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Chapter 731

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The crisp chirping of birds echoed in the forest, and the dense forest rustled in the cool breeze.

A gust of wind blew over, and the golden leaves trembled slightly. They broke away from the branches and danced in the wind.

They swayed and swayed, as if it was a golden rain.

It wasn't until the wind died down that the leaves that danced in the wind slowly lost their momentum and slid down, like children who had had enough fun.

Finally, the leaf fell into the crystal clear stream.

The stream flowed continuously, and the round pebbles could be seen clearly. Small fish could also be seen nimbly shuttling through the water.

The leaves that fell into the water created ripples, attracting a few fat trout that swam over curiously.

Suddenly, a fair arm plunged into the water, causing a splash.

The fish fled in panic, and the arm successfully caught the fattest one of them, raising it high.

The trout struggled continuously, and its excited voice sounded by the stream:

"Master! Master! I caught a fish! Haha, we can make fish soup tonight! "

It was an elf youth wearing Black Iron high-ranking hunter equipment. He raised the trout high with a smug look on his face.

Hearing his voice, an elven ranger with gorgeous equipment pushed aside the branches blocking the way and jumped to the elf youth's side.

Then, he flicked the trout in the elf youth's hand into the water.

After regaining its freedom, the trout immediately scurried away like a frightened rabbit, disappearing into the stream in a moment.

"F * ck! My prey! Master, what are you doing? "

The elf youth exclaimed.

He looked gloomily at the elven ranger who had attacked.

The elven ranger smiled and said:

"'Elven Nation' has a built-in ecosystem. Every autumn is the season for the trout to return to spawn.

"At this time, it's better not to catch them. Hmm … if you want to obtain more aquatic products in the coming year."

Hearing the elven ranger's words, the elf youth was slightly stunned.

Then, he asked with some surprise, "What's the matter?

"So, what's said on the Internet is true? The resources in 'Elven Nation' aren't refreshed, but are freely updated in the simulation of reality? "

"Of course, resources and monsters outside of the dungeon aren't refreshed."

The Elven Ranger nodded and continued.

"If it weren't for this reason, the beasts in the core wouldn't have been wiped out. Some Guilds wouldn't have set up Breeding Farms either."

"Isn't this a little too realistic … It's so realistic that it's perverted."

The young elf scratched his head and widened his eyes.

"Of course it's real. You've been in the game for two months. Haven't you gotten used to the style of 'Elf Nation'?"

The Elven Ranger raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay, it's okay … Hehehe, I only registered because I heard from the internet that this game is especially immersive, comparable to transmigrating to another world. You don't say, it's really great!"

The elf youth smiled foolishly.

Hearing his words, the Elven Ranger couldn't help but smile.

Then, his expression turned solemn.

"Oh right, how's your training going? If you feel like it's about time, I'll make an appointment with a dungeon team in a few days. "

The young elf's eyes lit up.

"Are we going to the Demon God Maze?"

The Elven Ranger nodded.

"Of course, you're already Level 40. If you want to level up, you'll have to grind for the Silver Class Advancement Slots."

The young elf sighed.

"But the maximum level is Level 60. I still have to grind for advancement. I don't know when I'll be free …"

"What's the hurry? I've only just reached Level 60. By the time you reach Level 60, you won't be a graduate anymore. You'll be an elite. There are less than 10,000 Level 60 players in the entire server right now. That's less than 1% of all players. "

The Elven Ranger scolded with a smile.

"The drop rate of the maze is very high now. The sooner you advance to Silver, the sooner you can participate in the expansion pack war. Who knows when the Mythical Battlefield will start."

"Is it the expansion pack that the officials announced earlier?"

The young elf's eyes lit up.

Then, he said excitedly.

"That expansion pack is so great! Endless darkness, tide-like demons, and the impassioned soundtrack. It's so great! It's like watching a movie! "

"Oh right, there's also the opening animation of the game. It's awesome!"

"The officials are so awesome. They actually edited all the players' efforts into the story. The feeling of watching the elves grow bit by bit is so exciting! I'm going to plant grass immediately! "

Looking at the young elf's excited look, the Elven Ranger's smile became even brighter.

For a player who regarded Elven Nation as his second home, he couldn't be happier with the newbie players' recognition of the game.

That feeling was like finding a bosom friend in the vast sea of people, finding a like-minded partner …

The elves grew bit by bit, building one city after another, and gradually spreading their name across the continent. It was also the pride of every player of Elven Nation.

Looking at the Ranger's smiling expression, the young elf's eyes flashed with a hint of mischief.

He suddenly chuckled.

"Also, Master, the part where you talked to the goddess in the plot animation was also great."

The Elven Ranger's smile froze on his face.

The blush gradually spread.

"Schubert …"

"I'm here!"

"Your Silver gift is gone."

"F * ck! Master, I was wrong! "

The Elven Ranger snorted softly, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and floated away.

"Damn, cheating! Blood Elves are amazing! "

The young elf grumbled in dissatisfaction and chased after him.

The two elves crossed the stream, jumped in the forest, glided on the grass, and ran by the lake.

The melodious and pleasant elven tune resounded in the background, accompanied by the rustling of leaves in the wind and the cheerful singing of birds in the forest. It was a heavenly sound.

On the sparkling surface of the lake, the azure sky was like a crystal clear mirror that had been washed. Wisps of white clouds floated in the sky.

The golden sunlight shone diagonally on the surface of the water, plating it with a layer of sparkling light.

Further away, the trees and shrubs of different heights were reflected in the water. Green, gold, red, purple … The different colors of the leaves formed different colors, and the different colors intertwined together, like a colorful and beautiful oil painting.

No …

This gorgeous autumn forest scene was like a masterpiece painted by the most artistic oil painting master with his life's energy.

The two elves' figures constantly shuttled back and forth, one in front and one behind.

They passed through fields of golden wheat, winding paths, and villages with smoke curling up from their chimneys …

Finally, they stopped in front of a boundless road that ran through the forest.

A carriage was parked by the side of the road. The Dragon Scale Horse in front of the carriage snorted and lowered its head to nibble on the weeds on the side of the road.

An elven girl in a white dress was sitting in a carriage, swinging her two fair calves and looking up at the sky. She was holding a long piece of wheat straw and swinging it around as if she was playing a piece of music.

Hearing the laughter from afar, she turned her head, and a pair of big blue eyes instantly lit up.

However, she quickly changed into an angry expression. She jumped down from the carriage, put her hands on her waist, and shouted at the two elves who were running toward her:

"Mr. Cyber! Mr. Hubert! You guys have been practicing for too long today! I've been waiting here for a long time! "

Hearing the crisp and pleasant voice, the Elven Ranger at the front jumped onto the carriage and smiled embarrassedly:

"Sorry, Estelle, we'll be earlier next time."

The young elf also caught up, panting. He was as tired as a dog and looked at the Elven Ranger with resentment:

"Master, why didn't you wait for me? Bullying a Level 40 Elf at Level 60 …"

As he spoke, he looked at the girl and greeted her warmly:

"Good afternoon! Estelle! "

"It's already evening!"

The elven girl looked at the sky that was dyed red and rolled her eyes.

"Let's go, Grandpa Gando is still waiting for us!"

She said.

The three of them got on the carriage, and the carriage started moving slowly into the distance.

The Elven Ranger leaned against the open carriage and took a sip of the flower tea from the kettle. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed it.

The cool evening breeze blew gently, making one feel relaxed and happy.

The girl driving the carriage hummed an ancient song, which was pleasant to listen to.

The beautiful forest in the distance, the village nearby, the carriage moving slowly on the winding road, and the young and cute elven girl singing a song in the carriage …

Everything was so beautiful, just like a dream in a fairytale world.

Sitting in the swaying carriage, the Elven Ranger's gaze became gentler, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The Elven Ranger was none other than the player who completed the Epic Quest alone, Cyber.

It had been half a year since the return of the Frost Elves, and the life of the Elves was completely on the right track.

A few months had passed, and the beautiful autumn came again.

However, compared to a few months ago, the Elf Forest was much more lively.

This was not only because more than 200,000 Frost Elves had returned and built villages in the forest, but also because more than two months ago, "Elven Nation" had been updated again.

The netizens who had been eagerly waiting on the Bluestar network for a long time finally welcomed the third open beta of Elf Nation.

This time, Elf Nation's officials directly released more than 400,000 players, which expanded the total number of players to one million!

Not only that, but the official website also released an announcement.

In addition to specific version updates, Elf Nation would release a fixed number of new players at the beginning of every month on Bluestar.

The influx of players made the Elf Forest even more lively.

Among them, the seaside city Milovia had the most Frost Elves, so it became the first choice for new players to gather.

NPCs were equivalent to daily quests, and daily quests were equivalent to experience and contribution points.

Even though there were all kinds of ways to farm monsters, finding NPCs to do quests would always be one of the joys of the players in Elf Nation.

Of course, with the influx of new players, many old players also brought their disciples.

Including Cyber.

The young Elf who was sitting in the carriage and admiring the scenery on both sides was the land that Cyber accidentally picked up on the day of the open beta. His ID was: Hubert.

He was also a Hunter player, and he planned to specialize in Ranger like Cyber after reaching Silver.

Another interesting thing was that as Elf Nation's reputation continued to grow in Bluestar, more and more players named themselves according to the Western style of the open beta.

On the other hand, the number of funny names had decreased significantly.

In just a few months, the strength of the players in "Elf Nation" had undergone tremendous changes.

The most obvious manifestation was that the number of Silver players had greatly increased. There were already more than 100,000 players, and they were moving towards 200,000 players.

Among them, the number of Silver mid-level players accounted for a quarter of the total number of Silver players.

On the other hand, Cyber, who had completed his personal epic mission, naturally received the Silver class advancement slot and became a max-level player a week ago.

He was a real big boss.

The carriage moved slowly, and Cyber's thoughts flew.

There were fewer trees on both sides of the road, and there were more fields.

Those were small farms that the players opened up in the open space in the forest.

Although the scale of the farms was not big, because of the magic power, the output was not low at all.

From time to time, he could see Frost Elves working in the fields. They were NPCs hired by the players.

They seemed to like working with these crops.

When they saw the carriage, they would stop and greet Cyber enthusiastically.

Cyber would respond with a smile.

As the savior of the Frost Elves, he was very popular among the Elf NPCs in Milovia.

Everyone's favorability towards him was almost maxed out, and at the same time, they were very respectful towards him.

However, Cyber was quite distressed about this.

He thought that with his reputation, he would be able to find Frost Elves to do daily quests without any hindrance.

In the end … because the Frost Elves respected him too much, most of them were too embarrassed to give him quests.

Only Gando, Estelle, and the Demigod Aurora who lived in the Milovia Temple could ignore his savior's halo and give him quests normally.

In a sense, it was a happy headache.

The carriage continued to move, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road.

Not only were there elves, but there were also players coming and going.

After going around a forest, the view suddenly widened, and Milovia's picturesque white buildings came into view.

Estelle drove the carriage slowly into the city.

The tune of the background music suddenly changed, and it became relaxed and cheerful, making people feel as if they were in a bustling medieval city.

The scene in front of him was indeed so.

There was an endless stream of people on the streets, and the sound of wheels and hawking could be heard.

The exquisite and elegant Elf buildings on both sides were hung with various decorations for the Harvest Festival, adding a festive feeling to the city.

At this moment, Cyber suddenly realized that there were only slightly more than ten days left until the annual Harvest Festival.

After passing through the bustling streets, the carriage finally stopped in front of a brand-new tavern.

On the wooden plaque above the tavern, the tavern's name was carved neatly in Elvish:

"Hope Tavern."

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