Game of the World Tree Chapter 859: The lunch box dropped

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Undercurrents are surging in the human kingdom.

On the other hand, with the complete opening of the Segas world, the names of players are becoming more and more famous on the mainland.

Especially after Eve started the mission of "Spark", many players showed a strong interest in it and rushed to the human world to become evangelists.

Players with the priest profession are still good at preaching.

Whether it is excellent healing magic or high-level magic that can control celestial phenomena within a certain range, it is extremely attractive to ordinary people.

The former is related to one's own health, while the latter is related to the environment and crop harvests, especially in the countryside and suburban areas, and is very popular.

Coupled with the "Sacred Code of Life" carefully compiled by the players and the egalitarianism proposed that is very attractive to the people at the bottom, it is naturally easy to gain support.

Little bits of light of faith began to light up everywhere in the Sagas continent, and the trend was getting stronger.

After the Eternal Church began to arrest life evangelists and execute them at the stake, the players’ enthusiasm not only did not subside, but in fact grew even higher.

For a time, preachers of life who sang and wept one after another emerged from all parts of the Holy Mania Empire and the Kingdom of Iris.

They are not afraid of power, they are not afraid of oppression, they are not afraid of death, they laugh boldly, hold their heads high, and face the end of life.

Even if they are nailed to the stake, even if they are swallowed up by the flames, they will still shout out with their voices full of fighting spirit - Long live the goddess!

A group of drama queens.

Eve has long been accustomed to the behavior of players.

However, after hearing the shouts of the players, he can't help but complain in his heart, long live or something... Should he curse him to death or praise him?

But no matter what, "Martyr" has finally opened the door to a new century for many players, especially priest players.

Only death can move people the most.

And martyrs will naturally be respected by believers, admired by believers, and yearned for by believers...

Naturally, this will also increase the reputation of the martyrs.

It can increase your reputation and legend. Once your story is spread by troubadours, your name can quickly spread across the continent, and the price is only one death...

This kind of hugely profitable deal will naturally not be let go by the players.

And if there is any real risk... probably, it is whether their resurrection ability will be exposed.

However, players who have overturned their cars many times have already had rich experience. They can avoid embarrassment by just shooting and changing places.

Of course, secrets will eventually be exposed.

But the pursuits of the priest players are different. As long as they complete the missionary mission before being exposed, and as long as they accumulate enough merits, what if they are exposed in the future?

The priest level has been obtained.

At most, it means losing some favorability.

But apart from the real big guys, who hasn’t experienced losing favorability?

As long as it’s not like Demacia’s situation where you die directly after meeting someone, and you lose your favor, it’s still possible to get it back after all.

The light of faith continues to spread on the continent of Segas, while on the other side, the last trace of darkness in the underground world and the remnants of the God of Shadows have also disappeared in the joint strangulation of the Death Church and players...

Underground world, Mosuo City.

At this moment, this largest city in the Dark City-State Alliance and the largest city in the underground world has finally changed to the flag of the Silent City-State Alliance.

The former Temple of Darkness was replaced by the Temple of Death, and the new Temple of Life also appeared in the city.

Of course, the missionary activities of the players are also indispensable.

The Church of Death does not restrict the spread of the Church of Life, and the Dark Church has no faith. Therefore, the massive underground intelligent creatures naturally attract many priest players seeking promotion.

Almost every day, you can see them preaching passionately on the streets of the city.

However, today is different.

The once lively streets were occupied by solemn guards, who lined up on both sides to protect both sides of the road.

The residents gathered behind the guards, looking curiously towards the city gate, whispering to each other from time to time, and seemed to be communicating something...

Suddenly, the tall dark city wall of Mosuo City slowly opened, and the thick chains slowly hung down, flattening the city gate and completely opening it.

The sound of iron hooves of warcraft was heard, and rows of armored soldiers rode into the city on reptilian mounts unique to the underground world.

Behind them, various flags were flying, including the Warhammer chess piece belonging to the Alliance of Silent City-States, the skull and crossbones flag belonging to the Church of Death, the scepter flag belonging to the Church of Life, and more colorful player guild flags with different patterns. ……

These are the coalition forces returning in triumph after wiping out the last forces of the Dark Church.

At the front of the team are the Silent Dwarf warriors leading the team. They are the core force of the Silent City-State Alliance army. Everyone holds their head high, chest puffed out, confident and high-spirited.

That is the joy and pride that belongs to the winner.

Seeing them, many dark dwarves in Mosuo City cast complicated glances.

No one would have thought that this branch of the tribe that they had expelled would return in this way.

However, the eyes of the dark dwarves did not stay on these compatriots for too long, because they were quickly attracted by those tall figures.

Those are the elves, the players who participated in this war.

The elves are already tall, even compared to humans, they are tall enough, and when they walk together with the dwarves, this contrast is even more obvious.

Coupled with their handsome faces that are different from the rough appearance of the dwarves, and their gorgeous equipment that exudes a faint brilliance in the dim underground world, they look like a legion of divine envoys sent by the gods... …

Beautiful, noble, powerful...

It seems that all beautiful words can be used on them.

Of course, it would be better if their eyes were more serious and they would be more imposing.

Unlike the dwarves, after entering the city, many elves were waving and smiling at both sides of the street, and were greeted by waves of screams from dwarf girls.

Standing in the limelight is always a favorite topic among players.

Especially the gourd at the front of the player team, while whistling and ogling the dwarf girls on both sides, there will be an excited high-pitched sound every time...

"Gourd, no wonder you haven't been interested in elf ladies. Do you have such strong tastes?"

Looking at his frivolous look and glancing at the girls among the dwarves whose waists were thicker than buckets, Chopin couldn't help but swallow.

However, he soon received a gourd’s eye roll:

"I said Brother Bang, can you have a pair of eyes that discover beauty? Do you only see buckets in your eyes, but not those petite and cute girls?"

"Is there one? Why didn't I see it? The female dwarves here... to be honest, they seem to be much thicker than those in Dark City."

"Of course! Look there! There! And there!"

"Well...your eyes are really sharp."

"That's not true."

"As expected of a lo*ic*n."

"Get out!"

Two players bickering while walking around the street is a daily routine in the team. Joy and joy are their daily portrayal.

"But then again, why are the female dwarves here so subtle?"

After bickering for a while, Chopin touched his chin, thoughtfully.

"It is said to be related to climate."

I said invincibly on the other side.

"Climate?"

A few people cast curious glances.

I am invincible explained:

"I also heard from the dark dwarves that there is a small ice magic crystal mine under the city of Mosuo, which affects the climate of this area. It is much colder than other places..."

As he spoke, he glanced at several of his companions:

"Don't you feel cold after coming here?"

"Is it cold...is it cold?"

A few people looked at each other.

"So...it seems to feel a little cooler."

"Indeed, but it can't be said to be cold."

But soon, they once again received complaints about me being invincible:

"Nonsense, we are all golden. Of course we are more tolerant to cold. It is normal not to feel cold. Look at the residents on both sides of the road. None of them wear thicker clothes than us."

"Then what does this have to do with the dwarf's stature?"

A few people asked again.

I am invincible and continue to explain:

"The weather is cold. In order to keep warm, we eat high-calorie foods, so it is easier to accumulate fat. This is fine when we are young. But as we get older, our metabolic capacity will definitely decrease, and we will naturally gain weight."

After listening to his explanation, the optimist suddenly realized:

"Like the furry girls? They all have a short shelf life?"

"It kind of means that."

A few players were chatting leisurely while following the procession.

However, Ben Ben, who was walking diagonally behind a few people, did not interrupt and remained quiet.

This has become the norm for the entire team.

But if you look carefully, you will find that although Ben Lian has been silent, his eyes are full of tenderness when he looks at his bickering teammates.

There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but that smile seemed to bring a faint sadness.

The other teammates chatted all over the place while moving forward.

And if you observe them carefully, you will find that every time they start a topic, deliberately undermine each other, or tell jokes and make fun of each other, they can't help but glance at the lunch boxes out of the corner of their eyes.

If the lunch box responds, the corners of the mouths of several people will inadvertently grin. If the lunch box does not respond, they will quickly change the topic.

It felt... like a few people were trying to make Ben Lunch happy.

But, in most cases, Ben Lunch’s expression never changes.

Although he seemed to be smiling, inexplicably, several people felt that he seemed to be worried and sad.

"Captain, have you encountered any trouble in real life recently? It seems like you have something on your mind these days."

Hulu couldn't help but ask.

Ben Lian was slightly startled.

He smiled slightly, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, and then shook his head gently.

This time, several players were really shocked.

"Holy shit!"

"Holy shit!!"

"Captain, you actually laughed. Are you still the captain I know?!"

"Oh my god! The captain laughed! "Elf Kingdom" is about to close the server!"

Lunch box:......

Looking at several surprised teammates, he looked a little speechless.

"I'm fine."

He finally spoke.

"Liar! Captain, our friendship has been dead many times. You are always offline these days, and you don't even participate in your favorite decisive battle. Something must have happened in real life!"

The optimist shook his head.

As soon as this was said, other players immediately agreed.

As the strongest player in "Elf Kingdom", Ben Lian's online time has always been a legend that cannot be broken.

However, in the past few months, his online time has become shorter and shorter.

A few players clearly remember that starting from about three months ago, the lunch box suddenly disconnected during a battle.

Since then, he seems to be disconnected from the game every once in a while.

Not normal!

This is definitely not normal!

"That's right! Boss Bento, if you have any difficulties, you must tell us. Even though I am not very good in the game, I still have some energy in reality."

Chopin also said.

His expression was full of worry.

Several other companions also agreed:

"Yes, Captain, you haven't been to every offline gathering before. Maybe you don't know very well. This guy knows a lot of big guys and thieves in real life..."

Several players talked to each other, talking to Ben Leng, but after listening to their conversation, Ben Leng still did not answer.

"Captain! Are we still brothers after all? Aren't brothers supposed to share joys and sorrows and be united as one; share blessings and bear hardships together; support from all sides when one party is in trouble?"

Hulu finally couldn't bear it anymore and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes! Tell us if you have anything to say! Don't keep it buried in your heart."

I am invincible and said.

Looking at everyone’s genuine and worried expressions, Ben Ben’s smile disappeared slightly.

A hint of complexity flashed through his eyes, and then he squeezed out a smile that was mixed with sadness, helplessness and apologies:

"Sorry, I... may have to quit the game after a while."

"Quit?!"

Several players shouted in unison, their voices full of disbelief, and even attracted the attention of the dwarves for a moment.

"No... Captain, how could you think of quitting the game?!"

"Yeah, why do you want to quit traveling?"

"Are we really in trouble in reality?"

"Economy? Health? Or something else?"

The teammates were all talking and excited.

Looking at the way they were exploding, Box Lunch’s expression flashed with helplessness.

His eyes swept across the long queue, the citizens watching on both sides, and the row upon row of black buildings in Mosuo City, and sighed softly:

"Sorry..."

"I might..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

In the astonished gaze of several players, Ben Leng’s gaze suddenly lost its luster, and he suddenly fell off his mount...

He's offline again.

And this time, I didn’t log in again for a long time...