Game of the World Tree Chapter 536: Sandstorm

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The howling wind was like a wolf howling, blowing the earth.

The flag on the earthen wall was blown this way and that by the strong wind, and some even broke directly from the flagpole.

The sky was dark, and yellow sand and gravel danced wildly in the air, making the tent rustle.

The sandstorm is coming...

For a dead desert full of yellow sand, sandstorms are a common weather.

After starting the Death Desert plot, players have encountered it.

However, this was the first time we encountered such a big sandstorm.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, with flying sand and rocks.

It was obviously daytime, but the whole world seemed to be at night.

The resident area of ​​the Heart of Nature Guild.

Li Mu stayed in his tent, listening to the howling wind beating against the tent.

He checked the time on the game system, walked to the tent door, and carefully opened a corner of the tent...

Following his movements, the strong wind immediately poured in, carrying the dense yellow sand and hitting his face like raindrops.

For a moment, Li Mu felt a stinging pain on his face, and a sense of suffocation came over him.

He coughed a few times, quickly closed the tent door, and lowered his pain.

In a moment, a layer of yellow sand had accumulated on the ground.

After spitting out the dust that he had poured into his mouth while coughing, Li Mu couldn't help but curse:

"This **** weather...is really taking up time."

Whatever "Elf Kingdom" is good.

It’s just that sometimes pursuing realism too much can cause all kinds of inconveniences.

Take this kind of sandstorm weather, for example, it will last for half a day to a day.

During this period, players cannot go out at all, otherwise they will experience what is called sandstorm suffocation.

If you are not careful, you may even GG directly and be sent back to the World Tree...

No way.

Even if the players are getting stronger and stronger, they still have to breathe normally.

It is impossible to breathe in this extreme weather. Even Silver players will suffocate to death if they stay outside for a long time.

And this has precedent...

Sighing, Li Mu shook his head helplessly.

Two days have passed since the orcs attacked.

After the attack ended in a disastrous defeat, the orcs seemed to be scared, hiding inside and outside Sandstorm City and never came out again.

The players had no choice but to continue picking up the previous strategy and start attacking the tribes near the orcs.

Today, Li Mu's original plan was to take the guild members and continue to go out to look for orc tribes that could be plundered.

But now it seems like it’s all over...

The sandstorm is coming.

Players can only stay in the tent, or take the dug tunnel to teleport back to the Elf Forest, or simply log off and wait for the sandstorm to pass before logging in to the game...

That's okay.

With accelerated thinking, players can find a thousand ways to have fun even if they are staying in a tent.

Watching dramas, playing cards, doing homework, chatting and reading novels, you can do anything.

One to four thinking speeds up, and you can enjoy many things, which is equivalent to spending three times as much time in vain.

But Li Mu is thinking about something else...

"The loot that can be obtained is getting less and less, and everyone's cohesion has begun to dissipate. We can't delay it any longer."

He shook his head.

The war has been going on in the game for several months.

It took more than half a month for the army to go on the expedition.

During this period, with high mission rewards and rich loot to attract, players have maintained amazing cohesion and become more courageous as they fight.

It’s just that the war is getting longer and longer, and many things have limits...

For example, the enthusiasm of players.

Players' enthusiasm is based on interests.

As there are fewer and fewer orc tribes that can fight, it is obvious that everyone's enthusiasm has faded.

In addition, although the previous battle was a beautiful victory, some players who did not play much did not have enough fun...

As a result, in the past two days, players have been leaving the team one after another in the player camp.

This is something Li Mu did not expect.

A victory, although the orc army was repelled, also consumed the players' cohesion...

Of course, there are solutions.

Just continue to find a tribe of orcs you can fight.

As long as there are greater benefits, players will choose to stay, just like a dozen days ago.

It's just that the players were robbing too hard a few days ago, and the nearby tribes were almost completely destroyed.

And those who were lucky enough not to be visited by the players, most of them started to retreat with their families.

Especially after the failure of the orc attack...

So... the players' results are getting less and less.

The loot cannot meet the needs of players. It is normal for some people to choose to return to the Elf Forest or the underground world to farm monsters.

Wouldn’t it be nice to take this opportunity to return to the Elf Forest for some fun?

Why do you have to stay here and wait?

Just come over here when the decisive battle begins!

This is what many people think.

It’s just that it’s easy to break up when we break up, but it’s hard to get back together again.

This place is too far from the Forest of Elves, and there is interference from the beliefs of the orcs. Even if the players relied on cave spiders to dig a tunnel long enough for five kilometers and successfully established a teleportation circle in the north, the teleportation His ability is quite touching...

If the army really disperses, there will really be no way to assemble it in a short time.

And now this terrible sandstorm is making things even worse.

Thinking of this, Li Mu sighed again.

At this moment, there was a sudden knocking sound coming from outside his tent...

Li Mu was startled and subconsciously shouted:

"Who?"

There was a cough outside the tent:

"Cough cough cough... Brother Mu, it's me! Transformation Ji Gang!"

Transformer Ji Gang?

Li Mu was stunned for a moment, then opened the tent door, and then, a player wrapped in a cloak and a mask, with a layer of dust on his body, slipped in.

He is Transformation Ji Gang, the president of the Autobot Guild.

The strong wind carried yellow sand into the tent, and Li Mu quickly closed the tent door.

The transformed Ji Gang, who entered the tent, took off his cloak and mask. While shaking off the yellow sand from his body, he complained:

"This sandstorm is really scary... The yellow sand outside is already more than half a meter deep. If it blows for a whole day, our camp will be buried..."

"Yeah, it's terrible."

Li Mu nodded in agreement.

However, there is no worry.

Being buried in the sand is not a problem in a game world where magic exists.

"Here, drink some tea to warm yourself up."

Li Mu took out the scented tea from the Elf Forest from his home and poured a cup for Transformer Gang.

Transformer Gang's eyes lit up and he quickly took it and praised at the same time:

"Haha, I knew you had good stuff here, Brother Mu!"

Li Mu laughed and then said:

"Don't be poor, aren't you and Xiao Xianmiao playing werewolf? Why did you think of coming to my place?"

"Hey, we were just playing around and suddenly started chatting about the next battle plan, and then I came up with some ideas. I originally planned to talk about it directly in the chat group, but I think it's better to discuss it with Brother Mu in person. . Hehe... I’ll give you a surprise by the way, Brother Mu!"

The next battle plan?

Discuss in person?

Li Mu was stunned.

Before he could say anything, a series of knocking sounds came from outside his tent again.

"Coming, coming!"

The Transformer just drank the scented tea in one gulp, then wrapped herself in a homemade "mask" and opened the tent door.

Then, a series of guys wrapped in coats came in.

In the blink of an eye, the small tent was packed with more than a dozen players...

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And their IDs are also the ones Li Mu is most familiar with.

Xiao Xian Miao, Cuckoo Bird, Yuan Yuan, Demacia, fried tomatoes...

They were all dusty, their faces were gray, and their whole bodies were covered with dust.

Um, no.

There are exceptions.

For example, Xiao Xianmiao.

Unlike the others who were covered in yellow sand, her body was spotless and seemed not to be affected by the sandstorm at all.

However, if you look closely at her equipment, you will find that this extremely gorgeous magic robe on her body is shining with brilliance.

That is a special effect that occurs only when the magic on the robe is activated.

To have money means to be willful, and to have money means you can do whatever you want.

I saw Xiao Xianmiao holding Cuckoo Bird’s arm, the first one to squeeze over, and at the same time said hello with a smile:

"Hey, Brother Mu! We are here to disturb you!"

Yuanjuan, who followed the two people in, glanced back and forth in the tent with his eyes wide open, swallowing his saliva:

"I heard that there is flower tea sent by Miss Alice here? Where is it? I am thirsty!"

"Bah, bah, bah... this **** weather has eaten my mouthful of dirt."

Demacia, who followed closely behind, wiped her mouth, coughing and spitting out sand.

"You asked for it. Who told you not to wear a mask? You are lucky if you don't suffocate."

Fried tomatoes rolled his eyes and complained rudely.

Afterwards, senior executives from several other key guilds also arrived.

"Give way, give way, hey... you stepped on my foot!"

"This place is so small..."

The players were chattering, and the originally quiet tent suddenly became lively.

Li Mu:......

He looked at the senior officials of the major guilds who suddenly appeared, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Why are you all here?"

he asked.

"Hey! Didn't we talk about the next battle plan while playing games? Everyone has new ideas..."

"It's all my fault, Brother Mu, that you didn't play together, otherwise we would have discussed it online."

"Forget it, we can still talk about combat plans while playing Werewolf. You guys are really poisonous."

"By the way, why doesn't Brother Mu come?"

"Hey, he didn't come here definitely because of his talent. He is obviously an anchor."

"No way? There can't be any anchors who don't know how to play Werewolf, right? What age is this? No way?"

Li Mu:......

More than a dozen players talked to each other, and soon the topic went astray.

In the end, Li Mu clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Tell the important point."

He said.

The players looked at each other, and finally Yuanjuan stood up and said with a smile:

"Brother Mu, do you have any ideas to make big news after the sandstorm is over?"

"Big news?"

Li Mu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, after the sandstorm, we took the initiative to attack the orcs!"

Jujuan waved his fist and said.