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Chapter 360 November, the Black Ox Moon!

Chapter 360: November, Black Ox Moon!

In early November, the weather gradually became colder, and pedestrians on the street began to prepare for winter, and the thickness of their clothes began to increase layer by layer. Of course, some handsome men and beautiful women who are as beautiful as they are as beautiful as they are, are not listed here.

"Huh~ The climate change is so fast. Before I knew it, it's winter... Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye..." Zhang Mu stood at the window and looked into the distance. After sighing for a few words, he then pulled down the glass window.

Simba, a little male dog, had reached 20 kilograms under the random feeding of everyone. At this time, it was tilting its head, squatting on the floor, biting a large piece of dog mud, living with a group of dead housemen, it was boring...

Zhang Mu got up very early today, and he was the only one in the studio.

After a night of consideration, he decided to teach the perfect way to play the 3rd level nightmare main line dungeon.

"One month left, the way of playing the third-level main line dungeon will be made public. Instead of waiting until then, it is better to teach them to maintain the advantage for a month first..." Zhang Mu shook his head and sat back on the chair.

"Hmm? I can't tell, you got up so early." The real person heard the sound of flowing water from the voice channel in his ears, and casually switched out of the game to say hello to Zhang Mu.

"Big Ben, how difficult is your main line dungeon?" Zhang Mu asked straight to the point.

After the dungeon battle a few days ago, more than 90% of the troops in the team were whitewashed. Now, there are no ones who can maintain their strength and hang out on the 7th level map except Zhang Mu.

I thought for a moment and chuckled: "Level 2 is perfect, level 3 is difficult, why? Today, the copy's movement power has just been refreshed, so I can't hold back?"

Zhang Mu picked up the back of his head and said happily: "I will fax you the perfect play method of the third-level nightmare main line dungeon, and it will be burned after reading it."

"What?" I was a little stunned. "The third-level nightmare main line dungeon...the perfect way to play? You can? Have you ever played?"

"Of course, I don't know the secret of this copy. I'll teach you for free in case of our brothers. Is it great?" Zhang Mu began to win people's hearts. This is a method he is better at.

I gently pressed my temples and smiled bitterly and said, "Did you know the secret of the copy for a long time..."

Zhang Mu did not deny it and smiled and said, "Da Ben, your relationship with me didn't seem to be as close as it is now. To be fair, even if you know the way to play the copy, you may not teach me... So, please forgive me for hiding my personal hiding."

"Hahahaha." The Lord said happily: "I saw early in the morning that you are not simple. No wonder the troops are so powerful. It turns out that there is a third-level nightmare main line dungeon to support you... I really didn't expect that such a difficult dungeon has been thoroughly studied by you." After a pause, I was in a good mood and said, "Stop talking nonsense, send the way of playing the dungeon quickly. I will not tell anyone except the only studio~"

"I believe this..." Zhang Mu murmured and threw the copy prepared in the morning to the original deity, which was considered a matter of confusion, but what made him even more confused was that his nominal apprentice should teach him the method of fighting? His Internet cafe staff is complicated and he is the boss. Once someone sees it, the secret of the method of fighting will no longer be valuable.

"Ashang knew it early in the morning." The original person suddenly asked a question, interrupting Zhang Mu's contemplation.

"Yes." Zhang Mu nodded.

"Ha, you kid are very clear about your relatives and distantness. From this perspective, your apprentice should also know this secret. What makes me wonder is why he is so weak?"

Zhang Mu raised his head and sighed: "Don't mention it, there is a reason..."

...

After hearing Zhang Mu's difficulties, the deity laughed wildly and said, "Haha, Twelve, aren't you usually smart? Why do you lose your chains when it comes to critical moments? This matter is easy to solve, why is it so complicated? It's enough to ask him to close his business and rectify it for one day. Anyway, one day is enough to finish the third-level main line dungeon."

"Damn! Why didn't I expect this..."

"Oh, look at me..." Zhang Mu slapped his head hard.

“Haha~”

Zhang Mugang grabbed his cell phone and looked for Taotian. The deity suddenly said, "Twelve, thank you."

"Don't be polite, we're called "no fight" and no acquaintance."

With the help of Zhang Mu, Yi, Taotian and others completely opened up the third-level main nightmare dungeon on November 1, solving the problem of lack of troops to the greatest extent.

Don’t underestimate a nightmare-level dungeon. There are hundreds of 5-7-level troops after three shots. How helpful it is to players is, as long as you have a brain, you will understand it if you think about it carefully.

Zhang Mu's confidant team also spent a whole day to download the dungeon, but at the end of the reward, Zhang Mu did not choose the troops, but chose two resources and one gold coin.

With the firepower of the Armored Crossbow and the Scorpion King, he was able to ensure that he was scrambling to live on the 7th level map. Since that is the case, what do you need to reward the troops? To put it bluntly, he really doesn't take the rest of the troops below the 7th level, except for the Golden Bull, the Confessional Priest and the Wingdragon Fighter. After all, people go to a high place and use the super powerful 8th level soldiers, and then let him turn back to use the 6-7th level soldiers. Just watching them stay in the team will make Zhang Mu feel very upset.

(Sharpshooter holds his forehead: I knew it would be like this, even if I had equipped my military fashion, it would not save my tragic ending... Goodbye, battlefield, goodbye, everyone...)

(The Dragon Eagle Knight kneeled in tears: Where is me? Where is me? I am also very powerful!)

(Pinglong Fighter Proud: The attack is not as high as me, the speed is not as fast as me, and the appearance is not as cool as me, so you deserve to be unlucky.)

(A bunch of abandoned soldiers shouted together: Yes, I’m proud! Our master is fond of the old and old! It’s your turn sooner or later!)

“Does the construction of the black bullpen start?”

"yes!"

After more than a week of hard work, the resources accumulated after finally disappear into vanishing in Zhang Mu's every move. The black cowshed was built at a speed visible to the naked eye - Level 1 black cowshed, under construction!

After looking at the empty town resources and gold coins, Zhang Mu sighed heavily. It took so long to build an 8th-level barracks. How should we build a 9th-level, 10th-level, or even a higher-level army?

At night, Zhang Mu opened a small trumpet as usual, while collecting herbs on the second floor of Baicao Garden, while gaining reputation on the black and white battlefield. Suddenly, a message from the letter flashed over him.

"Twelve Winged Angels, the 'unidentified drawings' you published on the Hero Trading Network have been successfully identified. The appraiser is the Russian player Chekov..."
Chapter completed!
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