Chapter 189 Zootopia
"Please, I was a player before, I won't destroy these farmlands, can you please turn a blind eye..."
The suppressed crying of a middle-aged woman coming out of the cow's mouth felt quite strange.
Qiao Song frowned and didn't agree, but he didn't attack immediately: "Were you a player in the Ugly Bull field before?"
Seeing that she didn't take action immediately, the woman became a little bolder: "Yes, I failed to complete the daily task, and the NPC made me like this. I haven't eaten for a long time. Can you..."
Qiao Song narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next second when the woman opened her mouth to beg, a crescent-shaped sickle chopped directly towards her right rear.
"You just want to eat?"
A tuft of golden hair appeared next to the bunch of rice ears that were cut by the sickle.
Cows don't have hair of this color.
Qiao Song had seen this kind of thing before, on the prisoner he had once locked in a cage with.
"You are a player of Shen Hou, and have you completely transformed into a bull?"
It seemed as if there were tentacles rapidly extending from under the mud, and the woman began to twist like an earthworm, with her expression becoming much more ferocious.
"So what? I am much stronger now. No one can kill me like an animal. Everything is my food! I will eat this rice, and I will eat you too! -"
Qiao Song immediately began to retreat and took the initiative to keep some distance.
Judging from the noises she had heard before, this player's current size is definitely more than what it appears to be.
Just as Qiao Song retreated a few meters, countless bare dark brown tentacles like octopus tentacles suddenly popped up like a net.
If Qiao Song had been a little more kind and taken the initiative to check on this guy, he would have been stuck like a bug in a spider web.
Soon, the wriggling tentacles should have retreated like a sickle, harvesting the surrounding rice so that she could also eat her fill.
But the monster seemed to have suddenly changed its mind. Its tentacles gave up the plump ears of wheat that were within its grasp, raised its nose to sniff the air, and said with emotion:
"What a nice smell, what are you hiding?"
Qiao Song has so many good things on her, so of course she wouldn't take the initiative to ask him to order food.
She quickly turned the pages of the book in her hand. She wanted to use the contents of the book to control the monster.
But the book she opened this time was not a fairy tale, but poetry.
[When I hoe the field at noon, my sweat drips down to the ground——]
Soon, an object the size of a ping-pong ball fell out of the book, jumped a few times on the rice field, and soon enlarged into a huge sun, hanging in the center of the sky above the rice field.
A gust of hot wind blew and blew up the monster whose upper body was lying in the mud.
[Ding——Congratulations to the player for starting the farmland protection mode. The tool book has entered the autonomous activation stage. Please use the tools on you reasonably to protect the farmland. ]
[Warm reminder, if the mature crops are damaged too much, players may also be reduced to fertilizer. 】
This system reminder didn't sound earlier or later, but it sounded at this moment.
Qiao Song rolled backwards to relieve the impact and instantly felt a burning sensation on his skin.
That artificial sun looked like a blazing fireball hanging above our heads.
Qiao Song’s first reaction was to worry that he had not yet harvested all the rice.
This crappy reference book will burn your rice.
Fortunately, I don’t know if this rice is highly resistant or because it has not been harvested, but the moisture and the outer skin have protected the rice grains inside, so it should be fine in the short term.
While Qiao Song continued to rescue the rice, the monster had already rolled in the mud.
“Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts so much——”
The cowhide and monkey hair she was wearing were like a rag stuck on the ice, sliding down while dripping blood.
Qiao Song endured the heat that almost burned his skin and quickly cut off her tentacles that were destroying everything, preventing all the rice ears from falling into the mud.
The book in her hand had floated into the sky. Obviously, this was what the system called the autonomous stimulation state.
Qiao Song even took the time to take a look at the surrounding farmland.
She found that a book had flown up from every field. There were thunders in the sky over some fields, an artificial sun had risen over some fields like hers, and some fields were even raining heavily, as destructive as dense steel needles.
This crappy book is more about increasing the difficulty for players than protecting farmland.
But this thing was quite effective. Qiao Song didn't even have a chance to deal with the monster in the farmland before the sun completely melted it.
“Ahhh no, I don’t want to go in there—!”
Gurgle.
A few bubbles gurgled out of the muddy ground of the drained rice field, and the monster that looked like a cow and a monkey was evaporated like a puddle of water.
But Qiao Song felt that the sound he heard was more like some liquid flowing into a sewer.
But she didn't have time to think too much. She had to finish the rice before the damn sun went down, otherwise it would be burnt!
It would be too late for one person to do the work.
Qiao Song directly took out the two gloves he had obtained.
【Farm protection gloves X2】
[A good helper for farm work! But they can be lazy sometimes, so remember to urge them. ]
After Qiao Song summoned the gloves, he threw another hundred soul coins onto the two gloves.
"If you work hard, you will get some pocket money. If you don't work hard, I will burn you into unrecyclable garbage!"
I don’t know if they were tempted by the soul coins or frightened by the word “garbage”, but the two gloves instantly became full of confidence and started to harvest.
The good news is that after the monsters in the fields were cleared, the artificial sun above our heads seemed to be lowered in temperature and became a little dimmer.
The bad news is that the thing didn't completely disappear and the burning torture still exists.
Qiao Song took out two chainsaws. Other players could not use these skill derivatives of hers at all, but I don’t know if it was because these two gloves were her props, so one white glove held a chainsaw, and the other began to help her transfer the harvested rice.
Amid the buzzing sound, people raced against time to harvest crops under the scorching sun. Qiao Song finally understood that this was truly a physically demanding job.
It shouldn't be.
In the previous coriander-growing copy, players could clearly choose whether to use the reference book. Why is it that here, the reference book is automatically activated?
“In the field of ugly cattle, food is more important than anything else.”
This was what the staff member with glasses told her.
A prop book that is powerful enough to kill monsters is actively activated and continues to hang in the sky, which can only mean that there will be continuous crises in the future.
Qiao Song thought for a moment and decisively took off the two gloves in his hands. These were distributed to him after he entered the farm.
"Don't play dead. I'm going to give each of you 100 soul coins. If you want to make money like the two white gloves I brought with me, get moving."
Qiao Song was wearing a three-piece suit, a straw hat, gloves and rain boots. The role of the straw hat was fully demonstrated at this time. If it weren't for this hat, she would have been tanned by the sun.
As for the labor protection gloves, they were the same kind she had encountered before, the gloves that loved money and could work independently. When she called them like that, they actually jumped off her hands.
Qiao Song kept his promise and threw out another two hundred soul coins.
"You four gloves will compete together. I will reward the one who cuts the most rice and is the most efficient with 500 soul coins. I will deduct 200 soul coins for each rank you drop."
After calculating the bill for the 4 gloves, the last one received no extra rewards except for the basic salary of 100 yuan.
People are not worried about scarcity but inequality, and the same goes for gloves!
After Qiao Song finished speaking this time, the four gloves turned into white flying shadows and flew through the farmland.
She herself picked up a chainsaw.
Without the protection of gloves, the sun was stinging on his skin. Qiao Song, wearing a straw hat and rain boots, knew that the problems in the field must not have been completely solved.
In the three-piece suit, the hat is used to block the sun, the gloves are used for work, and what about the boots?
This time she didn't find any animals or human-like creatures in the fields.
No, there must be something else. This artificial sun hanging on the top must be guarding against something.
Under the scorching heat, sweat dripped down drop by drop.
The path that Qiao Song walked left behind white sweat that looked like salt.
What she herself cannot perceive is that she does have a special fragrance on her body. Players cannot smell it, and only extremely special creatures can vaguely sense what this smell means.
A tiny, green creature, only as big as a thumb, quietly crawled out from somewhere in the field.
Its target is that drop of sweat.
Qiao Song turned around suddenly and was about to rush forward with the chainsaw, but he found it was just such a small caterpillar. For a moment, he didn't know whether to catch it actively, or change the tool to a net bag, or some smaller lethal weapon?
However, in just a blink of an eye, dense swarms of insects emerged like leeches in the ground.
In the distance, some workers in other fields also cried out in surprise: "Why are there so many bugs in the flowerbed again?"
The sun hanging above her head suddenly became hotter, and Qiao Song felt that if it weren't for this straw hat, her head would be smoking.
She lifted her foot wearing special boots and stepped directly over. The chainsaw failed to hit such small insects directly, but in the flying soil, those insects were quickly baked into dried insects by the sun at the moment of taking off.
It’s that simple?
Under the dazzling sunlight, Qiao Song narrowed her eyes slightly, and she was ready to deal with the dead insects as well.
But this artificial sun works so well, isn’t it just for these bugs?
No, it should be more than that.
The soil beneath my palms shook slightly, something bigger was coming from underground—
Boom, boom, boom, it seemed as if some creature was turning over the soil, and the figure was moving through the mud like a tree root. This time it was finally not coming for the rice or Qiao Song.
Their target is the dried insects on the soil.
Qiao Song didn't care about the dried worms. It was fine if the monster wanted to eat them all, but if this continued, the unharvested rice would be directly turned over into the mud.
While Qiao Song asked the four white gloves to speed up, he held the chainsaw and found the right direction, and stabbed directly at the pile of earth closest to him.
grumble--
After a familiar howl, a monster that emerged from the soil was a yellow and black monster wrapped in cowhide, with a snake tail and a chicken head.
“Ah ...!”
Human language uttered from his throat. The characteristics of three animals appeared on this guy at the same time, and his strength was even greater than that of the woman wrapped in cowhide.
But the scorching sun above seemed to be waiting for this moment.
Thick smoke was coming out of the monster. He had no straw hat and had been hiding in the mud for a long time. He seemed to be extremely afraid of the scorching sun.
In just a moment, cracked lines appeared on his skin.
Qiao Song found the right opportunity and directly chopped off the opponent's chicken feet.
grumble--
There was another scream, but the monster's legs quickly grew back.
This self-healing ability made Qiao Song's pupils shrink.
Just at this moment he felt the wind behind him and Qiao Song immediately rolled to the side.
Several snake heads brushed past her hair and almost bit her back.
What kind of monster is this?
The monster with an ox body, a chicken head, and a snake tail roared with hatred: "Eat, I'm going to eat you!"
Qiao Song quickly took out a big tool from the toolbox. A paper man several meters high instantly rose from the ground and blocked the chicken's head. She then drew out her energy, accumulated power to rotate the chainsaw, and used the force like a human-shaped blade to cut off the snake's body.
Four people wearing white gloves, with winnowing baskets and bags on their heads, moved quickly around, harvesting the rice that had been dried in the sun and had turned a darker color.
While summoning the paper beasts, Qiao Song remembered what these guys looked like.
A paper beast, a paper beast in the paper-making town whose stomach had been cut open by itself.
With the same hybrid animal appearance, the monsters here are better than the players in the Paper-Zha Town. At least they seem to be able to speak human language, actively communicate with people, know how to cheat, cry when they are in pain, and howl.
Qiao Song knew that the resurrection game was in Zootopia.
But, is it right here?
She picked up the electric saw and chopped off all the snake heads, leaving no hidden dangers for herself.
The paper beast puppet behind her, after several fights, firmly grasped the guy with the cow's body and chicken head.
Qiao Song wasted no time. He jumped directly from the paper beast's head and chopped off the opponent's head from top to bottom.
"Phew, luckily I made it in time."
There were already scorch marks on the paper beast puppet, obviously caused by the sun.
If it was any later, her paper puppet might have spontaneously combusted.
Just when Qiao Song was still hesitating whether to cut open the monster's belly like he did when he made the paperweight to check what was inside, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in his ears.
The sunlight overhead dimmed almost instantly.
Transitioning from an extremely bright environment to a dim scene, Qiao Song was still adapting to the sudden dimming of the light. He could only see in his blurry vision that the monster that had been killed, like the woman before, had quickly melted into the ground.
He turned into floating cow skin, chicken skin and snake skin.
Then the rest of the melted water flowed toward the edge of the field like a guided river.
That is the ditch used to pump water from the paddy fields.
The ditch, which was originally only one or two meters wide, had turned into a broken cliff at some point. Behind the cliff was a dark area, like an abyss spreading out below.
Qiao Song heard the sound of rushing water.
The heavy and sticky river water suddenly visited this place.
She saw the black shadow sucking away the melting flesh and the soul that disappeared inside.
The scorching heat left by the artificial sun on the body was quickly replaced by extreme cold.
By the time she came to her senses, the ditch had returned to normal.
[Ding——Congratulations to the player for successfully defending the rice field he was guarding and harvesting 1,567 kilograms of dry rice. The reward is 1,567 soul coins. ]
Qiao Song's eyes were still fixed on the ditch, but that side had become other farmland.
She connected to the shrine almost instantly, ready to ask Xiao Ni to wake up the uninjured little spider.
"Did you feel that river just now?"
The little spider seemed to be frightened by something, and almost fell off his own altar without Xiao Ni even shouting.
"Death, the River of Life and Death? How did this thing appear here?"
Before Qiao Song could continue asking questions, the loudspeaker near the farmland hummed again.
"The caterpillars that escaped from the flower garden have been eliminated. Everyone in the farmland, please harvest the rice as soon as possible. You must complete today's work before noon. Repeat... The caterpillars that escaped from the flower garden..."
After the broadcast, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.
The young man with glasses who had brought Qiao Song to the farmland before trotted over in a panic. When he saw Qiao Song sitting by the edge of the field to rest, he was not angry but relieved.
"I was scared to death. Something went wrong with the flower garden today. A lot of bugs came out. I thought you were going to be eaten by the monsters attracted by those bugs."
Most of the people working in the fields are players from this area. Since there is a shortage of manpower, Chou Niu will also summon some temporary workers from other areas to help.
But temporary workers are players outside the field after all, and the three-piece set is equivalent to their work card. Once they encounter an attack that they cannot cope with and the set is damaged, the possibility of being contaminated will increase.
If this turns into a cow, their guild will have to pay a large fine.
As a result, the temporary worker hired this time not only did not have his suit damaged at all during the chaotic attack that hit the entire district just now, but he also seemed to have mastered the use of those white gloves. She sat down to rest, and four other workers next to her were jumping up and down to pack rice for her.
Hmm? Why are there 4 gloves?
Lu Fuming leaned on his knees and took a few breaths. He pushed his glasses and asked, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"
Qiao Song raised his head calmly: "Is getting tanned considered a work-related injury?"
After a few sun showers, she felt like she was getting dehydrated.
Lu Fuming didn’t expect to hear such an answer: “Well, there will be free treatment before lunch, so you are just... sunburned?
Qiao Song waved his hand and said nothing more.
Lu Fuming breathed a sigh of relief, took a pen and tapped in the air. Suddenly, a page of the fairy tale book floating in the sky stood up.
The artificial sun that was about to go out and was suspended not far away shrank again and turned into a small ping-pong ball and flew back into the book.
The rice grains that had been piled up into a small hill nearby and that Qiao Song had worked so hard to protect began to be threshed automatically, and each grain flew into the book like sand.
An old but vigorous voice sounded: "Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is the result of hard work?"
[Ding—Ox’s favorability increases by 5.]
Qiao Song was stunned for a moment. Who?
The zodiac leader who is said to love farming, the Ox?
Lu Fuming couldn't judge the weight of the pile of rice with his naked eyes, but he took a look at the traces in the field. Judging from the flying dirt, it seemed that a very scary fight must have taken place here.
"The morning's work is done. Why don't you go to the employee lounge first? Didn't you come here with an acquaintance?"
Qiao Song thought about it and agreed. She stood up and snapped her fingers, and the four white gloves jumped back onto her one by one.
Lu Fuming looked at her and stuffed soul coins into the white gloves like she was rewarding a younger brother. He was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?"
Qiao Song: "It will increase their enthusiasm for work in the afternoon."
Lu Fuming seemed to understand something, but he was not responsible for the work suits and other props: "I seem to have heard that white gloves have been given intelligence because they are used most frequently. It turns out that they can be like this."
Qiao Song's ears twitched: "Given intelligence?"
"Oh, this is a skill that some players have. It can make perfectly crafted things move. You must have heard of it in the real world before. It's similar to a puppeteer."
Qiao Song thought thoughtfully: "Which guild built and supported your farm, which is so large?"
Lu Fuming pushed his glasses modestly and said, "One guild cannot take over such a large area. Two guilds took it over together. One is called the Horizon Guild and the other is called the Eye of Wisdom."
Qiao Song paused.
"Eye of wisdom?"
This is not the Plague Doctor, oh no, this is not the guild established on the Little Crow Vest.
It’s actually in the Ugly Ox area.
"You've heard of it? Yes, the members of Wisdom Eye are really good at making props. Although many members can't leave Zootopia, most of the things they make are probably circulated throughout the Infinite Highway."
"We're here. You can go in and rest first. Your companion should have finished his work in the flower garden and is staying inside."
In front of me is a sunny glass room with a big sign hanging on the door: Staff Rest Area, No Entry for NPCs.
Qiao Song pushed the door open and walked in. The blue-haired girl who was lying dead on a round table in the distance quickly noticed her.
Ke Manzhi raised one hand with great effort, her expression was very excited, but her voice was very weak: "Qiao Qiao, this way."
Qiao Song walked over slowly and gradually saw the other people sitting at the table.
"These are members of our Horizon Guild, and this is our president." Ke Manzhi straightened his back as much as possible and introduced both parties.
"This is Qiao Song, a super powerful individual player."
Individual players do not mean not having a team, but not joining a guild.
However, the table was very quiet and no one spoke for a while.
Until a certain lawyer lady suddenly smiled.
"I didn't expect to meet you here, and in such a short time."
"President?" Ke Manzhi was full of questions, looking around, "Do you guys know each other?"
Qiao Song also sighed: "It's not that long actually. If you calculate it this way, the last time I saw you at a convenience store was when I just entered the game. It has been a few months at most."
She said that since the Goblin Alliance Pass was so rare and she hadn't seen many players or guilds own it, how come every guild she came across had such a certificate.
This lawyer lady was the first group of bus players she met at the convenience store during the day when she first entered the game.
At that time, she personally showed Qiao Song what the prop cards looked like on the red shelves in the convenience store during the day.
The author has something to say:
The female player who appeared in Chapter 7 of Guiding the Way drove a bus and used a credit card to buy items at a convenience store during the day.
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