The yelling and cursing gradually disappeared as time went by, and the interior of the fissure under the giant rock gradually returned to calm. It seemed that the farce that had happened before was just a passing episode in the journey to these hurried passers-by. Duan Qing, who came from Xing, naturally thought the same way, but he still felt a little bit more lucky in his heart, because in his impression, he did seem to have a disease of "there will be trouble wherever he goes", and I almost got sick just now.
Although in his memory, the name Yuomeng... seemed to have been heard somewhere.
"It scared me to death. I thought they would really hit us on the head..."
"Players in the safe zone will exercise restraint and maintain order...isn't this what you said?"
Looking at the guilty-looking Feng Chui Lang, Duan Qing showed a meaningless smile: "If they were really like the gangs in the Free City, they would hit anyone on sight, I'm afraid they would have been kicked out by other players long ago, and then hung up on the forum. On the city wall, right?"
"...That's right." Feng Chui Mai Lang, who was gnawing on bread, nodded: "Although the players in Liberty City are not following the right path, at least they are still human beings and they still have to talk about the truth."
"Yes, but it's a pity that reasoning... is not useful all the time."
Duan Qing, who sat down again, replied: "For example, that guy just now...if he really shouted 'Teammates come to help' or something like that, it's up to two people whether we can sit here unharmed."
"You mentioned it this way..." Feng Chui Lang's eating movements paused: "You seemed to have said just now... 'Don't lead us here' or something like that?"
"That was specifically used to remind that person." Duan Qing showed a strange expression: "He didn't choose to do that in the end."
"Looking at it this way...who is called Yunmeng? Is he still a good person?"
"Who knows, maybe that guy has some grudge against the other party, so he doesn't want to involve other people..."
The two of them just sat down again and returned to the normal routine of lunch and rest, chatting about various non-nutritious topics while waiting for the end of the monsoon outside. Players from other places also passed by the rest area from time to time, and seemed to be doing some other meaningful things during this leisure time. Duan Qing, who was chatting, could also hear from time to time among those passing by. Information such as information exchange and equipment trading - since it is a development point for players, naturally there will not be half an NPC here. All visitors have IDs unique to the players on their heads, and Spontaneously limiting the activity area to the area around Ram Rock, some regular visitors here are also acting as teachers for newcomers, instructing them on a series of precautions unique to the Star Wind Plains, exchanging the current status of each area and basic information. , and it has become something that every team must do.
Just like what the wind and the waves of wheat did next.
"Sorry to bother you...have you seen starry sky grass on the road?"
"I'm sorry, we want to find out if there is any information about Star Grass..."
"Thriller Cave? Is it still above the entrance? That place is not easy to walk... What? Not sure? Excuse me, excuse me..."
"Hello, I heard that you have Starry Sky Grass in your hands. Do you plan to take action now?"
Taking Duan Qing around in the vicinity of Ram Rock, Feng Chui Mai Lang finally collected a lot of various information, but the final result seemed to be unsatisfactory, and he almost had the starry sky with the other team. There was a conflict between Cao's team. The sound of the wind above the rift also became smaller and smaller in the process, and the two people returned to the place where they rested at the beginning. Then, while packing their luggage, they sorted out the information they asked: "Forget it if you don't want to sell it. Let’s just do it ourselves! Judging from what we just asked, only the Horror Cave and Graca Fields are more likely, and the wheat fields in the west may also be a good choice..."
"Wheat fields?" Duan Qing asked, "Are there any wheat fields here?"
"Of course it's not a real wheat field." Feng Chui Lang scratched his face helplessly: "That thing looks like wheat, so everyone likes to call it a wheat field, and that plant is one of the only ones on the Xingfeng Plain. It is one of the non-toxic plants, so the wheat field is also the area that everyone usually goes to the most..."
"I'm afraid it's also the most worthless adventure area, right?" Duan Qing squinted his eyes and replied: "In such a long time, you have dug out the secrets that should be there. Even if there is Star Wind Grass, it is probably someone else. The things in the bag..."
"Uh... I can't tell for sure." Feng Chui Mai Lang replied with a dry smile: "It's not like a ginseng that takes a thousand years to grow into a single plant. That kind of herb is still very easy to come across. As long as you have enough patience, we can stay here. I can also squat to a sufficient number..."
"Are you sure? The team just now will be sold to us for fifty thousand gold coins."
"...Ahahaha, because it's a huge profit, there are more people staying here..."
After finally surviving the monsoon outside in the wrangling, the two of them were ready to set off again to continue their journey. After the previous discussion, the two of them finally chose the so-called wheat field as their first destination. Feng Chui Mai Lang, who was extremely familiar with this area, listed countless reasons, hoping that the other party would agree with his opinion, but the one that was most convincing to Duan Qing was something the other party mentioned accidentally.
"The good things there are not only starry sky grass, but also a lot of other rare materials! If we are lucky, we might be able to collect things like blind snake grass and Roland rose..."
Those names seem to have appeared on that detailed list of Gardevoir...
With the mentality of trying his luck, Duan Qing finally agreed to the choice of Feng Chui Lang, and then followed the other party's footsteps to the wheat field area on the west side of Lamu Plain. The scene in front of me is indeed the same as the scene described before the wind blows the wheat waves. It seems to be a golden barley field. The afternoon sun is also shining on these tall plants, making their golden color even more dazzling. , Scattered players go in and out of these wheat fields from time to time, as if they are busy with their own work, and the wheat straw does not seem to have any intention of withering with the arrival of winter, and is still swaying and standing upright in the monsoon breeze. On the square field - since arriving at Xingfeng Plain, Duan Qing has seen countless man-made traces caused by survival, and this area has also been divided into pieces by various horizontal and vertical ravines. Square, like a large field being cultivated.
"What, what's going on?" Duan Qing asked in surprise: "Is there really someone taking care of it here?"
"Of course not." Feng Chui Mai Lang, who was standing aside, explained simply: "These are just areas that the previous big guilds set aside for convenience..."
"The strokes are so smooth...do they all have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
"It's just for the convenience of distinction."
Pointing to the wheat field closest to them, the wind blew the wheat waves and replied in a low voice: "For the sake of fairness, it is said that there have been many fights here and a lot of saliva was wasted. Later, in order to no longer consume manpower, everyone unanimously decided Just separate them into square pieces, and then choose a place for each, and use luck and character to decide where the materials belong."
"Things belong to whose fields they grow..." He waved his hand toward the depths of the wheat field in the distance: "It's that simple."
"It's really a simple idea." Duan Qing sneered: "If someone is really lucky, or someone is really unlucky, this fight will start sooner or later, right?"
"Some people were indeed worried about this at the beginning, but then this problem no longer existed." Feng Chui Mai Lang replied calmly: "Because... not long after they implemented this plan, this place became a desert due to excessive collection. It’s a barren land.”
"Why?"
"My geography level is not that high."
Feng Chui Mai Lang spread his hands helplessly: "Maybe it's because of the previous battle, or maybe it's because of the overgrowth of these golden plants. In short, not long after they occupied it, they collected all the herbs and other resources here, and they were unable to make ends meet. . Those people from the big guild forces saw that this place had little value, so they abandoned this place invariably, and then gave this ordinary wheat field back to us ordinary idle players."
"If it weren't for the golden color of these things, I'm afraid this place would be considered a piece of barren grassland." Speaking of this, the wind blowing the wheat waves sighed for a while: "When so many people gathered here before, this place was... It’s called the land of gold…”
"Since there is no output, why do we still come here?" Duan Qing pinched his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure we can find the Starry Sky Grass?"
"Of course, we are not locusts like those guilds." Feng Chui Lang curled his lips and replied: "For a team like ours, even ten more teams will not be able to occupy these wheat fields, let alone keep spinning around for 24 hours. , squatting here every day to pick grass..."
"Well... that is to say, these fields are all chosen at will, right?" Duan Qing studied the wheat fields in front of him for a while: "It doesn't matter where you choose..."
"This... there is still a difference."
Showing a proud smile towards Duan Qing, the wind-blown wheat wave waved to him, and then after a period of exploration, he came to the edge of one of the fields: "One, two, three... this is it. I was here before." I heard others say that the third piece of land from the left of the rock over there is a good piece of land, and it is close to the rock, and the terrain is safe enough. As the monsoon has just passed, there are no people here, so let's grab this place first... "
"I'm afraid your plan will fail."
Duan Qing, who was following him, looked into the depths of the wheat field and suddenly interrupted him: "There is someone here."
"Ah?" Feng Chui Lang looked around hurriedly: "Is there someone? Where is he?"
"...I said, if someone takes over this place in advance, what is the general way to deal with it here?"
"Uh...according to the unwritten rules here, we'd better not grab the space occupied by someone, otherwise if we really fight, it won't be beneficial to either side..."
"From a worker's perspective, there is nothing wrong with this." Duan Qing's eyes narrowed for a while, and then he commented in a low voice: "Everyone works so hard, and killing anyone is not a good result. but……"
"These two people don't seem to be here to work."
rustle--
As Duan Qing said these words, a man slowly stood up in the golden field. With a dark expression on his face, he looked towards where Duan Qing and the two were: "You two... …Which guild are you from?”
"The name of our guild is the Fool's Adventure Group." Duan Qing's answer was also calm and fearless: "You are not here to collect herbs, are you? Can you make room for us?"
"We discovered our hiding place, but we are still so arrogant..." The player with the short hair slowly stood up, and the hesitation on his face became more and more obvious: "Get out of here, or else If so...don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
"What's wrong with young people today? Are they all so irritable?"
Pointing in the direction of the other party, Duan Qing tilted his head towards the wind-blown wheat waves without any care: "I don't care if I show off my knife when I disagree. I don't even have basic eyesight and patience..."
"Cut the nonsense!"
Before Duan Qing could finish what he said, a second figure climbed up in the wheat field again, then raised his staff and stared at Duan Qing and Duan Qing fiercely: "What are you doing, you think?" Didn’t I see it, grandpa? Although I don’t know you two, if I find out that you are the lackeys of the Sanqing Society..."
"Huh?" Duan Qing's surprised voice suddenly came from the opposite side where the staff was pointing: "Are you...are you the magician from before?"
"...Do you know me?" The mage pointing at the other party slowly put down the staff in his hand: "Who are you?"
"I...well, we are passers-by, just passers-by."
Several rays of light quickly passed through Duan Qing's eyes, and a smile appeared on Duan Qing's face. Then he took Feng Chui Lang's arm and took two steps towards the other party's direction: "We don't know you, and we don't know you either. Hidden here, we only saw you fighting with that Sanqinghui before..."
"...Before? When?"
"Of course it's time for Ram's Rock! We just came here to collect starry sky grass, and we don't know anything about your hiding place! Right, fellow guide?"
"Huh? Ah...yes, yes."
"Hmph! Then why do you have to come to this place?"
"Well... this was also chosen by the guide. He said that this place has many herbs and is safer than other places... If you don't believe it, you can follow us and take a look around. If we really collect it When we get a lot of herbs, we can give you some appropriately..."
"There they are!"
A loud shout suddenly interrupted Duan Qing's words, and also interrupted his steps to quietly approach the two people opposite. Several people turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw a large number of guild players showing their figures around the field. , and surrounded the area where they were: "They also have accomplices, four of them in total!"
"They are indeed a group." Among the leading players, a certain guy named Sergeant Balala jumped in front of everyone with eyes wide open: "Kill me!"
"Avenge our brothers!"
