"Hey, this guy." The shoulder was put on someone, and the big player subconsciously swept over with a punch.

The fist wind whistled, and the onlookers suddenly felt their hearts in their throats. They could already foresee that the warriors were about to turn into a holy white light and leave.

However, the Warrior just leaned back slightly and avoided the heavy punch.

"Don't be excited, I just want to ask you a few questions." Lin Chen took two steps back and left a psychological safety zone for the other party.

Although the big player has a good muscle, his mind is not too simple. Although he didn't take a little serious about this sweep, he would probably not be too slow to avoid this punch. He quickly distinguished that people and onlookers were not in the same way, but he didn't say anything good at that moment: "Let's say something quickly and don't be too slow."

Lin Chen didn't mind his tone question and smiled and said, "Is man a boxer?"

Although it was a question, he was basically sure.

The big player was stunned. He was the nameless type in the circle, and the audience in the boxing circle was relatively small. Generally, it was difficult for a veteran and old man who was not in this circle to recognize him. Could this be an old fan of his circle?

Thinking of this big player's expression on Lin Chen, he couldn't help but ease a little, and said, "How do you know?"

Lin Chen gestured twice with his fist: "The movements are very professional."

Professional! This is undoubtedly a very useful word in any industry, especially for those who are silent and always struggling on the edge of a certain circle, Lin Chen's unscrupulous and unwritten recognition is more deeply rooted in people's hearts than those hypocritical Chinese words and beautiful sentences.

"Brother, I have a discerning eye." The big player coughed slightly to hide the bright smile in his heart, and took the initiative to step forward and pat Lin Chen on the shoulder to show his friendship: "If you have anything to ask, just say it." As he said that, he first reported his ID and took the initiative to add Lin Chen as his friend.

Seeing that their warriors were not giving out signals, the players who were hooking up with the big guy even added friends, they couldn't help but look down on Lin Chen. They just thought he was a shameless guy who changed his mind and flattered him, and they all looked at Lin Chen with contempt.

Seeing Lin Chen keep talking to the big guy without hesitation, booing sounds are coming. What's more, when he relied on his distance, he scolded Lin Chen for being cowardly and wanted to say a few more words to promote the rhythm of everyone, he was suddenly hit.

"Damn, I don't have any eyes." Everyone looked back and looked around with a confused face, and the slandering words were still constantly.

Suddenly I heard a teenager in the crowd shouting: "Catch the thief, catch the thief, my ring has been stolen!"

Hearing that a thief secretly stored the ring, he subconsciously raised his hand and looked at it: "Damn! Where is my ring?"

"Damn, who stole my ring??"

In an instant, this sentence was heard by many players in a dozen different voices.

The crowd was in a mess, some tried to catch the thief, some cursed helplessly, some became suspicious of the people around them, and they forced a search for someone who looked weaker than them.

The big player, as early as when Lin Chen was booed by everyone, thought that the two of them had left the troubled place together because they were both sick.

At this time, in a corner where people were rarely visited, Xiao Feng came over with a sneaky move with a small package covered in a cloth.

Lin Chen looked at Xiao Feng squatting on the ground and counting his spoils with a proud look on his face. There was a trash can next to him. Xiao Feng carried some of what he wanted, and the rest, along with the dozen storage rings, threw them into the trash can. I believe that if the owners saw this situation, they would definitely beat Xiao Feng into a meat paste.

"How about inquire, do you have a chance of winning?" After the inventory, Xiao Feng took a short knife about 70 cm long and looked like a Japanese knife and handed it to Lin Chen: "You can bring weapons."

Lin Chen waved his hand and signaled no, and briefly stated the news he had inquired from Du Kui with the key points: "Fast speed, high strength, and thick blood, but Du Kui said that when he went up to PK, the NPC was in a state of residual blood."

"Remaining blood? I haven't heard of such character settings in the square NPC." Generally, the character settings are linked to the plot. NPC's residual blood is usually set in the plot. For example, if you are chased by enemies, you are unable to take revenge, so you set up a ring to recruit heroes and warriors who can avenge him. Generally, the plots of the game are basically this routine.

But PK Square is not. Just like its name, it is just a place for players to challenge and win loot. To put it bluntly, it is a trading market that replaces gold with martial arts. The NPC here has no plot settings. Whether it is injured or dead, it will be refreshed again after the pk is over.

"It is the damage accumulated by previous players' pks, and this npc has not been refreshed." Lin Chen said.

"Accumulation? Wouldn't this be unfair to the players who challenged first?" Although Xiao Feng said so, he was actually already happy: "How much blood is left that guy now?"

"Nine out of ten." Lin Chen said.

Xiao Feng: "…"

"What's the difference between this and full blood?"

Lin Chen spread his hands: "It seems there is no difference."

"Oh my God, it seems that that broken gun is really not easy to succeed. Let's forget it. There are rewards for finding other pks. There is no need to make people laugh at for that thing."

"After inquiring, there was a gun in the square. So far, there weren't many shots in the entire game world. It's a pity to give up if you don't try it. Besides, there is no danger of death. Du Kui said that the npc hits the point and will not make the player's emotional value rise too high." Lin Chen touched his chin and said, and finally asked: "What is emotional value?" Because Du Kui is very good at slandering, everything can be further and further, and finally it involves his profession. So Lin Chen did not ask in detail at the time. He only asked a few key information and sent him away.

"Things like blood bars will fluctuate according to the changes in the player's mood. If the player's emotional value fluctuates too high, they will die, that is, they will be passively removed from the line. There is a lot of information on this forum, but have you not read it?" Xiao Feng asked, this is common sense.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen shook his head. Although he had watched it online before, he had never experienced games at that time, and it was difficult to understand and digest what was online. So he just simply understood the basic information of this game and planned to play the game first before going to see the information.

"Okay, then I'll briefly introduce it to you first. Currently, most players have emotional values ​​of 10,000 and the critical point is 8,800. That is to say, when the player's emotional fluctuates to 8,800, the player will die." Xiao Feng gestured twice and then said:

"In ordinary state, the fluctuations in the emotional value of players are almost tens to hundreds, and if the player is stimulated in a certain aspect, the fluctuations in the emotional value will increase, such as happy, sad, painful, etc. So if you see someone who is happy to death one day, don't be surprised. This is very likely to happen in this game. However, there are still not many ways of dying like this, which is very common to be scared to death. In addition, the emotional value will fluctuate according to personal circumstances after the body is damaged.

For example, the guy who was kicked by you and me each had not died at first, but his emotional value should have risen high enough. It is easy to rise and fall, so his emotional value has been maintained at a high level during that period. Later, I made up for another kick. The guy suffered double mental damage, and his emotional value suddenly exceeded the standard, so he died."

After Xiao Feng said that, seeing Lin Chen's eyes were stunned, obviously looking for the emotional value, he couldn't help but remember that he was a newborn player who came in the game a few hours ago, so he reminded him: "Don't look for it anymore, this thing will appear after death."

"That's it." Lin Chen did not find the so-called emotional value.

"Brother Lin, do you want me to help you?" Xiao Feng suddenly waved the sharp short knife in his hand, smiling with a malicious look on his face.
Chapter completed!