Chapter 418: Too powerful

"Boss, I have a mount, so what are we doing now?" After the celebration, a member asked in the channel.

Zhang Mu shrugged and said, "Let's start freely from now on. I still have something to do. I will take you around tomorrow."

"Yeah." When everyone heard this, they spread around along the Mount Valley. The entire 8th-level map was an unknown world, with too many things waiting for their excavation.

Zhang Mu did not finish his work. Before entering the 8th level map, his hero was already level 30. It was time to do the '3-star team' mission.

After asking about the deity, Mythshu and others, Zhang Mu was depressed to find that their highest hero was only 28. Not only that, no one in the huge China City reached the level 30 strategy.

"What do you ask me about this? Could it be you?" Mythshen screamed: "Damn, are you human? How did you practice it? I have calculated that it will take one week to get from level 29 to level 30 if you don't eat or drink..."

I said in a urn: "Are you guys carrying us on your back to eat a small stove?"

"Eat a small stove..." Zhang Mu grabbed his hair and said with a smile: "It's a little bit, but I swear to God that it was a beautiful accident."

After pulling the original deity, myth wounds, etc. into the channel and telling them about their experience in the Plague Forest, Zhang Mu said: "If you also want to get some double experience pills, I can ask for help, but I can't go, so I really don't have time."

"I said why did you practice so fast? It turns out that you have double experience pills! Nonsense, of course you have to make some of this thing, otherwise how can you reach level? Tell me quickly." The mythical wound screamed as if it was burned by fire.

As far as Zhang Mu knows, he is not the only one who owns the "Golden Wing Feather". He immediately asked him to "always calm" and pulled him into the channel. Zhang Mu found that this retail player was actually a hoarse-talking "big man".

"Oh? Plague Forest? Double Experience Pill? Ah... I understand. Twelve Brother, you want me to take myth wounds and me to catch the 'destroyer' there... Only players carrying the Golden Winged Feathers can be led by the team, right?"

"That's right." Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes. He was not idle for a moment. He was creating "mobile potion" for the myths in the city. Zhang Mu is a man with thick outside and fine inside, very meticulous.

"But, I don't know how long it takes to brush the thiefs on the second floor of the Plague Forest every day." He always spread his hands calmly. He naturally wouldn't let go of such sweet businesses, but there are also many problems.

Zhang Mu shook his hand: "Don't worry, you will enter the plague forest later. Remember to find a German player named 'Levsky'. He will definitely help you. As for how to distribute the spoils on the thief... According to my idea, I will hand over the experience to Ahshang and Daben. You will get the drawings and resources you get with Levsky. In this way, the four people can get their needs and no one will suffer."

He always smiled calmly: "Brother Twelve, your friends are really spread all over the world. So, let's go now?"

"Don't be anxious. I'll make some mobile potions and antidotes. You can take them with you. Although this thing is not valuable, it has a priceless market and is in short supply. It's a type of savings."

Under Zhang Mu's activities, the deity, myths were hurt and remained calm. Lovsky was led together and made an appointment to meet at the gate of the Plague Forest.

"You must also seize the time to level up and fight wild monsters on the 8th level map. The more cannon fodder, the more you take advantage of it." Zhang Mu reminded with his body tilted.

"I received it, and it will be level 25 soon." Everyone laughed. After all, they are a hero who practices later, and it is understandable that they are slow.

That night, Zhang Mu received the "3-star team trial" task from the town. This task was quite unfamiliar to him. He had no memory of this task in his mind, but it should not be difficult to complete in theory, otherwise he would have been hyped up long ago.

"Trial Mission 1: Seize 100 beast pills from any monster in the dungeon, without time limit."

"Oh, it's another deadly ghost mission..." Zhang Mu muttered with his face, and the white bone mammoth ran forward and quickly crashed a team of 7th-level two-legged flying dragons into the combat space.

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At the same time, he was always calm, and Lovsky was waiting at the gate of the plague forest for the myth and the deity.

"hi,deguoopengyou,ni hao ma? (Hi, German friend, how are you?)" He has always been calm and rarely deals with people. Moreover, as a ashes player who has been active in various games and foreign servers for many years, he is used to greeting players in pinyin.

Lovsky touched his forehead helplessly and said, "The game comes with a native language translation, please speak human language."

"Ah!" He was still calm and shocked, and then smiled and said, "Technology is already so developed. Hehe, please forgive my presumptuousness. How did you know the Twelfth Brother?"

"Twelve Brother? Is the Twelve-winged Angel? Oh, he is a very mysterious Chinese, very powerful! And I admire a strong person very much." Levsky laughed softly.

I always calmed down and chatted with Lewsky for a short time, and saw two huge crimson hell lions appearing in the distance, and the three lions rushed towards them.

"What is that?" Levsky was shocked and was about to turn around and run away when he saw that he always calmly said hello: "Damn! Brother Shao, Brother Zun, what is this... what is this thing you use?"

"Is it a player?" Lewsky ran away carefully and stopped to watch.

The person who came was the original deity and the Mythical Sword. The mount they used was the three lions of hell, which were two-level orange top-quality mounts than the white bone mammoth. For players at this stage, having such a mount is considered the top.

Myth said with a sad heart: "Hello, hey, hey, don't run away from the German friends over there, we are not npcs!"

"My God, mount? There is actually mount in this game? It's still so cool?" After seeing the names hanging on their heads, Lewsky ran over carefully.

"So handsome, stand and don't move, let me take a few photos!"

Except for Zhang Mu's group, more than 30 people, no one has obtained mounts at this stage. It's not that they are not strong enough, but that they do not have first-hand information and do not know where to capture these ghosts.

"How long will it take to refresh the robbers on the second floor? Enter the venue." The real person seemed a little impatient. The reason why he returned to the 7th level map was to level up with double experience pills instead of showing off his mount to the newcomers. Vanity has long been a cloud of vain for him.

"It's almost done, let's go! Let's enter the field!" Always calm, Levsky was stunned. After grouping the team together, he quickly got into the plague forest. The sensation caused by the mounts along the way was naturally no problem. The three lions of hell looked very powerful and majestic. In the once popular Internet terms, it was - too powerful.

If Zhang Mu is hurt by myths and the sensation caused by the deity is unintentional, then some members of Chinatown who are extremely vanity return to the 7th level map with a show-off mentality.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Bible! You are too fierce!"

"Damn, this is the mount of the 8th level map? It's so timid!"

"Boss! Beg for your signature!"

Several members of Chinatown who had obtained a mount stood at the gate of the city, shaking left and right, fearing that others would not know that they had entered the 8th level map.

Players poured out of the city like a tide, surrounding them, and envy and praise were endless like surging rivers, even reaching the level of floods.

"Hahaha! Wherever we mounts are, compared to the boss, are far inferior to the boss! At least 4 to 5 levels! So, brothers, you must level up quickly! Hoard troops, enter the 8th level map early, and have mounts early! Look, I run fast! Hehe, but compared to our boss, it is still far inferior."

If Zhang Mu saw this scene with his own eyes, he would definitely be amused and crying. If you say you should show off, show off. Why do you have to involve me? Don’t you know, am I low-key in being a person and high-profile in doing things?

"That's amazing! I'm so jealous! Where can I take me to gangsters! Let me have fun too!"

"Okay, where are you going?" Several 'mount masters' patted their chests and shouted with a very flattened look.

"Go to the 6th level map, where I still have a treasure house mission that I haven't done..."

"Okay! No problem! Get in the car!"

These vain guys wish they could ride on the maps below 3rd level and below 8th level, but time would not allow it. But when they go to the map of 6th level to install 13, it doesn’t matter if they are cool. There is a saying that goes - time is like cleavage, and there will always be squeezed.

Because the mounts are shaking more than this, the "Experience Exchange Zone" of the official forum has exploded. In just 3 hours, the pictures of Zhang Mu riding on the white bone mammoth were viewed more than 18 million times, and the number of replies exceeded 4 million. The players who posted this picture made a lot of money by just pointing cards, and they would not have to worry about their whole life.

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"Twelve Wings, this kid has entered the 8th level map? Damn, his speed is so fast, why are you always walking in front of us?" The old gun of the Temple was dull and dazed at the forum posting, and there was no need to say the anger in his heart.

"Oh." Several younger brothers who had suffered losses under Zhang Mu's hands sighed. As a result, the reputation of Chinatown has reached another level and cannot be stopped.

"Hmph, let them go to the 8th level map to play. We just lack first-hand information, so let the twelve-winged angel lead us and be cannon fodder." The harsh sound of the frozen silkworms sounded, and the old gun in the temple laughed and said, "Let's set a long line to catch big fish, just wait for the twelve-winged angel to pave the way for us... She has successfully entered the core of the twelve-winged angel, and the few months of work have not been in vain."

"That Twelve Wings, a gentleman on the surface, but in fact, he is not a lustful guy in his heart?" Flying Silkworm smiled and said, "Since ancient times, heroes are sad to be in a beauty. Don't say that his Twelve Wings are not a hero. Even if he is, I will make him a bear."

"Haha, you are even more poisonous than me." The Temple Old Gun laughed wildly.
Chapter completed!