Chapter 36: The death of the poet (1)

After all the dust settled, Jin Cheng found Wen Xiaoming disguising mushrooms in a corner outside East Cross Street. He asked Wen Xiaoming, "Why don't you go in?"
Wen Xiaoming pointed to the red number on the top of his head. "Isn't this going to jail? I'm still in Zone A, boss."
Fifteen minutes ago, Wen Xiaoming got out of the extreme fish-fighting movement and blasted all those that could blow into East Cross Street along the periphery of East Cross Street, but he dared not enter.
Jin Cheng was a little surprised, "Where are you from the logistics?"
Wen Xiaoming scrambled from the ground, "I followed you all the way to Zone A, boss, don't look down on me!"
Jin Cheng touched his nose, and in Wen Xiaoming's disgruntled eyes, he reached out, "What about the vaccine? Did you get it?"
"Here's it." Wen Xiaoming sighed with fate, and the boss he chose would fight him down on his knees. He took out the vaccine and continued to dig out things, saying, "I won't be able to come to see you at East Cross Street in the future. Boss, you have to take care of yourself. You have to take these things first, and I won't come back when it's not enough. Looking for you at the street."
Look at what you said, it seems that I was in jail.
Jin Cheng angrily gave him a chestnut, put away something and waved his hand, and walked like a wind. Wen Xiaoming looked at his back over his forehead, and sighed, kindly like a father.
The distribution of the vaccine is still left to Chi Yan. The number of vaccines brought by Wen Xiaoming is not large, but players in area f are generally blood thin. One person cannot use a whole vaccine, and everyone is enough to divide.
Jin Cheng was short, so Tangcuo got a whole.
"Be prepared, who knows that you will start your life value again someday." Jin Cheng said.
Tang Cuo declined to comment. He took the vaccine and drank another medicine, and finally filled his health, but the low blood sugar made him succumb and he had to rest.
Although Jin Cheng was not infected, he still suffered a lot of injuries in order to play, and he just needed a good rest. The destruction of the block requires waiting for the self-repair of Yongye City. The two of them could not go back to their rooms and simply stayed in the borrowed room.
Chi Yan is a laborer.
He didn’t know why the two eldest brothers went to rest, and the weakest of them had to hold a horn to distribute vaccines along the street. "Walk around and take a look. The vaccine is freshly baked, and friends who have infection come out quickly. . A shot of vaccine, you can’t lose money, you can’t be fooled. This event is free of charge, first come first served, and the final interpretation belongs to East Cross Street..."
With Chi Yan's affectionate call, the players finally boldly stepped out of the room, one after another, and there was some popularity on the street. East Cross Street has gradually stabilized, but outside the f zone, the storm caused by the Eleventh Movement has just begun.
In the repeated appearance of "recessed trough", "too ruthless", and a combination of both "recessed trough", the name Jin Cheng resounded again in Yongye City, and the top player did not want to be the first .
Area a, the place with the fewest players in Quanyong Night City, looks less now. Villas with fewer people telling sad stories.
Miao Qi carried his cannon, and in the eyes of players from all walks of life looking and searching, Da La Ladi entered a courtyard full of roses. In the yard, under the pergola, sits a man who is reading a book, about thirty-two or three years old, wearing pure white cotton and linen home clothes, with a clean face and gentle temperament.
"Sir, why are you reading a book again?" Miao Qi poured herself a glass of water on her own. She didn't sit on a backrest chair and picked up a small bench.
"I'm back?" Lin Yandong looked up, closed the book, and said, "Is it going well?"
"I didn't even talk to Jin Cheng. As soon as his order came out, I couldn't enter East Cross Street."
"Alright."
Lin Yandong rubbed the cover of the bronzing and thought for a moment, saying, "The scope of the decree is smaller than the three decree originally set. It seems that he has revised it again. The authority of the 11th movement is not big enough, and it is correct to be cautious. Whether it is in a or f area, it should be calm for a while. You and others will take a few more copies during this time to save points and don’t spend it again."
Miao Qi asked curiously, "Sir, are you an alliance with Jin Cheng?"
Lin Yandong shook his head, "No, he just used this to test me."
Miao Qi "Exploration?"
Lin Yandong smiled and patted the top of his head, "You will understand later."
Miao Qi pouted, and he hated this smart man's appearance as a striker, making him seem stupid. Then Lin Yandong asked about the specific situation of East Cross Street, and Miao Qi said one by one.
At the end, he asked "what does Jin Cheng want to do? to be a savior?"
Lin Yandong smiled "No, this is called leveraging fate."
In the central area, the cottage izakaya was hung with a closing sign, but there were two people drinking in the house.
The owner of the Ruby Tavern still shouted a purple suit with a bag, shaking the small wine cup in his hand, saying, "That’s why you have to come here to drink. I’ll stay in the f area and watch the excitement. What’s wrong? You don’t see the boss or the lady. Take care of you."
The person on the opposite side wore a black sorcerer's hat with a brim covering the eyes, pale skin, and smiled in vain. He didn't speak, and the purple suit continued to drink boringly.
There was a heavy chopping of meat from the back kitchen, sometimes accompanied by a cold hum, which seemed to express the extreme dissatisfaction of the boss lady with their stay here.
"What is your movement?"
"Fives."
"What plan?"
"Hey."
The black hat smiled gently, but didn't speak.
As Lin Yandong expected, the next area, a or f, ushered in a brief peace. The two areas are peaceful, and the other areas are naturally safe.
One of the most talked about is the famous European emperor in the b area, numbered one by one with f66666. He was not only very European in number, but also very lucky. This time he obviously went to East Cross Street, but he left just a minute before the decree was issued, and he was lucky to escape the disaster.
So far, no one has been released into prison.
On East Cross Street, Tang Cuo is also asking Jin Cheng "What is the standard of punishment?"
Jin Cheng comfortably nestled in a chair and drank tea, saying, "I don't know. I only give the frame, how to judge and how long to judge, that is the matter of Yongye City. The authority of the 11th movement is still too small, I Only appropriate concessions can be made, so as not to overturn the boat in the gutter and live in vain."
Tang Cuosui asked no more.
Jin Cheng said, "Ready to make a copy. The news that Wen Xiaoming just said is that the restoration of the ring is already in sight. He only needs to find the same materials. Hidden missions do not need to go to the game hall, nor do they need to team up with strangers. At that time, the two of us would go in. When we were gone, let Chi Yan go back to the e-zone to find peace."
Tang Cuo had no opinion on Jin Cheng's arrangement.
One day later, Wen Xiaoming really sent the repaired ring. It was a bronze ring with a simple shape, carved with patterns of nightingales and certain flowers, and it could fit on Tang Cuo's index finger.
Jin Cheng looked at the slender finger and put the ring on it, which was pretty good. Thinking about it, he held out his hand to Tang Cuo and said, "Let's go."
Tang Cuo has an odd look, "What are you doing?"
Jin Cheng "Hold my hand, otherwise how do you bring me into the copy?"
Tang Cuo "Actually I can be alone."
Jin Cheng smiled abruptly, taking advantage of his height, raised his elbow and put it on Tang Cuo's shoulder, jokingly "Are you still shy?"
Tang Cuo was expressionless and only wanted to beat people.
Jin Cheng saw him with a stinky face again, and finally did not tease him. In fact, it is not necessary to hold hands, as long as the two have physical contact, they can enter the copy together.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the player for starting the hidden mission "The Land of the Moon". This mission is a serial mission, the death of the first poet. The current number of participants is 2, and the double mode is turned on."
"Please ask the player to always view the task panel and follow the guidelines to complete the task."
"Wish you a happy life!"
The darkness faded, and a strange city appeared before Tang Cuo's eyes.
In the rosy sunset, the golden desert embraces the ruins of the ruins. The huge red sun just falls on a gap in the city wall, and the white rose clustered in the gap is reddish, like a beauty at dusk, coy and gentle.
In the round city, there are such beautiful flowers everywhere, like the back garden where the gods have forgotten in the desert, let the yellow sand erode, the flowers bloom tenaciously, and there is a different vitality in the desolation.
Perhaps it was the beautiful scene that made Tang Cuo temporarily forget where he was. After recovering, he found himself standing in a towering tower on the west side of the city.
The highest part of the tower is hollowed out on all sides, and there is a bronze bell hung on the spire, with a half-moon sign engraved on the bronze bell. The half-moon-shaped sign, the country of the moon, is there any connection?
"This is like a dead city." Jin Cheng's voice came from the side.
Tang Cuojing has opened the task panel to view.
Lunar country
Death of the first poet
Mainline finds Bard Lancelot
Feeder
This hidden task is really different from the ordinary copy task, and it is actually divided into the main line and the branch line. Originally, Tang Cuo heard the words "the death of the poet" and thought it was a copy of reasoning, but now it seems to be a copy of exploration.
Tang Cuo glanced back into the city again, and did not see any figures. He reached out and touched the railing, not much dust. The city looked run-down but not as deserted.
The tower has a spiral staircase that leads to the bottom floor. The door on the ground floor is unlocked. The door is pushed out, which is a street made of stone and brick. Probably because the city is not so big, the streets here are not wide, and only about two carriages can pass in parallel.
This is a typical Western fantasy-style city. It is impossible to tell which specific era, the wall has faded, and you can't see its original appearance.
Only the white rose, which is open everywhere, is alive and well, but there is no big water source here, I don’t know how it grows.
"Walk around, maybe what will trigger, anyway, this copy has no time limit, we are not in a hurry to go out." Jin Cheng today returned to his leather jacket and motorcycle boots, free and scattered.
Tang Cuo is exactly this plan, the two stopped along the street and saw many small shops. The doors and windows of the store are mostly open, and you can see the scene inside without entering.
Bakery, tavern, blacksmith shop, etc., are mostly common places, and walking past these, a magic house suddenly appeared in front of them.
Tang Cuo stopped and turned in without hesitation.
This store is not big. There is a counter on the left. There is a wall-mounted rack behind the counter. It is filled with various pharmacy bottles and scrolls. There are also some weird little things that do not know what it does.
On the right is a small table with a crystal ball on it. The remaining three walls are covered with small objects belonging to the magician, such as wizard hats, cloaks, magic wands and so on.
Jin Cheng took down a wand and put it in his hand to play, saying, "It seems that this is a world of magic and swords. Do you want to be a magician? Or a knight?"
Tang Cuo asked, "What is the difference between magic and power?"
Jin Chengdao said, "In fact, there is no difference in essence, whether it is magic, power, or martial arts internal force, the energy source is Yongye City. The difference is only in their manifestations. For example, the magic of the fire department and the power of the fire department. , It actually looks similar."
Tang Cuo got it.
But don't worry about it first, it's true that you can get it.
Tang Cuo said nothing about bypassing the counter, picked up the medicine bottle on the shelf, tried it, and found that he could not put it into the equipment bar. His mood was suddenly not so beautiful, Jin Cheng smiled and said, "So much, if it can be taken away, Yongye City must not go bankrupt?"
Tangcuo "can't take it away, at least it can be used."
The medicines on the shelf, in addition to the ordinary healing medicines, there are different kinds of sleeping medicines, detoxification medicines, psychedelics, etc. The bottles are marked with Chinese characters.
Yongye City rarely has such an intimate moment, but it is helpless that Tangcuo's pocket is not big enough to hold many things. He picked up a few practical bottles, and the rest could be taken later.
Jin Cheng was very keen on researching crystal balls, and he searched for a long time in the store. He didn't find anything like a potion formula or magic spell, which was quite regrettable.
The scrolls on the shelf looked like it, but they couldn't open it, they were afraid to break it, so they could only put it on hold.
"Such a store didn't trigger the task, it's unscientific." Jin Cheng said.
"There is no science here, this is magic." Tang Cuo confessed to him.
While they were talking, the two walked into the next store. After they had just walked in, they heard the familiar "ding" and the task came.
"Trigger side mission-Cecilia's bakery."
"Traveler from a foreign land, welcome to the country of Yueyin. The annual flower festival is coming again. Beautiful Cecilia is going to the well of time to fetch water. She is temporarily unable to visit her shop. Please help her She will appreciate the delivery of the bread ordered by the guest."
After hearing this, Tang Cuo looked into the store, and layers of fragrant bread lay on the shelves by the window. On the counter were placed three bamboo baskets covered with blue floral cloth.
There are some places where the bread is toasted, the fire is still burning, and the smell of fragrance comes out of it.
Open the task panel.
Lunar country
Death of the first poet
Mainline finds Bard Lancelot
Secilia's Bakery
Send the bread in the bamboo basket to the guests (03)
It was so simple and clear, Jin Cheng vowed that he had never encountered a task that was simpler than this since he entered Yongye City. Send bread, referred to as takeaway, also known as errands.
Jin Cheng "Is there really anyone in this city?"
Tang Cuo picked up the small notes kept in each bamboo basket and recorded the names and addresses of each guest, Jack Jr., Aunt Anna, and Mr. Gilbert.
"Go and see." he said.