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Chapter 12: The Twelfth Station: Players, Humans, Villagers

mc-mh-03 The three original races of the world: humans who master high-tech and civilized advanced; villagers who master trading systems and are isolated from the world; monsters born in darkness and bring fear to the world.

Humans have the wisdom and creativity that the other two races have never possessed. They constantly explore the world, obtain more resources, and provide protection to villagers who cannot bear iron tools; villagers have a unique system in this world - a trading system. They borrow unlimited trading systems for human protection and maintain harmonious and cooperative relationships with humans; monsters have the most powerful power, but most of them have low IQ and only have the most basic killing instinct. They live in darkness, hunt down lonely humans and villagers, and in a sense they play a role in controlling the population, while dropping useful resources.

Humans cooperate with villagers to obtain resources, monsters attack humans and villagers control the population, humans protect villagers to hunt monsters, and monsters drop resources for humans to own. Humans, monsters, villagers and various creatures live and benefit each other, forming a complete and balanced ecosystem.

But outsiders in this world - players from different time and space, from different dimensions, broke this balance.

The contestants suddenly appeared in the world. The first batch of players did not have too much influence on the indigenous people. The indigenous people only thought they were guests from other dimensions, so humans and villagers didn't care much about these outsiders, and the monsters just thought that they had an unseen prey.

However, as time goes by, the wise humans slowly see the truth of the contestants...

In this competition where only one winner can survive among the 100 contestants, all players want to survive and become the final winner. To survive, they must obtain more resources, more powerful weapons, and stronger fortresses to improve their survivability. In order to achieve these goals, most players will not choose, make, and make means.

To obtain food and fur, kill all creatures you can see; to brutally kill human adventurers to seize their belongings; to abduct villagers for convenient transactions and imprison them in "shops"; to fight desperately, seriously destroying terrain and buildings; to create wither among the crowd, use humans as shields; to feel unhappy, do inhuman things like slaughtering villages, burning mountains, and killing people...

Humans and villagers regard players as guests, and what do players regard them as? Treat them as couriers who deliver resources, treat them as soulless NPCs in the game, and treat them as pawns that can be discarded...

It can be said that many times the strongest competitions have been held in this world, and many times the world has experienced the looting of players. After experiencing the looting of players, humans and villagers realize that players cannot stay! From now on, if you see the player, you will definitely kill it!

...

After listening to the brief history of the game told by Ai, LMH felt incredible. Unexpectedly, the indigenous people and the players had such a bad fate! I didn't expect that there were actually players who did things that LMH dared not imagine in order to win.

Sure enough, did I start to be the enemy of this world as a player? Lmh asked himself, and then smiled bitterly.

"If this is true... is the whole world an enemy of me?" lmh asked.

ai remains silent.

"It seems yes, you've made accusation."

Ai was still indifferent. After being stared at by LMH for a long time, she said.

"Stay away from everyone and do your own things." After that, ai began to turn into a data stream and disappear.

A small piece of data flowed to lmh and floated through his ears—

"Walking along the river all the time, you will find a village. Whether you want to enter or not, you can choose for yourself."

The data left this piece of information and disappeared into the air.

When lmh heard this, he was stunned at first, then lowered his head, letting his long bangs make the corners of his mouth hidden in the dark only see the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

"Thank you, I will think about it."

Players, the aliens in this world, have completely disappointed the indigenous people because of their past actions. The contradictions have long been intensified to an irreconcilable level. If they don’t see them, they will definitely see soldiers and wars meet!

lmh doesn't want this. He doesn't want to draw his sword to anyone, and he doesn't want to hurt someone...

"Is the whole world an enemy of me? Is it really impossible to turn enemies into friends?"

In the empty zero space, only the murmuring of lmh to himself was left.

...

lmh exited from zero space and found that the fishing rod was still motionless. Then he suddenly realized that the time flow rate of zero space was a thousand times that of reality. Although he stayed in zero space for a long time, in fact, in reality, it was normal that the fishing rod did not move for half a minute.

After all, even if the fishing rod has a curse of Bait 3, it will take at least ten seconds to get something hooked. If there is no curse of Bait 3... Haha, look at the face, if you have a good face, you will get something soon. If it is bad... Since there is no accurate data statistics, you can only describe it based on someone's own experience - at the worst, there will be nothing to bite the hook for a day, and even if you hook it, it may be garbage such as aquatic plants, wooden boards, etc.

With the mentality of not trying it out, LMH insisted on sitting by the water for a long time, even if the probability of fishing was slim.

A minute has passed...

Two minutes have passed...

Three minutes passed...

...

Lmh stared at the float for nearly half an hour, his eyes almost turned into cross-eyes, and the water flow was still so calm, without any movement.

Considering that his eyes may really have to undergo surgery to correct the cross-eye, LMH decided to give up fishing and do more practical things like tasks.

lmh started to turn the coil, trying to retract the fishing line, but heard a loud shout.

"Idiot, something is coming!" The bone shouted loudly. Since it was underwater, it opened its mouth and spit out a bubble when it spoke. I was really curious about how a skull completed its breathing and spit out bubbles underwater.

Lmh reacted quickly, pulled out a diamond pickaxe to protect it in front of his chest, and looked behind him vigilantly.

"You idiot, I'm talking about it, not behind you!" Bones yelled, and more bubbles came out, almost holding it up.

Lmh finally reacted and looked at the water. Sure enough, a string of bubbles were swimming towards the float, and there was a blurry black shadow under the water!

"Quick, hurry, hurry!" Lmh urged in a low voice, for fear of scaring the fish away, although he knew that even if someone jumped into the water and beat drums in the water, as long as he did not retract the fish, he would not let the fish run away.

The bones also calmed down at this moment, staring at the blurry black shadow under the water motionlessly. In fact, it was even more excited than LMH. Although I had seen humans eating and fishing before, it was the first time that this kind of fish under the water biting the hook and being pulled out of the water.

Unfortunately, even though the fish or objects are getting closer and closer to the bone, there is still a vague black shadow in the bone's eyes that cannot be seen through, and it is impossible to see what it is. Maybe this is the setting of the "fish". No one knows what it is underwater before it is pulled out of the water.

Lmh had already stood up, spread his legs apart to make the most powerful posture, ready to pull the underwater object out of the water in the most brutal way. At this time, Lmh's eyes were gathered at a point - a black shadow, his eyes moved with it, watching it getting closer and closer to the float...

Suddenly, lmh felt the fishing rod in his hand sinking violently, and lmh's heart also sinking violently-

"It's taken the bait!"

lmh lifted the fishing rod with his strength to pull mountains and rivers. The sudden increase in force actually made the fishing rod become as bent as the sexual orientation of some people in an instant, almost turning into an upside-down c!

LMH looked at the undecent fishing rod with some concern, and sighed again at the quality of the things from the MC world. The wooden fishing rod can be bent like this and still maintain its original toughness. Such strong toughness is simply tormenting the carbon fiber fishing rods on the earth that are blown to the sky!

Although there is no need to worry about the fishing rod breaking, LMH was unable to pull out the things underwater, and he didn't even reveal his head! What exactly did he catch?!

"Damn! Why is it so heavy! What the hell did you catch?" Lmh can no longer say he was fishing now. It might be more accurate to say that he was pulling fish. He carried the fishing rod on his shoulder and walked forward like a boat puller. Because of the force that was too strong, the turf was almost kicked away from the soil by him!

"Ahhhhhh! Get up for me!!!" Lmh took a big step forward with all his strength, and then exerted force on his shoulders and waist at the same time, swinging the fishing rod forward with force—

"Transfer!" A huge thing was pulled out by lmh so savagely, bringing up huge splashes of water, flying over lmh's head, and hitting heavily on the grass in front of lmh.

This is LMH’s self-taught “shoulder fall”. This is his specialty when he is on earth. A shoulder fall can throw a classmate who is taller than himself two meters away! It can be seen that its power!

When he came to this world, Lmh found that his strength seemed to have been improved. Many movements and moves that he could not do before can now be made at will. His punching speed was almost as fast as Bruce Lee. It was just a matter of falling over the shoulder, a little bit!

However, the resistance shown by this "fish" also exceeded the limit of lmh's power. I saw lmh put away the fishing rod and then sat on the ground in exhaustion.

Lmh turned his head hard and looked at the thing that made him arduous, trying to see what the hell he caught could actually make the reinforced self so weak.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the giant, then widened his eyes and quickly retreated - rubbing against the smooth grass.

My God! How could I catch such a thing?

Let’s guess what our main - the corner - caught. The guess is posted in the comment section. I will write the next chapter according to your guesses. Think about it carefully!

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