Chapter 907: The Emerald Dream
"I'm going to clean the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj. You should explore it by yourself first. If you have any quests, you can pick them up. Just follow the prompts." This time, the monkey also finished queuing up, and hurriedly threw a sentence at Huang Yi , seems to be rushing to do something important.
"Go!" Huang Yi nodded, not caring, just playing alone.
He played very carefully, carefully watched the plot of each mission, and was reluctant to discard every piece of equipment he got, gradually feeling some pure happiness.
"Grass! Black beetle!" At this moment, the monkey suddenly yelled excitedly, and the voice was even slightly distorted, so sharp that it could be heard almost in the entire Internet cafe.
The rest of the players in the Internet cafe immediately turned their heads to look at the monkey. Huang Yi and Li Qiang were also startled by the monkey's cry, and turned their heads to look at him.
"Monkey, why are you so excited?" Li Qiang looked at Monkey strangely and asked.
Monkey was slightly embarrassed, but his tone was still very excited. He lowered his voice, pointed at the computer screen, and said to Li Qiang, "How can we not be excited! The leader of our regiment actually has a black beetle mount!"
"What is a black beetle mount? Is it powerful?" Huang Yi asked casually, looking at the monkey's computer screen.
On that screen, a player was riding a black spider-like beetle, surrounded by many players, all seemed to be watching the mount.
The monkey swallowed his throat, shook the mouse, looked at the black beetle on the screen in all directions, and said enviously: "Of course it's amazing! This is the only one in the whole server! We all players in the server will do Anchor to open the door together!" The world quest, but only one person can get this mount! This is even rarer than the epic orange outfit, only he can have it in the whole server, and no one else can have it!"
"What's the only one. Shit! It's only unique on the server. World of Warcraft has at least dozens of servers, and each server has a beetle, so there are at least dozens of beetles in total!" At this time, Li Qiang curled his lips. Said indifferently.
"Huh? The server is the only one..." Hearing Li Qiang's words, Huang Yi seemed to be hit by a ray of light, and his mind suddenly became enlightened!
When he was choosing the World of Warcraft regional server just now, a light flashed in his mind, but that thought was incomplete, and now he suddenly heard Li Qiang's words. His thoughts suddenly became clear.
How similar is this black beetle in World of Warcraft to his epic equipment in the second world?
In the second world,
Every piece of legendary or epic equipment is unique. Because behind these equipment, there is a unique history. Like his bloody battle, it was historically the weapon used by Emperor Somlet himself, without a semicolon. Out of the 10 billion players in the entire second world, only he can have it, and it is impossible for others to get the second one!
But he had speculated before that the sharp sword should also have a bloody sword, and might even have some other legendary epic equipment on him. Since legendary and epic gear is unique, how does Sword get those gears?
Huang Yi has been puzzled by this question, he can only guess that the sword has a means of copying equipment. But exactly how this is achieved is not clear.
In his previous imagination, if there is such a method as equipment duplication, it should be a life skill similar to equipment manufacturing, using some precious materials to make a piece of the same equipment.
If this is the method, then Sharp Sword should borrow the equipment from him and then imitate it. It is impossible to ask him for the process of obtaining these equipment.
The sharp sword wants Huang Yi to obtain the equipment on his body, obviously to repeat this experience.
But obviously, the Second World cannot repeat such an experience. Like Huang Yi's first legend - the footsteps of the doomsday messenger. That was obtained in Bailong Lake. Even if Li Jian knew how to obtain this piece of equipment, if he went to Bailong Lake again, he would not be able to obtain the second piece of footprints of the doomsday messenger.
Looking at it now, if the second world has multiple servers like World of Warcraft more than a hundred years ago. Then all this can be perfectly explained. The uniqueness of legendary and epic equipment is only unique in one server, but it can be obtained again in another server.
If Lijian is on another server in the second world, then he can go to Bailong Lake again and get the footsteps of the messenger of doom. Any piece of legendary epic equipment can be regained in this way. Therefore, what the sword needs is Huang Yi's equipment acquisition process, and Huang Yi's experience of obtaining those legendary epic equipment must be repeated on another server.
But soon, Huang Yi frowned again. This speculation has a fatal flaw - only online games from more than a hundred years ago can distinguish between servers, but the second world is not a game from more than a hundred years ago! There is no distinction between regional servers! If it wasn't for this trial, he wouldn't even know that online games need to be divided into servers. After all, this is a technology more than a hundred years ago, and it has long been eliminated by history.
The second world no longer has the concept of distinguishing between servers. Everyone in the world is in one server. It is impossible for Time Inc. to set up a separate server for Li Jian!
Taking a step back, even if there are two servers in the second world, the servers should not interfere with each other. If Li Jian was on another server, then Huang Yi would not be able to see him, and it would be impossible for the two to meet.
Since it wasn't because of the regional servers, how did the sword do all of this? Huang Yi fell into a new question.
"Hey! When will World of Warcraft release a new server! I also want a black beetle!" At this moment, the monkey's sigh pulled Huang Yi back from his thoughts.
While thinking, Huang Yi continued to manipulate the keyboard and mouse, playing his own World of Warcraft, and continued to shuttle in the night elf forest.
Gradually, after an hour and a half, those students went offline again and went back to school to attend classes, but the monkey stayed on the seat, seeming to be engrossed in the game.
"Monkey, why don't you go back to class?" Li Qiang turned to look at Monkey and asked.
"Ah? Class? Is this the case?" The monkey suddenly regained his composure, switched the computer screen, and looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. Sure enough, it was time for last night's self-study.
He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Forget it, I won't go to class. Our homeroom teacher is away on a business trip, so he probably won't come to check at night." After speaking, he switched to the World of Warcraft screen and continued playing.
Li Qiang lit a cigarette, patted the monkey on the shoulder, and smiled slightly: "You are the same as I was when I played legends. You often skipped classes to play, and later you even risked your way into college!"
There were fewer and fewer people in the Internet cafe. Huang Yi, Li Qiang, and Hou Zi sat side by side, playing their respective games.
"Let the autumn wind take away my thoughts and tears, and I have been waiting quietly at the place where we met..." The public speakers in the Internet cafe are still playing popular songs, and the sad melody is floating in the air .
"Do you want fried rice and fried noodles?" Suddenly, a middle-aged woman with a loud voice approaching from far to near, carrying a plate with several empty bowls on it, walked around the Internet cafe, shouting as she walked.
"Boss, bring me an egg fried rice." Soon, some netizens waved at the middle-aged woman and shouted in a hurry, but they didn't take their eyes off the computer screen, playing the game against the clock.
"I'm so hungry, let's go! I'll invite you two to have supper." At this moment, Li Qiang touched his stomach suddenly and said, then turned to look at Monkey and Huang Yi.
"Okay! It's a rare treat for Brother Qiang. I just finished brushing the dungeon here. When I come back from supper, I will go to the task of the Emerald Dream." Monkey nodded immediately, stood up, and said with a smile.
Huang Yi didn't refuse either, he only had 80 yuan left, so it's natural to ask for a treat now.
The three hung up the phone together, left the Internet cafe, went down the stairs, and went to the street outside.
On the street, dim yellow street lamps were shining, occasionally some cars drove by on the road, and the night snack shops on the street were very lively. There are also some roadside stalls on the street, doing the business of spicy soup, fried noodles and fried rice. Many diners are sitting in the open air, drinking beer, eating supper, chatting loudly, full of the atmosphere of the market.
Li Qiang spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth, and said quietly: "I still remember five years ago, my brothers who were playing legends together, often went to the Zhaohuang food stall next to the Chenjiang River, ordered a pot of spicy snails, and bought a few bottles of beer. Looking at Chenjiang while drinking, chatting about the things in the legend, the days like gods... Alas! I will never go back."
"Then where are they going now?" the monkey yawned and asked.
"Some have joined the army, some have gone to Dongguan to work, and one brother is in prison! I am the only one left to play. As for the brothers I met in the game, I don't even have contact information. "Li Qiang sighed, his eyes were slightly moist, "Go! Let me invite you to Zhaohuang Food Stall to relive the old days." After that, he took the lead and walked forward.
Ten minutes later, the three of Huang Yi came to a river. On the shore not far ahead, there is a bustling food stall.
There are some diners in the food stalls eating supper there, some are eating crayfish, some are eating snail noodles.
The dim light bulbs in the food stalls shone in the nearby river, sparkling, and the cool night wind blew in gusts. Eating supper and drinking beer by the river is indeed quite a pleasant thing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)