Luming Peak...also known as Zhipan Peak. Because there is a meadow on the peak, it is round like a cover, and heat comes out from the ground. Every winter, other peaks are covered with snow very thickly. However, Luming Peak is still lush with plants and produces lush grass. Deer is mostly living there, and there are often cranes, sparrows, carvings, and swallows flying on it. It is known as Deer Ming Cui Valley and carvings. Therefore, the game's life collectors are all concentrated on this peak when it comes to winter and spring.

When he arrived at the meadow of Luming Peak, Fang Jie couldn't help but be hit by the scene in front of him. Not to mention that there were already shops here, it was like a small village. Just talking about the collecting players in front of him. When they glanced at him, they were almost all old, weak, women and children wrapped in headscarves, coarse labor uniforms, and various collection tools. There were young players like him, but they were very few.

After asking, I found out that most of the game players collecting life are old men and old ladies, aunts and aunts. In reality, these people are all difficult households. In order to assume certain social responsibilities, the game company takes over these difficult households from the country. As long as these people pay a certain amount of collection materials every month, the game company will allocate a certain amount of difficult subsidies to maintain the basic food and clothing of the family.

The purpose of game companies doing this is of course not purely to assume social responsibilities. They include these people in the game, and also want to increase the popularity of the game and provide support for martial arts players with various resources. This is a benefit measure that can be said to be a one-stop benefit measure. These people know almost nothing about the game and have no culture. The game must not be played well, but it is more than enough to do such rough work that is not brain-based. Fundamentally speaking, this approach of game companies is also a redistribution of social wealth, reducing the gap between the rich and the poor.

After understanding these, Fang Jie couldn't help but think of the dying person. He thought that Wangqing did not exaggerate the words. The lonely Xingyun really did some good deeds. Not only did he not use games to make money, but he also helped the vulnerable groups in disguise. He had a strong sense of social responsibility, which made those who lost their jobs in the financial crisis finally find a place to mess up and even make some money, maintaining social stability. Such game companies, such games. Such game bosses are indeed worthy of respect and admiration!

Suddenly, Fang Jie seemed to have a glimmer of enlightenment. People like Loneliness may not be called saints, otherwise they would not have used means to blackmail so many players' hard-earned money during the hype of potential pills, nor would they deliberately make themselves trips to maintain the stability of the game. But from the overall perspective and strategic perspective, everything he did was to maintain a harmonious situation. In other words, if the world wants to be a saint, it must first be a villain at some point. Only by insisting on its original intention and having strength and financial resources through some means can human power be fed back to society like a saint. The saint who is purely selfless and dedicated does not exist, because they cannot survive at all and have starved to death long ago.

With this enlightenment, Fang Jie felt much relieved about loneliness and even thought about whether he would change his fate to the other party himself. But then he thought of the silly woman who was deeply in love, Fang Jie felt a little helpless. The so-called "Don't force it in no time in his life," he said, "It's better to let everything go with the flow." If that person has not changed at all when the situation reaches the limit, then take action to do some personnel. As for the result... it's up to fate!

Putting aside distractions, Fang Jie walked around this village temporarily built by players. There are all things sold on the pedestrian street of Hetuara City, but the price is much higher. Although it is not as much as Lao Sun said, the lowest one has increased by three or four times. A marching tent that only sold for fifty taels of silver in a city has sold for three or six times, and even so, many people still bought it with their noses and left in a hurry.

One of the grocery stores aroused Fang Jie's interest because the store name was Babao Pavilion. Changbaishan Branch, which was obviously the branch established by Kaibiluo here in Yaowang Valley. Fang Jie couldn't help but admire Kaibiluo's business vision. This is indeed a good place to make money. I wonder if Wangqing Pavilion also set up a branch here to compete with the other party for business.

Without further thought, he looked in the direction where these people left, and it was revealed that all the players who left the village were heading in one direction. Fang Jie's heart moved and followed quietly. After walking down a winding path to the west for a few minutes, he was already in a forest under the west slope of Luming Peak. He saw many towering trees growing around him, straight and straight, all with good wood. Many people cut down the wood in a group of two people.

Just as Fang Jie was looking around in a very novel way, someone suddenly screamed at him behind him: "Hey, I said, this big brother, are you here to cut trees? Why don't we form a team to cut them together!"

"If you want to form a team after cutting trees?" Fang Jie was slightly stunned, looking back with the doubts in his heart. As a result, Fang Jie was stunned for a long time, because the person he called him was an aunt wearing a big flower cotton jacket, big and thick arms, and a face full of blessing.

"This aunt is quite rich..." After a professional comment, Fang Jie came to his senses and smiled, and stepped forward and said, "I am the first time I have come here. I don't know anything. This sister should look for someone else, I'm afraid that it will delay your affairs."

"Oh, it turns out that he is a newcomer who is just a newcomer!" The aunt gave a charming look at Fang Jie who was not very good, and then smiled with a slight smirk on her face: "It's not a problem, it's a bit mature again and again. Cutting trees is just a physical job, you can see it..."

Before she could finish her words, someone teased loudly not far away, "I said to you, Aunt Wang. You are still old cows eating tender grass! I wanted to form a team with you to cut trees before, but now I see that the young man is handsome and looking for a good friend!"

These players who have been cutting trees in the mountains all year round seem to be familiar with each other. When they heard this, the audience burst into laughter and many people began to cheer. The person who was called Aunt Wang didn't care. He smiled and scolded at the other side without blushing, "You dog can't spit out ivory in your mouth. I can't eat your numb face. Why do I eat tender grass? I think you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour!"

These words made everyone laugh again. Fang Jie, who was inexplicably involved, could only stand there and smile bitterly. He thought to himself, who are all here, a group of aunts and uncles at the level of playing with love and love?

While he was complaining, Aunt Wang pulled Fang Jie to the side of the road and smiled and said, "They are joking. Everyone is used to it. Don't mind... By the way, look at my memory. Since you are new, the logging skills must not be upgraded, right? Then I really can't team up with you. You have to continue walking down and find some small pine trees and bamboos at the foot of the mountain. This area is full of white pine trees. If you don't have enough logging skills, you won't get any harvest even if you cut down the tree. At least you have to reach level 300... Alas, you have to start practicing from the bottom of the mountain, and you can't be anxious!"

"Cutting branches?" Fang Jie rolled his eyes immediately and thought that his martial arts master came over from afar and could only cut branches. This is too big and useless, right? I don't know what the cut branches can do. At most, I'm afraid it's just used when using scraps to build a roof and trousers?

But there is no way. Since it is the game setting, it has to follow the rules. Fang Jie said thank you to Aunt Wang and continued down the mountain road. The various things he saw along the road made Fang Jie gradually understand what was going on here. This logging skill has levels, and the trees also have levels. Only the corresponding logging skills can cut the corresponding trees, otherwise there will be no harvest. Moreover, the level of trees is basically gradually improved from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Novice like Fang Jie, who has only level O-level logging skills, can only go to the bottom to cut bamboo and branches.

Speaking of which, this mountain is a bit like a pyramid-like existence like human society, with very strict levels, so the more you go down, the more ordinary trees you can cut down. When Fang Jie went down to the bottom of Luming Peak, there were no bamboo forests around him, and there was no one figure. Large areas of lushness seemed very quiet. There were so many bamboos that were not afraid of cutting them all out all at once. It was just a matter of "how bold the people were and how much the land was."

Fang Jie was not very brave, but he was not small. After changing into an ugly labor suit, he took out the blood hatchet that was about to rust from the Qiankun Ring, glanced around him, and decided to try it first, and he shook his hand and easily cut off a bamboo around him in the waist. The upper end of the bamboo fell down obliquely, but before it could land, it suddenly disappeared into the air.

System prompt: Your proficiency in logging skills has been improved, and you have obtained 1 level 1 log, which has been automatically deposited into your Qiankun Ring.

After hearing this system prompt, Fang Jie almost knew what was going on. Although the trees have grade limits and different names, the cut trees are called logs. I heard Wangqing and Yiling mentioned before that upgrading a building requires wood of varying levels of 1-1o, and these woods must be processed from level 1-1o logs. I checked the skill status: logging, level o, proficiency: o.o1.

Seeing this, Fang Jie concentrated slightly, his body whirled, and he slashed again. However, this time he used his internal force to sweep a large area. It was the word "sweep" technique of the Eighteen Hats. A comparable sword light swept around with a sound. Accompanied by this sword light, there was only a sound of "cracking and cracking". Large pieces of bamboo around him fell down and were quickly automatically included in the Qiankun Ring. At the same time, Fang Jie also received a system prompt that he cut off more than twenty bamboos with this knife!

I quickly checked the skill status again. The proficiency of the logging skills has only been improved by o.o1, and the proficiency of the hatchet Eighteen Cuts has only been improved by o.o1. Seeing this, Fang Jie was quite disappointed, thinking that this is impossible to take advantage of the odds. All proficiency is increased according to the number of times of use, not by the number of logs. Moreover, he also found that his qi and blood value and energy value have decreased slightly, but his potential has increased slightly, but not much addition or subtraction, only 1 and 2o points.

The impact of this state change is almost negligible, so Fang Jie didn't care too much. Since he could not rely on the advantages of martial arts to improve the efficiency of proficiency, he could only practice with one stone. However, proficiency cannot speed up efficiency, but he can also mass-produce logs, at least dozens of times more than those ordinary loggers. While practicing proficiency, Fang Jie did not give up the opportunity to make money. Anyway, the knife technique is to play whatever he should do, and collect those logs as much as he should. It is not a problem to load thousands of logs with the current load-bearing load and then go back.

In this way, Fang Jie practiced in the bamboo forest for more than ten days, and the bamboo he cut was difficult to calculate. Anyway, even if he had abnormal weight-bearing ability, he had to return to the village on the top of the mountain to find an agency to dump the goods every two hours. He didn't make much money, but he felt that this leveling life was fulfilling. Whenever he saw thousands of logs, he would turn into a small hill, and when players around him looked at him like monsters, he couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness.

Over time, the uncles and aunts who have been logging in the mountains all year round also knew this perverted young man with "extreme strength". Many people even ran down the mountain to see how Fang Jie logged the woods. As a result, before they could go down, they saw a large piece of bamboo at the foot of the mountain emptying to the east and a large piece of bamboo at the west. Large areas of bamboo forest were destroyed by the people inside. Seeing this scene, many people already knew that the person at the foot of the mountain must be a martial arts master. Otherwise, there would be no such high qi, blood and energy that could last for so long, and how could he run around at both ends so quickly. However, why is this person interested in running to practice logging skills? They are completely unaware of it.

In fact, what these people don’t know is that if the system refresh rate was not fast enough, Fang Jie could have cut down all the bamboos at the foot of the mountain alone before the refresh rate. The scene they saw was just the best efficiency method that Fang Jie found after long-term experiments, which made the system refresh rate and his cutting rate reach the most delicate balance, and would not waste a slight energy and time.

After practicing day and night for more than ten days, the woodcutting skills quickly increased to more than 50 levels, and the proficiency of the Eighteen Hats Cutting also soared. However, Fang Jie did not go up the mountain to cut those high-level trees, and was still sweeping the bamboo forest alone at the foot of the mountain. Because he later discovered that although he could not improve the skill of the move in batches, he could consume the durability of the blood hatchet very quickly. While cutting off more than 10 or 20 bamboos with one knife, the durability of the blood hatchet will also be continuously reduced according to the number of bamboos cut.

With this appearance, Fang Jie certainly was unwilling to go up the mountain to cut down trees that require more than ten knives. After all, if this blood hatchet can be refined into the highest attacking private weapon in the world, it will also be a great help to his ultimate goal. In the future, he can kill people with this blood hatchet without internal force. Without the knife, he can kill people with one punch. That is really not afraid of heaven or earth.

It has to be said that although this idea is good, it is really painful and boring to implement it. The upgrade of the Blood Knife is the same as the skill upgrade. The more qi and blood are needed to consume. From level 45o to level 5oo, 160,000 of potential and qi and blood are required. This is a habitual way for Fang Jie, who has already practiced a lot of empty-handed skills. When the Blood Knife is practiced from level 5oo to level 55o, Fang Jie barely pinched his nose and walked through it. However, when he practiced from level 55o to level 6oo, Fang Jie felt that he couldn't bear it, because every level upgrade would cost 10,000 points of potential and qi and blood. This is not counting the loss of the blood Knife being exhausted during the period.

After finally lifting the Blood Knife to level 6oo, the situation finally improved slightly. The potential and qi and blood consumed for each level have always been at 10,000, and it has not been doubled. However, despite this, this is not something that ordinary people can bear. Every time after feeding the knife, Fang Jie has to spend more than half a day adjusting his mentality and brushing bamboo to leak it. Otherwise, he would have been crazy if he couldn't do this job at all.

However, one day when Fang Jie was immersed in this crazy leveling life, he received a text message. The person who came here was not the people from Wangqing Pavilion, but the five Shi brothers of the Taishan Sect. Fang Jie remembered that in the Huashan Sword Contest, he promised to help the other party win the position of candidate for the sect, but then there were too many messy things and accidentally forgot about this matter. Now someone came to a text message to remind him that it was the agreed time, and he hoped that he would definitely arrive at Mount Tai. All the disciples of the Taishan Sect will be waiting for Fang Jie's arrival at the Jade Emperor's Top of Mount Tai.

After receiving this text message, Fang Jie felt very distressed. On the one hand, he only practiced his skill proficiency for the beginning. It would definitely be difficult to achieve success in just a few months. He was most afraid that he would not want to finally run to Changbai Mountain and return to the Central Plains after staying for half a month. It was too wasteful of time and too delayed efficiency. But on the other hand, Fang Jie's basic principle is to do it when he said it. Since he had agreed to the other party, there was no room for this matter. Even if the other party understood that he was in seclusion and offered to postpone the time, he might not agree.

After thinking about it, after a long time of fierce struggle, the principle finally defeated the selfishness. Fang Jie, who was extremely reluctant in his heart and even wanted to hit the wall, decided to return to the Central Plains temporarily and rushed back to Changbai Mountain after finishing his work. This was not a good idea, but purely for peace of mind and smooth thoughts.

There was no preparation next time. Fang Jie, who decided to return to the Central Plains, dumped all the logs in the Qiankun Ring to the village intermediary, and directly used the scroll back to the city that Kaibiluo once gave him. As a result, a journey of thousands of kilometers arrived in a flash, and in a flash, he was randomly teleported to Chang'an City, which saved a lot of time.

Instead of going back to Lichunyuan, Yangzhou, I saw it directly from the stables in Chang'an City to Yixing City, which is closest to Mount Tai. Fang Jie had already been here when he fought against Mei Feng, so the first half of the road to the west of Yixing City was familiar. After rushing to the edge of Taihu Lake, he turned north and rode along a strange bluestone official road. It was not until midnight that he finally arrived at Tai'an Town at the foot of Mount Tai.

"Damn, you will die without principles!" Fang Jie, who was still very unwilling to accept it, couldn't help but curse angrily.

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Two things:

1. Publicly recruit two deputy moderators to be responsible for the daily maintenance and management of the discussion area. Interested people are required to send an application through the link below the discussion area.

2. Let’s talk about the past two days.

After the prison article was published, many book friends came to reward in the past two days. I will reiterate again that I have received your wishes, but this is not my intention. I don’t want the money beyond my labor remuneration. And it reminds me of the scene where a lot of people go to give gifts if there is any happy event in reality. The atmosphere is not good. I guess the gift senders are still heartbroken, but seeing others giving gifts, I feel embarrassed not to give them. So what I mean is that it is enough for everyone to support this book within their ability. Those who have money can support money, and those who have no money can support personal things. For example, insist on voting as long as they go online, click, post, favorite, make some jokes or despise me, and subscribe when they have money. As long as you don’t eat too much, just eat nothing and eat nothing, just take it for granted like a mouse.

Speaking of the gift-giving style, I have to say a few more words. Some people read pirated papers say that I am more than 1,000 yuan a month and I don’t know how to be blessed. I think this kind of person is definitely a little P-child who has not left society without any sense of responsibility. Every month, there are always relatives, colleagues, friends, classmates, and family members who get married and have children and die. People move home. This gift is a few hundred yuan. If the Internet fee, electricity fee, mobile phone fee, and living expenses are deducted, how much can I still be left? Could it be that I will never get married, have children, and don’t buy a house in this life, and sit at home and wait for death when I get sick? Such a person simply stands and speaks without back pain!

I think the purpose of the jail article has been achieved. In addition to leaking, it aroused many readers with some conscience to support this book. By the way, I would like to disgust the dark people. In short, whether it is rewards, voting, collection, or even just clicking, having this intention means that you are not as good as beasts. Many readers came to apologize and felt ashamed. I was very pleased to read it, and of course the bastards I scolded did not include you.

Of course, there were also a very small number of individual bastards who came to refute me. They found a lot of reasons to read piracy and taught me political classes. I didn't understand. What I said in my article was so clear, reminding these people not to commit crimes and still feel confident that they are so noble. As a result, there are still a few trash who don't know what they are.

Some bastards used "the computer installed is not a genuine system of 2ooo yuan" to argue with me. I made it clear here. I am not like you bastards who are bitches and have set up archways. I admit that I use a pirated system. That's why I almost didn't complain about you those who read pirated after the chapter. But today, since someone wants to disgust me with such words, I will refute two sentences: If my book charges 2ooo yuan per thousand words, no one will say you when you go to read pirated versions, because it is something that ordinary people can't afford, but now you don't want to give 2 cents per thousand words, are your family so poor that you only have open-crotch pants? It's stumping that you don't spend money on buying pirated CDs? This is really the world's biggest, and you dare to say anything trash or anything!

There are also bastards who threaten me to not watch it anymore... If you don’t watch it, just stop watching it. Do you still beg you? I still want to see it without jealous wolves like you! This reminds me of a sentence that children in kindergarten often say: "I won’t play with you anymore, let’s see what you do!" - What to do? Get out as far as you are!

There are also bastards who tell me not to be so emotional. So I would like to ask yourself, if there were thousands of people eating yours for free every day, and then pointing at your nose and saying that you are not, saying that you should not be emotional, don’t complain, and follow the hero Jin Yong. As a saint who sees through the world, will you have any good face? Will you scold these bastards who eat people and don’t spit bones back? If I were Fang Jie, I would have killed you with one knife, and I would have been waiting for you to teach me political lessons? Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. There are still people who don’t understand such a simple principle. I don’t know less than you know. Anyone can speak without a back pain while standing, but please think about whether you can do it to others!

In short, any reason for watching pirated copies is pale and powerless in front of me, so don’t be a bitch and still stand in front of me. Comrade Lei Feng said it well. Treat comrades-in-arms as warm as spring, and treat their enemies as cold and ruthless as the autumn wind swept away fallen leaves. Those bastards who neither subscribe, nor vote, nor click or even come to find me to set up archways. Although they are not my enemies, they are also parasites that consume my will. For this kind of insect, how many people scold me so much? I just want to poke your backbone. The more you are angry, the more anxious you are, the more anxious you are, the more I feel, the more balanced I am. There are more kinds of people, just to make me happy!

I have been swearing all the time these two days, which is a disgrace to be gentle and ruined my image. But I am such a person. Those who respect me will respect me more. For those who have never respected the fruits of my labor, I just want to scold their ancestors for eighteen generations and talk to a group of ungrateful wolves. That is not a saint, but a hypocrite. I would rather be a real villain so that everyone knows that I have such a bad temper!

Finally, what I want to say is that this matter ends here, don’t expand infinitely. If the book friends who reward me feel that their financial conditions are limited, don’t follow the trend. Persisting in subscribing is my greatest support for this book! As for the bitch who may come to set up the archway, I said that I delete one, delete one, ban one, at least at the starting point, it is my territory. While scolding you bastards to death, you will not let you set up the archway, so that you can also taste the taste of being unable to resist! - This is a bit childish, but I like it!
Chapter completed!