Lin Wanqiu was not happy at all.
After being away from World of Warcraft for too long, my father's game interface and key positions are also very different from mine, making it quite difficult to operate. She was not in a good mood to begin with, so she originally thought that the profession of Nai Sha was relatively simple. She only needed to insert a totem to hide and use her skills to penetrate the healing chain at will, so she was too lazy to change it.
But not changing the keys caused her far more trouble than she initially imagined.
For example, she obviously wanted to give Managalm a mouthful of blood when she was losing blood. She must use the healing chain to do melee combat. She clicked on it with the mouse and put a big earth shield on the opponent.
He was furious and turned around to put a large shield on the tank. Managalm's health was already full.
"Who has such quick hands?" She complained angrily with a slumped face and clicked on the keyboard.
Her father, Linli, remained silent beside her.
She is familiar with this dungeon and even this boss. After all, she still has to pay attention to her father's performance in the game. Sometimes she is annoyed by her students and can still be amused by her father's clumsy operations. I feel much better.
When Lin Wanqiu first learned that her father had actually joined the Sunwell Land Reclamation Group, she went to find him immediately, but the group leader made it clear that there must be enough shamans. The more shamans in this dungeon, the better. So I told him to come.
"I was just saying polite words to you, but you took it seriously!" She went to find the old president again. The old president was still hospitalized at this time and couldn't be reached on WeChat.
Then she went out of her way to ask Meisuo Qingqiu who the new president was.
"Wanwan? That nanny, I know who she is, but I'm not familiar with her. What about the leader? Who is the leader?"
"Empty city."
"..." Lin Wanqiu was speechless.
In this way, my father finally joined the land reclamation team of Sunwell, and even killed three people in the first week.
"He didn't get a heart attack because of my father's anger? And he beat three bosses?!" She felt a little unbelievable. "Why don't I piss you off to death!"
As a person who knows both sides very well, Lin Wanqiu is very aware of the level of his father. He can perform well against Haishan but not against Archimonde. If he beats Archimonde, he will definitely give Archer his soul and enter the Black Temple. Supremus will change the target as long as he chases him for three seconds.
Fortunately, the strength of this level of dungeon is too low and it can tolerate a certain amount of mistakes.
But now it’s the Sunwell, how can I still let dad do it like it’s a rehabilitation exercise? Fortunately, there was one ear in the forest that couldn't hear, and it was more difficult for the other ear to hear sounds. Many times when others laughed at him and belittled him, he couldn't hear them at all.
Of course, there were obviously times when he heard it, but Lin Li never mentioned it to anyone, nor did he respond.
Because he knew it was his own problem, but he couldn't get away from it.
Sometimes he would think of 1998, when he was still the deputy director in charge of executive affairs at the county health bureau down below. An unexpected incident pushed him to the forefront. At that time, there was a flood, and every science and technology bureau sent out people to guard the dam at night. The top leader was personally on duty, and people were on the embankment. It turned out that because the chief of the mine was bored on duty for half a month guarding the dam, he asked someone to secretly get some wine to drink. By chance, he was bumped into by the investigation team who made a surprise inspection and arrested him for neglecting his duties. Typical: Kill one person to make a warning to others and remove him from office on the spot.
At such a time when everyone was in danger, Lin Li, as a layman, was suddenly framed by others. This was obviously asking him to take the blame. After all, no one could bear the responsibility at this time, and he was usually sharpened. People who want to dig deeper are afraid of becoming the next one.
But at that time, he was young and powerful, had a sharp mind, outstanding learning ability, and high political sensitivity.
Just when everyone thought he would follow in the footsteps of his predecessor, he worked on rural epidemic prevention during the day and guarded the dam at night. He only slept for three hours a day for more than two months in a row. He cut his way through and successfully completed the task. He protected the health and safety of the people in the area, and also kept his own black hat. Since then, he has been appreciated by the provincial leaders, and his official career has been prosperous and prosperous.
When people get old, they can't help but want to recall the past.
Sitting next to his daughter, Lin Li was in a state of wandering mind, with even a little smile on his lips.
"The autumn breeze is small! Your spark! Stand out from the crowd!" Even though Lin Wanqiu was wearing headphones, Kung Cheng's words still reached Lin Li's ears clearly, pulling him back from the turbulent years in the past.
"Hey." He sighed.
People still have to accept old age. Now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is deaf and blind. He can hear only in one ear, half of the field of vision in his right eye is missing, and his right hand is less flexible than his left hand. What is even more frightening is that he always feels like his brain is like a ball. My mind is so muddled and my thinking is so slow that I still find it difficult to accept it.
Before he got sick, he always felt that he was not old yet, and he wanted to save some money for his daughter at the end of his prime. After this serious illness, he kept lowering his psychological expectations. At present, his only hope is to cause less trouble for his daughter, so that she can Work and study with peace of mind and pursue your own happiness.
Under the illness, Linli, who was so majestic in the past, has become so humble, which is pitiful and pitiful.
In the past, he used to play World of Warcraft as a pastime. On the one hand, he used it to maintain communication with his daughter and try to avoid generation gaps. On the other hand, he also used it as a means of brain rehabilitation to train his thinking and reactions to prevent him from getting slower and slower.
He shuddered when he thought that he might develop Alzheimer's disease in the next ten or twenty years. Not to mention the glorious history of his life in the past, he could not even remember who he was.
This is the fundamental reason why, as an old novice, he can continue to play alone after his daughter leaves the game. This thing may be just a pastime for others, but for Lin Li it is a test, a way to force him to continuously accept information and keep thinking.
Unfortunately, the game will be updated.
During the many nights when he made mistakes in Sunwell's land reclamation, he would occasionally think about how great it would be if he had stayed in that wonderful Dark Temple era without even having to stay up late. The game was really fun at that time.
At this moment, Lin Wanqiu was yelled at by Kong Cheng, and she gritted her teeth in anger.
She knew that she was going to get out of the crowd because of the spark, but she still got greedy and read the message. With just over a second of delay, Kongcheng caught her and shouted at her to get out of the crowd.
In fact, if it were someone else, Kongcheng might not shout so loudly and anxiously. But the shaman "Qiu Feng Xiaoxiao" itself gave him a bit of PTSD, and he also knew that Qiu Feng Xiaoxiao was joining a group for the first time, so he was afraid that she would be distracted and make a mistake, which made Kongcheng anxious.
Lin Wanqiu stood outside, brushing his blood. At this time, he still couldn't hold it back and dropped the mouse angrily.
"No one else in the Sparks has seen you so anxious? I'm a Spark and you don't trust me so much? You haven't seen me for half a year, are you using me as a meal?" She felt indignant and accidentally ordered herself a big earth shield.
Naturally, Kongcheng didn't know about her psychological changes. He had entered a state of forgetfulness about things and me, and he couldn't care about a woman's thoughts at all, even if this woman was his wife.
"Will that spark skill explode teammates?" Xu Wanru asked from behind like a curious baby.
"You calm down first!" Kongcheng scolded Fang Qiu in the game, strategizing, and he felt heroic in his heart. Didn't he see that I was busy? You can’t understand, so why are you causing so much trouble? ? He waved his hand and told Xu Wanru to stop talking: "Just watch in peace and don't affect my command!"
"Okay! I won't say anything anymore." Xu Wanru clenched her fists to give him face in front of outsiders.
Kongcheng was completely unaware that he had offended the two women around him and the two women far away. He continued his commanding career immersedly: "It's fifty-five percent, change the stage immediately, everyone stops AOE, Xiao Raccoon, you have to be prepared to hate the mobs, and others will take action slowly."
"Mirror image of violent battle? Pan right as a group in melee combat! Avoid the mirror image, don't rush in! Build up the hatred for the little raccoon first, okay, get ready, the warlock and mage use A, pay attention to self-protection in melee combat, Ye Xue, you are so fucking stupid! Did you hear that?”
Ye Xue was scolded by Kong Cheng, and could only run to the distance in frustration, watching Chen Yukai dodge the flying sword.
Looking down, he saw that he had indeed been overtaken by Chen Yu.
My face is so dull!
After two weeks of opening up wasteland, the personal progress of Kongcheng was very obvious, and this was especially obvious to Fang Yuanzheng. When he led the group, Kongcheng was just a silent priest in the group. His biggest impression of Kongcheng was that he was very good at playing Divine Priest, Discipline Priest, and he should be the best among the many priests in the guild. He was completely I never thought that the empty city could still command.
From the beginning, Kongcheng's command was in a mess. He was extremely stubborn in his understanding of the game, lacked the ability to adapt, and lacked the ability to effectively command his teammates, so it can be said that the first week was a mess. Even in the second week, taking the battle to kill the Blue Dragon as an example, it can be seen that by this time Kongcheng's command was obviously not as organized as Chen Yu.
Chen Yu's several commands can be seen to be of a very detailed type. He will take the trouble to explain many details to the team members. Instructions in actual combat are usually specific to a certain person. What do you need to do? If this person does a good job After training, his style will be similar to that of Lao Ba. Unfortunately, he is a melee player, and his love for output is obviously higher than that of command.
Pity.
Kongcheng made progress almost every day in the subsequent RAID. It can be seen that he also worked hard outside of activities. It can be said that he has made rapid progress in the past two weeks and is obviously more proficient than Chen Yu.
"Destroy this wave of orbs, Alibuda is ready to control the dragon, everyone is ready, listen to my countdown and gather together to eat the dragon spray." His voice was steady and calm.
"Get ready to assemble."
"I fell!" Alibuda's panicked voice came from YY.
"Fuck!" Ye Xue couldn't hold back and said a dirty word.
"Hahahahaha!" Camus, who was playing Ye Xue's live broadcast while outputting, couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Camus came over with the Dual Blade Thief, and his output lived up to expectations. The boss's HP was now almost 40%, and he was still ranked first, leading Qinling's violent battle by a gap.
The biggest difference between him and Chen Yu is that his impulse is reserved for the wave of Sword Dance and the mirror image. It happens that this wave also triggers the double-knife special effects and the Dragon Spine Medal, so the overall damage is quite explosive and remains stable at more than 4,000. , taking into account the issue of bloodthirsty coverage, it can be expected that as long as Camus, the thief, does not die, his damage per second is likely to be stable at above 3800, which is currently 99 points.
"Hey, why does this guy keep losing his eggs!" Ye Xue's wife was immediately discouraged and couldn't help complaining.
Kongcheng still commanded calmly: "Don't worry, little raccoon. You don't need to pull the remaining two mirror images. The other close combats will be dealt with while you control the dragon."
The little raccoon headed straight for the orb.
At this moment, a white light flashed in front of him, and a mage rushed in front of him. He clicked the orb to control the blue dragon, and then turned around awkwardly. Suddenly, there was a "swish", another "swish", and the two flashed back to the crowd. Compared with Alibuda, his movements are quite inconsistent, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and it seems like the frame is stuck.
But in the end, the two dragon breath buffs of acceleration and recovery were sprayed on the whole group.
"Hug you!?" Ye Xue exclaimed.
"Mr. Bao! What are you doing!" the little raccoon whined, turned around and ran towards the crowd.
