Chapter 371 Offline Party

The stormy encirclement lasted for only 40 minutes, and the STT members on the battlefield were beaten to pieces, and some of the STT members were forced to go offline, which avoided the disaster.

"Oh, brother, we have traveled a long distance for 4 days and only had 40 minutes. Well, this can't be said, can we?"

"That is, I strongly demand compensation for mental loss!"

The members of Chinatown protested dissatisfiedly, and the mythical injury of acquaintance immediately chose to pretend to be dead.

Looking at the full members of Chinatown standing beside him, Zhang Mule leisurely bumped into a newly refreshed 'four-armed add' back to the city. His troops were so exhausted that they urgently needed to be replenished.

After a month of accumulation of troops, even the 8th-level black bull king, Zhang Mu has nearly 230 in hand. ( Level 2 black bull king shed, producing 7 heads a day. The higher the rank of arms, the less the output.) You can't eat a fat man in a day. Jinsui Dan is an anti-sky-level elixir. Even if it takes a long time, it's worth it. One more month... It will definitely be done!" Zhang Mu typed and chatted with the members while recruiting arms.

"The third-order main line copy of the brand-new month has not been done yet, and the Scorpion King should also add it. I'm busy with the next time."

............South City, the atmosphere dropped sharply. In December, there was heavy snow in the sky, and the beautiful city was instantly shrouded in a silvery white.

More than a dozen young men and women appeared in the lobby of Nanshi Airport. They are members of the 'Twelve Studio'. The purpose of this trip is to participate in the annual 'Chinatown Online Game Guild Offline Party'.

"Wow, it's like smoking." Deng Jie wore a white down jacket and gloves embroidered with cartoon characters, exhaling a series of fog.

Zhang Mu carried a simple gift box in his left hand and the little girl in his right hand. He smiled and said, "Although it's called 'Southern City', the climate here is similar to that of the north, with four distinct seasons."

The fat man looked left and right and muttered, "Brother, didn't you say that Ah Wound would send someone to pick us up, where are the people?"

"Well, he said he would pick us up, but..."

At this moment, a man and two women came quickly in the distance. The young man tilted his head and smiled, "It's twelve, right?"

"A wound?" Zhang Mu heard the voice of mythical injury and laughed, "It turns out that your true face of Lushan is like this~"

"Hahahaha! Dude, you are much more handsome than you think. Well, but I didn't expect you to be so young. The myth smiled sadly: "Come with me quickly. All the brothers are waiting to see you."

Mythical injury is a young man with very good facial features. He is a few years older than Zhang Mu. His surname is exactly the same as in the game. He is quite familiar and a little shameless.

"Fat man, you are really fat."

"Damn it!"

"Romantic at night? Wow, such a beautiful woman! Do you have a master? Shall we hook up if we have nothing to do?

"Go, go! There are two beautiful women around you. You are still not satisfied. You have to have a limit, okay? The romance of the night gave him a white look.

"Ha, ha ha ha!" The myth wrapped the two young girls around him and introduced, "Twelve, this is a cute girl, and this is Xiaoxue~ Do you remember?"

"Cute sister! I've told you 10 million times and call me Meng Meng! Why don't you always remember your last name? Stupid injury! - Hello, I'm Meng Meng!" As he spoke, his big eyes kept sweeping around Zhang Mu, full of curiosity.

"Hello, I'm Cher." In contrast, the girl named Xiaoxue is much more shy and seems to be a little shy.

"How are you!"

How could Zhang Mu not remember these two? When he first knew the mythical injury, he chatted with the fans in the two mythical guild, but the contact was not long and they were not familiar with each other.

"It's almost catching up with the northeast. It's really cold." Liang Qi shrank his head vigorously and said with a smile, "A wound, it's my first time to meet you. My name is..."

"Rogue leader! A northeast mouth with a strong standard~hahahaha!"

"Hey hey~"

After getting on the bus, Zhang Mu asked, "Who is attending the party this time?" Has it been a big one?"

"There are so many people, hundreds or thousands of people! I'm afraid that Daben and Weiyi won't arrive until tomorrow. The bandits are here. They should be drinking in the clubhouse..."

"Thousands of people, this scale, isn't it a little scary... Is it an illegal assembly?" Zhang Mu was a little surprised that this scene was almost in time for participating in the 'National Honor'.

"Don't worry about this. As long as you don't make trouble, the police don't have time to care about us. Moreover, my buddy is still a little popular in Nanshi, so..." The mythical and sad eyes suddenly turned to Wu Ling and Qin Xiaoke and asked, "Are these two?"

"Wu Ling, Qin Xiaoke, the champion and runner-up of the hero competition." Zhang Mu introduced with a smile.

"Ah? Are you the champion and runner-up of the hero's hegemony? The mythical wound was full of shock. He didn't expect that Zhang Mu's studio had not only a group of invincible top masters, but also had champions and runners-up of heroes.

"Your studio is too awesome, all-round development?"

"Well, it's a studio. In fact, it's just a gimmick to bring some like-minded friends together~" Zhang Mu smiled modestly.

Whether it is Zhang Mu or the mythical injury, everyone has been fighting together in the game for almost half a year, so there is no estrangement when chatting, and unconsciously they arrive at the meeting place.

This is a newly built community club. The surrounding environment is quite good, but unfortunately, most of the scenery in the courtyard is covered with snow.

"Not bad, where did you find this place?" Zhang Mu praised loudly, and his eyes kept spinning in the garden.

"Hey hey, this is Nanshi. As long as it doesn't rain, I don't know what's my mythical injury, and what's my mythical injury?"

The night scolded romantically, "Look at your proud appearance, just like a gangster."

"Ai, don't say that, I'm a first-class good citizen! Don't smear me!"

In the laughter, the mythical injury and everyone entered the clubhouse. After a simple registration, Zhang Mu and others entered the second floor under the leadership of the mythical injury, which was the place of the party. Walking on the stairs, Zhang Mu could hear a burst of laughter from the second floor.

"There are more than 1,000 people, and the problem of eating seems to be a little serious..." Zhang Mu sighed softly.

Mythology said with a sad smile, "Don't worry, I have said hello to more than 10 hotels nearby. They are responsible for our meals, and accommodation is not a problem. There is nothing else in Nanshi, but there are many hotels. Well... By the way, in order to hold this party, I sold 200 strategic treasures in the warehouse... I haven't had time to tell you."

"Hm? 200 strategic treasures? How much is that? How is it enough?

"The rest is made up by the members themselves..." The myth grabbed their hair with embarrassment.

"Well, if you don't have enough money, tell me!"

Just as Zhang Mu opened his mouth to complain about the myth and injury and didn't discuss anything with him, a long-lost familiar voice came from the second floor: "Little master! You are coming!"

(to be continued)