In fact, Gu Yun is also quite interested in this mysterious game.

The game producers not only had a clear understanding of the history of their mainland centuries ago, but even the names of heroes of that era were put in.

That year, Anfictor was still the Archbishop, and Emilian only opened a potion shop in Santo. Before the war between the north and the south broke out, most of these heroes who had been circulating for centuries still lived the lives of ordinary people.

Gu Yun felt that perhaps only the old scholars in the village could know such a secret past. He was sure that those who could write these names into the game must have the profound knowledge of historians, or some people from that era were simply the ones.

Although this sounds incredible, some of the priests he met on the battlefield did live for hundreds or thousands of years. When he appeared, he did not forget to release crazy words such as "Little Devil, your ancestors were defeated by us."

As for whether there is such an existence among believers, Gu Yun doesn't know much about it.

After all, he later offended the Three Princesses, which led to him having to temporarily change his plan. After leaving the Santa Balan, he headed south and completely away from the towns of the believers.

If not, he actually wanted to go to Dom of that era. After all, everyone said that Dom is the most prosperous city of mankind, and even Balain, who is the capital of the sacred, is not one-tenth of Dom.

Later when he arrived in Dom, he offered a reward of wanted orders on his neck to hang all over the streets, which made him a great devil who could scare the children cry when walking on the street. At that time, there would naturally be no enthusiastic historians sitting down with him calmly to discuss the knowledge from hundreds of years ago.

In some fields such as history, Gu Yun admitted that their village was far inferior to those of believers.

The most famous historian in their village is probably not as good as the administrators of the Baran Da Library.

After all, the villagers do not have the tradition of studying. Even those who have to read books in order to find the whereabouts of legendary monsters or long-lost moves will be regarded by the villagers as scholars who are well-educated. It is conceivable how poor the knowledge level of others is.

Because of this, Gu Yun and Anling arrived at the closest sale point to their community early in the morning three days later.

The release time is at 6 pm, but according to An Ling's experience, if you really need to queue up at 6 o'clock, then the daylily will probably be cold.

However, even though it was several hours ahead of the release time, they still underestimated the enthusiasm of players and scalpers. Just now it was dawn, and the door of the direct sales store was still locked, and the team at the entrance of the store extended to the opposite side of the street. Gu Yun and Anling had just stood there, and several young people rushed over behind him.

An Ling looked into the distance and found that the people in front of the store could only be described by their unique skills, including those who were playing floors, some brought their own coffee tables, sitting on chairs and playing chess, and some ate hot pot early in the morning.

The spicy smell of hot pot can be smelled from afar.

It's simply outrageous!

The endless team made An Ling's eyes dark, and she thought they had arrived early enough this time.

It seems that they have miscalculated the players' determination.

"Little girl, you're still too young. The guys in front came to queue up three days ago."

The old man standing in front of the two of them shook his head and said.

At critical moments, human potential is unlimited.

Uncle, no one talks to you!

An Ling complained in her heart, but she still smiled politely on her face.

The old man had gray hair and pale face, which made An Ling wonder whether he could hold on until the night - there was a tug-of-war next, and even she couldn't estimate when the team would line up.

The equipment will start selling at 6 o'clock, but looking at the team's posture, they might get after 10 o'clock, so I can let a white-haired old man stand here for more than ten hours. Is this OK?

"I have been exercising for the sake of this moment!"

The old man seemed to feel An Ling's concern, his eyes widened, and firmly expressed his determination, "I must buy the PS2 for my grandson, who is still waiting for me at home!"

No one asked who you bought it for, and you got the name wrong!

If you want to buy PS2, you can go to the online direct store, and you can get a 30% discount recently.

There was such an old man who liked to talk to him actively in front of the team, which made An Ling feel that the next time she was queuing might feel very distressed. For some reason, she always felt that everyone in front of her was emitting an aura that could not be underestimated - these people were just passers-by game enthusiasts whose names would not even be mentioned, but why did they look like tough characters now!

Under An Ling's gaze, the old man's eyes widened even wider, and... suddenly covered with blood.

Immediately afterwards, he covered his chest tightly and slowly fell to the ground.

Not to mention sticking to it until ten o'clock in the evening, it won't work in just two minutes!

A few minutes later, an ambulance was parked on the side of the road, and two well-trained medical staff jumped out of the ambulance and carried the old man onto a stretcher.

The old man still stared at the sky with his blood-stained eyes. He opened his mouth, looking like a fish that was so lacking in water.

Before being carried away, he held Anling's wrist tightly.

"It must...it must help me bring PS2 to my grandson, little girl, please!"

Everyone said that I wanted to buy PS2 for me to buy online!

After the old man was carried away, the team fell into a brief silence. An Ling had a gloomy face. She took a step back silently, allowing Gu Yun to stand in a forward position.

She just wants to queue quietly, why did she encounter such a thing early in the morning?

Not long after Gu Yun stood still, a young man with a yellow hair on his head in front of him snorted coldly and said to himself, "For grandson? Don't look down on us. I came here after escaping the trial. My obsession is far above you!"

Criminals appeared!

An Ling's eyes became even darker, and she felt that something was definitely not right today.

However, before she could tell Gu Yun what she said, she saw a police car from far to near parked on the side of the road. Two young policemen in uniforms scrutinized the yellow-haired young man, and then pressed the young man's shoulders left and right.

Huangmao stared at the two policemen with his blood-covered eyes in disbelief. When he was escorted into the police car, he used his last strength to grab Gu Yun's arm tightly.

"Please send the equipment to the prison!"

...

"Gu Yun."

Watching the police car drive far away, An Ling couldn't help but speak, "Don't you think something is wrong?"

"Don't think too much, maybe it's just that we're lucky today."

Gu Yun took two steps forward without changing his face, filling the gap formed by the departure of the old man and the yellow-haired young man. In this way, there were two fewer competitors ahead of them.

“Good job.”

He lowered his head, helped the white rabbit nest in the inner pocket of his windbreaker, and said calmly, "I'll go back tonight to add extra meals to you."
Chapter completed!