Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"To be honest, I think Mr. Durian's poison gas bomb is something." Yuhua Dengxian said, "Will this thing really not be super-game? It's almost a bug."

Quiet Sea made a "silence" gesture: "Then we use it secretly, don't make it too loud and let the production team find out."

"To be honest, this improved stink bomb is not fatal to players and NPCs above LV70. And the fainting time is only 15 seconds, so the effect is not too extreme." Yijian Po♦ Qianshan said, "Just now, the captain took advantage of them falling down and gave them a fatal blow."

"It can only be said that an NPC who has lost the ability to resist has no chance of escaping in front of a skilled high-level assassin." Today Youyu said.

They each chose a corpse of similar size to themselves, took some time to carefully take off the clothes on the corpse, paying attention not to get a drop of blood and brain matter, and put on the space props, jewelry and other scattered things on those people one by one, and finally put the corpse into the backpack.

——There is nothing that cannot be put in the player's system backpack. Besides, no matter where the body is thrown, there is a possibility that it will be discovered, and in this world, where is there a safer place than in the player's backpack.

And because the figure, hair color, and eye color of the tax collector all match that of the tax collector, and he is also a tough citizen with excellent adaptability, he was unanimously elected by everyone to serve as the "tax collector".

Everyone used the air freshener bomb that is very popular among players to fumigate their clothes, and changed them in the jungle after confirming that there was no strange smell. When they came out one by one, they were no different from the extraordinary team of the tax collector just now.

The druids controlled the vines to clean up the scene and threw the used vines into the jungle. The others turned over the soil on the ground. After confirming that everything was restored to its original state and no traces were left, they returned to the team and boarded the carriage that the "tax collector" and the extraordinary team were riding.

There were three carriages in total, all of which were of the standard of the Church of Light, and the sun pattern of the Church of Light was printed on the body. The front and rear carriages were naturally occupied by the extraordinary guards, and the middle carriages were occupied by the tax collector and the extraordinary team who were protecting him.

The six magic-horned horses that had fainted from the stench had completely recovered because they had not been attacked. They looked at their drivers and snorted in confusion.

Jinri Youyu took out a few carrots and stretched them in front of the magic-horned horses. They sniffed carefully, and their eyes immediately lit up. They each took one and chewed it happily.

After being bribed by the food, all doubts were no longer doubts. When everyone got on the car, the magic-horned horses ran under the control of the druids wearing white robes.

"So, I really won't be recognized?" The Sea of ​​Tranquility asked, leaning on the window of the carriage.

"Probably not." Jinri Youyu, who was driving the second carriage, said, "The letter that the hidden old man saw from the bishop wrote the tax collector's name, height, hair color and eye color, as well as the number of guards, which means that the people on both sides don't know each other. I asked around in the city before.

It is said that because of the large amount of tax collection this year, many tax collectors and extraordinary people were temporarily transferred from the Holy City. Not to mention that they have never been here, they are even in Nanzhou for the first time."

She thought about it and then instructed: "But everyone should pay attention to one thing. The people of the Church of Light use different words to refer to their church, their own people and the God of Light than us. There is a "common phrase collection" in the task panel. Everyone must read and recite it carefully, and don't let it slip."

She sent it again in the team channel, and everyone replied with a "received" and began to familiarize themselves with the lines during the time on the road.

Tranquility Sea drew an Arcana card. He looked at the "father" on the card and thought: "Hmm? Father? Daddy? Daddy flavor? Does this mean that I have to perform a performance full of daddy flavor?"