Ke Meng didn't want to meet them. After all, he had caused hatred by killing a group of players unintentionally.
If you chase others to kill, things will become very troublesome. You may beat the small ones and attract larger guild groups.
However, if others insist on attacking him and killing him, Na Kemeng will definitely not let them get what they want and will definitely fight back.
"It's more than seven hundred levels. This level of damage can already hurt me. You have to be careful." Ke Meng hesitated in his heart and felt that he needed to hide.
If the person chasing him was only a level 759 necromancer, Kemeng would dare to fight against him in a 1V1 battle with a real man.
But when a group of over 700-level players beat him, Kemeng was a bit overwhelmed. With his resistance value, he couldn't ignore the firepower of three to four hundred high-level players surrounding Europe.
Since the distance was far, three kilometers apart, and the middle was not absolutely flat, Kemeng consciously asked his riding pet to slow down.
Running too fast will make a loud sound. It was just the initial stage, and the speed was not that exaggerated. Fortunately, it did not alarm the team of players over there.
The rider's speed slowed down and he flew through the forest, the scenery along the way moving away quickly.
Ke Meng's spiritual perception was like the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator. He scanned around and around, and Ke Meng grasped everything within a radius of several kilometers.
These players' spiritual awareness is not particularly high and they cannot detect that someone is watching them.
"There are five large groups in total, and they are all here to kill me." Kemeng's ears moved slightly, and he heard more sounds, and scenes of real-time events in other places flashed before his eyes.
"Did I stir up a hornet's nest?" No matter how stupid he was, Ke Meng understood the seriousness of the situation.
This is not the hatred of a guild, but Kemeng poked the hornet's nest of Orange Star, which angered the Orange Star people.
Orange Star has a large population, and the mission of the Cthulhu sect is to lift the seal of the ancient god, so there is no fierce conflict with the mainstream players of Orange Star. This kind of massacre of players hundreds of times has never happened.
Ke Meng made his first start. If he didn't kill the chicken and honor the monkey, who else could he use to do it?
"It's too big." Ke Meng understood the dangers and could not be blocked by those player teams. Once blocked, with the chat function in the friend system, they could directly report the coordinates and surround them with a huge crowd of people.
Now that the Orange Star people have not sent out 800-level players, Kemen still has room to maneuver. He has a Faceless Man mask, and he can fly into the crowd and change his face, so he is not afraid of them for the time being.
Kemen was cautious and controlled the pet on his crotch to change lanes many times to avoid the advancing team of players.
Players cannot see Kemon, and there are reconnaissance players in the crowd. However, their reconnaissance skills are mainly used to defend against wild beasts and monsters, and they are not particularly good at dealing with players.
After all, the main group of players to fight against is wild monsters. Under the rule of Orange Star, a game mode similar to industrialization has been formed, and internal fighting is difficult to occur. Therefore, the reconnaissance direction is directed towards the wild monsters. By chance, I managed to escape.
Two hours later.
Kemeng has left the player's roundup area, and the player cannot be found within several kilometers.
"Phew, it's safe." Kemen breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his head.
If Kemeng's level wasn't high enough, how could they kill him at the same level.
"Leveling up, leveling up like crazy, only when you are advanced can you wear good equipment." Kemen still hasn't got any equipment with multiplicative resistance increase until now.
In mid- and low-level areas, the multiplicative increase is mainly for attack power and spell weapons, and defensive equipment is mainly for increasing the numerical value. One plus is one or two thousand.
One or two thousand is a qualitative improvement for low-level players, but for people like Kemeng who are approaching 100,000 resistance, there are too few and they can only fill their teeth.
Kemen clicked on his own panel. The resistance value had reached 98,000 and was about to break through the 100,000 level.
"You have to run farther away. You can't stay in this area." Kemen patted his pet and ran away.
I didn’t dare to smoke poisonous cigarettes on the road, lest my whereabouts would be traced.
"Change the route. You can't go to the originally set leveling point." Ke Meng thought of his poisonous smoke. The poisonous smoke is blown by the wind direction. Players only need to calculate the wind direction and further analyze the poisonous soil along the road to calculate Where will Kemon move next?
Half a day later.
After hiding far enough, Kemeng returned offline in a low-lying forest.
After returning to reality, Kemeng took the big-faced cat back to the sinkhole to devour the mutated pork.
In order to improve the speed of eating pork, Kemeng used a storage prop to collect the pork converted in recent days at once, and then placed the storage prop inside the mouth of the big-faced cat. With a thought, he sent the command in and wanted to Storage props release the pork inside.
However, Kemen found that his idea could not take effect on the big-faced cat's mouth.
"The spirituality has also been swallowed up?" Ke Meng was shocked.
Kemen sat in front of the enlarged version of the big-faced cat, lost in thought.
Spirituality is also a part of meat. After all, all things are animistic and spirituality comes from things. Big-faced cats who like to eat meat will naturally devour that part.
After understanding this level, Ke Meng looked at the chopsticks in his hand for ten seconds.
"If it's not the spiritual nature of meat, then you won't eat it, right?" Kemeng pressed the big-faced cat's head with his hand.
Chopsticks are dead objects, not meat. The big-faced cat is very clear about whether to eat or not to eat.
But Kemen still has a way to cure it.
Since humans cannot release the object through the air, just use a longer object and extend it out of the mouth to release the pork.
After a period of waiting, Kemon replaced the Bureau's new items, and then successfully released hundreds of tons of pork inside the big-faced cat's mouth.
Hundreds of tons of mutated pork disappeared into a bottomless pit without stopping at all.
Ke Meng took back the storage props, took away the big-faced cat, and told Shirley and Tangyuan: "You two continue to work. I will go back first and come back to collect the pork after a while."
Shirley and Tangyuan agreed. This work was a bit boring, but Tangyuan didn't find it hard because there was an Internet connection here. She was scrolling through her mobile phone while working, and her life was pleasant. It was much better than the days in Chudao Scarf.
After returning to his house, Kemeng did some memory measures and then fell asleep under hypnosis.
In the dream, Raleye.
Kemeng uses the evil spirit to peek into the players' daily leveling routine.
Advanced Cthulhu believers spend half of their time brushing monsters and leveling up, and the other half of their time studying the documentation of ancient ruins.
There are many such ruins across the entire land. Cthulhu believers have excavated at least 500 ancient ruins. However, there is too much history distorted by the boss of the first week. Many historical records do not match other historical documents. .
The progress of the investigation has been stuck, and this hurdle cannot be overcome. Kemeng has begun to think about how to use the game information at hand to promote the rapid development of the first week's plot.
"No, the time has not come yet, we have to wait until they reach full level." Kemeng thought to himself.
