Chapter 670: Replay the old trick

"After the eighth second, the experience bar rises very slowly and the number of kills decreases. Why? Is it because the player has passed the lethal period with the drug?" Kemeng looked at the experience bar and analyzed it silently.
A large main city has unlimited capacity, but online players are not unlimited.
The planning and distribution of the Orange Stars is very reasonable, and the players who stay in the city are in the minority.
A large number of players are active in various monster areas, setting up alchemy factories.
Moreover, there are still a large number of players offline, not everyone is online 24 hours.
According to the information found in the dream, in order to avoid the increase of mental illness, the eight-hour system is implemented, and only the things allowed by the rules can be done during working hours, and the remaining time is reasonably controlled by the Orange Stars themselves.
And the players of the first echelon are always the heaviest group of people, living in the game for almost 24 hours.
In order to become the liver emperor, the player has agreed to intubate the body, and enter the nutrients needed by the body into the body through the tube. Then the bathing matter is also monitored by artificial intelligence, and then the automatic bathing machine is used to help clean the body.
Lazar and other things are also monitored and cleaned by the machine to ensure that the Liver Emperor players can live in the game 24 hours a day.
Kemeng looked at his experience bar and felt that he could still linger, so he put down the resurrection props on the toilet floor, and sacrificed his life value again.
As the body disappeared and regained light again, Kemon's level rose again.
The kill list in the upper right corner flows repeatedly, once again stuck.
But the good times didn't last long, Kemon found that the experience of this growth was much less than before.
"Some players have gone offline." Kemeng realized one thing, that fear would make them afraid to go offline.
Before they dared to walk around the city even if they died once, it was because the Orange Stars didn't want to waste time and resources. They gambled that Amon's skills could not be used multiple times, so they continued to order the people who were supposed to go to work to continue working, and they couldn't waste time.
But this time is different. The Amon Poison that infects the whole world strikes again, indicating that Amon’s skills have a very short cooldown time, and it may even have a zero cooling time. They don’t have to stay online for the sake of face. Stay for a minute and you may die.
Death is not particularly painful for them, and death is not the end. They just don't want to experience the uncomfortable feeling of turning into waste. It is really uncomfortable.
"At least half of it." Kemeng murmured, his sixth sense wouldn't go wrong in this regard, he really lost half of his experience.
The level was brushed, and it only stopped at level 695.
If those people are not offline, it is possible to break through the 700-level mark.
Unfortunately there is no if.
"It's time to go, get more advanced wool." Since Kemeng has taken the shot, he can't stop, and wants to maximize the income of the player's wool road.
Injecting a drop of magic power into the teleportation talisman, Kemeng is teleported to the large teleportation point in the main city of Greycastle, and then teleported to the leveling area of ​​the first echelon through the post.
Lingdie Snowfield.
The blue butterfly flies in the air. Its wings are small and beautiful. When the wings vibrate, they cast stars like stars in the sky.
But don't underestimate these stars, the energy contained in each star is comparable to a five-ton atomic bomb.
If it causes the spirit butterfly to pursue an angry pursuit, it will attract even more terrifying attacks.
Kemeng stood on this land. The snowstorm was supposed to cover the entire snowfield, but the air was warm and full of high-energy radiation.
Taking a breath at will, let the resistance force work throughout the body, eliminating the high-energy radiation factor contained in the air.
Ahead, the fiery red sky seemed to be burning up, the earth was shaking all the time, and the special effects of various skills filled half of the sky.
This is quite far from the main city of Graycastle. If there is no large-scale trans-regional teleportation array, the ghost knows how many days it will take to fly.
"There are only a thousand players, which is a bit short." Kemeng felt the number of players on the snowy field with his spiritual ability.
Fortunately, there are other advanced leveling areas near the snowy field, and the first echelon leveling group also exists.
Kemeng stood here, burying a resurrection prop, and then sacrificed his life on the spot.
Then, in the blink of an eye, Kemeng was resurrected on the spot again.
The upper right corner also jumped out of the new kill list, and the experience bar rose again.
However, the rate of increase is really not fast. There are already a lot of players offline at this time. The main head players are in the advanced leveling area. Some people have already received the wind and went offline, while some player teams saw wild monsters. The blood bar is about to be cleared, anyway, without being poisoned by Amon's poison, he will use the medicine to increase the blood while fighting monsters.
It's just that these lucky people never expected that the poisonous wound suddenly jumped for a long time, and the instant death became an indescribable waste.
After Kemon brushed away all nearby players, the snowfield in front of him no longer quakes, and the special effects light no longer emits new colors.
It was so lively the first second, two seconds have passed, and the high-level players who were poisoned just don't come back, just click to go offline and wait for the tenth level clock to go offline.
Kemeng passed to the main city again, smashed a carbine, and killed the senior players again.
Offline requires time. If you are still in a fighting state during offline, you cannot go offline freely.
All of them can go offline, but the body will continue to fall into a state of fighting, and no one wants to drop out like this.
Ever since, after the high-level players were resurrected again, they hurriedly teleported away, running as far as possible.
If Amon can catch up, count him as ruthless.
It is a pity that Kemeng has only two legs and one body, and he can't chase hundreds of people at the same time.
After the high-level players fled, Kemeng smashed the wool for the last time to break through to level 705, and then paused.
If it wasn't for the crowds to be too scattered, Kemeng felt like he kept reaching the 800th level.
He tried to chat privately with Nora and Nina, asking if they had any new big moves.
Nora replied in seconds: "No~EbookFREE.me~ It's interesting to see you chase them."
Nina: "You are a big move."
"I mean, can you bring people together again?" Kemon said.
Nora: "You mean to move any plural items in the world to one coordinate? Wake up, I'm not that great."
Nina: "If you have any new ideas, you can find us again."
Kemeng closed the private chat window, his eyebrows were beating, and he always felt that he could not talk with these two fairies more, the sense of crisis rose and disappeared slightly.
He had an intuition. Just now, the two twins wanted to dig a hole to bury him, but they might be concerned about the existence of the evil Cthulhu, and there was no further information.
Because of this inspiration, Kemeng understood a little bit. The two were clones of evil gods, and the backer was Niya.
They regarded Kemeng as a clone of the evil god, and Kemeng was behind Cthulhu, and they regarded him as a kind.