The central square of the city was quite lively.
As the beautiful girls entered, Gardner became more and more excited.
"That girl in the white dress is thin and weak. She looks so cute. She's also my cup of tea. I'll vote for her too."
"The girl in the short skirt in the left corner of the square. Her feet are straight and white, but she doesn't look too weak. She must feel good. She's also my cup of tea."
"The one with the white flower on her head …"
Gardner's voice was so loud that the other judges sitting next to him were a little speechless, but they didn't dare to say anything.
This Golden Son, not only was he strong, not only was he rich, but he was also very cocky.
He was covered in magic equipment.
His whole body was glowing with magic.
Although he was a Warrior, as a nouveau riche, wasn't it reasonable to be armed with top-level equipment down to his underwear?
So although Gardner's voice was loud, no one really dared to say anything in front of him.
And Gardner liked this feeling.
The moon was surrounded by stars.
As time went by, the voting in the venue had reached its climax, and Gardner cast a lot of votes.
Now twenty girls had been voted out.
All that was left was to decide the last ten.
After the mayor cast his vote, it was Gardner's turn.
He had to choose four girls that he liked the most and say why he chose them.
Gardner stood up, and everyone's eyes fell on him.
Including the twenty girls.
"Ahem! I choose number four, thirteen, sixteen, and nineteen. "
"Next, I'll tell you the reason."
Just as Gardner was about to continue speaking with a confident and smug expression, the air around his body suddenly twisted.
Everyone froze.
Gardner froze, too.
Then he subconsciously rolled and lunged forward, trying to get out of the range of the distortion.
However, these strange distortions still followed him.
He rolled to the center of the venue, less than three meters away from the twenty girls.
Then … all his clothes, including his underwear, turned into powder in an instant.
The nearly ten thousand spectators around, as well as the tens of thousands of viewers in the livestream, watched as Gardner's clothes turned into powder with a thud, even forming a dust explosion effect.
Then, the naked Gardner stood in front of the fourteen-year-old girls.
The man's flagpole fluttered high.
After a short period of silence, the twenty girls let out ear-piercing screams and fled in all directions.
The mayor's face was gloomy. He waved his hand, and a group of guards squeezed in from outside and surrounded Gardner.
Gardner's expression became even gloomier.
Apart from the screams of the girls, there was also the laughter of the audience.
As well as the demons dancing in the live streaming room.
However, the livestream was banned before they could even enjoy themselves for a minute.
The official livestream room of the game had black technology. Within two to three minutes, it could determine whether a person's livestream was in line with the mainstream values of society.
The netizens were helpless.
However, there were also netizens who had been recording the broadcast and uploaded the screenshots to the forum.
After that, Gardner became even more famous.
At this moment, he took out his spare clothes from his Backpack and put them on.
Then the mayor walked up to him and said unhappily, "Baronet Gardner, please explain what's going on."
Gardner took a deep breath. Although he was very angry now, he did not dare to be too arrogant in front of the mayor.
"I'm sorry, my lord, I was attacked by an enemy."
"So they cleared your magic equipment?" The lord snorted. "Whether or not you were attacked, the election has been interrupted because of you. Please leave now, and the referees will have nothing to do with you in the future."
Gardner nodded. "I understand."
Then he walked out of the square and punched the tree trunk next to him, leaving a fist mark about three centimeters thick on it.
"Who the hell is messing with me?"
The system would indicate who attacked you, but it would not reveal the name.
For example, "You were attacked by a player."
In that case.
And Roland's name would not be displayed.
This was also a setting of the game.
After all, if a Rogue stole your things, even if he succeeded, and the system showed "Rogue Jojo stole three gold coins from you …"
Could Rogues still survive in that case?
For the same reason, the remote attacks of any profession, whether they showed their face or not, wouldn't show their name.
Although Gardner didn't see the attacker or even know where he was attacked from, he vaguely guessed who did it.
"Roland!"
Gardner gritted his teeth.
The equipment he had just now was worth at least a hundred and fifty gold coins.
It was all gone in an instant.
Anyone would have been angry.
And Roland was sitting on a cloud at this time, heading for his next target.
This target was also a uploader.
He knew that those people should be able to guess that it was him, but the other party had no evidence, and most importantly, he wouldn't turn red.
The PK system of the game was not much different from previous online games.
Those who actively attacked would indeed have a red name … but as long as they didn't kill anyone, they would be wiped out with one attack, and when the PK state disappeared, they would still be in a white name state.
Because they didn't kill anyone.
As for equipment … that was not within the scope of the system's consideration.
After flying in the air for twenty minutes, Roland saw the system prompt that he was out of the "player battle" state.
He smiled smugly and sped up on the cloud.
Roland's next target was streaming how to deal with magical beasts in the wild.
That was also why Roland was looking for him. It was easier to find someone who was direct.
Twain was dissecting an enormous spider excitedly. "Brothers, look, there are a lot of translucent eggs in this spider. That's spider sauce, which can be cooked or roasted. It's very delicious, but it's also quite delicious when eaten raw. Brothers, I'm going to finish it first. Here's the ollie! "
After a shout, Twain grabbed the translucent, densely packed eggs in the giant spider's cavity and put them in his mouth.
When he was chewing, the sound of the eggs breaking could be heard. It was a very textured sound.
In the livestream, some netizens said that it was disgusting, and the other half said that it was very enjoyable.
A netizen asked, "Twain, I'm level eleven too. Why can't I easily hunt these large magical spiders like you?"
"Because your equipment isn't good enough." Twain patted the gray leather armor on his body. "I'm fully equipped with magic equipment. If it's not for defense, then it's for piercing ability and speed. A lot of people are stronger than me at my level, but few of them are better equipped than me … Let me tell you, this set of equipment is worth at least two million in RMB … "
While he was gloating, his equipment suddenly turned into a mass of white powder and dispersed.
After a brief silence, Twain screamed in fear, "Why is my equipment gone? What's going on? Who's behind this?"
His voice was shrill and desperate.
The netizens in the livestream also screamed in fear.
How terrifying!
What a tiny earthworm!
It was well known that when a man was scared, his penis would shrink.
Then, the picture of Twain holding his head and screaming naked was posted on the forum and even became famous.
Oh my god, I finally have a brother. JPG
The fact that Twain's equipment turned into powder and the fact that Gardner's equipment turned into powder made the headlines.
Almost all the netizens on the forum guessed that someone was targeting them.
"This must be Mage's Disjunction. Only Mage's Disjunction can shatter magic equipment in an instant."
"Did they piss off a powerful NPC?"
"No, according to Gardner, the system shows that he was attacked by players."
"Heh, someone among the players can use Mage's Disjunction? Are you kidding me? That's a Legendary spell … Oh, I know who it is. "
"I know too."
"What's Roland doing? Why is he targeting Gardner and Twain? They don't have anything to do with Roland. "
"Maybe Roland is too arrogant?"
"It's possible, but as an orthodox Mage, Roland would rather spend more time in his lab than attack these people, unless they really pissed him off."
"I still think Roland is too arrogant. He's the top player now, and he can attack whoever he wants."
"But in a PK, isn't it better to kill people? What's the big deal about the equipment? After all, they're dead, and the equipment is on their bodies. They can be skinned at any time. "
"But killing people will get red, not equipment!"
Just as the netizens were speculating on the forum, the third victim appeared.
It was Payne, a Bard player who streamed how to pick up girls in a tavern.
Payne's outfit was even more outrageous. Not only was it magic equipment, but he was also willing to spend a fortune to pick up girls. These pieces of equipment could not only provide excellent help in battle, but they were also quite glamorous.
They were products of the elves.
They were very expensive, and the whole set cost more than three hundred gold coins.
This time, the players were silent.
After another four hours, the fourth player to suffer the same fate appeared.
It was a female streamer who taught people how to match magic jewelry. She was streaming at the time, and there were a lot of magic jewelry on the table, all made of magic gems.
After a Distortion Force Field, she disappeared too.
This time, all the netizens on the forum exploded.
A lot of people cursed Roland.
There were also some trolls stirring up trouble.
All of a sudden, Roland became the incompetent guy in the eyes of all the players.
Some people even went to the official customer service and asked the official GM to ban Roland's account.
Then Roland posted.
"About Me Blowing Up Other People's Equipment"
The content was as follows:
I've never done evil to people, but I won't flinch when people bully me. Your equipment is money, but my experience isn't? If you want to kill me, you'll have to bear the consequences of letting me know. Don't think I can't find you just because you wear a wolf mask and ask the Lich to go to the front lines.
There are five people left, and I won't call names. I'll continue to find opportunities to play with you.
It's true that I don't dare to kill you for fear of a red name. But if you can, from now on, don't wear any magic equipment again, or I'll blow up every piece of equipment you find.
Anyway, I have Casting Material Exemption, and Mage's Disjunction doesn't need casting materials.
There's still time.
As soon as the post came out, the entire forum was shocked.
A lot of discussion posts appeared.
"I knew that Roland must have a reason for doing this."
"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard of such a thing before, but I didn't take it to heart and thought it was a rumor."
"But even so, Roland shouldn't have blown up other people's equipment. It's a lot of money."
"Oh, Roland said that your equipment is money, but his character experience isn't money? Now that he's a Legend, if he dies, how long will it take for him to get back one-tenth of his total experience? "
"But after all, other people didn't do anything. He had to at least wait until they did before he could counterattack. Otherwise, it wouldn't be justifiable defense. "
"Tsk, why would I talk to you about justifiable defense in the game?"
All in all, now everybody knew why Roland blew up other people's equipment.
As many people cursed him, there were as many people who supported him.
In any case, public opinion wasn't as one-sided as before.
Then another day passed.
Roland climbed out of the virtual cabin and jogged on the treadmill in his room for half an hour. After washing up, he went to the cafeteria for breakfast.
At this moment, the girls in the cafeteria all looked very fresh, and the handsome guys all looked very energetic.
Don't get me wrong, they didn't eat Roland's stuff.
There were hundreds of thousands of researchers in the base … Roland couldn't provide that many even if he squeezed himself dry.
It was mainly because there was progress in the research.
Su Minluo's early medical studies weren't for nothing.
She had purified the core "substance" in Roland's stuff and sent it to the material analysis department.
It was a substance that had never been seen before … But those gray-haired old researchers managed to figure out its composition.
Then, they copied it and mass-produced it!
It wasn't exactly mass-produced.
The total production capacity of the entire base could only produce about ten kilograms a day.
Fortunately, this thing only needed a few grams to be effective.
Also, the effect lasted quite a long time.
What was even more ridiculous was that the effect of injection was much better than eating it.
Su Minluo was also rewarded with a first-class merit because of this.
Although her position wasn't promoted, her military rank was increased.
The ten kilograms of the stuff were supplied to the scientists first.
The security guards came second, and the leaders came last.
Of course, the composition, materials, and production methods were all sent to the leaders in a confidential way.
It was believed that soon, a large national medical institution would really mass-produce the stuff and release it to the whole country and even the world.
Then, they would make a fortune for the national treasury.
Of course … Roland had his gains too.
After breakfast, he went to the director's office.
Seeing him, the director asked him to sit down and said kindly, "Comrade Little Huang, you've made a great contribution this time!"
"It's not my fault. It's all Comrade Su Minluo's contribution."
"It's all thanks to you. If you hadn't brought out your ability in the game, we wouldn't have gotten such an important thing." The director said with a smile, "It's always the instinct of all creatures to prolong their lives … Also, this thing, if planned well, will bring great benefits to our country. It will effectively improve our international image and our strategic plan. "
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