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Chapter Four Hundred And Fifty Two: Squeeze The Wool
Chapter Four Hundred and Fifty Two: Squeeze the Wool
Mistakes, sometimes it sounds like a fluffy sentence, but it can cause many tragedies.
Zuolun is now homeless, and Lin Fan never thought of letting Zuolun return to the main city of Pulse.
The only task he received was to find the trace of the left wheel, and now that the task had been completed, he didn't intend to do anything redundant.
"What are you going to do next?" Out of humanitarianism, Lin Fan asked casually.
"I don't know either. But after all, I don't want to go back to the main city, and I don't want to go back to Xinshou Village, No. 226. There is no "780" my relatives there anymore."
I don't belong anymore.
It's just my father's bones. Does your lord know where his bones are? As a son, I have brought such a disaster to him. Up to now, there is no way to make up for it. I can only find a way to bring back his bones and bury him properly. "
After a while, Zuo Lun barely controlled his emotions, and said with a sad expression.
"Your father's bones have been properly buried on the back hill of Xinshou Village No. 226. If you want to move the grave, you can see it when you go there. It is very obvious. I personally participated in the burial. No one should be able to Play tricks."
After learning that the tailor had been killed, even though he was pressed for time, Lin Fan still spared half an hour to personally watch the tailor's body being buried before going to the main city of Darkmoon to carry out his special mission.
"Thank you very much. You can't repay your kindness and virtue. If there is a need in the future, even if it is a cow, I will repay your kindness."
Although for Lin Fan, it only took half an hour to stare at it, but for Zuo Luan, this is a great kindness.
His reaction was not exaggerated, Lin Fan nodded, not rejecting Zuo Lun's gratitude.
Regarding Zuolun, Lin Fan already knew about it, and what to do next was Zuolun's own decision, and he didn't intend to interfere further.
Regarding the wild monsters here, he didn't intend to have too many negotiations with them. He just wants to brush monsters and collect wool now.
So he turned around and left, and returned to the most intense place of the battlefield, where countless players and wild monsters were fighting.
Regarding the matter of pulling wool, Lin Fan is already a good hand. It is quick and easy to kill wild monsters, saving time and effort, which is extremely enviable.
Now panting after chopping monsters, Tomahawk Steak watched Lin Fan beheading all the wild monsters around him like he was chopping vegetables and fruiting melons, and couldn't help saying enviously.
"Brother Fan is Brother Fan, you can't explain it."
While saying this, Tomahawk Steak led the other members of the guild, and slowly retreated to the main city with Lin Fan.
After an hour of fighting, the players with the best physical strength are already very tired.
Many players were originally strong, but lost their sense of proportion because of exhaustion, were killed by wild monsters, and lost a piece of equipment in vain.
However, some guilds and players who had the foresight slowly began to retreat to the main city before their physical strength was exhausted, and decided to rest for a while before participating in the battlefield.
The battle of defending the city is a huge war, the enemies are overwhelming and endless, and the number of their players and NPCs is scarce, so it is impossible to end it soon.
Fortunately, during the period when most of the players reached the exhaustion stage and withdrew to the main city, or died directly and returned to the resurrection point, the city lord's work in the main city seemed to have been completed. With his 2,000 garrison The army rushed to the battlefield and stabilized the situation in an instant...
And because Lin Fan's physical strength was still at its peak, he mixed in with the wild monsters who kept beheading in the garrison. I have no intention of going back to rest at all.
The players rested for about half an hour, and then they were able to join the battle again. They just kept going back and forth like this. After a whole day passed, this war was still an evenly matched war.
The center of the battlefield has turned into a huge meat grinder, countless players and wild monsters died in the center of the battlefield. Countless players and wild monsters continued to fight.
If it weren't for the influence of the game settings here, after the wild monsters die, they will turn into light spots, leaving only equipment and materials, and after the player dies, the corpses will also disappear. If the whole person returns to the resurrection point, I am afraid that the corpses in the center of the battlefield It can already be piled up into a mountain.
As night fell, it was supposed to be the time for the enemy and us to retreat, but this situation can only occur on the battlefield between humans.
For many wild monsters, night 0.0 night is the peak period of their activities, and it is also the time when their strength is the strongest.
For the pulsating main city, the arrival of night represents the arrival of the greatest crisis.
"The most powerful part of the wild monsters has not yet made a move. Night should be the time for them to make a move. During the day, they can only be evenly matched. At night, why do you defend the pulse main city?"
After fighting for a whole day, Lin Fan was not only physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted. He returned to the city wall and looked at the city lord who had been standing on the top of the city wall without making a move. He really didn't understand what Lord Bai meant. .