Chapter 10 Player Mission Completed
Early the next morning, Li Xiaoyao was woken up by a child before he woke up.
"What's up?"
The child's voice was filled with joy: "They have completed their mission!"
"Mission?" Li Xiaoyao was still a little confused, "You mean, they have built the palace?"
No wonder Li Xiaoyao was suspicious. Only one day and one night had passed since the mission was released. Has such a big project been completed?
On the top of Black Mountain, the players who completed the mission did not look very happy, but were listless, with worries written on their faces.
"You think, if we build the palace like this, will the mission fail?" [Green Grass Oil] worried.
[Take off your pants and fart] The person next to you said, "What are you afraid of? It's already a miracle that you can do this. If you don't give me magic power, I will go to their game company to cause trouble!"
"Forget it, then we have to know where the game company is first." [What are you doing?] continued.
[Luhua Peanut Oil] said dejectedly: "This task would be impossible to complete without bricks, tiles, or even cement. It would be great if we could achieve this level."
[Shit doesn’t taste good when it’s cold] To encourage everyone: “Don’t worry, I think this task is to test our spirit of unity. As for the result, it is secondary.”
[The ugly monsters, one short and one short, one short and one short] nodded in agreement: "Yes, I believe that when we work hard, Brother Xiaoyao must be silently observing us in the dark, and our efforts must not be in vain!"
"It's not brother Xiaoyao, it's the game planner who is observing us in the dark. Don't forget that this is a game."
"I'm sorry, it's too real here."
Li Xiaoyao did not observe them in the dark because he was busy sleeping at that time.
After waking up, Li Xiaoyao lost all sleep as soon as he heard that his palace was built, and he reached the top of the Black Mountain with his flying sword.
However, the scene before him made him lose his composure in front of the melons for the first time.
"This is the palace you built?!"
It is better to say that it is a palace than a small house, or the kind of dilapidated house that is leaky and leaky.
The shabby house was completely made of irregular stones, and most of the stones still had blood stains left by the melon peels. The gap between the stones is obvious, so big that you can put your finger in it, and only a small part of the area is in contact.
Li Xiaoyao felt that if a gust of wind blew by, it would be unclear whether this house would exist or not.
When the players saw that the NPC's expression was wrong, none of them dared to say a word. They just prayed in their hearts that the mission would not fail.
After all, Li Xiaoyao is a person who has seen the world with his master, so this palace that looks like a shabby house cannot hit him.
He sighed inwardly, it seemed that this kind of thing still had to be done by professionals.
But if it weren’t for the fact that they were short of money, who would be so wronged to themselves?
Li Xiaoyao composed himself, put on an air of immortality, and began his speech:
"My great disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, you really did not disappoint me. You successfully completed this arduous task."
"During this day and night, I know that you are suffering a lot. Some disciples are exhausted to death, some are starved to death, and some are even exhausted and starved to death. When you are working hard, I am beside you. Watching you silently. Do you know that when you are bleeding, my heart is also bleeding; when your body is falling to the ground, my toes are pinched. But it is all worth it! You have accomplished this great and difficult task!”
"It doesn't matter whether it's a palace or a shabby house. What's important is that in the process of completing the task, you let me see a spirit, that is unity! That is not to abandon, not to give up! This spirit is our own free soul !”
After a pause, Li Xiaoyao's eyes were bright.
"Come on, my Xiaoyao disciples, come and receive your generous rewards. This all belongs to you!"
After saying that, Li Xiaoyao took out a rotten book without a title page from his arms, threw it to the ground in disgust, turned around and flew away with his sword.
In the sky, Li Xiaoyao was still muttering: "It seems that we have to find someone to build it again, but where can we get this spiritual stone?"
After listening to Li Xiaoyao's speech, the players who stayed on the ground felt as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, wishing they could leave their lives to the Xiaoyao faction.
What's more, some even started crying. Although they could adjust their feelings in the game, their mental fatigue was indescribable.
At this time, Li Xiaoyao gave them encouragement, which was an affirmation of their efforts throughout the day and night.
Li Xiaoyao's words just now struck a chord in every player's heart.
"This game planning is so over the top that it actually made me cry."
"Xiaoyaohun is so exciting, I have decided that as long as this game doesn't close down, I will play it until I die!"
"Xiaoyao Pai, I haven't felt this way for a long time. Why do I feel like crying?"
"It's not easy. I finally got the "Tongtian Magic"." At this time, [Xu Zhiniao, a thunder user with bad habits] got down to business.
"By the way, where's the magical power?"
"Look for it quickly, where is the magical power?"
Ding The system notification rang in every player’s ears.
"Congratulations, your task [Building a Palace] has been completed. Since your completion level is low, the reward is halved. You have obtained the "Tongtian Divine Art" and there is no sect contribution reward."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you don't have any contribution value, then you won't have it. Just have some magic power."
"Hurry up, I want to practice!"
The rotten book that Li Xiaoyao threw on the ground flew up into the air, and his figure flashed, turning into fifty phantoms, which sank into the minds of fifty internal test players.
[Name of the skill: "Tongtian Magic Skill", also known as "Detailed Explanation of the Entry of Cultivators\