"Thank you, boss. Ahem... how can I cooperate with you later... ahem... please just ask."
The boy in the wheelchair then replied to Wang Zhifan. As he spoke, he couldn't help but start coughing, and a few strands of bright red blood flowed from the corners of his bloodless mouth.
"This boy really doesn't feel like he has a few days left to live. Maybe it would be wiser for him to become a player rather than waiting to die at home."
Wang Zhifan somewhat understood the boy's choice after seeing this. He had more reasons to become a player than others, but his hope of survival was extremely slim.
After talking to the determined young man in a wheelchair, Wang Zhifan then looked at the old man with a bald head in a vest who was still squinting at something in the sky on the other side.
The sixty-five-year-old man carrying a machete probably noticed that the eyes of others were shifting to his side, and he quickly said, "You two young men, the level of technology is so advanced now, and the games are so real! It's just that my presbyopia can't see clearly the line of words in front of me. Can you help me see what is written?"
The old man had been staring at the dungeon prompt in front of him, but unfortunately the dungeon mechanism didn't seem to be particularly perfect, so he couldn't quite understand it after watching it for a while.
"Uncle, if you can't see clearly, stop watching. Just wait until a monster comes out and start fighting."
When Wang Zhifan saw the old man sighing like this, he immediately judged that he must have been influenced by the propaganda of the Xia Kingdom and became a new player, but he seemed not to be aware of the danger of this Supernatural Game.
"It seems that the teammates in this dungeon are all pure novices, and they are very weak novices. The main combat power is only myself."
Wang Zhifan then thought about the strategy for dealing with this dungeon. Originally, he should have united his teammates to clear the level, but now his teammates were so weak that he basically had no hope, so he could only think of a solution on his own.
"In that case, I will use a Dream Self to explore the area first."
For safety reasons, Wang Zhifan will not rush into potentially dangerous areas. Even though he knows that he can fight against many attacks head-on, he cannot underestimate the sinister intentions of the copy, and he must be more cautious if he can be more cautious in his actions.
As a result, he directly skipped the discussion of tactics with his two teammates. A slightly illusory shadow quickly emerged from his body and quickly entered the forest in front of him.
Wang Zhifan's Dream Self was completely controlled by him and connected with his five senses. After a while, he was conducting reconnaissance in the forest by controlling Dream Self, and saw large tracts of thick trees, and discovered that there were some strange individuals in those trees.
Those are some exceptionally tall trees. Their height exceeds 30 meters. Their roots are thicker than three people hugging each other. There are also quite thick branches scattered on the trunks, slowly swinging in the air. As long as you look closely, you can find that the branches of these tall trees swing not because of the wind, but because they are moving on their own! "These big guys should be the so-called Treant... But what this copy needs to kill is a Lv6 Mad Treant... There are more than one of them, and there are no signs of madness at present."
Wang Zhifan quickly determined the first difficulty of this copy, which is how to find the crazy one among the numerous trees and Treant. This does not seem to be very easy at the moment.
"You two, we have something to do now."
Realizing that using Dream Self alone to find the BOSS was not efficient enough, Wang Zhifan then turned to look at his two teammates. The two teammates had just seen him release Dream Self, and both looked surprised. The old man also asked him what the figure was, but he did not respond to him just now.
"Boss, if there is anything you need me to do, please feel free to ask me."
Hearing Wang Zhifan shouting, the young man in a wheelchair with skin color Pallor and a thin body quickly responded to him. At the same time, the young man also pulled up the wheels of his wheelchair with his hands, causing his car to drive through the thick fallen leaves below and slowly approach Wang Zhifan.
"Young man, didn't you hear what I asked you just now? What is that shadow coming out of your body? It looks weird and scary."
The old man holding the machete continued to ask Wang Zhifan for some reason.
"It's just a common skill, sir, don't take it too seriously."
Wang Zhifan naturally would not explain the mechanism of Dream Self to the old man in detail. He fooled him casually and then arranged for this elderly teammate to play a role.
"Uncle, the three of us are now responsible for one direction, to find a crazy Treant. If anyone finds a target that is suspected of being Mad Treant or cannot find it, please come back and join us. Remember to leave marks along the way so as not to get lost."
He began to assign their respective tasks. Although the strength of these two teammates was worrying, the help of two more people was better than none.
"Young boy, what is this crazy Treant?"
As soon as Wang Zhifan finished speaking, the old man holding the machete immediately asked with a curious expression. Maybe he, an old man, had no idea about the fantasy life of Treant and could not understand it.
"It's the kind of big tree that looks more like a human, or the big tree that's suffering from a crazy disease. We need to find it in this big forest."
Wang Zhifan then gave the old man a brief description of what Mad Treant looked like. Although he himself had never seen such an existence, he inferred that it should be almost a classic image in fantasy novels. That is, Treant was a little unsure about the method of madness, so he spoke more generally about it.
"Okay, young man, I understand a little bit. I'm going to find it right now."
After hearing Wang Zhifan's incompetent description, the bald old man in a vest didn't even ask any more questions. He quickly walked into the forest in one direction with a machete, which surprised Wang Zhifan for a moment.
"This old man... is very active in his work... I thought he would have to spend more time talking."
Wang Zhifan was naturally happy that his elderly teammates were not making trouble. He then determined an exploration route for the boy in the wheelchair, and let the disabled teammate who was willing to follow his arrangements slowly pull the wheelchair to find the target.
Then Wang Zhifan himself was responsible for three directions at the same time, that is, his original self and the two Dream Self were each responsible for an exploration direction, and began to explore the forest efficiently.
The next half hour or so was the boring time of searching for enemies. Wang Zhifan explored many tall trees in this forest and found many existences that should be Treant, but no crazy Treant was found.
All the Treant he found looked quite peaceful, taking root in the forest like ordinary trees. They had no tendency to attack people or any other abnormal behavior.