Humans in the Alliance can learn these puzzle games normally in the dungeon.
But if they want to bring such a game into reality, it will probably be extremely difficult——
Once the game is learned, it will probably spread even more widely, and it can easily spread from person to person.
Based on previous experience, the backlash from pollution will only be worse.
The unprecedented Lantern Festival allowed Gu Xingmiao and others to experience the ultimate prosperity of the past era, and by the way, they also felt their brain power being crushed.
Beneath the vast city of Chang'an, the evening drums were humming, and beneath the sound, the market became even more bustling.
Every doorman I passed by had red lanterns hanging above every house.
Many lanterns even have strange shapes. If you look closely, you can see that those shapes are actually animals, and some even have eyes, noses or more patterns painted on them with ink.
Since it is a lantern festival, exquisite lanterns are naturally indispensable——
Not to mention that Gu Xingmiao was dazzled, the humans in the alliance were like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, and every one of them amazed them.
It is an art that can be renowned throughout the stars.
A few people came across a place that was kindly distributing masks, and they put on masks. Finally, they would not be noticed because of their overly strange clothes.
They walked forward without any purpose.
After seeing this place, even though I knew I was going to China in the 22nd century, I couldn't help but stop.
"Anyway, I will send it back home to enter the Chinese copy 4,000 years ago. This place feels really good. Maybe it will be just like what Gu Xingmiao said, we can get a lot of old things here..." Qi Buyan said.
Although he was the one who wanted to go to the 22nd century copy the most, he could accept this sudden copy that appeared now.
However, he naturally needs to see the opinions of the other team members.
Gu Xingmiao naturally had no objection.
Although she also wanted to go, she also wanted to understand Chang'an of this era and wanted to witness in the copy the prosperous capital that would appear in a few words in history.
Anyway, we are already in the future, so there seems to be no difference between entering the 22nd century copy earlier or later.
I don't mind the coolness at the beginning of the month.
"This... why is my heart pounding?" Although he was clearly shuttling back and forth in the lantern festival, Qi Buyan still felt a little unsure.
He was always worried that some strange creature would jump out from somewhere.
Because he opened a large copy in the first dungeon, the primitive dungeon made him think that he might have encountered a monster evolved from ancient creatures, so he was constantly frightened.
Although Gu Xingmiao and Qi Bufan had already said that they would not encounter gods, demons and monsters in this copy, he himself was nervous.
Gu Xingmiao thought that Qi Bufan would feel more at ease when there were more people around, but she didn't expect that he would feel even less at ease when there were more people around.
Finally, she couldn't help herself and walked to Qi Buyan's side. When Qi Bufan wasn't paying attention, she lowered her voice and asked, "Are you sure his pollution level is still within the stable range and that she can still maintain her sanity?"
Qi Buyan paused: "Of course, what's the problem?"
Gu Xingmiao: “…”
No problem, no problem.
It’s just that Gu Xingmiao always felt that this guy seemed more timid than before.
The cool weather at the beginning of the month is also a bit strange.
Although he was curious about his surroundings, he was very indifferent.
The current emotions were not as volatile as when I entered the prehistoric dungeon before. This faint sense of death was even stronger than my own...
It feels really human-computer, especially when facing the dungeon. It is still better when communicating with them.
There are four people in a team, but there are two robots——
Gu Xingmiao finally had a real feeling of worry.
Of course, this is not the ultimate danger; the real danger is yet to come.
They tried their best to blend into the darkness and minimize their presence, but their clothes were too conspicuous and always attracted a few more glances from people.
Fortunately, Yuechuliang's European emperor physique still existed, and she won money by playing a small game in front of a vendor.
Gu Xingmiao blinked and leaned over to look.
Then her expression became complicated. This thing...
This doesn't look too familiar!!!
Isn’t this tossing pot?
If Gu Xingmiao remembered correctly, many ancient scholars and officials liked to play the game of pitching pots during banquets, and this game was further developed in the Tang Dynasty.
Seeing these eight arrows being thrown into the instrument, everyone was silent.
"...Eight more went in." Yue Chuliang blinked, looking very innocent.
The boss of the coarse cloth shop felt a little uneasy. If this strangely dressed man in front of him threw arrows at him again, he would lose all his gifts and money.
He frowned and said, "Oh, little girl, I really admire your skills. If you keep winning, I'm afraid I'll be running back naked. Please be merciful..."
Yuechuliang understood some of it.
Yue Chuliang didn't fully understand. She looked at Gu Xingmiao with great trust, as if she was trying to say something.
Gu Xingmiao: "...He means you are too strong and he is afraid."
Yuechuliang suddenly realized, and then felt a little embarrassed: "I just voted casually."
Other spectators: "..."
"Why don't you let your companions try it too? You might as well take a break?" The boss looked at the people around him expectantly, not believing that everyone could be so lucky.
"Okay." Yue Chuliang took the money, seeming a little reluctant.
"Try it?" Qi Buyan.
Gu Xingmiao: "...Let's give it a try."
Gu Xingmiao was a little skeptical. Logically speaking, the old tool she was using was a sun-shooting bow, and pitching pots should be easier to fit into the tool.
But when it was her turn to play the game, she discovered that throwing pots did not use the skills of old objects, but was played according to the physical fitness of ordinary people.
Although Gu Xingmiao couldn't say that he could hit the target every time, he was still somewhat confident in his shooting ability. However, he didn't expect...
Only six entered.
Gu Xingmiao: “…” This is definitely targeted!
Several other people tried the same thing, but none of them could project their shots into the pot. They then realized that playing this game actually relied on probability, and there was no special ability involved.
Just good luck or something...
Gu Xingmiao was really about to bite her teeth to pieces.
Fortunately, they took advantage of the luck of the month and won money and gifts that allowed them to go to the clothing store to choose some suitable clothes.
They didn't choose clothes that were too expensive, but just bought some clothes that would fit in with the local people's lives.
After I got the clothes, I found that more difficult problems arose.
...I can’t wear the clothes.
At this time, strange phenomena occurred.
"Girl, do I look like a human to you?"
Wong Tai Sin lying in his bag and eating chicken bones:?
who?
Who stole my line???
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