Chapter 671: Score 2

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The name of Amon has become taboo knowledge in the new era.

The Orange Stars abandoned the Redstone Plateau and redeveloped it in another

place.

The number of Amon poisoned players is as high as hundreds of millions, but

the number of people killed by the poison has not exceeded 100 million, just

over 20 million deaths.

The rest of the players have stabilized their blood volume by constantly

taking blood medicines, and have not dropped.

The Orange Stars developed a potion factory earlier, and a large number of

players refine the potion in batches and supply them to the first-line

players.

Wait until the first-tier players' potion reserves are full before passing the

potions to the second-tier, third-tier, and lower-tier players.

In three years, almost Orange Star players have tens of thousands of potions.

The potions can't be used up or used up. In many cases, the wild monsters are

controlled to death by intensive skills and do not need to drink drugs.

Scenarios that require medicine only exist in dangerous first-line strategies.

Game mutations cause monsters to have different skills. First-line players

often have accidents. If they don’t replenish blood, they will die. Death will

lose the level. No one dares to trust it. .

Now, after the spread of Amon's poison, the Orange Star Research Institute has

found that this wave of memetic infections consumes at least 17% of the total

potion stock of Orange Star players.

If Amon prescribes the poison several times, once the potion runs out, he will

face the risk of unlimited drop.

Therefore, the potion factory, which reduced its production capacity a year

ago, has replenished a wave of player resources and produced potions in large

quantities to ensure that the potions of front-line players are sufficient and

cannot be poisoned.

According to Amon’s poison distance and damage conversion formula, the Orange

Stars re-customized a set of distance plans between player guild actions to

prevent Amon’s poison from killing a large number of potential stocks.

With multiple integrations, the orange star’s large industrial game player

operating system operates efficiently again. The head players level up, the

waist players are the core of resource production, and the lower players are

extremely small and are catching up to level up.

The whole structure is like a vertical eye, with fat in the middle and narrow

at both ends.

Kemon didn't know these things, he once again devoted himself to the great

career of leveling.

Amon's poison is too scary, but the poison can still be used. Kemon's cells

have already remembered that feeling and can freely control the poison to

sacrifice their own vitality and release the poisonous mist.

However, this leveling speed is obviously not fast enough.

Yesterday, it jumped from more than 500 levels to more than 600 levels. It was

as fast as riding a rocket, saving a normal person three to five months of

training.

Kemon felt it was difficult to return to the slow leveling years.

Now, he can activate Amon Poison again, sacrifice his life, and then gain

experience on a large scale.

This thought, like a certain desire, burned in my heart.

Who doesn't want to become stronger?

What's more, the means to become stronger is so simple and easy, as long as

you sacrifice your life.

Kemeng counted his own resurrection props. These resurrection props could not

prevent Kemeng from the risk of level drop. Kemeng could only choose a fixed

location to respawn, so as not to respawn to the nearest rebirth point.

"No way, let's get the level up first. If the level is too low, I feel so at

ease." Kemeng once again stood on the land of the main city of Greycastle,

surrounded by people coming and going. People didn't seem to expect a new

crisis to come.

Last time it was revenge, I thought of a bad breath, this time I was purely a

villain.

Kemeng felt that he was not a great saint. If there were blue stars among the

players, he would persuade the opponent to stay away. After all, the longer

the distance, the fewer injuries.

Kemeng strolled around and secretly investigated the city's popularity. Most

players were up and down at level 700.

There are a group of people with more than 600 level, and the most are at

level 700, and there are also a group of people at more than 700 level.

Basically all people at level 800 are training outside, and only a small

number of people at level 800 stay in the city to rest.

He frowned slightly. According to this trend, Kemun's level would surpass them

without having to swipe for too long, and these players would lose their

highest value.

Kemon's goal is still the most senior players in the Orange Star. The higher

their level, the more experience they will provide after killing.

However, the experience gained by killing the player, after all, is not as

good as wild monsters.

Kemeng did a round of quizzes on his way, and through comparison, he found

that within the same level, the experience of wild monsters must be more than

a hundred times more than the players.

The experience of killing BOSS is immeasurable, but at least tens of thousands

of times higher than the experience of the player.

The higher the level of the monster, the more exaggerated the experience it

gives, but in the same way, the experience required by the player for each

upgrade also rises like flying.

In the end, you still have to farm monsters. The experience that players can

provide is very useful in the early stage, but in the later stage, it is a

drop in the bucket.

"The longer the distance, the lower the damage. I drove a round of Amon Poison

yesterday, but only jumped dozens of levels. The second time I turned on Amon

Poison, it should be able to rise to about two or thirty levels." Kemeng

estimated secretly.

After thinking about it, Kemeng found a toilet, closed the door, and secretly

activated Amon's Poison skills to sacrifice all his health.

At that instant, the muscles all over the body melted into black liquor, which

quickly evaporated and disappeared.

With Kemun as the center of the circle, the invisible poison wave spreads

around.

Anyone who knew Amon's name covered his neck in the city, and his eyes

widened.

In a second or two of silence, even if he took medicine to add blood, he could

not withstand the exaggerated blood loss rate, instantly cleared, and died in

a black screen!

They couldn't even scream out, and directly turned into an indescribable

strange meatball.

These meats are consumed by mysterious powers, and the internal essence is

lost inexplicably. It has no nutritional value and no ornamental value. It

will only emit a continuous wave of spiritual pollution.

Those players who didn't know Amon were shocked.

They saw such a terrible scene yesterday, and they were really shocked.

There are also some players, when Amon Poison was turned on yesterday, they

were not online, and they were not hit.

Those who knew all became indescribable waste in the city.

Those who didn't know Akatsuki saw their legs feel weak, teleported away

nervously, and quickly went offline.

Soon, news of Amon's poison spread throughout the game world.

The resurrection point of the main city of Graycastle ~www.mtlnovel.com~ was

once again crowded with people.

Human nature is complicated. It is inevitable that there will be salty pigs in

overcrowded places, so some people staged yesterday's fencing activity, which

was thunderous and bloody.

Kemon hid in the toilet of the hotel, looking at the list of kills that popped

up in the upper right corner, swiping to the screen, he was excited.

Afterwards, the experience bar kept jumping up, level by level, level by

level, and once again completed the leveling of others in three and four

months.

This time, Kemeng saw that his level had stopped at level 684, and his

experience was still slowly rising, but the rising speed had become tortoise

speed.

"Sure enough, the upgrade is getting slower and slower." Kemeng looked at this

experience and knew that the city could no longer withstand squeezing wool

many times.

At most once or twice, the city will lose the value of the wool.

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