The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Chapter 111 The Instant Noodle Family

Afternoon, lunchtime.

University cafeteria.

"How about we do it?"

Duan Jianhui muttered.

"All adults are shrewd businessmen."

Wang Zihan nodded in agreement, picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork, put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and then asked, "Let me interview you all, what's it like to eat in the game and then eat in real life?"

Peng Zhi ignored what Wang Zihan said next: "The price offered by the waterway duo is indeed too high."

They went to the cafeteria from their dorm after logging off to relieve themselves.

However, because of the game "Genshin Impact", even when they are offline recently, their conversations are basically all related to the game.

Zheng Wen seemed thoughtful: "If it's too expensive, we can actually make the bombs ourselves, right?"

"How do you make it? Buy a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, then buy a bottle of acetone from a chemical store, mix them in the right proportions, and you'll have explosives."

Duan Jianhui glanced at him sideways: "Theory is theory, but you have to do it in practice. Besides, if we need explosives that are useful to us, the quantity can't be too small. It's not that easy to find raw materials."

Perhaps their conversation was too explicit, because during their chatter, the university students dining on either side frequently turned to look at them.

"Ah Zhi, ask Lao Kuai and Keyun. If that doesn't work, let's just take it by force."

Duan Jianhui offered the simplest and most direct suggestion.

Peng Zhi's eyelids twitched violently upon hearing this: "Let's talk about it later. Let's finish eating quickly and go back online. It's almost dawn in the tribe."

As the saying goes, there's no faster way to make money than by robbing someone.

So far, there have been no direct conflicts between players.

But Peng Zhi estimated that, given the current number of players, there were probably quite a few who shared this idea.

I just don't know who will be the first to lose their temper and do something like this.

As the first rays of dawn pierced the thin mist and lazily spilled onto the stone roofs of the Xishi Village, the commotion caused by the "gun test firing" the previous night had already receded like the tide.

In the open space in the center of the tribe, the campfire had long since burned out, leaving only a circle of blackened stones and a ground covered in cold ashes.

Occasionally, a few wisps of smoke struggled to rise from the ash heap, only to be torn apart by the morning breeze before they could rise high enough to fill the air with a unique smell that was a mixture of gunpowder smoke, scorched earth, and crisp dew.

Compared to the tranquil environment, the players seemed quite excited.

No matter how long players have played, they will still be amazed by the exaggerated realism.

It's nighttime now, which is the time of day with the most players.

Especially when players who haven't logged in during the day hear that someone has made a gun, they will usually run to the waterways and open areas first before going out to explore with great enthusiasm.

At the gate of the tribe, some players were shouting loudly.

"Instant Noodle Family is recruiting. Join us for safety and security."

Braised Beef sat on a stone bench outside the gate, repeating his recruitment lines whenever a player passed by.

If I had to put it another way, his listless appearance was more like a symbolic attempt to beckon people.

Perhaps the organization's name was too abstract, so it's hard to say how effective it was; not even a single player approached to inquire.

It's worth mentioning that this so-called instant noodle family, although a new player that only launched in version 1.04, actually has quite a few members, more than twenty in total, almost the same as Peng Zhi's group of college students.

"Alright, that concludes today's recruitment session."

Braised Beef patted his butt, got up, and turned to look at his comrades in his group: "Time to go kill some monsters."

"Understood." Old Tan Pickled Cabbage snapped his fingers in response.

The group quickly assembled and ventured deep into the mountains and forests.

The heavy rains that had just passed made the vegetation in the mountains even more lush, so several people had to be assigned to clear a path with stone axes, making it difficult to say how fast the group could move.

After nearly four hours of trekking, they crossed a valley and arrived at an abandoned stone village.

Braised Beef gave a signal, and the five players, led by Pickled Pepper Beef, quickly spread out in a special formation and took their positions.

It may seem chaotic at first glance, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that the five players' field of vision perfectly encompasses the area around the stone village, leaving no blind spots.

Even though it was their first time in this place, they acted as if they had lived here for years.

After inspecting the stone village, Shiitake Mushroom Beef concluded: "There are traces of biological activity, in large numbers, and they left less than a week ago."

Many details were washed away by the rain, but some were still missed.

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes and the braised beef exchanged a glance, then the man said, "Let me take a look at the map you drew."

Yu Xiang Rou Si immediately pulled out a wooden board from his pocket, on which some simple lines were drawn.

To be honest, just looking at the triangular patterns and lines on the wooden board, even if someone found the board, they wouldn't recognize what it was, let alone a map.

The fish-flavored shredded pork was placed flat on the ground, while scrambled eggs with tomatoes and braised beef sat to the side.

After observing for a while, Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes made a decision: "Today, we'll continue exploring eastward."

"Shouldn't we first ascertain the situation around that large tribe?"

"No rush. The village is not an enemy force, so we can put it aside for now."

Just then, the pickled pepper beef who had been leading the guard suddenly turned around and returned: "Report."

Upon hearing those two words, Tomato Scrambled Eggs immediately glared at him.

Pickled Pepper Beef chuckled awkwardly, then quickly changed the subject: "We've spotted a monster squad approaching; they appear to be conducting reconnaissance."

Upon hearing this, Tomato and Braised quickly got up.

"Be specific, how many people are there?"

Ten.

In the dense jungle.

A small group of tribesmen, looking exhausted and wearing worn-out clothes, were cautiously making their way towards the stone village.

This team of Roaring Tribe warriors came from the same Roaring Tribe warrior division that had previously raided the Qinghe tribe at night.

Under the leadership of the chieftain of the Howling Clan, more than two hundred Howling Clan warriors escaped.

The Qinghe tribe suffered a silent loss and frantically tried to find and kill the remaining defeated soldiers during this period.

Unfortunately, finding more than two hundred Roaring Clan warriors in the Endless Mountains is extremely difficult.

The soldiers of the Qinghe tribe searched the mountains and forests for a long time, but could not find the whereabouts of this surviving warrior group.

Of course, these remaining Roar Clan warriors did not dare to act rashly.

They lay low under the arrangement of the tribal chief.

Only now, when the storm has died down a bit, has the Hou Clan's centurion sent out a small Hou Clan squad to scout ahead.

If it is confirmed that it is safe, then we can take these disheveled men back to this abandoned stone village to rest and recuperate.

A weary soldier from the Howling Clan grabbed a handful of dew and wiped his face.

Go back and report to the centurion.

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