of not answering him. The demons confused the crowd to give up talking and directly follow Mocheng.

...the dividing line......

Snow Main City ring

Tianshang, the president of the Brilliant Imperial City, looked at the list of friends he opened. The silent name showed that it was offline, and suddenly felt a burst of disappointment.

At present, there is a battle on the stage, but Tianshang understands that failure is only a matter of time.

Now it is a mage who is a rising star who is fighting against the group of players who claim to be Reese. The skill is very good, and it is a person who is a group of late. However, it is obvious that the other party does not pay attention to the mage of the rising star at all.

Even the guy, who is also a mage, actually held a bronze staff in his hand.

Tianshang looked at Fengxing's face becoming very ugly and sighed slightly. He understood Fengxing's mood. If it were him, it would not be better.

But as the president of a guild, you must have demeanor, let alone etiquette.

Therefore, although Fengxing's face is not good-looking, it doesn't do anything. But he doesn't care so much about the people under him.

The rising players were all angry, but they had no choice but to be blocked by their presidents and elders. They couldn't rush to the ring. Otherwise, they would have rushed up and beat the arrogant mage.

"President Fengxing, he is not here." Tianshang walked to Fengxing and said slowly.

Hearing Tianshang's words, Feng Xing clenched his fist, loosened, and then clenched his teeth and said, "I know, ten minutes ago, I saw that he was still online."

"Oh?"

"Hmm."

"It seems that the people here really can't deal with those people. Those people, who are they, especially the leader? I have a feeling of being spied by him."

"To tell you the truth, I feel the same way."

"Well..."

The two presidents look at each other and are speechless. Maybe, do they really rely on him?

(PS: Cough, the gastroscope has been changed to Tuesday. When I think of the gastroscope, I always feel like I want to run away.)