Chapter 522 Open again, nine-ethnic war zone!

A few days is just a snap for players who work hard in the game.

Unconsciously, at the end of April, the nine-ethnic war zone was reopened.

"Yawn!" Zhang Mu rubbed his eyelids and sat up from **. He patted the little girl's buttocks and said, "Wife, don't sleep. It's almost time."

"Well... how long will it take?" Deng Jie lay lazily in Zhang Mu's arms, a little bit of bed-to-bed.

"About 2 hours." Zhang Mu looked at the time and said, "Ah, I slept for a day and a night. Why are you still sleepy?"

Deng Jie shook Zhang Mu gently and said with a bulging face, "It's because I slept too much that I'm sleepy..."

"Okay, okay, get up quickly." Zhang Mu pulled Deng Jie out of the bedroom with a smile. There was no one in the game cabin yet. All the people who got up early were in the courtyard downstairs, with barbecue, swimming and laughter, which were extremely comfortable.

As early as the night before they fell asleep, their heroes were thrown near the entrance of the nine-ethnic war zone under the command of Zhang Mu. All they had to do now was to quietly wait for the official opening of the nine-ethnic war zone.

Zhang Mu opened the window and came to the balcony. Suddenly, there was a smell of barbecue.

"It smells so good." Zhang Mu rubbed his nose and shouted to the Northeast guy who was grilling sausages in the oven, "Northeastern guy, two medium-cooked sausages!"

The Northeast guy wore an apron on his waist and turned over all kinds of meat on the oven. He looked up and smiled, "Yes, Mu, sister, good morning!"

"Haha! Good morning!"

After washing up, Zhang Mu took Deng Jie downstairs and sat in the yard to taste the barbecue skills of the Northeast.

"It tastes really good. The heat is just right. It's crispy and fragrant. Northeast guy, have you learned it?" Zhang Mu praised it sincerely.

"Haha!" The Northeast guy grinned and said, "You underestimate me, don't you? At least I'm also a graduate of the 16th session of China Culinary Institute. I have studied as a chef for several years. - Hey, who ordered the oyster? It's baked. If you don't eat it, it will burn.

"Poo~my!" The romance of the night came out of the water and raised his hand and shouted.

Everyone in the swimming pool came ashore one after another. The fat man was wet all over his body. He wrapped his body with a bath towel, shook his breasts and fat buttocks and sat beside Zhang Mu and said, "Brother, are we really going to enter the fifth floor later? Didn't that Mu say that the five-layer hero is particularly perverted? Can we fight with our current strength?

Zhang Mu shook his head, stuffed a piece of sausage into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it into his belly and said, "I haven't been in, and I can't say. But in order to fill the reputation of building the 10th-order barracks as soon as possible, we can't take this risk. After a pause, Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Hey hey, what are you afraid of? Anyway, if the soldier dies, he can be resurrected with prestige."

"That's true..." The fat man turned his face and said, "Brother Qi, roast a pig's paw for me."

The Northeaster turned around, rubbed the meat-cutting knife in his hand, and flirted, "Os, bring your own materials, hand over the claws."

"Go!"

"Brother Mu, who else is on the fifth floor with us?" Long Gen asked from afar.

"We are eight, plus big books and wounds. If possible, we can call them Taotian and silkworms. As long as ordinary members meet the standard, they can also be in the group. Of course, the premise is that they are strong enough. You may not know that the output of arms in the guild city is closely related to the output of arms in a single player's town. The stronger the player's single-player strength, the stronger the strength of the guild. The two are inseparable. After a pause, Zhang Mu said solemnly, "Listen to the news from the emperor, in the middle of May, at the end of May at the latest, the two guilds of Japan will launch an attack on our Chinatown. If the 10th-level barracks can be built before that... the odds of winning will be relatively higher."

Although Zhang Mu is the president, he sees every move of the guild in his eyes and remembers it in his heart.

The trivial matters can be handed over to the backbone promoted by the guild. In such a large-scale war that is about to break out, Zhang Mu is not distrustful. It can only be said that Zhang Mu also wants to show himself at the right time.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Mu and everyone logged in to the game at 8 o'clock sharp.

"You are so slow. Why are you here now!" Myths are sad and nagging.

A month later, the number of players at the gate of the nine-ethnic war zone has been quite large, dozens of times more than the last time. Roughly estimated, tens of thousands of people in Area E alone are ready to build a 9th-order barracks.

"Wow, it's the twelve-winged angels!"

"It's really him! So handsome!"

"The awesome man is coming!"

Some of the players found Zhang Mu's group and looked sideways one after another. There was a lot of scratch in the crowd.

I have to admit that in the eyes of these ordinary players, Zhang Mu and his group have long been gods. Every time Zhang Mu's appearance can bring infinite surprise and shock to everyone. From the national honor half a year ago to the latest nine-ethnic war zone, Zhang Mu's strength has been admired by these high-level players.

In fact, there is another major problem. Zhang Mu and others are very low-key. Most players can only see them on special occasions. Under the light of this mysterious aura, it is difficult for Zhang Mu's group of people not to be popular.

"Haha, the president! You showed up again today!" Many members of Chinatown are also waiting to enter. They run over to greet Zhang Mu with a smile and want to gain some popularity by the way.

"Haha, how are you!"

While socializing with members and ordinary players, Zhang Mu got into the guild activity channel and said, "The team to enter the 5th floor must meet the following two conditions. First, there must be Boss arms. Second, the hero level must be above level 30, that is, a 3-star team. If the following two conditions cannot be met, even if The group will also drag everyone down.

"Twelve Bosses, if ordinary members like me meet this standard, can they team up with you?" A member asked.

"Of course!" Zhang Mu said, "If you want to form a team, we will meet at the intersection on the 4th floor. Don't fight monsters on the way to save time."

"I see!"

A few more minutes passed - "Open the door! Go!" (Let's go I don't know who shouted, but the white light on the map suddenly flashed, and the players rushed to enter the nine-ethnic war zone. There are only 48 hours of prestige acquisition time every month, which can really be described as an inch of time and an inch of gold. No one wants to waste time.

Zhang Mu then entered the war zone. While running forward, he patted the number of people on the right. He was immediately surprised that nearly 1 million people around the world participated in this activity, and the number of visitors was still increasing.

Looking around, there are players' heroes everywhere, and the scene is even more popular than the hero invincible just opened the server!

"Hey, twelve, do you want to team up to enter the 5th floor later?" Naturally, a master like A Mu will not miss such a grand event. He sent a message to Zhang Mu as soon as he entered.

"Hey hey, see you everywhere." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

(to be continued)