Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Ninety

Twenty minutes later.

Yang Qiu stared at the "dressed up" Rex for a few seconds... silently looking away.

Rex didn't respond much, and Mia asked for help to clean up the two waitresses for Rex.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to blame you." Yang Qiu nodded towards the two ladies, "Mia, send the two ladies back to rest."

"Okay, Mr. Lord." Mia quickly lifted her skirt and squatted slightly.

Yang Qiu waited for the three ladies to walk out of the room...only then did they laugh loudly.

Rex: "..."

"Sorry." Yang Qiuren smiled, "Go and wash the things on your face and hands, it's really... too funny."

Rex went into the bathroom with a blank face without expression...

The "upper aesthetic" of this world is still in the first stage after the advent of the industrial age.

That is... the pampered and rich people pay attention to the tone when the pale and fragile wind blows.

Yang Qiu asked the two former high-level waitresses to dress Rex like nobles. They tried hard to whiten Rex's hands, face and neck, comb her hair smoothly with water, and embellish her forehead ornaments. Tried my best.

However, Rex is not a young canary who is suitable for this style of painting. Although the facial features of this product are quite standard, but the skin is dark and rough, the scumbag is more embarrassing than Yang Qiu, who had been fleeing for sixty years. The body grows even more stout, shave off the beard and whiten it vigorously, just like the clown who is going to perform on stage...

The original "elegant and dreamy" boss decorated his office very neatly and elegantly. If you don't look at the weird torture instruments behind the secret door of the cabinet, no one knows that the owner of this office is a dog who pulls out. The dead pervert.

Yang Qiu occupied the high-back armrest sofa of the original boss, drank high-end black tea in the cabinet, and ate the high-end snacks in the storage room. After eating, he looked disgusted: "This is too sweet, it's really greasy."

Supervisor Rowell didn't touch him directly... He felt uncomfortable even entering this building that was originally a brothel. Sitting on the leather single-person sofa at this moment was like sitting on needle felt.

"Relax, my friend, Westem was right at first, and the courtyards built on this street are not responsible for it. It is the people who used these buildings wrongly." Yang Qiu took a sip of his tea and put it in his mouth. Cover the past with sweetness, calmly and honestly, "As long as you get rid of the people who did the wrong thing and prohibit anyone from using these buildings by mistake, then this is not a place to hide dirt, but just a simple residence."

Lowell didn't want to listen to him talking about this, saying indifferently: "Are you still sticking to your original plan? I don't have an opinion on Rex, but Rex is more like an explorer than a pampered nobleman. "

"I think so too." Yang Qiu actually agreed. "If this is the case, let Rex change his character. He is a self-improving and extremely ambitious illegitimate son of a nobleman, disdainful of being like other illegitimate brothers. He tried his best to intrigue and lick the soles of their noble father's shoes for alms, but was a super genius who traveled to the next world at a young age, the most dazzling future star in Viscount Rex's house... what do you think? "

Rowell: "..."

Lowell wanted to ridicule in particular, "Did you spend these three hundred years studying scams?" He was worried that the guy on the other side was talking about scams and the definition of scammers, so he simply shut his mouth.

Rex washed off the exaggerated makeup powder, came out of the bathroom wet, and heard Yang Qiu ask him: "Rex, how was your geography at school? How many places have you been before running the Sorensen Mountains ?"

Rex: "Uh..."

The two waitresses who were originally "elegant dreams" were sent back to the room they were assigned to by Mia. After entering the room, the others surrounded them nervously: "How about? Are you embarrassed?"

"Did they say how they would arrange for us?"

One of them clutched his chest and let out a long sigh: "...Fortunately, the caster, who is called the lord, is very, very kind."

Another said: "I didn't say it, but Miss Mia asked us not to think about anything first, and let us rest."

"How can I not think of anything?" The person waiting for the news said with a grimace, "There are so many of us, how much food do we have to eat every day, is it possible that they just feed us in vain?"

"Miss Mia didn't say anything else?"

"Forget it, I think Miss Mia doesn't seem to have much place among them, she may not count anything."

"But... Mr. Rex said that he won't let us do... what we did before." The lady who had gone out said weakly.

The woman who raised the objection couldn't help but sneered and turned to look at the others: "Do you believe this?"

The six ladies who talked just now were silent at the same time.

"So, what can we do?" a younger lady sobbed, "Even if you want to escape, there is nowhere to go..."

The ladies were speechless. After a moment of silence, they dispersed silently, and sat back on the temporary beds made of chairs and stools.

"Fuck for a day, count as a day." A woman of some age said with a dumb voice, "Anyway, we are people who have no future, and we want to do something so far away."

Outside the door, Mia, who did not leave immediately, sighed silently.

"Sure enough, as Rex said... it's not that food is provided to make everyone feel at ease." Mia thought anxiously, and left gently.

In the quiet corridor, every room Mia passed by seemed to be faintly heard sobbing.

There was no crying, no tearing, just a little inaudible, whispered as if afraid of being discovered.

In this way, she didn't even dare to vent her emotions by crying and being cautious... Mia, who was walking alone in the corridor, felt more and more heavy.

After going downstairs and no longer hearing those small sounds, Mia actually felt a sense of relief.

"Mr. Rex?" Mia said in surprise when he found Rex coming out of the corridor on the first floor. "Aren't you with Mr. Lord and them?"

A subtle embarrassment appeared on Rex's face: "Uh... Yang seems to have thought of another way, I don't need to go."

Mia: "Huh...?"

"Don't talk about this, we have other tasks." Rex hurriedly opened the topic. "There was a strong male thug here. He didn't fight with his accomplices, but instead protected the ladies, you remember. Right, where did he arrange it?"

The man named Ban Mia certainly had the impression that he was the strongest man among all the people protected by Tarantan, and quickly said: "I know him, he is with the orcs."

They are not forced to take fattening agents to ruin their body. Although they are covered with welts, they are still a threat to other people. Of course, such people can't be with the human male ~ prostitutes. At least Mia will not be relieved. When the room is allocated, She arranged the class on the floor where they lived in Ossirian, and gave the class a single room.

Rex and Mia came to the floor where the orcs lived, first visited Lower Ossirian, and then went to find the class.

Ben, was sitting alone on the floor covered with thin quilts in a daze.

From the early hours of the morning to the present, everything that has happened has made this brawny man, who has been a night club beater for nine years, a look of bewilderment...

The undead occupied the whole street, and filled the street with his boss, his colleagues, and the guests he used to please and laughed like pigs. The class who saw all this from the window would hurt if they didn’t pinch their thighs, and thought that I am dreaming.

too exaggerated!

It is true that Westham rarely receives aristocratic guests. After all, it is too remote. Those decent people may not be willing to work hard for a momentary pleasure, but Westham still has many distinguished guests!

Businessmen supported by aristocratic backgrounds, officials of Inadri, and nepotism related to aristocrats are all common in Westham!

Others do not say that his boss Garcia Green is the white glove of a viscount, and the middle-level officials of Inner Deli must be polite when they see him.

But so many people with identities were all **** and thrown on the street like a pig!

Ban also saw his boss Green... the guy's clothes were covered in blood and his face was so swollen that he almost couldn't recognize it!

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming towards the storage room where he lived, the trance-looking Ban suddenly woke up and quickly stood up.

All the rooms are not locked, but no one dared to leave the room to move around indiscriminately... After all, there are too many undead outside, facing those moving skeletons that are scary even if they are seen in broad daylight, no matter how arrogant and arrogant people are Will not get up.

With a "click", the man who twisted the doorknob to push in...Ban was impressed. It was the man who smashed the shop's sign not long ago.

Very young, looks small, but very strong, with a heavy aura that exceeds his age, and when close together, he can suppress the more inspired people out of breath.

I used to be a trainee warrior, but because of family circumstances, I couldn’t make it to the professional class. I can understand from my naked eyes and feelings that the man in front of me is a very powerful and terrifying warrior. The muscles of his body are instinctively tightened. .

When Ben looked at Rex, Rex was also looking at him.

There are still many strips of blood on the clothes. The man has a big head similar to Anthony and a face of meat, but he does not have the kind of murderous spirit; from the instinctive defensive posture, it seems that he has received certain training. , But it should only stop at the entry level-his muscles are really messy, and it's useless except to intimidate civilians.

Mia came in behind Rex, was surprised by the tension of the two of them looking at each other in silence, and quickly broke the silence: "Hello, Ben, this is Mr. Rex. Mr. Rex, Ben is a good person. , When we came in, a lady named Sibel had been explaining to Ban. She said that Ban was different from the others. She could only survive because of Ban’s protection. Some other women also said the same."

Rex tilted his head and smiled soothingly at Mia, and reached out to Ben: "Charlie Rex."

Ban only felt the heavy aura that came to his face instantly disappeared, secretly relieved, and reached out to shake hands with Lake: "Ban." After a pause, he added, "My mother is a washerwoman, and she was drunk. Rape, I don’t know who my father is."

Someone reported his full name, but Ban didn't want to be misunderstood by the warrior that he had something to hide.

Rex nodded, and said no words of impolite sympathy.

Everyone is alive with wounds that others can't see. For most people who insist on their own path, it is an offense to rashly give sympathy.

"We are from Tarantan, serving the Lord Tarantan, the Dark Mage Young." Rex said straight to the point, "Yang is working on the issue of ownership of the Westham Territory. If nothing else, this land Soon it will belong to Yang, and the people here will become the leaders of Tarantan."

class:"…"

Ban has no idea what kind of reaction he should make to avoid irritating this warrior who speaks serious dreams...

By the way, when did the great wasteland next door also have a lord? !

Rex smiled slightly and said: "I understand this is unbelievable, but this is not something we need to care about. The problem now is that we need to get Westham back to normal operation, not to let Westham's The townspeople have a headache to get a meal of bread for Shangna."

Hearing this, Ban dared to relax the tight facial muscles a little, showing a look of surprise.

During the feudal dynasty, China used to say "poor culture and rich military". The meaning of rich military is simple and easy to understand. People who want to exercise a strong body must have certain financial conditions at home.

This principle also prevails in this world. If you want to become a professional expert, you must not be born too poor, or you will be like Ban yourself, no matter how talented you are, you can only give up your dreams halfway through.

Rex was a great warrior at a young age, and his birth must not be so low; such a person from a good background actually knew that ordinary townspeople’s homes could not produce a day’s surplus, and if the town was not restored as soon as possible, someone would suffer. Hungry, this surprised Ben.

Ban did not agree that Westham would change owners so easily, but he did not want to be tossed in chaos here after living in this town for nine years. He cheered up and said: "Mr. Rex, I can What to do?"

Rex was very satisfied with the real response of the chic night clubman after hearing the restoration of order in the town, and smiled: "You first put on a outfit that won't scare people, and come with me."

Bringing the changed coat to the office of the former boss Garcia Green, Rex dragged a heavy snakeskin bag from under the table, opened the mouth of the bag, and took out the copper coins...

The undead are only interested in gold coins (in fact, Yang Qiu only recycles gold coins). The original entertainers did not dare to bring things that were too conspicuous and heavy. They secretly divided up the silver coins, silverware, and some small pieces of the owner’s guests in the store. Art decorations; when Rex went to gather the guests, he cleaned it up based on the principle of not wasting, and he got tens of thousands of copper coins.

These copper coins are rough in workmanship, far inferior to the exquisite copper coins (game coins) recognized by the undead, but they are currency anyway.

Rex took out thousands of rough copper coins and piled them on the table, and said to the class: "You and Mia ask the residents here and next door if there are any items that need to be purchased. Let them choose some representatives and take them. Use the money to knock on the shops run by the townspeople to buy things."

class:"??"

Rex said to Mia again: "In this kind of town, there should be villagers coming into the town to sell vegetables. You remember to go to the town gate and buy more vegetables back."

"Okay." Mia nodded.

Rex patted Ben with a bewildered look: "Go, protect our Mia, don't let her hurt, or the undead will go crazy."

"Yes, Mr. Rex." Ben's sweat came down, and he responded immediately.

Rex is not scaring him. If Mia dies, all the undead will be deducted 100 prestige points. With this group of undead’s madness to prestige, Rex himself can’t imagine what this group of lunatics will do. —Otherwise, he wouldn't make such a big bend and get Ban, a former thug who was recognized by the entertainers as a bodyguard, for Mia.

There was a familiar person from Ban, and the receptionists were still very vigilant. Many people refused to leave the room on the excuse that they didn’t need to buy anything. Mia and Ban ran through the settlements on both sides, and the only ones willing to go to the street with them Ossirian and Lika of the orcs, and Brooke, a young human.

No way, Rex had to find a few undead (casual players) who were willing to do trivial tasks, and gave out tasks to assist Mia in purchasing... If you don’t buy a few tricycles, the townspeople would find it hard to believe that these foreign forces have them. Willing to restore order here.

Watching the purchasing team joined by the skeletons riding away on four tricycles, Rex, who stood at the door to see him off, turned his head and glanced at the two buildings where hundreds of people were still quiet and quiet.

When the skeletons occupied the streets, many of the townspeople living in the residential areas to the north and east of the town had the courage to hide in the alleys to take a peek.

When Hal and the others escorted the "prisoners of war" to the militia headquarters, there were also many townsfolk squatting on windows and door cracks.

The prosperous streets of the town really support half of the town. The family hotels, small restaurants, and grocery snacks run by the locals all rely on the shy family seekers or groom servants to take care of the business.

Not to mention that many of the "occupied" militias of the centaur came from the families of the townspeople...For these outsiders, the people of this town would definitely not welcome them much.

However, Rex is still confident of restoring order in the town, and firmly believes that it is only a matter of time before he can gain the trust of the townsfolk.

Yang was a little dissatisfied with his inability to play the role of "a decent noble illegitimate son", and had to use means to intimidate Lowell to bend over to play him... But Yang still had high hopes for him and told him to stay behind when he was in charge of the town. After screening the militia, some people can be restored to freedom.

Of course, it's not about releasing people directly, but reorganizing into a brand new security team and accepting the leadership of the new Lord Westham-not doing business in the red light district does not mean that Yang will give up Westham's economy, the new town hall It is not a problem at all to give the militiamen who obey the new lord a generous salary sufficient to support their families.

Rex has been at the bottom level since he was sixteen. He knew exactly what the low-level civilians wanted. As long as they could live a normal life and eat bread at every meal, the bottom-level people actually didn't care who was the ruler.

What really worries Rex is the hundreds of former practitioners housed in the two majestic buildings behind him.

The Huaxia people have the "caution" of "extremely ruthless", and the world has a similar saying: "Women in the field are not worthy of trust."

No matter how pure and innocent the little girl (little boy) is, she (his) words have no value at all.

Why is this so?

The reason is simple... People who have to beg for life in this situation live in lies every day, every day.

When they were deceived, their pain was unknown, because they were originally the bottom of the bottom, even if they were not silent, even if they shouted hard, no one heard their confession.

Prostitutes will not admit how many lies they have lied to and trampled on their hearts and dignity. Even if asked, a sentence of "playing on the spot" is enough to embellish their ugly faces.

If the prostitute someday actually went away and was deceived by the woman in Huanchang, then he would repeat the rant hundreds of times, "The watch in Huanchang didn't have a word of truth", so that everyone would know His anger after being cheated...

When you open your eyes every day, you have to face prostitutes, a group of despicable, ugly, ugly, and inferior people in human society, and you must also ask these women (men) who have been rolling in the fun to open their hearts to trust the promises of others and accept them frankly. The kindness of others... This is too naive.

Rex is a bit idealistic, but he is not naive.

It is impossible for a naive person like him to keep the only "father-son family buyout fee" in his hand after losing his asylum, and to plan carefully to increase his strength to a level beyond the reach of others.

"Yang Fang allowed them to keep the property they got, and the money in their hands was the main reason why these people didn't fiercely resist our arrangement."

Rex looked at these two quiet buildings quietly, thinking inwardly.

"But just having money in their hands does not really give them peace of mind. Especially Humans... the fattening agent is too harmful to the body, the most basic self-protection ability is not available, and half-old children can **** the money from them. Of course they will be nervous."

"We must think of a way out for them... let them build up the confidence that'you can survive on your own hands without betraying your body', so that it can be said to make them believe that they can return to a normal life."

Rex thought about things in his head, walked into the original "Elegant Dream" courtyard, and checked the tricycles parked against the courtyard wall one by one.

When he left the town of exile, Yang confessed that he would find a place to sell the goods filled in the dozens of tricycles and exchange them for gold coins to take back.

Now that Yang got so many gold coins, he didn't want to be short of money, and he forgot to ask him about these goods... But Rex still plans to sell these things.

Colorful, exquisite patterns, thick and dense cloth (in fact, a few dollars and one meter of inventory curtain cloth), a complete set of alloy tableware (that is, stainless steel...), a whole box of soft towels (the wholesale price is two pieces) , All kinds of plastic tableware, plastic tubes, shoes, soap, toothbrushes, etc.... They are all daily necessities that will immediately cause a frenzy if they are brought to the market and put on a price tag.

"Someone buys, and some sells, it's called the market. To sell this kind of popular goods, you have to go to a talented person who can shock the place." Rex sorted out some of the goods, filled four tricycles with his own hands, and called through the mental matrix. Hal.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Hal, who was assigned to take care of the captives by the militia, came over with a black face as a creditor.

"What are you doing?" Hal said in an evil voice.

This guy is really emotional... Rex thought silently.

This is no way. Yang is really rude to them. He guards these people like a pervert, and prevents them from approaching the people living in the settlement within three meters—regardless of whether Hal or the others originally had that. Heart, being treated like this is definitely going to explode.

Sorry, Rex raised his finger to the four cars pulled out separately: "Yang asked me to find a way to restore the town’s anger. You can help me take these goods to the town’s market and sell them. , Hal."

Hal: "..."

Hal, who was so angry that there was a smoke, stared at Rex fiercely and brutally, with a plain and clear sentence on his face: If it weren't for you, your cub is now a corpse!

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