Out in the wilderness.
A party of several hundred players marched forward.
But their formation was ragged and disorganized, as though they had suffered some kind of attack.
"There are way too many elite mobs in the Rubble Forest. How long have we even been here? We've already run into two martial entry seventh level elite NPCs. Back where we came from, those aren't easy to find."
Wang Wenzheng walked at the front, holding a damaged saber.
"Sure, these elite NPCs give plenty of experience, but isn't their equipment a little too pathetic?"
A weapon that did not even qualify for a grade.
It could not even be called fine-quality equipment, only the lowest-grade saber.
No matter how he looked at it.
It hardly seemed like the sort of gear an elite NPC ought to have.
Unlike other games, this game drew no clear distinction between NPCs and monsters. Killing either granted experience, and both could drop equipment.
The only difference was that NPCs possessed intelligence, while monsters did not.
The definition of a boss was actually very simple, too.
Because there were no so-called templates in this game.
The difference between ordinary monsters and bosses lay in their cultivation techniques.
Any monster or NPC that qualified as a boss generally possessed several powerful cultivation techniques, whether offensive techniques or other abilities.
Whatever form those techniques took, they gave bosses strength far beyond others at the same realm.
Without those techniques, bosses were no different from ordinary NPCs or monsters.
Another male player at the front shook his head. "The drops are pretty lousy, but their strength really does qualify them as elites at this stage. The experience alone makes them worth the trouble.
"I wonder how things are going on Xing Jia's end. I really want to see whether