Teammates look weak and can't take care of themselves!

Chapter 28 Game Hall (7)

What falls little by little is not powder or soul bones, but their hearts and minds...

"Stop!" Gui Yan exclaimed.

As a caster who cherishes materials very much, Yu Pingchuan's blood rushed to his brain the moment he saw this scene. He quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to pick up the soul bone that fell to the ground.

But the thing disappeared after it fell, he could only catch the powder that fell from Yao Buren's hand with trembling hands, his expression twisted.

Yao couldn't bear it, and gave them a weird look.

Immediately, she continued to sculpt with her head down.

Yu Pingchuan's calm and composed expression had long since changed. He almost instinctively shot at Yao Buren, hitting Yao Buren's hand holding the spirit bone——

Yidao shrank his pupils, and grabbed Yu Pingchuan to block his attack.

He raised his voice: "You are crazy! The game hall cannot be attacked, it will be wiped out!"

This is a dogma engraved into the bones of all players. You can fight in any copy, but in the game lobby, once you force a move, you will be wiped out by the system.

This happens every time a new group of people comes in.

Once you take action, there will be no exceptions.

New players can make mistakes, but old players can never act impulsively.

As a veteran player, Yu Pingchuan lost control. At this time, he was shouted with a knife and suddenly regained his senses.

He was so stimulated that he almost couldn't bear to shoot Yao!
Yu Pingchuan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but——he couldn't calm down at all.

He yelled at Yao Buren: "What the hell are you doing? You cut off your soul bone?! You're out of your mind!"

Before Yao couldn't bear to pluck the matchmaker's hair, Yu Pingchuan had never been so shocked and angry.

Cutting things like soul bones.

From Yu Pingchuan's point of view, cerebral thrombosis can't be done in ten years!

Because of this scene, the hidden breathing sounds around him became rapid.

Of course, no one cared at this point.

In the game hall, everyone's attention was on the rookie who was seriously sculpting with drooping eyes.

Guiyan squatted beside him, his voice trembling: "Hey, stop for a moment, what are you doing? Do you not know about soul bones? Calm down first, and I will explain it to you in detail, don't go crazy—— "

Others were going crazy, and they tried to make Yao Huanren stop going crazy.

Everyone thought that the rookie Yao Buren was crazy.

But in fact, Yao couldn't bear to be very calm.

She looked up at them very strangely, her eyes were clear and puzzled: "I have already said, I am making weapons, what are you doing?"

Why did these three suddenly become abnormal?
Her attitude was taken for granted, but it made it harder for everyone who heard it to breathe.

Everyone: "..."

Is this fucking a weapon?

This is cutting off the soul bone!
Once this thing is cut off, it is gone, never again.

——Such a precious thing, you should be peeling a carrot!

Yu Pingchuan was short of breath, raised his hand, and made a blocking gesture. Because of the rules, he didn't dare to take a shot at Yao.

He lowered his voice: "What kind of weapon do you want? The soul bone is too small, even if you want to make it into a knife, the best way to make it is to integrate it into other weapons."

Of course it is better to use pure soul bones as weapons, but this thing is too precious, what can it do if it is only the size of a palm?
After a pause, Yu Pingchuan was worried that Yao couldn't bear to misunderstand, so he explained to her carefully——

"Some materials can be stretched, so even if the finished product is small, it can become bigger, but the attributes of the spirit bone are not good. Its attribute is to add to other weapons. No matter what you make of the spirit bone, it will not become larger.

"Unless you incorporate stretchable material, you can wait until you find the material and then make the weapon."

So, if something as big as a palm is made into a weapon, can it have combat effectiveness?
Yu Pingchuan can't see people being reckless and wasting materials.

Guiyan regards Yao Buren and the soul bone as his own, and he is even more unwilling to spoil them like this, clutching his chest with a distressed expression on his face.

Damn!

Why can't the game hall be attacked?
"You'll know when I make it."

Yao couldn't bear it and didn't raise her head. She was a very firm person, and she would execute when she had an idea in her heart. The game hall couldn't attack each other, so she didn't distract her mind and concentrated on sculpting.

"Swish, gargle—" more and more powder fell.

Yu Pingchuan was almost out of breath.

There is no honesty on Gee Yan's face, and he twisted his expression and said: "Soul bones are precious, and the best way to use them is to integrate them into weapons. Don't waste them. I will give you weapons, how about it?"

Neither he nor Yu Pingchuan thought that Yao Buren's exchange for a utility knife was not an exchange for a weapon.

She actually exchanged for a carving knife!

——The knife for carving soul bones.

It is already suffocating enough to exchange a tasteless utility knife as a carving tool, but the thing to be carved is still a soul bone, which is even more suffocating.

If they had known about Yao's unbearable thoughts earlier, they would not have played it so lightly just now, and would have prevented her from exchanging.

This newcomer really refreshed their three views again and again!
However, Yao couldn't bear to ignore him, she was very persistent in carving what she wanted.

Then, the scene became weird.

A thin and thin girl sat in the middle of the crowd with her head down, concentrating on doing "handwork".

The players surrounded her with distressed faces, distorted twists, resentment and jealousy...

Yu Pingchuan and others earnestly persuaded——

"Stop, you are a newcomer and don't understand, soul bones are really precious."

"You can incorporate weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds? What do you want? How about Hong Ling? You girls like it."

"It's already less than half, you restrain yourself!"

"Ahhh please stop—"

……

Yao couldn't bear to be surrounded by such voices of collapse and obstruction, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, drooping his eyes and carefully sculpting, with a calm expression and lowered eyebrows.

Her attention was focused on the soul bone and utility knife in her hand. Her black hair slipped from her shoulders, making her look weaker and petite.

Time passed by, and she never stopped.

During the collapse of Yu Pingchuan and the others, the things in her hands took shape little by little.

Become!

Yao couldn't bear the utility knife to stop.

She still lowered her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled at the end of her eyes.

Immediately, she blew lightly on the object in her palm, and the powder was blown away and disappeared into the air.

And there were eighteen finger-sized beads left on her hand, each of which was pitch black, with simple and strange patterns, emitting a dark and deep light.

She raised her hand, plucked out a piece of hair, threaded the black hair through it, and strung eighteen beads together.

——Buddha beads in a string.

With Buddhist beads as a string and black silk as a bundle, in this brand new world, restrain the killing intent and blood that surged hundreds of years ago.

Yao couldn't bear to hold the beads in her right hand and fiddle with them gently. The slight feeling from her fingertips made her expression become more and more distant, and the corners of her mouth naturally raised.

She was originally dressed in white, disheveled, sitting cross-legged on the ground, but now she raised her eyes, her eyes were clear and unwavering, and the moles at the corners of her eyes moved slightly.

In an instant, Bao Xiang was born.

This is her weapon, a weapon to restrain herself.

(End of this chapter)