Chapter 381 Yunshan Villa Building C

No matter how powerful your opponents are, as long as you always walk in front of them, you will definitely be invincible. - Zhang Mu.

In the middle of winter, the atmosphere suddenly became cold, and snowflakes flew outside the window.

Yunshan Villa Area is located in the snow-white mountains, surrounded by forests. Although the terrain is more remote, the transportation is convenient. There are special buses to pick you off anywhere.

Zhang Mu looked out with coffee in his hand, and even the swimming pool in the courtyard full of water was frozen tightly. Not to mention leaving, even if he drove through it, there would be no problem.

"The environment here is not bad." Zhang Mu turned around with a smile.

Building C of Yunshan Villa Area was bought by Zhang Mu two months ago. The original intention was to let the second old man live there, but his father Zhang Yunfei did not agree. It was a waste for only two people to live in such a large villa. At the strong request of Zhang Yunfei, Zhang Mu had to relocate the 'Twelve Studios', and the original studio was empty to recruit new peripheral members. It seemed that it was not enough to rely on Xiao K and Grey Panda alone.

"Is it better than good? It's so beautiful!" The fat man shouted, "If I could live in such a good villa in my life, I would be willing to lose my life by 10 years!" No! 20 years!"

Although it is snowing outside the house, the temperature in the room is always maintained at 24 degrees, and the glass made of special materials will not frost.

Zhang Mu patted the fat man on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Everything will happen. When you come out of the country of the sea monster, each of us will become a multimillionaire."

"Hahahaha! A multimillionaire? It has always been exciting, a 20-year-old multimillionaire, hahahaha! The multimillionaire who played the game, hahahaha!" Longgen's face turned red because he was too excited.

Zhang Mu drank a full cup of coffee and sat in his seat after moving his hands and feet in the spacious 3-storey 'studio'. Although the studio moved around, the seating order of the people has not changed at all - the dead otaku are all creatures who are used to surnames, and they will not easily change their surnames unless necessary.

After logging in to the game, Zhang Mu continued to wander in the 7-level map, looking for various 8-level 'field prestige buildings'. At this time, it has been 2 days since the attacks of 'Osaka Wolf' and 'KO'. The seventh-order map has restored the calm of the past, and small wars have occurred in moments, but there are no more than a thousand people together. No matter which country or guild, they are all nourishing their spirits and fierce, which is a little quiet before the storm comes.

"Alas." Zhang Mu looked at his troops and sighed heavily again. He infinitely remembered the Scorpion King of hundreds of units killed in the battle.

"Brother is sick again." The fat man muttered in a low voice, listening to Long Gen and the Northeast in his ears, laughing in a low voice.

Although the 'top battle' between Zhang Mu and Yokota was finally won by Zhang Mu, his troops suffered great losses. The melee system 10 went to 6th, and the remnants were all garbage arms such as 'long-horned evil spirits' that were criticized. Thinking of going out to fight with these garbage soldiers in the future, Zhang Mu suddenly The head is two big.

In fact, there are still strong melee systems in Zhang Mu's troops, that is, 'Golden Bull' and 'Black Bull King'. Unfortunately, the former has only 5 ranks, and it is difficult to exert maximum attack power in the face of 7 to 8th-order arms, and the number of the latter has never been up.

No matter how powerful the arms are, if there is no number, they will also be overturned by a large number of low-level soldiers - this is the invincible hero!

"Brother, don't worry about it. Aren't your long-range troops still intact?" The fat man seemed to be comforted, but the smile on his face was a little gloating.

"Long-range is useless. Look, these are all garbage soldiers, sharpshooters, dark evil eyes, Medusa, and 2 to 4 levels of soldiers. The only number of 6 levels of confession priests who can get on the table is only 600! There is only quantity, and it doesn't work without quality. Zhang Mu complained with a bitter face like a little daughter-in-law.

No matter how large the number of arms is and there is no quality, it will also be overturned by a small number of high-level arms - this is still invincible.

The fat man closed his mouth and stopped talking. Such a nerve-wracking thing should be left to Zhang Mu alone.

"Come on, have a snack." At this time, Zhang's mother came up with a big snack plate and smiled.

"Aunt (aunt)!" Everyone put down the work in their hands, pretended to be over, and said hello with a smile.

Zhang Mu hurried over, held the snack plate in his hand, and complained, "Mom, isn't there a phone in the villa? You can call directly. I'll just go downstairs to get it. Run upstairs and downstairs, and then make you tired..."

"Bah, ah, ah! It's full of nonsense again, isn't it?" Zhang Yunfei grabbed the newspaper in his right hand and walked up. He raised his left hand, and half an apple immediately flew over from his hand. The fat Simba suddenly jumped up and connected the apple to his mouth. In an instant, the apple was bitten and swallowed into the belly.

"Dad (uncle, uncle)!"

"Okay, you guys are busy. I'm just coming up and having a look." Zhang Yunfei squatted down, patted Simba's big head with a smile and said, "Os, our son is promising, and 'Dabie Ye' also lives there. What are the plans for next?"

"Well, let's take it step by step. Anyway, the life of this game is still very long..." Zhang Mu grabbed his hair and said with a smile.

Zhang Yunfei was even more smiling. Seeing that his child was promising, he had a sense of accomplishment than winning the first prize.

"Well, then, you go on. I'll go downstairs with your mother to make dinner for you. You used to be in the studio, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth. Now you live upstairs and downstairs. It's time to eat on time, right?"

"That's~" Zhang Mu nodded repeatedly. When Zhang Yunfei led Simba downstairs, Zhang Mu suddenly remembered something and said, "Dad, just hire a nanny, so as not to tire you and your mother. The house is big and it's hard to clean up!"

"I'll hire you! Clean up your own house by yourself! If you have hands and feet, why hire a nanny? There is too much money to spend, right? Zhang Yunfei raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Although Zhang Yunfei looks angry, he is still very satisfied, but there must be a limit to filial piety, right? If you really don't do anything, it's terrible to get fat in middle age.

Zhang Mu hurriedly spread out his hands and said, "If you don't hire, don't hire. Aren't I afraid that you will be tired? Don't be angry. I can't do it if I'm wrong!"

After his parents left, Zhang Mu put the dim sum aside and said helplessly, "I really can't figure out the thoughts of the second old man at all. I've worked hard for most of my life..."

"If it were my father, he would definitely agree to hire a nanny..." The fat man raised his head and seemed to think of something.

"Your father..." Thinking of the fat father's volume and weight, which is no different from sumo, Zhang Mu subconsciously shivered.

(to be continued)