Chapter 239: March, 6th level map!

The next afternoon, after a whole day of rest, Zhang Mu sat back to his seat in a state of energy, waiting for the precise relocation of only a few seconds. Before him, the head of his deity sent a message saying that he had moved successfully.

The century battle between Zhang Mu and the Lord has just ended for 24 hours, and countless viewers are still savoring the fierce battle yesterday. Today, these two mortal enemies are going to move to the same map as neighbors. If these viewers know, they will definitely sigh that the world is impermanent and the relationship between people is so subtle.

Everyone in the studio got up earlier than Zhang Mu. They had long wanted to see what new ways to play the 6th level map.

"Relocation has begun." Zhang Mu picked up Simba, whose stomach was round, held its claws, pointed to the screen and said, "Look!"

"fertile!"

"Hehehehe, little stupid dog." Zhang Mu rubbed Simba's head hard. Since this little golden retriever came to the studio, it has really added a lot of fun to everyone. In his spare time, it is the first target that everyone competes for. Of course, every time this time comes, Chen Long, who doesn't usually talk much, will always stand aside and touch his chin, then look at Wei Yang's figure resentfully, and say to himself: " Raise it a little bigger, raise it a little bigger, now it is not enough to get between the teeth..."

Regarding Chen Long's statement, Fatty and Long Gen agreed with both hands and feet.

There are always small conflicts between men and women in the studio, which is very different from the studio atmosphere that Zhang Mu expected. The perfect studio form in his heart is "unity, friendship, and help each other".

The first thing that was faded in front of everyone was the effect formed by the "dark sky" in the Zhang Mu Ghost Clan town, a thick layer of war fog. Then there was Zhang Mu's main town outline, and then there were various buildings in the town. Soon, when only an unoccupied open space remained on the ground of the 5th level map, Zhang Mu's screen instantly jumped to the 6th level map.

A brand new world, a brand new territory, everything is new.

"Oh, Twelve, it's easy to leave... I will miss you." Mythical wounded said very sadly. Zhang Mu couldn't help but think of a QQ expression, a certain monkey or something cartoon character shaking the flag while crying...

"Hehe, I will develop here first, and then move you here after the development is ready. What's the hurry?" Zhang Mu moved his hands and feet, and he officially settled down on the 6th level map.

"It's a bit obscene. It seems that the main reason why you built the Ghost Clan is that you are attracted by the hidden effect of the 'dark sky' of this clan, right?"

The moment Zhang Mu moved here made me feel depressed. Because there was no shared vision, a large area of ​​expanded beauty around him was covered by the fog of war, and a very disharmonious circle of artificial war fog appeared on the harmonious map.

"Hehe, there's no way. My soldiers are still waiting for resurrection in the arena. You can't expose the real situation to the eyes of the enemy, you're poor... you don't have gold coins or resources." It's almost become Zhang Mu's habit to pick up the cheap.

I snorted, "Come on, cry less and poor."

"hey-hey."

What made Zhang Mu depressed happened. My first-star team appeared in the town intact. Then, happily ran over around his town with a whip. The team was still leading the team at level 13 Demake!

"Hey hey! Didn't your Demake lose to me yesterday? Why are you..." Zhang Mu was shocked and hurried to look at the hero interface. He counted twice. It was indeed 5 heroes, one of which was quite a few. Demake's appearance is very prominent and easy to identify.

I smiled faintly, slapped the keyboard and said, "Is it strange? Because I have two Demakes, the one in your hand I rescued in the maze half a month ago."

"I'm not surprised that you are not sad at all. That's how relationships are." Zhang Mu was convinced.

"Who would be so idiotic to use the main general to gamble with people? I didn't have water in my head, so I came to the channel here."

"oh…"

"If you practice both Demakes to a very advanced level, there will definitely be no shortage of money in the town..." Zhang Mu entered the "Fengwu Battle Song" channel to himself. From the fourth level map, Zhang Mu would transfer his position almost every time he entered the first level map. From the initial sin, to the myth, and to the current "Fengwu Battle Song", this seems to have become his habit.

"Twelve, big book, please mention it if you have any needs, and we will do our best to reinforce it." The emperor said with a smile.

Zhang Mu was not polite at all, and the lion spoke loudly, "Then I'll just say that you have craftsmen and side jobs, right? Make me 60 buckets."

"Yes, there must be craftsmen's side jobs, 60 buckets? Oh my god, what are you going to do? Even if you farm, you don't need to be so much, right? Be careful to water the vegetable field..."

"Hehe, it's good that 50 people are not enough. I am a lazy person. I like to pick up all the water at once and irrigate it slowly..."

"Okay, I'll let my craftsman make it for you now. There are a lot of materials left. 60 buckets should not be a problem. Is there anything else to help you next?"

"You can protect me to spend these 10 days..."

"Don't worry about this twelve. If you want to hit you, you must pass through us. I will never let them touch you."

"Thank you." Zhang Mu smiled.

"But... 12, if there is a siege in the future, I would like to ask you for help..."

"no problem."

After chatting for a few words, the emperor opened a small room for Zhang Mu on the channel called the "Twelve Wings Exclusive Room" and asked Zhang Mu to go in for "retirement".

I just entered the 6th level map and needed a lot of experience to teach the emperor. However, Zhang Mu didn't want to listen to those clichés. After entering his own exclusive room, Zhang Mu rubbed his hands hard and patted them into the fields connecting the town.

"Is this Tian?" Everyone's eyes lit up.

Two large areas of barren land are covered with weeds and wild flowers. The spring breeze blows, and the weeds passing by are swaying wantonly. Butterflies and dragonflies are flying freely in the sky. Under the dazzling sunshine, even the weeds are full of vitality.

Everything in front of you is perfectly presented to everyone with the 3D effect of the movie. This seems to be another game, with less battles, less killing, more peace and tranquility, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

“What a beautiful scenery…”

Zhang Mu did not interrupt the girls' amazement, gently patted the mouse, selected the "weeding" button, led by Memphira, supplemented by Adrid, Twelve Wings, 1986, Demake, the five heroes, appeared lazily on the screen, with three men and two women, with unhappy looks, began to bend down and pull out the non-crops growing in the fields.

Their faces were vivid.
Chapter completed!