Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 186 What happened to you, Tauren?

"Oh, damn, no, don't come again! Woo hoo..."

Lying on the soft carpet with his eyes blank, Argus whined softly, with a look of despair on his face.

Meeting a human for the first time.

"What? You said you are pioneers from the west, but isn't it a ruin over there?"

Meeting humans for the second time.

"The Holy Seat of Souls, the four guardians, the orcs and demon wolves, and thousands of pioneers are preparing to enter the underground plains? Hiss..."

Finally meeting human beings.

"Friends, why do you always look like you are trying not to laugh when I introduce myself as a tauren?"

……

Ah!
"Damn it, what is NTR? The males of our Iron Hoof tribe are not interested in other people's wives, and are absolutely loyal to their own wives!"

Standing up, Argus was furious, wishing he could chop up these human bastards who had ruined his reputation right now.

But the wisdom of being a chief told him that it was definitely the next best thing to have a stalemate with the human pioneers because of this matter.

We can only cheer up, continue to carry forward the traditional spirit of hospitality of the Niutou tribe, and receive every human who comes to the tribe.

But it's impossible to expect players who are new to the game to be reliable. It would be nice if they were so lawless and could not sneak around in person.

So after listening to the running train several times, Argus calmed his rising blood pressure.

"Forget it, ordinary humans can just refuse and let the guild representatives come!"

Unfortunately, although there are indeed fewer visitors, this is also the fifth batch today.

After a silent sigh, he began to narrate his opening remarks as if reciting a text.

"Hello everyone, I am the bull-headed chief Argus. Brown is my true color. The nose ring is a symbol of strength. My last name is Iron Shoe, not King. I like my wife..."

But when he finished rambling, what greeted him was.

"Oh my god, the size of this arm... is enough to overwhelm a human being!"

"It's so scary. I'm afraid I can't really charge with a heavy machine gun."

"I have already recorded it in the record. Let's wait for my colleagues in the Intelligence Department to calculate and analyze it."

The three of them muttered for a moment, and one of the men suddenly asked.

"Chief Argus, how much can you hit with one punch?"

"……what?"

Twenty points of charm is enough to make a good impression on others, let alone Ji Ming who has reached 25?

Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, Argus said in a deep voice.

"I don't know how to test the strength of my fists, but I became chief because I carried the totem pole and walked around it."

Possibly some ancient setting tradition, there is a pillar in the center of the Ironhoof Tribe.

It is engraved with beautiful patterns and murals. Although the painting style is a bit abstract, it can be seen that it is the battle and production life scenes of the tauren ancestors.

After recalling the size, Feiying lowered his voice.

"Then... a sacred object like that is made entirely of stone. It is at least ten meters tall according to visual inspection. I'm afraid it weighs no less than twenty tons!"

"The iron hoof totem pole is not made of ordinary stones, but the rare Psychic Stone, so this number must be at least doubled."

Argus shook his head when he heard this, and then smiled.

"I was so powerful back then, but unfortunately now that I'm older, my condition has declined a lot, and it's not as good as it was then..."

???

Can this also be said?

No wonder no player has died outside the city except the God of Death so far. It turns out that Brother Niu is such a good old man and he tells the truth...

With some sympathy, Ji Ming quietly converted this conversation into a written record and posted it on the public screen.

[(Sweating Soybeans) If you go to the NPC one by one and talk nonsense, be careful they will punch you with a forty-ton punch and turn you into a glutinous rice cake]

It's a pity that there are more than a thousand players in the closed beta, and the public screen environment is destined not to be as good as the closed beta.

Just like every highly active group of thousands of people, his reminder was quickly scattered among the scattered speeches.

Only a few people gave relevant replies, and most of them were trash talk.

[No way, I just ate Chaoshan beef hot pot for lunch, is it too late to spit it out now? 】

[Okay, okay, the dog-headed brother talks more, he likes to listen]

[Brother, please think about it again]

……

Forget it, these bastards deserved to die.

Compared with other players, the special team is already polite, and there is also Ji Ming, a superpower that is charming, so the initial impression left on Argus is good.

Taking this opportunity, they wanted to chat with the chief for a while to see if they could get more information, but at this moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Master Chief, there are important foreign guests coming to visit..."

A tauren who was thinner than Argus but also far beyond the limits of human beings came in and whispered a few words in his ear.

"The Gunblade guys are here?"

Players are testing, so why not Argus?

After several exchanges, he already knew that there were several collective existences called "guilds" among players.

"...Then let them come in."

The door curtain was opened, and two people walked in under the leadership of the guards.

One of them is naturally Fu Le, and the other is Fan Taozhu, who wears the ID of "Unexpected Ghosts and Gods".

Those who can spend money are not necessarily smart people, but [-]% of those who can make money are smart people.

During the closed beta stage, Fan Taozhu was the first to spend a large amount of money to win over people's hearts. Naturally, Fan Taozhu was not a fool.

"Oh, Crooked Tree, you are here too."

Those who didn't know thought he was meeting old friends. With a warm smile on his face, he greeted everyone and then bowed.

"I am not talented. Now I am the president of the Gunblade Guild. I will do my best to serve everyone!"

After all, Fu Le's focus was on reality, and Zhao Jun was not a power-hungry person, so he simply gave up the position to Fan Taozhu, who was busy with work and paid a large sum of money to fulfill his promise.

When Argus heard that this was the president of the First Guild Gunblade, his nose ring trembled slightly and his tone became a little more serious.

"Ah, it turns out you are the president of Gunblade. It's such an honor to meet you today!"

"You're welcome, Chief. The main reason we are here today is to convey goodwill to you..."

The player's level is too low to see the specific level of the Tauren Chief, but it is precisely because he cannot see it that he can know how powerful the opponent is.

Although Argus can sense that everyone here is Cai Ji, he is inexplicably able to conjure so many people out of the ground...

There must be a powerful force behind it, so don’t mess with it!
Therefore, when people on both sides sat here, there was a sense of seriousness in the conversation. Even Canglang, who wanted to watch a show, straightened his back.

They are all human beings!The subsequent chat was naturally a high-sounding test and an exchange of information that was concealed from each other.

They must have done their homework in advance and knew the difference between order and chaos. The two guilds coincidentally concealed the races of the four guardians and expanded the help of players to the dog village during the closed beta period.

Although Argus was still a little uneasy, his expression gradually turned from gloomy to clear.

"I see, it seems I misunderstood."

After everyone had confessed, he couldn't remain silent, so he took out a very rough map from under a table. "Since all of you human friends are here to explore with good intentions, it is necessary for me to remind you that the underground plain is not stable. Not every tribe can be as friendly as us..."

Although the map of the Iron Hoof Tribe is not as sophisticated as the player map as a whole, it is better because they are locals, so a lot of additional dangerous areas and special output points are marked.

To mention the treasure, several people took screenshots, but none of them were posted on the public screen.

Also, the closed beta players have gone through several crises and fought together to develop unity and tacit understanding, which the closed beta players will not have, at least for the time being.

It still takes a long time of polishing and getting along to restore the previous passion and fighting spirit.

In other words...

Ji Ming began to formulate ideas in his mind. It seemed that it was time to increase the intensity for the players!

After looking at the map carefully, a dotted frame located in the north of the Iron Hoof Tribe attracted everyone's attention.

Two and a half of the five players here are businessmen, and they immediately smelled a shortcut to rapid development.

Without hesitation, Fu Le asked immediately.

"Dear Chief Argus, can you tell us more about this market?"

"of course can."

After Chief Niutou explained it in detail, everyone suddenly understood.

Although the so-called market in the underground plain has a fixed location, the merchants are not permanent. In fact, it is more like a real market.

Every fifteen days, people from various tribes will come here to barter with various resources, and then leave separately.

"No one is managing it, is it all based on consciousness?"

"Yeah, so from time to time there will be some chaotic things happening."

Argus seemed to have thought of something bad, paused for a moment, and shook his head.

"It's not that no tribe has thought about taking charge of this place, but the resources of the underground plain are limited, and the population of each tribe is also limited. If the troops are divided into two sides, it will easily lead to a weak situation. Some people have suffered losses because of this before..."

Ok?
Is it an illusion? Why do I feel like their eyes are all shining?
Argus was confused, but some thoughts emerged in the players' minds.

The major tribes are afraid of wasting resources, afraid of population decline, and afraid of becoming the target of public criticism... but players are not afraid!

On the contrary, because there are lakes, land, and manpower, and the rear area is extremely peaceful, there will definitely be an overflow of resources in the future.

So this market…

After chatting for a few more words, the two people from Gunblade said their goodbyes and left.

Looking at their hurried backs, Ji Ming could already imagine what would happen in the underground city in the next period of time.

The special team did not waste any more time and left the Iron Hoof Tribe after a brief exchange of greetings.

Ji Ming took the map and originally wanted to take the two of them to the mole's nest, but suddenly found that neither the player version map nor the tribe version map had the tribe's logo on it.

This group of ground-burrowing rats is pretty good at hiding. It turns out that I was able to spot them accurately, and I only found them by relying on the precise guidance of the system map.

and many more.

The environment and terrain are complex and changeable, the main race is gentle and good-looking, and the big monster at the end of the level has strength and a certain level of evil...

It's just right, it can be used to increase the intensity of the players and save them from laughing and joking every day.

Ji Ming ignored the mole tribe for the time being and led the two of them eastward, and soon arrived at the source of the southern stream.

Feiying lowered his body and reached out to touch the groundwater gurgling from the spring.

"Oh, it's so cold! The atmosphere in this place...is a bit like a biting cold stream!"

Cang Lang took out his dagger and looked at the grass on both sides.

"Doesn't that mean that if you take just two steps, you will encounter zombies?"

You guys pick up the jokes so quickly...

When Ji Ming came here before, he actually just took a quick look. Although he knew that the highest level creature here would not exceed level ten, he didn't know more about it.

Can only shrug.

"According to my previous investigation, although this place is desolate, there are only some scattered small tribes, so it should not be that dangerous."

But as if to "confirm" his guess, a scream suddenly came from not far away.

"Damn it, it's true!"

Probably because of his professional habit, Canglang has been paying attention to whether there are any suitable places for defense, attack or ambush around him.

After hearing the strange noise, he immediately led the two of them to a nearby high ground.

The noisy rustling sound got closer and closer, and the first ones to get out of it turned out to be a few players.

And upon seeing the trio on the high ground, they immediately opened their arms and started shouting.

"Run quickly, there's a big tortoise here!"

Four feet on the ground, green back armor.

What rushed out behind them turned out to be a three-headed turtle-backed beast that was as tall as a person.

Although they are only at level seven, as a species of Warcraft, their numerical talents are very high, and their health has easily exceeded thirty. It is no wonder that they can chase and kill players whose average level is less than level three.

But for special teams, such a monster is not worth retreating from.

After practicing hard all night in the actual training camp, Canglang not only did not feel tired, but was eager to try.

He moved his arms.

"How is it, do you have confidence?"

Feiying took out a wooden weapon from his backpack. It turned out to be the Zhuge Liannu that foreign game developers like to add to games.

He pushed the input lever to cock.

"I talked with a few players from the Challenger Guild and built a repeating crossbow using parts, just in time for actual combat testing!"

Then, the two of them turned their attention to Ji Ming, who had been silent.

He recalled his fighting style.

"What are you looking at? I am an intelligence collector. What kind of fight can I fight?"

"Hey, it's a game. It's not reality and you have to be afraid of death. Go down and beat them!"

After saying that, Canglang took the lead and hit the fastest turtle-backed beast with his fist raised.

"what???"

Seeing the player on the high ground refusing to retreat and recoiling, the few young men who were busy running away were so frightened that they became incoherent and could only dodge one after another to make way for him.

The turtle-backed beast also had big doubts in its small eyes and tilted its head.

——Is this human being crazy? Why is he raising his fist to confront himself?

However, just when the two sides were about to come into contact, Cang Lang's posture changed, and a two-handed hammer appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This turned out to be the fighting technique used by the God of Death when he attacked the Mad King. Unexpectedly, he was killed in less than a day.

Turtle-backed beasts have been honest for generations, how could they have thought that such an old man still existed?

"Ow?"

Even the turtle...the bastard didn't have time to shrink back before he was hit on the head with a hammer.

"Are you so energetic?"

Amidst the mutterings of an unknown player, the huge turtle-backed beast was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground with a snap.

(End of this chapter)