"Ding bell, Ding bell"

As the crisp ringtone rang, at midnight, the four men of Menyanhu rode their "business car" and said goodbye to Mo Qiye who was standing at the gate of the yard. They started on the pedal and drove outside Liu's house.

Mo Qiye watched them leave with a complicated expression.

The things that these four young people in the mortal world ride are strange.

The front and rear wheels have chains together with each other, and use pedals to exert force. The overall structure is very simple, but it is a very novel transportation tool.

This is a two-wheeled bicycle just launched by Kunlunfang.

The name is simple and rough, so it is called "Iron Horse".

There are also uneducated guys in the county town, and they call it "Iron Mule".

This kind of bicycle was launched with Kunlunfang cars, but compared to the expensive four-wheeled bike, this two-wheeled bike is much more affordable.

Because it uses some wooden structure and special production lines, the cost is very low, making Xiaofu Home affordable. Before entering the civilian market, it also supplies a large number of contemporary transportation tools to the Fengmingguo military.

This thing is much cheaper than a war horse and easier to serve.

Once it was released, it became a "fashionable item". It can be seen that the popularity of the towns nowadays, all the streets in the county are proud of having it.

It is said that after Prime Minister Hong, who was in charge of military affairs in Gyeonggi City, tried to ride, he immediately placed a big order for Kunlunfang.

And this is just one of many novel items that Kunlun Fang has produced this year.

As a Mo family, Mo Qiye should be very curious about this kind of thing, but she is really not in the mood to observe those transportation tools now.

A sense of frustration surged in her heart.

Terrible frustration.

It was a feeling of frustration that had never felt in the past few years of practice that even destroyed her confidence.

From evening to midnight, three full hours!

She and these four "game masters" competed with each other for less than 200 games, and the number of times she won...

zero!

Of course, this has a lot to do with her not being familiar with the content and rules of various games, but it is undeniable that she has seen another "talent" in these four mortals.

That is something that is different from the traditional sense of the Tribulus Realm.

Take the smoke tiger as an example.

This young man who is not outstanding in all aspects brings psychological pressure to Mo Qiye after entering the game state is no less than that of the powerful monks she faced when she was a sect competition in the sect.

even...

Even more terrifying.

Mo Qiye changed to all the optional characters in the Legend of Fighting Wolf.

Even Miss Ah Hong helped her to call out cheating characters whose abilities are far superior to those of ordinary characters, but that's it, in a full fifty game of confrontation.

Mo Qiye's best result was just to beat the role of Men Yanhu to half his blood.

Moreover, the monk was very suspicious that the game was because Men Yanhu saw that she lost too badly, so he deliberately let the water go... When he reached the last game, Mo Qiye's heart even felt a sense of despair that he had never felt before!

It was as if she was not facing a mortal.

Instead, a terrifyingly powerful monk, on the battlefield of the game, she was ravaged by her opponents at will. Even if she was extremely serious, she could not see any hope of winning.

"Is this...this is my first errand?"

When Mo Qiye returned to the yard, she looked at more than a dozen game consoles placed on the table of the grape vines in the yard. The pleasure and novelty that had been received before had completely disappeared.

Instead, it is an inexplicable feeling of fatigue.

I have to play all the game types close to those four people in seven days...

This is simply impossible!

I underestimated the difficulty of the task given to me by fellow Taoist Jiang Xia. I was so young, and as my master said...

Don’t underestimate Fellow Daoist Jiang!

"Well, are you going to give up now?"

Just as Mo Qiye was putting away all the game consoles with a sense of fatigue, Jiang Xia's voice that made people hate her was tickling behind her.

The fairy turned around and saw a bee drone floating quietly behind her, making an optical projection, reflecting Jiang Xia's face with a hateful smile.

"No, I didn't give up."

Mo Qiye lowered his head, preventing Jiang Xia from seeing the frustration on his face, but Boss Jiang is no longer the same. He could guess what the younger generation thinks without having to come in person.

On the projection, he smiled and said to Mo Qiye:

"I promised your master that I won't make things too difficult for you.

And your current job is the easiest one I can give you at the moment.

Unless you are willing to add a special magic weapon to your mind, then go to another dangerous place, team up with a group of combat madmen with abnormal brains, and break into an abandoned city with more than 100,000 evil things.

And purify it within two days.

Are you willing to go?

If you want, I can arrange it for you immediately.”

“Not changing.”

Lao Jiang's words calmly aroused the enthusiasm in Mo Qiye's heart. She snorted, picked up the game machine box, and said to Lao Jiang:

"Men Yanhu said, I'm making great progress, and I'll do it in seven days."

"I'm very confident, little girl."

Lao Jiang smiled.

He said in a playful tone:

"But what if I tell you, when the four young men were fighting with you just now, didn't use all their strength at all?

Take Brother Men Yanhu for example. He has the secret magic weapon of Kunlunfang in his mind. Once he turns on that, his reaction, speed and thinking will instantly accelerate more than five times.

It has exceeded the soul reaction speed of you, a qi-training monk.

He can torture you without that.

If you use it, you may not even be able to touch the other person's character's edge, and the time when the game console appears in the Kumu Realm will take longer than you think.

There are a few "demons" on the monsters, and their gaming strength is even far above the Son Tiger.

Miss Mo Qiye.

I'm not afraid to tell you that I have absolute confidence to make the game industry popular in the entire Kumu Realm within ten years. At that time, this game will become a battlefield for all races to compete for hegemony.

And like you, the first monks who came into contact with game consoles, will become the pioneers of our human monks on this battlefield, compete with monsters and monsters on the same stage to defend our human dignity.

Do you think you can do it?"

"I..."

Mo Qiye really wants to tell Lao Jiang that he should look down on others!

My surname is Mo!

How could I not do it!

But she was abused by four mortals for an afternoon, and she really couldn't say such a confident thing.

“Don’t tell me the answer.”

Lao Jiang waved his hand in the projection, and he said to Mo Qiye:

"It's fun. Report the results to me seven days later. At that time, the fourth team of Laozi was probably also formed. I will let the four mortals, Men Yanhu, fight against your monk team in actual combat.

Only those with the best grades are qualified to represent Fengmingguo in Yandangchi.

In addition, starting from the day after tomorrow, a new game will be released in Nanhuang and Dongtu at the same time. It will be added to this game as a team competitive game.

This is good news, because of its appearance, monsters must adapt again and leave you with more time.

You also need to hone your team combat awareness.

There is also good news to tell you.

Elder Shi Yan of our sect also plans to select five people among the three generations of disciples to represent Mo Shuangshan to participate in the competition.

You'd better be prepared, Mo Qiye.

As my "game image ambassador" in Kunlunfang, if you perform poorly, your master will be blind.

Remember one sentence, little girl.

Games are not just entertainment, it is also a war!

I call it athletics. In this arena, winning is the truth, and losing is the original sin!

It's ten thousand times more cruel than you think...
To be continued...