Second copy

Not long after Du Ming got up today, he received a small cake from next door. It was a matcha mousse shaped like a puppy.

"Do you like matcha mousse?" Du Ming asked uncertainly and turned to look at Zaizai.

As a caregiver, I should know my baby's taste best, but my baby seems to be different from others from the beginning.

He took the time to study the manual carefully and found that nothing written in it matched.

For example, Angel Baby likes light colors, especially white or gold.

Then look at their house, black and gray are the main colors.

Angel Baby yearns for peace and prefers vegetables and fruits. The one in his family always has seafood.

Oh, by the way, we're running out of food. I guess I need to go to the food court today.

As Du Ming was pondering, the Demon King was cutting up the cake with a small fork, mainly because he was afraid that there might be demonic energy hidden in the cake again.

Successfully turned a piece of cake into pieces.

When someone turned around, all he saw was a pool of green mud.

"...If we don't like it, we won't eat it. We can't play with food."

The devil glanced at Du Ming and fed him the mousse.

Then the two went to the food area to buy some food.

At the intersection of the small road representing the seafood area, the sign from last time was still there. Du Ming couldn't force his way through and couldn't get in at all.

Fortunately, there were stalls outside the intersection, and many players were exchanging food there. Those who didn't have food could use their clearance points, or they could buy some.

There is almost a question mark on the head of each man and the child.

Du Ming quickly walked over to a stall owner to inquire, and got the news that the administrator of the seafood area had dealt too heavy a blow, and now the flow of people here was restricted.

Only ten people can enter each wave, and the mission has also changed. It's no longer a ghost story, but now you enter and the zombies dance closely together, and you must use cold weapons to eliminate them within five minutes.

If successful, you will get the ingredients.

"Also..." the stall owner handed the item to the customer before continuing, "Anyone who said the administrator was bald is not allowed in."

Du Ming was puzzled as to why he only saw his own name.

The stall owner knew it as soon as he saw his expression, "Hey, brother, you're the same, right? Everyone only sees their own name when they go there."

I don’t know whether to say that this announcement is advanced or that the administrator is too petty.

Du Ming didn't ask others for information in vain. Knowing that he had nothing else to exchange, he spent ten clearance points to buy six or seven kinds of seafood.

Although ten clearance points may not seem like a lot, compared to others, it is really a lot.

Clearance points were the only currency that could be exchanged in real life, so players used them sparingly. Although some people used points to buy things for their children in this dungeon, they were medical items, and there was still a lack of food.

So Du Ming bought ten at once, which surprised the stall owner.

The information he mentioned could be easily known by asking around, but he never expected such a reward. He enthusiastically stuffed a lot of wakame into Du Ming's mouth and said, "Make soup with it. It's delicious when cooked, and it's also good when served cold."

"Thanks." Du Ming took the item and tossed it into the player space. He then said to Zizi, "Let's go find something else that's nutritionally balanced. Also, do you really not want to eat vegetables at all?"

The carnivorous demon king was silent for a moment and chose the meat path.

When Du Ming saw this, he had no choice but to take people to the meat area to take a look.

The same scene changed again, and in the blink of an eye they moved to another place.

Golden wheat waves undulate in the wind in the distance, the scent of harvest is strong, and the scene of harvest is everywhere.

Is this a farm?

Du Ming was a little uncertain, and then he saw a group of very funny players holding maces in their hands, jumping around in the wheat field like gophers.

Before he could react, the cub sitting on top of his head disappeared.

A burly man came over. He was two meters tall, fat and big-eared, and his legs were like real elephant legs.

Elephant Legs walked over and handed Du Ming a mace. "You're also a player looking for meat. My rule here is that if you can find your cub in my barley field, you'll be considered a success."

"Go ahead."

Du Ming took the mace and walked towards the wheat field.

This wheat field is not only vast but also the wheat is tall, at least 1.5 meters. No wonder the players look like moles when walking in it.

He shook his head and banged around with his mace. Seeing that the elephant-legged administrator ignored him, he walked over to a player and asked, "Brother, I'm afraid banging around with this mace isn't very efficient."

The player had been looking for his cub for two hours and was very annoyed. He didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was worried about what he might do, so he had to warn him, "Put away the messy thoughts in your head."

"How do you say that?"

"Do you know where your cubs are? They are the wheat in this wheat field. Only when your cubs are touched by your mace can they appear."

"Don't even think about using a cutter or anything like that. I'm telling you, it's useless. The wheat in this wheat field will only react when it's touched by the mace in our hands. If you use a sickle or fire attack, it'll be fine if it only burns the wheat. If it burns the wheat that the cub has turned into, it will be seriously injured if not killed."

After listening to the explanation, Du Ming turned around and looked at the vast wheat field, and suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes.

"Do you feel like dying? But you don't know the disgusting things are still to come." The player was furious. "Your child will be forced to change positions every ten minutes. It's really irritating..."

At the beginning, some players tried to use fire attacks, but after one player's baby was accidentally burned to death, the baby's owner went crazy, and the entire wheat field became a battlefield.

The players whose cubs died used their clearance points to exchange for dozens of super-large cutting machines, and began to cut the wheat from all directions.

Many pups died or were injured, and the players who lost their pups also started to go crazy and attack each other.

According to the survivors who came later that day, when the situation was under control, the entire wheat field was stained red with blood.

From then on, whenever a player came over, the smart ones would ask someone and the veteran players would tell them the rules. The stupid ones who started fighting would be stopped by the players in advance.

This is why when Du Ming came to ask, even though the player was already very annoyed, he still patiently explained.

After listening to all the stories, Du Ming was silent for three seconds and turned away.

The player who explained the rules to him was still a little confused: "Hey, where are you going?"

"Beat someone up."

Du Ming came to the elephant-legged administrator and hit him with a mace.

The administrator staggered after being hit, looked back angrily, and then was stunned.

The person who hit him turned out to be a player!

He thought it was his unscrupulous colleagues.

"Do you know what you are doing!" Elephant Legs roared and took out a mace.

"I'm going to beat you up." Du Ming said confidently, "You didn't expect us to pass by giving us such a disgusting question anyway, so I might as well beat you up to vent my anger."

This is the second copy that Du Ming has participated in.

Because he treated the NPCs in the first instance as real beings, the concept of the game is that they are dangerous to a certain extent, but not fatal to the players. Overall, they should be friendly.

Moreover, he also knew from the old lady that the NPCs in the game copy were all hired through competition and had been trained. Why did this happen here?

If you fail to complete the game, the only thing you get is a point deduction and disqualification from the game, but here, the player is killed directly.

In that case, let’s just have a fight!

Elephant Legs was shocked by the murderous look in Du Ming's eyes.

Isn't this a one-star dungeon? Where did this evil spirit come from?!

Besides, how could ordinary players possibly think of attacking the administrator!

Before Elephant Legs could think about it, Du Ming rushed up with the next wave of attack, hitting him directly in the face.

The elephant leg turned around and went home, and then a sweeping kick came with murderous intent. Just by listening to the sound of the air breaking, you know that if you are kicked, you will be seriously injured.

Du Ming dodged the kick by moving sideways, and was hit by another stick.

He caught the elephant's leg with a mace and hit Du Ming's chest and abdomen with one hand. The latter hurriedly retreated, and the former took advantage of the victory to pursue him.

The stick hit the ground and created a hole in it.

Elephant Legs sneered, "I can beat ten of you by myself."

"Oh, really?" Du Ming dodged nimbly, took out a bottle of potion from the player space and drank it.

The next second, Elephant Legs clearly felt that the opponent's attack speed was not only faster, but also three times stronger.

"What did you eat!" Elephant Legs couldn't help but ask.

Du Ming kindly replied, "Of course it's a medicine specifically for your physical condition. You know that, don't you?"

“!!!”

Elephant Legs yells "You cheated!"

Du Ming hit the man on the back with his stick, knocking him to the ground. He sneered, "It's better than you bullying the players by relying on your status as an administrator."

Having said that, Du Ming launched another series of attacks.

Elephant Legs was so angry after being beaten that he actually took out a bottle of medicine. He was about to turn around and laugh at Du Ming, saying that he also had medicine.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw Du Ming took out three bottles of special medicine.

!!!

This is too much.

Two more blows hit Elephant Leg's right calf and left arm. He endured the pain and wanted to take something out, but then he heard Du Ming shouting, "Think carefully, I still have medicine."

As he spoke, a few conspicuous bottle caps appeared from his pocket.

Elephant Leg slid to his knees, threw away the mace, rushed over and hugged the man's thigh, "Brother, brother, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Du Ming stopped, kicked his feet, and was extremely satisfied.

Of course he doesn't have that many special medicines.

In fact, there was only one bottle of special medicine, which Du Ming divided into four parts and put into four identical bottles. In addition, he did not use his full strength from the beginning, so the effect of the medicine seemed to be particularly outstanding.

Fortunately, Elephant Legs backed down first.

A wheat stalk flew out of the wheat field and lay docilely in Du Ming's palm. In a flash of light, the wheat stalk transformed into a sleeping cub.

Du Ming poked his child's cheek and muttered, "You seem to be sleeping soundly."

Below is the administrator with a servile look on his face.

The mission was deemed a success, and Du Ming selected the meat that Zizi had mentioned. Because it was "particularly outstanding," he was given half the original amount as a bonus.

After that, he knocked on the elephant's legs a few more times before starting to leave.

Just as Elephant Legs successfully sent the person away and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, someone patted his shoulder.

When he turned around, he saw a huge group of players behind him, each holding a mace in his hand and a ferocious smile on his face.

Although they are weak, they have many people.

Haha, die, elephant legs!