My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

"Really handsome."

Scardog looked at Brother Jiang's back, and couldn't help smacking his tongue: "I also want something like this, this special effect is already full, a rose is born with it, and after it leaves, For its withered gentleman."

"Good, good, really good."

"This is too gentleman."

After that, he didn't delay any longer, and strode towards Brother Jiang's back. Without him opening the door of illusion, Brother Jiang couldn't walk back under the World Tree, right? That would probably take a year and a half.

The area of ​​this planet is many times larger than that of the orange star.

And Chen Jiang and others who arrived at the bottom of the world tree, after hastily packed up some things, then went to sit in front of the little bun and grill some meat to eat, chatting with their mother while eating.

Yes, they really have nothing to do.

There is currently no global activity, and because of the existence of Scar Dog, almost everything has become the existence of perpetual motion machines, and they do not need to do anything at all.

For example, the human-shaped pile driver of the perpetual motion machine provides them with nearly 100,000 one-star props every day.

For another example, the energy block production machine of the perpetual motion machine does not need them to do anything, just let those mechanical slaves continue to free fall.

For another example, the high-speed reproduction machine of the perpetual motion machine has nothing to do with them. It has not been shut down since it was started. As long as those garbage generators are guaranteed a very high frequency of collisions every day, they will produce nearly every day. Millions of one-star props.

"This is how technology changes lives."

Scardog took out a piece of barbecue in front of him and kept rolling on the fire, and said with emotion: "It's just that technology so far doesn't seem to be able to improve these things at our entrance. Brother Jiang, when are we going to catch a cook and come back."

"Go catch it tomorrow."

Chen Jiang stared at the dark barbecue in front of him and couldn't help sighing: "I swear, I don't think much of what you eat and cook in my life."

"cough."

Scar Dog coughed slightly embarrassedly: "Some food is good, and I can't do anything else. When I get a cook back, I can eat what a normal person should eat."

"Come."

He casually placed a piece of dark roasted meat in front of the little dumpling with a serious face: "Mom, the craftsmanship is a bit poor, sorry, you can try it too, and if the taste is still good, see if you can give us another global Event design orders or something."

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Wang Jili stared blankly at the report on the tablet in front of him without saying a word. He suddenly found that he seemed to think things too simply. This time, the loss of control of the Arena of Ten Thousand Races really affected many planets.

It also turned some groceries on these planets into useless one-star props.

Originally thought that the acquisition process would be easy, but in fact it was not easy at all.

Although those groceries do not have the effect of props, their own attributes still exist, and the purchase price will definitely not be lower than the price of the groceries themselves, especially when they have become props in the current period.

Even if it is a useless prop, it is not a prop.

In this case, coupled with the manpower and material resources spent on arranging people to purchase in many cities on each planet, coupled with transportation costs, and some embarrassing people, the cost has begun to rise sharply!

After all, hundreds of millions of star coins can only buy less than a few million one-star items.

Yes, rascals.

Those tricksters saw that someone was spending money to buy the one-star props that were useless in their hands. One by one, the lions opened their mouths and asked for the price, thinking it was a worthless treasure.

Wu Xinxing only spent tens of millions of star coins to buy the million one-star props from Liu Deping, and his cost was even higher than the direct purchase of one-star props.

The most important thing is, as far as he knows, this time Wu Jingxian has provided Jiang Cheng with a large number of one-star props. Even if he spends such a high cost to collect these one-star props, he will not be able to leave a deep impression on Jiang Cheng. impression.

"Stop the acquisition."

Wang Jili sighed, and gave some weak orders to go down, then leaned back on the boss chair, put his feet on the desk, raised his eyebrows with one finger, lowered his eyes, and began to think about it.

And when Wang Jili closed his eyes.

The lights in the office gradually dimmed, and the curtains were automatically drawn, and a relatively soft pure music sounded slowly from the speakers embedded in every corner of the office.

At least tens of millions.

At least ten million level one-star props are required to reap Jiang Cheng's friendship, so that Jiang Cheng can help himself as he helped Wu Jingxing!

This backer is not just the backer of Wu Xingxin alone, as long as he provides enough benefits, Jiang Cheng can also be his backer!

Let him think.

It didn't take long for a snoring sound to come from the office. He was too sleepy. Since he came back from the Rose Club, he hadn't closed his eyes. At this time, he closed his eyes and fell asleep involuntarily.

Soon, three days passed like this.

During these three days, all forces were at peace with each other.

There was no movement on Chen Jiang's side, and there was no movement on the outside, and everything seemed to have returned to peace.

It's just that under this peace, I don't know how many undercurrents are surging.

"The next global event will be a large battlefield copy."

Scar Dog sat on a stone and reported: "I went to the No. 1024 central control base to have a look. The next global event will start in 6 hours."

"The content of this dungeon may be more brutal."

"A dungeon belonging to the slaughter category. All players will be assigned to several huge battlefields. The total number of players is one million, which is about 500,000 local players and 500,000 foreign players."

"There is no distinction between races, there is no discrimination, which is extremely beneficial for some races."

"For example, 500,000 Human Race players, against 500,000 Titan players, would definitely be at a disadvantage."

"For example, 500,000 human players, against 500,000 Zerg players, this Zerg player is definitely on the disadvantaged side."

"After all, the advantage of the Zerg players is to use the number of people to crush the enemy, but when the number of people is the same, the advantage of the Zerg players will disappear instantly, or even cease to exist."

"This battlefield is a vast plain, and when two players land on this plain, they will be far away from each other. This time can be used to unlock various buildings and some stronger bunkers."

"Yes, this dungeon is more complicated. When players land on this plain, they will have a **** in their hand, and this **** can be used to dig the ground to obtain certain soil resources, and these resources can unlock various Building towers."

"For example, automatic machine gun fortresses, bow towers, watchtowers, laser towers, or a variety of buildings such as defensive fortresses."

"It's kind of like a Red Alert game."

"It is necessary to send players to harass the enemy while developing and constantly unlocking buildings. This is a million-level battlefield, and once it starts, it will be extremely chaotic."

"It's a very difficult copy with a high mortality rate."

"Is it very difficult?"

Li Hao said with a slightly strange expression: "I don't think we should consider unlocking any buildings at all, right? After the arrival of a "giant super world destroyer" thrown on the enemy's head, it should be almost all over. "

"Well, that's true for us, but it's more dangerous for other Terran players. After all, this dungeon will only end if one party's death rate reaches 95%."

"The ending conditions are relatively loose. It does not need to be completely wiped out. It only needs to make the enemy's death rate reach 95% to end it. In theory, if you are strong, you can successfully end the event."

"Good."

Chen Jiang was lying on the rocking chair, raised his brows lightly and said with a smile: "Just to test the appearance of the battery's full firepower."

Soon, six hours passed.

A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of all players.

"Global Announcement!"

"The global event 'Bloody Battlefield' has officially started!"

"Players of all races will enter the event and will be assigned to a vast plain. There will be two teams of race players on a plain, each with 500,000 players."

"The following are the rules of the event!"

"1: After entering the plain ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, you will get a hoe. This **** can help you quickly obtain soil resources and use it to unlock various buildings."

"2: In a plain, when one player's death count reaches 95%, the event ends, and the other player wins, and the winning player can freely choose whether to support other players in the battlefield. The winning player chooses to support and will go to other players. In a battlefield with players of your own family, if you choose to refuse support, you will quit the event and come to the position before the event.”

"3: Killing enemies can also plunder their soil resources to unlock buildings faster."

"4: Killing the enemy can get blood points, and blood points can help you upgrade the power of the buildings you make, making your buildings more powerful, and when the event is completely over, your blood points can be used in the blood Shop to buy some props."

"Good luck everyone!"

"Event countdown: 00:00:59!"

"Um?"

Scar Dog said with a slightly weird face: "If I don't have dazzling eyes, what does the rules of this event seem to say, after winning players can freely choose whether to support other battlefields containing their own players?"

"This means that when we quickly clear a battlefield, we can immediately reach the battlefield of the players of the same race?"

"In this case, I have enough reasons to believe that in this global event, the number of human players who died may not even have three digits, and these three digits are estimated to include those who suddenly died of old age on the battlefield. "

At their speed, it only takes a minute at most to clear a battlefield.

After a minute, you can support the next battlefield.