v2 Chapter 177： : Rapidly changing wind direction, frustrated

Carefully browse the system, except for the upcoming defense battle, other activities are in a calm state.

It seems that the tasks at this stage are started little by little.

And no longer like the original, these tasks can be selected just after the update.

In addition, the world is currently in a state of separatism because of its own actions.

Players from the three camps have conquered one after another. Xia Bo may have strong personal strength, but the number of individuals is too small to be comparable to the players of the white camp.

After observing the information of the world, Xia Bo felt that he was not in a hurry for success. Now the game does not reveal the information in the future. No one knows what will happen in the future.

Xia Bo is not in a hurry to attack the players on the guilt rating list, and their strengths are currently in an unknown state.

And at this stage, with the update of the game, there are no rewards for various rankings. In order to preserve their own strength, basically few people open the live broadcast.

It can be said that after the game update, most of the things have been scrapped. Similar was eliminated by the version, and he chose to start the broadcast last night just to inspire people, otherwise Xia Bo would not choose to start the broadcast.

The scolding in the world did not end because of yesterday's own battle, but intensified, and it has reached the level of out of control.

Xia Bo glanced at it twice and lost interest. Not only did the curse war fail to achieve any effect, but it deepened the contradiction between the two camps to an irreconcilable level.

The most important thing is that paddling in the world is a waste of time.

Xia Bo didn't know what people in the world thought. He knew in his heart that he must improve himself if he wants to live steadily in this world.

Time passed, and dawn came quietly.

There was a faint light in the sky, a white belly appeared, and the light fell on the world full of yellow sand.

A new day begins.

Xia Bo was standing on the edge of the highway, her back drawn very long by the rising sun. His back looks a little bleak, but he carries an endless coldness, and his strange eyes carry endless coldness.

"This world needs a hero, but this hero is not me. Old man Zhou, this is the last time I have helped you. So far, I don't need to find me in the future."

"Xia Xiaozi, don't take the news in the world to your heart. These people are greedy and fearful of death. It is normal to publish such news. After all, the quality of domestic players is still uneven, not to mention their thinking."

Xia Bo did not receive a reply from Old Man Zhou, but shut down the system with a pair of cold eyes.

The wind direction of the world has changed greatly. I originally thought that I could change a little for the yellow camp, but it didn't.

In the eyes of some people, Xia Bo has become a bad guy who destroys the relationship between white and yellow.

They think that Hundred People may not have this badness, and the root of all this lies in Xia Bo.

The extremely ridiculous remarks, but there are people in the world who think it, and the number is still very large.

This reminded him of the hard work of the Great Xia Kingdom for a hundred years, and countless people threw their heads and blood to open up territories for future generations. It's a pity that these people have forgotten everything. They are full of Xia Guo's blood, but they admire foreigners, feel that the foreign air is sweet, the quality of foreigners is high, and the foreign environment is good.

Some even threatened that the heroic deeds written in textbooks were faked.

This let those martyrs who threw their heads and shed blood a hundred years ago know how they feel.

Xia Bo felt chilled and extremely chilled. For the survival of the yellow camp, he did not hesitate to stand up against the players of a camp. Instead of assisting him, these people aimed at him instead.

He even tried to sacrifice himself in exchange for the friendship of the white camp.

How does this make him not chill,

What's more, if you sacrifice yourself, can you really get the friendship of the white camp?

"hehe."

Xia Bo was a little softer, with a hint of bitterness in his voice. These people are really on the wall, falling with the wind.

Obviously this is a deliberate target. Those in the white camp must communicate with the players in their camp, and they will combine with each other, you fan the wind, and I light the fire. Created a storm of public opinion like this.

The villain who pushed himself to destroy the friendship between the two camps.

Even if you refute it yourself, it doesn't work.

People in the world have already identified themselves, and these people from abroad have contributed to the flames, and they have all of a sudden pushed themselves to a high point of destroying friendship.

Even if Old Man Zhou tried their best to defend themselves, they still couldn't recover. After all, in the eyes of these low-level players, the people on these rankings were basically colluding.

Xia Bo suddenly felt discouraged, glanced at the world, closed it, and sat alone on the side of the road.

The current wind direction has changed abruptly, even if his strength is above the sky, he can't play with these foreigners.

After all, resourcefulness is one's own weakness.

The only thing you can do is wait quietly.

It's a pity, even if your reputation is restored, will you still work hard for a bunch of clutter?

Is such a group of people worth the effort?

Maybe after they die, they will set aside their graves and spit on themselves.

On the highway, Feng Shihong was sitting in the car, looking at the fast beating information in the world with a smile, and suddenly felt comfortable.

Click in the private chat:

"The thing is done, I hope you can keep your promise."

The other party responded quickly, in a string of English, after the translation: "Feng, rest assured. We will keep our promise."

......

There is a lively chat group in the world ranking rankings The people in this group are all advanced players from various countries.

"The plan is very successful. At present, most players in the yellow camp think that Xia Bo has become a key figure in disrupting the game between the two camps!"

"Good! These stupid people never know what they have lost."

"Continue to proceed according to the plan. Without Xia Bo's interference, the players of the yellow camp will be trampled under our feet sooner or later. When the road changes come, we will be in a relatively safe position."

The group chat was silent, no one was speaking. They all performed their duties and passed through the initial turbulent era. Now they deeply understand the importance of players grouping together. The emergence of the camp is more certain of their inner thoughts. For the common interest, unite and unite together.

The complexity of this highway is far more complicated than everyone thought, and they only mastered a little bit.

The weather in the morning was still relatively cool. Xia Bo started to cook breakfast on the side of the highway. The wind and sand in the morning had not yet risen. The desert was in a relatively peaceful state, but the sky was gloomy, with the sun shining on the sky, making the gloomy more obvious.