A Race to The Top

The dragon stopped at the entrance of Nagai Cave, put the two down and flew away.

"If you didn't send me back to the city, why did you bring me here again?"

Giving up flying did make Ling Xiaolu much more secure, but the fat dragon rushed too bumpy, and his whole body frame was almost broken.

"Take you to brush the copy."

"why?"

Ji Meng turned his face away uncomfortably, and reluctantly explained: "Don't you want me to make up for you? It's okay to take you to brush a copy."

"I didn't ask for it."

Ji Meng almost choked in one breath. He softened his attitude one second before reverting to a fierce tone: "What's wrong with taking you to brush your books? You see you are in tattered clothes, others will just look at it. I know you are a rookie."

"I'm a new one. I don't think I'm badly dressed? I think I have poor equipment, so let your company's programmers change the novice outfit to the great **** outfit!"

"you…"

"Furthermore, do you dress decently? Showy, not a serious person at first glance."

"I," Ji Meng lowered his head and glanced at him with anger, "Where do I show off!"

"You have it!"

"I do not have!"

Ling Xiaolu reached out and grabbed Ji Meng's exposed chest muscles: "Isn't that right?"

Ji Meng squeezed his fumbled hand fiercely. Seeing him flushed with anger, Ling Xiaolu knew that he was playing big.

"Then what," he faintly said, "you won't want to call me again, will you?"

Ji Meng Mingming "condescended and condescended" brought someone to brush the copy, but people didn't appreciate it. Ji Meng's five fingers were tightened alternately, and the heavens and humans fought for several rounds between beating and not beating.

In the end, Ji Meng chose to forcibly drag the person into the dungeon: "You give me in!"

With a "buzz" in Ling Xiaolu's ear, he came to another space, and his curiosity made him temporarily put down his guard against Ji Meng.

Nagai Cave is the simplest copy of "Elven Contract", so there is no fancy scene, just an ordinary cave. In order to make it easier for novices not to get lost, even the maze branch is not designed.

The cave was supposed to be dark, but Ling Xiaolu found the texture of the rock wall and the water droplets hanging from the stalactites. He could see it clearly. This is probably the night vision effect given by the game.

Ji Meng entered the copy before letting him go.

"Follow me honestly and don't run around."

"What about running around?" he asked casually.

Ji Meng actually thought about it seriously, but his tone was still full of disgust: "Just run around, I can't save you."

Ling Xiaolu:...

If you say this carefully, I might be moved!

"Hey," Ling Xiaolu asked as he walked behind him, "are there too many people outside who want you to bring the copy?"

"What do you mean?" Ji Meng asked him knowingly.

"Then why is it only me so unlucky?"

Ji Meng stopped and glared at him: "Is it luck?"

"Good luck, good luck, eighteen lifetime luck."

Ji Mengming knew that he was telling the truth, and couldn't beat him because he was afraid of crying, so he had to vent his anger on the mobs. A chain of lightning slashed past, and three more gleaming corpses appeared on the ground.

As soon as Ling Xiaolu saw that there were trophies to pick up, he immediately threw his grievances behind him, ran over happily, and swept the things away. He hesitated when plugging the last one, and asked Ji Meng, "Do you want it?"

Ji Meng squinted to the upper right corner, and Ling Xiaolu accurately interpreted the slight expression: the other party can't see this thing. Very good, it's his!

In front of him, Ji Meng turned on the brush brush mode, sparks with lightning all the way, this level of mobs died before touching the corner of his clothes.

At the rear, Ling Xiaolu turned on the pick-up mode and wiped out all the corpses left by Ji Meng. At first, the progress of the two was basically the same, but soon Ling Xiaolu’s 24-slot novice bag was full. In order to install more valuable things as much as possible, he had to turn over the loot he picked up earlier and compare it with the new drop. , And leave the relatively good one.

Ji Meng cleared most of the copy in one breath, and when he turned around to see that the people were gone, he had to turn around to look for it.

When he found Ling Xiaolu, he was squatting next to the corpse, holding a thing that was worthless at first glance in one hand, carefully comparing attributes.

"what are you doing?"

"Pick up things." Ling Xiaolu said without looking up. After careful comparison, he finally determined that the right hand piece was two gold coins more expensive than the left hand piece.

"Does it take so long to pick things up?" Ji Meng didn't understand.

"I have a full bag, I can't hold that much, so I have to pick a good one."

"That's good for you? It's all tattered shops that can't sell for a few dollars."

"It's not money for you, it's a lot for me!"

"..." Ji Meng couldn't refute, "then pick it up quickly!"

"I said the bag is full!"

Ji Meng couldn't bear it, and pointed at him: "Give you two paths, either leave your trash and go, or I will chop you into ashes with them."

Ling Xiaolu's eyes rolled around, resolutely holding his pile of trophies tightly, stubbornly raised his chin, and put on a look of death.

Ji Meng, who couldn't get off the stage with his index finger:...

Thinking of Ling Xiaolu going on like this, and not knowing how much time he spent comparing one scum with another, Ji Meng felt that the road ahead of his trip was darker than the cave itself.

"Do you have to pick it up?"

"It's wasteful not to pick it up!"

"Time is more valuable!"

"I'm not in a hurry."

The two stood in a stalemate until Ji Meng was defeated again. He unreservedly opened his luggage and started sharing the backpack.

This feature was originally designed to be convenient for couples to use, and the party that opens sharing has multiple authorization levels. Ji Meng didn't bother to look at it, numbly hooked it to the end, and directly gave Ling Xiaolu the highest authority.

Ling Xiaolu received the notification from the system, and the uplink bag icon on the panel flashed synchronously.

After he was puzzled to open the location, he found that in addition to his original backpack, a new bag had been added. The difference is that the number 24 is written on my backpack, but on the new bag is an "infinite" mathematical symbol.

"My time is precious. Allow you to temporarily put your **** in," Ji Meng emphasized with a stern face, "It's only temporary!"

Ji Meng's collection is enough to open the door to a new world for any new player. Where did Ling Xiaolu have the energy to notice what the other party emphasized.

It was not long before Ling Xiaolu came into contact with this game. Just judging from the icon, you can guess that the dazzling equipment and items in the bag are expensive.

Not to mention the various high-end consumables, all of which are 99 superimposed groups. Ling Xiaolu made a "wow" and "wow" exclamation sound while sliding the interface.

"It turns out that the luggage for the appointment is like this," Ling Xiaolu sighed, "Is there no limit on the number of compartments?"

"No, this is enough for you, right?" Ji Meng said fiercely.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Ling Xiaolu turned his head and looked at his 24-cell bag made of brown burlap, which looked even more pitiful against the backdrop of the previous baggage.

"It's nice to have money." He shook his head.

"It's **** rich." He sighed again.

"Is it really good or hateful?" Ji Meng couldn't understand him.

"It's good to have money, but it is hateful for others to have money." Ling Xiaolu concluded.

Ji Meng didn't want to discuss with him the question of having money or not: "Pick up your things and go quickly."

Ling Xiaolu swiftly packed all the low-level dropped items into Ji Meng's bag, and even the ones that had been reluctantly thrown away before were all picked up and placed side by side with Ji Meng's expensive props.

Ji Meng glanced at the eye pack, which was filled with all kinds of trash, and almost carried it back with anger.

"After returning to the city, sell me all your broken pieces, and you are not allowed to keep any of them!"

"Don't worry, that's for sure!" Ling Xiaolu patted his chest to make a guarantee, and even took the opportunity to pat on his horse. "There are so many interesting things in your bag!"

Ji Mengzhuang didn't hear it, and after a while, he said nonchalantly: "If you need it, take it yourself."

"Oh...huh?" Ling Xiaolu didn't react.

"Ah for what?"

"Really?" Ling Xiaolu was pleasantly surprised, "Can I take it whatever I want?"

"Let you take it, you take it, which is so much nonsense!"

"My husband, you are so kind!" Ling Xiaolu shouted excitedly.

Ji Meng's expression immediately became weird again: "What do you call me?"

Ling Xiaoluo was confused: "Husband, don't everyone call you that? You don't like it? What do you call you, Dad Ji doesn't sound good."

Ji Meng's face turned red and white, which was really wonderful, and for a long time he suffocated a sentence: "Whatever you want!"

"Oh."

Ji Meng turned around and continued to clear the copy, then turned around without taking two steps, and said fiercely: "The one behind can't work!"

Ling Xiaolu:...

With unlimited space to help out, Ji Meng's speed of clearing monsters (Ling Xiaolu's speed of picking up corpses) accelerated a lot, and within a quarter of an hour, the two of them faced Jinben BOSS face to face.

The BOSS is a bat monster. Just when he opened his mouth to read his lines, he was chopped into scum by Ji Meng several lightnings. The game experience was extremely poor.

"Go and touch." Ji Meng motioned to Ling Xiaolu.

Ling Xiaolu took out talent **** and agile pants from the BOSS corpse.

"This ball is for pets. You don't need it for the time being. Keep it first."

"Understood." Ling Xiaolu put the things into his backpack.

Ji Meng remembered that he had a history of eating pet food: "Don't eat it yourself."

Ling Xiaolu: ...I prefer to eat!

This copy of the trip has gained a lot, and Ling Xiaolu wanted to go back and sell the loot, which would definitely be enough for a larger bag.

Two people sent out the copy.

"we…"

"Let's go back" before exiting, Ling Xiaolu saw Ji Meng drew a strange symbol on the door of the copy with his hand.

"Restore." Ji Meng's voice fell, and the light and shadow at the entrance of the cave turned counterclockwise, forming a whirlpool, which returned to its original state after a while.

"What is this?" Ling Xiaolu was puzzled.

"Reset the copy."

"Why reset?"

"Of course it's to do it again."

"Wait! Why do you want to do it again?"

"You play a game for the first time?"

"Yes!" Ling Xiaolu said confidently.

"This kind of primary copy, who will come and only brush it once?"

"Me!" He became even more confident.

Knowing that he is a novice, Ji Meng can only patiently explain to him: "The small copy is used to brush equipment."

"I already have it." Ling Xiaolu patted the pants he had just put on, and he was very satisfied with the attributes.

"BOSS drops differently every time, you will get more equipment after you swipe it a few times, try to get a set."

"I don't have to put together a set, I just have this one."

Ji Meng's tone became more impatient: "Why is that enough? You can barely see only the lower body, isn't the upper body still tattered?"

Ling Xiaolu was sad and angrily: "Why are you trying to look at my lower body? I didn't want you to look at it!"

Ji Meng:...

This is the first time he has made a lot of kindness and brushed the book with a small account. The original picture in Ji Meng's imagination should be like this:

Ling Xiaolu: "Wow! Your husband is great! None of the strangers here are your opponents!"

Ji Meng: "Now you know how good I am?"

Ling Xiaolu: "I was wrong if I saw you before. Would you take someone to do it a few times?"

Ji Meng: "No, I'm tired."

Ling Xiaolu: "I'm not tired, I'll beat your legs~"

Ji Meng: "Forget it, forget it, you can't help it, just swipe it again!"

…

"Hey, hello!" When Ling Xiaolu saw Ji Meng suddenly not speaking, he began to be in a daze, and poked him in a puzzled way, "When are you going to send me back to town?"

Ji Meng was relieved from the daze, and slammed Ling Xiaolu's restless wrist.

Ling Xiaolu: ...No, this script is a bit familiar.

Ji Meng twitched at the corner of his mouth, and pulled out a threatening sneer: "You get me in!"

Ling Xiaolu was dragged into the dungeon for the second time, feeling that the whole person was not good. He just wanted to keep away from Ji Meng, how could it be so difficult!

This time Ji Meng let the baby out to help fight monsters. When Ling Xiaolu saw the plump guy, he remembered Ji Meng's previous actions to take pictures of him. The more he thought about it, the more angry he decided to retaliate. He secretly activated the camera function and shouted Ji Meng from behind: "Hey, hello!"

Sure enough, Ji Meng turned his head back angrily: "What are you doing!"

Ling Xiaolu blinked a few frantically before taking pictures of Ji Meng's ferocious look.

"It's okay, just scream." Finally he pretended to be innocent and shrugged.

The more Ji Meng looked, the more he felt that he had a problem, but he couldn't think of what he was doing in secret, so he could only pretend that nothing happened, and continue to kill monsters to vent his anger.

Ling Xiaolu deliberately fell behind a few steps, turned on the image editing function, and picked the most fierce one, and P in the following two lines:

—I’m going to grab a copy of a kid

—Let me see who is so lucky?

Then share the good picture of P directly to the personal homepage.

Even if there is no fan, he will hack him! Ling Xiaolu gritted his teeth and thought.

"Why are you so slow again!" Ji Meng found that there were no more people, so he had to look back again. He still didn't believe that Ling Xiaolu could fill his bag with unlimited space?

"No," Ling Xiaolu quickly crossed the homepage interface, "I've been using it for too long, I'm a little tired."

"Tired?" Ji Meng strode forward and asked Sui Sui, "Do you want me to beat your leg?"

He lowered his face, until he exhaled to Ling Xiaolu's face: "Make sure to beat it off."

"...Not tired, not tired," Ling Xiaolu shook his head back in fright, "I still have the strength to do it ten times."