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The Northwest Killer King was covered in blood and continued to work hard, trying his best to save the villagers.

The body was hurried to the church, and the Northwest King believed that the saint must be able to use advanced healing magic.

Healing, not resurrection.

The whipping saint Lena also shook her head, saying that there was no resurrection after death and that there was nothing she could do.

When Saint Lena began to pray for the dead villagers, the Northwest Killer also lowered his head.

The dejected Northwest King collapsed on the ground.

"I...I, damn, I..."

"I'm so stupid!"

The northwest king did not shed tears, but he was indeed very uncomfortable. "Mr. Fu, did he really die like this?"

Flynn is actually a little sad, but after all, Flynn is not only a game designer, but also a experienced Flynn Knight.

Therefore, Flynn is still very accepting of death.

Faced with the doubts of the northwest king, Flynn sighed slightly and nodded: "Well, people cannot be resurrected after death. May he find eternal rest."

Looking at the expression on the Northwest Slash King's face, which was a bit sad, Flynn comforted him: "In this cruel world, death is a common occurrence. The existence of brave men can prevent many such deaths and bring safety to the villagers."

The Northwest Killer King looked at the body, then looked at Flynn, with a very stiff facial expression. Pointing at the body, the Northwest Killer King said: "This man, he seems to have a nephew, and the wine given by his nephew is quite delicious."

"Drinking will ruin things, drinking will ruin things, hey, I still have to stop drinking in the future."

The Northwest Chop King left with a squeezed smile, but after walking a few dozen meters, the Northwest Chop King suddenly yelled and cursed, and smashed his wine bottle on the ground.

Disappeared and offline.

The next day, the Northwest Killer King didn’t appear online either.

In fact, Flynn did not see the northwest slasher come online on the third day.

The Northwest Slayer King failed to protect the villagers and went offline after smashing a wine pot in anger. This incident also spread among the players.

Niu Dingtian: "What's going on with the Northwest Brother King? Have you really given up?"

Mitsuye Yui: "It seems so. A few of us have a group. He said that he plays games too seriously and may not be suitable for such a hyper-realistic game."

Brother Gazi: "If you play games seriously, you will lose. Isn't it just an NPC that dies?"

The evil panda said thoughtfully: "Games are games, but games are also our second life... I think I have his phone number. I will try to persuade him later."

I don’t know if the Northwest Hacker King figured it out on his own, or if someone convinced him. Anyway, that night, the Northwest Hacker King came online again.

However, when the northwest slashing king was chatting with people while holding milk in the tavern, he said that he would never drink again.

Flynn noticed the changes in the Northwest King and didn't know what to say.

After Flynn's subsequent investigation, it was found that the attack by the thieves that day had little to do with the drinking of the Northwest Killer King, and he did not drink to cause trouble.

But maybe it would be easier to find a reason.

The death of villagers in a thieves attack also gave Flynn some emotion: The north of Tudou Village is so vast and dangerous. If Tudou Village wants to continue to develop resource points further north, it must invest heavily in defense.

That group of thieves, the old mercenary Mo Sen has issued a related investigation mission, and the Northwest Slayer King has also embarked on a journey north alone - this time the Northwest Slayer King has made great determination to investigate that group of thieves. Clues to the thieves.

No matter what, the development of Tudou Village must continue.

In the past few days, under the protection of more brave men, the villagers have basically picked back the high-quality cotton from Pamukkale.

Flynn also spent 30 grams of weekly salary to summon the cotton plantation owner NPC. Judging from the professional vision of cotton plantation owners and businessmen like Gerges, the cotton in Pamukkale is indeed rare and high-quality cotton. A pretty good price on the market.

If you build a factory in Tudou Village and process the high-quality cotton with the spirit of nature into cotton cloth or even ready-made clothes, you can get double profits.

It is said that picking up the spirit of nature is equivalent to picking up money, so Flynn can be said to have picked up a lot of money now.

With this Pamukkale, it is not excessive for Flynn to earn tens of thousands of gold coins a year.

Of course, considering that the location of Pamukkale is more than 50 kilometers away from Tudou Village, which is a little farther than Shuilong Lake, safety is a big issue.

This time the thieves attacked Pamukkale, which made Flynn even more vigilant.

Pamukkale, of course, needs to be developed.

But the investment is bigger!

Flynn summoned the plantation owner NPC with a weekly salary of 30 grams and organized a team of 30 people. Then the players cooperated and organized hundreds of people to follow the cotton plantation owner NPC and Bill Ding to build a potato village. Pamukkale.

Under Flynn's instruction, the cotton plantation in Tudou Village was not only a plantation, but also a solid military manor.

Using a large amount of stone left behind by the ruins of the previous Ghost Castle, players under the command of Bill Din built a very strong military manor protected by double-layered stone and wooden walls.

For this manor, Flynn deliberately spent a huge sum of money, with a weekly salary of 20 grams of mithril, and summoned a total of 10 NPC soldiers to protect the manor.

In other words, just in terms of NPC consumption of mithril, Pamukkale consumes 240 grams of mithril powder every week.

Over the course of a year, more than 10,000 gold coins of mithril powder would be spent - of course, a lot of Flynn's mithril was for free.

Even though the security cost is high, after rough estimation, after the Cotton Manor is operational, the minimum limit is 20,000 to 30,000 gold coins a year, and there is still some money to be made.

With the subsequent processing industry, you can earn more.

Moreover, Flynn also hopes that after the expansion of Potato Village's sphere of influence, the security costs of Cotton Manor can be reduced.

Since Flynn organized more than 100 players this time, the construction of Pamukkale progressed very quickly.

Flynn also noticed that this time players were no longer working purely for money, but were actually participating with their hearts.

"Let's go to the Tulsin Mine and bring some granite over to make this place stronger."

"Stir more and stir the adhesive to its best condition."

"Come here, brothers. Let's go further and cut down better trees. We need high-quality wood for this wooden wall."

"Everyone, keep working hard. After this place is repaired, we don't want to disband."

"Form a group and sweep the area twice to clear out all potential threats, then go back and hand in the mission."

Through the player radar, Flynn was also very moved when he observed that the players were building Pamukkale with great care, and spontaneously worked more and paid more to ensure the safety of Pamukkale.

Who said players are the cruel, cunning and shameless fourth natural disaster?

Most of the time, players are also righteous friends!

If there is a good person in this world, it must be a brave man of justice!