Chapter 10

Blood gas perception?

Bai Song couldn't help but look at the crazy battle. Blood gas perception is a very rare magic skill. The crazy battle doesn't matter at present. He carelessly sends this skill to others.

In fact, it's not that he is stupid, but that this skill can only be regarded as a chicken's rib skill when his perception does not reach a certain level. In myth, a few special skills have the effect of hiding or interlocking with other skills.

If the perception is piled up in the later stage, the blood gas perception can ignore the stealth skills and greatly improve their agility, even the heavy soldiers will become as light as a swallow. If you just become faster, you don't deserve magic.

The most terrible thing about blood gas perception is that it can mark weakness and double the damage of weakness.

Seeing that the axe warrior's character was good, Bai Song stopped him and said, "if you don't plan to form a third person, I can form a team with you."

"Well, I can't group anyone anyway."

If ordinary people hear the tone of Bai Song, they will be angry, but the axe soldier is very happy.

Bai Song accepted the invitation of axe soldiers to form a team. Seeing his level, Bai Song finally knew why he couldn't form people, because this guy was only level 4.

Ordinary players have already reached level 5, and those who are more powerful have reached level 6. Of course, Bai Song is not qualified to say anything about others, because he is one level lower than this guy.

"Hey hey, when I accepted the blacksmith's task to dig a pit in the early stage, I dug a piece of precious ore. according to the blacksmith, I released a series of tasks to me, and then I got the chicken rib skill of blood gas perception." the axe warrior felt embarrassed and felt that he would be ridiculed for taking the precious time in the early stage to do such a stupid thing.

After hearing that blood gas perception is a chicken rib skill, Bai Song tried to beat him, but didn't tell the story.

"Eh? Why are you level 3? Are you just as unlucky as me?" the axe soldier laughed at the fact that there were others lower than his level: "forget it, these things are not important. My name is tofu milk. Just call me tofu. My goal is to become an elegant swordsman."

"My name is Yimi white pine, just call me white pine..." said here, white pine suddenly stopped what he wanted to say.

Bai Song ponders, tofu milk... Why does it sound a little familiar? Suddenly Bai Song remembered that one of them was called tofu milk?

In myth, we can't use those fancy symbols to get the ID, such as the following ID:  crystal, 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣 夣, I'm a little silly t_ T. Fallen angels... Will never appear in myth.

Therefore, the three words of tofu milk are tofu milk itself, and the ID is not repeatable.

Looking at the people of the past life, Bai Song smiled at himself with a big face. Bai Song sighed that things are subtle and impermanent.

"Just what?" the tofu milk looked at the white pine and couldn't help but wonder.

"Nothing, just call me Bai Song." Bai Song looked down at the axe of tofu milk and asked curiously, "since you dream of being a swordsman, why are you holding the axe?"

"Hey, don't mention it. The mythical equipment thief is difficult to explode. You can use whatever you can." tofu milk sighed helplessly, and then inadvertently saw Bai Song's weapon: "Hey, you're still qualified to say me. You're not a novice weapon."

"That's true." Bai Song was neither laughing nor laughing after hearing this. He didn't do much to explain. He moved his head to the front and said, "brother tofu, don't linger. The big army is going."

Glory called nearly a thousand people, and there were thousands of scattered people. Other guilds saw so many people in glory. Some guilds sent people to check the situation, and some gathered about a hundred people scattered.

For a time, the huge team headed for the cat demon forest, which made some players who were practicing level on the road look confused and didn't know what had happened.

And the front of the team.

"Bai Shao, you've summoned all the guild members from nearby towns. Are you really sure if I say one more word?" the questioner was a man of about 30 years old with a neat and thick beard under his nose, who asked the young man.

"President Yidao, do you know why the glory guild hasn't done it for so many years? Because you have to be sure of everything." the young man looked cold and impressively like Baicheng.

If Bai Song sees this bearded man, he will be surprised. Isn't this the president of the first-class guild black meat! How did you become the president of glory again?

"You are wasting huge human and material resources, and with so many players, it is inevitable to make mistakes. Do you know that you can conquer the boss? You are at NPC and don't even know the specific information of the boss!" Yidao said angrily to Baicheng: "I will report this matter to the chairman."

"Hum, President Yidao, I respect your age and call you President Yidao." Baicheng snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "President Yidao, you have made achievements in the past, but it's all in the past. You have done nothing in the past two years. My father has given me the right to make a decision this time."

"So stop talking."

Baicheng walked forward without going back. Yidao stopped and looked at the back of Baicheng. There was something called leaving in Yidao's heart, which was growing slowly.

"Wocao, how rich are you? It depends on you eating dried meat all the way." Bai Song looked at the tofu milk like a food, and took the dried meat out after a while.

"Ow..." the bean curd chewed the dried meat in its mouth and replied vaguely: "at that time, the blacksmith entertained me to eat the dried meat. I thought it was delicious, so I exchanged the excavated ore for these."

"Oh, you can have another piece." then he handed Bai Song a piece of dried meat.

Bai Song helped his forehead. Originally, he thought that tofu milk was one of the three crazy battles. Anyway, it was a bit of an expert... But unexpectedly, he took the ore in exchange for his soul of eating goods in the early stage.

The white pine is not easy to put into the backpack for the things given by others. The physical strength value is green and can't make up much after eating. White pine is regarded as tasting delicious food. There are all kinds of delicious food in the myth. Many food gangs also specially list a series of delicious monsters.

There are some ingredients that have no fart use. They don't have attribute bonus. They don't recover much physical strength, and they don't have any attributes. But just because it's delicious, people often buy it at a high price.

I have to say, eating goods is really a terrible creature.