One person replied weakly: "Copy?"

Wu Mei nodded and said softly: "I think there should be similar copies or wild bosses in the port city near the sea. Xiaoyuluo has been playing here for a while, so let her take a look?"

"Well," the man quickly dispelled Wu Mei's idea, "It's better to ask Gong Zhe. This is the sad place for the little princess. Don't mess with her if we have nothing to do."

"That's true." Wu Mei's face looked a little embarrassed. Her daughter's mind was not as delicate as the older men, which made her a little doubt whether she really had a tomboy.

Soon, the Apocalypse Gongzhe, who was silently outputting in the new copy, was recruited by Wu Mei, and also recruited the mercenary group led by the Apocalypse Gongzhe to develop in Jiyu City. Wang Xiaofeng's apprentice gradually faded out of the senior management circle, not because he was excluded, but because he took the initiative to retreat.

He was not a person who liked the excitement. After the Tiandihui got on track, he resigned from his position and brought a group of archers to protect the Tiandihui's honor every day. But in the guild, what he said was someone to listen to was also considered respect in another sense; although the source of this respect was mostly not because of him.

But the most helpless thing is the temper of the apocalypse. The cold words are his most common habits, and he especially likes to hide in the corner and be depressed, allowing himself to carry a hint of melancholy aura of depressedness under his tender age. Who can comfort him with a full sense of sadness? Or only his girlfriend can make him smile.

Their love story is also quite dramatic, and it is inexplicably involved with an elf mage who has disappeared without a trace. However, the girl's past is scarred, so Gongzhe can only take care of it carefully.

When he came, he was also asked three questions. Asking him, a pure non-life player, he could only play the piano against a cow, and it was a horse-headed fiddle.

"I remember that when my master was in the tenth level, he still had to ask him about this."

The branch start work of Jiyu City encountered difficulties in the early stage. Comrade Wu Mei, the person in charge, said that he was quite reluctant to ask the boss for help. After holding on for a few days, when almost all the players in life confirmed that they did not have shipbuilding skills, Wu Mei could only dial her voice to Wang Xiaofeng in dejectedly.

Wang Xiaofeng was busy arranging the relocation of the orcs at this time. The first batch of orcs troops had awakened and arrived at the Matoris Mountains through the portal, where they burned trees and drove out the monsters.

The surrounding orcs and elves were watched firmly by the Knights of the Holy See. The men sent by the Holy See were enough to suppress the troops sent by the orcs and elves. The orcs and elves naturally did not have the courage and strength to go to war with the Holy See. They were mainly based on the Holy See's Light, which was based on the human kingdom, and had the strength to turn the land under the light into scorched earth.

"Shipbuilding drawings?" Wang Xiaofeng stood in front of the portal and stopped the sprite stones. He supported millions of orcs to teleport, and consumed Wang Xiaofeng's gold coins to reach one million.

Fortunately, a comrade is not short of money now.

"Yes, boss," Wu Mei murmured a little aggrievedly, "I thought you gave me a good job, but I had no idea how to start. No one knew how to build a ship drawing."

"Why do you need drawings?" Wang Xiaofeng asked back, "No copy or BOSS output?"

"No, let alone drawings, all life players do not have this skill. In the end of the world, they were all officially rented warships by NPCs, and the system did not open this deputy. How do you ask me to build a ship?"

"It's up to people, think of more ways," Wang Xiaofeng chuckled a few times, "I'll give you a reminder to find a way to gain some favorability from the Lord of Jiyu City. It's best to be intimate or have unexpected gains."

"Uh..." Wu Mei blinked, then hung up the voice, "Intimate"? Intimate, it seems that this is a bit difficult. Looking at the list of NPC friends, the highest one is more than 60 favorable, and reputation worship is not included. After all, the heroes of the kingdom and close friends are not a kind of treatment.

"Damn, let me promise you!" After sighing in a depressed voice, Wu Mei gave her order to her small team: "The boss said, go and have a city lord's favorability.... The matter is human. Everyone will bring their favorability to the closeness, and they will probably have a shipbuilding drawing."

"Please don't breathe when you talk. It's not easy to talk to the city lord."

"It's so close, the opposite sex is better. There can be a psychological bonus for the opposite sex," said a man pretending to be accustomed to analyze: "So let's get a few more girls with high charm. I'll see Xiaoyao or Xuanxuan, so sister Mei, try asking Zi Yan for someone."

"If you want someone to be good, what effect can you achieve intimacy with the city lord?" Wu Mei frowned and thought, as if her boss was supporting her. This proposal was not very reliable.

"Shipbuilding," Gongzhe of the End Times suddenly spoke: "If the system does not have an open career, then if we build the ship ourselves, will it be refreshed by the system?"

The few people who gathered together to discuss looked at each other, imagining the sailing ship that had just gone out to sea, loaded with players and magic crystal cannons, and drove out of Yuebang Port by relying on the waves of the sea breeze, and the ship was gone...

"No, we need to study more."

It seems that Wang Xiaofeng really gave them a difficult problem...

Woo--

The sound of the horn is like waking up from a dream.

A few whimpers came from the vast jungle, which were the monsters in the jungle trembling.

The cracked wolf's wolf's mouth dripped with scarlet blood, and the helmet above the werewolf knight's head was sharp and ferocious. The giant beasts lie on the hills overlooked their new homes. The huge bodies that were comparable to giants were covered with hard fur. They were the most powerful race among the orcs - the apes.

In other words, it is the alias of King Kong.

Wang Xiaofeng stood beside the teleportation array, but the order passed through the shouts of a half-orc, spreading throughout the ridge. "Burning forest!"

Roar! The monsters in the jungle began to feel uneasy and instinctively premonitioned the arrival of disaster, but were captured by the huge momentum outside, so they could only roar with some anxiety.

Giant lizards carry half-lizard people on the border of this wild jungle. Lizard people have two attributes: Fire and Ice, which seems to be inherited from their legendary ancestor - the giant dragon and dragon breath.

The surging flames gushed out from the lizard's mouth, and were blessed by the secret method of the lizard man. They rushed towards the jungle ahead like a torrent, burning the huge trees.

roar!

Countless figures suddenly rushed out of the jungle, agile leopard group, ferocious lion-shaped monsters, countless demon wolves, and the huge poisonous insects climbing on the ground made the scalp chill.

This was destined to be a tragic battle. The orcs' advance army was waiting for the sound of the charge drums, but Wang Xiaofeng, who was giving the order, couldn't help but frowned.

Isn’t it too unworthy to let the orcs lose too much combat power here?

Maybe, but this level must be passed in front of you. The battle with the group of monsters can only win but not fail.

"Strike! Use these monsters as today's marching food."

"Kill!" The shouts were shaking the earth, with some cruelty and tyranny. This was the real tiger and wolf army, an army that had been sleeping for a long time, and a group of bloodthirsty and cruel warriors.

The huge fire of the salamander, the iron fist of the ape man beast, the scimitar of the wolf rider for life cannot cut through the thick scales and fur of the monster, and the sharp fangs of the wolf pack explain the nature and instinct of the beast.

The beacon was burning, the horns were desolate, and the battle was extremely tragic, but it was also heart-wrenching.

Wang Xiaofeng looked down at the entire battlefield and looked at the orc warriors fighting against various monsters, and couldn't help feeling helpless.

Looking up, I couldn't see the edge of the battlefield at all. Any places where flames burn, thunder flashed, and wind and snow danced were the burning marks of the battlefield. However, after so many battles, Wang Xiaofeng is now quite calm in grasping the overall situation, constantly appointing new orc troops to join the battle formation, gradually eliminating the monsters that rushed out.
Chapter completed!