A familiar hard feeling came from my back.
Everything about this game is good, but it's too realistic. This wooden bed really makes my back hurt from sleeping on it every day. I will definitely have to find a way to get something soft to cushion it in the future.
While thinking about it, Li Xuanmiao got up from the bed.
There is no way, I have to work every day, and the meal time is also fixed, so I have to go online on time every day.
Of course, there are currently nearly 400 players in the village, and not everyone can go to bed so early and stay in the game for twelve, three or four hours every day.
According to the statistics currently registered on the forum, many of them are actually ordinary people who need to go to work to support themselves. Sometimes when they work overtime, it is noon when they enter the game. At this time, they can only lie down in the dormitory.
Fortunately, through the efforts of Liu Pangpang and Dai Wen, two streets have been separated as much as possible. All the dormitories on both sides of the street have been allocated to these players, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by other natives.
It’s just that the food problem is difficult to solve now. Players’ online time is uncertain. Many of them cannot go to bed before seven o’clock in the evening. They cannot receive the work arrangements from the stewards at the foot of the mountain, let alone the first free miscellaneous porridge in the morning.
As for the slightly dry mixed porridge in the evening, you need to get a voucher issued after work. This food issue is more troublesome.
There have been cases where players were directly starved to death and resurrected.
But we can't watch other players starve to death all the time, so we can only try our best to arrange for other players to come online on time and start work on time. Li Xuanmiao's logging team arranged some people, and Liu Pangpang also arranged some female players to do some cleaning. , laundry and other tasks.
But everyone knows about players, and there are not many people who are willing to work honestly, especially those female players who are not skilled in using washing machines on weekdays. If you ask them to wash clothes, you might as well kill them.
Therefore, many people started messing around after going online. Some wanted to sneak up the mountain, some formed a team and said they wanted to wander outside the forest, and some directly broke into the depths of the mountain without knowing where to go...
Fortunately, he can be resurrected now. No matter how he tries to die, he will be a good man again in 24 hours. Even his hunger level will be reset to zero, which can support them to continue their mischief for two or three days.
It was really too difficult to manage. After trying a few times, Li Xuanmiao and the others just let them go, trying to keep as many relatively honest and obedient players as possible.
As usual, Li Xuanmiao moved forward, summoned his men, then went to the player's dormitory next to him, summoned the players who were already online, and then led a group of people to the Flying Pig's Knuckle Rice.
Outside the small square in front of the Pig's Knuckle Rice, there are several large signs on the right side, with pieces of paper nailed to them. Inside are the first three layers of "The Book of Salvation of the Ming Zun". Unfortunately, as far as Li Xuanmiao knows, now the practice The fastest is still the first level.
After practicing for so long, he also has a certain understanding of this technique. It is related to the merits gained from helping and saving people. The more merits, the faster you can practice. There is no other shortcut.
However, how can there be so many great meritorious deeds to be done in this small Jianya Village?
He has to rack his brains to do one or two good deeds every day. He doesn't know how Daiwen does ten good deeds every day. Ask her and she won't tell you. It's true. We are all companions. What can we hide? Woolen cloth?
On the left side of the square, there are more than a dozen large wooden stakes. All of these large wooden stakes have bare-backed people tied to them. However, they all have their heads lowered now, not knowing whether they are dead or alive.
Li Xuanmiao knew that they were all still alive. If they died, their bodies would gradually dissipate.
Yes, these people who are tied up are all players who are messing around and are caught and punished by the village. Some of them are exploring the pig's foot restaurant, some of them break into the mountain gate, some of them play tricks on other natives, some of them hinder the natives from doing their work, and some Teasing female indigenous female gamers...
Now the senior officials in the village also know the characteristics of the players and know that they can be resurrected, so they will not kill them easily. Instead, they will beat them and tie them to a big wooden stake while kneeling until they die.
However, this process will be very long, and it will take almost three days before the players dissipate and the stakes are vacated.
Of course, since the Resurrection Altar is also managed by the cottage, there is a group of strong and powerful bandits and a cottage master sitting there day and night.
Therefore, Li Xuanmiao has no doubt that if the player goes too far, they will directly capture the person from the resurrection point, continue to whip the person, and tie him to a wooden stake!
In this case, even if the player can log off and avoid the physical pain, it is basically the same as being banned.
Fortunately, Li Xuanmiao has not seen any player who has committed suicide to this extent and offended the village to this extent.
After shouting the slogan, not long after, it was Li Xuanmiao's turn.
Looking at the brown porridge in his hand, he frowned. Sure enough, as there were more and more people in the village, the quality of the porridge was getting worse and worse.
The mixed grains, old rice, bran, wild vegetables, plus the pig's trotter rice, which was originally mostly meat, are now becoming increasingly difficult to swallow.
He couldn't help but miss the happy time when he could eat a whole bowl of pig's trotter rice when he first entered the game.
Sadly, those days are gone forever.
Liu Pangpang and the others are still doing well. The two of them are directly on the mountain and can eat a complete meal. Liu Pangpang also has a good relationship with the manager. I have never seen him come to make porridge...
Ah, it turns out that I am the worst among the four people in the closed beta test?
While thinking about it, he pinched his nose and poured the porridge into his stomach. Suddenly, a voice broke through the excitement around him.
"Stop it all!"
Li Xuanmiao raised his head. He was one of the former masters of Black Wind Village and now one of the masters of Jianya Village. He was a high-level member of the village with magical powers.
Generally speaking, the master of the village will not go down the mountain except on the days when he gives lectures.
The head of the house had an angry look on his face: "Last night, someone secretly tricked Manager Fang! Killed him in the woods! The murderer must be among you..."
The steward was still yelling something, but Li Xuanmiao had no intention of listening.
Unsurprisingly, the one, or those who killed this manager, must be the players!
He knew the indigenous people very well. Most of them worked hard to survive, and they were all very honest. Even some who looked more vicious would only verbally curse at others.
This kind of murderous act can only be done by players.
Moreover, all stewards have martial arts skills. Even if they can kill people, they will inevitably be damaged, and killing them will not do much good.
Do you expect these stewards to carry martial arts secrets with them?
Do these players really think that by killing the manager, they can explode equipment and secrets? Do they really treat this place as a game?
This time it's a serious matter. If you are caught, you will definitely be physically banned!
Forget it, it wasn’t me anyway. If there is one more player or one less player in this game, what does it have to do with me?
Downed the last mouthful of porridge.
Hey, I feel like I will never eat pig's trotter rice again in this life.
(End of chapter)
