Global Monster Online

After giving the choice, Xi Menyu became very quiet. He knew that it would take some time to think about it, and because it was an active invitation, he still had to take on the various problems that would arise next.

Zhao Nan did not exceed Ximenyu's expectations, and was indeed thinking about some issues. Things that he could not understand before, or could not explain, or felt that there was no reason at all, seemed to have got the correct answer because of the coma before the catastrophe.

"After logging in, the so-called fraud blocker organization should have been in contact immediately."

"After all, the organization has been established before, so this kind of thing is very normal."

Ximenyu answered calmly.

"how many people?"

"This can't be made public...Of course, if you have already joined, it's not a secret." Simon cocked his legs and suddenly said, "But I can tell you that people nowadays are not as long as they started."

Even the cheaters may die in various missions, or die in the monster siege. They are indeed a month ahead, but they have to experience it again. If you don't use your advantages, you will capsize yourself at any time.

The only thing that Zhao Nan couldn't understand was how those unconscious people appeared. Is it selected, or is it random? What is the standard... Is there a standard? He tried to take a few things, but found that he knew too little.

"Just like the'Strategy Team' that appeared in this'Convergence Conference', what is your purpose?" Zhao Nan asked.

"To some extent, it's actually similar to the nature of the'Strategic Team'." Ximenyu appeared particularly quiet, and her voice suddenly rang louder, "Of course, after the strategy is over. Naturally, some prizes are needed."

He propped up his body vigorously, with a zealous look, "For example, can this power that can change the world...can be controlled in his hands?"

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Zhao Nan sighed and shook his head, "Even if the control is in his hands, how should it be distributed? It is not very different from daydreaming. There are tens of thousands of unconscious people. Even if it is only one-tenth. The number of people who can live to this day is also several thousand. It is impossible for all of them to be unified. And at present, it seems that the people in your organization have separated things and developed independently from the beginning. This is an extremely loose organization. You can't let it be. For people to do things, others can't do things for you. The so-called common goal, as long as there is one person, "I only need to get this kind of thing," this kind of idea..."

Words of this kind of thinking.

Zhao Nan suddenly stopped talking and looked up at Xi Menyu. The face that was so close in front of him, as if it were natural, made him whisper: "Finally...found it."

"You. Split."

"There are a few different voices." Ximenyu sat back in his original position, looking particularly calm, "Let's stop here today."

Zhao Nan nodded muran, "Remember to close the door when you go out."

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"Hey, people have been gone for a long time."

Finina walked in with a stack of delicately placed fruit bowls. The black tea on the coffee table had already cooled down, and Zhao Nan was lying quietly on the solo sofa.

"What are you thinking about?"

Finina sat down from the side and stretched out her hand to pull Zhao Nan's head down her waist, "The Lord of the City. It seems to have said something terrible to you."

Zhao Nan smiled bitterly: "It's more than terrible."

"Can it be solved?"

"It can't be solved." Zhao Nan pursed her lower lip, feeling that this kind of words made herself unconvinced. So the voice was lighter, "For now."

Finina smiled, her hands pressed against Zhao Nan's cheeks, and gently lifted up, her forehead against her forehead, and the tip of her nose against the tip of her nose. "The Zhao Nan I know is a person who can stand alone against thousands of flying monsters. He is a person who retreats from four fantasy dungeons. He is the lord of Tingfeng City, a level 5 city. He can send out violent storms. Attacking man. But not such a little man like mother-in-law."

Simply speaking in terms of age. Zhao Nan seemed to be a little man before Finina. Zhao Nan suddenly wanted to laugh.

So I laughed, and then Finina said, "It's also a person who laughs when you want to laugh, and pretends to be forced."

"Supper is ready."

"What kind of dishes are there tonight?"

"Just look at it." Finina flicked on his forehead, "I'll be full anyway."

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On the dining table, the sumptuous dishes were already placed, and only a few people would sit down, but Zhao Nan was the only one left.

Ximenyu left, and everyone seemed hesitant to say what he was doing. Naturally, Zhao Nan would not talk about the fraudsters. Xi Menyu is not really a fool, he dare to say, naturally, Zhao Nan will not reveal it casually.

But what Zhao Nan had heard from the people of Haidian and Ximenyu before and after today was enough confusion. So even if I want to perfuse the past, I find that there is no better rhetoric.

"correct."

Yanan suddenly said, "I bought a newspaper when I came back. Would you like to read it?"

"newspaper?"

Newspapers are not unfamiliar to everyone except Catwoman. Finina knew this kind of thing because she was in the fantasy copy.

Zhao Nan's heart moved, knowing that Xiao Nan was giving this dinner a small change in the atmosphere, so he smiled and said: "It should be an intelligence newspaper? It is hosted by the castle lord of Dongyuan City, and there are some people. , To write down what happened between players, you can also just submit articles, write out the strategy of the tasks you have done, and depending on the intensity of the tasks, you can get different degrees of manuscript fees."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yanan nodded slightly excitedly: "I have bought a lot, so there is no need to fight!"

"You should order it, someone will deliver it specially."

"Speaking of Brother Nan, how do you know so clearly?" Xiongyou bit his chopsticks and squinted. "It feels as if you knew it earlier than us."

Zhao Nan's expression remained unchanged and said, "I have visited many cities during this period of time."

Xiongyou didn't doubt, Xiao Nan handed over an intelligence newspaper and turned it over with interest. At this stage, there are very few inquiries from players, and most of them are obtained through conversations. The emergence of such a newspaper allows players to use a specific channel to contact more game consultations, which is naturally very popular.

Zhao Nan was also watching, squinting. Look at the past-in the past, most of his secrets about the game were obtained through intelligence newspapers.

When Dongyuan City's intelligence newspaper was first produced, it was already very mature. I heard that the editor-in-chief of this newspaper was a senior reporter at a newspaper before the disaster. I don't know where Xi Menyu dug out such talents. But it is undeniable that the editor-in-chief is indeed very easy to grasp the psychology of the current players.

In the intelligence newspaper, most of the contents of the mission strategy. Only the next part is some gossip.

"The task of hiding the class-the dungeon of the undead!"

Suddenly, Xiongyou exclaimed in a low voice, reading one of the messages incredulously, "Someone will provide this kind of thing?"

Yanan said amused: "You can see the contents clearly."

A player accidentally broke into a dungeon while doing a serial mission. He spent several days in the dungeon, but was lucky enough to get a hidden job. But through his observation, there should be other hidden career scrolls in this dungeon.

Zhao Nan scooped up the creamy borscht with a spoon while watching the content of the message. The matter in his mind about the black princess Finina and the cheaters has come to a dead end. Without more reference information, it is difficult to make any judgments. For this kind of thing, he needs to use other things to stimulate his inspiration.

"He has gained enough benefits."

Zhao Nan swallowed a sip of borscht, "If he doesn't tell the dungeon, it will be discovered by other players sooner or later. Instead of this, it is better to buy an information newspaper and get a high reward."

"So that's it." Xiongyou turned his gaze, and suddenly patted the desk hard: "Yes!"

Boom——!

The things on the table shook suddenly. Little Lolita snapped and stared at her boyfriend's position, because of this special shock, she accidentally splashed the creamy yellow soup on the four sides of her mouth and slid down the smooth skin.

Drop by drop.

"Master Xiongyou, please pay attention, you scared the little master!"

Catwoman protested dissatisfiedly, while carefully wiping little Lolita. Xiongyou scratched his head awkwardly, "I actually thought that since there are other hidden professions in this dungeon, why don't we go take a look?"

Zhao Nan looked at Xiongyou's gaze, and his gaze naturally fell on one person-Yanan.

"Brother Nan, look. Xiaonan is still an ordinary job here." Xiongyou folded his hands and squinted: "Although Pandora's transformation is very powerful, it can't be maintained forever? Look..."

"Good." Zhao Nan didn't hesitate.

For those who are willing to stay in his team, Zhao Nan can't be stingy with such an opportunity to become stronger, so he made a decision: "After dinner, let's set off."

"So fast?" Xiongyou said in surprise.

Zhao Nan hates that iron cannot become a steel track: "The newspapers are all written off, and the day lilies will be cold until tomorrow!"

"Brother Nan...but didn't you say that you plan to meet an old friend in Dongyuan City?" Yanan said with his eyes open.

Zhao Nan shook his head: "It's not anxious for a while. Things are more urgent."

If Zhao Nan remembers correctly, the newspaper was only printed at five o'clock in the evening. The boss behind the intelligence newspaper is Xi Menyu, a young and powerful fox.

If he didn't act in advance, he would be a hell.