Blue and White Society Chapter 81: Cube World Evolution

Player Chunyang guarded for an hour, but the body of the army lady was still lying at the foot of Mount Hua.

No matter how the player revived her, the other party remained indifferent and did not reply.

"Can't the dead speak..."

Player Chunyang really panicked: "Aren't you? Are you so principled? One life is one life?"

"Get up!"

"Hey, are you not playing anymore?" The player kept sending texts, but the deceased never replied.

The more Chunyang players waited, the more panicked they became. The news page after page was read, but Jun Niang just didn't come back to life, she was very stubborn.

This made him a little sad, and he realized that the other party was playing for real, that he really regarded the game as his life, and that he really set the rules for himself and strictly enforced them.

If you die, you will not be resurrected. If you die, you will really die.

And he killed the opponent's only life in the game.

"I'm sorry, isn't this life a good one?"

"You don't have to be so serious, can you click on the resurrection?"

Chunyang was a little anxious, suddenly thought of something, and said: "No, it's not resurrection! This is not death, this is a serious injury! You can heal your wounds in situ!"

It suddenly occurred to him that since the other party was so serious, he must let the other party have a step down.

As it happens, the players in this game don't actually have a real statement of death, and all deaths are serious injuries.

"You made a mistake! You're still alive, heal your wounds!" As he spoke, Chunyang was stunned for a moment, and then thought that in the other party's character design, there was someone who was completely useless in martial arts.

According to what I learned from brief contact, even if the fall to death is only a serious injury, not death, the other party's temperament will not use that exercise to heal the injury, because the other party respects his personality very much.

It was me who made the mistake. It was because he was too disrespectful, because he didn't understand the other party well enough, because he killed the life that he cherished as a real life.

For a moment, he felt extremely guilty.

"Don't be like this...Okay! Okay, I understand! I'm going to call someone to save you, you hold on!" Chunyang player said, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call his relatives and friends.

He is looking for a Yaoxiu player. In this game, only Wanhua, Wudu, Qixiu and other sects have the ability to resurrect.

"It's late, I'm already asleep, what are you doing?" A man said on the other end of the phone.

"Get online soon! Human life is at stake!" Chunyang player shouted.

"What? You were murdered by someone?" The friend asked in confusion.

"I killed a military lady, come and save her!" The Chunyang player briefly talked about what happened to him in the snow mountain.

When my friend heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, you're a playwright, isn't this..."

"This is called playing games, come on!"

My friend said: "Why are you in a hurry? She doesn't want to be resurrected, so why should you? I know this kind of player, but it's just a trumpet. Wait for her to change her account and start a new life."

But the Chunyang player doesn't care, he insists on his friends to go online to save people.

"Hurry up, she is seriously injured and may die at any time!" Chunyang said.

When my friend heard this, he chuckled and said, "Damn it, you're already in the second grade? Even if she lay dead for a year, she would still be able to get up."

He went up very slowly. When he reached the boundary of Chunyang Palace, he suddenly found that Chunyang Palace was gone!

Tai Chi Square and Zawang Peak are all gone!

"Eh? Your map has been changed?" His friend said.

"No..."

"Why hasn't it been changed? Where is your Chunyang Palace? Why is this mountain bald? Could it be moved to Lunjiantai? I'll go and have a look." The friend asked curiously.

"Don't run around, come here!"

Player Chunyang doesn't care about his sect at all at the moment, under his strong insistence, his friends had no choice but to rush to him.

But after running for a while, he said: "You are too remote, I am out of breath, you come to pick me up."

Chunyang players had no choice but to run over to pick up each other, and the two flew together to the corpse.

However, when I came over to look, the body was gone.

"Where? How can there be a military lady?" Yaoxiu's friend asked.

"It's too late...she's dead." Player Chunyang said in a low voice.

"Isn't that just offline?" Yaoxiu's friend said disapprovingly.

Player Chunyang said sadly: "No, she is very serious. Since she is seriously injured and her martial arts is exhausted and she cannot save herself, she can only be rescued by others. But it is still too late. Her offline means that she feels that she is seriously injured It's been too long, and she died... People only have one life, if they die, they die, and she won't be online anymore..."

"Huh? Is there still such a way to play? Do you need to be so serious?" said the friend.

"Of course it's so serious, do you think I'm joking with you? She is such a serious person, I understand her, but I understand her too late..." Chunyang player said in a low tone.

Feeling that the other party's voice is wrong, the friend said unexpectedly: "Uh...do you like her?"

Chunyang said in a low voice: "Her dancing posture is beautiful, and her eyes are even more beautiful."

The friend said speechlessly: "Oh, aren't they all the same? Isn't it just that dancing looks good? I also look good dancing. I'll pass it on to you!"

Speaking, his Yaoxiu began to circle, and even released a section of Queen Mother waving her sleeves.

However, this seemingly gorgeous dance did not interest him at all, and instead made him cherish the previous dance that could not be copied.

Chunyang stood on the snow peak, silently inquired about Junniang's ID just now, and found that there was no such person, which means she deleted her account.

"Hahaha..." He laughed sadly, that dance and that person are so unique that no one can replace them.

In retrospect, everything is like a dream.

"It's different...you're different." He said softly.

"Why is it different? By the way, you said she was a military lady before? No, how did Tiance dance? Are you dreaming?" The friend asked strangely, wondering if he had been hit by reality. I'm hallucinating.

Chunyang was also surprised by this. At this time, there was an announcement of the suspension of the game in the game.

Because of a major bug, a large number of building data of the whole sect disappeared. In order to ensure that the player data is not lost, the server was urgently stopped to fix the bug.

"Emergency shutdown, is it a big bug?" The friend murmured.

Chunyang was also in a daze, he didn't care about the school buildings, he just thought that if the dance just now appeared because of a bug, wouldn't it be impossible to see it again?

"I just said why I didn't see Chunyang Palace when I came here, dizzy, sects can lose their data! No, Xiufang is gone too?" The friend said in surprise.

But Chunyang didn't care anymore, he quit the gang silently.

"Damn it, why did you withdraw from the help? What are you doing?" The friend was surprised.

"I won't play anymore. All the fun in this game is not as good as the previous dance. I regret that I didn't understand her earlier." Chunyang player said, directly cut off his meridians, and then went offline.

The friend hurriedly said: "Don't, you're A? You look for her! Check her ID, ask on the forum, ask in various groups, you can always find her."

Chunyang said: "I will look for it, but here, this Datang, that military lady who can dance the fan dance will not appear again."

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During the ten-hour drive, Mo Poor was basically operating the computer,

By the time of Dengzhou, the low-dimensional people from other worlds had completed their immigration from more than a dozen countries. Except for people from very distant countries, people from the central countries basically all entered the MC world.

The current population of the MC world is about 10 million, and it is undergoing major construction.

Those who have never learned magic, relying on the advantages of living people, obtained a large amount of resources and buildings from various game worlds, especially NPCs that can generate items infinitely.

In the MC at this moment, countless pavilions, pavilions, fireworks and water pavilions, Linyuan villas, Taoist temples and ancient temples stand tall.

Except for remote areas, the places where low-dimensional people mainly live have been turned upside down, and the once vague world of cubes has gradually been transformed into a real world.

Those mosaic-like pictures can basically only be seen in the sky, but after the land is covered with stone slabs paved by low-dimensional people, the clarity directly soars to the movie level.

High-definition game materials are constantly mixed with MC world cubes to improve the image quality of the entire world.

These materials from the game can be multiplied by putting them on the desktop and then right-clicking to copy them. Therefore, the buildings in Jianwangsanli, Mo Qiong collected them mainly from the building materials of blue bricks and red tiles, carved dragons and painted buildings.

Copy buildings countless times, dismantle and rebuild them, and build countless styles of buildings.

When relocating a large number of high-definition game materials, several low-dimensional people who interacted deeply with the players died there.

Because even if they repeatedly say that they are afraid of death, players will not really think that they are afraid of death, which often leads to many tragedies in the end.

However, Mo Poor recovered the corpses of these few and resurrected them, allowing them to learn more about earth literature and art, such as poetry, poetry, sculpture and painting, literature and music, for future use.

"That's it, tsk tsk, my neck is sore."

Mo Poor sat in the car for a day and played computer games all day. His back was sore and his neck hurt. After bidding farewell to the driver, he returned to school with his computer bag on his back.

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