Chapter 536: Sandstorm

The whirring wind is howling like a wolf, blowing the earth.
The flag on the dirt wall was tossed by the wind, and even broke directly from the flagpole.
The sky was dark and dark, and yellow sand and gravel danced wildly in the air, rustling the tent.
The sandstorm is coming...
For dead deserts with yellow sand everywhere, sandstorms are a common weather.
After opening the Death Desert plot, players have not encountered it.
However, it was the first time to encounter such a big sandstorm.
The sky is dim, flying sand and rocks.
Obviously it is daytime, but the whole world seems to have arrived at night.
Resident area of ​​the Natural Heart Guild.
Li Mu stayed in his tent, listening to the whistling wind flapping the camp.
He checked the time of the game system, walked to the tent door, and carefully opened the corner of the tent...
Following his movements, the wind poured in immediately, engulfing the dense yellow sand, and hitting his face like raindrops.
For a moment, Li Mu only felt a tingling pain on his face, and a feeling of suffocation hit his face.
He coughed a few times, quickly closed the door of the tent, and eased his pain down.
In a moment, a layer of yellow sand has accumulated on the ground.
After a few times, Li Mu couldn't help cursing and vomiting the dust that was poured into his mouth when he coughed.
"This weather... really wasting time."
"Elf Country" is just fine.
It is sometimes that the pursuit of reality is too much, but it will bring all kinds of inconveniences.
Take this kind of sandstorm for example, it will last for half a day to a day.
During this time period, players can't go out at all, otherwise they will experience what is called sandstorm suffocation.
If you are not careful, you might 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.
This kind of extreme weather can't breathe at all, even silver players, staying outside for a long time will have to suffocate to death.
And this, there is a precedent...
Sighing, Li Mu shook his head helplessly.
Two days have passed since the attack of the Orcs.
After dispatching an attack and ending in a disastrous defeat, the Orcs seemed to be beaten in fear, and would never come out again inside and outside the sandstorm city.
And the players have to continue to pick up the previous strategy and begin to attack the tribes near the Orcs.
Today, Li Mu's original plan was to take the members of the guild and continue to go out looking for a tribe of half-orcs that could be plundered.
But now it looks like it's a waste...
The sandstorm is coming.
Players can only stay in tents honestly, or take the dug tunnels and teleport back to the Fairy Forest, or go offline and wait for the sandstorm to pass before logging in to the game...
It's just that it's okay.
With the acceleration of thinking, even if it is staying in the tent, players can have a thousand ways to find fun.
Chasing drama, playing cards, doing homework, chatting with code words, and doing anything.
The one-to-four thinking speeded up, and a lot of things can be refreshed, which is equivalent to three times the time of prostitutes.
But Li Mu is thinking about another thing...
"The trophies that can be obtained are getting less and less, everyone's cohesion has begun to dissipate, and it can't be delayed."
He shook his head.
The war has been in the game for several months.
The army has been out for more than half a month.
During this period, with high task rewards and rich loot attraction, the players have maintained an amazing cohesion, and they have become more brave as they fight.
It's just that the time of war is getting longer and longer, and many things have limits...
For example, the enthusiasm of players.
The enthusiasm of players is based on interests.
And as the number of tribes of Orcs that can be beaten decreases, it is obvious that everyone's enthusiasm has faded.
In addition, although the previous battle had a beautiful victory, some players who didn't make a lot of appearances did not play well enough...
Under layer upon layer, in the player camp for the past two days, players have left the team one after another.
This is something Li Mu didn't expect.
A victory, although repelling the army of half-orcs, it also consumed the player's cohesion...
Of course, there are also solutions.
Just continue to find a tribe of half-orcs that can be beaten.
As long as there are greater benefits, players will choose to stay, just as they did a dozen days ago.
It's just that the players were robbed too hard a few days ago, and the nearby tribes have almost been ruined.
And those who were lucky enough to have not been visited by players, most of them began to retreat.
Especially after the defeat of the Orcs...
So... the players' results are getting less and less.
The loot cannot meet the needs of the players. It is normal for some people to choose to return to the Fairy Forest or the underground world to farm monsters.
Take this opportunity to return to the Fairy Forest to play, isn't it fragrant?
Why should you stay here and wait?
Just wait for the decisive battle, just come over!
This is what many people think.
It's just that it's easy to get together when they are separated, and it's harder to get together again.
It’s too far away from the Forest of Elves, and there is interference from the belief of half-orcs. Even if the players rely on the crypt spider to dig a tunnel that is five kilometers long and successfully establish a teleportation array in the north, the teleportation ability is not Quite touching...
If the army really disperses, there is really no way to assemble in a short time.
And now this terrible sandstorm is even worse.
Thinking of this, Li Mu sighed again.
And at this moment, his tent suddenly heard a tight knocking sound from outside...
Li Mu was taken aback, and subconsciously shouted:
"Who?"
Outside the tent, there was a cough:
"Cough cough cough... Brother Mu, it's me! Transformed Ji Gang!"
Transformation Ji Gang?
Li Mu was stunned, then opened the tent door, and then, a player wrapped in a cloak and mask with a layer of dust on his body slipped in.
It is Ji Gang, the president of the Autobot Guild.
The strong wind swept the yellow sand into the tent, and Li Mu quickly closed the tent door.
The Transformer Ji Gang who entered the tent took off his cloak and took off his mask. While shaking off the yellow sand on his body, he complained:
"This sandstorm is really terrible... the yellow sand outside is more than half a meter deep, it really blows for a day, I am afraid that our camp will be buried..."
"Yeah, it's terrible."
Li Mu nodded in agreement.
However, there is no concern.
It's not a problem to be buried by sand in a game world where magic exists.
"Here, have some tea for warmth."
Li Mu took out the scented tea produced in the Fairy Forest from his home, and poured a cup for Transformation Ji.
Transformation Ji just brightened, and quickly took it, and at the same time praised:
"Haha, I know that Brother Mu, you have good things here!"
Li Mu let out a laugh, and then said:
"Don't be poor, aren't you and Xiao Xianmiao playing Werewolf Killing? Why did you think of running here?"
"Hurt, I didn't just play around and suddenly talked about the next battle plan, and then I had some ideas. I planned to talk directly in the chat group, but I think it is better to discuss with Brother Mu in person. Hehe... ...By the way, I will give you a surprise for Brother Mu!"
The next battle plan?
Discuss in person?
Li Mu was stunned.
And before he could say anything, a series of knocks came from outside his tent again.
"I'm coming!"
Transformation Ji just drank the scented tea, then wrapped her homemade "mask" and opened the tent door.
Then, a series of guys wrapped in jackets got in.
In a blink of an eye, the small tent was crowded with more than a dozen players...
And their IDs are also those that Li Mu is most familiar with.
Little salty cat, cuckoo bird, mitochondrius, demacia, tomato fried tomato...
They are dusty, with gray heads and faces, and their bodies are covered with dust.
Uh, no.
There are still exceptions.
Such as Xiao Xian Miao.
Unlike the others covered in yellow sand, her body was spotless, and it seemed that she had not been affected by the sandstorm at all.
However, if you look closely at her equipment, you will find that this incomparably gorgeous magic robe on her is shining brightly.
That is a special effect that only appears when the magic on the robe is activated.
To be rich is to be willful, to be rich is to be able to do whatever you want.
I saw Xiao Xianmiao pulling the cuckoo bird's arm, and the first one squeezed over, and at the same time smiled and said hello:
"Hey, Brother Mu! Let's bother!"
While squeezing in with the two of them, Huowei widened his eyes and scanned back and forth in the tent, while swallowing:
"I heard that there is flower tea from Miss Alice here? Where is it? I'm thirsty!"
"Bah baah baah... this horrible weather ate the dirt from my mouth."
Demacia wiped her mouth, coughing and vomiting sand.
"I asked for it. Who told you not to wear a mask? You can count your life without suffocation."
The tomato-fried tomato rolled his eyes and vomited unceremoniously.
After that, senior officials from several other key guilds also arrived.
"Let's let go, let's let go, hello...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 guilds who appeared all of a sudden, and he was a little confused for a while.
"Why are you all here?"
He asked.
"Hey! Isn't this when I was playing the game and talking about the next battle plan? Everyone has new ideas..."
"Brother Mu is to blame for you playing together, otherwise it will be discussed online."
"Don't mention it, you can still talk about the battle plan when playing Werewolf Kill. You are really poisonous."
"Why didn't Mu Brother come?"
"Hey, he definitely didn't come because of the food, he is obviously an anchor."
"No? There are no anchors who can't play Werewolf, are they? What age is this? No?"
Li Mu:...
More than a dozen players say a word to me, UU reading www.uukanshu.com soon turned the topic off the track.
Finally, Li Mu clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.
"Talk about the point."
He said.
The players looked at each other, and finally Li stood up, giggling and saying:
"Brother Mu, do you have any idea to make big news after the sandstorm ends?"
"Big news?"
Li Mu raised his brows.
"Yes, after Sandstorm City, we take the initiative to attack the Orcs!"
Hu Li waved his fist and said.