Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

After making preparations for the development of "Blue Moon", Hill didn't dare, and immediately invested in game design.

"Blue Moon" will become the first massively multiplayer online role-playing game (MMORPG) in another world, and Hill must be very careful to set it up. Let’s make the job setting simpler. There are three major professions: warrior, mage, and troubadour. Warrior melee, mage long-range, and troubadour assistance. The two camps are naturally humans and demons.

The protagonist descends in the Novice Village in the early stage, upgrades, obtains equipment, and runs around to help the people in the village. Then he goes to the town and scans the map one by one. At the same time, the dialogue between NPCs is also accompanied. The main storyline. The main storyline of human beings is to defeat the demons, and the main storyline of the demons is to drive humans out of the demons. Once you reach a certain level, you can join a trade union, and fights can break out between trade unions.

Oh, by the way, there are also fashion and shopping malls, as well as instantly updated rankings, what battle power rankings, glamour rankings, and fashion rankings Barabara, which are essentially useless, but let your name be seen by the whole server, Give you a shiny and bright title, that kind of refreshment will make people crazy.

…I guess so. Hill looked up at the sky and thought.

Although he has not done that before, he can roughly understand the psychology of those people.

There are other spokespersons? There are three spokespersons for three professions, the warrior is naturally the magic dragon Gormon, let him sell meat! Let him sell meat! The mage let the girl group come, and the troubadour let the fallen angel go up. Perfect.

There is also the ad slogan...what does it mean to say "If you are a brother, come and kill me"...

"Hello everyone, welcome to play Lanyue Lanyue, this is a brand new game you have never played before. It only takes three minutes to experience and you will fall in love with this game just like me. Tonight’s Magnolia Continent, tonight’s Devildom, I am your brother."

"It's not what you can't think of, only I can't do it. The Blue Moon game is officially launched. The first charge is a good game that can be played with only one Demon Coin and one Demon Coin. What are you waiting for? One dollar of 999 is not a dream."

"Formidable warrior, terrible magician, mysterious bard, look, what are you waiting for, do you want to conquer the demon world with me? Do you want to walk through the human world with me? As long as you come, me You can do it! Come and play Blue Moon if you are a brother!"

Hill wrote three advertising slogans with a swipe of his pen, and planned to take three hapless guys to shoot the advertisement tomorrow.

Last year, when he was writing "The Overbearing Demon In Love with Me", he often lost his pen in embarrassment, but in just one year he has begun to write this stuff without changing his face, and he feels that he has matured a lot. Hmm...or a lot of cheeky.

The fighting method of this game is the same as the fighting method of web games on the earth. It belongs to the type of automatic monster fighting. It has no technical content and relies purely on krypton gold and luck. This is also relatively easy for the game maker of Hill.

He spent the whole morning finishing up the overall framework of the game, and then it was time for step-by-step writing. Hill arranged the next mission schedule in the study, and then suddenly he slapped the table, his spirits flying.

"Playful Blue Moon" can be renamed to Red Moon, after all, the Demon Realm is a red moon. That's it for this game, positioning is fast food.

And large games like "World of Warcraft" can also be on the agenda.

Set up a dedicated game department, and carefully write a grand game similar to "World of Warcraft". There are two camps of demons and humans. Players can choose different races and different professions. Each race has its own story. For example, the dark elves were slaughtered by humans and finally came to the Demon World... These histories can also be shown in games.

02.

The afternoon was gloomy, with a southwest wind, and it was not a good travel weather, but Hill hated being disrupted, so he took Irwin, the dark elf Albrecht, and Leona, the emissary of the Dark Church. One of Gong (?)'s bard, went out together.

The bard's name was Grant, and he didn't feel fear after being out of Leona's magic control, but was very excited. He is a lover of the demon world culture, and he is full of quest for the demon world and the demon race. He is eager for adventure and new things. In addition, he was able to speak well, and his lips were very slippery, so he became Hill's favorite (?) for a while.

Hill had some ideas about his talents, so he gave him a lot of personal freedom. In other words, it was as if Bard Grant had been invited to the Demon World as a guest.

The four of them walked along the river in the dwarf forest. At the end of the river was the territory of the orcs. The bard Grant was saying all kinds of messy things along the way: "The red bird that just flew past is really beautiful. The most beautiful bird I have ever seen—oh, of course it’s not as good-looking as my bird. "Oh, and the yellow jokes that bards have always been good at.

Hill suddenly interrupted: "I don't believe it."

Irvine immediately followed: "I don't believe it either."

Hill was about to continue to say "no picture, no truth", but the dark elf Albrecht said, "Of course, how can you compare to my king's, my king's is the most beautiful!" "

Hill: "..."

Grant continued: "Well, although I really want to discuss this, I always feel that this is very disrespectful to Lord Demon... If you are actually Lord Demon, we always thought you were a prince."

"It doesn't matter what it is." Hill said, "The important thing is that whether it is the devil or the prince, you can easily pinch you to death."

"Oh, you are right, so I will forget about it." Grant said.

Hill nodded in satisfaction.

Then Grant started talking again: "Wow, these guinea fowls are so beautiful, I know them!"

"Is it beautiful?" Hill looked at the guinea fowls. Their heads were small, their bodies were fat, and their feathers were gray with white spots on them. The lobes on the beak are red and blue. They are brighter, but they are really not pretty.

"Their meat is delicious and tender." Grant added.

"Oh, then their chubby bodies are really beautiful." Hill snapped his fingers, "Irvin."

Irwin rushed up immediately, and soon he brought three guinea fowls back. The dark elves bound their feet with tree vines and carried them away. These guinea fowls became the first food they found today. The group of people continued to walk forward, and then suddenly their eyes opened up, the forest disappeared as if it were broken, the mountain appeared, the river was flowing down the mountain, and Hill looked up and found that the river was formed by the melting of snow on the top of the mountain.

"If you go further south, you will be at the beach," said the dark elf. "To the west is the orc tribe."

"Let's go to the beach." Hill came with interest. "We will live outside tonight."

The demons naturally didn't have any opinions, and the bard Grant looked very excited. He began to walk and play while holding the lute: "I walked through the forest and swamp with my fellow demons, through the flowing black river, the wind passed by our side, and it was singing for me..."

They really passed through a swamp, and the space occupied by this black swamp was so large that it seemed almost endless. The air above the swamp is cold and thick, and if it is summer, this is a forbidden place for all creatures. There are shrubs soaked in it all year round, they rot, they are full of germs, and they spread the germs to more organisms. The dilapidated tree trunk was still covered with various fungi, and Hill saw spiders crawling around, and many oligochaete animals.

This made him a little goosebumps.

Speaking of it, "goose bumps" in Chinese is goosebumps in English.

"I have an idea," said Hill. "Bard, don't sing for now."

"Okay Lord Demon." Grant closed his mouth immediately, and performed a nondescript aristocratic courtesy toward Hill, "Oh, yes."

"Record a show to travel around the demon world, explore different demon races, make friends with them, enjoy the scenery, and find food." Hill said, "you and a demon partner are broadcast on the magic phone every week. "

"Okay! Is the partner a beauty!" Grant said.

"Obviously not," Hill said. "It should be a dragon or a dark elf. You know the two."

"...Isn't it the contrast that I am thin and ugly?" Grant said.

"You have your mouth." Hill said, "I hope you can form a contrast. You are lively and the other side is taciturn, so that you can create a show effect."

"Then I can usually make fun of the other person, but when I am in a hurry, the other person will treat me to the Fa-rectification on the spot... so that I can add jokes to the audience?" Grant asked.

"I hope you don't mind." Hill spread his hands.

"Do I have a choice?" Grant asked hopefully.

Hill smiled, "Al."

The dark elf's knife was an inch out of its sheath, and grinned his teeth: "My king has compassionately assigned you a task. This is your glory. You actually pushed back and forth. Human beings, are you impatient to live?"

"Um, I know the answer, yes, I accept." Grant took a step back and said immediately.

"In the middle, we will randomly arrange some companions for you, such as the church messenger who brought you here." Hill said.

"No problem!" Grant said loudly, "Please trust my tongue, Lord Demon! I used to attract many Magnolia City adults with this tongue!"

During their conversation, the wind became stronger and the weather became more gloomy, and it seemed that it was about to rain. Several people speeded up and quickly reached the coast. A dozen kilometers away from here is the clam breeding base that the Kraken is in charge of, but Hill has no plans to go there.

The dark elf Albrecht put away his knives and volunteered to find a suitable place to spend the night on the mountain, while Irvine went to find more food. Hill stood on the beach and looked at the sea. The clouds spread quickly, from the sea to the sky. The connecting place spread all the way, and quickly converged with the dark clouds on the land, and became one piece.

The bard shivered, "It's a bit cold, Lord Demon. This is the prelude to the storm."

"It looks like we have a beautiful view tonight." Hill said. He is in a good mood.

At this moment, a huge tentacles suddenly burst out of the sea and rolled towards the bard. Grant was taken aback, and he hurried to hide behind Hill. The tentacles suddenly became stiff when they were about to touch Hill. Hill smiled slightly and said, "It looks like our dinner tonight is more abundant." Hill likes grilled squid very much.

Grant took a look at the probe and found that the tentacles had been broken, and it was being controlled by magic to float in the air.

Grant swallowed: "Cool~!"

"Let's go and see if the dark elves are done." Hill said disregardingly.

There was no suitable cave on the mountain, so Albrecht dug one by himself. The bard volunteered to pick up dry wood, but soon he came back wet, the rain had started, and he only found a few. firewood.

There was a fire immediately after Irvine returned, and the flames lit up the cave temporarily dug by the dark elves, and it was very warm. It was pouring rain outside, the storm roared, and the surging rain made the scenery outside blurry.

Irwin handles the guinea fowl well. The fat content of the guinea fowl is relatively low, and the meat quality is more delicious than ordinary chicken. The chicken was cut into pieces and skewered with branches, brushed with a layer of teriyaki sauce, and then grilled on the fire. Soon the meat skewers gave off an attractive burnt aroma, and the outside also showed an attractive golden yellow. Some parts were scorched and turned dark, which looked even more salivating.

Then came the big tentacles.

Albrecht quickly sliced ​​the tentacles with two knives. Those aquatic mollusks were rich in fat. When they were placed on a very high-temperature slate, they immediately made a drooling hissing sound, and the fat came out of the meat. When it came out, the rich aroma of the brown-red sauce spread on it immediately spread out. In an instant, the cave was full of delicious oil and sauce mixed with the aroma.

Glossy, fragrant barbecue... Grant felt that his eyes were going to be straight, and he ran with him all afternoon, already hungry.

The problem is, this is what the Demon King wants to eat, and generally wouldn't it be given to him?

According to the habits of human nobles, it would be good if he could eat what they left.

Irvine took out several wooden cups and handed them to everyone in turn. Including Grant. This surprised Grant a bit, can he be treated the same as the demons?

The dark elf Albrecht saw his doubts and seldom took the initiative to explain: "The demons are different from human beings. You are worthy and you can receive high treatment. Since my king said that you should host a program, then this It means you have the same qualifications as us."

"Value." Grant repeated, his expression a bit complicated for a while.

The barbecue was done quickly, and Irwin poured a simple blend of coconut milk for everyone.

The quality of the guinea fowl is very tender and delicious, and it tastes quite rich in game. The craftsmanship of the Irvine barbecue is top-notch. With this addition, this grilled chicken skewers is simply amazing. The tentacle grill is slightly dehydrated after grilling, and it has a wonderful burnt fragrance, but it still has the plump and tenderness that the grilled chicken skewers do not have, and the taste of the oil and sauce mixed together makes everyone unable to stop. Mouth.

After the barbecue, drink a glass of coconut milk, refreshing and cozy.

"Come and sing a song." Hill said, "beautiful."

"Good." Grant wiped his greasy mouth and picked up the lute.

Hill walked on the edge of the cave.

The storm tonight is so violent that the storm will almost tear the mountains to pieces. The waves crashed on the boulders, and the tide rolled frantically on the strait.

It really is a magnificent scenery.

In my ears are the singing of the lute and the bard:

"I'm like a cloud wandering in the distance

But i never miss my hometown

The golden flowers on the grassland bloom against the sky

The reflections of stars in the sky are like the Milky Way shining

Ten thousand waves are dancing in the middle of the sea

These are things that people in my hometown haven't seen before

La~La~La~

I'm like a cloud wandering in the distance

But I never miss my hometown"

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