After spending a lot of effort, a bunch of people went offline and gathered together. The discussion group had been gathered for ten minutes, but no one spoke. The atmosphere was dead silent.
"From the way they're waiting for reinforcements, it's obvious that they haven't seen through our plan. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so passive. Does anyone have any objections? "Hypothermia said.
Hypothermia said a bunch of things and admired it himself. He felt that it was a good idea. Just as he was waiting for everyone's response, he suddenly heard a system notification. It was a system notification from the discussion group. He opened it and saw that someone had requested to join. Name: Sandpaper.
"Offline?" A certain big shot sent a private message. He felt that it was time for everyone to go offline to discuss. In the end, he didn't receive a reply. Unfortunately, the person who sent the message was someone who had unfortunately died twice in this crusade. He wasn't in a good mood and was annoyed at every message he saw.
"F * ck, us? I've already died twice when you were sightseeing. I've dropped three levels! "Lemon Yellow said angrily.
"That's right. We've always wanted to take down Very Overpowered in one go. But reality has proven that before we fully understand the depths of Very Overpowered, it's too dangerous to do so. We've suffered huge losses because of this. So I suggest that we don't make such a big move. Everyone should bring their own elites to infiltrate Cloud Cloud City. We won't have any direct confrontations with them. We'll just carry out scattered ambushes and assassinations. If he couldn't kill an expert like Thousand Miles Drunk, then he would temporarily avoid him and find the enemy's weak point to strike. He would create panic and trauma within the guild and let the very heaven-defying normal members know that an expert like Thousand Miles Drunk couldn't protect them completely. Instead, he would constantly drag them into this kind of situation where they would be hunted down and hunted down. In such a situation, how can Very Overpowered not disperse? "
"Then after this, Very Overpowered managed to gather around two thousand people in such a short period of time. This is very different from what we know of Very Overpowered's background! Haven't you all thought about this? "Hypothermia said.
"But there are still some details that we need to consider. For example, how do we recognize Very Overpowered? Although they had met twice before, he didn't seem to have much of an impression just by relying on his memory. If the other side doesn't wear a guild emblem, then it won't be easy to recognize them. For example, in the previous battle, those guys didn't wear guild emblems. "First Low Temperature said.
"I don't think there's any other way! Let's call for reinforcements. Everyone, call for reinforcements. Each of us will send a hundred of them. Let's drown these heaven-defying fellows, "someone suggested.
The low temperature was also a little helpless against this person, so he could only copy and send the message he had just sent. After reading it, Yin Sandpaper immediately said, "Great minds think alike. I think so too."
Low Temperature First Rate thought for a moment and said, "I suggest we split the operation into two steps. The first step is to confirm the identity of the OP player. We'll use their level, class, and any other clues we can use. Then, we'll exchange information with each other. Once we have a complete grasp of the information, we'll proceed to the next step of the assassination. How about it?"
"Uh, you said before that they don't wear badges. Doesn't that rule out those who wear badges? If we compare their class and level, we can slightly eliminate some. Then, pay attention to the faces that you've met before. These people and their companions could all be clues! "Sandpaper said.
First Low Temperature was now in charge of the group chat. Seeing that everyone else was ignoring Yin Sandpaper, he could only go and greet him, "You're finally here?"
"This movement is too big. The players in Cloud Peak City won't come out to boycott us, right?" Someone said.
"No objections." Everyone said.
"What do you think, Low Temperature?" Broom felt that First Low Temperature wasn't just analyzing the problem to let everyone see the reality. After analyzing so much, he should at least have some ideas.
"I say, let's all go offline and chat!" First Low Temperature contacted everyone. He knew that everyone needed to calm down and comfort each other. Everyone was thinking about today's setback in their respective cities. The more they thought about it, the more depressed they became. They didn't even have a place to talk about it. This offline gathering was actually very good. They were all in the same boat!
"You say it, you say it." The VIPs who had been in the same boat for a day already understood each other a little. Who had more ideas and who had a more impatient temperament, they were somewhat aware of these more intuitive characteristics. First Low Temperature was clearly the one who was more attentive and had more ideas.
After First Low Temperature put the sandpaper in, all the VIPs were startled. They had almost forgotten about this person. When they were being tossed back and forth, this guy didn't change his original intention of walking to Cloud Peak City. Now he was finally here? The VIPs clearly didn't like this guy. Seeing him come in, none of them took the initiative to greet him.
"100 people, 25 scrolls, 50 scrolls back and forth, this … …"
"This … … is indeed a big problem." Comrade Broom finally realized that he had not considered the problem thoroughly. "Even if we've already seen everything that's out of this world, there's still two thousand people. I can see that their teamwork is very good. Even if we each bring a hundred people, the three thousand people that we've gathered at the last minute may not be a match for their two thousand people. Not to mention their familiarity with the terrain. The more people there are, the more they have to rely on the terrain!"
"Hmph, I thought it was some good plan!" Lemon Yellow still didn't like Sandpaper.
Sandpaper, on the other hand, seemed to be very calm. "Now that I'm here. What's the next step of the plan? "
"You still have the nerve to say that!" Lemon Yellow roared.
First Low Temperature was startled. This discussion group was set up when Feng Shuang was still in prison. This time, Feng Shuang was still in prison and couldn't get the news, so he couldn't come. In the end, this sandpaper completed his long journey while everyone was executing the plan to beat him at his own game. Of course, this guy also received the group number that Weathered Frost gave everyone when he created the discussion group. He probably found that no one was online in Cloud Cloud City, so he went offline to create the discussion group.
Lemon Yellow was furious. This plan was indeed feasible in theory, and it was extremely bold, but the problem was that he really didn't dare to do it. He already said that he wouldn't make a big fuss this time, but in the end, he ran out to be arrogant and despotic. He wasn't going to kill people, he was going to die!
"It's not that I don't want to participate! I just haven't arrived yet. "Sandpaper said.
Unsworn Sword, this old fox, knew that his opponents weren't to be trifled with, so he intentionally didn't let the ambushers wear their badges. He didn't want to attract a bunch of enemies like this. If he wasn't afraid that it would be too obvious and be seen by those out of the world, Unsworn Sword would really want to make a bunch of fake badges to wear. His little cleverness had undoubtedly been seen through by Prince Han, but unfortunately, he was hoping that Unsworn Sword would do that. Unsworn Sword was once again schemed against, but he couldn't help but feel proud.
"En, we're here. What about you guys? "Sandpaper asked.
"Everyone, keep your spirits up!" At this time, the ones who were still able to comfort him were the ones who were still alive.
"Sandpaper, you look really confident. Do you have any ideas? Share them with us!" First Low Temperature said.
Everyone immediately went silent. It was such an obvious problem, but no one had thought about it.
"We must get revenge!!!" One of the brothers said angrily. This person was called Lemon Yellow, the King of Tragedy among the thirty-one people. The first time he came, he was ambushed and killed. This time, he died again, and it was with PK points. He was the only one who suffered the greatest loss. He dropped three levels and was currently on the edge of a cliff of level 40. If he loosened his fingers, he would fall off completely.
"There are heroic methods, but I'm afraid you don't dare to." Sandpaper said.
"Alright, everyone knows!" Broom was very annoyed. How could he not know that A Thousand Miles Drunk's strength was really out of this world? Saying that was just to look down on the enemy strategically and encourage everyone, but in the end, there was this unromantic guy who wanted to tell the truth.
"At the end of the day, do we really have no idea how to deal with him?"
"That's why the people I brought this time are all Marksmen and Assassins." Sandpaper said.
"This time, it was an ambush! If the other side was a bit more skilled and saw through our plan, then I think it's understandable that they would turn the tables on us. But today's process was a bit strange, right? "First Low Temperature said.
"Of course. If we don't make a name for ourselves, we won't be able to explain it to our brothers. "An important person called Broom agreed seriously. Everyone understood what he was thinking. They had thought that this mission would be a profitable trip. Everyone had invited their best buddies and friends. Who knew that this would be the result? If they lost levels, they could at least take responsibility for it. Now that so many of their friends had lost levels, they would be a bit embarrassed to face them. Especially those important people who had lost two or three levels, they would be too embarrassed to greet anyone when they returned to the main city.
"Yo, who's so cruel? Is it A Thousand Miles Drunk? "Sandpaper asked. His words were neither fish nor fowl, making people feel that he was being sarcastic. Lemon Yellow became even angrier: "What does this have to do with you? Didn't you say that you weren't going to participate in our group operation? "
"If our judgment was wrong, then how wrong was it? This time, Very High Temperature had two thousand helpers. What about next time? Would it be four thousand, six thousand, or even eight thousand? Is Very High Temperature's foundation in Cloud Cloud City really as shallow as we thought? Right now, each of us is sending out a hundred people. Even if all of us gathered together, we would only have three thousand people. Today, we've seen Very High Temperature use almost two thousand people. Just now, someone suggested to find people from Cloud Cloud City to coordinate from the inside and outside. Can you guys find someone that you can absolutely rely on? Even the act of buying scrolls from Cloud Soaring Studio has become a very overpowered loophole that has been exploited. Will our cooperation here and outside be exploited by a very overpowered loophole as well? "First Low Temperature said all this in one breath, waiting for the listeners in the discussion group to give some reaction.
"Everyone, just do your best!" Sandpaper said.
"Everyone, don't be rash. We still have some problems to solve!" First Low Temperature saw that this group of people had the intention of immediately gathering troops to return to Cloud Cloud City, so he hurriedly reminded them.
After a moment of silence, someone suddenly said: "A Thousand Miles Drunk is indeed very Very High Temperature …"
"Hi, brothers!" Yin Sandpaper took the initiative to greet everyone.
"That's right! That's more reliable! Let's make getting familiar with each other as a separate step. That'll make things much easier. For example, we can spend money to buy some people to help us identify people. "Sandpaper said.
"Elite team?"
"Forming an elite team." First Low Temperature said.
Of course, this person didn't just send one message. There were other replies, but they were all listless, asking for others' opinions. Of the thirty-one people, half of them weren't in the mood for some stupid offline meeting. Another person was still on the road, and the last person couldn't be contacted. It was their original commander, who had been forcefully cut off by the system. Everyone knew that it was because they had been sent to the dungeon, so they were all at a loss.
"I say …" First Low Temperature said. He had a lot of health, so he didn't die this time. He successfully teleported away, so he naturally felt better than those who had died. Most of those who died bravely still had PK Points. One could imagine how they died. As long as they had one PK Point, it was equivalent to two levels!
"Oh?" No matter what, First Low Temperature still welcomed people who supported his views.
"How could that be? The players from Cloud Cloud City are even more annoying than us. They might even join us when the time comes. Speaking of which, we should've contacted some of the powers in Cloud Cloud City. We were too confident and thought that we were very OP. Who knew that it would be so troublesome. This time, we'll set off while doing some public relations. I have some old friends in Cloud Cloud City. Even though we don't have much contact in the game, we can still talk to them. They can help us a bit. I think all of our friends here have a bit of a relationship, right? Let's all work together and coordinate from the inside. I don't believe that Very OP will be able to defy the heavens just because of a Thousand Li Drunk! "Broom said.
"What's the problem?"
"Who said we have to teleport? We're not in a hurry this time. Let's work hard and walk. Let's set a time and calculate our own route. We'll arrive at Cloud Cloud City together and then register our accounts. If we don't flatten this Very OP, we won't return to the city. "Broom said. It seemed like he had already thought this through.
"If you stand on the streets and shout 'Very OP, come out', who knows if a few of them will come out for you to kill!" Sandpaper said.
"Sigh …" Everyone sighed.
"I'm angrier than anyone right now. What wouldn't I dare to do?" Lemon Yellow said.
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