Chapter 2 Newcomer ()

"Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous, you ant are dead yet you still don't know what you are thinking about? You're just dreaming!"

"Yun Feiyang, it's you!" Luo Yuchen's eyes shrank, and he felt that his heart suddenly sinking.

"Haha, why? You're very curious, how did I know that your resurrection site is set here?" Seeing Luo Yuchen's reaction, Yun Feiyang's face felt more smug as if he was playing with a mouse: "Actually, it's very simple, it's just 300,000 gold coins. The little brother you trust the most has sold you completely!"

"Is it Xiaowu?" Luo Yuchen was slightly stunned, and extremely deep anger and sorrow slowly emerged: "Three hundred thousand gold coins, haha, three hundred thousand gold coins?"

"Papapapapapapapapa!" After watching coldly for a while, Yun Feiyang's face became even more joking, but suddenly he applauded and laughed softly: "Okay, okay. President Luo really has good acting skills. This silent and loud accusation is indeed very interesting! But..."

After a long tone, Yun Feiyang's smile suddenly stopped, showing a more contemptuous and sarcastic expression: "Is the skill of a genius so soon? A genius professional player, the first player? As expected, it is just like I expected before. It's just that there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to be called kings. It's really hard to be the one who is famous. Don't waste your feelings anymore. President Luo, the patrol NPC will not come every three minutes. All members of our union's second regiment have already dispatched to guard outside. Not to mention a small patrol team, at this time, even if the regular troops in the city are dispatched, it is impossible to rush here within ten minutes!"

"So, President Yun is planning to kill him all?" After hearing this, Luo Yuchen completely dispelled his luck and stared at Yun Feiyang coldly, as if he wanted to engrave his image and hatred firmly in his heart.

However, Yun Feiyang not only felt uncomfortable when he looked at such a hatred, but instead showed a very enjoyable expression: "Okay, it's this expression, anger, hatred, powerlessness, struggle, hahaha, I like to see others' desperate expressions like this! Hahaha, an ant is an ant..."

"Ants are ants..." Just as this extremely contemptuous mockery fell into his ears, Luo Yuchen was shocked suddenly, and then he felt that the space around him seemed to be trapped in a sticky mud, everything became slower. Then, he stood there blankly, watching Yun Feiyang wave his hand very slowly, and the five warriors slowly rushed up, and the remaining black-clothed mages also began to slowly recite the magic spell in a strange tone.

Words... "System prompt: You are dead..." When the cold system prompt sounded, Yun Feiyang's arrogant and contemptuous laughter seemed to have not completely dissipated. Then, Luo Yuchen's eyes suddenly turned black, but another picture suddenly flashed in his mind: in the narrow cave, Yun Feiyang, surrounded by four or five advanced players flashing golden lights, raised his hand gently, threw out a fireball as big as a bowl, and sneered: "Ants are ants..."

The darkness dissipated, and Luo Yuchen, who had lost one level, appeared again at the resurrection point, and the confusion on his face became even stronger. After a series of magic, the system prompt for the character's death sounded again: "The system prompts that you are dead!"

What emerged from the darkness that came again was an oriental retro-style courtyard. With bright lights, Yun Feiyang, wearing a snow-white warrior uniform, pierced out a spear with a grim smile: "Ants are ants..."

"System prompt: You are dead..." On the vast sea of ​​blue waves, the armor was broken, and Yun Feiyang, with a waxy face, leaned weakly against the two stunning maids. While vomiting blood, he sneered and waved his hand: "Ants are ants, do you really want to go against the will of heaven?"

"You are dead... you are dead..." In the mechanical prompt sound, Luo Yuchen suddenly felt a chill in his vest, and then a violent pain suddenly came from the bottom of his heart. However, at the moment when the unbearable severe pain was about to submerge his mind, the surrounding environment changed suddenly, and then he felt a lightness in his body, as if he suddenly woke up from a nightmare that lasted all night, a feeling of indescribable brisk arose.

Turning around, the familiar and unfamiliar scenery of the simple novices village is vividly visible, but Luo Yuchen seemed to be without any grief and anger because of his level. He reached his hands in front of him and looked at him blankly for a long time, and then he suddenly smiled wildly: "Hahahaha... So that's it, so that's it..."

Fortunately, there seemed to be no one else in this novice village, so Luo Yuchen's crazy laughter was so loud that he burst into tears and cried and did not arouse other people's attention. After a quarter of an hour, Luo Yuchen, who was exhausted, stopped in anger. Finally, he looked at the novice village not far away. His figure began to fade and slowly disappeared at the resurrection point... "Dingling..." Just as he took off the mental sensor on his temple, a rapid cell phone ringtone came into Luo Yuchen's ears. He pressed the button and a panic sound rang: "President, President, finally contact you, something big happened in the union..."

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Luo Yuchen immediately had a round and fat face, always with a hint of respect and flattery. Subconsciously, a strange expression of complexity, mixed with laughter, anger and self-deprecating look appeared on his face: "Oh, it's Xiaopang, what's wrong with the union? What's wrong with it?"

"That's right, President, I was leveling up with new members just now, and I heard the brothers who stayed behind in the union say that Mu Hongyan and Wu Ge and the vice presidents suddenly returned to the city together and joined forces to take a large amount of supplies from the union warehouse, saying that they had mobilized equipment and materials to deal with other union wars. But the amount of supplies they took was too large, and I felt something was wrong after hearing it, but when I rushed back, they had already left the warehouse and even left the guild, and they didn't reply no matter how they called, so... "

"How much supplies did they take?"

"Well, this... except for some low-level whiteboard equipment and inconvenient ore and medicinal materials, they took away all other things..."

Even though he had experienced the sudden "dream" before, when he came again, Luo Yuchen still had his face turned pale and felt heartbroken: You know, in this game called "Myth", Luo Yuchen devoted almost all his efforts and money. It took nearly half a year to build the guild bit by bit, and the guild warehouse was created by Luo Yuchen alone. It can even be said that in addition to this house in reality, the inventory in the guild warehouse is all his property, but now... "President, President, are you still listening?" Knowing that Xiaopang had even more bad news that had hit people hard, Luo Yuchen took a deep breath and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, and that's right, just now, after learning that the guild warehouse was emptied, a large number of players quit the guild, most of them were elites! Moreover, the current wave of withdrawal from the guild seems to be intensifying. No matter how many of us remaining union officials persuaded us, it would be useless. President, please think of a solution quickly..."

"Forget it, don't waste too much trouble. Let them leave if you want to leave!" After a long silence, Luo Yuchen whispered: "You can take out all the ore and medicinal materials in the warehouse and sell them. How much money will be sold, please share with the remaining brothers!"

"This? President, what are you doing?" The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be anxious and shouted loudly: "I don't want money. Will our guild be disbanded! Moreover, although many people have left, many old brothers have stayed! You can earn money if you lose gold coins, you can fight if you lose equipment, and you can practice if you have lost level. President, you must not give up. We are still waiting for you to come back and continue to take us to find the bird people in the Crystal Palace to avenge! President, you must not give up..."

This shout was full of emotion and infectiousness. If Luo Yuchen was still the passionate young man a while ago, he would have been moved to tears. But now, Luo Yuchen just sneered silently, and replied in a low voice as if he was weak: "I know all of these, thank you brothers for me. But I suddenly felt a little exhausted, I'm afraid..."

"Brother Chen, please take a break for a while and go out for a break. Wait until you have a rest before coming back!" As if he was afraid that Luo Yuchen would give up completely, "Little Pang" said in a very rare and firm tone: "As for the matter in the guild, we will help you with it, Brother Chen, please rest assured!"

"Then, okay, I won't delete the account for now, and I'll wait for a while before I'll agree." After hesitating for a while, Luo Yuchen reluctantly agreed: "Maybe, I'll change my career and build a small account at that time..."

"Small trumpet, that's fine, but Brother Chen, you must tell us when the time comes. We are all brothers who will help you practice small trumpet. If you pretend you don't know each other then, we will turn against each other!"

"Don't worry, as long as I go online, I will definitely contact you first. This is OK..."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Yuchen's face became even more ugly: "So it's you, Xiaopang! It seems that I really don't know anything about people. I actually handed my back to such a fat man who had ulterior motives from the beginning! Haha, in this way, the failures in the dream again and again are not unfair at all!"
Chapter completed!