Chapter 205 New Room, Simba, New Enemy

Victory, victory, victory!!

This is the expected six major victories!

Zhang Mu lit a cigarette for himself, took out the battle video of everyone and began to observe it carefully, while the people in the studio were happily showing off their trophy. The only group of people did belong to RMB players, and almost everyone left 4 to 8 strategic treasures.

The treasure rate of this game Hero is much higher than that of ordinary online games, and it often loses nearly 1/2 of the strategic treasure at once. Even ordinary players may get rich overnight. Of course, when one side has strategic treasures and the other side does not have strategic treasures, it is not that simple for the latter to win.

It took half an hour. After watching the battle video of everyone, Zhang Mu stood up and stretched his arm. The fat man whispered, "Brother, is there anything wrong or needs to be improved?"

Zhang Mu laughed and said, "There is no mistake. It's just that you are too conservative. When the strength completely exceeds the other party, you don't need to be so cautious. If you want to put psychological pressure on your opponent, take you as an example, the more than 2,000 half-man shooters don't have to die at all. The tactical talent level is so high. Why don't you go straight? What about the pressure to the midfield? After saying that, Zhang Mu patted the fat man on the shoulder and smiled: "Anyway, this battle is very beautiful. After a while, everyone will divide the strategic treasures, arm their own heroes, and use the medium-damaged troops to get some strategic treasures that can't be bought on the market. Calculate carefully, let's make a lot of money, haha."

"Hey hey hey hey." Long Gen and Fatty laughed at the same time.

Compared with Zhang Mu's 'Twelve Studio', the 'only studio' on the other side is immersed in silence.

I lost, and I lost very thoroughly.

The other party has a higher strength than any player at this stage. Not only that, but they also have strategic treasures. In the case that the heroes are almost the same around and the skills are almost the same, it is a fool to win such a battle.

The prince sat in the chair depressingly, with an expression on his face that could not be said to be sad, but with a trace of anger and puzzlement. He really doesn't understand now. He is also confused on the fifth-order map. Why is the opponent's force so much stronger than his own? Is there any clever way for them?

Watching the heroes of their friends return to the city one after another, Wenwen didn't say anything.

The emperor glanced at the girl he liked with the corner of his eyes and sighed gently.

Countless games, the rare 'only studio' destroyed by the enemy - "What a fucking pervert! If you want me to fight with the twelve people, it's better for me to commit suicide! Even the 'only' is so bad under them. I really can't think of anyone else to compete with the twelve. You know, the only one is a famous RMB studio in China..."

"Alas, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big. It's useless to have money alone. If you don't have troops, isn't it the same to be whitewashed? So, money alone is not enough for this game! There must be troops! There is technology!"

Listening to the little brothers whispering, the frozen silkworm shook his head. It seemed that it was not so easy to deal with the twelve wings, and even the 'only' could not do it. However, I don't know if their boss would come forward because of this... 'Looking at his brothers being bullied, he should not ignore it... If he came forward... 'Thinking of this, the frozen silkworm suddenly laughed loudly, and the little brother beside him said puzzledly, "Brother Chong, what's so happy?"

The frozen silkworm patted the little brother on the shoulder in a good mood and said happily, "The only thing that has been destroyed is a good thing for us. If they are not destroyed, I will not come forward in person. As long as I take action, they can't get along with the twelve wings."

"I'm the boss?" The little brother was stunned. Who is this? Why hasn't he heard of this name?

The frozen little devil sitting not far away condensed his face: "I don't think so. I haven't played games for a long time, boss?"

"Who said that? I called him a few days ago. Do you think I would ask 'only' to do it without his consent? I have been friends with 'I-Zun' for many years, and he has also been playing heroes. The frozen silkworm continued to say happily, "Let's wait and watch the fun. By the way, let the United Front Work Department transfer some people to help the 'only' them." As the reinforcements we invited, we can't cross the river and tear down the bridge to assist them in defense. The force can be restored in ten days and a half a month.

"All right, boss." The frozen little devil answered.

**** The next morning, Zhang Mu took everyone to the 'new studio' accompanied by a number of workers. After these days of decoration, the new studio can be officially settled, with generators, air conditioners, refrigerators, color TVs, network cables and other facilities. It really looks like a serious studio.

"At the end of the month, the little couple Chen Long is also coming soon. In this way, there are seven members of the studio. Unfortunately, this guy can't come to manage the guild, ah." Zhang Mu lay on the aluminum alloy work chair and said to himself. At the same time, he was holding a little golden retriever bought from the pet market in his arms. The little guy was only one month older and could not even stand. He blinked at Zhang Mu timidly, as if he had not woken up, and looked a little stupid.

"Oh, I'm exhausted!" The night romance collapsed on the sofa behind him. Zhang Mu turned his head and could just see her looming leggings at the angle.

"What are you looking at! "The pervert!" The night romance picked up the cushions on the sofa and smashed them over.

Zhang Mu took the cushion in his hand and said innocently, "Didn't I buy you new clothes... Why don't you wear them..."

"Oh, how dare you say that clothes, that clothes are for me! On a hot day, do you want to die?

Just as the night romance and Zhang Mu were pinching each other, the fat man and Long Gen walked in with a small freezer and a folding bed respectively.

"Wow..."

"Yo-hoo..."

"Do you really want to die?" The romantic face of the night darkened, and the men immediately whistled and pretended that they had not seen anything.

After lunch, men and women returned to the 'New Twelve Studio' one after another, and took pictures of the computer one after another according to their previous seating habits.

Zhang Mu glanced at the golden retriever in the little girl's arms and said with a smile, "Have you got your name?"

"Yemp!" Deng Jie nodded vigorously and said, "Get up, it's called 'Simba'!"

"Simba? Isn't that the name of the protagonist in the Lion King..."

"Idiot! Simba, Simba, new home, new home... homophonic!" Deng Jie grabbed Simba's forelimbs with pity and said happily, "In the future, Simba, the safety work of our studio will be handed over to you in the future!" Grow up quickly!"

"It's still a 'new home', why don't it be called 'housewarming'..." The fat man whispered, and the dragon root in his ear immediately echoed and laughed.

"Hmm, fat man, sex dragon, you wait, when Simba grows up, I'll let it bite you!" Deng Jie glanced at them and no longer paid attention to them.

Longgen was also deeply despised by the two girls because he was on the side of the fat man.

"Well, stop it and accumulate troops. We want to keep the advantage forever. As long as we are ahead of all players, we don't have to worry about making money." Zhang Mu knocked on the keyboard and couldn't take his eyes off it and said, "Today, let's hit the D-class ice island to a complete punishment..."

"Good!" Everyone raised their arms high.

**** The only studio - although the only members are gone, the buildings in the town are the same. As long as they are given 10 days and a half months to reply, they will still be one to ten masters on the battlefield. The strategic treasure taken away by Zhang Mu and others is nothing. The market value is about 50,000 yuan. To be honest, they really don't pay attention to this money.

Just as the only members were accumulating troops and searching for strategic treasures under the RPG map, a man's voice suddenly came out of the door: "Brother, open the door."

The prince was stunned for a moment, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. He laughed and said, "Haha, brother, when did you come back?"

Opening the door, a 28-year-old man came in under the gaze of the members. He had a moderate figure, a Chinese face, and his eyes were very vivid, and his words were even more powerful, steady and deep.

"When did you dye your hair? Do you want to be a foreigner? Dye it back for me tomorrow, and what's hanging around your neck? It's bullshit. What does it look like? It's like an upstart.

"Well, brother... I know. I'll do it later." The prince greeted the man into the house with a smiling face.

"Brother Zun." The people in the studio shouted, and both men and women stood up.

"Well, I have nothing to do recently. I made a special trip back to see you." Brother Zun handed over the black suitcase he carried with him to 'Guan Kill' and sat down carelessly. Wen Wen immediately brought a glass of water to Zun Brother Zun. Everyone's attitude was very humble, respectful and afraid.

Brother Zun glanced at the picture on everyone's screen with his eyes and said with a smile, "Have you been destroyed. Look at you. Why do you claim to be a high-end RMB player? You can't do it as soon as you meet a master? Who told me what's going on?

The prince first sighed loudly, and then told the story to Brother Zun, that is, the man whose game ID is 'the only one'. He is the founder of the studio and also the eldest brother of the prince.

"Wripples, you can really cause trouble." When he spoke, I suddenly raised my right arm, and at this moment, the tattoo subconsciously closed his eyes with a painful expression.

Bang! ... "Ah!" He touched his forehead strangely.

I didn't hit her as everyone thought, but flicked gently on the girl's forehead. After putting down his arm, I smiled: "Now I can finally understand why your parents don't let you take over their business, but are willing to let me set up a game studio to support you, you. It's too worry-free, isn't it? If you spend money to play games, you will be abused.

I took a picture of the computer next to me, entered my hero account number and password, and said slowly, "You all move here. There is an empty city around me. I will teach you how to play such a game well. After returning the troops, I will take you to revenge on the 'Twelve Wings'. Angel'."

"Ah, brother, where are you?" The prince looked at my screen strangely. When I clicked on his army column, everyone in the studio exclaimed: "Wow, Brother Zun, your troops..."

(to be continued)