Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen

On Friday, November 8th, Earth time, the auction items that players are thinking of will be put on the shelves.

Yang Qiu, who had rested for more than ten hours on the earth plane, returned to the otherworldly plane at four o'clock in the morning that day, stepped out of the rift in time and space, and greeted him in addition to the brilliant sunshine from the forest leaves. Corrupted beasts that only smell so bad.

This corrupted beast was lying in the rocky beach that he had borrowed to advance. It was about unexpectedly that there would be a time-space rift, and it was staring at Yang Qiu dumbly.

"Are you a fallen one again?" Yang Qiu looked at the monster that no longer could see the human form, and saw the real body of the monster from the blood-red pupils intertwined with spirituality and frenzy. He shook his head and raised his hand gently. With a wave.

The Corrupted Beast lying still on its stomach, the huge body like a baby elephant quickly disintegrated and scattered like black sand.

The time agreed with Lowell’s supervisor is (Alien Time) three days, and now it’s the fifth day of (Alien Time), I don’t know if Lowell was driven crazy by the players-hesitated Next, Yang Qiu temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​collecting several toolmen in the Sorensen Mountains, summoned the undead lizards, and returned to Westem.

After seeing Rowell... Yang Qiu didn't unexpectedly see a numb face with resentment.

"You are late." Rowell said blankly.

"Sorry, it took longer than I thought to recover." Yang Qiu said apologetically, "Have you been going well these days?"

"It depends on how you define the so-called smooth." Rowell remained expressionless. "It's like Rex was questioned by the Bartles family, or a mercenary group was going to get a ticket when they were crossing the border. thing--"

"What are you talking about?" Yang Qiu's eyes lit up.

Lowell frowned and said: "The Bartles family sent a arrogant butler to question Rex's disrespect to the Inner City Defense Force..."

Yang Qiu waved his hand and said: "Don't pay attention to such trivial things, I mean, there is a mercenary group that wants to do bad things in Westham?"

"Small things... okay." Rowell's mouth twitched. "Three spies from the mercenary group who claimed to be Employer Pathfinder sneaked into the town and were captured by... your undead, and I, and they are now locked up in the militia. ."

"I'll go take a look." Yang Qiu got up with piercing eyes.

Rowell: "..."

For some reason, the black robe monitor suddenly felt that being looted by the undead might not be the worst for those mercenaries...

"That's right." Yang Qiu took two steps and turned his head, and took out a box from the space ring. "I once promised to give you some interesting gifts from different planes. To express my gratitude, please accept this. ."

Rowell: "???"

Rowell watched Yang Qiu take out the weird flat plate with glass on one side and metal on the other side (tablet computer) from the small box, and then took out a wire wrapped in white rubber and connected one end to the weird flat board. The other end is inserted into the plug board that was installed when the mayor of the undead came to pull the wire.

Yang Qiu calmly turned on the tablet in front of Rowell and taught Rowell the simple operations, mainly how to click on the only playback software APP, how to select episodes, how to pause, shut down and restart, and how to use it. Simple accessibility...

The low-priced tablet purchased by Pin Shao Shao that can only watch pre-stored TV series was given to Rowell, and Yang Qiu was eager to pick up the tool man...

Rowell looked at the back of Yang Qiu leaving in confusion, and then at the small and exquisite mechanical creation in front of him.

The picture on the glass surface looks a lot like the kind of novel machinery promoted by the Kenyan Empire last year that can replace the traditional light and shadow stones and preserve the pictures and sounds in reality, but it is different from the propaganda posters flowing out of the Kenyan Empire. It's colored.

The music is very beautiful, even if Rowell can't understand it, he feels that the melody and female vocals sounded with the mountain forest picture and the strange square font are quite intoxicating.

To say that Lowell is not curious about the "unprecedented alien plane" that Yang Qiu once mentioned, it is definitely a lie. Although confused why Yang Qiu wants him to watch this, he quickly presses the pause and returns to the room to get the azalea badge... …

Lowell took the azalea badge and sat back in the living room again, and clicked to continue playing solemnly, excitedly, and curiously.

This time, he understood the three weird square characters that appeared on the screen: A Dream of Red Mansions.

In the sound of distant music that Rowell heard very exotic, the desolate male voice began to chant: "Paper full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears..."

Next, Lowell sat in the living room for a long time. For a long time, Wagner bought lunch from the cafeteria branch and told him that he would not move.

Yang Qiu did not consider what kind of spiritual crit he sacrificed to the ultimate killer of the literary youth, Dream of Red Mansions, would cause Rowell, a literary and artistic old age in a different world, to hold Rowell here, and he would be happy over there. Ran to see the captured mercenary scouts.

The militia compound where the Qianduo was imprisoned had never been involved, and Yang Qiu had always paid less attention to it. This time he personally came to the militia compound. Only then did Yang Qiu discover how good the Hal brothers are. Do the work of the prison guard--

It was lunchtime when the prisoners were divided into three groups and lined up to pick up their meals at different pick-up spots.

The working prisoners with stains on their clothes and sweat on their faces and necks ate a standard work meal delivered by the orc girl Rika.

The prisoners who did not participate in the work and honestly accepted the detention, they ate the instant noodles cooked by the players who came here on time and squatted on the prestige of the Chamber of Undead Chamber of Commerce.

Not so honest prisoners can only eat potatoes boiled in brine...

When Yang Qiu entered the courtyard, he happened to see a prisoner in a line of salted potatoes trying to take advantage of the chaos of the caterers and squeeze into the pile of model prisoners for the working food. The goods were sweating and looked like they had worked. , But the goose's clothes didn't smell a bit dirty, and Hal was quickly screened out and kicked out of the queue...

"It's too rough." Listening to the scream of the hapless guy, Yang Qiu shook his head sympathetically, and then gave Hal a thumbs up.

Hal, who was kicking, froze for a moment, and took his head away proudly.

Hal Tsundere, Tuttle wants a face, Pansy is an old fritters, and Jerome, the knight who is only the most dogged of the four brothers, ran over to greet him, "Good day, Yang, can I help you? ?"

Upon hearing that Yang was looking for the mercenary scout who had just entered, Jerome called out the three unlucky ghosts in the saltwater potato team who were still in handcuffs.

Yang Qiu looked at the three dejected guys, slightly surprised.

The reputation of the mercenary group is not much better than that of the thieves. These guys who are registered as legal mercenaries in an official city and can take over tasks from all over the mainland are not very honest in places far away from home. Sometimes they find that a place is lax. It is common to appear in a band of thieves.

Rumors that some remote towns were usurped by a mercenary group and slaughtered local nobles and turned into local lords have not been circulated on the mainland.

To put it bluntly, those who work as mercenaries usually deal with either monsters, beasts, beasts, or brutal bandits and horse bandits. The mercenaries who hire mercenaries are basically nobles, rich people, and merchants-these three are essentially close relatives with robbers— -Innocent and harmless people really can't manage this kind of rich gray industry for a long time.

How long will such an arrogant mercenary be kept so meek and honest?

Jerome saw Yang Qiu’s doubts, and explained with a simple smile: "When I first came in, these three were really awkward, and they were noisy and annoying. They dug a hole in the backyard and buried them alive. Once they were bored, they showed their heads outside. Take a breath, get hungry for two meals by the way, and let it out again to be honest."

Yang Qiu compares the thumb again... It is true that the wicked need to be grinded by the wicked, and those who are mercenaries are still inferior to those of you who are thief.

The three detectives, who hadn't gotten the rice or even the salted potatoes, looked at Yang Qiu mentally, and couldn't help but look at the crowd receiving the meal.

Yang Qiu touched his chin and asked Jerome to make a bowl of tempting instant noodles and stew it in front of the third brother: "Tell me about your origins. If you are willing to open your mouth, take this away."

The eldest of the three was silent, but his two companions couldn't help swallowing...

Yang Qiu smiled slightly and said to the two shaken spies: "Don't worry, you are not betraying your accomplices, you are just abandoning the secrets in advance...I think you should not think that some of you can leave Westem? "

The trio's complexion changed suddenly.

"Westham is not a place where you want to come and go as you want." Yang Qiu said in a leisurely manner. "Since you are here, you have only two choices. One is to live like a normal person. If you have the ability, If you work hard enough, maybe your future will be more promising than being a mercenary with a slim future. Second, it will become a spellcasting material for the resurrection of the undead."

Of the three, the youngest one started to play...

Yang Qiu, the black magician, is obviously much more deterrent than the monks who captured them. There are very few warriors who can really give up their lives when the knife rests on their necks. At least these three are engaged in the main business of mercenaries and occasionally take part-time guest appearances. The guy who played the robbers had nothing to do with the warriors, and tremblingly explained their origins...

The "traveling for the employer" that the third brother said before is really not all lies-they are a legal mercenary group from the south, and the reason for appearing in Westham is to take the task of escorting the caravan through the Sorensen Mountains. Go to Inadri and trade with Eastern merchants and northern merchants.

During Yang Qiu’s advancement in Sorensen, this caravan entered Westham. It was originally intended to go directly to the town to rest and replenish and "relax" by the way, but when passing through a small village in the southwest. , The sharp-eyed caravan buddies discovered that the villagers actually have high-quality cloths that are more exquisite than the Kenyan cloths brought by the northern merchants.

Businessmen on the mainland who dare to do business across multiple countries are often close relatives with robbers. When in big cities, they will do business honestly, but in the countryside where there is no resistance, they do not follow the order of civilized people... …

After discovering that every household had hidden this kind of fabric that was even better than Kenya cloth, the caravan owner took control of the small village without saying a word, ransacked all the fabrics, and declared that the villagers would be sent to Inner on charges of group theft. Deli—Of course, the purpose of controlling the village is not related to "seeing uneven roads." The caravan boss just wants to figure out how the villagers can get the cloth.

The terrified villagers could not contend with the menacing caravan, and honestly explained the source of the cloth...

It’s just that the village folks have the wisdom of the village folks, and the villagers who hate the caravan looting the cloth did not explain the situation in Westham Town-they concealed a large number of undead and the supporter of the new lord Rex The existence of the black magician.

There are no black magicians and active undeads, the new lord Rex, who has a large number of exquisite fabrics, and comes from a field without the support of local forces, is simply a fat sheep with spices on his head and lying on a plate.

Of course, the caravan boss is not stupid, and he didn't fully believe the villagers' words, so he sent this hapless elder brother to investigate the reality before he did it.

If Westem is indeed extremely empty, and the new lord Rex, who is an outsider, does not have decent defensive power, then there is no reason for the gold that is collected for nothing to not reach out; in case the stupid and ignorant villagers don’t know the new lord Rex The true strength of Sri Lanka, then they can also say that they only found that Westham was different from last year, and sent someone to explore the way before the caravan entered.

After Yang Qiu understood the situation, a "Save the Village" mission appeared in his mind.

The mercenary regiment plus the caravan has more than two hundred and nearly three hundred people. These professional mercenaries do not have the sophisticated equipment of the Innadali City Defense Army, but their combat effectiveness is not much worse; plus the caravan itself There is also a certain degree of combat power. It is not reliable to rely on more than two hundred players who are currently online to designate the "hostages" to be taken down.

I glanced at the brothers Hal who were in charge of the prisoners, and think about these people going back to the town road to be the mentor NPC, and the ten or so people in the town of exile are too busy to deal with the players and the daily maintenance of the old house, Yang Qiu then asked Jerome: "How did the soldiers from the city defense team tune in earlier?"

Jerome immediately pointed to the team of model prisoners eating standard working meals—all in there.

Yang Qiu was very satisfied: "Yes, half of them will be used for me for two days."

Exile town, Qin Guanzheng, who won the "Book of the Dead" by smashing the pot and selling iron, treasured away the small scrolls that could pull people. He was just about to give an inspiring speech to the friends who were willing to raise money, and the information panel showed a few rows of yellow. Word comes out:

"[System Announcement] Westham Local Defense: An illegal armed group broke into Westham, attacked and controlled 321 villagers in the local village of Lakeside Village. Players please rush to Westham The town hall receives defensive tasks."

"Just got the magic weapon!" Qin Guanxin almost didn't jump up with joy, and shouted wildly, "Brothers come with me! Do big things!"

From Qin Guan's side, dozens of people teleported to Westem, and there were already many casual players in the town hall compound.

Miaobi Shenghua saw that the entropy was not increasing, and waved happily: "Qingyue, are you online so early today?"

"Well, there is no class in the morning." Entropy replied with a smile, "Good luck, I saw the defense mission when I came up. I heard that the vanilla boss took the "Book of the Dead"?"

Qin Guan was triumphant, still maintaining modesty in words: "Don't mention it, I went bankrupt after filming this thing, and carried a debt of asshole, and I have to pay it back."

"How do you feel about this mission?" Miao Bi Shenghua didn't increase entropy.

"I read the mission introduction, it should be more difficult than the last defense mission—"

Without a few words of gossip, Brother Lahong who came here in advance to shoot the God of Fire Sword also arrived.

Qin Guan heard the movement and turned his head to see Brother Lahong, especially the three Fire God swords that Brother Lahong's friends were holding happily, his eyes changed.

When Brother Lahong saw Qin Guan and the group, his expression couldn't be better to see where he was going.

In this auction event, the bosses were not able to make a big storm. The fraudulent orb was snatched by the salted fish boss like last time did not happen. The contention only happened between two blood alliances with good cohesion. After all, it’s been a month and a few days since the players have developed a relationship with each other. Even if they are part-time goldsmiths, they are more willing to sell copper coins to close acquaintances. The social circle of RMB players can’t have blood alliances. Party Congress.

Such a face-to-face smashing of money to kill the two sides who have been frictionless, the hatred value is even deeper...

Brother Lahang hated that the popularity of passersby was not as good as Qin Guan, and the money he collected was a little bit and didn't get the Book of the Dead; what Qin Guan hated was that Brother Lahang raised the price of the Book of the Dead so high and hurt them. A group of people have empty pockets, and they can't even look at the Fire God Sword-if it weren't for a big task in front of their eyes and nose, the two teams would have to divide the victory on the spot.

As soon as the entropy did not increase, the two sides were at war, and they had to stand up as the peacemaker: "Vanilla, Brother Rahong, there are quite a lot of targets and villagers to be rescued in this mission. There is a jet lag in the city mission. Look at the two of you, shall we bring the big group up first?"

Brother Lahong nodded immediately: "Okay, you start a group and pull our people in."

What he meant was obvious. He didn't want Qin Guan, who had just deepened his hatred, to be the leader of the team.

Qin Guan had no expression on his face. He didn't want to waste the people on Brother Lalahang's CD of Book of the Dead, when someone on their side was killed, he would leave the group and pull the people over and then join the group...

The entropy did not increase, and he sighed helplessly: "Two big brothers, look at the mission description. This time the enemy is quite strong. The number of cavalry elite monsters we brushed last time is several times larger. If you don’t Working together, it is really possible to overturn the car."

Brother Lahong didn't speak, Qin Guan didn't say a word...

The brainpower and character that don't increase in entropy are indeed excellent, and it is certainly not a fool to say that the task is difficult, but neither of them is willing to lower their heads.

At a stalemate, Wagner led more than twenty soldiers into the compound.

Due to the fact that the original outfit was snatched by the undead, the soldiers of these city defense forces, including Wagner, were not equipped to wear... They all wore the same steel plate leather armor as the player, and carried the player’s exclusive steel plate. Knife.

"Hey, isn't this the elite monster we've brushed? Have you become your own?" Some players were surprised.

There are also players who habitually reject the identification technique: "Oh, it's really a friendly camp, all green names!"

"NPCs will join this routine if they can't play it? Are they so smart?"

"Awesome!"

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