socalfunplaces Chapter 616: Difficult Activation Task
Chapter 616: Difficult Activation Task
This simple and crude method instantly quieted the noisy debate.
Although it is helpless, it seems to be the fastest and most "fair" way when the risks cannot be quantified and it is impossible to convince everyone.
The player who proposed drawing lots immediately took out a pen and paper from his backpack, quickly wrote on a bunch of paper balls, crumpled them into identical small balls, threw them into an empty can, and shook it vigorously.
"Who will come first?" He looked around at everyone, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at Xiao Jin, who had been standing silently beside the totem pole, as if he had merged into one with the wind and snow.
Xiao Jin did not participate in the argument from beginning to end. He just looked at the dim leopard totem quietly and listened to the subtle movements from other camps faintly coming from the wind and snow.
But her silence carried an invisible pressure.
Feeling the player's gaze, Xiao Jin finally moved. She slowly turned around, without saying a word, but casually stretched out her hand and took out a ball of paper from the can.
This action made that person and the other players who were watching nervously breathe a sigh of relief.
It's good that this killer god doesn't object! As long as she doesn't object, others have to keep their opinions to themselves even if they have any!
Xiao Jin unfolded the paper ball, on which was written a word: [Guard].
Does that mean she should stay at the totem pole?
I have to say that this is not a good option. Compared to exploring the Howling Icefields, what's the point of fighting with other players?
She glanced at it and crushed the paper ball casually, and the scraps of paper were instantly blown away by the cold wind.
Xiao Jin tightened his grip on the long sword, and swept his cold eyes across the area around the totem pole that was shrouded in wind and snow. Then, he stepped aside and leaned against the pole, returning to silence again, like a piece of cold iron standing on an ice field.
Only the long sword, in the dim light, reflected a frightening cold light.
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The paper balls for drawing lots were quickly divided up in the cold wind. More than 230 players from Country Z were divided into three directions as if by an invisible tide.
The team hunting the snowman guards was the largest, with nearly two hundred people quickly forming more than twenty teams. They were like a pack of wolves in a blizzard, silently and quickly disappearing in the vast snow curtain.
Their mission is to bring back the energy crystals needed to activate the totem pole as quickly as possible. After all, this is the key to the mission.
After the camps are divided, players who want to hunt the snowman guards have to form teams.
Each team should have at least ten people to test the strength of the snowman guards first. If it is more than enough, the number of people can be reduced appropriately.
But there are also lone rangers who leave on their own.
The fifteen members of the assault team were like poisoned daggers, with restrained auras and sharp eyes, but no matter how you looked at them, they looked like they were about to die bravely.
They did not stay for long, exchanged solemn glances with each other, and then quietly disappeared in the direction of the totem poles of other camps.
But in the end, no one gave them any specific tasks!
These people only need to create chaos and pin down the enemy. If they can destroy the enemy's totem pole, they will do it. If they can't, they will make the enemy feel uneasy and dare not spare their full strength to deal with the players from Country Z.
Finally, the thirty people who were left were those guarding the totem pole.
Luo Feiyu, who had previously proposed a little trick of drawing lots, looked at Xiao Jin's lonely and quiet silhouette in the wind and snow, and his original plan to leave fifty people behind quietly changed his mind.
With this God of Death in charge, perhaps thirty people... are enough?
He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart caused by the reduction in numbers and began to arrange manpower and defense.
Time passes in the howling snowstorm.
Half an hour passed, and except for the sound of the wind, there was a dead silence around the totem pole. The players' tense nerves seemed to relax slightly under the cold.
There was even a hunting team that returned early, led by an agile player codenamed "Hound".
With a trace of fatigue on his face, he carefully took out from his arms a fist-sized hexagonal crystal that emitted a faint blue light and was icy to the touch. It was the Frost Energy Crystal.
"How strong are the Snowman Guards?" Seeing this, some people immediately came over to ask.
The Hound gave a bitter smile and threw the crystal to a female player named Bai Zhi: "Very strong! Thick skin and strong body, and can even throw ice cubes!
It took us ten people nearly fifteen minutes to kill one! We almost lost a teammate!"
Everyone gasped.
A team of ten people, working together to kill each other, will need another fifteen minutes?
The strength of this snowman guard seems to be far beyond expectations!
Several players who had been secretly feeling bored because they had drawn the "Guardian" sign suddenly felt a little gloating, as they were lucky that they didn't have to face the snowman guards.
Bai Zhi held a short sword in her hand, took the cold crystal, took a deep breath, and under the nervous gaze of everyone, slowly moved it closer to the energy slot at the base of the totem pole.
That's right, the hunting team came back with only one crystal because they had a mission. The hounds needed to figure out how much energy a crystal could provide to the totem pole.
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The moment the crystal stone touched the energy slot, a strong blue light burst out! A trace of pure icy energy was quickly absorbed by the totem pole like a living thing.
The dim leopard patterns on the pillar seemed to light up extremely faintly for a moment, and then quickly faded away.
Inside the energy tank, the scale line representing the charging moved upwards a small space with great difficulty.
One percent!
"Grass!"
“Only 1%?!”
"This is going to take a hundred f*cking hours?!"
The suppressed exclamation suddenly exploded! Everyone's face became extremely ugly.
One hundred snowmen guarding! This means that the hunting team will have to pay an unimaginable price and time! A protracted war is inevitable, with rotation, supplies, item cooling... every link will face tremendous pressure!
The Hound's face turned pale: "I have to notify the other teams immediately! This news is too important!" Without saying a word, he turned around with the others and rushed into the snowstorm again, his figure quickly swallowed up by the white.
The heavy pressure weighed on everyone's heart like thicker snow, and everyone fell silent.
Another hour passed, and the snowstorm intensified. The ice field was freezing cold, and darkness engulfed the sky, swallowing everyone bit by bit.
The long period of vigilance and coldness made some players feel tired and stiff.
"It's too cold, let's light a fire to keep warm?" Someone couldn't help but take out tools.
Seeing him do this, the other players also shook off the snow on their clothes and took out a bag from the storage space: "Yeah, it's okay to set up a tent to block the wind! Anyway, we have nothing to do now."
"Tsk! Tell me, how many energy crystals have the hunting group collected? It's no use for us to just sit there and do nothing! Why don't we go too?" The male player who spoke had a Mohawk.
When he talked about fighting, his eyes lit up.