Chapter One

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His name is Chen Yu, and he plays a female human thief with the same name in World of Warcraft.

"Sir, times have changed." When he thought of this sentence, the famous scene of the swordsman taking out his musket during a duel in "One Hundred Moves of the Swordsman" written by Michael Hunter came to his mind.

Fifteen years ago, he stepped into the Sunwell wearing almost the same equipment as now, the old 4T6, Haishan armor-breaking pants, astral spiral, gray tongue ornaments, S3 sword and brutality.

In the end, this journey ended with the Mulu P1 stage that lasted for more than a month in despair.

But more than ten years ago, they were the idols, the only seedling, and the only hope in the server. They were the only team in the server that was qualified to destroy Muru - the remaining guilds had not defeated Femis until the launch of 3.0.

But now that he is wearing the same equipment that he wore when he stepped into the Sunwell, he can only become the talk of others in Zul'Aman. It is appropriate to say that the tiger fell and the sun fell.

"Oh, this thief still knows how to defeat the strong?" the leader said.

The dungeon was simple, and the leader was chatty. Apart from taking photos of equipment along the way, he just chatted and gave no instructions at all. There were no warriors in the group. This guy was just a hunter. He didn't find someone breaking the armor until he hit the lynx. You can imagine his level of play.

The mage's relatives and friends echoed: "The thief has no output, so he can only break armor and be a tool."

He looked at the full details of the data with a puzzled look on his face and thought to himself:

"I don't have a shaman, so I can break the armor myself. So far, I'm still ranked first in output in this trip to Zul'Aman, right?"

"It's okay for hunter mages with high skills to look down on thieves. Those of you who have AOE are still not as good as me when you use my armor-piercing skills. Why do you have the nerve to call me a tool?"

But he just wanted to finish the chapter peacefully, and he didn't bother to talk much. He complained in his heart while adding a sundering armor, dancing with the sword blade, and turning into a fire and lightning totem.

Thieves are basically in this situation in TBC. Those who are still playing are basically used to it, and it is indeed not a big deal.

It was already the second week since SW was opened. It was obviously impossible for him to play SW without the Double Sword Dragon Spine, and he could only come to Zul'Aman to brush up on his brand.

After all, the brand-name legs are better than T6, which is considered poor Bis, and the brand-name belt is also better than the deep shadow belt worn from P2 to today.

He just continued to fight forward in confusion, defeated the sorcerer lord, mounted his horse, and headed straight for Zul'jin.

A pink secret message appeared in the chat box, which was sent by the nanny in the group.

It’s Wanwan: Hello, I see you don’t have a guild either. Do you want to join our guild and open up SW together?

Because the news was too outrageous, he subconsciously replied with a question mark.

Chen Yu:?

It’s Wanwan: Are you interested? \(^o^)/~

Chen Yu: Are you right?

It’s Wanwan: I’m not mistaken! I think you lose a lot of blood! The output is high. This is the first time I have seen Zul'Aman being the number one thief. Come and join our group to open up SW~~ There is not a single thief in our guild!

Chen Yu:......

Ask yourself, who wouldn’t want to play a new copy if they could? What's more, for him, it can fulfill his old dream of more than ten years ago.

He originally wanted to ask in more detail, such as when the land was opened, what configuration it was, what WCL address to send, etc., but then he thought about it, it couldn't be a good group since the young men were so hungry and so hungry.

It may be bosses like the Kaphimis Twins. As long as you can enter SW and farm the first two bosses to leave some WCL data, it will be easier to join a group if you want to find a job in the wild group in the future.

So he made a prompt decision and replied with the word "ok".

It is Wanwanacrine that invites you to join the Walking in the Clouds.

In the guild channel,

It's Wanwan: I beat Zu'Aman and brought a teammate back! welcome new friends!

Shocking moment: HYHY

Kirbymon: Forget old friends!

Hug you: pregnant pregnant

Alibuda: Has Wanwan released the Natural Mercy Brooch today?

It’s Wanwan:…

Hug you: Good guy, it is a direct victory of the game.

He opened the guild channel and took a look. This girl who was overly lively and lively to the point of making people feel a little silly, "It's Wan Wan Acridine" was actually the president. He couldn't help but become more pessimistic about the future of the guild.

After beating Zul'Aman, he quickly exchanged WeChat messages with the nanny, added WeChat messages, and joined the guild group in one go.

Then he chatted with Wanwan about the situation of the guild.

It turns out that this guild was a fairly fast guild during the BT era. It could push BT in almost 1 hour and 20 minutes, ranking among the top five in this village server.

When SW opened, everyone was gearing up and preparing for a big fight. Unexpectedly, even Mulu failed to defeat them in the first week.

I saw that although many guilds in the same server were struggling, there were still many who were able to achieve positive results and achieved mastery. There is no harm without comparison. P3P4 are shoulder to shoulder, and even the guilds that are lagging behind are running ahead. The atmosphere in this team is getting worse day by day.

In the second week, 6 warlocks were piled up to clear up Muru, and they were destroyed for two more nights to no avail.

The president and the conductor had a heated argument over whether to kick out several members who had been making mistakes.

In the end, the commander took his team of relatives and friends, as well as the only two pairs of swords in the guild, and transferred to Fankreis. The president was disheartened, and his relatives and friends also left one after another.

Seeing that the guild was about to fall apart, as a sophomore female student who had nothing to do during the school closure due to the epidemic, Wanwan volunteered to take over the position of president of the guild at this precarious time.

After such a change, more than a dozen people from the previous land reclamation group left. The remaining people were basically close to Wanwan. In terms of pure game level, they would definitely not be able to keep up with the group that left.

Fortunately, a good brother took over the leadership responsibility, and the important task of recruiting members and rebuilding the team fell on Wanwan, the former group favorite and current president.

Speaking of this, Wanwan, who had always been lively, seemed to be much depressed, and her typing was much slower than before.

It’s Wanwanacridine:

Unlike many of you, I have never played World of Warcraft more than ten years ago. This is my first time playing World of Warcraft and the first guild I have joined.

I just don't want him to leave.

Chen Yu:......

He didn't even know what to say.

This game is very old.

More than ten years are enough to turn a skinny man into a fat man, turn his slanted bangs into the Mediterranean Sea, and turn an ignorant college student into a middle-aged man struggling in the world.

Old players like Chen Yu have already read thousands of sails.

Because he has witnessed the rise and decline of many guilds and the birth and demise of countless teams, it is difficult for him to have any real sense of belonging to the concept of "guild".

In the classic server, it is hard to imagine that there are new people joining in, and even treating this bento game as another world and investing in real emotions.

Chen Yu couldn't empathize with her, but he could understand her. After all, more than ten years ago, he was as serious as her. He once wrote a long article on the guild forum late at night when land development was not going well, and expressed his feelings.