Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 67: Nine Lords Come Out Together...Delivering Food
The young man is very handsome, even though he is just wearing a simple white T-shirt, black shorts and a pair of flip-flops, but his three-dimensional facial features and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth give him a youthful feeling, as well as the cool and handsome feeling of Edison Chen when he was young.

"Father!"

Seeing Mo Lang appear with a group of chess pieces, Zhang Sheng seemed to see the arrival of the savior. In his eyes, Mo Lang was now covered with a layer of holy light!

"This...how is it possible? Aren't you on the other side?"

Seeing Mo Lang appear, fear immediately flashed in the eyes of the Flame Cat Demon Lord and the Frost Cat Demon Lord. The Skeleton Lord, who was holding two swords at the side, had green flames flickering in his empty eye sockets, and no expression could be seen.

"I missed you guys, but you were hiding from me, so I had to come over to see you." Mo Lang jumped down from the top of Tam No. 1's head. Although his feet were sweaty and slipped a little, his flip-flops were fine.

If it were another kind of slippers, Mo Lang would feel very embarrassed.

"..."

The two cat demon lords twitched their lips.

God fucking misses us, you clearly want to kill us okay.

what?
Why doesn't the Skeleton Lord's mouth twitch?
No one will ask, right?

"What? Don't you like talking?"

"Or do you want to isolate me and engage in forest bullying?"

Seeing that there was no monster responding to him, Mo Lang immediately put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly: "Then I will lose my temper."

"kill!"

Without Mo Lang saying anything, Tam No. 1 led a group of chess pieces and rushed forward.

"Getting mad? Do you think you're that powerful?"

Seeing this, the skeleton monster took the first step, rushing towards Tam No. 1 in the front with two swords in hand. However, when its two swords hit Tam No. 1, only a small number "-55" appeared.

Looking at this number, the Skeleton Lord was stunned and looked up at Tam in front of him.

Tam No. 1 looked down at the Puppet Lord and smiled:
"Little Skeleton, are you scraping me?"

Then he stuck out his tongue and slapped the Skeleton Lord on the face with a "slap". A large amount of saliva and mucus immediately covered its entire head and face.

"-155!"

Although the damage is not high, it is extremely insulting.

The Skeleton Lord also reacted immediately, his jaw dropping to the ground in surprise:
"Wozhi, four-star Tam!"

"Damn it, I fell into a trap!"

The two cat demon lords also reacted immediately, knowing that they had fallen into a trap, and turned around to run away, but under the siege of so many chess pieces, they had no way to run away, and were beaten to death in just ten minutes.

Because Yasuo's second Light Electric Knife reduced their magic resistance, after the two-star legendary equipment Noxus was activated, the real guillotine began!
Three round heads rolled directly to the ground, and magic balls fell all over the ground.

Among them are three golden orbs, ten blue orbs and twenty white orbs.

"It seems that the stronger the monster lord is, the more magic balls he drops." After picking up all the magic balls, Mo Lang went directly to Liu Bo who was closest to him.

With Mo Lang around, there were no accidents at all. Although a lot of gain scrolls were used, the harvest was fruitful!
There were a total of nine lord-level monsters, which directly dropped nine golden magic orbs, thirty blue magic orbs, and more than sixty white magic orbs!
"Baby, please send more lords next time. Who can kill so few lords?"

Mo Lang looked at the magic ball in his bag with satisfaction and shouted to the people around him.

As for whether there were any monsters monitoring him or whether they heard him or not, Mo Lang didn't care. After all, he was on the other party's kill list.

"..."

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their lips when they heard this.

The invincible young master, my Brother Lang?

If the Dragon King comes down the mountain without you, I won't watch. "Each of the four groups takes one golden magic ball, four blue magic balls, and ten white magic balls." Mo Lang did not take all the golden magic balls for himself.

After all, if the gold coins obtained cannot be traded, I should let them upgrade the base as soon as possible, so that the chance of obtaining high-cost barracks fragments will be greater.

Who knows, if these lucky guys give out golden shovels, I’ll make a lot of money!
"Father!"

"father!"

"father!"

"..."

When everyone heard that there was a golden magic ball to be won, they all wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Mo Lang.

They naturally knew the importance of the golden magic ball. Although two people had to share one, it was enough.

"Okay, look at how useless you are."

Mo Lang said this, but his expression of enjoyment betrayed his inner joy.

"You all will be targeted if you follow me, so for safety's sake, you should kill monsters in groups of four. It shouldn't be a problem. After all, I can't protect you all the time." Mo Lang reminded everyone again.

"Don't worry, Brother Lang, with the four of us together, it should be no problem for two lords to come." Zhang Sheng patted his chest and promised.

"My main concern is that once the novice protection period is over, the rules may change slightly." Mo Lang's eyes showed a look of worry.

"If the bases can be moved together, we still have many brothers in the Lang Alliance, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Zhang Sheng said.

"On the eleventh day, everyone gather together and I'll make the arrangements. Each of you will lead a group of ten people, so you can divide them into 100 groups in total. I'm worried about the district wars."

Mo Lang glanced at everyone and expressed his concerns: "After all, we don't know how many districts there are, let alone the situation in other districts. We must prepare for the worst."

"I'm sure you've all read novels about the apocalypse or zombies. Human nature is complex. Maybe someone would just use the resources of the players in Zone 1 to support themselves."

"Row."

After hearing what Mo Lang said, everyone looked solemn.

After all, what Mo Lang said was right. Even if he boarded Mo Lang's big ship, he couldn't protect himself all the time. If he wanted to survive, he had to work hard to improve his strength.

"Alright, I've said everything I need to say. Be careful and gather at the gate of my base at 8 o'clock the day after tomorrow morning."

There is only one day left in the novice protection period, tomorrow, so Mo Lang naturally has to start preparing for the [Lang Alliance].

If an organization wants to thrive, rules are of paramount importance!
At the same time, he should also establish his authority, wipe out a group of bad apples and rats, and use these players' bases to build up his own power.

It goes without saying that there will definitely be someone who is even more cruel than you.

You have to know that humans are essentially animals, and animals are the law of the jungle!

If you encounter a powerful and ruthless player, he might kill thousands of people to help himself become a god. Such a person would be a big villain in a novel.

It’s a pity that Mo Lang is still too soft-hearted and can’t do such a cruel and inhumane thing.

……

……

"Are you sure that person said that the lords we sent out were not enough for him to kill?" There was no expression on the face of the Centaur man, but the words he said were so cold that the temperature around him dropped sharply!
"Yes... yes, sir." The armored skeleton soldier said tremblingly.

The Centaur man looked ahead, his eyes seeming to be looking through the bronze gate in front of him at the forest opposite.

"Tomorrow is the last day. I hope this kid can still smile the day after tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)