Volume 2: Jade Promise Chapter 187: Just Drinking Tea, No Chatting
In fact, there was no point in him speaking.
Rather than calling it a bug, it would be more accurate to say that this is a game that is very creative for the people of Xingyao Continent, but it is not yet completed.
As a veteran gamer, Tang Zheng knew clearly that even the most primitive stand-alone games had to go through a debugging process, and the creator of this Hades Palace obviously had no experience in this area.
"Actually, it's understandable. How could a place that is constantly facing the survival of its race develop a high-precision entertainment culture? Logically speaking, such sophisticated craftsmanship is used to build this underworld palace, which is already a huge benefit to ..." Tang Zheng nodded to himself several times, then scratched his hair, "What the hell do I understand! How am I going to get out now!"
How could he have the time to understand how this crappy underworld palace was built and why it was not completed?
He is now concerned with only three issues:
First, did Li Zhi and his team pass the test smoothly without encountering any bugs?
Second, did Tang Xiaotang and his team encounter any bugs?
Third, how does he get out of here by himself?
"I originally thought that a veteran gamer would have some technical advantages in this rough game... but in the end, there was no chance to show off at all!" Tang Zheng rubbed his hair again.
However, even when he encountered a bug, he still did not seem to panic.
It's not that he doesn't have the skill of panicking, but, if he panics, can he collapse the Hades Palace? Since it's useless, he might as well do something useful.
It can be predicted that all his actions for at least the next half hour will revolve around the three issues that he cares about!
First of all, did Li Zhi and his team encounter any bugs?
According to Tang Zheng's previous observations, Li Zhi and his team have something like a "strategy" in their hands, which should allow them to easily bypass the bug. In other words, after passing this underworld palace, Li Zhi and his team's progress in going deeper into the cemetery may have been much faster than theirs.
Although we don’t know where they got this strategy from, what is certain is that if they cannot catch up with the progress in the next trip... the result that awaits them will probably not be very good.
Tang Zheng couldn't describe what the feeling was exactly. Anyway, it was an intuition of a professional player who had crawled through the dungeon countless times.
As for the second question...
Will Tang Xiaotang and the others encounter any bugs?
Tang Zheng could only roughly guess based on the degree of completion that it would not be a problem. At least, there shouldn't be any problems with the mission copy that involved a simple conversation and escape. If there would be any problems, they would probably be on Jiang Wuyan and Leng Zhan's side.
They don't have any gaming experience, so they definitely can't think of the bug issue!
But Tang Zheng can't help them now. Even if they encounter problems, they can only rely on their own abilities!
He also believed that neither Jiang Wuyan nor Leng Zhan were teammates who required him to take care of them all the time.
"Well, there's only one thing left...how do I get out?" Tang Zheng pulled the door, but there was no response.
If I had known earlier, I would have rejected this "task" and chosen to continue the conversation in the hall, which might have made it at least a little easier to get out.
Now, in this empty room, after he had searched through all the boxes and cabinets, he had very limited room to maneuver.
This was a critical moment that almost decided life and death, but Tang Zheng patted his head and said with a smile: "Oh, before leaving, you must drink up the tea in the teapot, otherwise it will be a waste..."
If Tang Xiaotang were here, she would definitely be in tears over his key points.
Tang Zheng is so rich, but he still thinks it's a waste if he doesn't finish a pot of tea? Moreover, is it time to consider whether a pot of tea is wasted?
Tang Zheng thought so and did it.
He sat back at the table and touched the teapot; it was still warm.
Then, he sat down quietly and sipped his tea leisurely...
Tang Zheng had actually drunk quite a few teas in Xingyao Continent, but there were only two types that left the deepest impression on him. One was the Deep Valley White Grass in front of him, which had a faint medicinal fragrance. He felt uncomfortable at first, but when he took a second sip, he felt as if his whole body was washed; it was very refreshing and delicious.
The other one is naturally the morning dew on flowers.
Compared with Deep Valley White Grass, this is the real good tea, because no matter whether you know tea or not, everyone thinks it tastes good.
Every brew has a different flavor.
A pot of tea needs to be brewed seven times to fully appreciate its sweetness.
However, for Tang Zheng, the commemorative significance of this tea is greater than its taste, because he used Baihua Chaolu to start the series of actions to kill Lan Shaoze.
"Lan Shaoze...what exactly do they want to achieve by repairing your body?" Tang Zheng frowned slightly again, as if he was no longer thinking about how he should get out, but had turned his thoughts to other things.
The tea in the teapot keeps decreasing...
Tang Zheng was not worried at all. He was not even thinking about details like where to pee after drinking too much water. He was still thinking about the connections between every link in the cemetery.
"Tsk, good tea!"
Tea can clear the mind, make the spirit refreshed and the thinking sharp.
With the help of such good tea, many lines in Tang Zheng's mind were slowly condensing into one.
"Leng Xiangyuan's tomb...the Hades Palace...ha, it seems we have thought too much." Tang Zheng rubbed his slightly swollen head, and his thoughts became clearer and clearer.
The teapot in his hand was raised up again.
The stream became thinner and thinner until the last drop had been poured into the cup, and Tang Zheng placed it accurately back in the center of the tea tray.
From the moment he realized that the room he entered might not be finished and had a bug, he no longer tried to talk to anyone. The cup of tea he poured for the non-existent "master" when he first came in was like air, and he didn't pay any attention to it.
However, every time he put the teapot back to where it was, it was exactly the same as when the teapot appeared here, without any movement.
This is the eyesight and accuracy of a professional player.
bite.
The lustrous celadon teapot and the fine tea tray made a slight collision sound.
A second ago, Tang Zheng was still talking to himself in a very jumpy manner, and everything that happened after entering Leng Xiangyuan's cemetery...
But the next second he raised his head, tilted his neck back and drank the tea in his cup clean, then he only called out two words: "Serve the tea!"
