Somewhere on the edge of Earls Forest.
A young man in black sportswear stood with his back against a big tree. His eyes under gold-rimmed glasses were gazing attentively and seriously into the sky in front of him.
If there are other players present, they must know that they are looking at the system panel.
The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting a mottled light and shadow.
There was a faint golden light flowing around the young man's body.
The picture is calm and natural.
If Xin Zhixia had been there, she would have recognized at a glance that this person was someone from Shang who was helping her look at the plumbing fixtures.
Time passes slowly.
Phytolacca just stopped where he was and didn't make any move like Xin Zhixia.
After receiving many messages one after another, at some point, the name tag on my chest also showed the word "Phytolacca".
Shang Lu frowned in thought, staring at the panel for a long time without saying a word.
"You shouldn't be indecisive."
His brows and eyes were full of fatigue, the light in his eyes had long been extinguished, and his voice was slightly hoarse when he spoke.
S-level copy, 3 people pass the level.
It's bound to be a tragedy.
During the silence, a message popped up on the system panel.
[[Augustine's Crazy Scream] skill display: The forest on the southern edge of the Samana rocks. --Akemi】
When the message popped up, it was accompanied by a high-pitched male voice, shouting out the same content as the message.
Just like the name of the prop, the effect of the skill adds a bit of fun.
However, this kind of fun failed to spread to Phytolacca.
In addition to the prompts on the panel, there is a status message that has not disappeared.
[[Tia's Welcome Branch] Status: Genus's Blessing - Luck value is bleak. (Lord Genus was deeply saddened by this and decided to give an additional opportunity.)]
This was the prop he chose to use just a second before he was pulled into the clearing instance - [Tia's Welcome Branch].
Perhaps because the props did not belong to him in the first place, Xin Zhixia's lucky status could not continue.
If luck is gone, there are opportunities.
As his eyes passed over the word "opportunity", Phytolacca's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth reluctantly curved.
"I didn't expect that Xin Yi's props still belong to the owner."
This is Xin Zhixia's unique humor.
Phytolacca has been infected by its perfection after experiencing it many times.
He had promised to help her look after the pipe tools, but in fact both parties knew that the tools were "meat buns beating dogs - once gone, there is no return."
Therefore, Xin Yi also generously stated that someone can use it after being under supervision.
After Phytolacca once again launched a wave of Xin-style humor, he sighed with a calm expression.
"If you don't choose to use it this time, I'm afraid there won't be a chance to use it next time."
Not to mention, there is an opportunity to return the item to its original owner.
After a long while, Phytolacca silently closed the message and put away the defensive items surrounding him.
Open the map to confirm your direction and head towards your destination.
is to clear the copy.
It is a copy destined to end in tragedy.
Nonetheless, he must accept the reality of the situation,
However, while his eyes were calm, they lacked a bit of determination.
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Somewhere on the edge of Earls Forest.
A young man dressed very artistically was performing the same operation as Phytolacca.
His expression was calm, staring into the air.
There is a sense of laziness from head to toe, and the movements of his hands and feet are careless.
The young man with slightly curly hair wore a denim beret, a light khaki knitted vest, a blue and white pinstriped shirt, and loose dark straight pants.
Not only does the outfit have a sense of hierarchy, but it also has a bit of an artist’s temperament.
Wearing unique and fashionable outfits is one of the useless operations in the dead space.
Because it is highly recognizable, it means it is too different and is more likely to be noticed.
At the same time, if you only pursue fashion, it may not be convenient for you to move, which is equivalent to stumbling on your own feet.
Of course, this theoretical statement also implies a truth.
Old players who understand these principles and dare to go against them are definitely not easy targets.
The meaning revealed here is self-evident.
I have the leisure and leisure to dress myself up, and I am not afraid of receiving attention from others, and I am not even afraid of being targeted by a group...
Based on these points alone, it can be inferred that the player's strength is not bad.
Analyzing through Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, it is probably that when others are pursuing the hierarchy of physiological needs, some people are pursuing the hierarchy of aesthetic needs ahead of time.
The simple demand structure is already one level higher.
The young man's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were full of ten lines.
The speed of browsing the rules is extremely fast. In just a moment, he scans to the bottom of the information and closes the panel in front of him.
At this time, the word "Song Wang" on the name tag shows the young man's nickname.
Shuo Wang raised his eyelids slightly, took out a branch from his bracelet, and picked off a jagged green leaf.
Then, he spoke to Aoba expressionlessly.
"Xiangbo, come to me."
His voice was slightly deep and his tone was unusually calm.
After saying this, Shuowang immediately crushed the green leaves and watched them turn into light spots like fireflies, drifting in the wind and disappearing into the distant sky.
Looking around, his posture was casual and he looked relaxed and lazy.
The wait for a response from the other end is not long.
Suddenly a gust of wind appeared, and spots of light floated from the distant sky.
The little rays of light gradually gathered together and once again formed the shape of a leaf.
However, this leaf is not that leaf.
Shuo Wang raised his hand and took away the blue leaves with smooth edges.
There are clear veins on the blue leaves, and Shuo Wang's familiar voice comes from inside.
"Come right now. Do you want to inform Zhao Shuyu and the others?"
The man's voice in response was clear and slightly raised, and he was obviously in a good mood.
Not only that, except for the male voice, among the sounds recorded in Lanye, there were also other background sounds.
Shuo Wang frowned subconsciously and listened carefully again, trying to distinguish the background sound.
After repeated confirmation, he suddenly understood and nodded lightly.
"It should be a human voice."
After Shuo Wang confirmed, he answered the other party's question.
"Never mind. Who else is there with you?"
This time, the blue leaves were not crushed, but just emitted spots of light and flew away in the wind.
After doing all this, Shuo Wang starts a new round of waiting.
In Dead Space, players have limited means of communication.
Most of them are old and lack some convenience.
The same goes for the communication between Shuo Wang and Xiang Bo.
After a long time, Xiangbo's teasing words came.
"Wait a moment. I met an old acquaintance and we were chatting."
Hearing this, Shuowang's eyes flashed, and he didn't choose to reply. He just said to himself with an indifferent expression.
"It's a surprise. S-level copies, we will all be old acquaintances later."
