~： Ask for leave.

Genius remembers this site address in one second: []The fastest update! No ads! .., perhaps it was well-prepared, or perhaps it was too much to overestimate the danger of the night. This first night landing on an alien made the highly nervous players feel as if they had hit the cotton with a punch. Within the fire range of several piles of [Campfire Technique], no mosquitoes, flies, venomous insects dared to approach the camp, the only thing that caused a little trouble for the player was a group of hairless, six-legged wolf-like creatures. But these alien beasts are far inferior to the Martian cockroaches they encountered when they first landed in terms of number and strength. They dropped dozens of corpses and fled back embarrassedly without even rushing over the minefields arranged outside the camp. The jungle. Not only the first night, but also the next two days and nights. Whether it was marching during the day or camping at night, the players never encountered the dangerous situation of almost annihilation in the beginning. It seems that those Martian cockroaches that obscure the sky are just System b that accidentally appeared, and now this kind of "armed parade" is the normal difficulty that it should have. By the early morning of the fourth day, the trees in front of them became thinner and thinner, and many places could pass without even clearing the road. Everyone had already walked out of this dangerous primitive jungle. "Grass, finally figured out! If there weren't those **** cockroaches, we wouldn't have deviated so far from the landing site." As soon as he got out of the woods, he couldn't wait to jump off the ATV and squat by the nearby stream. He picked up water and splashed it on his face. The refreshing splashes refreshed his spirit. Others also squatted by the stream and washed their faces. Although there is no shortage of water for the magician profession in the team, it is hard to get out of this **** tropical jungle and always have to do something with rituals. Celebrate things with a sense of feeling. Luo Jie leaned on the back seat of the Hummer in a very comfortable posture, holding a thick book covered with animal skins in his hands, and flicking the pages in front of him from time to time. 【World Book; Longo Longo】. For three days, he has been observing this rare auxiliary imperial tool. The effect of this Emperor is very interesting. Some are like electronic maps with the fog effect of the battlefield. As the location changes, it will automatically display and record detailed maps within a radius of 10 kilometers and simple maps within 50 kilometers. It even automatically explores underground veins and water veins. The only disadvantage is that the organisms within range will not be displayed. Luo Jie tried to compare the map displayed in [World Book; Longo Longo] with the system's mission exploration map, and found that the exploration range of the former does not overlap with the latter. In other words, he can't use [World Book; Longo Longo] for this task. If you think about it, you can understand that in theory, anyone can easily reach the exploration rate required by the main mission by flying around the planet with [The Book of the World; Longo Longo]. How could the system leave so much? The loopholes for players to drill? But if this task needs to be measured personally...Looking at at least five zero exploration percentages after the decimal point in the visual projection, Luo Jie's brows gradually frowned. "It's time for dinner." The shouts of the logistics team members came from the window, and the air was filled with the unique aroma of the food. The main dish is the meat of those hexapod monster wolves, combined with wild vegetables and fruits found along the way in the jungle. After the skillful cooking of several "chef" professionals in the team, whether it is presentation or taste, it can’t help being indexed. Big move. Luo Jie closed the pages, took the [Book of the World; Longo Longo] back into the storage space, and pushed the car door to the chaotic food grab scene like a university cafeteria. A big rough hand rested on his shoulder, and the rough voice of "I'm still hitting a tiger tonight" came from behind. "Captain Nightmare, come here, the meal is ready. I also invited several other captains to discuss the next action by the way." Luo Jie nodded and turned around to follow "I'll fight the tiger tonight." He happened to have something to explain to a few others. It was still that simple table, and Jia Shuai and "Emerald Cactus" had already been seated separately. "Sit down, Captain Nightmare too, let's talk while eating." As he said, "I'll hit the tiger tonight" sat down on his own, picked up the lunchbox in front of him, and snorted it into his mouth. Smacking his lips for the enjoyment, he was obviously satisfied with the workmanship of the logistics team. Players who generally choose "chef" as their life profession, most of them are confident in their cooking skills, or simply are cooks before entering the illusion. Even if the cooking fails, the weirdness of murderous chefs will generally not appear. product. "Everyone is here." "I'll hit the tiger tonight." With a bulging cheek, he said vaguely: "Now that we have left the jungle, what should we go next? Let's take a stand--- -Should we continue to move forward in groups like this, or do we split up according to the original plan?"

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