I died just like that, but my account wasn't canceled because the Chinese government didn't have the right to do so. Secondly, some things I liked were better off not being popular. Hence, players all over the world cursed Aiyo. They all knew that there was a player named Aiyo, and it was an underage little loli who hid the grandmaster.
However, they knew that Aiyo hadn't been online for a long time. When I left, he promoted me from captain to gang leader, and I only needed to add my name. However, gang leader didn't delete me because the scale of the gang was limited. It was all my credit. I divided all the station orders into two. I gave one to my mom and the others, and I gave the other to the class monitor so that I could leave a few bucks for Rabbit, Ba Wang Hua, and Ba Gu to sell.
" If I were to pass away, apart from my family, the ones who would be the most heartbroken would be Rabbit and the others. They even brought their sisters along. It would be difficult for them not to be sad that I would be gone forever. However, after thinking about the current situation in the game, they all planned to hide the fact that I was no longer around.
Apart from the people in my class, the only ones who knew about my death were the school leaders and that brat Wula.? As for Wulaula, he chose to completely forget about eating and sleeping, madly improving himself. He wanted to become strong enough so that he could replace me.
After all, he was the second. Now that the boss had disappeared, he could only take on the responsibility.
Now that I'm dead, I'm still alive. Whenever players from other servers complain that I'm not online, everyone misses me, the little loli who died.
When the players were all around level 90, the God of Heaven would activate the competitive World War system. The equipment producers in China would only buy for their own people, and those who had the money would have to queue up if they wanted to buy it.
" I only have a few martial grandmasters now. The Heavenly God server won't reply to me if I don't go online. In other words, the martial grandmasters I have sent are the ones I sent previously. I don't even have the chance to learn them now. What I regret the most is that when I charged them previously, they didn't come because they thought it was too expensive.
Great, they would never learn it again. After the tournament, the equipment level of the players in the national server became even higher. Yes, spells, priests, and thieves could all wear chain armor. Their health and mana were much higher than before, completely changing the fate of the three classes with thin skin.
When the foreign players complained, the local server's manager shamelessly said,""If you're not convinced, then ask your people to invent it! No cheating! Our little loli was born as a bone dragon and has a thin skin. That's why I taught him to wear better clothes. This was what we discussed back then.”
Just like that, the foreigners from the foreign servers were in a miserable state. In the competitive competition, the first thing to do was to choose the players who would represent the country. There were a total of three teams, which meant 15 people. Wula, Wula, Sis Hua, and the class monitor were all inside. The national server battle was divided into teams and individuals. The top three would be chosen. As long as one entered the top ten, each person would be promoted by one level, and the top three would be promoted by two levels.
The World War was similar. The team competition was based on teams. The top ten would also be promoted by one level, while the top three would be promoted by two levels. And in the World War, due to the strange equipment, the players from the national server could all make it to the end.
After the competition, the Chinese players took their revenge on the world. The Chinese players suddenly stopped the supply of equipment and some very practical things. As a result, the foreign players could not hold on any longer. Everything else was fine, but without special equipment, it was obvious that they could not raise their HP. In the national server, although the class monitor was not a lifestyle player, because Littleflower was the birthplace of Grandmasters, everyone was used to it and followed the class monitor's words.
When they started to limit the supply of 90-100 pieces of equipment again, each person would only be able to provide five pieces a day. Everyone would first choose to supply the rest to their own people. Moreover, there was basically a national-specific YY in the country system. Each grandmaster would manage one, and the sect's YY would manage these grandmasters.
If the players in their country needed to buy equipment, they could directly talk to the Master in YY, and then they could directly choose to trade. Of course, if they cheated the Master, then there would naturally be an expert like Wulaula who would rob the rich and help the poor. Moreover, after this guy reached the maximum level, he actually began to learn the Disguising Technique and the Stealing Technique and started to steal things everywhere.
In the beginning, there were indeed a few martial grandmasters who had been deceived. The class monitor's handling was that all the martial grandmasters went on strike. He only posted an international announcement saying," XXX, and so on. They cheated the martial grandmasters of their labor income. Therefore, all the martial grandmasters understood and left to live in seclusion in the mountains.”
Basically, after seeing this announcement, no matter where the children went, they would be dragged out and beaten up. Every time there was an auction, if there was nothing to sell for a few days, the price would definitely increase. Therefore, to martial grandmasters, they still liked to run away from home and live in seclusion in the mountains. Usually, this meant that they were rich.
In fact, they were simply sharpening the knife without delaying the chopping of firewood. When the auction was not held, everyone would start making and save up the things they made. The players who made medicine also invented medicines that permanently increased attributes. After all, they were all grandmasters, so it was still very reliable to invent something.
After the official country war, the ignorant Han players actually challenged Sky Dragon City. In the end, a few grandmasters did not sell a single item for a month, and the officials directly added durability to their equipment. These countries were miserable. In a short month, Han completely disappeared from the game and they were divided up.
The following World War basically had nothing to do with the Chinese Server. After all, the supply of equipment made by the few Grandmasters was far from enough. The most tragic thing was that there were only 10 players who could make badges and special equipment.
If they sold it to their own people, they would not be able to sleep for long every day. They basically did not sell it to other servers. The other martial grandmasters were mainly responsible for the divine artifacts. "It's also because I hid the martial grandmaster that China became a country with a large number of life skills. Our equipment is also difficult to obtain in the black market.
As for the people in charge of the national server, they didn't care if they won or lost. They just sat there and became rich. They even organized a national equipment competition. Just like that, the entire game continued.
After a year, the foreign players couldn't take it anymore. After half a year of protests, the second server of " Deity " was finally opened. The hidden boring quests could still get a lot of good things. In the first server, Wulaula and my entire class of friends didn't change servers. They only finished that server because there was my shadow in that server, and there was no such thing as the second server.# Cancel all reviews: wdd201302 Time:111420185: 54PM #
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