"Oh, the water leaves the grass!"

The little medicine boy exclaimed and walked towards a big tree with a medicine cannon on his back. Wang Xiaofeng shook his head in a sigh. A 16 or 17-year-old girl didn't like beautiful flowers and plants, but she had a strong interest in these unsightly herbs.

Don’t forget that Wang Xiaofeng had learned the art of picking medicine for a long time. However, this entry-level skill of the deputy who was established as a skill for survival by him at that time is still one percent proficient. He just came over and used the art of picking medicine to cut a herb, but Yu Tong was almost cut into pieces with his pissy eyes.

As the saying goes, having a specialty in skills is that no one can be perfect...

The tip of his ears moved slightly, and the footsteps that could be concealed intuitively reflected the person's position in Wang Xiaofeng's mind; this is a thief, or a thief who is not very good at hiding himself and thinks that it is safe to be a primary sneak.

But Wang Xiaofeng does not have lock-free skills, and the grass at his feet is a bit wet, and there are no stones.

He walked forward a few steps, protected Yu Tong behind him, looked in the direction of the visitor, and shouted softly: "Friend, if there is something wrong, come out and talk." The green vine staff in his hand was directly replaced with a terrifying bone-shaped staff, and he was always on guard.

The girl behind her seemed to have not heard of it, just squatted there, holding a wooden shovel carefully lifting the soil.

"Don't do it!"

Amid the slightly anxious shouts, a gray figure slowly revealed his body five meters away from Wang Xiaofeng. He was a middle-aged man. He was not holding a dagger, but a small iron shovel with a bamboo basket on his back, and his shape was similar to the little medicine boy behind him.

Wang Xiaofeng immediately understood this look, put away the boneless staff, smiled and nodded at the visitor, but said nothing. Yu Tong, behind him, stood up slowly with a water grass, put the shriveled grass in front of him and looked carefully, as if he could see the beauty of the eczema above.

"Let's go," Wang Xiaofeng looked at the old man who had been standing not far away waiting, and Yu Tong called out, and carried the medicine basket on her again. Wang Xiaofeng once tried to help her carry it, but Xiao Yaotong refused harshly. As for Wang Xiaofeng snatched her medicine basket, she shouted "immoral" urge.

"Hey! Hey! That, Goddess! Stay tuned!" The thief holding the medicine shovel called Wang Xiaofeng, but this was the first time someone called it out directly, which made Wang Xiaofeng's old face turn red and he was quite fluttering.

The thief rushed to the place where Yu Tong collected water and grass with lightning speed. He shoveled out the soil from the pit that Yu Tong had carefully filled it with smoothly. In a few seconds, several potato-like rhizomes were drawn out of the soil.

The thief wiped the soil on his sleeves like a treasure, and carefully sent it into the bamboo basket behind him, then took it off and put it in the backpack.

After finishing this in dozens of seconds, he ran over excitedly and stood three feet in front of Wang Xiaofeng, feeling a little excited. Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, and the middle-aged thief with white temples in front of him gave him a feeling of déjà vu, but it was too long that he could not remember it.

This somewhat simple man rubbed his hands on his body a few times, then reached out to make a handshake gesture, "Hehehe, Goddess."

Wang Xiaofeng was amused by him. No matter how thick the face was, he could not bear the title of the Shepherd God. He quickly reached out and shook the elder brother. Seeing the middle-aged thief's equipment that was mixed with whiteboards, he should be a pure life player.

Life players are professional players, the largest number of professional players, and the main production unit of the entire virtual world.

Professional players are famous for their low threshold, fast entry and quick profit, and are criticized for their low income, unstable and large loads. But in any case, the emergence of virtual online games has driven the development of emerging industries and solved hundreds of millions of unemployed people around the world.

There are so many professional and semi-professional players who can really make a name for themselves by playing games. Those shiny names on the celebrity list and the gods list are just those few names; those who are at the top of the pyramid are always the few successful people.

Most of the people who are named as professional play are like the thief in front of him who holds a medicine shovel, but they are just full-time players and maintain their lives in the most common and grassroots studios.

Hiring groups, gold groups, and various life players who mainly serve as deputy positions are the mainstream and cornerstones of job games.

If a game does not have these basic outputs to maintain the consumption of players in the entire world, there will be no glorious professional game masters at the top of the pyramid; since its birth, virtual online games have not developed towards the "paradise" that most people expect, but have become a supplement and extension of real life.

"Is there anything wrong?" "That's a bit hard to say." "It's okay, just say it's okay." "I'm, I'm the first to get a pharmacist in Yufeng City. Now I'm almost at the intermediate pharmacist. Can you give me a photo?" After saying that, the middle-aged thief looked at Wang Xiaofeng with a nervous look on his face.

Wang Xiaofeng laughed silently. The uncle's request made him a little amused. When did he have fans? He wanted to refuse, but the uncle became a little anxious when he saw Wang Xiaofeng's expression. He grabbed the skull at the top of Wang Xiaofeng's staff. The man's sudden movements and excited expression scared Yu Tong so much that he hid behind Wang Xiaofeng directly, revealing a small head to watch the development of the situation.

"Please let go." His eyes narrowed, and the system prompted him to enter a self-defense counterattack. A comrade had every reason to kill this thief with not too high blood volume or level in seconds.

"Don't do it, Shenmu, Shenmu, listen to me first," the pharmacist quickly explained, and released the scepter with a bit scary look. "I really have no other meaning, it's just like taking a photo with you. Really, I... this way, I use this as an exchange."

[Intermediate Hidden Potion]: Use it to make the target enter an invisible state, reducing the movement speed by 50% and lasting for 30 seconds. If it is attacked or attacked, the invisibility will be invalid.

Wang Xiaofeng was shocked. Now there was a player who could make intermediate potions? Before he could speak, the thief uncle took out a bunch of potions in his backpack and held them in his hand. Wang Xiaofeng read the information a little, intermediate magic recovery potions, intermediate physical strength potions, intermediate blood volume mixture, intermediate agility potions... They were all intermediate products in a dazzled manner.

"No? Then this, this, and this! I'll go, why is the photo album so expensive? Isn't this a kiss to your life?"

"Stop." Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand to stop the uncle from taking things. It is not easy to make intermediate potions. These potions are very valuable. Just a bottle of intermediate magic recovery potion is now around 80 gold coins. "A photo of me is not that valuable... Take it, I won't accept your stuff."

"That won't work, I can't let you work in vain," It was the uncle's turn that refused to agree. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that the uncles who played the game were all living treasure-level figures.

"These potions are left by me, and they are useless here. If they are used, they are pure waste." The uncle smiled and stuffed several potions into Wang Xiaofeng's hand in the way of giving away. "Who made my son admire you very much? You can take these things and take a photo of them, it's worth it!" "Brother, are you your surname?"

The uncle later revealed the information above his head. He was a level 11 thief. The name above his head surprised Wang Xiaofeng and almost threw it out.

Medicine is the fifth and ninth level of heaven.

Players from the Nine Heavens asked him to take a photo? Wang Xiaofeng might laugh at him, and would not take it to heart. But the name of Yao Wu forced him to cheer up, which was also what surprised him. Looking up and down at this somewhat restrained uncle, Wang Xiaofeng finally found a trace of what his old friend looked like back then.

"The Wu of Medicine?"

"Huh?" The thief's uncle glared, his hand shook, and a bottle of intermediate potion fell to the ground. Listening to the crisp sound of the table tennis, Wang Xiaofeng felt distressed. A bottle of intermediate agility potion was gone...

The uncle didn't blink, looking up and down at the hot No. 1 Shenmu, trying to recall the few acquaintances in his mind, but none of them could coincide with the young man in his twenties in front of him.

"I love medicine, but I only like to make medicine. The finished medicine fell to the ground and didn't blink. I'll wipe it, it's you."

"Who are you?" Yao Wujiu Chongtian's hands trembled, and he took a few steps back with some alertness. The medicine shovel in his hand also replaced it with a white plate dagger. "We have no complaints in the near future, and I, Yao Laowu, have never asked you for anything."

"I'll go, knowing me is gone with the wind. I don't know the hatred between me and the Nine Heavens?" "Hmm? Host?"
Chapter completed!