I Became a God in a Horror Game: 167, rose factory

Liu Jiayi didn't say anything, but she did think so, otherwise she wouldn't have gone ashore to count flowers with Bai Liu as soon as the hour came.

"And the game has already given us a hint." Bai Liu's tone was flat, "You don't have to work honestly to get effective promotion, or to put it another way, working honestly is the stupidest way to get promoted."

"In the real world, the most direct way to get promoted is usually to plunder the fruits of others' labor."

"So when we can't work directly to get the corresponding rewards, there is only one way in front of us, which is to grab the petals picked by other flower pickers, but the problem is that these flower pickers are all NPCs. Offending most of the npcs inside is not a very wise approach, just like blatantly snatching the fruits of other people's labor in the workplace is something that idiots will do, because offending colleagues who still work together is planting the ground for your future workplace. Hidden danger."

Bai Liu sat up and patted the dirt on his body. He turned his head and looked at Liu Jiayi: "From this point of view, then we have to choose a more reasonable plundering channel."

"Refugees." Liu Jiayi looked directly at Bai Liu, and she quickly answered Bai Liu's words.

Bai Liu stood up, and he also pulled Liu Jiayi up, patted the ashes on her body, and explained: "Yes, there is no more suitable way to plunder than refugees."

"The refugees in this game may be monsters or NPCs. According to the processor who brought us here, these refugees will steal rose petals. We don't need to directly confront other flower pickers. , we just need to **** the roses stolen by the refugees."

"But the premise of all this is—" Bai Liu patted Liu Jiayi on the shoulder, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, that kind of smile that is particularly business-like and hypocritical at first glance, and rod read, "Our little witch can perfectly kill these Refugees, **** the roses."

Liu Jiayi looked at Bai Liu silently, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching: "...you planned it from the beginning, right?"

But then she frowned: "But this plan is not safe, you are very dangerous."

In fact, Liu Jiayi also thought of this method, but she was not sure what level the monsters in this third-level game were, and whether she could fight against them smoothly, so she never brought it up—Of course Liu Jiayi did not expect Bai Liu to be a level. Only f, and now the player who has barely risen to c, is against a monster in a third-level game.

In other words, it has something to do with her personality, Liu Jiayi is too used to resisting everything by herself.

She subconsciously imagined herself standing in front of Bai Liu, protecting her other companions - attack and protection, poison and antidote, this is the duty of a witch, and it is also the reason why Liu Jiayi became a witch.

But when she is not sure whether she can perfectly protect her companions, Liu Jiayi will hesitate—she will be the main attack, and Bai Liu belongs to a vacuum state without protection, which has a mortality rate as high as 90%. In the third level game, it is really risky.

But Bai Liu just neutralized her hesitation.

Bai Liu smiled: "Of course I am dangerous, but obviously you are more dangerous, but this is the most cost-effective path, we have no reason to hesitate."

He lowered his hand and casually wiped the mud sticking to Liu Jiayi's right eye with his thumb, interrupting her hesitant movement: "You just need to do what you have to do, don't worry about me , I will cooperate with you to attack. If you are unsuccessful, we will probably die together. If you succeed, we will pass the level together. In this game, it is not cost-effective for the two of us to survive only one—because we still have to be together To win greater victories.”

Bai Liu looked directly at Liu Jiayi with those eyes full of roses: "Do you understand what I mean? I will stand with you on the line of attack to cover you. We are a cooperative relationship."

Liu Jiayi was just slightly taken aback, opened Bai Liu's hand to wipe the stain on her, then turned her head and took a deep breath: "Understood, so what are we going to do now?"

"Wait." Bai Liu looked into the distance, "When these refugees who stole roses are 'ripe', then we will pick these refugees instead of roses."

Liu Jiayi asked: "When do you think these refugees will be considered 'mature'?"

"When they come to attack us, the two flower pickers with the lowest harvest, I think these refugees are almost mature." Bai Liu glanced sideways at the sack containing rose petals that he randomly placed on the ground, "Usually, this kind of behavior of robbing the harvest should be from high to low. When these refugees come to attack us, it means that they have already attacked other flower pickers who have higher harvests than us-even if there are For an unsuccessful attack, I think there must be at least 80kg of rose weight."

"So before that, we'd better be prepared for the refugees to attack." That's what Liu Jiayi said, but she didn't go down to the field at all, and she stood a little far away from the rose field.

The place where they were resting was some distance away from the flower field, but the moment Liu Jiayi stepped back, Bai Liu also retreated smoothly, standing a little further away from the flower field.

——Liu Jiayi's senses are more sensitive than his, she must have heard something when she stepped back.

There are some things between Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi that need not be stated clearly, and they will also take consistent actions-such as picking for an hour to go ashore to count the number, and stop working if they find too little, such as the current far away from the flower field.

At this point, according to common sense, the refugees should have started attacking the flower pickers in the flower field, but looking around, the flower field is peaceful and peaceful, except for the floating fireflies and the laborers, there are no strange people or monsters at all. Appear.

This unreasonable scene can only explain two situations——

The first situation is that the refugees have not yet started attacking the flower pickers in the flower fields around them.

The second situation is that the refugees did not attack from the flower fields, they came down from the ground.

Therefore, Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu did not go to the ground because of this level of consideration-they observed that the scene on the ground was too peaceful, so they had to consider whether there would be any moths under the ground.

The flower fields in front of them began to undulate slowly, swaying into red sea waves under the moonlight, and a seemingly absent sound of rattling vines began to spread in the air.

Liu Jiayi put her hands behind her back vigilantly, and the black poison contained in the glass bottle slowly appeared in her palm.

[System prompt: Does player Liu Jiayi use skills (poison)? 】

[System prompt: Yes... The poison is being produced in batches, the skill cooldown time is 1 hour, and the physical strength of the player Liu Jiayi is dropping sharply...]

Liu Jiayi took out eight bottles of poison from behind her, and she held the neck of each poison bottle firmly between her fingers with two fingers.

Each bottle of poison was full, and a deep black smoke filled the air from the bottle, covering her instantly. A black robe covering her body.

"Bai Liu, my poison skill has entered cooldown, and it will be an hour before I use it next time." Liu Jiayi approached Bai Liu, and she and Bai Liu faced Huatian back to back, with a serious tone, "I also have an overdraft skill with potential s, called Poison Fountain."

Liu Jiayi opened her system panel and turned to show Bai Liu the skill explanation on the panel.

[System Description: Personal Skill (Poison Fountain) - Causes indiscriminate slow-release damage to all players within the range. After using this skill, the player Liu Jiayi's stamina bar is exhausted, because the player Liu Jiayi's body is relatively young , the sequelae of depleting the stamina bar will be very serious, and will cause serious stiffness effects such as immobilization of the body]

"These are the only skills I can do as the main attack." Liu Jiayi looked at the waves of roses slowly swaying from the sky, her face and tone became serious, "The monsters in the third-level dungeon are generally above A+ , I can take on the main attack with a small number of monsters of this level, but if it is a group attack of this scale, my explosive quick attack will not be able to wipe out all the monsters at once!"

"I will fall into the wheel station, and I can only rely on blood recovery, but my skills are already cooling down, and the mental bleach is ineffective. Now that the soldiers are approaching the city, it is not realistic to find the weaknesses of these monsters to restrain them." Liu Jiayi looked up. Xiang Bailiu, "The winning rate is too low, do you still want to fight?"

As a back-line healer, Liu Jiayi is the primary criterion for judging when she is doing tasks-for her, as long as she can survive and her life is still there, she still has a chance.

But Bai Liu's judgment standard is not like this. He is very decisive: "Fight, we can try if we have a winning rate. You can take charge of the main attack. I have a way."

Liu Jiayi didn't have time to ask Bai Liu what to do, the situation in the game is ever-changing, especially for a new game without any relevant information, one can only formulate a countermeasure based on the real-time situation and the skills and reserves of the players—— This is also called tactics in the league.

With the monster already attacking her, Liu Jiayi had no choice but to believe in Bai Liu's on-the-spot command and tactical skills.

Although Hearts intends to train Liu Jiayi into the next generation of tactical masters, so far Liu Jiayi has at least got five s-level reserve players in the rounds in which she has practiced tactics, and a c-level player like Bai Liu. Liu Jiayi has really never played a third-level game with A-level support.

In other words, it is impossible for Liu Jiayi to try to confront head-on in this kind of game-the winning rate is too low, it is easy to overturn, and it does not conform to her tactical aesthetics.

But now the person controlling the field is not her, but Bai Liu.

Bai Liu's tactical aesthetics is just one word - no matter how low the winning rate is, as long as the winning rate is non-zero and accompanied by high reward games, he must take a gamble and give it a try.

Bai Liu pulled out a snow-white bone whip from behind without sloppiness, the roses in his eyes stretched tenderly, and he looked at the surging rose field.